The magical feast ended,
since William and Catherine’s joint dish was not part of the scoring,
the winner was Clown Art, who created the "Human Body Souffle Olette." Although it contained malice, this malice did not directly affect individuals but instead created an absolutely realistic slaughter scene that allowed the negative emotions pent up inside everyone to be released and vented.
By the end of the al, everyone felt refreshed, with all the malevolence in the air swept away.
Moreover, most importantly, the dish was indeed delicious and, as the final dessert, was just perfect.
The boss also highly praised the changes Art made.
The poker-faced attendants gradually cleared the tableware from the table and changed the style of the lamps, ready for the most crucial "reform eting."
The boss’s condition had temporarily stabilized after eating instant noodles, and he started the eting without a break.
"Since William and Catherine went to another world ahead of schedule through the ’Dream Channel’ and had directly engaged in deicide, even though the deity they killed was only an incomplete avatar, it might accelerate the turning of the world’s gears.
If the gears do not accelerate, according to the current operations of the Circus, our ti is still sufficient, sufficient for us to collect the ’Fear’ necessary for the Tent to fully mature.
But if the gears begin to accelerate, then there simply won’t be enough ti.
If the transformation of Fear has not been realized before the world becos unstable, all our efforts will have been in vain.
For this reason, we are going to make reforms today. Moreover, given the standard we have achieved, it is enough to support such a reform.
The main purpose of the reforms is to increase the speed of collecting Fear and to hasten the transformative process of the Circus,"
he concluded,
the boss’s black hair began to flow towards the table, crafting a proportionately scaled-down Circus Tent on site.
He also created figurine models of the major mbers present, neatly arranged in front of the tent.
"Based on our current absolutely safe collective operation model, the collection rate of phobias has always been limited~therefore, I have decided to ’divide’ the Circus by departnts,"
The Circus Tent on the table was cut open like a birthday cake (unevenly) and placed in front of the models of different chiefs,
and dispersed to different parts of the conference table.
Then, different chiefs and their deputies were moved to different positions on the table.
"At that ti, each chief will carry a tent that matches the specifications of their departnt, dispersed, wandering or stationed in different locations of the Old World to perform their specialties and collect Fear.
By this ans, the speed of obtaining Fear will be increased."
Upon hearing this, half of the people present showed surprised expressions, while the other half, seeming to have anticipated this, remained silent.
Then, the first to raise a hand for questions at the conference table was Nash, William’s deputy, who had once served as the supervisor of Poker Face.
"Boss, if we are to divide the Circus by departnts and perform freely, how can we ensure the quality of the performances?
If any of us perform poorly, shalessly gathering Fear under the flag of the Circus, it would be a destructive blow to the reputation we have painstakingly built,"
The boss patiently responded, "All present chiefs have been ticulously selected by , and the quality tonight at the magical feast has reached an unprecedented height... I believe you will not disappoint .
Moreover, the tent is part of , I will be observing everything in secret.
If soone indeed tarnishes the reputation of the Circus or acts against the rules, I will personally intervene."
Nash continued, "Also, if we split up, the secrecy of the Circus will inevitably be greatly reduced. If a departnt is targeted by the Source Epidemic Area and even completely besieged causing the tent to shatter, how shall we handle the loss of Fear?"
"This is one of the risks that the reforms must bear, and it is also a safety issue that all chiefs need to consider. The question should be how to achieve high-quality performances and gather Fear without being discovered."
"Fine..."
Nash did not press further. He was still devoted to the Circus, and this sudden change was sothing he wasn’t accustod to. Most importantly, the theater he had passionately built had just started to get on the right track and had not yet had a formal performance with William before these reforms were introduced, which was sowhat hard to accept.
The boss continued, "After each departnt has split up, each month they will need to et the prescribed quota for Fear collection. If the Fear collection quota is not t for two consecutive months, I will consider revoking your tent privileges and reclaiming your chief titles or possibly rging you into other well-operated departnts."
Additionally, if you feel understaffed, you can also recruit under the na of the circus on your own, paying attention only to the quality and safety of personnel.
If different departnts find it appropriate, they may also conduct joint performances to improve the efficiency of Fear collection.
As for the roles, you are not limited to the existing positions, and can try to create so other alternative performances of high quality, as long as they align with the the of the circus.
All in all, I require everyone to perform fear collection at all costs, preferably not staying in one place, but conducting touring performances.
Once the collection of Fear reaches the target, everyone will end the journey and return to headquarters, where I will determine the positions and rewards according to the contributions made by everyone."
The boss concluded his speech, and such reforms brought different thoughts to everyone present.
William also recovered from his surprise, not expecting the strictly managed circus to make such significant changes. However, this was actually a good thing for him;
this freedom, coupled with William’s connections, might allow him to expand his "theater" under his own na.
He could even abandon the essence of a theater and develop an independent circus that matched his characteristics.
"Boss, when will this reform be implented?"
Art, who rarely took the initiative to ask questions, seed also to want to split off and do sothing big on his own.
"As soon as William completes the mass production of instant noodles, we will start the separation plan,"
during this ti, you can prepare well and pre-select the Old World sectors you will visit subsequently."
It was then that William suddenly raised his hand to ask a question.
"Boss, I have a question... The performances shouldn’t be limited to the Old World, right? Fear is an innate primal emotion of all conscious life from birth, so collecting it in the human world should also be possible, right?"
"Of course, you just need to ensure you et the monthly targets.
However, the ’World Infection’ is not yet complete, and the circus tent belongs to my division, which will be weakened once it transcends the channel, potentially not even enough to hold up the tent;
you need to be cautious of that."
"Okay."
Nash, hearing William’s question, panicked imdiately, "Boss, are you planning to perform in the human world? I’m a standard Silver Circle Patient, what if I can’t pass through?"
"No, I was just asking—my main focus will still be in the Old World.
If we encounter insurmountable troubles or fail to et the monthly targets, then consider moving over, but only as a backup plan, so don’t worry."
"Oh~ I was just being stupid!"
William’s focus was still on the Old World as it had more connections and was more likely to recruit perforrs suitable for extre performances.
Moreover, William might also attempt performances near so dangerous areas under the flag of the circus, to collect Fear and talent.
Speaking of training perforrs, William was also planning to apologize to soone;
if the apology went well, perhaps he could perfectly integrate the theater, performances, and ’Moon’.
"Speaking of which, it’s been such a long ti~ Lorrian must have cooled down by now, right?"
...
Far apart, hidden deep in the clouds of the human world, above the Moon.
The once cold and dead Moon seed to have changed,
within the clinic structure at the core of the Moon,
two young n of similar age sat facing each other in the director’s office,
the cold-colored flas of the fireplace flickered and floated with their cheerful conversation,
beyond the moonlight streaming through the windows, the surroundings were enveloped in a thick, dreamlike mist.
Achoo!
The silver-haired young man suddenly sneezed, as if a familiar na being ntioned made him feel nauseous.
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