Shore Hotel
When Han Dong stepped into the familiar suite,
Mr. M, dressed in a white suit, was unusually not wearing a mask. He was seated at the desk, reviewing a pile of documents.
His rather handsome middle-aged face bore a pair of eyeballs filled with white liquid, rapidly scanning the information on the pages.
Knock, knock, knock~
Out of courtesy, Han Dong lightly knocked on the door.
"Come over. These documents concern you."
As Han Dong approached, he immediately noticed that the lower-right corners of the pages all bore the Ladybug Foundation's watermark.
"Could these be... records on me and the other Prototypes?"
"Yes, but there's no need to worry!
These documents may infringe upon your privacy, but they will be used for something beneficial to your S-01 world.
The only pity is that the competition ended early, so we were unable to gather detailed information on every Prototype... especially this one."
Mr. M singled out Green's file.
"She should be the strongest among you, correct?"
"Yes..." Han Dong nodded slightly.
"What a pity. If we could have seen her performance within the Stomach Palace firsthand, the data would have been more convincing... I can smell a familiar scent on her, one originating from an existence even the Black Tower fears."
Han Dong naturally understood what Mr. M meant.
"Convincing? Senior, what exactly are you planning to do with these files?"
"Nothing more than trying to change the thinking of certain 'hardliners.'
By placing the finest young talents from other Super Worlds and S-01's strongest aberrant demons on the Ladybug Game platform under equal ranks and conditions, the resulting data will hold greater value.
As for what we intend to achieve, we can discuss that later.
There is something more important that I summoned you here for..."
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