Chapter 262: Chapter 0262: Disaster (Additional 6200, Request for Subscription)

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“Harris City?”

“There’s a large mysterious convention happening there recently!”

“They’re hiding there? A secret base of the Ancient Snake Society in the city?”

“No…You’re telling me he still dares to stay within the Federation?”

“Notify immediately…. No, let’s suppress the news first!”

As this word spread, the eyes of the Agents of The Eleventh Bureau and other professionals who were present as witnesses and overseers lit up.

However, Dr. Turing and Stephen became even more tense, their eyes fixed on the pages.

“Revelation” has flaws, following every ‘Divination’, a ‘Prophecy’ of disaster is bestowed, and it’s bound to happen!

“I predict…”

Soon, following the silver script, a line of crimson-red characters emerged: “… A major earthquake will happen in Cod Castle City of the White Eagle Federation, the epicenter will be the city center, the magnitude…8.5!”

“Oh…God!”

Dr. Turing covered his face, suddenly leaping up, yelling in a distorted rage: “What are you all waiting for? Hurry …hurry up and notify the authorities, prepare disaster relief! If you’re one step behind, it could mean tens of thousands more casualties…”

“This…This was its doing?”

Stephen was staring at “Revelation” so hard he felt weak at the knees, he couldn’t believe what he was seeing: “Can it cause large-scale natural disasters…Is this the ‘price’ for the last answer?”

“Yes, every prophecy inevitably comes with a disaster, including tsunamis, storms, wildfires, earthquakes, even meteor strikes…every time at least thousands of people end up dead or injured…this time it’s even more brutal…I suspect, every prophecy before this, has woken it up and made it ‘stronger’, and the consequences grow progressively worse… until it’s filled up. Do you still want to continue?” asked Dr. Turing with bloodshot eyes.

Stephen quickly glanced at the thickness of the “Revelation”. He realized that two-thirds of it had already been flipped over or perhaps filled with prophecies, and it was only one-third away from the last page.

“What will happen if we come to the last page?” His voice had become hoarse.

“Who knows? Maybe it’s the end of the world…” Dr. Turing said: “We’ve tried all known methods to try to destroy it completely, or to cast it away from this world, whether it’s through ‘sacrifice’ or ‘abandonment’…but once it senses ‘danger’, it starts furiously predicting disasters!”

“Of course… it might also just disappear automatically after it’s filled up…But who dares to gamble on that?”

Dr. Turing, looked at the now sweaty Stephen with his bloodshot eyes: “Director? Do you want to continue?”

“I…I need to consult.”

Stephen fished for his handkerchief, wiping sweat.

The high rank of the Federation resolutely accepted the prophecies of Revelation on the premise that the predicted disaster would not be too horrific.

For example, the last predicted earthquake was only magnitude 6.7, and the epicenter was not in a densely populated area.

But now it’s magnitude 8.5! Right in the city center! Stephen guessed that the whole Cod Castle City would be destroyed, right? The casualties might be even worse than the previous attack on Nia City!

Such a price, no wonder why the Federation was unwilling to activate it even though they couldn’t catch the Ancient Snake Society and Black Death Society.

At this point, he began to feel that he couldn’t handle it anymore.

Even with authorizations, if the disaster caused is too terrifying, he could still be thrown to the wolves!

No, it’s certain…

This is the nature of Federation politicians!

He stepped outside, to a certain place, activated a mysterious communication device, and listened to the roaring from the other end.

After a long while, Stephen came back to the secret room looking quite pale: “Stop the experiment, Doctor… please take care of the aftermath…”

After saying that, he staggered out of the room.

“I hope the Director doesn’t get demoted…”

Dr. Turing made a praying gesture, asked others to leave, and was the last one to leave the secret room.

At the last moment before leaving, he looked back at the “Revelation”, his expression suddenly became indifferent…

Harris City.

Su Lu, who had changed his face, and Rod, who was slightly disguised, got off the steam train.

“So many people…it’s indeed a famous tourist city.”

Rod exclaimed.

Although the train stations of other big cities are also bustling, there is no such sensation of people being everywhere.

“Yes, and … a lot of them are powerful…”

Su Lu lowered his voice.

From the Mental Realm, he detected many powerful breaths, even the professionals on the same train were numerous!

This would be quite abnormal under normal circumstances, but considering the upcoming convention, it makes sense.

This is because Harris City, like Charles City, owns a huge secret realm as a trading place, which has become a famous black market for the mysterious side.

After the news of the imminent convention was released, the professionals flooding into the city increased at a terrifying speed.

At the entrance and exit, there were patrols with stern faces, and Su Lu even felt hidden professional breaths.

“The security has been stepped up quite a lot … that’s normal… considering so many Transcendents are pouring in, the local church and The Eleventh Bureau are under great pressure…”

Su Lu chuckled to himself.

Most professionals have a ‘Transcendent’ mentality to some extent, and certain powers can easily warp a person’s spirit, making them mad, irritable, and tend towards violence as a solution.

Therefore, the more professionals in a city, the more serious the security issues.

Now, with half of the Federation’s professionals attracted and pouring into this city, it has essentially become a powder keg.

Looking at the excited faces of some ordinary tourists around, Su Lu couldn’t help but sigh.

This is the ignorance of the ‘muggles’.

Perhaps, this is their rare peaceful time. With the surging Spirit Tide, what kind of bizarre form will the future world take, where will the wheel of history turn to on which unknown path?

He took a deep breath, carrying his suitcase, and walked out of the bustling station with Rod.

“There’s still some time, we can start with a meal and find a cheap motel…but not near here, the reputation of the places near the train station is generally bad, and they’re quite pricey.”

Rod rubbed his hands.

‘Finally, you’re not thinking about pitching a tent in the wild…’

Su Lu rolled his eyes: “I’ll take care of those matters.”

If it were up to Rod, he’d definitely choose the cheapest, low-end motels. Not only are the conditions poor, the soundproofing is tragic.

Doing anything a bit too loud in the room, would be heard clearly throughout the building.

This is very inconvenient for their need to be covert.

“Alright…you go ahead.”

Rod muttered quietly: “Does your research institute pay that well?”