The Author's POV
Chapter 675
[Day 3]
Monolith headquarters.
In a grand hall dimly lit by a large chandelier, twenty people sat on ten golden thrones set along the sides of the hall, with a large empty throne at the end of the corridor.
The throne was jet black in colour and was significantly larger than the golden thrones that were present in the room. It was clear to whom the throne belonged to.
There were approximately twenty people in the room, and they all looked at each other with expressions that conveyed cold calculation and hostility.
"Is everyone here?"
Mo Jinhao, who was seated on the throne that was adjacent to the one that was situated in the centre of the room, was the first person to speak as his grey eyes swept over the entirety of the room.
He crossed his legs and rested his arms over his legs.
"Everyone should already know why we have gathered today, no?"
"…when is the leader coming?"
Nobody in the room seemed interested in what Mo Jinhao had to say as they all went about their business. It was clear from the get go that Mo Jinhao's authority wasn't high enough to influence the people that were present in the hall.
Each person who was there in the hall had the same level of power as one of the seven heads of the Union, and yet they were all distinctly different from one another in terms of their power and what they specialized in.
The only person who responded was a man positioned on the golden throne opposite him. He had a warm smile spread across his face as he spoke.
Objectively speaking, he was handsome. He had sharp, nicely structured facial features that made him look like a celebrity. That was until one paused toward his eyes, which seemed to be devoid of any emotion, and weren't smiling, unlike his face.
Clementine Manual, an
His empty gaze gave him a heavy atmosphere.
"We are aware of why we are present. Just that we have many tasks to complete in preparation for what is to come. Not all of us have the time to waste here discussing irrelevant details that we already know."
"It is not useless."
Mo Jinhao answered, his voice devoid of any emotion, and the room became even tenser.
"Please, stop it you two."
It was at this moment that another voice spoke up.
The voice belonged to a woman with long, glossy brown hair, and strong brows who sat on the opposite end of the Clementine. The thinness of her dress revealed her cleavage, and the fact that she was leaning against the armrest of the throne exposed her legs, which were crossed together.
"The leader is on his way, and we don't want the place to turn nasty before he arrives, do we?"
as a result, both Clementine and Mo Jinhao
wasn't done out of fear, but rather out of an abundance of caution. Miranda Black, another one of the elders in the Monolith Council, and ranker.
appearance, but rather, her formidable power which granted her the ability to control the mind of someone that was within close proximity
caught unaware, even one of the elders of the council would
'The puppet master'
her, and she without a doubt deserved
know what we
the throne's armrest. She looked around the room at the other twenty or so people before
the little rat that slaughtered all the spies I had painstakingly raised. Do you realize
to become denser,
to twist, it began to fall in random directions across her face. The door unexpectedly opened just as she was about to say something else,
view, there was a sudden and total hush that spread
to raise it, apart from
with his hand propped up on the arm chair of the throne, which caused the bottom of
you
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unrealistic
to compromise over something for the sake of maintaining perfection,
organization that was unwilling to
a reason why the Monolith existed. If the Union was unwilling to take the steps necessary to save humanity, then it would be Hemlock's job to do
down their spine as Hemlock's eyes
took his gaze away and closed his
you already know by now what happened a
words left Hemlock's mouth, the atmosphere immediately began
to utter a single word, allowing for
mistake, but it wasn't all that bad. In fact, I had anticipated that something similar would transpire. The forces we lost are not insignificant, but with this
Everblood had done was
quite heavy. Hemlock was only downplaying the damage over here, and it was
that topic aside, has everyone one of you
"Yes."
"Yes."
"Yes."
Everyone answered, almost unanimously.
obvious contentment on his face. Hemlock made the decision to increase their investment in the chips after the chips were shown to be
result was a chip that was many times more powerful than the old prototype, which was currently implanted in the heads of
made Everblood's stunt so painful because many of the
useful now that I have it, is it really necessary for
back of his bald head while sitting with his arms crossed
air around him was
gazed at
every little advantage that is available to us? If someone
"..I guess."
About The Author's POV - Chapter 675
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