Delta: I have a 1-Haf Coin instant kill system!

Nothing in the night

The space base was bustling with activity early the next morning.

The smell of gunpowder hadn't completely dissipated last night, but the workers had already worked through the night to salvage the main areas.

The scorch marks left by the explosion were covered by paint, and from a distance, nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

Zhang Zhao was still confined to the dormitory area, which he was quite happy about.

He leaned against the window, gazing into the distance towards the core area.

A temporary stage has been set up in the central garden, and the opening ceremony will officially begin in a few hours.

Representatives from Hafk’s top leadership, local military and political figures from Asara, and several selected media outlets will all be present!

Zhang Zhaoqi opened a bottle of cola, took a sip, and kept his eyes on that area.

Yesterday's attack... was so suspicious!

Why would Reese and Said suddenly team up to attack the space base?

The fact that Hamk sent them to attack Hafk's territory at this crucial time is problematic in itself!

Either Hamk acted on impulse, or... someone was behind it, using Hamk to do dirty work!

Zhang Zhao put down the cola and was about to turn around to get his coat when there was a knock at the door.

"Knock knock knock—"

He walked over and opened the door; Claire was standing outside.

Today she changed into the same suit Zhang Zhao had worn the day he arrived, and her red hair was tied up.

"Sister Lan asked me to come and tell you that the ceremony is about to begin, so don't run around or show your face."

She spoke very quickly.

"Okay~"

Zhang Zhao leaned against the door frame.

"What about you? What are your plans for today?"

Claire shrugged.

"Time to stand guard~ Sister Lan arranged for me to be on the side of the stage, so I can react immediately if anything happens."

Zhang Zhao nodded, paused for a moment, and then added a sentence.

"By the way—keep an eye on Sister Lan."

Claire was taken aback. "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing, it's just..." Zhang Zhao thought for a moment,

"I don't think last night's attack is the end of it."

"Even if those people have left in the open, it doesn't mean that the base is completely clean."

Claire looked at him for two seconds, her expression becoming slightly more serious.

"...You mean, there might be an inside agent in the base?"

"I'm not sure..." Zhang Zhao shook his head.

"But it's always better to be careful! Especially in a ceremony, there are many people and things can happen."

Claire paused for a moment, then nodded.

"Okay, I got it! I'll keep a close eye on Sister Lan's side."

After she finished speaking and turned to leave, she looked back at him and said, "You too, don't wander off."

"I know~"

The sound of footsteps faded away down the corridor.

Zhang Zhao closed the door and walked back to the window.

......

The Khafk flag fluttered in the wind in the main square!

On the makeshift stage, a middle-aged man in a dark gray suit was adjusting a microphone.

Demoulin stood in the CEO's office above the stage, dressed in a suit as usual, with her long silver-white hair tied in a ponytail at the back of her head.

Her expression was calm, her arms folded over her chest, and it was impossible to tell what she was thinking.

When the door to the CEO's office was pushed open from the outside, Demoulins was still standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the crowd of people below.

She didn't turn around.

The footsteps paused briefly on the doormat before the three people filed in.

Leading the way was a middle-aged man in a dark gray suit, with a gold badge of the Hafk Group pinned to his chest.

He was followed by two assistants, one carrying a briefcase and the other holding a tablet.

"Ms. Demouran!" The middle-aged man stopped in front of the desk.

"Mr. Anthony." Demulan finally turned around.

She pulled out a chair, sat down, and then reached out to push the document on the table to the side.

Anthony's gaze fell on the document cover, and a look of astonishment crossed his face.

On the application form for the ReLink Brain-Computer Fitting Program, a name stands out prominently in the signature section!

"You...signed?"

He picked up the document and checked it again.

You read that right, Demouran Anais!

Anthony looked up, a hint of confusion in his eyes.

No?

Hafk's superiors thought Demulan would never agree, so they planted a bomb, and the detonator was in their hands!

They planned to press the button when Desmoulins took the stage to give his speech.

Create the illusion that "a high-ranking representative of Hafk was attacked by terrorists"!

Then, naturally, they sent Demulan into the operating room, leaving her with no other choice but to undergo ReLink brain-computer interface implantation!

Then... she'll have to thank Hafk!

So now you're saying you agreed?

Then the explosives were installed for nothing?

He turned to look at the two people behind him, and the three of them looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Are you sure?" Anthony turned around and asked again.

Demoulin leaned back in his chair, his hands clasped on the table, his expression calm.

"I just signed it last night! What, wasn't that plan meant for me?"

"Of course it's for you to use," Anthony replied instinctively.

But after receiving the call, he paused and unconsciously exchanged glances with the two assistants behind him.

Three people were struck by the same thought at the same moment—

The bomb has been planted... what should we do?

Demoulins has already signed the papers, so is the space program still going to be blown up or not?

Anthony's Adam's apple bobbed, and he glanced down at the document again.

He picked up the document, looked up, and looked at Demoulins again.

"...Now that you've signed, I'll have my technicians follow up as soon as possible."

Demulan nodded, but his gaze lingered on Demulan's face for a moment longer.

Anthony's reaction...why is it so strange?

Logically, the other party should be happy, and may even be pleased.

But his expression... seemed more like he was considering something else. Demulan was absolutely certain that he hadn't misread that brief moment of surprise!

However, she didn't ask any further questions. She simply stood up and walked around to the front of the desk.

"You can decide on the specific implantation time, but I won't be at the space base for a while; I need to go out."

"Where to?" Anthony asked instinctively.

"Since Reis and Said dared to attack us, I'll naturally have to make a trip to Longbow Valley!"

Demoulin walked to the door, turned sideways,

"I'll set off right after the completion ceremony!"

Anthony stood there, still holding the documents in his hand.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end he just nodded.

"...Okay, then you should arrange your time accordingly."

Demoulin pushed open the door and went out.

There was a moment of silence in the CEO's office.

Anthony looked down at the signed document in his hand, turned around, and whispered something to his assistant behind him.

"...Send the document back and tell the higher-ups...the plan has changed!"