Adam coldly said, "I'll give you another half month. If you can't find out why Nelson and the others disappeared, you'll all be sent to the dungeon for waterboarding!"
His words caused all the senior executives to change their expressions.
But no one dared to utter a single word of rebuttal.
The next second, Adam regained his composure and said calmly, "How is the airship construction going?"
One of the managers stood up nervously and said, "Archbishop, four airships have been built, but the production capacity of the new materials is a problem. With the current production capacity, it will take another five months to produce twelve airships as planned."
Adam said coldly, "Do everything you can to increase production capacity! Time waits for no one. The skies are relatively safe now, but sooner or later, terrifying behemoths will appear in the skies of the future. If we don't take advantage of this time to transfer as many supplies as possible from Japan and South Korea using airships, we won't have another chance!"
The person in charge said cautiously, "Archbishop, the airships made using those mutated plants are not only incredibly defensive, but they can also easily reach the stratosphere. At that altitude, no living being should be able to go up."
Adam coldly replied, "You said it yourself, we should! We can't underestimate those incredible behemoths! Besides, if no behemoths truly pose a threat to the airships, then the new type of airship is our trump card! We should produce more as soon as possible! Only then can we dominate the world!"
"Yes, Archbishop!"
Adam continued, "One airship can transport 350 people or 120 tons of supplies. If we have four, we'll send them to Japan first and bring over as much stuff as possible from their base there!"
"Yes, Archbishop!"
Adam glanced at the others and said calmly, "Next topic."
A burly white man stood up and said, “Archbishop, our total population has now exceeded 200,000. Should we eliminate another wave of the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled? Keeping them around will only waste food. Even if each person consumes only two ounces of food a day, ten thousand useless elderly, weak, sick, and disabled people will consume a ton of food a day.”
Adam's eyes were cold as he nodded and said, "Over the course of a month, eliminate 20,000 people one by one. You take care of this, but don't cause them any panic."
Adam paused, then continued, "And don't let Veranika know either."
The burly man smiled coldly and said, "Your Excellency, rest assured, I know what to do."
Another executive cautiously said, "Your Excellency, we currently have a total of [number] soldiers, but our weapons are enough to arm 22,000 people. Do we need to recruit 6,000 Chinese soldiers who are loyal to us?"
His words caused an uproar in the conference room.
"No! The Chinese are too cunning! We absolutely cannot let them get their hands on the weapons!"
"Yes! The Chinese are too cunning! We simply can't tell if they're genuinely loyal!"
The executive, still somewhat unwilling to give up, tried to persuade us: "But we are, after all, in China, and our numbers are limited. If we can organize Chinese people, our fighting strength will be much stronger."
"Bullshit! If they get weapons, they'll only try to fight back!"
Adam listened indifferently to the argument in the conference room. After a long while, he said coldly, "The Chinese can be used as bait, but we can't give them weapons. Next topic."
His words resonated with the vast majority of people in the conference room: "The Archbishop is wise!"
The executive's face had turned deathly pale.
Adam stared coldly at the executive and said indifferently, "Gao Sen, the last guy who tried to work for the benefit of the Chinese, Smith, was taken care of by me. Now he's watching over toilets every day. Do you want to be like him?"
Gao Sen's face grew even more grim. He swallowed hard and said tremblingly, "Archbishop, I have no intention of seeking benefits for the Chinese people. I only want to strengthen our power."
Adam sneered, "What's the point of strengthening those forces? What we need to do now is obtain as many evolved beast corpses as possible! Then we'll use those corpses to strengthen our Chosen Army! Even though we're on Chinese soil, our 800 Chosen Army soldiers are enough to defeat any human force!"
"Once we produce a large number of airships, we can get more missiles from other bases! We can reactivate the weapons on our aircraft carriers and other frigates! Then we can deal with those damned colossal sea monsters!"
"Then we can continue hunting sea monsters! We can make more loyal subordinates into Apocalypse Knights! There might even be other vice-bishops! Our Chosen Church will become the kings of the world sooner or later!"
Upon hearing Adam's words, everyone in the conference room became excited.
Who wouldn't want to be at a higher level?!
Who wouldn't want higher rights?!
If I can become the third vice-bishop, I will be completely transformed!
In this era where strength reigns supreme, even the archbishop will have to show sufficient respect to the new vice-bishop!
Just like the current Archdeacon Veranica, who does whatever she wants.
Even if she doesn't come to the meeting, the archbishop can't say anything.
Even the essence from that hundred-meter-long squid was snatched by Lady Veronica using her incredible speed.
Even though the archbishop was furious at the time.
In the end, however, Lady Veronica ate it in front of the archbishop, and the archbishop had no choice but to accept it.
In the end, we had to acknowledge Veranica's status as the archdeacon.
This is the status of a super-evolver!
Just then, a Knight of the Apocalypse said seriously, "Archbishop, although we have 800 Chosen Army warriors, more than 600 of them are Chinese. We must be wary of this."
Adam said indifferently, "Here, they can eat high-level evolved beast meat and enjoy the best life. With me and Veranika in charge, they will know how to choose."
After a pause, Adam sneered, "Besides, by now, they have a lot of their own people's blood on their hands. What can they do?"
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The location of Tianxuan City in the suburbs.
A vast and extremely luxurious private estate stands quietly.
Inside the manor, European retro-style buildings are arranged in a well-organized manner.
The exquisite carvings and magnificent columns all demonstrate the owner's wealth.
On the second floor of the largest villa, there is a room decorated with a very romantic style.
Veranica reclined lazily on a velvet sofa.
Her long, wavy, golden hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and her typical Western face carried a unique Eastern charm.
Her brown eyes were fixed on the screen in front of her, and tears were still glistening in the corners of her eyes.
The door was gently pushed open.
Zhang Yufei walked in, bowed slightly, and said softly, "Miss Nika, dinner is ready."
Veronica exclaimed in somewhat broken Mandarin, "Yufei, Chinese TV dramas are so touching, they made me cry again."
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