abnormal mutation

Chapter 146 The shit stirrer

Upon receiving the signal, Colin quickly rushed along the cable and delivered a powerful blow to the few struggling Extraordinary individuals, taking them down without bloodshed.

"That was so relaxing," he said with a look of satisfaction.

Those who remained on the ship were not weak; not only were they all armed, but there were also several extraordinary individuals among them, whose strength was considerable.

If it were him, he would have no choice but to run away. No low-sequence extraordinary being would willingly face dozens of guns at once.

"Don't kill them yet, let me find out what's going on." Colin drew a short knife and pierced the skin of a crew member, letting the blood soak his palm.

"Okay." Roland knew from his posture that he was going to use the Blood Memory to peer into memories.

The memories of living people are enormous, and going through those memories is a very laborious task.

After more than half an hour of struggling, Colin looked visibly exhausted.

“That man just now was Brown, a deacon of the Thistle Merchant Guild, in charge of Almosid’s arms business. The Richard family are their agents…”

Before joining the Thistle Merchant Guild, Richard was just a small factory owner. But after getting involved in the arms business, his assets exceeded one million in just a few decades, making him one of the empire's super-rich.

In recent years, the supplier (Thistle Flower Merchant Guild) has become increasingly reckless, instigating wars on the Sass Continent and expanding its arms business. In the last two years, they have even dared to sell the latest artillery to foreign companies.

Old Richard wanted to quit and planned to fake his death to escape, but he was eventually discovered, and his fake death turned into a real one.

His son, Bastad, was the main person in charge of the arms business. After being forced to kill his father, he planned to follow his father's arrangements, take over the family business as his illegitimate son, continue the arms business, and at the same time protect his younger sister.

Unfortunately, Windsor didn't think that way. She intended to use the power of the Imperial Judiciary to break free from control. After being intimidated, she became frightened and hid on a yacht, preparing to head to Enga Bay to seek refuge with her uncle.

Roland grew increasingly puzzled as he listened. The Thistle Merchant Guild had a wide range of interests, and its industry scale was more than ten times that of the Northern Merchant Guild. Its operating strategies were always clever, so why would it provoke the Empire for money?

Is it worth it? !

“They suspect you reported the arms deal,” Colin whispered as he leaned closer.

Roland frowned, realizing he had guessed correctly.

Windsor rented the villa to the Northern Merchant Guild in an attempt to make the Thistle Merchant Guild hesitate and abandon the arms deal, but she couldn't report it, as that would be tantamount to telling others that the Richard family had problems.

The whistleblower is like a troublemaker, making a complete mess of the situation.

"What's the next step?" Colin rubbed his temples, feeling rather troubled.

"Bring everyone under control and take them all to Milmarcos. Our plan cannot be disrupted. As for the Richard family and the Thistle Merchant Guild, leave them to Windsor to handle..." Roland instructed.

Milmarcos is located on the west side of the Silent Strait and is the closest outlet to the sea to the Sas mainland. Unfortunately, the port conditions are poor and the economy has always been stagnant.

“I understand.” Colin nodded; that was what he thought too.

Roland didn't expose himself; he could easily get away with it by making up a friend's identity.

Ultimately, this is a three-way conflict between the Imperial judicial system, the Thistle Merchant Guild, and the Richard family. All they need to do is distance themselves and watch the struggle and game between the three parties.

We'll kick someone when they're down if necessary!

He was a renowned detective. After landing, he contacted a friend at a newspaper to report on him, making it difficult for the imperial authorities to let him off easily.

Next, Colin tied up all the members of the Thistle Merchant Guild and locked them in a cabin, forcing the ordinary crew members to continue sailing towards Milmarcos.

Everyone was gathered on the large cruise ship for easier control. Milmarcos wasn't far; they estimated they would arrive before dawn.

"Come with me." Roland quietly called Colin to the ship's side after seeing that he had finished his work.

The seawater was deep, the stars twinkled, and the sea breeze felt refreshing on my face.

