Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 792 [Abnormal Capital VII]

"Mr. Jerome, let me ask you this directly - what does the founder of your company want?"

Xia Xiu raised his head slightly and said this to Jerome.

Among the many documents in Heaven, the purpose of [Vikander Ned Media] remains an unsolved mystery.

Just as its work and operations reveal depth and ambiguity, the truth about the company's core motivations is deliberately hidden.

Their participation in this meeting, and even the fact that they were able to sit at the same table with seven other abnormal capitals, is itself an abnormal phenomenon.

Jerome smiled slightly, maintaining his usual calm and polite manner.

His tone was brisk, yet with a hint of deliberate casualness:
"Our company has been dedicated to transforming anomalous art and media into merchandise, either to generate profit through distribution and dissemination, or to increase our influence."

Xia Xiu raised a slight arc at the corner of his mouth, and his tone was a little scrutinizing, even teasing:
“Seeking commercialization and expansion – this is the most clichéd story in the world of capital.

But for you, it's too vulgar."

Jerome raised his eyebrows when he heard this. He shook his head slightly and deliberately made an expression of being seen through, catering to Xia Xiu's questioning:
"That's true. I'm afraid the company's publicity department's words are meaningless to someone like you."

He paused for a moment, then looked at Xia Xiu sincerely, and his tone became more straightforward:
"So, I think it's better to be frank—"

His smile faded a little, and his tone was low and steady, revealing a hidden sincerity:

“What our two owners want is to be in the game of the Ivy League Wars.

In fact, their long-cherished wish is to turn reality into an 'interactive game'.

Through abnormal technology, every participant can experience a state of existence beyond the norm."

He leaned forward slightly and continued:

“The birth and promotion of Pedigree makes this ideal no longer seem out of reach.

It gives us hope in technology and concepts, and also gives them confidence in this goal.”

Xia Xiu was silent for a few seconds, a thoughtful gleam flashed in his golden eyes, and then he commented in a calm yet dignified tone: "It's a very interesting idea."

An expectant look immediately appeared on Jerome's face, and he looked at Xia Xiu eagerly, as if his words had laid the foundation for the entire negotiation.

His voice was filled with a hint of expectation and a hint of temptation:
"You find it interesting, don't you? However, if we want to truly develop and expand this project, we will inevitably need to deal with the Kingdom of Heaven. This is a reality, Your Excellency."

Xia Xiu's expression did not fluctuate at all, and he maintained his calm and businesslike attitude.

"As long as you no longer regard Heaven as a potential threat and reduce your confrontation with us, we will be happy to lift some of the restrictions on your company."

Jerome's expression seemed to relax a little, and the smile on his face looked more genuine.

He bowed his head slightly and said in a respectful tone:

“Don’t worry, our bosses are very optimistic about this war…or about you.

Therefore, they are also willing to cooperate with the work of the Kingdom of Heaven and provide cooperation for mutual benefit.”

The two exchanged a few more brief words, mainly focusing on some preliminary frameworks for possible cooperation between the two sides.

Jerome behaved extremely properly, maintaining just the right amount of respect in his tone, but also with a hint of cautious tentativeness.

Xia Xiu's response was always lukewarm, and his every word and action seemed to convey Heaven's position - cooperation can be discussed, but the rules are set by Heaven.

The conversation came to an end quickly. Although the atmosphere was not very warm, it had reached a delicate balance.

Jerome gave a standard professional smile and bowed slightly to Xia Xiu, concluding the conversation. Xia Xiu raised his hand slightly, indicating that there was no need for courtesy, and turned to look at Hanks beside him.

Hanks stepped forward at the right time, nodded slightly to Xia Xiu, and then took him to the other end of the conference table.

They are about to face the last member attending the meeting, who is also one of the most mysterious representatives of abnormal capital in this meeting.

Xia Xiu slowly walked to the end of the conference table and fixed his eyes on the last participant.

This representative of Abnormal Capital was the person he cared about and was most curious about during this trip.

In the archives of heaven, all detailed records about him are not open to people of his level. The information about the abnormal capital in Xia Xiu's hands was not unlocked by Eden until he got it from the ancient Set.

Such a background added a layer of mystery to this meeting.

Standing in front of Xia Xiu was a man wearing a well-cut black suit and a black top hat, looking quite like a classic gentleman.

He had a carefully trimmed moustache and a perpetually unfathomable smile on his face.

His suit was dotted with some peculiar little accessories, the most eye-catching of which was a constantly rotating gear. It seemed to be independent of any power source, yet it operated precisely and regularly, giving off a strange mechanical feel.

What's even more bizarre is that there is a living doll standing on his shoulder.

The doll was about the size of a palm, wearing a traditional clown costume, with a funny and weird paint on its face, and two bells on its hat, which made crisp sounds as it moved.

