Original Color's headquarters was nestled in a mountain range in the Nairliang Empire.
According to Lord of Nothingness, the Original Color Organization was enormous. It had three branch bases on overseas islands, each housing derivatives to prevent them from being wiped out in one fell swoop—or from spiraling out of control and causing chaos.
The headquarters was even more heavily guarded, and it held nearly all of the derivatives ranked in the Top Ten Sequences.
A Terminator squad was also on standby at all times.
After finishing his introduction to Original Color, Lord of Nothingness looked at Arthur and gave a strange grin. "Originally, sneaking you in would have been a bit troublesome, but now we have a perfect opportunity!"
"According to the Original Color Organization's rules, if they determine that someone possesses a derivative but can't find it, they have to send that person to the nearest research facility for isolation and examination! If they're within range of headquarters, they'll be sent straight here..."
Lord of Nothingness let out a cackling laugh.
"In other words, I'm supposed to be the bait?"
Arthur's face darkened.
"Relax. Unless they confirm that you pose a great danger, they won't kill a derivative holder right away. At the very least, they'll first try to study your traits, your abilities, and your limitations, then come up with a suitable way to seal you... Only if they can't find the derivative at all and their research fails will they consider destructive methods like dissection..."
Lord of Nothingness continued.
"That isn't exactly good news..."
Arthur scowled.
"Overall, with my help, you can definitely infiltrate Original Color's headquarters and make a huge scene. You'll get what you want, and I'll get what I want!"
The waitress stood up, her low-cut top revealing her cleavage, its lace trim