The Celestials' Wrath

"Mr. Reggie Simmons, how do you view the alien spacecraft incident in Jordan and Egypt?"

"This matter is already known to the entire world. We even have comprehensive video footage as evidence."

"You and the Sector Seven behind you are North America's most authoritative alien research organization.

Rumor has it that your headquarters is located inside Hoover Dam. Our reporters discovered extensive signs of battle at the scene.

We have more than one witness claiming to have seen enormous alien robots in the Colorado River basin. How do you explain that?"

"We have the right to know! We need the truth!"

The crowd surged forward. Many people even held banners and whiteboards as they vented their dissatisfaction at the government.

When facing aliens, perhaps they did not dare to be angry. All they felt was fear and confusion.

But when it came to attacking their own government, their fear vanished at once, replaced by courage.

Washington, D.C.

Simmons, a Sector Seven agent dressed in a black suit, stared at the frenzied reporters before him with a deadened expression.

By God, these lunatics clutching microphones and cameras, blinding him with flashes until he could barely open his eyes and practically trying to shove microphones into his mouth, were more terrifying than the frozen aliens of Sector Seven.

At least aliens would only kill you. These ravenous news beasts, however, would use every possible method to squeeze every last bit of value out of you.

Simmons had originally only been an agent of Sector Seven. With his status, he could never have represented Sector Seven and the government at a press conference.

But this incident had become far too serious.

The two most important things in Sector Seven—the AllSpark Cube and the alien designated NBE-1—had both vanished, while Hoover Dam itself had