265: Chapter 265 Oscialia

[Pokemon Dimension anchored]

[Please select the landing location]

In this mystical state that felt as if it could scan the entire Pokémon World, Lin Fang quickly turned his gaze to the elven kingdom of Osialia, a place even satellites deliberately avoided in this world.

What secrets were hidden here?

Soon, Lin Fang discovered something unusual about this place.

In the heart of the vast, boundless forest, there actually stood a human city. The city wasn't large, covering an area of about twenty square kilometers.

However, its opulence was in no way inferior to any top-tier human metropolis in the outside world; it even exuded a sense of extravagant luxury that seemed to transcend its time.

And many of the people living here were well-known national leaders or heavyweight figures, some even beyond the reach of newly powerful individuals like Howard.

And these people shared a common trait: in the eyes of the outside world, they had all died for various reasons...

Lin Fang's expression gradually turned strange.

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In a luxurious manor within this city, over a dozen figures were gazing affectionately at a little girl playing with pokémon in front of them.

A middle-aged man in a suit couldn't help but squat down and say, 'Little Aisha, come here quickly and let me give you a hug.'

If a seasoned international political observer had been present, they would have gasped in shock. This middle-aged man was none other than Winston Watson, who had announced his accidental death due to sudden heart failure in his own manor fifty-seven years ago—the grandson of the fifth President of America.

He was actually still alive, and the others present were all successive heirs of the Watson family and several of their wives.

Even more terrifying was the fact that this great fifth President, who had led America toward the light, was also here...

'Great-grandfather,'

The little girl's voice was sweet and soft as she stumbled into the arms of the man who had just spoken. The girl was about two years old, with bright golden hair and blue eyes, utterly adorable.

'Yes!' The middle-aged man laughed heartily.

The others also watched the scene with smiles until the little girl was taken away by the butler and disappeared down the flower-lined path leading to the main building of the manor. Only then did the warm, affectionate atmosphere in the courtyard vanish.

Witt Watson took out a thick envelope from his pocket and respectfully handed it to the elderly man seated in the main position—Henry Watson, the fifth President of America, who should have been lying in the national cemetery, revered by all.

Witt's expression was somewhat concerned.

'Great-great-grandfather, news has come from outside. Yesterday, a company of unknown origin caused a stir in the outside world. Available intelligence indicates that this company appeared quite mysteriously and possesses a very powerful fleet and biotechnology...'

'The Guardians of other countries have likely received this news as well.'

'Oh, let me see,'

Henry took the envelope. Seeing this, the other members of the Watson family tactfully excused themselves.

After opening the envelope, Henry flipped through the documents and photos inside one by one, his expression shifting from initial indifference to shock.

The contents left him incredulous. Henry even uttered a somewhat foolish question: 'Is the information accurate?'

Witt replied respectfully, 'It is accurate. The outside world is already in turmoil.'

'Prepare the car. Contact the other nine Guardians. We will convene a Guardians meeting immediately,' Henry's eyes gleamed sharply, revealing the demeanor of the greatest president in history.

'Understood...'

Soon, a car drove out of the manor and headed directly into the depths of a secret park in the eastern part of the city. There stood a large building twenty stories high and a hundred meters wide.

The building resembled a large shopping mall, but unlike other malls in the outside world located in bustling city centers, it was situated deep within a deserted park.

The only difference was that hundreds of long, wooden stake-like objects surrounded the front of the building, forming a unique array-like structure.

If someone were to scrape off the camouflage on the surface, they would find that it was made of a metal—lead. This structure prevented any electrical signals from entering or escaping.

This building had a very resounding name: The Sanctuary.

A faint scent of blood lingered in the air.

Beneath the calm exterior of this building, inside, it was bustling with activity. Hundreds of workers in uniforms were engaged in tasks that would drive certain organizations in the outside world to hysteria.

Slaughtering pokémon.

Fully automated conveyor belts extended from different entrances, carrying not goods but various types of unconscious pokémon.

After every drop of blood was extracted from each pokémon, they were discarded into the waste area. Buckets upon buckets of blood were transported deep into the factory...

At this moment, in an underground room of this building, nine stern-faced figures sat around a heavy circular wooden table, occasionally conversing about something.

After entering, Henry walked directly to the central position.

'Good afternoon, fellow Guardians. Without further ado, the 118th Guardians meeting begins now.'

Everyone fell silent.

Henry gave them a slight bow and continued, 'According to the order of the presiding Guardian's term, I am presiding over this month's Guardians meeting. I have just uploaded the information to the system.'

As he spoke, some documents and images appeared on the screen behind him.

'I assume everyone is clear about the agenda of this meeting. An unknown company has appeared in the outside world, named Third-Party Biotechnology. It possesses formidable strength and could even affect the world's structure. Today's question is, what should we do about this company?'

Henry shared the information he had obtained.

'Where did this even come from?'

'I also received the news. That fleet is definitely not from our world. Could this company truly be an alien force?'

'These biological weapons are not to be underestimated.'

'The most terrifying thing is that T-Virus...'

'But what should we do?'

Around the round table, voices of complaint or caution immediately arose.

After all, they had managed to live for so long and naturally disliked the emergence of such anomalies. They preferred a stable world order, which allowed them to control the world from the shadows.

'In the past century, this is the first time such a change has occurred. If not handled properly, the secrets of Osialia will be exposed to the public, and the world will descend into chaos.'

'We would also...'

Henry stated gravely. Although he didn't finish his sentence, everyone else knew what it meant.

Everyone fell silent.

After a moment, a graceful woman slowly said, 'How about... we invite the mastermind behind this company to join us? No one would refuse such a temptation.'

As soon as she spoke, everyone present was taken aback.

Someone stood up and said loudly,

'Elizabeth, what kind of talk is that? We don't have enough to go around as it is. How can we let them in?'

'Exactly, not a single share for them!'