I created the Anomaly Control Bureau

Chapter 904, 899. Spokesperson

Headquarters of East Federal Pharmaceutical Company.

Dressed in formal attire, Ma En glanced at his watch, then stepped onto the stairs and passed through the tightly closed main entrance. He had come here immediately after receiving the message.

"Hello." The young woman standing at the front desk smiled at Maren. "How can I help you...?"

Marne looked at her.

Quiet.

The polite smile froze on her face, and the receptionist looked at Ma En with a look of horror and confusion.

He had been waiting outside for a full two minutes, but no one opened the door for him. After realizing something was wrong, he simply walked through the door and came in. Sure enough, he saw something strange as soon as he entered.

Although the receptionist seemed normal, there was something about her that shouldn't be there.

She has a soul.

Ma En walked up to her, then raised his hand to touch the air in front of him. Where his fingers brushed, traces of "dust" formed by fine white powder appeared.

Seeing this, the receptionist also revealed a fierce look, and looked at Ma En with a hint of provocation in her eyes.

"You've already been infected," she said in her mind.

Ma En waved his hand, and then all the "dust" in the room instantly condensed in front of him and turned into a cute-looking ball of fluff, but he knew very well that this thing was an extremely dangerous fungal spore.

Unfortunately, they are of no use to me.

Not to mention now, even Marne, who had just woken up at Victor Sanatorium, was not afraid of these terrifying monsters that were quite deadly to many flesh and blood creatures.

Now he has countless ways to counter this enemy. Not to mention the simple and brutal method of solarization that can eliminate all the spores in his body, he doesn't need to consider using flesh and blood abilities to expel them.

Even if they completely parasitize him, it's useless. As a top-tier psychic, he can easily abandon his physical existence for a short time, and he can easily find a way to recreate a body.

He is practically immortal compared to many weaker, dangerous anomalies; only anomalies like Seran or D17 can threaten his life.

Ma En walked over to the front desk and glanced at her.

She suddenly seemed to faint, her whole body went limp.

He hasn't yet mastered the power to invade people's minds.

Ma En raised his hand and operated the computer in front of him according to the receptionist's memory. Then, a faint figure came from the elevator behind him, and the elevator slowly opened towards him.

It was like a steel monster opening its gaping maw.

Marne walked straight in and pressed several buttons. The screen inside the elevator began to change colors rapidly, flashing complex information that he could not fully understand.

Click...

Arrived.

The moment the elevator doors opened, the whole world fell into silent darkness. After more than ten seconds, light and color gradually appeared before his eyes, but the eerie silence remained.

Dozens of jellyfish-like biological bullets landed outside the elevator. They desperately writhed and tried to crawl into the nearest creature, but they couldn't get into the elevator space at all.

It was as if there was an invisible wall in front of them.

Further away, a dozen or so armed employees were standing there, but at that moment they all put down their weapons and stepped back, revealing a path that could be passed through.

D17 was standing behind them, looking at Marne with a hint of surprise.

Seeing this, Ma En felt relieved and released his hearing. Then, the jellyfish bullets in front of him automatically swept aside to his sides, making way for him.

He stepped out:
"I heard you were looking for us?"

D17 looked at Marx and Engels with great interest:

"You just blocked your senses? Don't worry, I won't act before I've clearly seen my opponent, especially after I just sent Sera a meeting invitation. I'm not that stupid... We still have a peace treaty."

At this point, she looked Mar and Eng up and down a few times:

"Sera isn't planning to talk to me in person?"

Mar and Eng walked towards her calmly:
"If he feels it is necessary, he will naturally tell you in person. But don't worry, I can make many decisions for him, and I have also dealt with the servants of the Supreme Will."

“I can handle them.”

D17 had some doubts, but said nothing:
"What are your plans to do against them?"

Marne walked up to her:
"But that's not our responsibility, if I remember correctly. Our only agreements are a peace treaty and an agreement between us regarding the supply of your products. We have no obligation to provide you with any assistance."

D17 also refused to back down in the slightest:
“That’s right, but the agreement doesn’t specify a timeframe. If things get really bad, I can drag it out, but that will just give you some ‘handle’ to use against me. In any case, you’ll be the ones who get the stuff last.”

Marx and Engels answered calmly:

"We're not in a hurry."

The agreement didn't specify a strict timeframe, but there was a deadline. After all, the other party couldn't accept providing something within a very tight timeframe, but neither could Marx and Engels give them unlimited time.

Upon hearing this, D17 coldly replied:
"Then you can leave now."

But Marx and Engels smiled at this moment:
“I didn’t say I wouldn’t help.”

D17 still had a cold expression:
"What are your conditions? Don't beat around the bush with me."

Marx and Engels smiled and said:

"In any case, the Supreme Will is a formidable opponent. We do have ways to help you fight it, and to be honest, we will also help you reclaim the processing facilities for the Reverse Mind Potion for free."

"This is not a problem for me."

D17 asked in surprise:
"free?"

Marx and Engels nodded:

“That’s right, I can take action anytime.”

These words made D17 both happy and puzzled, because they meant that the situation was not as she had feared. But if he intended to provide help free of charge, why did he say those things?

Maren then said:

"But even if we help you reclaim the processing facilities, it won't stop its attacks."

D17 nodded:

"I know it's not so easy to solve, and I'm prepared for a long battle with it. Anyway, it can't really hurt me, and I have plenty of time to wear it down."

"As long as there are no time issues."

Marne said:

"You're right. The Supreme Will is a virtually invincible mental entity. Its immense and terrifying mental power fears no opponent, and the tentacles meant to slay it are almost impossible to harm it."

"Even with your special abilities, you can't have any effect on it."

D17 nodded:

“Your master is right, this is indeed a more dangerous world than I imagined.”

Marx and Engels nodded:

"Yes, it's a terrible guy, but you're lucky..."

"Because we can help you solve its problem."