Pretending To Be A Boss-Chapter 477 - 84: Xi He the Organizer_2

"Don't understand, when the entire fortress descends into chaos, is that beneficial for the evolution zone?" Tang Feiji asked.

"When chaos arises, people find it hard to notice who is missing from the city. Of course, that's secondary. If things go as I have in mind, wouldn't the chaos in Lincoln Fortress be a good thing for the Myriad Beasts?"

Tang Xian headed toward the convenience store; his mask was gone, and he needed to purchase a few different styles of masks to keep on hand.

The Gotham District wasn't much different, crime uniforms were in no short supply.

Along the way, similar scenes were common.

In reality, Tang Xian wasn't completely certain about his conjecture regarding the leader of the evolution zone being the Myriad Beasts.

Zhuo He was a Myriad Beasts who considered itself capable of ruling over humankind.

Its ambitions lay beyond the courthouse, which is why, all these years, the court had never mastered the technology to control the transportation cracks.

Because Zhuo He didn't want the people of the court meddling in its dominance.

However, if the leader of the evolution zone was also a Myriad Beasts, then the certainty of the Pyramid's absolute safety might not stand.

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The next day, Song Que woke up on the experimental apparatus.

Today in this SSS-level laboratory, he would meet a leader-level figure of the evolution zone.

To deal with this leader, Song Que contemplated a lot, but ultimately failed to figure it out.

According to Diana's description, this leader seemed to have no weaknesses.

All he could do was let Diana provide him with as much information as possible within her authority.

Although the First Fortress's overall strength was below that of Lincoln Fortress, Lincoln Fortress wouldn't dare to wage war against the First Fortress, either.

Song Que wasn't worried for his safety; even if he couldn't take down the evolution zone, he intended to find a way to leave this place with all its secrets alive.

Later in the day, Song Que instructed Diana to step down.

He hoped to still make use of the female Hypnotist in the future.

Currently, he waited quietly, continuing to pretend to be a brainwashed experiment candidate.

The hatch slowly opened.

The person who entered wore a white laboratory dust suit and thick glasses and appeared to be in his forties.

Song Que only glanced at these scenes out of the corner of his eye.

"Is this the leader of the evolution zone?"

As Song Que thought this, he quickly dismissed the possibility.

Because, without his notice, a voice had emerged behind him.

"Dr. Chen, you may leave. I can take it from here."

A young man's voice—it sounded somewhat familiar to Song Que.

Upon closer thought, he found it bore some resemblance to Tang Xian's voice.

Dr. Chen was the middle-aged man wearing the white dust suit.

He nodded, his gaze filled with reverence as he left the laboratory.

As the hatch closed again, the voice spoke:

"If you're more comfortable in that position, I don't mind, but your disguise is too clumsy. Please be more forthright."

Song Que was taken aback; this person must have come in with Dr. Chen. But he hadn't sensed the other's presence at all.

And he had so readily seen through his disguise?

"Don't be surprised. My ability, or perhaps my talent, differs from what you imagine. I am not the same kind as you."

It was as if he knew what Song Que was thinking, and that voice consistently maintained an extremely stable rhythm.

To Song Que, it felt even more like Tang Xian.

Song Que reacted quickly; continuing the ruse would be a waste of time. He slowly descended from the apparatus, turned around, and his gaze fell upon the speaker.

In the dim backlight of the experiment apparatus, the person leaned casually against the wall, seeming very laid-back.

His face wore a faint smile, mechanically so, as if it was a very professional smile.

Even though the voice and rhythm of speech evoked a sense of déjà vu, he had never actually seen this face before.

Yet, the sense of familiarity persisted.

This was like meeting a stranger who somehow felt like an old acquaintance.

Twenty-odd years old, about the same age as Song Que.

He wore a sharp suit, and if he had donned a top hat, one could easily associate him with a court magician fond of opulence.

The man's face bore a three-part resemblance to Tang Xian; it evoked a similarity, yet the differences were substantial.

Put simply—he was more handsome than Tang Xian.

Song Que asked:

"Are you the leader of the Evolutionary District?"

