Compromise 2 (Thanks to Legend of the Paladin's Holy Knight for the Alliance Leader???)

6:00 AM.

A black stretched bulletproof sedan slowly pulled into the Red Cherry Villa, a luxury residential complex in the city center's commercial district.

A golden stag stood proudly on the hood, its antlers branching toward the sky like tree limbs.

On the rear of the car was a small Mister Group emblem: a white cross on a silver background.

Anyone who recognized this mark would know that this was a custom-made, extended-security vehicle from the world-renowned luxury car brand Scale Deer, built specifically for the top executives of Mister Group.

These vehicles were not only bulletproof but also featured many amenities of a recreational vehicle, along with both water-travel and short-range low-altitude flight modes.

The undercarriage could intelligently transform, switching into water or flight mode in a mere ten seconds.

While such a car might look like a standard Scale Deer worth eight or nine hundred thousand on the outside, its actual production cost exceeded ten million.

Hiss.

The car came to a slow stop.

Wang Yiyang stepped out of the vehicle with a weary expression and walked toward a brand-new luxury apartment building.

He looked up at his newly purchased residence.

Moving into a new home should have been a joyous occasion, yet his mind remained fixated on the scene of the battle between Gu Fu and Kong Ping that he had witnessed yesterday.

The way their bodies had suddenly split apart and transformed into machinery caused a subtle shift in his perception of the world.

Steadying himself, he strode into the building.

Jian was already waiting by the elevator. Seeing him approach, Jian stepped forward.

"Boss, I've found all the information you requested."

Wang Yiyang nodded.

"Was it difficult?"

"It was troublesome, but my connections are decent, so everything went smoothly. But since you've suddenly taken an interest in cyborgs, have you encountered one?"

Jian's expression turned grave.

Wang Yiyang glanced at him.

"What? Have you encountered them too?"

"...I have. I once had the opportunity to become a mechanical cyborg, but I refused."

Wang Yiyang's heart skipped a beat.

At that moment, the elevator arrived. The two paused their conversation.

The doors slid open, and a woman in a brown knit dress stepped out.

She was holding the leash of a large, waist-high golden retriever.

Upon seeing Wang Yiyang and Jian, her gaze lingered on Jian.

Compared to Wang Yiyang, the scar on Jian's face and his foreign appearance made him far more conspicuous.

Woof! Woof!

The golden retriever seemed to sense something unusual about Jian. The dog, which had been panting and looking docile just a moment ago, suddenly changed its demeanor and began barking wildly at him.

The woman couldn't hold it back; the golden retriever looked frantic, as if it might break free from its leash at any second.

Snap.

Suddenly, the leash slipped from the woman's hand. She gasped, about to shout a warning.

Unfortunately, the golden retriever had already lunged forward.

However, it only took a few steps before its barking ceased. It braked to a halt, sensing something was wrong, and looked back at the leash on the ground.

The dog quickly pounced, grabbed the leash in its mouth, delivered it to its owner, and then turned back to bark at Jian once more.

"..."

"..."

Jian and Wang Yiyang exchanged a speechless look, while the woman in the dress looked rather embarrassed.

"I'm sorry... I hope it didn't scare you..." The woman managed to say, then couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

Wang Yiyang's weary mood lightened slightly.

He looked down at the still-ferocious dog and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"It's fine. It's quite interesting."

He gave a slight nod and stepped into the elevator.

Jian quickly followed.

The woman awkwardly suppressed her laughter, grabbed the dog, and hurried away.

The elevator doors slowly closed.

Wang Yiyang gently buttoned his jacket.

"How has Lei Wei been lately?"

"In the last two days, my people spotted her going out three times. Twice for normal dining and entertainment, and once to the Municipal Bureau," Jian replied in a low voice.

"That woman is suspicious. She thinks we don't know, but two of her subordinates secretly came to me as informants." He chuckled. "Boss, should we take her out?"

"No rush. Just keep her under surveillance for now. Don't alert anyone outside." Wang Yiyang shook his head.

He knew his previous hypnosis had taken effect. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been so easy to turn Lei Wei's subordinates.

The elevator doors slowly slid open.

The two stepped out one after the other into a short corridor facing the elevator.

Across the short corridor stood a vermilion door with intricate, wood-like patterns.

Wang Yiyang raised his hand and pressed his right palm gently against the center of the door.

Zzz.

"Welcome home. Palm print verification successful."

A soft, electronic female voice emanated from the door.

Click. The door opened automatically.

The two filed inside, and the door closed shut behind them.

Behind the door lay a massive hall, twenty meters in length and width.

The floor was covered in dark brown wood, and the right side featured large, grid-patterned floor-to-ceiling windows. Outside, one could see the grayish-white sky veiled in light smog, along with the silver-glinting skyscrapers of the luxury business district.

To the left was a massive one-way glass wall, offering a view of the kitchen and dining area from the living room.

Wang Yiyang looked up at the ceiling, where neatly arranged, massive squares were hung with different colorful oil paintings.