The most noticeable thing is the back of the doll's neck, where a line of tiny words is tattooed:
_[Mr. Clown, from Dr. Wendetinment's Little Mister]
The doll's movements are agile and vivid, its eyes roll around, and it occasionally lets out a chilling laugh or two, as if it is evaluating everything around it.

The man stood up, his movements were elegant but somewhat disturbingly playful. He extended his hand to Xia Xiu, his tone was exaggeratedly polite, and his voice was clear and magnetic:
"My name is Reginald Filbert Lionel Archibald Westinghouse Windtingement III."

After he finished saying this long name, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. After a slight pause, he continued with a smile:

"Of course, sir, if you think it's too awkward, you can just call me Dr. Wendetinment III - I am the representative of Dr. Wendetinment."

As soon as he finished speaking, the clown doll on his shoulder suddenly moved, bent down, made a strange salute, and then echoed in a shrill voice:
"Dr. Wende Tingmen's representative, wow, this is really exciting, right?"

Xia Xiu looked at Dr. Wendetinment III calmly, without revealing the slightest emotion in his golden eyes.

He gently extended his hand and shook hands with the other party. Although the hand was wearing a pair of leather gloves, it exuded a cold texture that was hard to ignore.

[Abnormal Capital·Dr. Wendtingment——]

[Dr. Wendetinment] is a distinctive anomalous character or brand whose existence spans prehistoric times and is regarded as the embodiment of "miracle, joy and wonder".

His image and ideas are not just individual existences, but more likely an abnormal concept formed by the imagination or collective consciousness of intelligent creatures.

Every century and every era, the Doctor is "born" once, appearing in the history of Terra with different identities and backgrounds, bringing unspeakable miracles and wonders to the world.

Xia Xiu later learned through the unsealed information the background of the modern Doctor I—a seemingly ordinary but legendary beginning.

This material is the autobiography of that person.

In his autobiography, Dr. Wendetingmen I was the son of a seamstress and a certified public accountant, born in an obscure small village.

He spent his childhood in the dark and boring world of Daeva, leading a quiet but desperate life. His only comfort was the stories about "miracles" his father told him every night before going to bed.

In those stories, a magical toy maker was portrayed as being able to create miracles never before seen or again.

He is a craftsman with a creative and magical talent who can bring toys to life, blending mechanics with fantasy.

According to his father, the toy maker was not a fiction but a distant relative of theirs, and his blood ran in the young man's body.

Although these stories sound like fairy tales, they planted a seed of pursuit of truth in the boy's heart.

As he grows older, the young man begins to question the truth of the stories, while also longing to reclaim his "God's right".

He embarks on a long and tortuous journey, following any clues he can find, even the vaguest rumors, trying to uncover the truth behind the story.

He had heard tales of "puppets that came to life," "Jumping Jacks that really jumped," and "cuckoo clocks that sang and danced without springs."

These incredible-sounding rumors became his goal.

However, his journey is long and full of disappointments, and the old toy maker's secrets seem to have been buried long ago, with only the embers of the story remaining.

Just when he almost gave up, a surprising discovery changed everything.

He finally found the places where "running puppets", "jumping Jacks" and many other seemingly magical creations could be made. However, this discovery was not the beginning of a miracle, but the beginning of a nightmare.

Because, he found the truth that Daeva used to exploit the people, he found it;
——[Crisis Sequence: Factory].

[Factory] is not a holy place for creativity, but an abyss that swallows dreams.

It devoured the young man, threw him into a wall of concrete and steel, and forced him to do uncreative labor.

It mocked his dreams, drained his inspiration, and tried to crush him completely.

However, this confinement did not completely destroy him.

He used his wits to escape, taking with him some stolen documents that served as clues for his continued pursuit.

His journey eventually leads him to a dilapidated yet magical cabin deep in a dense forest.

That hut was a place of refuge and also the workshop of his ancestors, the source of magic that was distorted and taken away by the Factory.

When he pushed open the shabby wooden door and entered the house, it was as if he had walked into a new world.

In that small room, he flipped through pages of diary notes and blueprints. Those blueprints that recorded miracles brought a long-lost light to his soul.

A soft light flashed in his eyes, and he saw the inheritance in his blood in these drawings.

He picked up the forgotten tools, the tools that worked miracles.

From this moment on, the New Century Terra - Dr. Wendetinment was born.

The Doctor has since become Terra's new symbol of "joy and wonder".

With his genius creativity and extraordinary talent, he turned miracles that had never existed into reality.

He created a talking clown puppet, a chime clock that could play music, and even a toy world with its own consciousness.

These creations are not just a fusion of machinery and magic, but also the embodiment of intelligent creatures' desire for beauty and miracles.

Every generation of Dr. Wendetinment is considered synonymous with "miracle".

