An official red-header document for extraterritorial enforcement, the Interdimensional Anti-Corruption Investigation Team's
The Technology Division head's horrified words, "charging straight at us," instantly tightened the air in Conference Room One.
Hela abruptly stood up, her hand already on the hilt of her sword at her waist. The Aura of Death emanating from her caused a thin layer of frost to form on the water glasses on the conference table.
"Authorization."
She only uttered two words, her eyes fixed on the rapidly enlarging red threat mark on the main control screen.
Gwen Stacy and Qin's expressions also turned serious. All the previous simulations and Contingency Plan were based on the premise that the target was drifting unconsciously. Now, the enemy's purposeful charge has escalated the nature of the incident from "potential risk" to "immediate intrusion."
Only Lynn didn't move.
He remained leaning back in his chair, his gaze never leaving the light screen, as if admiring an ever-changing abstract painting.
He slowly raised his hand, not to press the alarm, but to gently press it down in Hela's direction.
A simple action, yet it froze the almost boiling killing intent emanating from Hela.
"Sit down, everyone."
Lynn's voice was steady, without the slightest hint of nervousness.
What's the rush?
He said, "Isn't it convenient that it's charging at us, saving us the trouble of looking for it?"
This remark caused an eerie easing of the tense atmosphere in the meeting room.
Sylvie watched this scene from the corner, completely unable to comprehend how this man could speak so casually in the face of the full-force charge of a Void Beast capable of devouring time.
"Comrade Gwen Stacy." Lynn's gaze shifted from the light screen to Gwen Stacy Stacy.
"Director," Gwen Stacy replied immediately.
"Change the title of the Red-Headed Document from earlier."
Lynn's fingertips tapped slowly on the armrest, as if calibrating the final rhythm for the next move.
"Let's call it 'Emergency Notice Regarding the Establishment of a Cross-Dimensional Joint Investigation Team Anti-Corruption and Ecological Security.'"
Gwen Stacy's pupils contracted almost imperceptibly.
Cross-dimensional anti-corruption efforts.
These four words, like a precise Scalpel, cut directly to the most hidden root of this incident. (TVA)
"The investigation team's responsibilities," Lynn continued, speaking slowly but with unwavering weight, "Are, firstly, to conduct a special investigation into the recent incidents of 'unclaimed dangerous species illegally crossing the border,' which seriously threaten the ecological security of our Special Zone."
"Secondly, we will trace the source of these 'illegal assets' and investigate the parties responsible for any dereliction of duty or abuse of power that may have led to the loss of control over these assets."
"The investigation team is headed by Comrade Gwen Stacy Stacy, the Director of the Liaison Office."
Gwen Stacy straightened her back.
"Comrade Stability Maintenance Office Director Hela, and Comrade Wanda, Director the Technology Integration Department, accompanied the investigation team as core members."
Hela and Wanda's gazes both fell on Lynn.
Lynn's gaze finally settled on Hela's cold eyes.
"Under the joint authorization of the ' Negative Zone Management Committee Asset Management Regulations' and the ' Ecological Security Emergency Response Act,' the investigation team has the authority to take all necessary measures, including but not limited to 'mandatory isolation,' 'on-site seizure,' and 'compliant confiscation,' against any 'illegal assets' that threaten the security of the Special Zone Administrative Region, both within and outside its jurisdiction."
He spoke the words "compliant confiscation" slowly and clearly.
The murderous intent in Hela's eyes was instantly replaced by a more complex light called "understanding".
She understood.
Lynn wasn't preventing her from doing it.
He handed her an official document stamped with a red seal, allowing her to legitimately "enforce the law."
This isn't war; it's investigating a case.
This was not Carnage, it was spoils.
"I understand." Gwen Stacy's fingers were already flying across the tactical tablet, quickly generating lines of meticulously worded, watertight official documents. "The document will be drafted within one minute, distributed to all units, and simultaneously copied to the Coordination Bureau for record-keeping."
"Very good." Lynn nodded.
He stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window of the conference room, and looked out at the unchanging gray sky composed of Data Stream.
"TVA's Originalist Faction want to use some filthy entity with no identity to physically erase us from the system, outside of the rules."
"They thought that if they overturned the table, we'd have to end up like them, rolling in the mud."
Lynn turned around and looked at the three key members who were already in their positions and ready to depart.
"Then we'll tell them."
"Negative Zone has its Negative Zone rules."
"Even if it's a robbery, we still need to have Red-Headed Document and go through all the procedures."
His voice wasn't loud, but it conveyed an unprecedented chill and power to everyone in the conference room—a perfect fusion of violence and procedure.
One minute later.
A Red-Headed Document bearing the highest administrative seal of the Negative Zone Management Committee was instantly distributed to all core departments with the highest priority.
The file title, in bold, is exceptionally eye-catching.
Emergency Notice Regarding the Establishment of a Cross-Dimensional Joint Investigation Team Anti-Corruption and Ecological Security.
The document is concise and clear, clearly defining the composition, authority, and objectives of the investigation team.
The document ended with Lynn's handwritten signature.
Almost at the same time the document was issued, three figures appeared on the exclusive teleportation platform outside the White Bone Hall.
Gwen Stacy stood at the front, dressed in a black uniform that allowed for easy movement. She wore tactical goggles that could analyze data in real time, and in her hand was the physical copy of the newly issued Red-Headed Document.
Hela stood to her left rear, the Night Sky Sword unsheathed, but her mere presence was the best illustration of all power.
Wanda was to the right rear, surrounded by Scarlet Chaos Energy, creating an invisible energy field that could intervene in reality at any time.
"Target coordinates locked," Wanda's voice crackled in the other two's communication channel. "Approaching our territory's borders is expected in ninety seconds."
"Set off."
Gwen Stacy didn't waste any words, only saying two words.
The next second, the three figures disappeared into the light of the teleportation platform.
Void.
This is the outermost boundary of the Negative Zone's jurisdiction, and also the boundary between reality and Chaos.
There was no up, down, left, or right; no concept of time or space; only an endless, profound darkness that seemed capable of swallowing all light.
Three figures appeared out of thin air in the darkness.
Beneath their feet lay a visible boundary line constructed of Scarlet Energy. Within the line lay the order of Negative Zone; beyond it lay endless unknown.
Gwen Stacy held the Red-Headed Document in her hand, her expression solemn, like a judge about to deliver a verdict.
Hela's right hand had already grasped the hilt of the Night Sky Sword, the blade rubbing against the scabbard, emitting a chilling low hum.
Wanda closed her eyes, her senses extending outwards to detect the chaotic and hungry aura approaching at an alarming speed.
Suddenly, she opened her eyes.
"It's here."
Before he could finish speaking...
In the endless darkness ahead, a massive cloud of purple and black thunderstorms, churning and swirling as if alive, suddenly shattered the tranquility of the void.
It has no physical form, no fixed shape; it is merely a pure storm that devours time.
At the center of the storm, countless distorted and wailing faces could be vaguely seen—the remnants of the Timeline that it had devoured.
Alioth.
This ultimate watchdog, used by TVA to cut out Abandoned Timeline, is now hurtling towards the three of them with an unparalleled aura of destruction.
Before it, all matter and energy appear insignificant and vulnerable.
Gwen Stacy took a deep breath, bracing herself against the pressure that seemed to freeze her soul, and stepped forward, crossing the Scarlet boundary that symbolized her territory.
She held up the Red-Headed Document in her hand.