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Chapter 592: Phased Operation Targeting Miss Intelligence Machine

[Ding! Plague Doctor Seventh Executive Officer's affinity toward you +10]

[Ding! Plague Doctor Fifth Executive Officer's affinity toward you +14]

In the corridor, listening to the System notifications ringing continuously in his ears, Lynn glanced at the surveillance eyeballs nestled in the corners of the walls. Beneath his mask, a sinister smile crept across his face.

After the System notifications chimed, he knew—everything was developing exactly as he had hoped.

As the saying goes, when the upper beam is crooked, the lower beams are twisted.

And when the lower beams are crooked, the upper beams are surely already rotten to the core.

After all, when there's basically no one from top to bottom who isn't corrupt, then breaking them down from within becomes almost laughably easy.

And now?

With just a small scheme—sacrificing one Bio-armament Factory—he had rallied nearly the entire Action Department as his underlings. After using the remaining batch of bio-armaments to reach a consensus with the High-ranking Officials, he could now truly act with reckless abandon, doing whatever he pleased.

Even if he openly screwed the Doctor's daughter right in front of everyone, that whole crowd would definitely pretend they hadn't seen a thing.That's right!

This was the organizational structure of a Chaotic Alignment!

What beliefs, what ideals, what unity against external threats, what solidarity—none of it mattered as much as cold, hard cash.

So theoretically speaking, as long as you could cater to the interests of most factions and keep them well-fed, then even if you wanted to be the leader of this organization, it would be a piece of cake.

But Lynn also understood very clearly.

This kind of trick could only work against a Chaotic Alignment.

If he tried it against organizations like Nightfall City or the Mechanical Cult, he'd probably be dragged to court for trial before he could even open his mouth. Because organizations with ideals and order never lacked those stubborn bastards who couldn't be bought with benefits and only fought for noble principles.

And dealing with those impenetrable creatures was the hardest part.

Lynn smiled mysteriously, draping his arms around the slender waists of two succubi, and said:

"Alright, brothers, let's go. Now it's our turn to deal with that Mechanical Girl!"

The surrounding Plague Doctors immediately raised their fists and roared, their morale soaring.

Now, the plan could be considered more than half successful. The entire Leviathan had been penetrated like a sieve by him. All he had to do next was follow the steps, find an opportunity to take out Doctor 315, and he would have successfully completed his mission.

Of course.

If he could also take out that Mechanical Girl along the way, that would be even better.

[Ding! You have suffered Contract backlash. Your S&M Power is continuously charging!]

[Ding! You have suffered Contract backlash. Your S&M Power has reached MAX!]

Forcing himself to completely ignore the backlash from the Contract, Lynn smiled as he led his group of underlings swiftly to the command center specially arranged for him upstairs.

"Get ready to set up."

"According to the blueprints I gave you, equip all the bio-armaments in their designated positions. Then we can watch that machine's performance."

Lynn flicked his robe and sat down. A lackey immediately and swiftly slid under Lynn's backside, acting with utmost thoughtfulness as Lynn's human seat cushion. It was so natural that even Lynn felt a little embarrassed.

"Executive Officer, do we need to send more personnel?"

"The entire Action Department—854 brothers, fifty squads—all await your command!"

"The brothers are on standby at all times!"

The squad leaders of several major teams stood neatly on either side of him, their gazes filled with respect for this newly appointed Executive Officer.

After all, Lynn had fed them to the brim. Not respecting him was out of the question!

"No need."

Lynn smiled as he leaned back on his human seat cushion, stroking the tip of the succubus secretary's tail while elegantly tapping a gold-inlaid pointer in one hand. With two charming succubus sisters nestled against him, he looked like a super villain—elegant yet sinister.

His finger twitched slightly.

His underling immediately understood and connected him to the surveillance feed of that corridor.

As soon as the feed connected, Lynn immediately saw that Mechanical Girl, who had nearly crushed that Aberration into pieces. Her body was splattered with blood, her gaze icy cold. Seizing the gap during the Aberration's fragmentation, she didn't hesitate. With one sword strike, she cleaved the blood-and-flesh wall blocking the path in two.

"Now we just need to watch the show. To deal with this Mechanical Girl, we can't rush for quick results. We have to take it step by step."

"I have plenty of experience with this."

Lynn smiled, taking the blood-red wine handed over by a succubus sister, pulling out a straw, and elegantly sipping a little.

Ah!

This was the difference!

Miss Intelligence Machine, you definitely never saw this coming.

The ones coming to besiege you now are no longer those Plague Doctors—it's me, your lovely teammate.

But don't worry. I won't kill you that quickly. Otherwise, this Eighth Executive Officer position would lose its meaning. I'll deal with you while continuing my infiltration. By the time you're almost through the level, you'll find that I've been waiting for you at the final boss room for a long time...

~

Meanwhile.

Boom—

With a deafening crash, Silver Fantasy shot through the first area's constraints like a bolt of blue lightning.

Gripping her Monomolecular Blade, her expression was cold and grim.

Because dealing with that nearly unkillable Aberration had already wasted far too much time in the first area.

And most importantly.

Even after she had practically torn the first area apart, she still hadn't found a single trace of that bastard. Could a grown man really have just vanished into thin air?

The only explanation.

Was that he had already found some way she didn't know about to evade both her and the enemy's eyes and had infiltrated deeper.

"That damn bastard!"

Her gaze turned frigid. A chilling fury kept rising within her consciousness.

If it were before, she would never have been this angry. But every time she thought of that bastard, she couldn't help recalling those scenes of humiliation at his hands—it made her rage uncontrollably and drove her to want to crush him.

And as the Supreme Unit of the Mechanical Cult, how could she ever allow a scoundrel like him to surpass her and pin her down?!

She would show everyone.

Even without that bastard, she could complete this mission alone!

Without hesitation, her helmet clicked down, a blue light screen flickering across it. Her body shot forward like a leopard, racing swiftly down the corridor.

Thump—

The corridor was eerily empty.

So quiet that she could clearly hear her own footsteps.

Unlike the first area's dense network of watching eyeballs, this area was far too calm. So calm it sent chills down one's spine.

Her gaze grew increasingly alert.

Because she knew very well—the more a place seemed devoid of danger, the more dangerous it actually was.

You had no idea what might be waiting for you ahead.

~

Back in the main command center, Lynn leaned on his human seat cushion, smiling as he lightly tapped his pointer, watching Silver Fantasy racing through the corridor. He waited quietly.

And finally, just as she had charged about halfway down the corridor, Lynn felt the timing was right.

He flicked his pointer, smiled as he propped his cheek on his hand, and elegantly extended a hand, saying:

"Close the door. Release the poison."

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