Simultaneous travel: The group is about to be wiped out

Chapter 239 The Company's Insider

Zhao Fangxu paused for a moment, picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip, and said slowly:
"Chen Feng and Zhang Zhiwei did a great job of identifying Qu Tong as a potential threat, which can be considered as preventing problems before they occur. They have solved a major obstacle for the company and defused a time bomb in advance, which can be considered a contribution to us."

"In this way, the merits and demerits cancel each other out, and the matter can be considered closed. However, the impact of this matter is still very bad, so I have decided to impose another punishment: the two of them are not allowed to leave the mountain for three years, unless there are special circumstances, but they must also obtain the company's permission."

"So, how is everyone feeling?"

He held out his hands, asking for other people's opinions.

Clearly, the company's chairman didn't want to dwell on this matter too much and chose to let it go.

As for special circumstances requiring company permission, that's even easier to say. Given Chen Feng and Zhang Zhiwei's status, they can usually grant any request they make to Zhao Fangxu, as long as it's not too difficult.

The other directors didn't have much of an opinion, except for one person: Huang Boren.

The director, who specializes in scientific research and technology, snorted coldly, strongly expressing his dissatisfaction.

"Old Zhao, you weren't like this before. In my opinion, this matter must be dealt with decisively, otherwise what will happen in the future? What about the dignity of our company?!"

"So what if someone is powerful? Throughout history, there have been many extraordinary individuals whose strength is unparalleled. Take that Overlord of the Ages, for example. He was incredibly powerful, unmatched before or since. But what was the result? Wasn't he still suppressed by the Han Ancestor, who was just an ordinary person?"

"Nowadays, our country is powerful and has a wealth of scientific research weapons. If we really want to use them, let alone these two, the Celestial Master and the Tang Clan leader, we can kill even more than just them!"

As the head of the research department, he has been in charge of weapons research in recent years. He has created many things by combining the magical methods of the superhumans, and there are even quite a few special weapons specifically designed to target superhumans.

Even the most powerful superhumans cannot be a match for technological weapons; this was beyond doubt in Huang Bohua's mind.

He knew that it was unrealistic to execute Zhang Zhiwei and the other man directly, but that punishment was too lenient.

Facing his longtime friend, Zhao Fangxu couldn't bring himself to say anything resolute. He could only sigh and offer words of comfort.

"Old Huang, things aren't calculated that way. It's true that we can deal with even the strongest superhumans in the world, but in order to better maintain the stability of the superhuman world, it's necessary to make appropriate concessions."

"These two have special identities, especially Sect Leader Chen Feng. He has been cooperating with the upper echelons for decades and has resolved many troublesome matters. It can be said that it is precisely because of the assistance of the Tang Sect that there have been far fewer disputes in the world of supernatural beings."

As chairman, he has to consider various factors.

Sitting to the side, Chairman Su nodded and said softly, "By the way, Lao Huang, just like you said, let's assume that if we really have to fight against the Celestial Master and Chen Feng, it would be impossible to carry out a decapitation operation with the help of superhumans. The only way is to use technological weapons and send troops to suppress them."

"But you may not know that, given their strength, once they start fighting, ordinary bullets simply cannot penetrate their defenses, and even artillery shells may not be able to harm them."

She is the only woman on the board of directors and is responsible for communication between the superhumans. She is even required to witness the opening of the Ten Elders Conference.

Therefore, Chairman Su was very clear about the strength levels of the extraordinary individuals. Zhang Zhiwei and Chen Feng were more than one level stronger than the two heroes before them.

It's no exaggeration to say that if they had been born a few hundred years earlier, these two might have been added to the list of legendary immortals.

As the mainstream of the world, ordinary people are indeed not afraid of superhumans.

But the strange man's various methods were so magical that they were impossible to guard against.

Upon hearing what Chairman Su said, Huang Boren was somewhat displeased and waved his hand dismissively.

"So what? Even if you're right, those two can withstand artillery shells, but what about missiles? I refuse to believe that a mere mortal can withstand the latest missile model we've developed!"

Tang Ming chuckled, making no attempt to hide his sarcasm: "Chairman Huang, it seems your mind is all on scientific research. Missiles, you're absolutely right, a missile could kill two people without the slightest problem."