"You're leaving?" Colin asked, puzzled and curious. He didn't know how he was going to get across the vast ocean.

"Nami—" Roland called softly.

First, a touch of green appeared in the seawater, and then a mermaid rose from the water, walking on the waves with a casual posture, sailing alongside the cruise ship.

“This…” Colin blinked hard, hardly believing his eyes. “A mermaid?” “Her name is Nami.” Roland patted his shoulder. “She will escort you to Milmakos to prevent any further problems.”

“Hello, Nami…” Colin composed himself and carefully extended his right hand to her.

Nami smiled slightly at him, then flipped over and disappeared into the water.

Colin stared blankly at the calm water, unable to come to his senses for a long time.

Roland sighed helplessly. Colin was too weak against women; he was bound to suffer a great loss sooner or later.

He flashed back to the Fugen Tavern.

Pour yourself a glass of ale, gulp it down, the smooth texture fills your mouth, and the subtle aroma of malt lingers in your nose.

Today's battle was exhilarating. It lacked the intense thrill and excitement of a head-on confrontation, but the feeling of having everything under control was even more captivating.

This is the correct way to do knitting.

[Enter the Unknown] [Invisibility] and [Weaving] unexpectedly worked in sync, silently completing the web weaving. Even those with mid-sequence extraordinary abilities could only detect it the moment it was activated.

But the spider cocoon is already formed, and without external intervention, they cannot escape.

He put himself in the situation and felt that his intuition should allow him to discover it in advance.

The Gluttony pathway is strong in combat, but not in perception. If it were an extraordinary individual with keen spiritual senses, the situation might be quite different.

The consumption of "mystery" is also a big problem; try not to waste it on ordinary battles.

The harvest was rather meager.

There are only four extraordinary traits at most, but there is no shortage of rations for rune seeds.

Thinking of the Richard family's million-dollar fortune, Roland was a little envious and even considered persuading Colin to marry into the family.

But the Richard family is now embroiled in trouble, and even if Windsor shifts all the blame onto her brother and the Thistle Company, it doesn't guarantee she'll be safe.

The power struggle between the parties has only just begun, and for Colin to get involved at this point would be tantamount to inviting trouble.

'That's over a million German dollars.' He sighed slightly, blaming himself for having a slightly high moral standard.

If he had that much money, he could freely purchase all kinds of extraordinary resources and feed them to the chessboard and rune seeds like crazy. How powerful would they become?

After fixing the two- and three-cost card pool, he only needs to focus on cultivating a few. Perhaps after a few years of playing passively, he can produce a few high-sequence extraordinary subordinates. What a scene that would be!
'I'll go to the Chamber of Commerce tomorrow and get things done first.'

Hive Networks has too few members and limited spending power. They're out of money and need to sell off another wave of spiritual glimmers.

He needed to gather resources and then quickly repair the two- and three-cost card pool. Thinking about the Thistle Flower Merchant Guild's strange behavior, he felt a growing sense of urgency.

As he was pondering this, the Chaos Sphere within his body suddenly trembled, intertwining with the trajectory of the world and receiving a continuous stream of feedback from the unseen.

The crimson chaotic mist grew larger and larger, swirling around his body in wisps.

Roland closed his eyes and concentrated, trying to understand its operating logic, but he didn't make much of a discovery until the changes stopped.

'Twenty strands!' He shook his head somewhat dissatisfied.

Each spread of infection or the development of a new hive user would add a strand, yet in such a major event, with the death of a mid-sequence, there were only a mere twenty strands.

'Could there be another behind-the-scenes deal, and this matter will eventually be downplayed?' He suddenly thought of this possibility.

'I won't let you have your way!'

He opened the Hive Network and wrote down Richard's arms trade with the Thistle Merchant Guild in detail, posting it as free news in the "Discover" section.

Considering Colin's feelings, he did not mention Windsor, assuming she was not involved.

(End of this chapter)