Mystery Paradise: Wishing Power Demon
Chapter 324 - 323 Evolution

Chapter 324: Chapter 323 Evolution

Bang!

With a dull thud, the iron door to the VIP room was smashed open, and a fist-thick metal plate was forcibly indented, forming a large hole from the heavy impact.

Only then did Wilson Longjiu put down his wine glass and slowly walked out of the room.

A thick smell of gunpowder immediately assaulted the nostrils.

To him, this was not only unobjectionable but even somewhat enjoyable. He took a deep breath, allowing the scent of powder to fully permeate his lungs.

The door had been opened by a six-legged transport machine, its body almost perfectly filling the entire corridor.

"Where did you find this thing?" Longjiu patted the machine’s steel joints.

’It was found in the lower levels of the restricted shell, probably left behind from previous construction.’ The machine emitted a rough, vibrating sound. It wasn’t speaking with a throat, but rather through the vibration of several reed plates producing a synthesized voice frequency, ’The core of the Panlogical Machine has been obtained, and I have taken control of Glaik Academy’s defense system. It’s time to leave.’

"I’m curious, are you Kosmos, or are you a new entity?"

’Neither. Only after assimilating this core does the possibility of a truly myriad machines and souls become real; but it is also not merely me, for I have grasped some of Ninata’s secrets. Compared to the splinter of consciousness that separated from me, it’s evolved by several orders. That’s why I am now able to understand your question and converse with you.’

"That’s a bit complicated," Wilson Longjiu raised an eyebrow, "The world of the divinities sure isn’t as easy to understand as the human world."

’You don’t need to understand because this is the domain of the divinities, like a summer insect can’t fathom ice. Of course, I will try to explain in language that fits human habits, so even if you can never grasp the principles, at least you can skillfully utilize this power.’

"Right you are, specialization is key, I just need to do what I’m good at," he said with a smile, then leaped up and climbed onto the machine, "Let’s go, to the surface."

Once man and machine entered the opulently decorated elevator, the doors closed immediately. Without entering a password, it started moving upwards on its own.

Back on the ground, the company’s atrium was also a mess, with bodies smashed to pieces everywhere, fresh blood pooling in recesses on the floor, forming pools of dark red depressions.

Clearly, Glaik Academy’s security forces were far more than the "peaceful" bunch the chairman had mentioned. Within the company building alone, there were several hundred-person guard teams. Unfortunately, the Academy didn’t fully trust human strength and invested far more in mechanized firepower than in guard levels. Thus, when the controllers of these guns found their weapons turning and firing at them, the morale of the guard teams collapsed instantly.

"Father!"

Just as Longjiu reached the company’s main entrance, his eldest son Qibai immediately greeted him, "Are you hurt?"

"Do I look like I’m hurt?" Wilson laughed, "Don’t worry, I don’t like to put myself in danger. The core of Ninata has been secured. How are things outside?"

"The city is under martial law. Glaik Academy has deployed somewhere between three to four thousand troops, currently all positioned around the company’s perimeter. We have only three carriages and fifty followers; we can’t break out on our own." Qibai paused slightly, "However, my younger brother’s troops are advancing towards Star Peak City as planned, and should enter the city’s boundary in half an hour."

"It seems they still don’t have a clear grasp of the situation at company headquarters," Wilson immediately understood the overall situation. When the emergency troops were deployed, the city must have also sounded an alarm. However, before the main force received further instructions, the acting chairman died underneath the ground.

If it were any other facility, it might not matter, but the company headquarters was where the Panlogical Machine was stored. Any mishap was unacceptable, causing the three to four thousand personnel to dare not take hasty action. They could only surround the Academy building layer by layer, then wait for orders from above.

"If they were to launch a no-cost offensive right now, our chances of survival would be slim," Qibai said with emotion, "Glaik Academy, after all, is just a company; they’ve made the same mistakes that any company would... The commanders of these troops probably don’t even have the qualifications to enter the board, do they?"

A company is not an army, and its primary goal at any time is profit. As a result, the higher-ups are mostly businessmen. They might also build their own security forces, but in the eyes of businessmen, security is a purely money-losing asset. How much can they really be expected to invest in the development of armed forces?

Habitually undervaluing it, combined with the low status of commanders, made such security forces almost devoid of initiative, lacking the military’s essential desire to defeat the enemy.

Wilson nodded.

Although he didn’t fully agree with his son’s view—he seldom put himself in danger, and this occasion was no exception: even if the Academy’s main force immediately opened fire on the headquarters building, they could retreat underground and leave the task of blocking the enemy to the hundreds of fire power mechanisms in this building—Duke didn’t point out this issue.

Because Qibai’s line of thought wasn’t wrong.

Military leaders should always act decisively and must not hesitate when they have the opportunity to eliminate the enemy.

Half an hour isn’t short, but for a company that has completely lost contact with headquarters, half an hour is hardly enough to do anything.

When the rumble of cannon fire rang out from outside the city, the outcome was already decided.

...

Saint Xyia Royal City.

Walter looked at the note in his hand, then compared it with the sign hanging above—"Rock Paper Scissors," that was the name of the inn.

Truly inconspicuous...

Muttering to himself, Walter entered the inn and approached the front desk, "Hello, I would like to ask, is there a guest named Firefly staying here?"

"Hahaha... Are you joking?" The middle-aged woman at the reception laughed out loud, "Firefly? I might as well be called beetle. What, do you think this place is like an insect museum, specially made for bugs to stay in?"

Walter couldn’t be bothered with idle chat and slapped two Serirs on the counter.

The woman immediately wiped the smile off her face, "Please wait a moment; I’ll check for you." She took out a notebook and flipped through it quickly, "There really is such a name, on the second floor, room 206."

After speaking, she hurriedly pocketed the silver coins as if she was afraid he would change his mind.

Walter snorted disdainfully, turned, and headed up the stairs to the second floor. The conditions here were hardly different from a slum; the narrow corridor was lined with the dripping wet clothes and underwear of guests, and the air was saturated with a mix of vomit and mildew. Only those who emptied their savings in the hopes of striking it rich and rushed to the Royal Capital would stay in such a place.

Upon reaching room 206, Walter knocked on the door.

"Rock," someone said from inside.

"Moon! Dammit, stop playing the code word game, will you just open the door!?" he cursed, unable to restrain himself.

The door creaked open, and a man who was both familiar and strange to Walter appeared before him. At the sight of Walter, a hint of surprise flashed across the man’s face, "You?"

"Yeah, it’s me," Walter squeezed in, not in the best of moods, "Long time no see, Kort Dane... it’s really something that you haven’t died in some stinking ditch out in the countryside!"

Dane looked at his former boss, somewhat bemused.

It was as if time had suddenly rewound more than a decade.

But he quickly got a grip on his thoughts and focused on the present, "Yeah... it’s been a long time. Would you like a cup of tea? I just boiled some water."