I Am Extraordinary Alone
Chapter 118 - 117 Attitude

Chapter 118: Chapter 117 Attitude

The earthquake in Linjiang City gradually subsided, but at the same time, on this blue planet, there was a group of individuals at the top of the food chain. They sat dressed in suits in a secure and top-secret room, enjoying the world’s finest alcohol, tea, cigars, and cigarettes. They were silent, contemplative, and sharing their opinions on the real-time footage that was transmitted back to them.

Yin Country...

"Old Xu, what level do you think this kid is?" In the darkness, a kind and gentle voice of an elder sounded.

"As of now, he’s the world’s first person to have multiple superpowers. If used well, he could be a trinity," another elder known as Old Xu replied, but his tone was more serious.

"I think he’s just barely a triangle, still far from a double triangle," a woman over the age of 50 said gently.

"Oh? Just a triangle? He single-handedly annihilated Chicken Snake Country’s regular troops, though. What does Venerable Qin think?" the kind elder asked with a smile.

"An attack-type triangle naturally has that kind of strength. Although it’s not as if he could destroy a country on his own, dealing with a military force from the 1990s is hardly a challenge for him. The powers the kid has demonstrated so far include teleportation, control over mud, limb mutation, and command over the enemy’s heat weapons. These are roughly on par with the battle results of a triangle. In my opinion, Tiantai’s 091 probably hasn’t fully developed his abilities yet," Venerable Qin replied with a laugh.

"Venerable Qin makes some valid points, but we still need to observe this kid more closely. We sent out two warriors, losing one, and the intelligence brought back is limited. 091’s whereabouts are currently unknown, so this kid is our only lead in researching 091 right now," the kind elder said with a smile.

"Eh... The people from the United Council are getting quite close to him now. They’ve been investigating Tiantai Pharmaceutical recently, haven’t they? The court is right here with us," Venerable Qin reminded them.

Old Xu nodded and said, "He is a witness, he will need to appear in court. I’ve had someone dig up this kid’s identity info. Sixteen years ago, he was born right here amongst us. He’s a compatriot."

"With that connection, do you think we could bring him back home?" the kind elder asked with a smile.

"We’ll have to meet more often, gather a wider range of thoughts, and figure it out. We can’t just make a snap decision. Besides, he still has to appear in court, right? No matter how urgent, we have to give the United Council some face," Old Xu nodded.

"For now, we can’t give him a digital identity, but as he enters the country to testify, issuing him a special pass that allows for an extended stay is feasible. Our warrior Lin Yanqing had close contact with him; we can have her make contact first to scope things out," Venerable Qin said.

Old Xu chuckled and replied, "You all handle things smoothly, don’t you?"

"Eh, a melon forced from the vine is not sweet! After all, he’s just a 16-year-old kid. When the time comes, whether we enlist him into the forces or take the medicine off him and send him to school, either is possible, right? Can’t we afford to raise one kid?" the kind elder said with a laugh.

Sethiyan Federation...

"So, gentlemen, is this guy the one who killed Mud Man? Why can he use Mud Man’s superpowers?" Federation Governor Steijie asked.

He looked at the staff members sitting next to the long table; all of them were looking down at the documents in their hands, none answered.

"Where are my genetic engineering experts? George, do you have any insight?" Steijie inquired again.

"Obviously, there are only two possibilities: either 091 has a superpower similar to Mud Man’s, or... he has absorbed Mud Man’s power. But both possibilities are unprecedented... Mr. Governor," George responded.

"Have our people made contact with him? I mean, the friendly kind?" Steijie prodded further.

"Alfred has had two encounters with him, but neither meeting could be considered pleasant," the head of the intelligence department spoke up.

"Wait... who is Alfred?" Steijie inquired.

"He’s our man planted in Chicken Snake Country, the conservatives there have been quite obedient in the past," the intelligence head answered.

"Alright, if possible, let’s have him try to make contact again. For the stability of world order, we need to get him, dead or alive. Even if we can’t have him, we must ensure that he doesn’t join Yin Country, or better yet, he should die without leaving a trace," Steijie said.

Meanwhile.

The dark Eastern Hemisphere slowly rotated, the edges of the planet brushed with a golden fringe by the sunlight.

A silver private jet was gradually leaving the East Continent time zone, soaring into the dazzling sunlight.

"It’s beautiful, isn’t it?" Moby Dick said as he held a glass of wine, legs crossed, smiling at his bodyguard by his side.

