The man's face beneath his peaked cap was grave. He seemed not to have expected the indistinct voice on the other end of the radio to go to such lengths.
It had actually activated a gravitational capture device to slam a meteorite down?
"Won't this make too much of a scene? It could have a bad impact."
The man, who was usually called "extreme," asked hesitantly.
The Tribunal did have a rather heavy-handed style, but it wasn't so unreasonable as to casually hurl down meteorites and lay waste to everything.
"This is the fastest and most effective way to carry out the rescue."
The voice on the radio grew clearer. It was a gentle female voice:
"According to my projections, there is a seventy-nine percent chance that the people on the list have fallen into the Man-faced Spider's brood nest.
It is an A-rank anomaly, codenamed 'Anywhere Door.' For reasons unknown, it contains a pocket universe of approximately three thousand square meters.
The anomaly can isolate itself from the outside world. The Man-faced Spider clan has made it the Anchor of their brood nest, using it to hatch Servant Creatures with exceptionally pure bloodlines...
"Since the people on the list entered the administrative building and are surrounded by the Man-faced Spider clan, I have activated the Tribunal's authority to open a wormhole in the universe and capture a nearby drifting meteorite from Hengzhou New Star, to ensure the rescue operation proceeds smoothly."
The man's eyelid twitched. Doubt welled up in his heart, and after holding it in for a long while, he finally asked:
"If—just hypothetically—what if we also crush the person we're supposed to protect?"
The woman's voice on the radio remained perfectly steady:
"According to my calculations, the person on the list has an extremely high chance of