The Illuminati's Remote Destruction Order, a Violation of Cross-Dimensional Interference

The red alarm in the conference room blared sharply, like a Steel Needles piercing everyone's eardrums.

The slight sense of relief that had just been relieved after the resolution was passed was instantly shattered.

At the end of the oval table, the newly promoted "Associate Researcher" was becoming ethereal at a visible speed. Countless tiny, blue-glowing codes were uncontrollably dissipating from her body, as if the very foundation of her existence was being forcibly removed.

She curled up in the chair, her face devoid of the previous fervor and attachment, replaced only by a pure, intense pain stemming from the erasure of her very being.

"Director!" The Technician, who had stumbled and crawled in, cried out, his voice trembling.

Stability Maintenance Office Director Hela, placed her hand on the hilt of the sword at her waist, and the Night Sky Sword emitted a deep hum. She looked at Lynn, her eyes questioning, but also showing a resolute readiness to act at any moment.

"It's a conceptual attack." Technology Minister Wanda's voice was icy. She didn't look at the dissipating counterpart, but stared at the real-time data coming from the Control Console. "The attack originated in Earth-838, triggered through a pre-programmed, low-level backdoor. A very sophisticated method, directly targeting the very foundation of life forms."

Her tone was as if she were analyzing an interesting topic, devoid of any emotion.

"Director, I recommend immediately implementing the highest level of physical isolation and energy containment of the target to prevent secondary damage to the area from the energy Impact of its collapse."

Destroy, or banish.

The meeting returned to square one.

Hela's gaze grew colder. In her view, Wanda's suggestion was the most rational choice at this moment. The only value of an "asset" that was already out of control and about to self-destruct was to be safely disposed of.

All eyes were on Lynn, who was in the main seat.

Lynn didn't look at Wanda-838, whose body was gradually becoming data in pain, nor did she pay attention to the piercing alarm in her ears.

He simply watched the panicked Technician silently.

"What's the panic?"

Lynn's voice was steady and not loud, yet it miraculously stopped the Technician's trembling.

"The alarm is too loud, turn it off."

The Technician paused for a moment, then instinctively operated the Data Pad, abruptly stopping the piercing alarm. In the conference room, only the suppressed gasps of Wanda-838 in pain and the faint electrical hum of the blue codes dissipating remained.

After things quieted down, Lynn's gaze slowly turned to the end of the long table, to the woman who was "dying."

He showed no eagerness to save people; instead, his eyes held a calm, almost cruel scrutiny, as if he had discovered something of great value.

"The Illuminati have abandoned even the last shred of dignity."

He said something to himself.

Then, he raised his head, his gaze not falling on Hela or Wanda, but turning to the Liaison Office Chief Gwen Stacy.

"Director Gwen Stacy."

"Yes," Gwen Stacy replied immediately.

"This Illuminati was made without any official notification or legal handover procedures, and it is a unilateral and fatal attack on the staff already employed by our Negative Zone Management Committee."

Lynn spoke slowly, enunciating each word clearly, as if he were assigning responsibility for a major accident.

"According to the annex to our latest Bilateral Memorandum with TVA, their actions constitute the most serious violation of the clauses in the Interdimensional Bilateral Agreement regarding ' Jurisdiction priority' and 'asset disposal requiring mutual consensus.'"

Hela's hand, which had been gripping the sword hilt, loosened slightly. She seemed to understand something.

The technological exploration that Technology Minister Wanda had been looking at has faded, replaced by a subtle, almost imperceptible unease.

"Director, you mean..." Gwen Stacy asked tentatively.

Lynn did not answer directly, but instead gave an instruction, his voice sounding exceptionally clear in the quiet conference room.

"I order the Liaison Office to immediately initiate the highest-level evidence preservation procedures."

"Designate the current conference room as a Level 1 security zone. Initiate full-area information recording within a 50-meter radius of the Earth-838 sample ' Scarlet '."

"From multiple angles and across multiple spectrums, we must record all Data Stream paths, energy dissipation characteristics, spatial disturbance frequencies, and changes in the vital signs of our personnel involved in the enemy's remote attack in a complete and comprehensive manner."

"All raw data, in triplicate, each encrypted, is stored in a Highest Access Privileges archive."

Lynn looked at Gwen Stacy and emphasized.

"This record is not technical analysis material, but Illuminati's illegal military actions and brazen attack against us."

"They were the ones who first broke the agreement."

"It was they who escalated a negotiable internal matter into an irreconcilable cross-dimensional conflict."

"We need to make it clear to everyone who is truly responsible for this conflict."

Not a single word he said was about how to save people.

Every word he uttered was a preparation of the sharpest ammunition for the impending political counterattack.

Gwen's breath hitched slightly, then he nodded emphatically and immediately began working rapidly on his Data Pad. Countless invisible probes and sensors on the walls and ceiling of the conference room were activated, and beams of invisible data acquisition light completely enveloped the struggling Wanda-838.

A deadly assassination attempt was, in just a few words from Lynn, classified as a heinous and well-documented "attempted illegal interdimensional deployment of biological weapons."

Hela looked at Lynn's profile, and for the first time, a pure, unadulterated awe appeared in her eyes.

She knew how to kill.

But killing someone using rules, and then making the victim bear all the blame, even paying compensation and apologizing—this method was beyond her comprehension, but it deeply shocked her.

Just as Gwen Stacy finished setting up all the evidence preservation measures, the Technology Minister Wanda, spoke again, this time with a hint of solemnity.

"Director, we've obtained the evidence."

"But this... Associate Researcher, her conceptual structure has collapsed by more than 70%, entering an irreversible stage."

Wanda pulled up a data model and projected it in front of Lynn.

"Conventional energy replenishment and magical intervention are no longer sufficient to stop this process. At most, she will be completely erased from this Dimension in three minutes."