The Special Events Management Bureau was utterly shaken.
They convened an emergency meeting overnight.
Their attitude toward that streamer also took a complete one-eighty.
They immediately raised his treatment considerably.
They were fortunate that they had not taken any excessively harsh measures before.
After all, they knew he possessed supernatural abilities. Unless they were idiots, they could not make him harbor deep hatred toward them.
What if he awakened and transformed under their oppression? Wouldn't that be the end of it? They could not afford that kind of risk.
They had merely sent people to take turns talking with the streamer.
Inside the Conference Room.
Number One said, "We must now apply to the higher-ups for the maximum amount of resources."
"It could be said that no war in history has ever carried a danger like the one we face now."
Number Two nodded. "Yes. In past wars, if you couldn't win, you could still surrender. You could still endure humiliation and survive."
"Individuals might die, but the race could generally endure."
"Yet the current situation means a war between two different races."
"One is Supernatural Beings, and the other is ordinary people."
"We've watched far too many movies."
"The X Mutant People movies discuss similar situations."
"Humans cannot live ordinary daily lives alongside tigers."
"Likewise, Supernatural Beings cannot live ordinary daily lives alongside ordinary people."
"We must respond quickly. Otherwise, a situation like the Mutant People case will eventually arise."
They made their decision with the highest efficiency, immediately organized the relevant matters into a report, and submitted it.
In truth, they already possessed a great many resources.
But they demanded even more.
The entire machine began operating at rapid speed.
They immediately received the relevant authorization, almost equivalent to an ancient eunuch holding the imperial seal.
Of course,