Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast Chapter 944 - 398: The Ferocious Mother Dragon, For the Grea

Blue Star, Mist River City, headquarters of the 7th tal Refining Group.

Doris Clark followed the secretary to the top-floor office.

The secretary, a woman in her early twenties with a sweet and capable appearance, knocked on the door and respectfully said, "Chairman, Manager Clark has arrived."

A gentle voice ca from inside, "Please let her in."

The secretary was mildly surprised by this attitude and then turned back to Doris Clark with a smile, "Manager Clark, please go in." She even helped Doris open the door.

Doris Clark was sowhat flattered and nodded politely before entering.

In the luxurious and stylish office, a man in his fifties standing behind the desk already stood up, his face showing a warm smile, "Manager Clark, you're here. Co, sit down and talk."

"Chairman."

Doris Clark walked over and sat down sowhat restrainedly, unsure of what the chairman of the neighboring headquarters building wanted with her.

After Doris Clark sat down, the chairman spoke in a gentle tone, "Manager Clark, you have been working at the company for over a decade now. Over these years, do you have any feedback for the company?"

Doris Clark hesitated, unsure why this concerned her as a regular production departnt manager, then she spoke up sowhat restrainedly, "I think every aspect of the company is very good."

"Manager Clark, there's no need to hold back, I called you here today mainly to discuss the matter of your position change."

"Recently, one of the group's vice-managers resigned due to health reasons, and I've been considering potential replacents for his work."

"Considering Manager Clark's performance over the years, I think you would be quite suitable for this position, so I had the secretary invite you to discuss your thoughts on this."

"Of course, if you are not satisfied with this position, I could also recomnd you to the Federal Alloy Refining Group in Capital City. There have been so important vacancies there recently."

"Actually, I have a preference for you to go to the capital. As one of the three centers of the Federation, it would be better for your future developnt."

"This?" In that mont, Doris Clark was utterly dumbfounded.

She was a manager who just got promoted a few months ago, now suddenly being promoted to vice-manager of the group—wasn't the promotion happening a bit too fast?

And as for the Federal Alloy Refining Group in the capital, her family didn't have connections there, did they?

Sothing unusual was definitely at hand. At this thought, Doris Clark beca vigilant.

Noticing the change in Doris Clark's expression, the chairman smiled and said, "Manager Clark, don't think too much, in fact, this promotion has sothing to do with Mr. Callum's."

Ten or so minutes later, when Doris Clark walked out of the office, she still looked sowhat dazed.

According to the chairman, it was Jack Clark, known as one of the most dazzling geniuses of the Federation, who had made outstanding contributions to the Federation after entering the mythical world last month.

For those who made such contributions to the Human Race, the Federation not only awarded them with sufficient rit Points but also took care of their families to ease the warriors' concerns for their loved ones.

It was also today that Doris Clark found out that their company was actually a small departnt under the Federation's chief tal refining group, specialized in producing the outer casings for the 49-1 type missiles.

But these were not important, what was important was that her eldest son seed to have made another breakthrough in his cultivation, becoming even stronger.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Glenn Clark, over 2 ters tall, muscular and burly, yet still with the fresh-faced features of a junior high school student, returned ho with a backpack.

But as soon as he entered the shabby neighborhood street, he noticed that changes had taken place around, for example, many areas of the street had been blocked off as if they were under construction.

Even a few houses not far from theirs, which were fine in the morning, were now surrounded by tal sheets, with rumbling smoke and dust emanating from within.

Stepping into the courtyard, Glenn Clark saw his mom wearing an apron and chatting with the aunty next door.

After greeting the aunty, Glenn Clark asked curiously, "Mom, are they going to demolish our place?"

Doris Clark shook her head, "Not demolition, just renovating the roads a bit. Oh, and those houses over there have been sold and are being remodeled, looks like they're building so kind of office."

Oh. Glenn nodded.

"By the way, Jack sent so stuff by courier for you, advised you to drink one bottle each day, and after drinking it, you won't feel that hungry."

Glenn's eyes lit up at once, "Brother sent stuff, I'll go check it out."

Saying that, Glenn Clark ran into the house excitedly.

...

Above the sea of clouds at an altitude of tens of thousands of ters, five giant beasts, each at least two hundred and ninety ters in size, were flying, surrounded by sonic booms and rolling air waves.

On the head of the largest and most powerful black-red Colossal Beast at the forefront, a Purple little dragon two ters long with a slender body kept issuing naive cries.

At that mont, the Single-horned Tiger Kingfish, with its double fins in motion, resembling a giant whale soaring through the clouds, curiously cried out, roar! Thunderfla, what is Joseline saying?

Thunderfla Demon Dragon glanced over slightly, a weird gleam in its eyes as it growled, "Nothing much, just things about slaughtering everyone, seizing everything, and dominating the Chaotic Turbulent Region."

Imdiately, the Single-horned Tiger Kingfish's eyes brightened.

Roar! Joseline is right, our Dragon Palace should kill everyone, seize everything and eradicate all Giant Beasts to dominate the Vast World, beco invincible.

The Purple little dragon stood upright on the Thunderfla Demon Dragon's head, both claws on its hips, nodding to the Single-horned Tiger Kingfish, roar!

Roar! Thunderfla, what else did Joseline say?

The Thunderfla Demon Dragon's gaze was odd, "It says you're a good little brother with firm beliefs. You may follow it from now on."