"Thank you so much!"
Making a gesture of gratitude, Smith beckoned to several Homeguards wearing two pieces of Mind Armor, and led them toward the location Evan had given him.
No sooner had they left than Vilia arrived with a group of men. He didn't show himself at first, but instead had his men secretly show their identities to the captain of the homeland guard in this area, indicating that they were about to change shifts.
And so peacefully, the guards stationed at the passage became the most elite warriors in the settlement.
The Dark Cultists waiting outside were completely unaware of this.
Their scouts saw their companions enter from a far corner and immediately went to tell the others the good news.
"They got in so easily? That's great. It shouldn't be long before we hear any noise."
"Yes, what did I tell you? Taking over a settlement is as easy for us as eating and drinking."
Their faces showed expressions of complete understanding.
On the other side, the Dark Cult members who were with Smith walked on the edge of the settlement's residential area, looking at the buildings in front of them. The closer to the center, the taller the buildings became, and they marveled at how prosperous this time's target was, far surpassing any previous one.
As for bypassing residential areas along the way, he understood it as normal caution towards outsiders, and there was nothing strange about it.
"But so what if it's prosperous? It still allowed us to sneak in. Now you can be happy, this is your last moment of joy."
The happier you are now, the more beautiful the lament I will hear when the settlement is destroyed…
I subconsciously wanted to smile, but I had to control my body and restrain myself.
"Hold it in, you must hold it in, you can't laugh, you can't laugh at this moment."
The leader of the dark cultist gripped his sword with his hand hidden in his sleeve, using this method to control his emotions, while his teammates continued to disguise their identities through communication.
"This place is really big, but the streets are so quiet, and I don't see anyone else from the gathering place."
"They're probably all working now. That's great. It's such a great community. Will we be able to integrate into it in the future?"
"Probably so. I'll have to work harder then, for a new life."
They seemed quite professional, and Smith had several doubts along the way about whether these people really had a problem.
However, he ultimately didn't waste too many brain cells on this.
That place, as long as we get there, the place Evan prepared.
Mental armor will reveal their inner thoughts, which is far more effective than them guessing here.
"tread……"
Smith stopped in his tracks at an open space.
He saw Evan, as well as several other superhumans he recognized from the community, all of whom were experts at the third stage of mental armor.
"Everyone, we've arrived."
Evan walked toward them, brushing past Smith as he faced the Dark Cultists.
"Welcome to Gathering Point Twenty-Three. I am the highest-ranking administrator here."
"Hello, I am Donald Joles, the leader of this group, and we are looking for homeless people."
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