"You—you think I'd be afraid of you?" The Minister of Economy had taken two cannon-like blows, and blood was already running from his nose.
He pointed at Ari, furious beyond words, but only stamped his feet where he stood, not daring to charge in again.
The senior Administrator felt a little regretful. He had been somewhat lax with his training in ordinary times, which was why he could not even withstand two punches from those brutes.
Just as he hesitated, the Minister of the Administratum, the strongest fighter in their governmental system, had already made his move, charging toward the War Faction's camp.
"Come on! If I take even one step back today, I'll make a public self-criticism!"
The Minister of the Administratum roared angrily. He looked extremely powerful, almost on par with an Astartes.
Although Administrators nowadays no longer used machinery and various limb-modification technologies to make their bodies unrecognizable as they once had, they still underwent relevant genetic enhancement procedures, mainly to strengthen body and mind so they could withstand high-intensity administrative work.
Of course, these technologies had all been optimized, preserving the purity of human genes as much as possible, and they would be passed down gradually to strengthen the physical quality of the entire species.
Only in this way could the species as a whole face even greater pressure and stronger enemies in the future.
Humanity already had enough numbers. If it could go a step further in physical and mental quality, it would bring a tremendous leap to the entire species.
Bang!
The Minister of the Administratum's muscles tensed as he sent a War Faction clerk flying with one punch. Then he grabbed a heavy folder and pounced at Ari.
His physical quality was no worse than those officials from the Departmento Munitorum.
After all,