Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 963 End of Volume: Containment Plan for the Anomalous Weaponization Project

Heaven - The Unknown Land - Yetzla.

The "formed world" is vast and tranquil, like an unfinished dream extending to the infinite distance.

There is no clear horizon here. Underfoot is a blend of reality and illusion, woven from layers of light and mist. Above, the sky is like a frozen hymn, distant, profound, solemn, and carrying a kind of indescribable silence.

High in the sky, an unmissable shadow of the heavens floats—[The Doomsday Bell].

That was the highest priority warning symbol in the entire Unknown Land.

A massive, circular projection of light and shadow, seemingly capable of crushing the sky, is constructed in an extremely classical style, resembling a colossal mechanical projection of some eternal era, suspended in the center of the dome. Its edges are marked with dense and intricate gold inscriptions, meticulously recording the passage of time itself.

But what's most striking are the two enormous, motionless pointers.

At this moment, they stopped at: [23:58:30]

Just as Xia Xiu crossed the [Rainbow Bridge] and entered this realm of consciousness and structure belonging to higher beings, he looked up and happened to see the pointer undergo a subtle change.

The thirty seconds that were originally propelled by the arrival of the Star God are slowly rewinding.

[Remaining minutes: 2:00]

It seems the plan succeeded, slightly pushing back the timeline of the world's end.

Xia Xiu, who had just been promoted on two fronts, felt a great sense of accomplishment watching this scene.

Just as Xia Xiu was overjoyed at the successful opening of the pitch, the clouds in the distance slowly parted, and two people, one in front of the other, were walking towards him at a leisurely pace.

Ahead stood an elderly man, dressed in a sharp, three-piece dark gray suit with a neatly tied tie. His hair was gray, and there were two undisguised nasolabial folds on his cheeks.

His expression was stern, his brows furrowed; it was an aura of authority forged from years of managing the highest ethical structures.

The current chairman of the ethics committee is Robert Felden.

As he walked, he flicked the badge off his chest with his fingers, as if he had just been through a heated debate. His agitation was not feigned; it was a clear, intense, almost piercing sense of restlessness.

The person following behind him is another iconic figure.

[0-03] Ponte Bergamos.

When Chairman Robert's ashen face emerged from the distant clouds, Xia Xiu's eyes twitched, and his expression subtly lowered.

His corporate slave radar, honed by the dual exploitation of Heaven and Terra, started beeping and alarming at this moment.

Robert's expression was all too familiar to him; it was exactly like a human executive who, after having their quarterly report sent back for revision, is suppressing their anger while banging on the door and berating someone.

The cool old man's face now looked like he had just finished arguing with the CEOs in the heavenly kingdom, received two warning letters from the auditors next door, and then received a series of negative news that kept him extremely busy, as well as information about the self-destructive behavior of this land...

In short, the old man's face screamed, "I really want to flip the table right now and fuck this filthy bastard to death!"

"Come and live."

Xia Xiu sighed unconsciously, watching the two people walk over, already waiting for the president to assign him more tasks.

Sure enough, Robert walked up to him and his first words came right off the bat:
“Abraham, there’s a new situation here, related to the Ivy War.”

"You need to speed things up."

Xia Xiu couldn't help but think to himself, "I knew it."

But Robert clearly hadn't finished speaking.

His eyes showed weariness and frustration. He paused when he said, "You need to speed things up," then changed the subject:
"Also, I've already learned about your proposed codename from Eden."

Robert continued:

"This matter has only been reported to the upper three classes so far. This kind of predetermined outcome... you know, is usually very likely to cause controversy. However..."

He stared at Xia Xiu, his lips twitching, revealing a smile that was hard to tell whether it was admiration or self-mockery.

"Luckily, the person I'm with is you—"

He didn't finish his words.

Xia Xiu, however, had already perfectly caught that look, and then humorously picked up the conversation, saying:
"Fortunately, the object is someone like me... a good brick of heaven who is dedicated to the cause of utopia and will be moved wherever needed."

