His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 1720: Final - : The Grand Finale_5

Chapter 1720: Final Chapter: The Grand Finale_5

This was much faster than he had planned. He immediately arranged for his people to deliver these drugs to his army, to turn all the normal people into Mutated People!

Right now, he wanted to see whether his speed was faster, or whether Chloe Collins and her team would develop a cure faster!

Within a few days, he ordered his subordinates to initiate their moves, launching attacks in various cities.

Among them, there were not only armies composed of Mutated People but also a robot army.

These robots had been under his close supervision, and even the Whites had no say over them.

He thought that the combined force of the two was more than sufficient to deal with Grearon’s regular army.

Three days later, the silver forces of Valleys entered the Capitol, confronting Grearon’s army in front of the palace’s main gate.

All over the streets and alleys were troops.

By coincidence, the weather was overcast and cold, fitting the chilling and solemn atmosphere perfectly.

Valleys stood atop the highest clock tower in the Capitol, looking down disdainfully at the palace.

Below, his people were shouting at the palace, demanding its swift surrender, or else the land would be soaked in blood.

The wind howled, and flags on top of the high-rise fluttered in the breeze.

Valleys’s eyes suddenly turned fierce, and he viciously grabbed at the flag. A burst of energy surged forward, as if to tear the flag apart.

Just then, a stone statue suddenly flew towards him, forcing him to retract his power.

The statue shattered with one hit.

Afterward, he landed lightly, glancing towards that location.

There stood Joy Taylor.

"Be clear, you and I are on the same side," Valleys reminded her.

Joy Taylor did not speak, and with a cold snort, she flew at him to fight.

Not far away, Chloe Collins and the others were waiting to strike.

"We must get rid of his black robe."

Alexander Foster thought for a moment and said, "He’s too guarded against you all, but he’s unaware of us. Let me talk to him. I’ll find the opportunity to take off the robe."

"I’ll go."

As soon as the words were out, the two suddenly saw someone brush past them and walk out.

That was... Tristan Collins!

"Stop fighting!"

With his shout, Valleys and Joy Taylor each stood in their places.

Joy Taylor looked towards Chloe Collins, deciding to wait and see.

Tristan Collins approached Valleys, saying, "In my opinion, we can coexist peacefully. Why fight at all?"

This statement stirred dissatisfaction among many, yet they all looked to Alexander Foster and Chloe Collins for cues, and seeing no instructions from them, they held back.

Valleys, hearing this, paused for a moment.

As Tristan Collins walked toward him, he spoke, "To my understanding, this war could have been avoided entirely. I believe Valleys didn’t wish to cause human casualties; he merely wanted to improve our human abilities with this medication, which is a good thing."

These words slowly eased Valleys’s alertness and anger.

"It seems there are still some sensible people," he spoke gravely. "That’s right! I don’t want to wage war. Look at yourselves, your abilities, compared to these Mutated People. It’s obvious who is stronger. Just take my medicine obediently, and I will order a ceasefire."

Tristan Collins walked up to him with a grin, reaching out his hand, "Leader, you’re wise. Then, I’d like to request a favor in advance. I hope to be in charge of the production matters related to these drugs for the Collinses in the future."

Valleys looked down on his fawning appearance, and his haughty gaze shifted slightly downward to the outstretched hand.

He figured, with his large army bearing down and exuding an overwhelming presence, there must be a great number of those who feared death, and Tristan Collins was one of them.

Having him act as a representative, drawing him in first, would also serve to intimidate others.

Thinking this, his hand grabbed in a direction, and a syringe filled with the viral drug landed in his hand.

He extended his hand towards Tristan Collins, "Since you’re so smart, set an example for everyone."

Tristan Collins’s eyes narrowed.

Not far off, Joy Taylor’s indifferent and beautiful face also tightened slightly.

Others were all watching Tristan Collins.

The next second, they saw him resolutely pick up the syringe, remove the cap, and plunge it into his skin.

Valleys laughed heartily, thoroughly pleased, and his whole body relaxed its guard.

Without shaking hands this time, Tristan Collins suddenly gave him a friendly hug.

"I’m very pleased to join you," Tristan Collins appeared very joyful.

The 6-foot-tall Tristan Collins looked quite small in front of the much taller Valleys.

Valleys humored him with a single hand, briefly embracing him with a light hug.

After a second, he released the embrace, his eyes shifting to the large army as he spoke, "Mr. Collins has already shown everyone ..."

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