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Chapter 303 Physical Commitment
"What...is this?" Walter picked it up and saw a small metal ball floating inside the syringe, about one-tenth the size of a grain of rice. "Could it be...the Oath-Keeping Poison?"

“Poison is metabolized, but microrobots are not.” Lin Qing confirmed his guess. “Once it enters your body, it will monitor your various health indicators and warn you of health risks. Of course… it can also be a deadly killer, for example, if you break today’s agreement. What we are discussing is very important, and mere promises and contracts cannot constitute a real binding force. I think Mr. Walter should understand this. It’s not too late for you to refuse now.”

She wasn't kidding.

Future warriors will need such tools to ensure the capture of prisoners or important targets and to guarantee their obedience.

Although this action may damage trust between people to some extent, it is better than betrayal afterward.

Moreover, the means by which government agencies control people are far more powerful than this little gadget.

Walter, as expected, did not show any shock or disappointment. He was still thinking... weighing the pros and cons of the two options. After a moment, he decisively picked up the syringe. "How do I use it?"

Lin Qing replied, "There's no need to aim at a blood vessel; just find a muscled area. Once it enters the body, it will be activated and automatically search for a suitable monitoring location, and with current medical technology, it's impossible to remove it."

He nodded, aimed the syringe at the outer edge of his shoulder, and pulled the trigger.

In this way, the continued cooperation becomes a fait accompli, and no further documents, contracts, or seals are needed to confirm it.

"I wish us a pleasant cooperation." Lin Qing smiled and extended her hand.

The moment Walter shook her hand, he understood the meaning of what she had said in the car earlier.

After seeing Lin Qing off, he summoned all the family members who had accompanied him to the meeting room.

"The government representative has already left," he announced.

The crowd immediately began to discuss the matter.

"So soon? Aren't you even going to the banquet?"

"We haven't even properly greeted this representative yet, why didn't you ask her to stay a little longer..."

"This young man has no manners at all."

"Indeed, it felt like she didn't take us seriously at all."

Walter waited quietly until they finished their rambling before speaking, "Starting tomorrow, the company will be streamlined. The administrative, human resources, and sales departments will be eliminated, and the company's main business direction will also undergo a major change. Weekly meetings will be suspended, and all matters, large and small, within the company will require my approval before they can be implemented."

This statement caused an uproar among the crowd!
The Walter Company is indeed a family business, but it's far from a small family workshop. Through generations of management, it has grown into a substantial enterprise, involved in multiple sectors including weapons manufacturing, sales, and logistics, with many family members participating. They have consistently pushed the company towards a more robust and legitimate direction, a point on which even elder Walter has never opposed.

After all, the more a company resembles a legitimate enterprise, the easier it is to secure investment and orders.

Their ultimate goal is to take the company public and completely shed the title of family business.

On the surface, this is the best for the company's future, but in reality, it also allows them to gain more profits and more say.

Wasn't Walter's decision tantamount to turning back the clock of history?

"What do you mean by this?! The company has finally reached this stage of development, why are you suddenly making such a big fuss?"

"Yes! Our profits have been steadily increasing recently, so there's no need for structural adjustments, right?"

Panic and discontent spread among the crowd.

Everyone was shouting at the top of their lungs, and the etiquette they had just been talking about had completely disappeared.

Walter even sensed a hint of hostility in it.

This is not surprising... His gaze swept over each person, carefully absorbing the emotions they exuded. If the Walter Corporation was a large tree, then these people were the birds perched on it, whether from the main branch or a branch, they had all claimed the branches beneath their feet as their own territory.

Now that he wants to take back these territories, the birds will naturally be angry... and even rebel.

"Father, was it the representative of the Limited Authority who asked you to do this?" Long Lan Weiss couldn't help but ask on behalf of everyone.

Walter nodded slightly.

This affirmation immediately sparked even more discontent.

"Ridiculous! What right do they have?!"

“If a deal falls through, then we can just stop. The company can thrive without them!” Walter said solemnly, “I’m not discussing this with you, but informing you—no matter how dissatisfied or how hard you are to understand, this decision will be implemented. Those who don’t want to work here can leave, and I will provide full compensation. Only those who are willing to accept this can continue to work for the company. Of course… the specific duties and tasks will definitely change.”

"I gathered them together so that it would be easier for you to fire them."

"The cooperation going forward must be based on a unified will."

Miss Lin's voice echoed in his mind.

Judging from these people's reactions, this filtering step is indeed quite necessary.

"You...you're insane."

"If this continues, the company will definitely go bankrupt!"

"Uncle, I really can't support your decision..."

People left one by one, but that didn't mean they would willingly accept the outcome. Overt and covert resistance was inevitable... Fortunately, Walter was used to letting bullets do the talking, and now he had the ability and the protection of the authorities, so there was no need to worry about them causing any big trouble.

After all, he's still the one who calls the shots in the company.

In the end, only five people remained, one of whom was the youngest son, Long Lan Weiss. If a company suddenly loses a large number of its senior executives and key personnel, its operations will almost certainly be paralyzed, and it may never recover.

However, Walter knew that his company would not decline, but would instead grow at an unimaginable speed, until it became a behemoth completely different from what it was now.

Just as the agency predicted... he will become a part of history.

……

……

As Chen Xuan was browsing the web in the shop, he suddenly noticed that the scenery outside the door had changed... Rows of enclosed brick houses stood five meters away, with sewage flowing right next to the doors of the street, and even the air was filled with an unpleasant odor.

A customer has come to the door?
The thought had barely crossed his mind when he saw a familiar figure appear at the shop entrance: the witch Malena.

She was still wearing a black robe and a silver crown, but her face showed signs of hardship and was no longer as youthful and bright as when they first met.

A bad feeling suddenly arose in Chen Xuan's heart.

Upon seeing Chen Xuan, she hurriedly entered the store, slightly out of breath, and said, "Thank goodness... I've finally found you."

"What's wrong?" He poured the witch a glass of water.

Malena didn't take it, but asked in surprise, "Your Excellency, Divine Envoy...you really didn't sense anything?"

A connection? Chen Xuan frowned, a thought flashing through his mind. "You came to find me because of Joan of Arc?"

"Yes." Malena breathed a sigh of relief, and after the surprise subsided, her tone became tinged with sadness. "Lady Joan of Arc... she has passed away."

Chen Xuan couldn't help but be stunned.

He returned to the bar, opened the management software, and saw that one guest was indeed missing from the guest list.

Like Gillespie… Joan of Arc’s name has disappeared.

So that's how it is... Chen Xuan sighed. The other party's surprise wasn't because they blamed him for being completely unaware, but because they were worried that Joan of Arc might have been abandoned by the gods. As the nominal messenger of the gods, if he didn't react to the departure of the devout believers, people would naturally suspect Joan of Arc rather than him.

Since the other party used the words "passed away" rather than "died in battle," it means that a long time has probably passed since their last meeting, which is also reflected on Malena's face.

“No wonder her prayers became barely audible.” He shook his head. “When did this happen?”

"At nine o'clock last night."

In other words, the French royal family and witches will hold her funeral.

Malena came to ask him to attend the funeral.

Chen Xuan just couldn't understand why Joan of Arc, who clearly had a VIP room directly connected to the store, didn't take the initiative to contact him during her final moments.

(End of this chapter)