519: Chapter 518 A Delicate Symbiosis!

It worked!

The gamble paid off!

Smith was... no longer a pawn that could be discarded at any moment!

Ever since he chose to betray humanity and send information to the Trisolaran Civilization, he had been very clear about his position.

He was a collaborator, a servant, a tool.

A pawn that could be sacrificed at any time when necessary.

The Trisolaran Civilization needed him only because they required a local who understood humanity, understood Huaxia, and could handle their dirty work.

Once he lost his utility, or if the Trisolaran Civilization found a better replacement, his fate could be easily imagined.

This sword of Damocles hanging over his head made Smith walk on thin ice every single day.

He desperately developed the Earth-Trisolaris Organization, all to increase his bargaining chips, to make himself more useful and irreplaceable.

But today, the four core scientific achievements at the Huaxia Spring Festival Gala were like four heavy hammers, nearly smashing all his efforts into pieces.

In the face of that world-destroying technological gap, he and his "superpowered individuals" seemed so ridiculous, so insignificant.

He had once thought that the day he and his holy land would be "cleansed" was right around the corner.

But in the desperate situation, he had keenly grasped that glimmer of hope.

With a nearly perfect new Demon-Slaying Project, he had successfully convinced that lofty Lord.

He had transformed himself and the entire Earth-Trisolaris Organization from an "offensive" pawn into a "strategic" one.

From now on, if the Trisolaran Civilization wanted to dismantle Huaxia without shedding blood, they would have to rely on him, on his saints, and on this great net he was about to cast, deep into the heart of Huaxia.

The relationship between them had changed from a simple master-servant dynamic to a subtle "symbiosis."

This was what he truly wanted!

Smith laughed for a long time, only stopping when he could no longer catch his breath.

He wiped away his tears and stood up straight again.

At this moment, there was no longer any fear or anxiety in his eyes, replaced instead by unprecedented confidence and ambition.

New text began to appear on the light screen.

[ The technical support required to execute the plan will be issued successively. ]

[ The first thing you need to do is to forge resumes for your eighteen saints that are sufficient to pass the scrutiny of the Huaxia people. ]

[ Time: three months. ]

Smith looked at the instructions on the light screen, a cold smile curling on his lips.

Three months?

You underestimate me.

And you underestimate the power of you Trisolarans too.

"Please rest assured, Lord."

Smith adopted a respectful posture toward the light screen.

"Within one month at most, I will present to you eighteen peerless geniuses capable of shocking the entire Earth Science community."

He knew that in the technology database provided by the Trisolaran Civilization, just by taking out any theory or technology that humanity had not yet touched, it would be enough for any ordinary person to be disguised as a genius like Einstein in a short period.

And his saints, after being modified by the "holy water," had brain development and learning abilities far exceeding ordinary people.

One month was enough.

The light screen flickered, seemingly satisfied with his answer, and then disappeared.

Smith adjusted his papal robes; the ecstasy and excitement on his face had vanished, replaced by a deep coldness.

He pushed open the door and walked out.

Outside the door, Cardinal Nakamura Inao and the eighteen saints were already waiting.

Seeing the Pope come out, their faces all carried a hint of nervousness and inquiry.

"Your Holiness, does the Lord... have any new holy edicts?"

Nakamura Inao asked cautiously.

Smith surveyed the fanatical believers before him, a look of compassion on his face.

"The Lord has already heard our prayers."