Chapter 1982: Chapter 1980: Private Conversation
Han Dong was startled by the scene before him.
Four powerful figures representing the will of the Black Tower had gathered in a room, waiting for him to awaken... This kind of treatnt was sothing likely unprecedented in the entire Black Tower.
Of course, after thinking carefully, it might not be because of him alone, but rather due to ’intelligence’.
After all, stored within him were the detailed intelligence of facing Goodman head-on.
Director Charles stopped his fingers, adorned with a tal ring, in front of him, gazing into Han Dong’s eyes,
"To have survived under the gaze of Goodman... and simultaneously won us the opportunity to rescue [Mandros], this achievent will be credited to your na, and will be of great use when you succeed as a letter bearer in the future.
Here we need you to give a detailed account of your experiences in Mandros, especially the battle against Goodman.
If you can directly display the battle mories, that would naturally be the best."
Han Dong imdiately instructed the doctor to copy his mory onto a Ghoul’s brain mass,
Plop~ A squirming brain mass was placed on the desktop for everyone to read.
After observing the impressive display of Han Dong working with the local king from the mory,
Charles’s eyes showed a significant change, further solidifying his resolve to recruit Han Dong... Of course, this mory also revealed a problem.
"There are two reasons you managed to survive,
One being the special blessing from the S-01 Mother God,
Another being that Goodman seed intent on extracting a particular significant thing from you, and it had to be done while you were alive."
"That’s right... He probably had his eyes on my head~ I tailored my tactics around this, or else I couldn’t have survived this long."
Han Dong deliberately avoided ntioning the "Book of Dead Spirit" and shifted the topic:
"Ladies and gentlen, what does it an when you say ’my left leg’ was brought back? Did you execute Goodman?"
Just as Han Dong finished asking this question,
Charles snapped his fingers, simultaneously gesturing with his eyes at W. Walter, who was reapplying his makeup.
Buzz!
A kind of consistent Black Vortex Sensing arose within Han Dong,
The broken area of the left leg imdiately gave a sensation of twisting, a black vortex ford at the wound, with the left foreleg gradually oozing out of a black whirlpool... perfectly reconnecting through the vortex sensing between the two.
It resud normal activity imdiately without any side effect, leaving only a tiny vortex mark at the wound junction.
"Thank you, Senior Walter."
"No need to thank , the one who severed Goodman in half was nto... It’s a pity he couldn’t be completely killed."
Upon hearing that Goodman was not dead, Han Dong instead heaved a sigh of relief.
Simultaneously, he turned his head towards nto, who was standing by the window, puffing smoke rings,
He recalled nto, like him, leaned more towards using modeling liquid for assistance, never displaying any aggression... Unexpectedly, he almost succeeded in slaying Goodman.
At this ti, Walter’s voice arrived once more:
"Your talent is truly terrifying,
I just activated the ’Black Vortex’ attribute for you in front of the Black Altar; theoretically, it should take a considerable amount of ti for you to gradually understand its essence, applying the Black Vortex to various situations.
However, you have already perford fusion use while crossing the Black Altar, even employing it multiple tis during combat.
Fully comprehending the basic principle of the Black Vortex as a ’tool’.
Once matters here are settled, you can make a trip to the Secret Law Association."
With such an obvious ’invitation’,
Director Charles’s face drastically changed, a special controlling aura enveloped Walter.
Yet,
As the founder of the Black Vortex, Walter remained expressionless; as his makeup was finished, he was whisked away by a black vortex.
Francis, witnessing the scene, laughed heartily, continuously slapping his muscular belly,
"Hahaha! Now this is really interesting, even a sly character like Walter is interested in Brother Han Dong... Wonder what slick ways he will use to snatch people.
I’ll just standby and watch for now; after all, Han Dong is the top mber of my club.
If there’s nothing else, I’ll also take my leave; this group of out-of-control individuals may not make any moves for a while.