"So, what's the matter this time?"

Xia Xiu looked up at the old face filled with fatigue and irritability, his tone carrying a hint of worker-like resistance and a calm acceptance.

"If it's related to the Ivy League War... what, the Golden Court has united and is preparing to declare war on the Heavenly Kingdom?"

President Robert snorted, as if he had been stung by some ridiculous joke.

“You think too highly of them.” He seemed to squeeze the sarcastic remark out of his throat, his tone a mixture of weariness, mockery, and some unspeakable contempt.

"They call themselves gods, but deep down... ah, they are not much different from the nations of this land, just as short-sighted, just as weak, and just as fond of infighting."

His eyes turned gloomy.

"Terra is almost gone, and the nations are still fighting for power; and they—the so-called Golden Court—even when faced with the threat of the Kingdom of Heaven, only test each other and shirk responsibility."

You know, if they really unite, we might actually think more highly of them.

Xia Xiu paused for a second, then asked from a different angle, "So what do you mean by 'new situation'?"

Robert sighed heavily, as if the next sentence had been brewing in his mind for a long time.

He slowly raised his hand and rubbed his temples.

"0-01."

He spoke the code name as if he were gritting his teeth.

"He has added new tasks to the ethics committee."

“He released a former member of parliament without authorization—” his voice deepened, “and then, without any authorization from the Ethics Committee…he personally executed him.”

It was as if a huge boulder had suddenly fallen into the air.

Xia Xiu's brow twitched slightly.

The previous generation of council members, the demon lords of the era of the demon lord's army...

But what Robert said next truly changed his expression.

“In addition,” Robert continued, his face extremely gloomy, “he just revealed more details about Judith Isgarth’s betrayal to us, the third order of angels.”

“He said…” He paused, as if to emphasize the weight of his words.

"In the process of betraying her, Judith also took away fifty... specimens from the Demon King's army's abnormal weaponization project back then."

Xia Xiu's pupils contracted slightly, and his tone became serious: "Fifty specimens of anomalous weaponized projects?"

Robert nodded and confirmed in a deep voice.

"Yes. According to intelligence, these specimens have been intercepted by the four monarchs and are now being placed one by one in the myriad worlds."

"And their purpose... you can probably imagine it."

No, I don't need to imagine. The Four Lords have already told me what they want to do.

Xia Xiu's mind raced. He had thought that the fifty perfect embryos mentioned by the four monarchs were something they had created themselves, but he never expected that the original source of these things had leaked out from the hands of the Kingdom of Heaven.

It slipped through through 0-13's betrayal; the coincidence was too much, so coincidental that it sent chills down his spine.

"0-01..."

He couldn't help but whisper the code name of the member of the resolution assembly. This was the first time he had felt the powerful hand of the resolution assembly members influencing fate.

President Robert continued, his tone carrying a clearly suppressed emotional fluctuation:
“During the disclosure process, 0-01 handed over some information about these weaponization projects to us.”

He paused for a moment, his expression becoming complicated.

"To be honest, just looking through those files... I felt that those old guys really went too far, and it was absolutely the right thing to do for them to be overthrown."

His gaze drifted a little further away, as if he could see through this space to the covers of those reports covered with secret symbols.

“Those projects…those people…what they did went beyond the realm of so-called ‘necessary evil.’ The way they treated their fellow human beings in some experiments was something even our hostile carnal camp would be ashamed of.”

He slowly exhaled, his tone heavy:
“They are indeed innocent. Many of them not only deserve to die, but should also be nailed to the pillar of historical judgment.”

After a few seconds of silence, as if remembering something, his eyes refocused, and his tone sharpened as he changed the subject:
"But that's not the point."

“The key point is…” Robert looked at Xia Xiu, his tone carrying a restrained questioning tone, “No matter how much they deserve their punishment, they should be subject to the institutional trial of the Ethics Committee, and their cases should be made public to all the angels of the three upper classes, proclaiming the legal basis of the entire Kingdom of Heaven’s lineage.”