"But do you dare to use them? They are both in the city. If you use them, it will cause chaos throughout the country. Haha, don't even mention you. Even if our entire board of directors agrees to use them, do you think the higher-ups will agree?"

The other directors remained silent, thus expressing their views.

Indeed, Tang Ming was right. Chen Feng had close ties with the higher-ups and could speak on their behalf.

It's important to know that the company's board of directors has always had a rule that people from other sects or special factions are not allowed to enter.

As a result, Chen Feng made a phone call to his superiors, and that's how the exception was made.

If those few dared to submit this suggestion, they might just be met with criticism.

Moreover, if something were to happen to either the head of the Tang Clan or the leader of the Zhengyi Sect, the entire world of supernatural beings would likely descend into chaos.

Having superior strength is not scary. No matter how strong you are, if you really piss the company off, they can take care of you.

The key is their extraordinary status; their power and influence are even greater than those of the people present, so they can speak for those at higher levels.

Huang Boren's face stiffened, and he seemed to be losing face.

Seeing this, Zhao Fangxu sighed and waved his hand: "Alright, Lao Huang, let's do it this way. Don't dwell on this issue anymore. Let's spread the word about this solution and show everyone in the world of supernatural beings our attitude."

With that, the matter has come to a complete conclusion.

After the meeting ended, the weather inexplicably turned gloomy, with dark clouds covering the sky.

Huang Boren drove away from the company headquarters and arrived at the research base.

Upon his arrival, all the surrounding defenders saluted in respect.

They entered the base without any hindrance, passed through layers of guards, and finally arrived at the very center.

Here, you can find all sorts of sophisticated instruments, some of which are simply unavailable elsewhere.

Moreover, the people dressed in white who move back and forth here are all elites in various fields, and there are even quite a few extraordinary individuals.

Today, the most crucial research focuses on that central organ, or more accurately, a lump of flesh.

A researcher walked up to Huang Boren, his eyes filled with amazement.

"Chairman Huang, this piece of flesh is simply a miracle. Apart from the fact that it has no human limbs and head, it is no exaggeration to say that it is a complete individual. It contains a complete Qi circulation route, which means that there are complete meridians within the piece of flesh."

"Creating such meridians is not something that can be done easily, but strangely, this individual does not grow or cultivate."

Listening to the researchers beside him, Huang Boren took a deep breath and looked solemnly at the pulsating mass of flesh in the container.

"This thing is really strange. This is the first time I've seen it in all these years. The methods of the extraordinary are truly unheard of."

Then, as if remembering something, he hesitated for a moment before asking, "By the way, could this lump of flesh be of any help to our research?" At this, the researcher next to him suddenly lit up and took out the data in his hand to begin explaining.

"Chairman Huang, perhaps it's because we're in different fields of research that you don't quite understand. In my opinion, once we truly understand the mysteries of this piece of meat, the principles behind the various abilities of superhumans can naturally be explained. Then, by using some kind of technology, we might be able to acquire all sorts of amazing abilities for ourselves."

"I can briefly mention a few uses, such as mass-producing superhumans, developing various magical artifacts, or integrating the abilities of these artifacts into daily life, so that everyone can use the abilities of those superhumans..."

Towards the end, the researcher's tone became more enthusiastic, and his body even trembled involuntarily.

It is conceivable that once this goal is achieved, society as a whole will undergo another transformation, moving one step closer to the legendary world of technological cultivation.

In addition, there is another idea he has not yet put forward, which is to apply it to the human body once the principle of this fleshy mass is fully understood.

While it's impossible to say that it will grant immortality, extending lifespan is certainly a possibility.

Once this achievement is accomplished, it will be an opportunity to be remembered in history, and every country will record your name thereafter.

How could anyone not be tempted by this...

Although he was somewhat intrigued by the researcher's words, Huang Boren, as a director, immediately understood the key point.

"So what needs to be done to reach this point, and what difficulties need to be overcome?"

Upon hearing Chairman Huang mention the crucial point, the researcher's expression became serious, and his tone became more worried.

