Until after they had pletely walked away, transforming into meteors and disappearing beyond the horizon, Zhang Tianyou finally withdrew his gaze and murmured to himself.
"Although I’ve long speculated, seeing him in person still makes me marvel!"
"President, what are you marveling at?" the young secretary quietly inquired from behind.
"Marveling at the might of these cultivators. I once thought that although these cultivators were powerful, they weren’t invincible. As long as technology reached a certain level, it could certainly replace these cultivators."
"But now I don’t think that way anymore. At least technology can’t erase every trace of a person overnight, especially on the scale of the Multiverse."
"This method of wantonly altering the timeline leaves me in awe; I can’t fathom how it’s acplished."
The young secretary couldn’t help but show a contemplative expression, "Is it possible that the mastermind behind this is using some mental method to erase people’s memories?"
Zhang Tianyou shook his head, "That’s impossible. As soon as I sensed something amiss, I hypnotized myself several times, trying to find any traces in the depths of my soul because no matter how powerful the mental method is, it can’t erasure a memory without leaving traces, especially with me!"
"Since the age of three, I have mastered the method of archiving memories, categorizing all memories without any omission, from childhood to adulthood. So, under such circumstances, if someone really forcibly erased my memory, there would definitely be traces."
"But after several deep hypnosis sessions, I found nothing."
In the end, Zhang Tianyou was filled with deep apprehension.
After all, such inprehensible maneuvers, beyond reasoning and even involving changes in Rule Power, have pletely exceeded his understanding.
This is a huge blow to Zhang Tianyou, who firmly believed technology could change everything and was accustomed to understanding everything with meticulous logical thinking.
Perhaps sensing Zhang Tianyou’s sense of loss, the young secretary gently reached out and placed her hand on his forehead, speaking softly.
"President, you don’t need to blame yourself harshly, after all, these matters aren’t something you can control!"
Zhang Tianyou held her hand gently, speaking softly, "I’m not blaming myself, just feeling a deep sense of powerlessness."
The young secretary bent down, resting her face against his back.
"President, I’ll always stand by your side, never betraying you."
Zhang Tianyou sighed, "But don’t you resent me? After all, I cloned you without your consent."
"Of course not. Regardless of who that person is, it doesn’t concern me. She is she, and I am me; everything I say now stems from my true inner thoughts!"
Zhang Tianyou was silent for a moment, then waved his hand, "Alright, get busy! I want some quiet alone time."
"Okay!"
The young secretary obediently exited, but after closing the lab door, her smile gradually disappeared, and her expression became solemn.
"Have they returned?" she said to the void.
"They just returned and brought news that an unknown entity destroyed a mech soldier team mining resources on the fringes."
The young secretary nodded, "Alright, I understand. File this away for now, no need to further investigate. Also, notify all teams collecting resources outside to cease all activities during this period, behave discreetly, and avoid attracting any attention."
"Yes!"
"And...?"
"Please instruct!"
"Preferably don’t let outsiders see the President, and definitely don’t let him sense anything amiss!"
"Understood!"
The sound faded away, and the young secretary turned to look at the tightly closed lab door, her gaze flickering momentarily before turning away.
Meanwhile, just as Xue An and the others were leaving Mars and returning to Earth.
In the Drunken Dance Bar on that distant star, Valentin Carter from the Carter Family was at this moment using a pristine silk handkerchief to cover his nose and mouth, looking disdainfully as his subordinates dissected the bodies of Grace and Black Snake.
As for Purple Scorpion, made into a specimen, he no longer held any dissection value, being thoroughly transparent, even down to how many blood vessels there were.
Soon, the subordinates pleted their dissection work, then stood up and respectfully reported.
"Sir, the results are in!"
"Out with it!"
"Yes!"
The subordinate turned to point at the already cut-to-pieces corpses on the ground.
"It’s apparent the assailant was extremely powerful, surpassing ordinary strong individuals. Both Grace and Black Snake were killed instantly, without even a chance to resist."
"But the most noticeable is this specimen of Purple Scorpion - his flesh was meticulously sliced off using extremely sharp Sword Qi, yet didn’t harm the blood vessels or nerves in slightest. Such control is extraordinary, surpassing any Sword Cultivator I know!"
Despite the seriousness of the subordinate’s demeanor, Valentin Carter showed no concern, rather yawning out of boredom.
"So, this means the one who killed Grace must have been a Sword Cultivator?"
"Highly likely!"
"Great, now there’s a lead. Did the investigators nearby find any clues?" Valentin inquired.
Another subordinate shook his head, "No clues at all; the town is a ghost town now, everyone has fled."
Upon hearing this, Valentin’s face showed disdain.
"Damn, these peasants sure run fast; they must be linked with the bandits. If I catch them, I’d sweep them out entirely!"
"Sir, what should we do now?"
"What for? She’s just a slut who joined the Carter Family by bedding my father, dead is dead." Valentin nonchalantly waved his hand.
"But she’s part of the Carter Family; if we let this go..."
"True, notify the Fire Phoenix gang about the situation here. The Federal Credential Bureau spends a lot on them annually anyway."
"Were it not for my father speaking on their behalf at the budget meeting, their funds would’ve been slashed this year. Without it, they’d starve, so doing some work for our Carter Family is expected." Valentin said arrogantly.
"Yes!"
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