His gaze was sharp, his words like knives:

“It’s not like 0-01, where they acted quietly and arbitrarily, without following any procedures or even the most basic institutional legitimacy.”

When he said the last sentence, his voice was low, almost like a gritted teeth emphasis.

At this moment, the system and power collided and sparked a hidden conflict.

After listening, Xia Xiu simply nodded silently, his expression calm.

He offered no opinion and made no attempt to reconcile the conflict between the system and the will.

Because he knew very well that this was not a question he should respond to.

Conflicts are everywhere.

The Kingdom itself also has contradictions, but compared to the primary and secondary contradictions of Terra, the current contradictions are insignificant.

Robert's face fell into a brief silence after he finished speaking the last sentence.

The lingering emotional fluctuations still hung in the air, but he quickly reverted to his usual calm and aloof demeanor.

As if honed through countless meetings and ethical decisions, he flicked his sleeves, his eyes sharpening and refocusing as he looked at Xia Xiu.

"The resolution meeting has officially begun the drafting of the 'Containment Plan for Anomalous Weaponization Projects'."

He spoke briefly and clearly, a little faster than usual, as if trying to get the conversation on track as quickly as possible.
"This plan... has a very high degree of overlap with the future trajectory of the Ivy League War."

He paused, his gaze darkening slightly, before adding the most crucial sentence:
"And for some unknown arrangement or plan, the core executor of this containment plan has been designated to be a certain 'reserve decision-maker'."

He stopped there and looked at Xia Xiu.

Xia Xiu didn't speak, but slowly began to turn the [Heavenly Lever] in his hand.

Sure enough, a perfect embryo might be some kind of earlier arrangement.

He looked at Chairman Robert and spoke calmly:
"The decision-maker for this reserve force is...me?"

This sounds like confirmation, or perhaps a self-talk that was already anticipated.

Robert nodded and slowly uttered the already established fact:

"Yes, the one who decided on this reserve is you—Constancy."

His tone was low and deep, like a declaration coming from the depths of the parliamentary hall, each word seemingly forged by the weight of power and responsibility, falling heavily into the air.

“Abraham, now is the perfect time for you to challenge for the thirteen seats in the resolution assembly.”

He looked intently at this young "tool" who had already been involved in changing the course of many grand strategies:
"As long as you complete this plan, you will definitely have a place among the thirteen seats."

Xia Xiu did not show any ecstatic expression; his gaze swept indifferently over the motionless [Doomsday Bell] suspended in the sky above.

With great power comes great responsibility.

This is a true reflection of his inner state at this moment.

However, for someone who has always been dedicated to climbing to the summit, he will not shirk the responsibility that he has chosen.

So he calmly asked, "So, Chairman, you've come to me now because you want me to...start immediately?"

Robert nodded. His gaze sharpened and became solemn at that moment, like a master swordsmith facing the blade he had forged with his own hands.
"The Ethics Committee has fully accepted all intelligence regarding the [Containment Program for Anomalous Weaponization Projects]."

“From now on, we will provide you with full support through the committee, offering you access to a complete system of intelligence, resources, policy coordination, and personnel deployment.”

"You will gain full access to the Eden System during this operation, and may invoke the special powers of the Burial Agency and the Inquisition if necessary. All real-time reports concerning the coordinates of the Four Monarchs and the project's distribution will be sent to your terminal first."

Robert lowered his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice, as if making a vow:
“Abraham… From this moment on, the Ethics Committee will help you… to strive for the thirteenth seat.”

This statement is less like a promise and more like a settled fact—calm, solemn, and unchangeable.

Faced with this substantial support, Xia Xiu's expression remained unchanged, but his actions carried a heartfelt sense of respect.

“I will never forget the president’s guidance and help; when I ascended to the decision-making seat, the president also contributed to my glory.”

Robert, however, did not adopt the reserved and old-fashioned posture typical of older people. He nodded slightly, his expression calm, his words restrained yet conveying a measured respect.
"This is what we should do, Your Excellency Constancy."

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