Chapter 1048: Chapter 248: Decaying Giant (Part 2)

"Meanwhile, the senior advisers can amass quite a fortune from this."

Lindong commented.

She stood by the window for a minute and thirty seconds after waking up, sorting out the current situation in the Holy City.

Everything was progressing in the direction she anticipated; she had only used the second seat and one sighting of the bizarre demon to leverage the iron alliance formed by the Holy City Council. Now, the Holy City Council, Navy, and pirates each fought their own battles, and even the High-tier Council was not a cohesive unit.

Families represented by senior advisers had begun attempting to turn this incident into their own political bargaining chip.

This is why she dislikes dealing with politicians.

"The Lord of the Holy City knows everything and can do anything, but what He bears is a group of greedy good-for-nothings."

Lindong understands them; once this event entered the political maneuvering phase, the efficiency of the High-tier Council became negligible. Until families obtained the political chips they wanted, no major decisions could be advanced, which would cause the Holy City Navy’s dissatisfaction with the High-tier Council.

The party most eager to launch this expedition is the Holy City Navy; these iron-blooded soldiers wish to gain the favor of the Lord of the Holy City through a war. This would be an opportunity, as they had long had enough of the corrupt and incompetent High-tier Council.

And when Lindong first stood on the opposite side of the High-tier Council, all her dissatisfaction with these incompetents transformed into an inexplicable pleasure.

These humans obviously wield massive resources and are the elite forces within human society, yet like single-celled organisms, they were toyed with so easily by her.

"My God, you are indeed a conspirator!"

Ethan once again developed a new understanding of his girlfriend. It was no wonder Super Little Lintong had warned him in conversations that once Lindong regained the First Seat’s memories, she might become unfamiliar to him.

If it were Lindong from before, she usually expressed her anger and dissatisfaction by sneaking into a High-tier Council family’s territory and turning the current patriarch into a pile of inconspicuous ice shards.

This also made Ethan worry about his future prospects.

Previously, Ethan thought Lindong was already smart enough; many of his small tricks couldn’t fool her eyes. Now, he even suspected that ideas like the "Cat Stew Plan" would be instantly seen through by Lindong as soon as they took form in his mind.

The only good news is, with the restoration of the First Seat identity, Lindong put on airs and did not always think about "attacking" him at night.

"Knock knock, knock knock—!"

Urgent knocking sounds are heard, and the knocker identifies herself, "Dongzi, it’s me!"

Outside the door is Rowena’s voice. The third seat lady has remarkable acceptance ability; after one conversation with Ethan yesterday, she accepted Lindong’s name and decided to adopt the more affectionate nickname "Dongzi." She can tell that the Otherworld journey changed her friend a lot, as the former First Seat would never allow others to call her "Dongzi."

Even members of the High-tier Council know better than to provoke the First Seat; otherwise, they or friends and relatives could suddenly appear in some experimental project’s volunteer list one day.

After Ethan opened the door for Rowena, her eyes widened like searchlights, exploring the room.

When her gaze landed on the hotel sofa, a gratified smile appeared on her face.

Clearly, the First Seat and Ethan know nothing about romance.

This hotel arranged a luxury sofa for them; the sofa could just lie a person, so Ethan undoubtedly spent last night on the sofa!

Rowena prides herself that no one understands the First Seat better than she does; how could her friend possibly get involved with another man without her noticing?

Relieved, Rowena said to Ethan, "Spicy chicken thigh burger with fries, please."

"This isn’t a restaurant."

Lindong glanced at Rowena, "The buffet on the third floor is a service included with the room."

She was a little displeased.

Did Ethan look like a chef?

The chicken thigh burger, fries, and strawberry sundae should have been prepared for her. Yesterday, Rowena already took advantage of her conversation with the Speaker to have a meal; today, there is a vague sense of taking advantage again.

"Not as good as spicy chicken thigh burgers!"

Rowena filled with anticipation sat at the dining table, casually complained, "Early this morning, the matters of the Origin Society have killed a lot of my brain cells!"

Only in front of the similar kind, rather than facing a bunch of monkeys, would she speak in such a humanized tone.

"The society expressed regret over the second seat’s ordeal, and then proposed needing someone to fill his position. You know, both the families and the High-tier Council value that position; someone hopes the society will decide on the second seat candidate within three days."

The hospital’s results almost pronounced the second seat’s "death sentence."

Due to the meltdown of the brain implants, although he survived the attack, even after recovery, he would only become a drooling invalid.

Despite offering plenty of help in the past hundred years, now it’s time to say goodbye to this "old steward."

The Holy City’s sanatorium will take good care of the former second seat’s prolonged life as an eternal being, while everyone else should look forward.

"According to the society’s customary rules, when the second seat is vacant, it’s supposed to be me stepping in."

Of course, this unwritten rule is nominal only.

Because ever since the Origin Society was established, there has never been such a situation where a seat was vacated due to an eternal being suffering an attack.

"The High-tier Council definitely won’t want you to replace his seat."

Lindong said leisurely.

"Yes, not politically correct enough."

Rowena sighed deeply, she didn’t care much about the second seat per se, but thinking that the people originally ranked after her would for "political" reasons step above her makes her extremely annoyed. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

The Origin Society should determine seats based on ability; Lindong stands before her and that she acknowledges. The former second seat barely received her approval due to seniority, but at least those ranked behind her... they can still compete today all because they are blessed by her biotechnology.

"But, I’m not here today to discuss these vexing matters with you."

Rowena shook her head, soon regained her composure.

Dumping emotional junk onto a friend is not what geniuses do; she heard about the near conflict between the Ministry of Justice and the pirates, instantly realizing the biggest clue of the whole event, "You haven’t noticed that the Lord of the Holy City didn’t do anything this time?"

He understands better than anyone the High-tier Council’s corruption and incompetence; because of this, Rowena thinks the Lord of the Holy City won’t allow these families to turn the important grand expedition into a boring political game.

Rowena deeply observed her friend; in this political game about the second seat, Lindong was the only one in the society not affected.

And Lindong always leads everyone a step ahead.

If even she realizes the fact of the Lord of the Holy City’s "inaction," then Lindong must be the first to notice this matter.

However, Lindong remains silent.

Rowena’s expression became more severe, "This means there is something more important than the expedition for the Lord of the Holy City right now."

She couldn’t help but glance at Ethan; compared to the bizarre demons wreaking havoc in the First Special District, this chef adept in flour elements appears as the biggest threat to the Holy City. After a whole night of thinking meditation, she developed a new understanding of the "flour element."

"Senzi, truthfully ’flour element’ was just a name you’ve coined casually." She paused, spoke her thoughts, "The principles and physical laws behind it aren’t important; what matters is you think it can make pizza and burgers."

After an entire night, Rowena unexpectedly voiced the same judgment as Lindong.

"I need to ask you something, answer honestly."

Lindong spoke.

"Hmm?"

"In any of your laboratories, is there currently any experiment related to the Otherworld being conducted?"

"No, why ask this..." Suddenly Rowena realized, "If someone wants to seize this opportunity to ascend to the second seat, they must present convincing research results... then whoever is conducting such an experiment, you’ll find them!"

She was in disbelief, "My god, you are tackling the Origin Society!"

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