If any of you are interested, feel free to visit my club anyti~ Especially you, nto."
As Francis left, the relaxed atmosphere lingering in the guest room also dissipated.
Charles also changed from a rather stern look, beckoning to nto standing by the window,
"Finally, two rather troubleso guys have left. nto, co have a seat~ Let’s discuss ’other’ matters."
As nto, with a white cigarette, slowly approached,
Han Dong also quickly got out of bed, presenting a very obedient deanor and sat by the fireplace with the two big shots.
Clap~
Charles lightly patted Han Dong’s thigh,
"Han Dong, you made a trendous contribution in this support action.
Since you possess ans of breaking the Black Altar, if a ’World Lock’ situation occurs again in the future, we need you to act with us.
Is that possible?"
"Of course, and during the confinent in [Mandros], through a series of internal experints and research discussions, I’ve already devised more efficient breaking ans.
However,
Following this operation, the out-of-control individuals may alter their combat plans."
"With Goodman severely injured, even if they wish to lock the world, a fairly lengthy interval will follow.
In any case, their invasion operations will likely center around the ’World Rubik’s Cube’... Should there be any signs of intrusion, converge with us imdiately.
nto and I will make sure to prioritize your safety."
As the topic reached this point, Han Dong hurriedly asked:
"Director Charles, I have a question regarding Goodman...
Earlier Walter ntioned Goodman was cut in half but wasn’t killed. If I am correct, his ’upper half’ escaped and the ’lower half’ was retrieved by the Black Tower, right?
Otherwise, my left leg couldn’t have been reattached."
"That’s correct."
"How is the lower half currently being handled?"
"It has been sent to the World Research Bureau for comprehensive examination, for updating Goodman’s personal intelligence."
Han Dong, thick-skinned, spoke humbly,
"I have a small request.
Once the Black Tower completes the examination and research of the ’lower half’, could you lend it to
for so ti? I also wish to conduct so research."
"In theory, it’s not possible.
[The King] Out-of-control one’s limbs itself are a significant threat,
However, given your pivotal contribution in this support action and your ability to contend with Goodman to this degree, I can personally agree to this.
Once the Black Tower concludes its research, I’ll personally undertake a ’controlled packaging’ of Goodman’s lower half, and you can privately co to
for it."
"Thank you, Director Charles."
Han Dong’s heart rejoiced,
Following the battle with Goodman, he roughly understood the opponent’s ’essence’; if he could dissect, analyze, and investigate the complete lower half, he would uncover more comprehensive ’compositions’.
This would significantly propel Han Dong’s personal plans.
Cough cough...
Charles cleared his throat,
Moving his hand from Han Dong’s thigh to his shoulder,
He began to reveal the ultimate purpose of his stay in the guest room.
"Given your current remarkable performances, Han Dong, you fit the letter [C] excellently, possessing an innate talent for ’Control and Managent’, surely you would surpass
in the future.
nto and I have already discussed privately; autonomy lies with you.
If you wish, you can directly beco my sole candidate."
When Charles reached this point,
nto sitting opposite also glanced at Han Dong, nodding slightly, indicating that Han Dong could freely make his decision.
"Director Charles, I... I cannot provide an answer at this mont.
I haven’t completely pinned down the trajectory of my future; a certain unseen sense suggests that a critical ’turning point’ regarding
is approaching the end of the out-of-control events.
I hope you can allow so ti,
Once the out-of-control incidents entirely subside, I will provide a definite answer."
"Hmm, understandable! Everything remains moot until the out-of-control events are fully quelled.
Anyway, this is my stance; I hope you can choose between [M] and [C], as I believe you wouldn’t be interested in the remaining letters, which might not suit you either."
Actually, Charles didn’t intend to bring up this matter early.
It was only because of the act by the Black Vortex founder—Walter publicly extending an olive branch to Han Dong—that irked him,
Deciding last mont to give Han Dong a stabilizing assurance.
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