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Chapter 475 - 411: Last Place and Second to Last

Chapter 475: Chapter 411: Last Place and Second to Last

The King of Nightmares departed very peacefully.

After the red-haired chief, who had just freed her hands, followed her own trail into the sixth level of nightmare, she was sensed by the chief of the Scorpio Bureau who traced the scent and came over.

Faced with the two righteous Zodiac Bureau Chiefs teaming up against him, the King of Nightmares, completely shattered by Leon, didn’t even think of struggling and directly offered himself up, getting sliced into nightmare bits by the furious red-haired chief on the spot.

"Edward!!!"

After dealing with the King of Nightmares, the culprit, and carefully cutting him into bits and burning them to prevent short-term revival, the red-haired chief unhappily said to the Scorpio Bureau Chief:

"You helped settle the nightmares brought by the King of Nightmares, I owe you for that, and I’ll repay you in the future for sure, but what about the [Dream-Eater Mutant Shell]? The trouble those bugs caused, whose account are they on?"

"Oh, please, you don’t owe me anything."

After raising his hand to make a stop gesture, the tall, thin Scorpio Bureau Chief smirked coldly:

"Remember, we don’t even have a friendship worth a single Copper Wheel. This time it’s a straightforward transaction!

I came to help you this time, and at the end of the year, you owe me a bow! This deal is guaranteed by three directors, you crazy woman, don’t even think of welching!"

Tsk... figured it wouldn’t be that easy to fool him...

Seeing the tall, thin man easily deciphering her undertones and leaving no room for ambiguity, the red-haired chief clicked her tongue, her eyes darting quickly as she tried to justify:

"There’s no need for emphasis there! My credit is reliable... But what about those bugs?"

"..."

Upon hearing the red-haired chief’s question, the corners of the tall, thin man’s mouth twitched fiercely.

What about those bugs... I’d like to ask you!

With ordinary dream fragmentation alone, [Dream-Eater Mutant Shell] can breed over a billion within thirty hours, and now directly thrown into the River of Dreams by your people, it can spawn billions in half a day! In less than three days, the number will exceed the total humans combined!

Even if they can only live for a week, they’ll die after a week, but tens of billions of [Dream-Eater Mutant Shell] is enough to ravage half of the dream realm, further gnawing into reality, making it impossible for anyone worldwide to dream for a week!

Dammit! No wonder they’re summoned by you, acting just as crazy!

Hmm? Looking at his expression... maybe there’s a way? Could I perhaps dodge the bowing part?

Noticing the stiff expression of the tall, thin man, the red-haired chief narrowed her fox-like eyes slightly, then said seriously:

"I just took a closer look; those [Dream-Eater Mutant Shell] have unusually high quality! The initial batch clearly split after consuming a part of the King of Nightmares, with an alarmingly high status.

Subsequent new bugs are relatively fragile and still manageable on the dream realm side, but the few hundred bugs that consumed the King of Nightmares, besides the True God, likely can’t be dealt with by anyone in the entire dream realm, and are already unstoppable.

Edward, while I appreciate your assistance, this time your measures were a bit too excessive. The impact of what we hold is too great; when deploying it, one must consider the consequences, rather than recklessly..."

"Ha? Me, not considering consequences?"

Pointing his finger at his own nose, the tall, thin man laughed angrily at the red-haired chief’s words.

"Olivia, you didn’t think it was me who threw those [Dream-Eater Mutant Shell] up there, did you?"

"???"

It wasn’t you?

Upon hearing the tall, thin man’s rebuttal, the red-haired chief was slightly stunned.

[Dream-Eater Mutant Shell] is a numbered-level anomaly managed by your Scorpio Branch, personally brought by you. If you didn’t throw it up there, was it me...? Oh my, Leon?!!!

Suddenly encountering another possibility, the red-haired chief swiftly turned her head, gazing at the silently standing Leon nearby, who seemed unusually "well-behaved," and her heart sank.

I thought it was Edward causing trouble, turns out our side was the mastermind?

Even if the harm of [Dream-Eater Mutant Shell] is relatively low, causing no fatalities and being quite subtle, it’s still a ’world-level’ anomaly out-of-control event, and we’re surely going to be roasted by the bureau!

I had thought, with Edward being the one throwing the bugs, the Scorpio Branch would definitely rank last at the end of the year, and our Virgo Branch would be second to last at most, but now, having just started the new year, we can lock in the last place again?

I... I...

...

I suddenly feel... this kid’s talent might be extraordinarily strong, but it may not be as promising as it looks...

Glancing at her old rival whose expression seemed to be crumbling, the Scorpio Bureau Chief glanced at the uprightly standing Leon with a sense of empathy.

Though the incident wasn’t his doing, as the one who brought the anomaly, he certainly cannot shirk responsibility either.

When the main bureau conducts performance evaluations at year-end, Olivia’s Virgo Branch will undoubtedly rank last, but my Scorpio Bureau might rank only slightly higher than her, definitely bottoming out this year, which is truly...

Not to be enjoyed.

For such talents, although highly capable, who bring chaos just as grandiose, they’re better left to Olivia!

"Farewell!"

A bit taken aback by Leon’s level of troublemaking, deeply shocked, the Scorpio Bureau Chief didn’t even mention "spoils". Packing away his dolls, tokens, rapiers, and other anomalous items, he picked up the suitcase and left.

"By the way, remember to bow to me at the end of the year! Last place! Haha"

"..."

"Uh, I can actually explain..."

Seeing the increasingly dangerous expression of her own chief, the now sobered Leon coughed, bravely explaining:

"You remember my ability to be immune to harm by drinking enough alcohol, right? The cost of using that ability is greatly slowed brain function, and it becomes hard to control one’s behavior.

The King of Nightmares caught me at that time and used the mirrored crown on its head to excavate the scenario I least wanted to appear from my mind and played it directly, claiming it would eternally loop this nightmare on me, and then I couldn’t hold back... so..."

Couldn’t hold back, ended up bringing our bureau to last place, huh?

Seeing the weary-looking Leon, his eyes slightly red as if having been stimulated in some way, the red-haired chief sighed softly.

Forget it... Leon has really done his best this time.

Although he expanded the disaster thirtyfold, making the impact world level instead of national, having the world unable to dream for a long period is better than allowing the King of Nightmares to harvest fear on a grand scale after descending.

Thus, his handling can’t be called wrong, even credited with some merit, but alas, at the end of the year, my name will again be carved on the pillar of shame...

"Alright... Just make sure to write all of this in the report."

Imagining the end-of-year evaluation when not only taking last place but also publicly bowing to the arch-enemy, the red-haired chief couldn’t help but feel heartache, then weakly instructed:

"However, don’t write about your ability, don’t state that it was intentional; change it to an extremely urgent situation at that time, where the King of Nightmares might break free from control at any moment, and you took drastic measures to protect the citizens of the capital from being affected.

Additionally, remember to mention you couldn’t figure out the effects of [Dream-Eater Mutant Shell], Edward didn’t make it clear, leading to misjudgment under pressure, hmm... try to implicate him as much as possible...

Oh right, what about this Snow Woman? Are we not dealing with her together?"