Although Robert's head was bruised by the blow, he still did not dare to move and knelt on the ground respectfully.

"Sir, it's my incompetence." Looking at Jibril who was in a rage, Robert could only give up trying to excuse himself and take the blame.

"Hmph..." Looking at the well-behaved Robert, Jibril snorted coldly.

"You don't need to tell me, I know, isn't it just that damn heavenly being who is causing trouble behind the scenes?"

"Um..." Robert looked at Jibril's confident look and was silent for a while, but finally spoke up.

"No, sir."

"This matter... really has nothing to do with heavenly beings."

……

Duke looked at Atlantic Federation's report about Terrell and shook his head in a funny way.

"It seems that there are still some knowledgeable people in this country."

"It's just...at this moment, is it already...too late?"

"Boss, there is news from the Intelligence Department." Yin Wen walked into the office.

He hurriedly placed a pad on Duke's desk.

Duke picked up the pad and started to read the information displayed on the screen.

"...Geometeorological Research Association? Fission Committee? Medical and Biological Research Association?"

"There is also the Infinite Environmental Protection Organization, ga, who used our help to attack Desert Dawn. They are all closely related to the Atlantic Federation, or LG." Yin Wen said solemnly.

"Except for the one that jumped out and was expelled by us, several other organizations have branches within our borders."

"That is to say..."

"Huh!" Duke decisively picked up the landline phone beside him.

"In other words, the people behind these people actually know everything about Africa." He interrupted Yin Wen's statement while dialing.

"Just in time, I was worried that there was no reason to kill these guys!"

"..." Yin Wen was silent for a moment.

"You... do you know that there is something fishy about these people?" he asked hesitantly.

"Of course." Duke nodded.

"Everyone——" The phone was connected.

"Meteorological Research Association, Fission Committee, Medical and Biological Research Industrial Group." Duke said calmly to the landline.

"Do you want to keep the tail?" There was only a brief inquiry from the landline.

"No." Duke said coldly.

"Yes!"

"Card!" Duke buttoned up the phone.

"Have someone from the human resources department come over. There are some moths that need to be dealt with personally." Duke said coldly.

"Yes..." Yin Wen nodded immediately and said.

In the following time, the African Community, now almost completely controlled by Actaeon, began to operate at full capacity.

Actaeon, who was aloof, began to take action personally to deal with these hidden dangers left by the Atlantic Federation.

It is also from this moment on that Actaeon has truly achieved his goal and has complete control over the African Community.

In the past, Duke knew about the existence of these moths, but he had no good reason.

And now, Terrell's self-destruction has given Duke a reason to deal with them.

……

Xinyue City, Ma Ningze's office.

"Tsk..." Ma Ningze looked at the enthusiastic Terrell on TV with mixed emotions.

"I never expected that such a big thunder would break out."

Speaking of this, Ma Ningze asked doubtfully.

"Xiao Li, that miniaturized mirage device..."

"It's not me." Xiaoli said.

"The gods did not intervene in this incident."

"This phantom clock] is the latest research result of Adukov Machinery Industry."

"Adukov?" Ma Ningze frowned.

In the CE world, Aktaeon Industries is only the second largest industrial group.

The number one leader is Adukov Machinery Industry.

Behind Adukov, the Azrael Consortium is the largest controlling shareholder.

"Wait..." Ma Ningze's eyes widened.

"Azrael? Could it be..."

"Sir, your secret weapon is starting to work." Xiaoli was stunned for a moment, and then said happily.

"The largest controlling shareholder behind Adukov Industries is none other than Murta Azrael."

"...What is he going to do?" When Ma Ningze heard the news, he did not immediately become happy.

"Sir, I received an email from Mr. Murtha." Xiao Li placed an email on the monitor in front of Ma Ningze.

In addition to the signature, this email contains some nonsense.

To this day, it is still hard for me to believe in the future you describe, and I absolutely do not believe that humans can live a so-called utopian life.]

But, since I have experienced everything you have put me through...]

Maybe, maybe, there is a slight probability...]

Maybe, you might be right.]

No matter what, I will repay the... sins that I have committed that can be redeemed.]

The rest will be left to future generations to comment on!】

——Murta Azrael]

"..." Looking at this email, Ma Ningze really didn't know whether to feel sad or happy.

He has truly transformed Murtagh.

However, he had no way of knowing what kind of future Murtagh would choose.

How will he face his past self?

What mood and thoughts did he have when he wrote this email?

Ma Ningze is unknown.

Perhaps, as Murtagh himself said, the merits and demerits of right and wrong have their own merits, and future generations will comment...right?

……

pnt supreme council.

The list published by Terrell includes not only moles who are natural persons, but also moles who have been recruited or sent to PNT by the Atlantic Federation.

"This is too much!" The angry National Defense Commissioner, Edward Lee, slammed the table angrily.

"Atlantic Federation! They actually..."

"Ha! It's strange that the Atlantic Federation doesn't infiltrate us!" Administrative Member Christa said with a sneer.

"But the question is, why can they recruit adjusters?"

"When PNT seeks benefits for the future of adjusters, why are there still adjusters betraying their motherland?"

"This is where we should reflect, right?" he said angrily.

"I think this is normal. Maybe the Atlantic Federation threatened their families?" Ricardo Orff, another defense committee member on the side, shook his head.

"Orff, it seems inappropriate for you to say this as a defense committee member, right?" the judicial committee member on the side said calmly.

"Jessek, if you have a more appropriate argument, I'm all ears." Orff responded without hesitation.

"Ahem!" Durandal, who was sitting in the main seat, coughed.

When everyone heard this voice, they calmed down from the quarrel.
Chapter completed!