You've become the warden, and you're telling me I'm an undercover agent?

Chapter 379: News of Ritsu-ling's Death! Consulate!
Fortress Zero, Consulate.

This is the highest executive body of the World United Government, composed of more than a dozen ruling elders. The top-ranked elder serves as the Grand Archon, becoming the supreme head of the World United Government.

Today was supposed to be a great day, as a new group of residents had settled in the Utopia. Lord Ritsu-ling should be very happy.

The thirteen ruling elders were sitting upright on the high platform, with smiles on their faces and joy in their hearts.

For the small group of powerful people at the top of the human pyramid, the catastrophe is nothing. It is nothing more than the loss of some assets, but if everyone loses, it is equivalent to no loss.

Moreover, the concept is different if a poor person and a rich person each lose 10,000 yuan.

Now that this group of residents has settled in, they will arrange for more of their family's descendants to enter the Utopia in the next batch. Laying a solid foundation for their families in advance, if civilization is destroyed and the Utopia alone survives, they can continue to be nobles in the Utopia.

At this moment, these people were already discussing the number of places. If it weren't for the order from Lord Luling that some civilians were needed to move in, how could such a good thing possibly be given to civilians?
In troubled times, human lives are worthless, not to mention the end of the world.

Since the Grand Consul was absent, the leader was Zhang Mubai, the second-in-command of the Consulate, who was currently sitting in the center.

"This is the list of the next batch of people entering the Utopia. Please take a look." After summarizing the opinions of the bosses, a clerk handed over a piece of paper.

Zhang Mubai was a man in his forties, a bit overweight and middle-aged. He had a square face, a hair parted in the middle, and was dressed in a suit.

He took the paper and the first name on it was his youngest son Zhang Chao.

That fat guy, who is still a giant baby in the end times at the age of twenty because of his wealthy life, and who yells loudly when things don't go his way.

It would be fine to put him in an ideal country.

It's okay to waste a spot. Zhang Mubai thought so, because he is his own child.
People like Agua have incredible luck and draw a spot; they try their best to avoid being hunted down, and even sacrifice their brother at the critical moment, so that they are eligible to stay.

A giant baby, born with it because he was born in a good family.

Zhang Mubai continued to look down, but at this moment, a guard rushed in from outside. He ran up to Zhang Mubai and wanted to speak.

Zhang Mubai stretched out a hand and restrained him.

The guard swallowed his saliva and was sweating profusely.

But Zhang Mubai doesn't like others interrupting him when he is thinking.

Seeing that the guard below was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, Zhang Mubai saw his hesitant look and became even less anxious.

Others may not understand, but all the members of the ruling group present here understand.

They had also experienced this, for example, when a border fortress was attacked by monsters. Even in an emergency, they had to wait until they slowly took a sip of tea before they could report.

This is the same as the situation at the border gate, where the person doing the work is extremely anxious, but the federal clerk across the window is still leisurely playing with his mobile phone and reading the newspaper.

Just follow the process.

This is a manifestation of rights permeating every detail.

As for why the guard didn't speak out directly, it wasn't his fault. His job was to deliver orders. Even matters concerning the survival of the Federation were discussed with the people in the Executive Council. It didn't matter that he was the same messenger.

After Zhang Mubai finished reading every word on the list, he crossed out a few names and added a few more. Then he glanced at the guard.

The guard, who was already so anxious that he wanted to bite, blurted out:

"Master Luling is gone!"

The entire Consulate fell silent. Everyone, whether consul or other clerks, their first reaction was:

Did I hear wrongly?

Until Zhang Mubai asked with a cold face: "What did you say?"

The officer delivering the message then realized that everyone was staring at him intently. The last time someone was stared at by so many powerful figures was the Grand Archon. The officer took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm his throbbing heart, and then slowly opened his mouth, emphasizing each word:

"Lord Luling, it's gone."

With a "buzz", the heads of the bigwigs in the Executive Council exploded!

No one doesn't know what the law represents.

The matter was so serious and so sudden that even after hearing the news over and over again, the bigwigs in the Executive Yuan still felt as if they were in a dream.

For a moment, everyone asked the police officer who delivered the message:
"What do you mean gone?"

"How come it's gone? Are you sure?"

"Who gave the order? Was he at the scene? Did he see it with his own eyes?"

The police officer was stunned by the question, and the Executive Yuan fell into unprecedented chaos. Some people even rushed down from the platform, grabbed the police officer by the clothes, and asked him to repeat himself.

The commotion intensified. Finally, Zhang Mubai slammed the table and said, "Silence!"

But everyone just looked at him, and the silence lasted only a second or two before chaos broke out again.

Zhang Mubai was so angry that his face turned red. He slammed the table several times. His palms were red and numb. Only then did the Senate quiet down. The consul who was grabbing the police officer's clothes also let go, but did not retreat but stood aside.

Everyone's eyes were once again on the police officer with a nervous look on his face.

"Come on, tell me slowly, how did Lord Luling die?" Zhang Mubai's tone was more serious than ever before, and he spoke almost word by word.

"He was attacked by the Winter Hero, Lord Duan Yue—right in the Tower of Babel."

When Chi Ping punched Yin Tianzheng's head, the circular building he was in was called the Tower of Babel. At that time, Chi Ping was wearing the appearance of the Winter Hero Breaking Mountain.

After hearing these words, the scene was about to become chaotic again, but it was finally stopped by Zhang Mubai.

He asked, "Does Duan Yue have this ability?"

Duan Yue is also a member of the ruling group. Zhang Mubai spends every day with him and knows that he has no chance of killing Lord Luling.

Even a sneak attack is impossible!

"That's right," the police officer said firmly, "Everyone present, the 10,000 or 20,000 people, saw it!"

Zhang Mubai's face darkened completely, like the sea after the night fell, with countless invisible waves hidden beneath his face.

The consuls present remained silent, waiting for him to continue asking questions.

Silence, more than ten seconds of silence. The police officer standing closer saw the Utopia list in Zhang Mubai's hand being pulled into a ball, and his knuckles turning white from excessive force.

Finally, Zhang Mubai asked:
"It's definitely not Duan Yue. Someone else is pretending to be him. As far as we know, who else is there—"

Having said this, Zhang Mubai's voice stopped abruptly.

He mistakenly realized a terrible thing, that is, the one who can kill an S-class must be another S-class. And currently, there is still an S-class missing in the entire World United Government.

Everyone in the ruling group knows this top-secret information.

Could it be that the adult has returned?

This answer made him shudder. He hadn't finished speaking yet, but how could the consul present not know what was coming next?
For a moment, the entire Executive Yuan was silent!
Among them, most were promoted by Luling after Huba disappeared.

If it is really Lord Fearless who has returned, then—

All the consuls present here will be beaten to a pulp and liquidated one by one!
(End of this chapter)