Chapter 1314
Big Brother, please guide us!
After Cui Ming resolved the two problems, someone was bound to ask about the situation.
The heavy alloy door closed behind them with a dull thud as it locked with hydraulic pressure. This secret room, located deep within NERV headquarters, had walls covered in specially designed soundproofing material, preventing even the slightest outside sound from penetrating. A pale, cold light streamed down from recessed ceiling lights, illuminating five figures seated around a round conference table.
These people are completely different from those on SEELE's side.
Sitting directly opposite Choi Myung was a short-haired woman in a crisp military uniform, the insignia on her shoulders indicating she represented the will of a major power. To her left was a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, a half-lit fountain pen between his fingers, his knuckles slightly thickened from years of pen use. Beyond that was a taciturn elderly man, his white hair meticulously combed, his eyes sharp as a hawk's. The other two sat at opposite ends of the long table; one was flipping through paper files, the rustling of the pages particularly clear in the silence, while the other rested his hands on the table, his gaze never leaving Choi Myung's face.
If SEELE hadn't still been somewhat useful, it would have been dealt with by the five men behind Choi Myung long ago.
These five, though liaisons, wielded terrifying power. They represented the will of five great nations, possessing resources sufficient to turn any region into scorched earth within twenty-four hours, and enough to completely eliminate the old foxes lurking in the shadows of SEELE. Yet now, in this secret room where only Cui Ming remained, five pairs of eyes were focused on him, awaiting an explanation.
So now, in this secret room where only Choi Myung is present, Choi Myung is talking to their holographic projection about the current situation.
“Mr. Cui Ming, one of the two creatures in the volcano is an apostle, and the other…” The short-haired woman spoke first. Her voice was steady, with the composure unique to those who had long held positions of power, but the frequency of her fingertips tapping lightly on the table betrayed her inner urgency.
"An extradimensional being, anyway, that guy has a nickname: Magma Superman. If he creates a Hellish Super Beast, someone's going to suffer." Cui Ming leaned back in his chair, his hands crossed over his stomach, his tone as calm as if he were discussing the weather. His gaze swept over the five people present, not missing a single change in their expressions.
"...Excuse me, what is the Hell Beast...?" The middle-aged man wearing glasses pushed up his glasses, twirling a pen between his fingers, making a soft scraping sound.
"It's nothing, just a fusion of monsters and alien creatures. This Hellish Super Beast is very unfriendly to humans." Cui Ming sat up straight, took out a small data storage device from his pocket, and casually tossed it onto the table. The metal casing collided with the synthetic material, making a crisp sound. "To be precise, it's extremely cruel to pregnant women and fetuses."
Then Cui Ming explained to his older sister what this thing was all about.
He stood up, walked around the conference table, and went to the projector on the wall, inserting the memory into the port. The stark white light instantly switched, projecting a blurry video onto the wall. The image showed a monster covered in spikes, resembling a twisted infant, clearly labeled as Massalius.
“Masalius is a hellish super beast created by the Mazar people, who are also from another dimension. It does not belong to the Yapool faction, but to the Fragment faction.” Cui Ming pointed to the hideous image on the screen, his finger lingering on the monster’s distorted face for a moment. “Its birth requires Yapool fragments as a condition. When Yapool is killed, various fragments are sometimes scattered. Its body fragments in the other dimension are scattered throughout the universe. The Mazar people infect pregnant mothers by raining blood, and with the fragments distorting the fetus’s maternal energy, the super beast Masalius is born.”
The old man frowned, his white eyebrows furrowing together. The man flipping through the files stopped what he was doing, the papers hanging in mid-air.
“Once born, that thing will instinctively seek out its mother, then devour her, absorbing her complete maternal energy to complete its final evolution.” Cui Ming’s voice echoed in the confined space, flat and emotionless, yet sending a chill down one’s spine. “Its cries can shatter all glass within a three-kilometer radius, and touching it can cause high-strength alloys to corrode within ten seconds. Most terrifying of all is its influence on the human mind. That twisted, morbid attachment and destructive urge is enough to cause an elite force to kill each other within five minutes of contact.” The short-haired woman, the eldest sister, her expression turned grave. She stared at the distorted monster image on the screen, her fingers ceasing their tapping on the table, slowly clenching into a fist.
This guy is actually very scary.
“If that Mazar were to rain blood over the Third New Tokyo City,” Cui Ming pulled out the memory, the projected image vanished instantly, and the pale light once again enveloped the secret room, “if Massalius were to be born in any residential area, the consequences would be self-evident. It is virtually immortal in magma, and with the Yapool fragments, it could create an endless number of these hellish super-beasts. The city would become a maternity ward, and every pregnant woman would become a time bomb.”
That is, they encountered Ace, who had transformed into a Deus Ex-God-level being...
Cui Ming walked back to his seat, pulled out a chair, and sat down, the metal legs scraping against the floor with a harsh sound. He looked at the five people present, his gaze calm: "This time, we managed to cut it and that apostle into pieces before it even had a chance to spread its blood rain. That's good enough; the action was swift enough. The lava layer is still being cleared, and I will make sure that not a single Mazar cell remains, nor a single drop of contaminated blood seeps into the groundwater. That thing cannot be left even as a scum."
A long silence fell over the secret room. The five liaisons exchanged glances, and finally, the older woman slowly nodded, pulled a new report from her folder, and pushed it to the center of the table.
"Understood. We will provide full support in terms of subsequent resource allocation. Also, regarding SEELE..."
The eldest sister leaned back in her chair, her fingertips lightly tapping the table, her gaze serious. The other four liaison officers also looked up; clearly, this was the core issue of today's meeting.
"I'll handle them. How's the investigation into their assets going?" Cui Ming crossed his arms over his stomach, his tone as calm as if he were discussing tomorrow's weather, but the coldness in his eyes made the temperature in the secret room drop several degrees.
The middle-aged man with glasses opened the folder in his hand and pushed up his glasses: "It's all under surveillance, don't worry. All the flow of funds, overseas accounts, those real estates used for money laundering, and the spies they've planted in various countries are all being watched by our people. With just one order, we can freeze 80% of their operating funds within 24 hours."
“Very good,” Cui Ming nodded, leaning forward slightly, his gaze sweeping over the five people present. His voice was lowered, but carried an undeniable weight. “Please remember, everyone, these old men are just bored and have nothing better to do than be anti-human. They talk about the future of humanity, but what they do is use children as experimental subjects. Gendo Ikari may be a scoundrel, but at least he still retains some humanity. Those old guys in the SEELE circle don’t even have that.”
Everyone nodded.
The short-haired woman sighed softly, the badge on her shoulder gleaming coldly under the light: "Indeed. We thought they were just radical reformers, but we never imagined they'd gone this far. They're gambling with the fate of all humanity just to realize their twisted script."
"Those lunatics in S, that's definitely the situation." The taciturn old man finally spoke, his voice hoarse like sandpaper scraping. "They've been hiding in the shadows for too long, so long that they've forgotten that this world still has rules. Mr. Cui Ming, go ahead and do it; the five of us will cover for you in our respective positions." (End of Chapter)