"However, this mass of flesh is too complex. Even with the most advanced equipment, we still cannot fully detect its overall structure and operating principles. If we had the help of the person who created this mass of flesh, the progress would probably be much faster."

Huang Boren did not show any surprise. He nodded and fell into deep thought.

He obtained the lump of flesh by chance; it was a gift from someone during a conversation, who said it had some wondrous properties and might be helpful for his research.

At that time, he had already sensed that something was wrong, but he didn't pay too much attention to it due to certain concerns.

I never expected this lump of flesh to be so wondrous.

The scene from back then reappeared in my mind: a gentle face, a smile on her lips, and an outstretched hand.

"If Chairman Huang is willing to cooperate with me, whatever he needs, I will do my best to provide it if I have it."

The face of this person gradually became clear in his mind; it was Qu Tong, the president of Yaoxing Society, who had been captured.

Seeing Chairman Huang fall silent, the researchers beside him were quite at a loss, unsure of what to do.

Fortunately, Huang Boren came to his senses in time and waved his hand, saying, "Go down, I need to think about this alone."

Seeing this, the researcher nodded and left.

After a long silence, Huang Boren seemed to have made up his mind. He took a deep breath, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

Old Zhao, don't you know that constantly giving in to outsiders will only embolden them? In the end, this world still belongs to ordinary people.

Aren't you worried about the impact?

If I succeed in developing this technology, even ordinary people will be able to fight against superhumans. At that time, everything will be much better...

With this in mind, the director made up his mind. He carefully scanned his surroundings and, after confirming that no one was paying attention, picked up the phone in his pocket and dialed a number.

beep...

After a few soft clicks, the call was connected, and a middle-aged man's hoarse voice came through.

"Chairman Huang, how have you been? It seems you've made up your mind?"

Huang Boren frowned, too lazy to waste words with him: "I remember Qu Tong gave you all the information about that meatball, right? Just say it, I want that information."

"Since Chairman Huang has spoken, we will certainly obey and deliver this information in person. However, as you know, without our president by our side, we cannot make a decision."

The middle-aged man paused for a few seconds, then his hoarse voice rang out again.

"How about this, we'll send the documents over as soon as the president returns."

His meaning was clear from those words: if he wanted the information, he should release the club president, Qu Tong.

But how could Huang Boren possibly agree to this condition?

"Bullshit, what nonsense! You're trying to negotiate with me? You know Qu Tong was captured by Zhang Zhiwei and Chen Feng. Even if she's to be handed over to the company for trial, how can I interfere? Change the terms."

He's not stupid. As a director of the company, he's very shrewd. There's absolutely no way he'd be asked to save Qu Tong.

If all else fails, we'll have to wait for another opportunity to act...

Faced with Huang Boren's decisive refusal, the other side seemed to be discussing the matter, remaining silent for a moment before continuing:
“We know this matter is difficult, so we won’t make things too hard for Chairman Huang. How about this, you just need to do me a small favor, and I’ll hand over the documents with both hands.”

"It's nothing, tell me first."

Huang Boren was cautious and did not choose to agree directly.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man on the other end of the phone continued:
"It's very simple. I remember decades ago, the Tang Clan had a great battle with the Bihe Ren. The one who shone brightly in that battle was Chen Feng, the current head of the Tang Clan. He was extraordinary and killed that demon from back then, and snatched the Demon Blade."

"If nothing unexpected happens, the Demon Blade should still be in the Tang Sect, but there shouldn't be many guards. So, Chairman Huang doesn't need to send anyone. He just needs to use his power to cooperate with us at the appropriate time. After it's done, the information will be provided. How about that?"

Hirumaru the Demon Sword...

Huang Boren also knew that this demonic blade was Bihe Ren's most important weapon, and it was said to have been obtained by the Tang Clan after the battle at Toutian Cave.

What do these people want this demon sword for?
After much deliberation, glancing at the mass of flesh writhing within the container, he finally made up his mind.

"Alright, I agree, but we need to act quickly, the situation is different now."

The person on the other end of the phone hummed in response, and then the call was abruptly ended.

After doing all this, Huang Boren rubbed the phone in his hand, a cold glint flashing in his eyes behind his glasses...

(End of this chapter)