If I May Be Frank, You're All Trash!

The entire hall fell silent.

Looking at Alvin, who had appeared on the stage unharmed after emerging from the cage made of "Strong Interaction Force" material, everyone's expression became astonishingly uniform.

Shock, panic, unease.

But the three representatives led by the Western nations were undoubtedly the most terrified.

After all, the more arrogant they had been while relying on the "Strong Interaction Force" cage, the more frightened they were now.

But the one who was probably most afraid at that moment was the man whose face had gone deathly pale, who wished he could hide beneath the table and avoid everyone's gaze—

the American Representative.

Who could blame them? He had been the most conspicuous one just now.

"Why aren't you laughing anymore?"

Alvin tilted his head, wearing a half-smile.

"Ha—hahaha—" The American Representative, who was being stared at, looked hideous, his face as ugly as pig liver. Even so, he forced a smile and said, "As expected of the direction of the Human Evolution Ladder. I never imagined that Mr. Valshus could even manipulate 'space.' You've certainly opened our eyes!"

"Is that strange?"

Alvin walked behind them, passing one after another beside the representatives of the British Empire and Gaul before stopping behind the American Representative. He slowly placed both hands on the man's shoulders, leaned down, and chuckled softly. "That's true. I suppose the ETO wouldn't have told you that the 'Sophon' can't monitor me, would they?"

His words struck like a thunderclap.

The expressions of the representatives of the British Empire, Gaul, and America immediately became even uglier, as if they had swallowed several flies whole. The American Representative in particular looked as though flames were about to shoot from his eyes. He had never imagined that their dignified "beacon of the world" had actually been deceived