Upper Capital, a secluded courtyard, bright as day under the lights.
Several elderly men sat around a simple conference room table, with an intelligence summary spread before them.
Commander Tian sat at the lower end of the table, his back straight, his hands resting on his knees as he raised his gaze from the documents.
The elderly man seated at the head of the table slowly spoke. His voice was not loud, yet it carried the calmness of one who had weathered countless storms:
"Bear Nation has sent word that John Bull, Gallic Rooster, and Bald Eagle Nation are planning an assassination attempt against Major Fang Tianyi. The exact method is unknown.
Old Tian, analyze this for us—given Blue Star's current technology, what feasible methods are there for assassinating Major Fang Tianyi?"
Commander Tian's expression did not change, but his gaze became even more tranquil.
He fell silent for a moment before speaking in a steady, certain voice:
"If they wanted to assassinate Major Fang Tianyi, then with Blue Star's current methods—I can only think of poison."
"As for anything else, spatial teleportation cannot be stopped. Metal manipulation renders conventional weapons useless. Major Fang even withstood a nuclear bomb, so conventional weapons need not be mentioned.
If an assassination squad approached him, he could simply leave with Flying Thunder God. Only poison—colorless, odorless, and difficult to guard against—would not need to breach his physical defenses. It would only need to enter his body while he was unaware. That is the only theoretical opening."
The old man nodded, the corners of his lips lifting slightly as a glimmer of satisfaction flashed through his eyes.
Poison sounded terrifying, but what could it possibly mean to Fang Tianyi, who could withstand nuclear bombs, possessed miraculous medical ninjutsu, and kept his senses fully active?