Life Game In Other World
Chapter 1174: Formula (Two More for Monthly Votes)

Chapter 1174: Chapter 1174: Formula (Two More for Monthly Votes)

"Didn’t you say there’s the most advanced security system by the Federation inside?"

Borek watched him heading straight towards the silent villa and casually asked.

"There’s one more thing I didn’t mention,"

Weiken raised his hand and glanced at the biometric device of the villa, "This villa belongs to me."

A shadow cloaked in a black trench coat handed a bracelet over to him. He manipulated the bracelet, then strode forward, approaching the tightly closed gates, "Now, it’s time to retrieve what’s mine."

...

"To be honest, your boss is a complete idiot."

In the center of the spacious and bright hall, a simple city sand table was placed, with several figures in security force uniforms gathered around it. One of the figures with a scarred face looked towards the tall and thin one across and mocked.

"Ha, your boss is the idiot."

The tall and thin figure retorted mockingly.

"Stop it, both of you,"

A chubby figure interjected, "If you ask me, all your bosses are idiots."

"You motherf—"

The scarred face immediately rolled up his sleeves.

"Guys,"

Another man with a broad face lit a cigarette, "Why don’t we pull some people back to protect us?"

"Aren’t there quite a few people in this villa already? Plus the security system from the Evis Spatial System. Not even a fly could get in,"

the tall man laughed, "More importantly, who’s to blame when all our cowardly bosses kept pulling teams from the east and west, leaving us with hardly anyone?"

"Sigh, indeed idiots."

The broad-faced man flicked off his cigarette butt, expressing his opinion.

"If you ask me,"

the man with the scarred face turned back, spat out, "That old bastard Weiken is the idiot. If he hadn’t arranged for people to surround the Federal Bureau of Investigation Building, would we be so short on manpower now?"

Bang—

The tightly closed door was kicked open, and the abrupt gunshot noise accompanied the swinging door into the hall.

"Gentlemen,"

a figure shrouded in a greatcoat emerged from beyond the door, wearing a bowler hat. He looked towards everyone in the hall, then removed his hat, revealing an aging face with a smile, "Who did you say was an idiot?"

A group of menacing figures in black flooded in behind him, encircling everyone in the hall.

"Weiken, you old bastard, weren’t you arrested?"

The man with the scarred face looked at Weiken and mocked, "How did you crawl out of the sewer?"

Hum—

A flash of silver sword light, and bright red blood gushed from the sliced neck, splattering onto the sand table, decorating the cheeks of those present.

The head of the man with the scarred face dropped to the ground as his body fell backward.

The figure in black standing next to the scarred-faced man extended his tongue to lick the blood off his lips, then retracted the blade and withdrew back into the crowd.

"Gentlemen,"

Weiken’s gaze swept over the people in the hall, and he smiled, "Now, who did you say was an idiot?"

"I am the idiot, I’m the idiot,"

the chubby man raised his blood-splattered hands, tremblingly spoke.

"Lord Weiken, we are idiots."

Subsequently, everyone around raised their hands, tremblingly spoke.

"What a bunch of incompetents,"

Weiken sighed, moving towards the sand table glistening with blood, "So this is Minte City."

He lifted his head to sweep his gaze over the trembling figures around him, "Now, I take over personally as the Commander for all security forces of Note Intelligence and West Steel. Do you accept that?"

"This."

The figures looked at each other, hesitant.

At this moment, the figure in black standing behind them already drew their swords.

"We accept, we accept,"

the chubby man hastily said with a grin, "Mister Weiken was originally the CEO of Note Intelligence in Minte City, well-known for years of charitable deeds and high reputation, it’s most fitting for you to lead us. The security forces were meant to be managed by you all along."

"Exactly, exactly,"

the other figures around quickly echoed.

"Mister Weiken should take control of the security forces."

"Mister Weiken, we’ve always been waiting for you."

"Mister Weiken, that damned Suote actually tied you up and took you into the Federal Bureau of Investigation Building, we were just planning how to storm in and rescue you."

"Exactly, didn’t you see? We were discussing just that here, and it was this guy here, soon to be a dead guy, he always opposed us. God knows how annoying he’s been. Had you not arrived, we were about to take him out ourselves."

"Exactly, Mister Weiken, you are Minte City’s sunshine. With you here, the sky clears up."

...

"Enough!"

Weiken raised his hand, cutting off their remarks, and said calmly, "Call your troops back."

The entire hall instantly quieted down, with people exchanging glances, seemingly hesitant.

"Those trash behind you can give you,"

Weiken lowered his head and said calmly, "I can give you the same, and even more. They still need to fight and seize the position of leader to fulfill their promises to you. Whereas I, inherently, am the leader of this city."

He swept his gaze across their faces, "I’m offering you a chance to follow me now."

The crowd looked at each other, seemingly tempted.

Just then, a tall and thin man in the crowd suddenly stood up and said quickly, "Mister Weiken, you are indeed impressive, but I’m sorry, my boss for me..."

Hum—

A flash of silver sword light.

The figure in black licked the blood from the blade, then sheathed the blade back.

The tall and thin man’s head and body fell separately to the ground.

This time, blood even spattered on Weiken’s coat, but he remained calm, untouched, continuing to gaze at the people, "Gentlemen, your consideration time is over."

"I’m calling right now, making the call right now,"

the man with the broad face immediately said.