Outside the porthole, the dense clouds were half-lit by the sunlight from the West Soil time zone, as the plane slowly crossed the threshold between light and dark.

"Finally... Finally leaving that shithole of a place, it’s deeper than Hell. Just being born there... is a sin in itself. Damn it, I’m finally away. It’s certainly a cause for celebration."

He said, pouring himself a brandy and then fetching two ice cubes from a nearby icebox.

In two more hours, he would have completely left the East Continent and returned to West Soil.

But, at this moment, the airplane turned.

Moby Dick sensed something was wrong; he looked out the window, watching the golden horizon that had been in front of the aircraft slowly transition to the side of the plane, then to the tail.

"What the hell is going on? Why are we turning around?" he barked as he stood up and hurried toward the cockpit.

The bodyguards seemed equally confused; none of them knew why the plane was turning around, but only the top brass of Red Pharmaceutical could issue such an order.

Moby Dick rushed into the cockpit, yanked open the door, and shouted at the pilots, "Have you lost your minds? Why are we turning around?!"

Calmly, one pilot responded, "Sir, it’s the Chairman’s order."

Moby Dick was speechless. Then his cell phone in his pocket started to ring.

The ringtone was of a lascivious woman’s moan, and the caller was his immediate boss.

"Old man Demos, I was about to come back, why..." Moby Dick quickly picked up the phone and frantically spoke before the other person could.

Demos’s voice was cold as he said, "You probably haven’t been watching the news, have you?"

"I have, of course, I have. Wei Tianyang has made a mess of Chicken Snake Country. I suggest we completely abandon him and the Black House," Moby Dick hurriedly said.

"Don’t rush, don’t panic, kid. Take a seat, have a drink, and I’ll explain everything slowly," Demos instructed.

Moby Dick returned to his seat and downed the brandy.

"Listen, our spy satellite has captured what happened in Chicken Snake Country over the past two hours. Wei Tianyang has destroyed their military," Demos said.

"Of course, I know... I also saw the news..." Moby Dick said.

"Shut up, kid. Close your mouth and listen to me," Demos interrupted.

"You know, our headquarters are in Fileros in West Soil; it’s a small country in West Soil, not much larger than Chicken Snake Country. It’s scenic, pleasant to live in, its people are wealthy and generous, and nearly all the world’s tech companies are registered there, not to mention my favorite horse racing events. But Fileros is a small country, and it isn’t much larger than Chicken Snake Country," Demos said.

"I... I know, when I return..." Moby Dick began.

But he was interrupted once more.

"Fileros is a small country... Moby, it, damn it, has no military. Just a 200-strong, pretty-horse-riding ladies’ guard troop, which isn’t even intended for warfare. Do you understand?" Demos snapped.

Moby Dick felt a sinking in his heart; he somewhat grasped Demos’s implication.

"Don’t think I don’t know about the dealings you’ve had in Chicken Snake Country. We were supposed to shake Yaha, not shatter her! My boy, you’re being targeted by Wei Tianyang, I’d bet five bucks he’s searching everywhere for you right now. And I’d wager another five bucks there’s a whole lot of power out there watching him, waiting for an excuse to curry favor with him," Demos continued.

"The United Council and Sethiyan Federation are buddy-buddy with him now. They’ll surely find out Wei Tianyang is after you. What do you think they would do? The moment you get off the plane, someone will inform him of your location, they might even charter a jet to come after you," Demos went on.

"And then what? Fileros is a small country, I’ll say it three times if I have to, with a 200-strong pretty-horse-riding ladies’ guard, not equipped for this kind of situation! You’ll ruin the place," Demos bellowed.

"I... I..." Moby Dick panicked for the first time, his hand holding the phone trembling slightly.

"You caused this mess yourself, Moby; we can’t cover for you anymore, so... why not do us a favor and go with the flow?" Demos said with a sneer.

"Demos... if he finds me... I’ll disclose the company headquarters’ location to him... you won’t escape either!" Moby resisted angrily.

"Joke’s on you, we haven’t done anything to harm him; that was all you. You alone should bear your... mistakes. Goodbye, Moby, from next month on, you’ll have to pay for your own social insurance, " Demos said with a laugh.

With that, he hung up.

"Motherfucker!" Moby Dick cursed, smashing his phone to the ground.

Then he slumped back into his seat, staring blankly at the red carpet, the taste of alcohol still in his mouth. But now, it wasn’t sweet. It was simply bitter.

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