Chapter 356 Work Report

The first person to report the progress of the work was Nello Bacchus, who was responsible for leading a group of retired soldiers who were full of resentment and indignation.

"Report to the commander!" This man who was once a private in the 5th Musketeer Regiment of the Berkshire Brigade still had not gotten rid of the habits of the army. When reporting to the commander, he had to stand up straight, hold his head high, and shout to report.

"According to your instructions, all the parts from the South Bank Industrial Zone branch have been transferred to the main factory, and we have been working overtime to assemble the remaining inventory parts!"

"Forty percent of the shares have been delivered by my believers to the three teams of radicals who have been contacted in advance. According to the results of the meeting between me and the leaders of the three parties, they will launch an armed revolution at the agreed time."

"Twenty percent of the shares have also been disrupted and dispersed, and placed deep in the warehouses of various military factories of the same industry together with the knowledge of resistance you wrote. No one has noticed the whole process."

"Twenty percent of the shares have also quietly flowed into the black market. The receivers are all well-known black market weapons dealers. I believe they will be able to sell most of the weapons on hand before the Anti-Suppression Bureau tracks them down."

"And the most important 20% of the shares, that is, the batch of sacred weapons containing the power of forging blades, also All have been buried in the place you specified. "

Nelobax continued:

"But there is one thing that is not planned, I need to confess to you... Before the meeting started, I couldn't control myself and took a nap. "

"But this was not my original intention, nor was it because I was too tired recently, but an irresistible powerful existence led me into the dream. "

"I saw the raging flames burning like blood, I saw the huge furnace beating like a heart, and I saw the great protester who was as hot as magma. "

"The great man seemed to have misunderstood something and attributed the credit of today's riot in the House of Lords to me, saying that the struggle and change I planned were very good, and he was willing to guide me across the Stag Gate and be promoted to a master of the Golden General lineage. "

"Oh, there is such a good thing?" The young man did not open his mouth, but a hoarse and low voice directly resounded in the minds of everyone at the round table.

"So what's the price?"

Nelobax shook his head slowly and said, "There is no price. The Great One doesn't even need me to submit to him, nor does he need me to offer my loyalty and life, let alone require me to completely believe in the Golden General."

"The Great One only has one small condition... That is, I must destroy the colonel's followers without any reservation when I meet them in the future."

"But the riot in the House of Lords today was planned entirely by you, sir. I think it would be inappropriate if I were to take credit for this." Nelobax asked hesitantly and with a little struggle, "I don't know if you are What do you think? Do I need to inform the Great One about the details of this matter? ? ? "

The young man smiled happily and said, "Of course not!"

"I proposed this plan, but you, Nero, are the real executor. You deserve to be promoted to the Master of Blades."

"You must know that the Master is the real beginning of the road to the Invisible Art!"

"Besides, after being promoted to the Master of the Golden General, your strength will surely improve by leaps and bounds. Whether it is for you, for me, for your ideals, or for the future of the club, it is the most reasonable and long-term decision for you to bear this credit!"

Nero Bacchus looked at the sincere smile on the face of the son of the superior.

I just felt that compared with the faint smile of the superior in the past, the smile of the superior at this moment seemed to have a little more joy from the heart, so I thought this should also be the true thought of the superior.

Finally, a soothing smile appeared on his face. He nodded heavily and said, "I understand, sir! I will agree to the conditions of the great man, be promoted to the master under the command of the Golden General, and pursue the way of resistance and change!"

"Report completed!" Nero Bacchus sat back in his seat.

The young man turned his head to the white-haired girl closest to his seat, and the third eye on his forehead blinked slightly. His young face smiled kindly like an old father, "Little Anna, how is your work done?"

"Father, I have followed your instructions and disguised myself as a newsboy running around the city, distributing a small part of the guns made by Mr. Nero and others to those hopeless people living in dire straits. The resentment in their hearts that is so painful that they want to destroy themselves is as conspicuous as a moving iceberg in my eyes." Anna pointed to her snow-white eyes. Since she inhaled the emerald smoke rising from the burning dark green firewood according to her father's instructions, her five senses seemed to have undergone some changes.

Her sense of smell seemed to be able to smell the pain in people's hearts... It was a bitter and sour smell, like bitter melon and coptis root crushed into juice and then mixed with rotten blood and bile and frozen into ice. Whenever she passed by these, Anna couldn't help but wrinkle her nose.

Her vision seemed to be able to see the resentment in people's hearts... It was a cold and thick color, like a bunch of gloomy gray and white clouds lingering on the foreheads of mortals.

Her sense of touch seemed to be able to detect the sorrow that mortals buried deep in their hearts and were unwilling to tell. Those scenes that little Anna only felt ridiculous seemed to flash through her mind quickly with physical contact.

However, little Anna rarely uses this ability. She doesn't like to come into contact with those dirty mortals. It will only make her unable to control the desire for destruction in her heart and want to kill all these disgusting guys in front of her.

"While delivering newspapers, I also sealed the secret knowledge written by my father with a small piece of ice to hide the obvious power fluctuations, and then put it into books in different used bookstores."

"As of today, Anna has distributed a total of twenty-three weapons to awaken grief, and has sealed and spread thirteen pages of secret knowledge!"

"That's right! Father, I have already given the letters you asked me to prepare to other letter boys to deliver. And don't worry, that dirty little kid with a runny nose all day long will never report us. , after all, he has...hehe."

Anna raised her little head and looked into her father's eyes, as if she was waiting for his father's praise... Hehe, father, why don't you praise me quickly!

The boy, or the eyes on the boy's forehead, obviously noticed the girl's desire for approval, and controlled the young body to reach out and stroke the girl's supple head, "Well done, little Anna is great!"

Emma, ​​who knew everything about the past, looked at the hypocritical love between father and daughter/brother and sister, and almost felt sick to her stomach, and there was a subtle hint of disdain in the depths of her eyes.

But the slight change in this moment was obviously caught by the young man's keen third eye. He slowly turned his head and looked at the girl who had learned to maintain a false smile. He also showed the same false and indifferent smile and said:

"What about you Emma, ​​how is your recent work going?"

"It seems that until now, I haven't noticed that you have completed the preparations for establishing the Secret Cult?"

"Have you forgotten the order I gave you before?"

At first glance, the young man's smile seemed as warm and harmonious as a ray of spring sunshine, but the girl suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill, as if there were countless thin and dense needles mixed in with the other person's words, seeping into them. Her pores pierced into her bone marrow... It was a severe pain like a thousand arrows piercing the heart!