Later, when Experimental Subject No. 383 had grown too difficult to capture, Number One stopped interfering so much. But everyone present understood
that Number One had deliberately protected Experimental Subject No. 383.
And the person who had been so determined to capture Experimental Subject No. 383 was this Number Five. From that point on,
Number Five had held a grudge against Number One, but there was nothing
he could do about it. After all, Number One's authority in the organization was absolute. He had two votes to himself. Although he could only use the extra vote once every three
meetings, that was still
enough to prove how much power he held.
What was more, he had invented the virus and the serum. No matter how dissatisfied Number Five was, he had no power to resist.
"I see... Well, then, we can begin installing the equipment for the Manipulation Plan on the other continents, too. Also, send the danger levels and other
relevant documents
to the administrators of every city, to prevent any mishaps."
"Agreed."
"Agreed..."
Of course, no one objected to this. It was a counterattack by humanity. Only with this could humanity
truly be said to be mounting a counterattack.
Of course, the day's discussion wasn't over yet.
Once everyone had agreed, the matter was settled. Number One looked at the six people present, fell silent for a long while... then
raised his head with a serious expression and said:
"Next, we need to discuss the insect swarm..."
The seven of them continued their meeting, and time passed just like that... for three days.
"Pitter-patter~~"
"Mmm~"
The girl's sleepy murmur stood out in the quiet, rainy night.
"Pitter-patter~~~"
"Hoo~~~"
A cold wind blew past. As if sensing the chill, the girl couldn't help pulling at the blanket covering her.