Their potential is so high and their ceiling is so terrifying that it is almost unbelievable.

Every batch of PhDs can always reach areas that ordinary people cannot reach and achieve [miracles].

Regardless of the era, their actions and intentions are inseparable from children and childlike innocence and pure behavior, and this close connection makes Dr. Wendetinment a mysterious existence.

Dr. Wendttinment is a loner and his whereabouts are mysterious.

They have countless aliases, but they can always be recognized by the unique characteristic of "only making toys".

Because of their long and legendary history, people's understanding of them also presents a variety of interpretations.

However, the Dr. Wendetinment III in front of him obviously has not yet reached the level of [miracle] that he should have.

From this point, Xia Xiu could boldly speculate that this was one of the important reasons why the other party participated in this meeting;

——To find an opportunity to achieve some unfinished purpose.

Xia Xiu narrowed his golden eyes slightly, and without concealing his curiosity, he glanced back and forth between Dr. Wendetinment III and the clown doll on his shoulder.

The doll swayed flexibly and let out a shrill laugh, as if it was trying to attract attention, but Xia Xiu's focus was always on the doctor.

His eyes were deep and there was a hint of exploration in his tone.

"Representative Dr. Wendetinment..." Xia Xiu spoke in a low voice, his tone steady but with an authority that was hard to ignore.

"Ever since I learned of the existence of Wendetinment, I have been curious about you...or you guys."

The smile on Dr. Wendetinment III's face was still elegant and decent. He leaned forward slightly, as if waiting for Xia Xiu to ask further questions.

Xia Xiu paused for a moment, his tone adding a hint of bluntness, and he looked at the doctor with eyes as sharp as a knife:
"You are defectors from the factory, right? You have information about the factory and are its mortal enemy?"

The "factory" Xia Xiu mentioned does not simply refer to the [factory] organization within the Daeva Empire.

Those are just parasites of the crisis sequence, infected and coerced by the real "factory" and become tools of its will.

[Crisis Sequence: Factory——]

The absolute enemy of heaven.

A system driven by malice and anomaly.

Its nature is extremely complex. It can be the origin of some abnormal objects, an abnormal entity, a concept, or even an inescapable historical relic.

Regardless of its form of existence, the Factory is always one of the most unfathomable threats in the anomalous world.

[Factory] focuses on industrialization, exploitation and abnormal manufacturing, showing the extreme distortion of human nature, technology and society.

It is not a simple physical entity, but a self-sustaining anomalous information body that drives the cycle of production, expansion and domination.

It devours everything ruthlessly, transforming the world's resources, manpower, and even souls into means of production to maintain its own growth and operation.

Its essence is an abnormal information body with extreme malice.

The reason why the Daevite Empire has such a close connection with the Factory is because they have this information - or more accurately, they are corrupted by this information.

They became the hosts of the Factory, providing carriers and cover for its continued expansion.

Its expansion is not tangible industrialization, but an infection that penetrates deep into the soul and social structure.

Wherever it touches, there appear endless production lines, expendable social systems, and an order that is squeezed to the limit.

The structure of the Factory exhibits a creepy ability to expand infinitely.

It can grow on its own, including its buildings, machinery, and even "people".

Its interior spaces often violate the laws of physics and follow non-Euclidean geometry, resulting in endless corridors, layers of production lines, and anomalous production facilities that cannot be located.

Many who enter it never return, and the memories of those who survive are distorted and shattered, filled with chaotic fragments of endless oppression and exploitation.

[The factory] exploits the labor force in an extreme way.

Workers inside it are forced to work beyond their limits, and those who try to resist or are unable to meet production requirements end up becoming part of the production line.

Their bodies, consciousness, and even souls will be transformed into some kind of operating parts to maintain the eternal production of the Factory.

Moreover, it not only relies on material resources, but may also directly use life or soul as fuel.

Rumor has it that some of the factory's production lines are powered by human suffering, fear, and even death, and the finished products are unpredictable anomalous items.

These items were deliberately spread around the world to disrupt social order, intensify conflicts, and even cause widespread chaos.

It symbolizes the ultimate form of everything being reduced to means of production and resources.
——There is no individual, no dignity, only the extreme pursuit of efficiency and scale.

Incorporate everything into the production chain, whether it is natural resources or human beings themselves.

Its existence is the ultimate display of efficiency, exploitation and scale.

Certain manifestations of the Factory suggest that it is no longer satisfied with the status quo and is attempting to completely control or replace human society.

Its will is ruthless and uncompromising. It does not care how many lives it destroys or how many disasters it causes.

As long as the purpose of expansion can be achieved, all costs are worth it.

It attempts to gradually disrupt human order by creating and distributing anomalous items, with the ultimate goal of establishing a;
——A world absolutely dominated by the "factory".