This is really not mechanical ascension
Chapter 505 - 266: The Mysteriously Vanished Des - The Shaken Torch Organization_2

Chapter 505: Chapter 266: The Mysteriously Vanished Des - The Shaken Torch Organization_2

And their faces changed dramatically, exclaiming in shock: "Where is he!?"

Just a short distance away, Luo’er couldn’t help but come over to take a look. In the cramped room, aside from two soldiers, there was no sign of Des.

"Lord Des?" he murmured.

Soon, the resolute Ted personally arrived, the entire corridor was sealed off, and all unrelated personnel were expelled.

Left behind were only the soldiers responsible for guarding and Luo’er.

It wasn’t long before Fernand came along with an ugly expression, wearing a black robe, his face stern.

Ted quickly approached, his combat armor clinking softly, and whispered: "A preliminary investigation has been made, there are no useful traces in the room."

"I have reviewed all surveillance footage from the past seven days and have not obtained any useful information."

"Since three days ago, when he returned from the core laboratory, he has not come out again."

"According to the soldiers guarding him, they had conversations with Des yesterday morning and this morning, but they didn’t see him."

"The video terminal in Des’s room has been set up with a program, seemingly automatically responding by an intelligent AI."

By the time Fernand reached the doorway of Des’s room from the corridor, he had already grasped the gist of the situation, his expression as dark as water:

"You mean, Des disappeared silently within this tightly guarded base?"

The soldier in charge of guarding bowed his head, his face pale.

Ted was silent for a moment, "Sir, please order the lockdown of the entire main base."

Fernand remained silent, looking at the empty room, "What about the traces in this room?"

"There is no information either, mostly just traces of Des’s daily life, all items have been checked but nothing useful was found."

Ted shook his head, and Fernand spoke in a deep voice, "What are your thoughts?"

"He... might have escaped," Ted hesitated, "although I don’t know how he managed it, he indeed disappeared from here."

"Disappeared?" Fernand scoffed, "I don’t believe anyone can vanish into thin air. The Realm of Perpetuity covers this place, any spatial fluctuations would be detected."

"What a great Mechanic, I underestimated him!"

"Lockdown the main base, halt all exiting activities!"

"Yes!" Ted responded in a deep voice and quickly took people to handle the matter.

"Lord Fernand..." a cautious head peeked out from the side of the room, it was Pier.

"Pier." Fernand’s expression softened, speaking indifferently: "You must already know the information, do you have any thoughts?"

"Me?" Pier cautiously swallowed, he indeed had some.

After all, the Dimensional Gods had told him that another powerful Dimensional Creature stood behind Des, and it was very likely that it had quietly taken him away from this base.

But he could not say that, only saying: "Currently there are no useful pieces of information, I dare not speculate."

"Hmm." Fernand commanded: "I will have someone send all the surveillance footage involving Des from this period to you, see if there are any new discoveries."

"Yes." Pier nodded hurriedly and then rushed off.

By the time he returned to the research department, he was sweating profusely; back in his office, after locking the door,

he finally took a long breath, trembling and sitting on the chair, his lips quivering.

"Fuck, to actually take away Des silently, this... this is too terrifying." Pier’s face turned ghostly pale, becoming increasingly anxious and frightened.

"He’s gone."

The sudden voice rose in his heart, Pier’s pale face froze, then rapidly flushed, turning red: "You... you’ve finally appeared again."

Li Ming lurked in his shadow, "The goal of the Dimensional Creature behind him failed, it has already taken Des away from here, and my goal has also been completed, I am leaving this place too."

Hearing this, Pier’s face dramatically changed, "You’re also leaving, but you promised me..."

"I came here this time to fulfill my promise." The Dimensional Gods’ voice interrupted him.

"I will tell you all the source codes..."

Pier’s expression finally eased, and he hastily opened the smart terminal. Under Li Ming’s guidance, he quickly manipulated it.

Extracting segment after segment of audio from a massive data stream, like unraveling a cocoon.

Meanwhile, Pier’s expression turned from shocked to fearful and then to terror, his forehead slick with sweat.

"It should fool them for a while." Li Ming watched from the shadows as the sweat-drenched Pier organized the relevant data.

The source code he provided, after secondary processing, would not compile the final conversation between Des and Asimara.

Of course, he had added some extra elements, since cutting letters from a newspaper and rearranging them created a completely different conversation.

Moreover, he had only made slight adjustments, and overall it was correct.

The Torch Organization might find something amiss, but it would take time.

...

The sudden disappearance of Des caused turmoil throughout the Torch Organization.

Although Ferland immediately ordered the news to be locked down and not spread to other Mechanics,

the production of Sublimators still had to continue. Laboratory personnel came and went, but Des did not appear, which led to much speculation within the Torch Organization about the sudden lockdown.

It wasn’t until the third day after Des’s disappearance that Ferland, in his office, listened to Ted’s report.

"We have checked 70% of the organization’s interpersonal activity areas, but so far, we have found nothing," Ted said, helpless.

"Nothing at all?" Ferland frowned deeply. "Not even a single trace?"

"Additionally, I even tried sacrificing the gluttonous dog—Kutli—to track Des’ information state within the range, but still nothing."

Ferland’s expression turned grave, and he suddenly stood up, walking to the window to gaze at the hexagonal Core Laboratory with a distant look.

"I feel like something isn’t right."

Behind him, Ted felt helpless; no one had expected that Des, who seemed cornered, still had such a trick up his sleeve.

"My lord, what I am most afraid of now is if the opponent has escaped the main base, our coordinates might have already been leaked."

Ferland’s brow furrowed deeply, the creases so deep they could trap a cyclops. Just as he was about to speak, the communication terminal on the desk rang urgently.

With a glance from Ferland, Ted picked up the call. The virtual screen popped up and the reporter spoke hastily, excitedly: "Lord Ferland, the leader has returned."

"Hmm?" The moment the words fell, the eyes of the two present lit up and they both let out a sigh of relief, as if an anchor had been restored.

"That’s great, the leader is back," Ted couldn’t help but say.

But just as he spoke, his expression changed slightly, he carefully explained: "Lord Ferland, what I mean is..."

"It’s alright, dealing with these people is indeed not my strength, I prefer straightforward approaches," Ferland shook his head, sadly said, "It’s best if the leader can come back to take charge."

For the first time in a while, a slight smile appeared on his almost stony face: "The plans on that side have been completed faster than I anticipated, finally some good news."

Both were invigorated and went to greet the arrival immediately.

As they arrived on the external deck and saw the docked, decrepit spacecraft, Ferland paused, his expression uncertain.

"Why switch spacecraft? Where are the others?" Ted asked, puzzled.

Connet and Kovis had already disembarked, and the reception staff bowed their heads, the nearby atmosphere nearly froze to a standstill until Ferland’s arrival broke it.

"Your aura..." Approaching them, Ferland noticed something was off—Connet’s aura was incredibly feeble, even missing an eye. The pitch-black blood-hole where his left eye should be was chilling.

"Was there an accident?" An ominous premonition surged in Ferland’s heart.

"Let’s go." Connet said little, his face somber, quickly returning inside the main base.

Arriving at the top floor, others were expelled, even Ted could only stand at the doorway to keep watch.

"What on earth happened?" Ferland urgently asked.

"We were ambushed by Asimara; attendants either died or were injured, and some were captured. All the sacrificial materials were seized."

Connet’s expression was somber, showing little emotion as he recounted the events again, seemingly accepting the reality.

"What!?" Ferland was stunned, as if struck by lightning, incredulously said: "You were ambushed by Asimara? How could she know your movements?"