206: Identity exposed

Chapter 205: Identity Exposed

In Pangu City, there stood a super luxurious building.

Inside the conference room, dozens of air purifiers and energetic material analyzers were working simultaneously, ensuring the indoor air was sterile and filled with active material energy.

Twelve powerful individuals sat around an oval mahogany table.

They were very old; medicine could no longer maintain the skin on their faces, and wrinkles covered their aged cheeks, leaving them all in a state of decrepitude.

The twelve powerful individuals were of both genders, and all had undergone some degree of alloy modification, with the modified parts gleaming with a metallic, eerie light, much like their solemn faces.

They were among the first to stand at the peak, and also among the first to undergo modifications.

If one were to judge by strength, they might not be the twelve strongest in Adam City, but they were definitely the most senior.

"Hey, old friends, are you choosing to go into the hibernation pods?" a raspy voice asked, laced with a touch of self-deprecation.

"Hehehe... I'm already old as dirt, why waste limited resources? Isn't it better for you and me to eat barbecue, drink alcohol, drive sports cars, pick up girls, and go clubbing?" another old man said.

"You're already 230 years old, can you even still pick up girls? Are you even capable?" a raspy voice of an elderly woman rang out.

The mocked old man looked at the elderly woman and said disdainfully, "Thirty like a wolf, forty like a tiger, fifty can suck soil while sitting, sixty can still be wild. You aren't young either, you're 210, right? Do you still have your period?"

They rarely met, being 'supported' by technology within their respective families; they were considered the 'living fossils' of their families, possessing knowledge of history both before and after the Blue Star mutation.

"I'm 210, and my breasts are still big and perky. You try getting one up for me to see."

"Hehehe..."

Inside the conference room, various eerie and strange laughter rang out.

"Creak."

The conference room's specially made bulletproof metal door was opened by a steady, powerful hand, revealing a middle-aged man wearing a form-fitting suit with a white shirt underneath.

His attire was simple and formal.

"Directors, long time no see." The middle-aged man's voice was low and magnetic.

"Jehovah the kid is here."

"Kid Jehovah, long time no see. How is your great-great-great-grandfather?"

Although the most senior elders were cynical, they were still very polite to Jehovah.

It wasn't just because of his status and strength; it also had to do with his family.

"He is doing well... sleeping very well in the hibernation pod." Jehovah sat down beside Youxisi and nodded at him.

"Today, I have invited you all to the highest conference room in Adam City because there is an important matter I wish to consult with the twelve directors about."

Jehovah did not waste words and went straight to the point. Every second for these directors who had lived for over two hundred years could not be wasted; time, for them, was the most expensive luxury on Blue Star.

A huge blue display screen appeared before them, its thickness negligible.

On the screen, Poseidon and Xu Jingzhe were fighting earth-shatteringly, with every punch landing squarely on flesh.

The only drawback to such a spectacular scene was the lack of clarity and the occasional appearance of white static.

The battle scene kept changing, causing the picture to shake, and the figures of the two kept swaying.

The twelve directors frowned simultaneously; one of them frowned especially deeply because Poseidon was a core disciple of his family.

Eleven of them didn't know how long it had been since they had seen such garbage image quality. Was this a 0.93-level technological civilization?

It was embarrassing.

A rare gleam of light erupted in Derry · Olympus's cloudy eyes, and Poseidon's every strike was reflected in his deep blue pupils.

"This battle took place deep in the Pollution Zone. By the time I obtained this battle footage, they had already been fighting for a full month."

"According to the continuous intelligence coming from Tark City, they... are still fighting!"

The twelve elders' pupils constricted. They had been fighting for a whole month.

Regardless of their strength, just this kind of high-intensity combat and indomitable spirit could weed out eighty percent of the elites on Blue Star.

Moreover, looking at the two in the footage, every strike was filled with explosive power, fighting for their lives.

For ordinary people, a life-and-death battle usually leads to realization and improvement in strength. These two had been fighting for a full month; it was unimaginable.

It was practically a war between 'nations'!

The screen was paused, zoomed in, and locked onto Xu Jingzhe.

At this moment, Xu Jingzhe was covered in wounds, his abdomen pierced through, and blood stained his entire body.

"Please, Directors, remember this person's current appearance. Do not overlook any details." Jehovah's voice was grave and very serious.

He was always like this with his work, meticulous.

The footage continued to jump, and the time froze ten seconds later.

The twelve elders were all shocked, rays of light shooting from their cloudy eyes, filled with disbelief.

In just ten seconds, his battered body had been restored.

After a brief silence, someone jumped up and said, "No, impossible, my God."

"Is he a 'god' to have such strong recovery abilities!"

"Was this intentionally cut and pasted by someone?"

"..."

Inside the conference room, the twelve elders were like they had been injected with adrenaline, each one 'coming alive' and loudly discussing this matter.

"Beep, beep..."

Just then, Jehovah extended his right hand, and his high-end custom watch received the news he wanted.

There was clear anger in the corners of his mature eyes, which was instantly suppressed.

He bowed slightly, lowered his head, and whispered a few words into Youxisi's ear. Youxisi nodded, and from then on, he took charge of the situation.

Jehovah strode away, his well-tailored high-end suit perfectly accentuating his physique. He was a very charismatic middle-aged man; with an image like this, who knows how many young fangirls he would attract if he went out.

In another conference room, which was incomparably luxurious, a huge gold and crystal chandelier hung with strands of jewels, swaying with the breeze.

Jehovah stood at the window, looking down at New York, this vibrant punk city.

New York was the main city of Adam City, a super city full of violence, hormones, grotesque, and technology.

"This person's real name is Xu Jingzhe. He is an orphan. In his sixteenth-year coming-of-age test... he just barely met the standard to enter the Chemical Zone."

"Get to the point," Jehovah said in a deep voice.

"The two people responsible for testing him at the time have both been found. One is named Mike, and the other is named Xia Qingli, both from the same squad."

"However..."

Jehovah waved his hand, interrupting the man: "Tonight, I want to see these two, regardless of which city they are in."

"And... investigate his ID card and his relationship with the Su City Qin Family and the Li Family clearly for me."

"Now, put pressure on the high-level officials of Nüwa City. The Qin Family and the Li Family must give the Four Main Cities an explanation."

A blonde, blue-eyed woman wearing a secretary uniform bowed, her high heels silent, and slowly exited.

Jehovah stood in front of the window, gently stroking his custom high-end watch, his gaze seemingly penetrating through layers of buildings, reaching deep underground.