Hearing the Black female officer's words, everyone in the operations room looked at one another.
After a moment of silence, Dr. Rick, his hair graying and black-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, finally spoke helplessly. "Foster, I don't mean to offend you, but with the incredible mobility he has displayed so far, there's really nothing we can do..."
That was indeed true.
Over the past three days, they had tried many methods.
But unfortunately, the Sword Immortal seemed unwilling to meet them. Whether they took the initiative or lay in wait, they had failed to stop him from taking away Titan Beasts. They had not even managed to truly meet him face-to-face.
Of course, more importantly, Dr. Rick did not feel there was any need to stop him.
If Lin Lie wanted to take away the Titan Beasts, then let him take them!
For the vast majority of humanity, that was also a good thing. Why did they have to stop him?
Thinking of this, Dr. Rick could not help sighing, his gaze revealing a trace of helplessness and confusion.
The Black female officer, Foster, looked deeply at him. As though she had seen through his thoughts, she said in a faint tone:
"Dr. Rick, I know you're tired of chasing after him. To be honest, as a soldier, I don't want to go up against a god who could practically be called a walking nuclear bomb either."
"But this isn't up to us. The higher-ups in the organization will never give up on the Titan Beasts so easily."
"To humanity, they are indeed threats and safety hazards, but they are also irreplaceable and scarce resources..."
"So?" Dr. Rick asked noncommittally, glancing at Foster. "What do they plan to do? Persuade that god to give up taking the Titan Beasts?"