Each painting seemed to tell a different fairy tale.

"This place is nice," Jian muttered from the side.

"It's alright." Wang Yiyang walked toward the three circular sofas in the living room, sat down, picked up the documents in his hand, and began to flip through them carefully.

Jian walked to the side, clasped his hands, and stood guard in silence.

The documents were a thick stack of printed white paper, stapled together.

The cover featured a large black waxing crescent moon. It looked a bit like a mouth cracked into a smile.

Wang Yiyang opened the cover and saw the second page clearly printed with:

'Federal Special Reform Group Internal Documents'

He glanced at Jian, who was standing on the right, with slight surprise.

He had never heard of the Federal Special Reform Group before and wondered how this information had been obtained from such a place.

Jian quickly understood and explained, "My sworn brother works there."

"Good work." Wang Yiyang lowered his head and continued reading.

The third page contained the real substance.

'Danger Level Classification: Ordinary, Level 1, Level 2, Level 3, Level 4, Level 5, Level 6 (Semi-mechanized), Level 7 (Fully Modified Human).'

"Fully modified human is the highest level?" Wang Yiyang paused slightly. He continued flipping the pages.

'Below Level 5 are tasks for ordinary members; Level 6 and Level 7 are tasks for Silver Badge members.'

'For Level 6 mission targets, an elite special response team of no fewer than 50 and no more than 100 personnel may be deployed at discretion.

High-lethality weapons may be deployed. Local armed systems may be requested for support at any time. Heavy weaponry may be requested. Energy weapons may be requested.

Mission threshold: Mission failure is permitted.'

'For Level 7 mission targets, the use of all means is permitted.'

Wang Yiyang narrowed his eyes, having already vaguely discerned the Federation's attitude toward semi-mechanized and fully modified humans.

He quickly flipped further back.

"What does semi-mechanized mean? What does modified human mean? Have you encountered them before?" he asked suddenly.

The following pages contained detailed regulations and specific rules for the previous six danger levels.

Jian nodded and replied, "Yes, Boss. Generally speaking, internationally, many people are actually willing to accept mechanical parts to modify themselves; it's just a matter of the degree of modification.

Semi-mechanized generally refers to those whose mechanical modifications account for more than fifty percent of their body. Just like the two Avengers you met earlier.

If I'm not mistaken, they have already had mechanized suits implanted, which is why they can systematically and freely use mechanical abilities in combat."

"Is this kind of modification common?" Wang Yiyang frowned.

"Not really. And unless such modifications form a complete set, they are actually only slightly stronger than the average elite.

In certain environments, these slightly mechanized people are even easier to deal with than experts at the Grand Justice rank of martial arts."

Jian paused and continued.

"Furthermore, mechanization is extremely resource-intensive and costly, requiring a long-term, continuous drain on funds. Mechanical parts require maintenance and upkeep.

Even a slightly intense battle can cause damage, and repairs cost a fortune. Compared to the medical treatment required for an ordinary person's injuries, the expenses are far higher."

"And so?"

"So, most people who choose this type of modification are those who have been crippled or amputated and have no other choice. Besides, the average person can't afford it because the surgery itself is too expensive," Jian explained.

"According to you, most Level 6 dangerous individuals who are semi-mechanized must have a complete supply line behind them?" Wang Yiyang pondered.

"Yes, Boss."

"Then what level are you?" Wang Yiyang asked again.

Jian paused, smiling with a hint of embarrassment.

"At most, I'm a Level 3. Not worth mentioning."

"What about the Avengers?"

"They probably reach Level 4 or Level 5. They are likely implanted with the highly renowned Reaper Suit.

This type of mechanized suit is extremely difficult to control; one careless move during use can cause self-inflicted damage. But once mastered, its power is immense."

Wang Yiyang nodded, his fingers casually flipping through the documents in front of him.

This data on danger levels finally provided him with a complete external assessment system.

After all, he had only obtained the rough memories of the former Security Department head, so he was still quite unfamiliar with this information.

Soon, he finished flipping through all the printed documents in silence and set them aside on the sofa.

"Looking at it this way, the Avengers must be severely lacking in logistical support, right?"

"I'm afraid so," Jian nodded quickly.

"As allies, we should strengthen our friends and weaken our enemies. Instruct the team in a moment to fulfill the Avengers' request for resources, provided it does not exceed ten million Federation credits per person.

Also, how is the situation with Gewen? He came aggressively this time without even greeting me beforehand; it seems he has ill intentions."

In Wang Yiyang's memories, he and Gewen had crossed paths a few times during Board of Directors meetings at Mister's conferences.

As fellow directors, they should have at least communicated with him first, regardless of the circumstances.

To remain silent and ignore him like this clearly indicated a problem with his attitude.

Continuing to thank the friends who gave ten thousand points in rewards last week.

Ye Xun

Ai Ai

Kalufra

1Bi Meng Xing Chen 1

Shangguan Mingjian

One Two Three 123 Four Five Six 456

Legend of the Paladin

Y Praying for Night