The "Blood Puppet" was stunned on the spot.
“You, you…”
"I'm fine. I'm fine."
Arthur smiled brightly:
"I'll come and pick you up."
"Huh?"
"Blood Puppet" was startled by the sudden surprise. He did not doubt the authenticity of the other party's words, but looked at the small square table in the room.
Apart from a radio that was still emitting the sound of electricity, there was only a stack of blank manuscript paper.
Apparently, "Blood Puppet" hasn't written anything during this period.
His subconscious worry was more that his refusal to cooperate would bring danger to his friends.
However, as he watched, a small spark fell from the sky and landed in the middle of the stack of manuscript papers.
The flames began to spread and eventually engulf everything there.
After the fire was extinguished, only a small pool of ashes remained on the original position of the square table, and there was no sign of burning on the table.
"Is this okay?"
Although I don’t know what kind of agreement my friend and the congressmen have reached, since the other party did this, they must have been confident in doing so.
But "Blood Puppet" still asked subconsciously.
"Don't worry about the little things."
As he spoke, Arthur had already sat down on one side of the single bed and motioned for the "Blood Puppet" to sit opposite him.
"There's something I need to tell you now."
Arthur waved his hand, and a harassed-looking staff member came between the two of them carrying a suitcase.
He opened the lid of the box, bent it to ninety degrees, and showed it to the slightly anxious "Blood Puppet".
With a quick glance, "Blood Puppet" saw what was on the screen.
That is all the information about me from birth to now.
[Birth time: New Era 13; Location: North District Hospital in the Outer City District…]
"Blood Puppet" looked at the screen, then looked at Arthur in front of him, wondering what the other party wanted to say.
"Listen carefully, my friend.
"You now have two choices. One is to continue staying here and wait until the councillors are in a better mood to release you and continue to use you. Of course, they may not trust you as much as before.
"Another option... Did you see the [Log Out] on the screen? Click it, and from now on there will be no more 'Blood Puppet' in Hope City, and you will just follow me from now on.
"Don't worry, we have plenty of time."
A multiple-choice question suddenly appeared in front of him. The "blood puppet" might have understood it, but it was unlikely that he could understand it...
In short, he understood every word, but he still didn't understand why things turned out like this?
It is said that the parliamentarians rarely take action personally, but every time they do, they demonstrate their ruthless nature.
But looking at the apparently generous conditions in front of him, Blood Puppet felt that his friend might be the illegitimate son of a certain congressman...
No, even this is not enough to describe the current outrageous level, it should be -
A certain congressman may be his illegitimate son.
Only something this outrageous could explain what was happening before him.
"I know what you are worried about, my friend, don't worry, there is nothing to worry about."
Arthur spread his hands:
"Don't doubt it, I can still do this little thing now, because they usually call me -
"Your Excellency, Speaker."
"Chairman...Chairman?"
The "Blood Puppet" looked puzzled.
"Yes, it's the highest official of the parliament. Because I am a human from the old era, but I was conducting a separate investigation outside the city before, which delayed me for a long time.
"Now that I'm back in Hope City, I naturally have to take back my power. After all, the mess they created is really unbearable...
"That's about it. If you want to listen, we can have a good chat after the election."
The "Blood Puppet" looked into Arthur's sincere eyes and felt a strange power from them.
He said he is the Speaker, so he is also a member of the Parliament.
But the upright and trustworthy man in front of him was obviously completely different in nature from those who deliberately kept secrets and hid under hoods.
Maybe...something meaningful will be waiting for me in the future...
"I choose to follow you... follow you..."
"That's a bit too formal, isn't it?"
Arthur reached out and patted the Blood Puppet on the shoulder:
“We’re all brothers.”
"Blood Puppet" stretched out his finger and pressed the [Logout] key without hesitation, and the pop-up permission verification window was quickly passed.
He just watched as his information disappeared bit by bit in the database. From birth to school, to training and combat after his abilities awakened, all his text information was obliterated bit by bit.
Finally, the last word disappeared from the screen, and only a flashing cursor remained on the blank screen, as if waiting for information to be entered.
At this point, the two staff members, one holding the access control and the other closing the suitcase, finally escaped from the cell as if they had been pardoned.
Looking at the still slightly dazed expression of the "Blood Puppet", Arthur asked:
"There is no more 'Blood Puppet', so, what is your name?"
"Yan Ming."
"Okay Mr. Yanming, welcome to join my team, let's create a better future together!"
Arthur tightly grasped the Blood Puppet's, or Mr. Yan Ming's, hand, making him feel a little overwhelmed:
"Your team?"
He looked around to make sure there was no one else in the room.
"Yes, my team. Although the time is short, it has already taken shape.
“The only problem is, they don’t really know each other… but that’s okay.
"Your new identity will be ready within a day, and then... let's go and turn the factory upside down."
"factory?"
Yan Ming showed a somewhat puzzled expression. He wondered where his first mission would take him.
It could be the unknown land outside the city, it could be the battlefield on the city wall, but the factory...
Seeing the confusion in the other party's eyes, Arthur began to explain briefly:
“I feel that all along, both senior management and frontline staff have been overemphasizing the role of superpowers.
“Whenever a beast tide strikes, the top brass will think of having super-powered people to back them up, and the soldiers on the front lines will always look forward to reinforcements from the super-powered people.
“The superpowers received more favorable treatment, but also underwent more rigorous training and were bound to Hope City for life.
"You should be well aware that no superpower in Hope City has ever experienced the 'retirement' stage. The only thing that awaits them from beginning to end is death.
"This is not a sight I am happy to see. Rather than a superpowered person who can fight a thousand monsters, I would rather have a thousand ordinary people who can fight monsters hand-to-hand."
"That's impossible."
Yan Ming retorted subconsciously.
“It’s possible!
"Research and development, production and training, these are what we will promote next."
Arthur looked at the simple fighting maniac in front of him:
“But the factory is in our way.”
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