"Mister Weiken, I need to take a leak."

A figure quickly spoke.

The figure in black behind him took a step forward.

Upon hearing this footstep, the figure immediately said, "Mr. Weiken, I don’t need to pee anymore, don’t need to pee anymore, I’ll make the call right away."

Weiken glanced at the black-clad figure who had come out, who, despite the figure’s change in tune, did not step back but seemed tempted as he gripped the scabbard.

The shadow in the black trench coat standing beside Weiken waved his hand, and the figure in black hesitated before stepping back.

Behind the crowd, a red-haired man leaned against the door frame, lit a cigarette, and watched all this with a smile.

After those security forces officers had finished making calls one by one, Weiken glanced at the black trench coat figure beside him.

The figure in the black trench coat nodded and made a gesture.

The surrounding figures in black immediately withdrew and stood guard at the door.

And the figure in the black trench coat stood calmly at the doorway.

Weiken turned and looked at the red-haired man leaning against the door frame and said calmly, "Follow me."

Then he turned his head and, without paying attention to the quivering officers around him, walked past the blood and corpses on the ground towards a side door in the hallway, opened it, and entered the corridor behind it.

"These lunatics from the Church of Chaos."

The two walked forward for tens of meters, and Weiken coldly said.

"I thought you were going to show your Thunder hand."

Borek laughed.

"I just wanted them to teach those guys a lesson, not to kill them,"

Weiken’s face was ice-cold, "With those two dead, their troops have gone completely out of control, and we have a few less hands ourselves."

"Isn’t it quite normal to encounter some issues when conspiring with a tiger?"

Borek glanced at Weiken and said offhandedly.

"These maniacs."

Weiken took a deep breath and stopped in front of a wall.

"I thought you would have me stay over there to prevent the Church of Chaos from killing a few more officers."

Borek asked with a smile.

"The one in the trench coat still has some Reason, can keep people under control,"

Weiken pressed his hand on the wall and said coldly, "Even if he can’t, my life is more precious than those idiots outside."

"Well, you are genuinely fearful of death,"

Borek shrugged his shoulders, lit a cigarette, and continued to ask, "So you think you can secure your authority with just this small security force?"

"I’m still the CEO of Note Intelligence,"

Weiken said calmly, "I have the military forces in my hand; both the name and muscle are in my control, what can those useless ones do to compete with me?"

Hum——

As he spoke, the wall in front of him suddenly receded and then slid to the side, revealing a narrow study with a bookshelf and a desk.

Weiken walked straight into the study chamber, with Borek following curiously behind him.

Soon, Weiken approached the desk and raised his hand to press on the side of the desk.

Click——

With a soft click, a compartment in the wall beside the desk opened, revealing a safe within.

Weiken placed his hand on the safe, verified his identity, and opened it.

Several black, oblong items appeared in Borek’s field of view.

Weiken took out all the oblong items, a total of five, in a rectangular style. He kept one and handed Borek the other four,

"These four are encrypted hardware wallets, containing cryptocurrencies worth 7 million, 6 million, 8.5 million, and 3.5 million federal coins respectively, totaling twenty-five million. The exchange rate isn’t fixed, but it should be about that amount. This is your down payment."

"Okay,"

Borek took the four hardware wallets with a smile, "I didn’t expect you to actually pay."

"Do you think I got to where I am today solely by betrayal and murder?"

Weiken looked at Borek and laughed, "In business, reputation is very important."

"So our deal is to help you return to the top of the two major consortia. Now that you’ve taken control of the security forces, it’s more or less like you’re back at the top of the consortia,"

Borek looked at the Elderly man in front of him, "Shouldn’t you be paying in full now?"

"I haven’t completely secured control yet,"

Weiken shook his head, "Our agreement hasn’t ended yet."

Borek raised an eyebrow, looked at him, and didn’t say much.

"Can you help me by stopping others from coming in from outside?"

At this moment, Weiken continued to speak.

"Alright."

Borek knew he wanted to get rid of him and walked directly out of the chamber.

Hum——

Almost the moment he stepped out of the chamber, the door behind him slowly closed.

Borek leaned against the wall, fiddling with the hardware wallet in his hand.

The villa was well soundproofed, everything fell silent, and no sound came from behind the wall.

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Inside the chamber, Weiken looked up at the closed chamber door, raised his hand, and pressed it against the bookshelf beside him.

Subsequently, the bookshelf slowly opened up, revealing a room with a small bed inside.

Weiken entered this inner chamber room and closed the chamber door integrated with the bookshelf.

Then he raised his wristband, connected to the chamber network, and made a call, quickly saying, "Sir, I have now taken control of all the remaining security forces."

"Good,"

A calm voice sounded from the wristband, "You’ve come this far, now I can go to the Wester Steel board and tell them to put you temporarily in charge of Wester Steel in Minte City. You’ve done well, and after this is finished, I will nominate you for the board."

"Thank you, sir,"

Weiken nodded, "I will arrange everything."

"By the way,"

The voice from the wristband sounded again, followed by a ’hum——’, a message was sent to Weiken’s wristband, "If you really encounter an obstacle, you can try to ’negotiate’ with Suote."

"What’s this?"

Weiken looked at the message on the wristband.

"A friend asked me to pass this to you, something that will ’interest’ Suote—the secret formula for ’Talent Sequence 177: The Synergist’."

The calm voice spoke slowly.