Section 9, Conspiracy

Ogre silently nodded. However, his furrowed brow clearly indicated that he did not fully agree with the elder's statement. After hesitating for a few seconds, he still voiced his concerns.

This is not Gerald's fault. Humanity has created civilization, and in doing so, has adorned itself with a series of intangible frameworks such as "status," "rank," and "superiority," which serve to embellish and elevate its own position

The elderly man in the blue light curtain said softly: "Assessing the specific strength of an opponent requires sufficiently detailed intelligence. We know very little about that survivor and can only use his age as a criterion for judgment. At eighteen, he possesses fourth-stage evolutionary abilities... Hehe. What a pity, why isn't he a member of our Hamilton family..." What a pity, why isn't he a member of our Hamilton family..."

The old man glanced at him, his words conveying an undeniable resolve: "Two teams of rattlesnakes are sufficient to deal with a battalion of the federal regular army"

The Earth, in a fixed and rigid manner, continuously alternates between day and night in its rotation. Humanity has evidently grown accustomed to the presence of light and darkness, using them as simple representations of good and evil. However, not everything that appears in the sunlight is entirely an embodiment of justice. Likewise, among those who wander in the night’s fog, there are also demons that harbor compassion for all.

Biologists have long been unable to unravel the secrets of hormone production by the pineal gland. Normally, the vast majority of humans only have one opportunity for evolution throughout their lives. Of course, various types of high-intensity training can also stimulate the pineal gland to produce new hormone allocations. This is particularly true for soldiers who have been active on the front lines for extended periods, a considerable number of whom even possess powerful fifth-order abilities

I have made a mistake once and do not wish to make a second one

The old man's voice was calm, yet filled with a terrifying malice: "He has not entered his identity information into the Census Bureau... In other words, he is now an illegal immigrant. Zhou Yiming could not publicly acknowledge his existence without solid evidence against the library... Time is not on our side... But this is our only chance... Do not forget—killing a person is always much easier than letting him live". Time is not on our side... But this is our only chance... Do not forget—killing a person is always much easier than letting him live

Data scientists never believe in coincidences and chance, yet they are ubiquitous in real life

Zhao Yi was fundamentally unable to bridge the artificial chasm created by the disparity in status. The only thing he could do was to leave with a sense of regret and seek out others listed on the roster who were worthy of his trust

Speaking, the image of the old man projected by the light-guided control device snorted coldly: "However, on the other hand, that young man named Zhao Yi indeed surprises me. Both of the impersonators possess evolutionary abilities above the third level, yet he managed to escape the interrogation room alive... Clearly, his evolutionary points have accumulated to at least the fourth level... or even higher"

Your previous performance was the best disguise

However, all of this must be predicated on the premise that the survivor ensures death

This time, it is not your fault

The officer's uniform had been removed, replaced by a simple black cotton crew-neck T-shirt and a pair of grayish-white canvas pants resembling denim. These items were all purchased from a civilian supermarket located five kilometers south of the military camp. As for the money... when Zhao Yi, pushing a shopping cart filled with various necessities, slowly approached the supermarket exit with a smile and drew his handgun to aim at the cashier, he managed to obtain over two thousand yuan in various denominations from the open cash register.

Perhaps to evade the incessant prying eyes from the doorway, Oger mechanically bent his arms and slowly rose from the chair. The oppressive atmosphere, combined with the chaotic and broken pile of wooden fragments in the center of the room, created a heavy pressure that seemed to envelop him, making even breathing feel somewhat difficult. His expression was completely obscured behind the pale, bloodless skin of his face, leaving no one able to discern his current feelings. Countless spectators cast their gazes, both overt and covert, silently watching as he staggered to turn around and slowly walked into the adjoining side room connected to the office.

The traces of this action are indeed too obvious. The Rattlesnake Squad is affiliated with the Hamilton family, which is not considered a secret within the Earth Federation

After a brief pause, the old man continued, "I have assigned the task to the Rattlesnake Squad. We must find that survivor before Zhou Yiming does and eliminate him"

This is an expansive and desolate plain. The nightfall conceals all entities that cannot emit light. From the perspective of Zhao Yi at the highway embankment, to the north, there are a few small houses that flicker with faint light against the dark night sky

Therefore, we must find him before anyone else does

Eighteen years is enough to change many things. The survivors had anticipated that Gerald might receive a promotion or leave his position, but no one expected that he would now be a general in a high-ranking position

Ogre was taken aback. The words "Fourth Order" seemed to crush his heart like a heavy hammer, and like the sudden roar of thunder in silence, it was deafening and instinctively evoked a sense of fear.

Everyone has channels to verify the authenticity of information, especially those within the system

The old man smiled faintly, his snow-white teeth particularly striking under the blue light: "Gerald is a rude and foolishly brave fellow. I believe many people have overheard your conversation. Keen-eyed reporters will likely take the news of the restructured 81st Division and the survivors as the headline for today's evening news. Of course, for the sake of confidentiality, Zhou Yiming and the federal headquarters will absolutely not acknowledge or explain it. Keen-eyed reporters will likely take the news of the restructured 81st Division and the survivors as the headline for today's evening news. Of course, for the sake of confidentiality, Zhou Yiming and the federal headquarters will absolutely not acknowledge or explain it. As long as that survivor is killed, everything will be regarded as an unrealistic rumor. They cannot publicly punish the Hamilton family because of this; as for private actions... the parliament will not turn against us for a dead man. It should be noted that the Hamilton family owns four mining planets and two agricultural planets. They cannot publicly punish the Hamilton family because of this; as for private actions... the parliament will not turn against us for a dead man. It should be noted that the Hamilton family owns four mining planets and two agricultural planets. Once we refuse to put the produced goods on the market, it will immediately trigger a new round of inflation. By that time, today's baseless news will be our best tool for justification and clarification."

