Beating Instances through Words Left by the Dead-Chapter 482 - 246: Curtain Rises

Among the shareholders present, some were deeply involved and knew some insider information. At this moment, hearing Schultz’s words, their faces turned unpleasant.

"Schultz, what do you mean by this?!"

Schultz smiled at a few people and said, "You should know what it means."

The fundamental power of the Disqualified Monsters and Essence Armor comes from the virtues and vices within the human heart. This is no secret to major shareholders and ninth-level partners except Sean.

The start of the Praise Poem plan requires a strong enough villain, powerful enough to destroy the world, and strong enough to unite all humanity.

In a performance, a good villain is sometimes more important than a good protagonist.

Nest?

No, no, no, the Nest is just a garbage dump. Its energy is too mixed, it doesn’t present well, its foundation is too poor, and its evil is not pure enough. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Even with a powerful Disqualified Monster fused with Nest, it can only temporarily suppress the imbalance between many forces, but that’s just suppression; it’s far from enough.

Only a fool like Mo Ke would think that such an existence is enough to play the role of a villain and even feel uneasy about it.

But he can’t be blamed entirely. After all, a person’s cognition mostly depends on the information he receives. The intelligence Mo Ke saw was all Schultz wanted him to see, so misjudgment was understandable.

Mo Ke’s foolishness lies in his arrogance. He overestimated the Federal Bureau of Investigation and his own abilities too much.

Watching Geoffrey push the strange embryo to the crowd, Schultz smiled and nodded at Geoffrey.

Only by discarding all chaotic and crude parts and absorbing the essence bred by the Nest can the perfect creation, the Child of Sin, be worthy to be the imminent major villain.

He turned his head and looked at the shareholders who were in a panic, whispering in low voices, with a trace of apology on his face.

Actually, in his plan, many small and medium shareholders didn’t need to be here, but due to some accident, Farrell, whom he had cultivated for a long time, was prematurely transformed into a Disqualified Monster and was killed by those outsiders. Therefore, the gap left by Farrell could only be filled by these people.

Farrell’s death had a direct relationship with his performance competition with Sean. Speaking of which, Sean also bears some responsibility. As a parent, he naturally has to express himself when his child causes trouble.

Schultz looked at everyone, bowed slightly, and said:

"Sorry, but humanity will remember you."

With Schultz’s order, Geoffrey pressed the button on the glass jar, and the Child of Sin soaked in nutrient solution began to thump its slender and transparent chest.

Thump, thump, thump.

The heartbeat was slow yet powerful, and the sound seemed to carry magic power, causing the heartbeat of all the antiquarians present to resonate with it.

"Damn, what’s happening, my chest feels so tight!" A fat man wailed, clutching his chest. Every heartbeat made his whole body fat tremble, with such tremendous force almost breaking his ribs.

"Stop it! Damn it, stop it now!" A strong man took out a pistol, intending to shoot at Geoffrey and the glass jar.

But as soon as the gun was drawn, a laser shot down from the ceiling, melting his gun and the hand holding it together.

Schultz shook his head. This is the Hymn Tower; the fully automated defense system is the core business of Hymn Company. Attempting to attack with firearms would be self-defeating.

Anyone who can appear here, even as a small shareholder, is prominent outside, and they naturally won’t sit still and wait for death.

Some wanted to flee the meeting room, while others saw that Schultz and Geoffrey didn’t have bodyguards and prepared to subdue them bare-handed.

But as soon as they rushed in front of Schultz or the meeting room door, it was as if they hit an invisible wall. No matter how hard they tried, they could not advance an inch.

Only then did people realize they were all trapped in a transparent box.

Moritz coughed violently, each cough seemingly about to cough out his heart, but despite the coughing, he walked to the air wall, staring at Schultz through the air wall and hoarsely asked:

"Why!"

Moritz’s wealth ranks in the top ten across the Federation, and unlike other top tycoons, Moritz was a shareholder of Hymn Company before Schultz took over. He even personally delivered Christmas gifts to Schultz when he was a child.

Unlike other top tycoons who only provide funds and wait to share the fruits at the end, Moritz moved to Wild City at the start of the Praise Poem plan to witness all the changes firsthand.

He and Schultz always confided in each other and were deep participants in the Praise Poem plan. He didn’t understand why he was also in Schultz’s scheme.

Schultz looked at Moritz expressionlessly and said blandly:

"Why? When you conspired with the White House on how to cooperate inside and out, capturing and splitting up Hymn Company, I never asked you why."

Raymond, the CIA and IRS double agent, becoming Moritz’s assistant by coincidence, was especially valued, and Moritz didn’t notice Raymond’s identity at all.

Maybe because Schultz had pretended not to know about Moritz and the White House’s dealings for so many years, Moritz got the illusion that he had Schultz’s complete trust and even agreed to such an outrageous plan.

If it had been a decade or so ago, when Schultz just brought Hymn Company to prominence, this old fellow wouldn’t have dared to do this.