Senior management blames each other
The expressions of the people present were different.
Someone looked thoughtful, as if considering the possibility of Luke's words.
Some people frowned slightly, feeling embarrassed by the suggestion.
Only the male who had just argued with Luke frowned. After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke:
"Do you think I don't want to? There aren't many S-level males, and they are all important military talents of the Prime Star Empire, basically serving in the Imperial Army.
These people are incredibly powerful; ten A-class warriors are no match for one S-class warrior. If we rush to capture them, it would be like trying to hit a rock with an egg. Not only would we fail to capture them, but we might even attract the Imperial Army to encircle and suppress them.”
His voice was filled with helplessness and bitterness. It's not that he hadn't tried before to get an S-class male for research, but he had always failed.
If S-class were easy to catch, he would have caught them countless times already. He could use them to test drugs and stimulate their estrus, allowing them to mate with females who had taken special drugs to get pregnant, so as to study more secrets of genes and superpowers.
Although there were many research projects, the strength was ultimately insufficient. Every time an action began, it was discovered by the imperial army and ultimately failed.
Luke sneered, his face full of disdain: "What a useless piece of trash, your methods are not even as good as my daughter's."
At least Dorothy really tied Edmund to the basement. Although she failed in the end, it also proved her methods.
In Luke's opinion, although these people in the research institute are knowledgeable, their actual actions are far inferior to his daughter's.
Seeing them arguing, several other city lords also walked out from the darkness.
They all wore masks. Although they knew each other's identities, they were used to showing themselves in masks on Caster Island.
The mask is not only a disguise, but also a symbol, representing their mysterious status in this dark world.
They stared up at several monitors on the wall.
Outside in the forest, a huge white tiger was moving around carrying a petite ordinary female on its back.
The White Tiger has an agile posture, and each jump is full of power, cleverly avoiding the pursuit of humanoid mechas and aircraft.
The mechas and aircraft fired dazzling attack beams, but Baihu always managed to avoid them at the critical moment.
In the other two pictures, a huge brown bear was making a scene in the auction house, turning the originally bustling and glorious auction house into a mess.
The brown bear's roar seemed to penetrate the screen. It rushed around, and tables and chairs flew over wherever it went. People fled in all directions and the scene was in chaos.
They stared at each other for a while, and someone said in a stern tone: "Who is the female behind 1107? Is she our guest? She looks very unfamiliar."
His voice was full of doubt and vigilance. In his opinion, any factor that might threaten Caster Island must be clarified.
Another person's tone was even worse: "Stop talking about this! Look here, these monitors are all blank, the tentacle has disappeared!"
His voice was filled with fear. He was paying attention to the images of the white tiger and the brown bear, but suddenly found that the image representing the tentacle monster was blank.
They were shocked and speechless. "That tentacle can actually become invisible?! How terrifying! I remember it was S-rank?"
They didn't know that Knox was SS-level, but just knowing that there was an S-level tentacle monster that could become invisible was enough to scare people.
A powerful and invisible enemy may appear next to them at any time but they cannot be detected. This unknown fear makes them all feel insecure.
Several masked men immediately stood up, and one of them said anxiously:
"The situation is not good. We'd better leave first and let the guard team take care of the defense and attack. Let the AI system and mercenaries take care of the pursuit of the suspect."
After saying that, he quickly walked towards the door. The other man strode away with his bodyguards, saying, "First, move the research institute and important goods. Move quickly!"
The voice was urgent, and it was obvious that he had realized the seriousness of the situation. The research institute's information and important products were the core of Caster Island and must not fall into the hands of anyone.
Luke's expression was extremely gloomy under the mask. He gritted his teeth and said:
"Damn it! When that SSS-level guy came to pledge his allegiance with the spiritual fruit, I told you that we can't control such a high-level male and it's best not to accept him. But what about you?
They all contradicted me, saying that as long as they had the inhibitors, everything would be fine. Now? We've been betrayed to the greatest degree in history!"
His words were full of regret and anger. His warnings were ignored by everyone, and now he had to face such a crisis.
Someone strode away, saying, "What's the point of saying this now? Hurry to the backup base. We can't stay here any longer. We have to activate the self-destruct sequence."
There are several bases on Caster Island, hidden on various planets.
As long as these eight city lords are still there, Caster Island will not be destroyed.
Even if something happens to one of the seven city lords, as long as there is still one, Caster Island can continue to exist, because these eight city lords are not fixed, and the loss of one will be immediately replaced.
Caster Island's huge means of making money and advanced technological research have attracted many people's covetousness, and they have no worries about no one joining.
The only worry is that they failed to recruit strong people above S-level. Otherwise, Achill's betrayal and the attacks of Valua and Knox would not have made them so panicked.
The white tiger ran desperately in the forest with Anita on its back, and the dense branches and leaves flew past it, making a rustling sound.
Every time the white tiger leaped powerfully, there was a crisp sound of branches being broken. It breathed heavily and rapidly, and its hot air sprayed on Anita.
Anita hugged the white tiger's neck tightly, the wind whistling in her ears, her hair flying wildly, her eyes full of tension and vigilance, always paying attention to whether there were pursuers around.
After running for an unknown amount of time, the white tiger flexibly shuttled through the forest, using the complex terrain and its own agility to cleverly avoid the tracking mechas.
Finally, they successfully got rid of all the mechas and arrived at the desolate planet area outside the range of Caster Island.
As you step into this area, a hot breath hits you in the face: before you is a vast expanse of wild desert, with golden sand waves flashing dazzling light under the scorching sun, like a golden ocean.
The howling wind swept through, raising dust all over the sky, making it almost impossible to open your eyes.
The climate here is as hot as purgatory, and the sand underfoot is so hot that it seems to melt the soles of shoes.
Looking around, there was no grass, no sign of life on the cracked land, and not even a water source could be seen.
Coming here means they have completely escaped from the area of Caster Island.
Anita's tense nerves finally relaxed a little. She breathed a sigh of relief, her face showing relief at surviving the disaster.
But she knew in her heart that the pursuit might not stop.
Caster Island is powerful and ruthless, and will never let them go easily.
So the white tiger carried Anita on its back and walked through the desert for most of the day until its steps became heavy and its body trembled slightly.
Anrita had a strong mental power. Even though she was far away from Knox and Valua at this moment, she could still clearly sense their coordinates by closing her eyes and feeling quietly.
This wonderful connection is like an invisible thread that binds them together.
As long as she could sense them, Anrita had no worries.
The white tiger, exhausted and with its spiritual sea beginning to surge, slowly transformed back into human form.
Aqir's body twisted and changed in the light, and finally returned to human form.
This time, he took off the mask tiredly, revealing his face with sharp features in front of Anrita.
His face was full of fatigue, but his eyes were full of concern. He asked softly, "Rest for a while. How is the baby in your belly? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Anrita looked at Archer's face with a strange expression and felt a little embarrassed.
Her eyes lingered on his face for a moment and then quickly shifted away, unsure how to respond.
This fate is really wonderful. The super high-level male who has been helping her is actually Achilles.
Their previous interactions had not been pleasant.
I wonder what Aqir’s expression would be when he knew her true identity.
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