113: Chapter 113 The Dark Web Organization

While Chu Ge was busy researching gene reagents at the Research Institute, he never expected that his name was already on the CIA's red-letter list.

Initially, John Wilson didn't pay much attention to Chu Ge, only having his subordinates collect some basic information. Based on his understanding of China, if someone were truly leading the entire situation, they certainly wouldn't appear so blatantly in the public eye.

He assumed it was a smokescreen released by the Chinese government.

Like an old fox, he naturally showed off his cleverness, but sometimes fate works in strange ways.

It perfectly matched the old saying about being too clever for one's own good.

So, when his subordinates placed Chu Ge's files in front of him today, the old fox John Wilson keenly sensed that something was wrong.

The Chief Designer of the aerospace carrier "kunpeng" was still this same name, and the resume his subordinates had obtained was completely devoid of value except for the earliest entries.

The rest was entirely blank, save for a single, lonely sentence: Employed at the Yanjing Weapons Research Institute, position: Academician.

In other words, for over a year, Chu Ge's information had been strictly controlled, except for what the authorities wanted the outside world to know.

John Wilson still felt a hint of abnormality. With his many years of immersion in Chinese workplace culture, he knew it was unheard of for such a young ordinary person to reach the heavens in a single bound and obtain the noble title of Academician.

Something must have happened in between—something major that they were unable to understand.

Thinking of this, John Wilson hesitated no longer. He grabbed the files on his desk and sprinted toward the office of his direct superior, Rodriguez.

"Director, it seems we overlooked someone before: Chu Ge. China's Controllable Nuclear Fusion and the aerospace carrier are both his handiwork."

John Wilson didn't even knock. He spoke hurriedly as he entered. Rodriguez was on the phone and waved at John to sit down, then continued his lengthy conversation.

Five minutes later, Rodriguez finally hung up and looked at his old subordinate with a smile.

"John, I heard you. That Chu—didn't you already send people to investigate him?"

"Director, according to our previous thinking, such mega-projects are usually run by a team. In China, it would take at least several munitions factories and Research Institutes working together to achieve such large-scale systematic research."

"However, from the information currently being fed back, it doesn't seem to be that way. It's more like they are arranging their entire layout around this Chu Ge. Also, this 23-year-old young man is probably the most popular person in all of China right now."

"So, your point is?"

Rodriguez didn't quite grasp the old fox's meaning.

"If all of this is led by this young man, then he is a once-in-a-century super genius. Haven't we been too perfunctory in our treatment of such a figure?"

John Wilson looked at his boss with piercing eyes, waiting for him to remember something.

"John, do you mean to activate the Dark Web?"

Thank goodness. John Wilson breathed a sigh of relief; at least his boss hadn't forgotten that organization.

The "Dark Web" was an organization the CIA had planted in Asia. Its members had mysterious identities, and in some countries with lax controls, they had even infiltrated both the military and political spheres.

This was because the "Dark Web" did not pursue short-term interests but was a long-term plan. A Dark Web intelligence officer might lurk in a country for ten years without ever receiving a mission, appearing as if they had been forgotten by the American intelligence system.

In reality, they were the CIA's trump card. God only knows what position a well-resourced person could climb to in ten years.

Especially in countries controlled by America, like South Korea and Japan, such people were like fish in water. they flooded the massive bureaucratic systems of both countries, slowly taking root and sprouting, then approaching the center of power step by step.

The role this group played behind the scenes in the so-called pro-American regimes of many countries was actually immense. Rather than calling them 'pro-American,' it would be more direct to say they were practically puppets.

"Yes, it's time to activate the Dark Web over there—and activate all of it. Use all of the Dark Web's power in Asia to thoroughly investigate this Chu Ge. We must master all intelligence on him before we make our move."

John Wilson let out a heavy sigh after speaking. He felt as if he had found his direction in life again, and the reason for it was actually a young man from China.

"Very well, John, I agree with your idea. I'll have the authorization transferred to you shortly. You will be responsible for all Dark Web personnel in Asia. However, John, this is political capital we built using countless resources, money, and time."

"Even during the most severe military confrontations in the past, we never activated the Dark Web on such a wide scale. You should know the consequences behind this."

Rodriguez spoke solemnly to John Wilson. He agreed with John's suggestion, but the "Dark Web" was essentially the CIA's hole card. By playing this card, he was essentially wagering the CIA's reputation and even his own political career.

If someone were to catch him in the act now, the consequences would be unimaginable, and the impact on America's international standing would be a fatal blow. Therefore, no matter what, he could not allow that to happen.

"Understood, I will handle it with caution, Boss."

John Wilson bid a hasty farewell. He couldn't wait to issue the orders; this was his final desperate gamble.

Half an hour later.

In various corners of many Asian countries, they received a text message almost simultaneously. It was an encrypted program. Some were in meetings, some were socializing, and some were writing performance reports; at this moment, they all looked at their standby blue screens in unison.

Perhaps many of them had even forgotten their roles, having nearly integrated into the countries where they had lived for so long.

Some reacted quickly, while others considered for a long time. Ultimately, they all pressed their fingerprints onto the screens.

"Fingerprint recognition complete, verification successful. Dark Web AAA-level action plan has been issued. All Dark Web personnel, please execute at all costs after viewing. Confidentiality level: Top Secret. The torch of Lady Liberty shall finally bring light!"

The last sentence was a two-way code phrase. While they were still dazed, the blue screens returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

An invisible great web had begun to form.

...

Their target, Academician Chu, was currently frowning. After a day's work, the Gene Medicine was no longer an issue—it was just a few compound equations, after all—but how to explain it to Old Chen was what troubled him.

No wonder people say one lie requires countless others to cover it up. Having made up his mind, Chu Ge stood up and walked downstairs. He decided to be as honest as possible with Academician Chen, hiding only the existence of System Big Brother.

As for the rest, he would just take credit for it himself. After all, having too many skills is no burden. It's just a gene reagent; even the Interstellar Fleet has already been introduced. Thinking of this, Chu Ge felt completely relaxed.