"Yes, the entire Evolutionary District, all the fortress branches, and the headquarters here, are all under my supreme command. On our first meeting, you may refer to me as Xi He. Of course, this is just a codename." Xi He remained very calm.

Song Que frowned.

Xi He?

The ancient Goddess of Time?

Why would a man use such a name?

"Don't dwell on it, I've already said that this is merely a codename. I have other equivalents with different codenames, though you're unlikely to meet them. Let's make our conversation more efficient."

Song Que, puzzled, watched Xi He activate the communicator and then casually said:

"Kill Diana."

After speaking, he turned off the communicator.

"Isn't she one of your subordinates?" Song Que exclaimed in surprise.

He hadn't expected this person to order the execution of a subordinate so nonchalantly.

"As a Hypnotist who failed to successfully brainwash you, she's lost her value. Moreover, your breathing suggests that the muscle relaxant in your body has been neutralized by an antidote. When I returned, Diana happened to be on leave, which is all too coincidental."

Xi He continued:

"Mr. Song Que, you are a very rare individual, and I hope to persuade you to join us. Brainwashing is of little use to you, but drugs could erase your memory. However, I would prefer not to resort to that."

"Join you?"

"Yes, joining us will help unlock the mysteries within you, and you would also gain a strong support. For the Song Family, what they could get is assistance from powerful experimental subjects."

Song Que didn't rush to argue but pretended to bargain instead:

"The Judgment Knights are much stronger than your experimental subjects."

Xi He shook his head and said:

"The Judgment Knights are merely transitional units, inferior machines."

A strange feeling welled up inside him.

Song Que was not stupid; he and Tang Xian had come to a similar conclusion. Based on the information provided by Diana, he was even more certain of its correctness.

The leader, that is, Xi He, should be the Mythical Zhuo He.

After meeting Zhuo He, Song Que was no longer surprised to encounter the Mythical Zhuo He among humans.

However, the impression Xi He gave him suddenly made Song Que feel that Xi He was not Zhuo He.

"As far as I know, the Evolutionary District's operations have not expanded to the thirty-ninth fortress, and you have no idea how to manufacture Judgment Knights," Song Que said.

"I don't need to prove anything to you, it's just a waste of time. You only need to understand that Judgment Knights are obsolete, a transitional tool before humanity takes the next step."

"What is the next stage?"

Xi He seemed very accommodating. Whatever Song Que asked, he answered seriously. Presumably, he really wanted to win over Song Que.

"Naturally, it is evolution. The consistent theme of the Evolutionary District is evolution. The birth of tyrants is a form of evolution."

"But I surely don't have the potential to become a tyrant, so your reason for bringing me to the Evolutionary District can't be anything other than my father offering a hefty sum to help me recover my talent, right?"

"Your talent cannot be restored; that's one of the fundamental rules of Order, but it can be transplanted."

Xi He's tone was indifferent, but Song Que felt a chill down his spine.

Talent transplant?

"How is it transplanted?"

"Naturally, by taking the talent from someone else's body. What else did you think is the reason for our multitude of ten-talented experimental subjects?"

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Song Que was shocked.

Xi He continued:

"I believe humans also have this puzzle; some people with various talents have only a few gifts, while others with no merits possess several talents.

The difference in their status is vast, making the criteria for judging human talent in this world one-dimensional.

But we can solve this problem. Talent is a high-level ability bestowed upon humanity by the Orderers, a minuscule program. Humans haven't mastered the method to alter this program, but we have."

"You speak as if you're not human," Song Que said.

The smile on Xi He's face deepened, and his indifferent eyes conveyed a divine rationality as he softly said:

"Of course I'm not human, I am your creator."

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I sincerely apologize; explosive updates will come tomorrow. I promise at least six new chapters tomorrow. I was really too tired today. I've been working on this chapter since ten in the morning, arranging the climax of the next big battle with the first Orderer. Since it's a chapter filling gaps, it took me a long time to think, and I've only managed to squeeze out so few words up to now. There will be longer chapters tomorrow, for certain. Allow me to rest today.