The Plan

Inside the church, in a room that resembled a meeting room.

Many of the extraordinary individuals sat or stood, the flickering candlelight reflecting off their somber expressions, making them appear somewhat terrifying.

At the head of the conference room, the elderly man in white robes coughed slightly. "Gentlemen... do you still have any doubts about what I've said?"

"I'm sorry... sir!"

At the front of the conference table, a superhuman who had been fiddling with a pistol solemnly returned the revolver to its holster. "According to you... the reason why Nia City became like this is because of a... dream? That's ridiculous!"

"No, this is not absurd or ridiculous at all. In fact, you should be thankful... that the owner of this dream has disappeared into the long course of history. Otherwise, none of you here would have had a chance to leave alive."

The old man said firmly.

"I don't want to know where this soap bubble came from, I just want to know how we can get out of here!"

Another female professional with a hot figure spoke up.

She had long, fiery red hair, dressed mysteriously, and was followed by several people, clearly indicating that she possessed considerable power.

"There's no way... unless we find its source!"

The old man said slowly, "Furthermore... please believe that the Federation will not abandon you. There are two legendary 'Lords' outside, ready to provide reinforcements at any time."

"Legend... a fifth-tier professional?"

The woman, seemingly intimidated by the pressure, sat up straighter. "Specifically?"

The elderly man in white robes slowly retreated, and another agent from Bureau 11, dressed in a black trench coat, stepped forward. "Our captain, along with Archbishop Oliver, cleared out the Flesh Polluter in the East District last night, specifically between Lilac Avenue and Virgin Road... We need to go there..."

Why do we need to go there?

A surprised voice came from behind. "Wouldn't it be better to just wait for reinforcements here?"

"That's impossible..."

The detective seemed to have anticipated this question, answering quickly. "Although there is enough food and water in the city... it is being eroded very quickly. Perhaps in just a few days, we will be completely lost in the depths of the Spirit World, never to return."

After those words were spoken, the room Silence for a moment.

Immediately, the burly man who had just asked the question roared, "Why? Why isn't your fifth-rank lord coming in to save us, instead of waiting outside?"

'That's because it's extremely dangerous inside... and if it's just in spirit form, it's even harder to say... no one would risk their life for you... of course, it's more likely they have other plans, maybe they've already sneaked in...'

Sulu stood in the corner, listening quietly to everything.

Beside him, Ian and Fatima were both biting their lips, their faces pale, as if they were about to collapse at any moment.

They were, after all, just low-level professionals; it was far too early for them to be exposed to such danger.

"Therefore... we must save ourselves. We have made contact with the outside world and received good news... Archbishop Oliver, Captain Theo, and the others are still alive, in the East District sewers!"

The agent exclaimed excitedly, "If we can rescue them, and with the help of the two fifth-tier experts outside, we can definitely break through this predicament!"

The strongest supernatural force in Nia City is naturally still the previous official force.

This time, if a large number of their personnel hadn't been trapped in the East District, they wouldn't have been able to urgently summon civilian superhumans.

"I implore you here to go to the East District and rescue the Archbishop and the Captain. This is not for anyone else, but for yourselves. For that may be the source of everything!"

At the end, the person in charge bowed deeply.

However, despite his passionate and eloquent speech, the response from the audience was rather sparse.

Seeing this, the old man coughed and said, "Gentlemen... Nia City has been experiencing one major disaster after another, especially this time... The existence of professionals can no longer be concealed, and Registration Act will be introduced sooner or later... Those extraordinary individuals who participate in this event will all be recognized by the Church and will be our friends."

The implications of this are rather intriguing.

Sulu watched this scene and almost laughed.

After all, similar things have happened far too many times in history.

If they manage to escape, they will indeed need the protection of some power in the future when the Federation becomes increasingly powerful.

Now, it's not just about their own lives, but also about other interests.

"In that case, we have no objection."

"Those monsters aren't particularly strong, just very troublesome!"

The next moment, many professionals expressed their opinions.

"Great... Everyone get ready, we'll be leaving in an hour!"

Upon seeing this, the person in charge immediately spoke.

What do you think?

Many extraordinary individuals left the conference room, each choosing a corner to either meditate or prepare their equipment.

Fatima came to Sulu's side and said with a wry smile, "I don't understand, how could things have turned out like this in just one night... It makes me feel like I'm still dreaming."

"In fact, we were in a dream."

Sulu closed his eyes, understanding Fatima's thoughts.

Undoubtedly, it was just a group of three low-level professionals: himself, Ian, and himself.

The battle an hour from now will undoubtedly be extremely dangerous; any chance of success is a good thing.

You look... very calm.

Fatima felt increasingly unable to understand this rich young master.

She initially thought the other person was just a Muggle interested in supernatural powers, but later she realized that she was the one who had been deceived, and that the other person had already been in contact with professionals.

Now, it seems astonishing that they remained so calm in the face of such a disaster; their willpower alone is truly remarkable.

It's impossible to have such a magnanimous spirit without going through enough hardships.

"I'm only outwardly calm... I'm actually panicking inside..."

Sulu drew out his Thaumaturgy Card and went through them one by one.

This is what he has gained over this period of time. At this moment, many professionals gather here, making it another place to take advantage of deals.

After all, the most powerful Archbishop Oliver and others were not here.

The professionals rested or cleaned their weapons, and Silence fell over the surroundings once again.

Only the roars of monsters and the screams of humans echoed around them, ravaging the gradually numbing nerves of the survivors.

"Of the hundreds of thousands of people in Nia City, less than a tenth managed to escape here... Right now, they can barely survive in the outside world, but as their Spirit World deepens, ultimately... they won't be able to escape."

Sulu has an excellent sense of time. When it was time, he stood up and joined the other professionals, forming a group of more than thirty people.

May the Goddess bless you!

The ascetic-like old man bestowed blessings upon them, and then the head of the Bureau 11 came before them, bowing deeply. "My name is Mithius. Thank you for your support. I will accompany you to the East District."