Hearing the representative's words, Bax frowned in displeasure. "First of all, this fucking Evolution Potion you keep talking about is nothing but your own fantasy. It doesn't exist at all.
Haven't you researched it? Is it even possible?
Besides, the Fallen Angel Church welcomes any Evolver. We have never concealed the secret to becoming stronger. This is fair competition."
The representative found Bax's sophistry hard to understand and even failed to stop himself from asking, "You mean faith?"
"Of course. Faith—great faith," Bax replied as if it were only natural.
The representative looked at him as though he were insane. He did not believe him at all.
What faith? It was just an excuse, or perhaps Bax had been brainwashed.
Compared to the theory of evolution through gods, people like them would rather believe in viral evolution. Even unknown cosmic radiation would sound more credible than gods.
Seeing that Bax stubbornly refused to admit anything, the representative did not press further.
He merely felt that Bax was too hypocritical. There was no need to fob him off with such an insulting excuse.
However, Bax's demand was indeed beyond the scope of his authority.
The Management Bureau might not seem particularly important, but once any power became monopolized, it became terrifying.
Besides, the Management Bureau was no insignificant department. From the moment it had been established... it had been a back door left by the powerful and wealthy.
Do not forget that the Management Bureau could legally be equipped with offensive weapons. There were no limits on that scope; it mainly depended on the needs of the people behind it.
Furthermore, the Management Bureau had law enforcement authority, effectively making it an Evolver version of the Management Bureau.
If anything sensitive needed to be done, it could be entirely handled through