Louis had only a casual acquaintance with Little Herman. It was with his grandfather, Old Herman, that he had maintained a cooperative relationship for many years.
One was in Los Angeles, the other in Meng City. One controlled capital, the other had blood all over his hands. Through countless tacit collaborations, they jointly harvested the wealth and power of this continent amid manufactured turmoil.
But after several decades, Old Herman, being an ordinary man, had become increasingly unable to withstand the ravages of time. His physical condition was extremely poor.
As his successor, Little Herman had begun stepping into the spotlight.
Compared with his grandfather, Little Herman was more casual in his attitude toward Louis—at least on the surface. He naturally assumed an equal footing with him—perhaps because he was in such a foul mood that he could not spare attention for too many details.
This young new helmsman did not focus on the meeting either. Instead, taking advantage of the rare opportunity to share a room with an Extraordinary Species and enjoy the field interference, he vented wildly:
"The boot has finally dropped, only to turn out that someone upstairs is deliberately stomping their heels. Thump, thump, thump... deliberately torturing people.
"It's like seeing only the brake lights come on while the speed does not decrease at all. Yet even that is enough to make some people think they can get lucky... Oh, they hope other people will think they can get lucky and go test the waters in front of the car. After all, they will not be the ones getting run over!"
The enormous projection space in the room displayed the "Experiment Field" Ronan had mentioned: the increasingly blurry tail region of that newly emerged undersea monster.
Little Herman was also watching Ronan's live stream. In fact,