abnormal mutation

Chapter 166 Project Skynet
On the morning of the 13th, at the Almosid branch of the security consulting firm.

The spacious conference hall was almost full, with about forty or fifty people present, including most of the middle and senior management who were able to attend.

The security consulting firm implements a leadership system where each department has only one director, and each branch has 1-2 deputy directors, or the director may temporarily manage them.

There are a large number of supervisors, whose full name is Regional Functional Supervisor. Each department has 3-6 of them. Their main job is coordination and management. They are all promoted from below and generally do not assign tasks.

The core position in the Security Consulting Department is the security consultant. Junior and intermediate level consultants are ordinary detectives with excellent professional skills. Senior consultants are all extraordinary individuals. Each operation is paired with a junior or intermediate level security consultant, and each team consists of 2-10 people, with a relatively stable team structure.

The operations department is composed of combat teams. The supervisor is only responsible for coordinating tasks. During combat, a command is established, and all actions are carried out under command.

Roland sat in the main seat, scanning the list and taking his seat while observing everyone's reactions.

The two executive directors, Aldo and Samuel, who were in charge of the security advisory department and the combat team, sat in the first seats to Roland's left and right, respectively, with solemn expressions.

A handsome man with a carefree demeanor sat to Aldo's left; it was Colin. He had a smile on his lips and exuded a faint spiritual pressure, clearly indicating that he had already entered the middle sequence.

Many people frequently glanced at him, clearly recognizing this famous detective.

"Fellow colleagues," Aldo said, drawing everyone's attention after receiving a signal from Roland, "this is Mr. Otto, the company's new president, whom I'm sure you all know."

The man next to me is named Colin, yes, the famous detective Colin, a mid-sequence extraordinary individual. He has been invited by Lord Otto to join the company as a special consultant. Please welcome him.

Colin stood up and nodded to those around him.

Everyone applauded, their expressions mostly showing excitement.

They knew Colin; the company's upper management had invited him before, but he declined. They never expected him to have been promoted to the middle management and become their colleague. It just goes to show how influential the new CEO is.

After the applause subsided, Aldo continued, "Today's meeting topic is the company's future development plan, which will be personally formulated and explained by the president. Please listen carefully, take notes, and understand it thoroughly..."

Everyone suddenly understood and nodded silently. The implication was clear: execute the order decisively; any objections couldn't be raised now!

Unlike previous presidents, Roland had no profit burden and bore no responsibility for the success or failure of the business. His power was unprecedented.

“I can tell, