It was finally here!
You finished drawing a pie for me. Now it was my turn to draw one for you!
Vera's eyes lit up.
"Lord Saburo, based on my preliminary experiments, the properties of the Sun Stairflower and the Progenitor Virus are beyond doubt. They can indeed greatly enhance a test subject's physical functions, renew aging cells, and grant powerful vitality."
She continued smoothly, "During the 'Johannesburg 6.7 Terrorist Attack,' I collected data from two unexpected test subjects..."
The only way to gain real power was to make oneself indispensable.
Vera understood this very clearly. She had to make the pie bigger!
She would capitalize on Arasaka's fear of death and prescribe the right remedy!
Maybe she could not give him a shot that would instantly make him young again and let him live another hundred years, but some byproducts of T-Virus research could visibly reduce wrinkles and age spots, improve his appearance, gradually extend his lifespan little by little, and invigorate his mind. That would not be difficult.
A key hallmark of leadership was exaggerating one's own strength.
At that moment, Vera unleashed her masterful art of deception.
An hour later.
Beside an enormous unfolded holographic screen beneath a pavilion somewhere in the cherry blossom grove.
"Cough, cough..."
The orange-red glow in Vera's eyes, which displayed the image feed connected to the pavilion's projector, faded away. She coughed dryly a few times. "Thank you." Taking the straight-sided teacup Goro Takemura handed her, she took several large gulps to wet her throat and finally felt better.
Vera swore that she had never talked as much as she had today. Her throat was practically smoking.
But fortunately—
"See, Shintaro." Saburo's voice trembled slightly from excessive excitement.
The holographic screen before him was playing footage of the person who had