Along the way, Plague Doctors from numerous operations departments, answering Lynn's call, swiftly joined the procession.
"Move! Everyone, get out of the way!"
"By the Doctor's supreme command, all departments inside Leviathan must comply unconditionally with our operational directives during the campaign against the two intruders! Anyone who disobeys will be executed!"
Up ahead, his lackey brandished the appointment letter and shouted to clear the way.
The flesh creatures and Plague Doctors along the route all stared wide-eyed, pressing themselves fearfully against the walls, terrified they might get executed in passing.
[Ding! Your reputation with the Plague Doctor faction increased by 10!] [Ding! Your reputation with the Plague Doctor faction increased by 12!]
They made a grand spectacle of themselves all the way.
Every light turned green.
As for the identity-checking devices and sentries stationed throughout the various areas to prevent Lynn from infiltrating, without exception, those that needed shutting down were shut down, and those that needed to stand aside stood aside.
What a joke.
After all, what blind fool would dare check the commander-in-chief of the campaign, the future Eighth Steward, in front of all these people?!
They reached the Exosuit Factory without encountering a single obstacle. Lynn's lackey kicked the factory doors open with a bang, and the Plague Doctors behind him immediately streamed inside, escorting Lynn in his magnificent cloak as he strode into the Exosuit Factory.
Amid the tremendous rumbling of flesh.
One ragged slave after another stopped working and raised their heads in terror, looking at Lynn in the midst of the surrounding Plague Doctors.
There was no question about it.
In their eyes, anyone with an entourage like that had to be one of the highest-ranking officials among the Plague Doctors.
"Where's the person in charge?! Get out here right now!"