Oger sat dazedly in the chair, every muscle in his body seemingly completely stiff, his frozen facial expression and limbs imprisoning him like a lifeless mummy. There was no need to approach closely to clearly see the cold sweat seeping profusely from his forehead, slowly trickling down his cheeks and soaking the collar of his shirt tightly pressed against his neck. Even the prominent major general insignias on both shoulders appeared to be corroded by this saline liquid, losing their luster. It was as if they were merely two pieces of meaningless cheap decoration.

... ...

He does not possess the formidable presence of Gerald, nor the madness essential to a barbarian. However, in many instances, "reason" can often be easily toppled by "impulse" and "fury," ruthlessly crushed and trampled upon.

The phrases "that child," "reorganized 81st division," and "assassination"... The officers and secretaries keenly captured the key words in the conversation. Due to identity and confidentiality restrictions, the central computer could not grant them access to all available files for inquiry. However, this did not prevent those whose minds were entirely occupied by curiosity from seeking answers in other semi-public documents... By contacting the Western Theater Command, they reviewed recent abnormal data within the military. The scene that once occurred in the interrogation room of the 179th division was soon pieced together from countless information corners, reconstructed into a slightly altered yet fundamentally restored simulated scenario amidst a large accumulation of similar or identical intelligence.

This is not surprising. That old fellow Zhou Yiming has always hoped for someone like this to be alive. The Federation also needs a clearly defined individual to reorganize the 81st Division. Their actions are much swifter than you might imagine; the Capital Guard Division has already dispatched three batches of support troops. The incident involving the 179th Division has caused quite a stir, and the Military Intelligence Headquarters has taken over all the information from the crime scene. Although they cannot find any clues from those two assassins, Zhou Yiming has already concluded—this is the work of our Hamilton family. The incident involving the 179th Division has caused quite a stir, and the Military Intelligence Headquarters has taken over all the information from the crime scene. Although they cannot find any clues from those two assassins, Zhou Yiming has already concluded—this is the work of our Hamilton family.

Even if you do not wish for it, there will be someone who weaves an invisible staircase of thorns for you

Upon hearing this, Oger suddenly raised his head and exclaimed in astonishment, "But those are the most elite family guards. Is there really a need for this?"

Fourteen days have already passed

According to the principle of triangulation, Zhao Yi made a large detour in the wilderness and returned to the area north of the military camp. In addition to his clothes, his backpack now contained enough food and water to last for ten days. He did not want to leave any traces of his presence. As for why he chose this direction, the uncles and elders at Base S12 had entrusted him with a list of personnel he could trust in this world just before they passed away. Among them, the one closest to him was Gerald, who served as the deputy battalion commander of the armored infantry in the "Thorn Flower Legion".

At the moment the door was closed, the stiffness and expression of loss on Oger's face suddenly transformed into a cold smile that bore a hint of feminine malice. He moved his shoulders, which had become somewhat sore from maintaining a fixed position, and reached into the breast pocket of his jacket to retrieve a small, exquisite pen-style electronic remote control. As he pressed down hard on the top black circular button, the remote scene simulator placed in front of the wall also displayed a holographic image enveloped in a pale blue light.

Ogre shook his head: "Even if we can succeed, we must bear the wrath of the Federal Army Headquarters"

He was an elderly man with snow-white hair and a collection of books. Despite his somewhat plump figure, he exuded an air of noble authority and elegance. Illuminated by the guiding light, he sat in a spacious armchair savoring tea, yet his eyes were directed towards the position of Major General Oger, releasing a hint of displeasure.

The difference between a major and a brigadier general is merely one character, yet their statuses are worlds apart. To seek an audience with the former, one merely needs a single word from the messenger. In contrast, the latter entails a myriad of complex and meticulous procedures, as well as the verification of identity and a lengthy wait for confirmation

Gerald has just been to my office

Ogre had already sensed this—there were evidently far more people passing by the door of his unguarded office than usual. They would often pause, whether intentionally or not, casting curious glances to scrutinize the scene inside. These bastards were observing quite closely, not even sparing the wood shavings and debris scattered on the floor. ... It wouldn't be long ... perhaps just a few minutes, and everything that had just occurred here would immediately spread throughout the entire Federal Army headquarters. In the coming days, the head of the Third Planning Department would become the laughingstock in people's conversations upon hearing this news ... incompetent, weak, fool ... One need not actually hear it; just thinking about it was enough to understand that these terms, laden with sarcasm and mockery, would become the new titles they would bestow upon him behind his back.

Relying on the uniform stripped from the major, along with Morvis's identity card, he smoothly exited the interrogation room and left the base of the 179th Division. No one questioned or scrutinized him—Hamilton family's assassination plan was so secretive that no third party was dispatched for support. After confirming Zhao Yi's identity, Morvis also lowered his supervision level to ordinary. The unintentional or intentional actions from both sides ultimately led to this unforeseen outcome. After confirming Zhao Yi's identity, Morvis also lowered his supervision level to ordinary. The unintentional or intentional actions from both sides ultimately led to this unforeseen outcome.

Oger leaned forward slightly and respectfully said, "They seem to have confirmed the identity of that survivor"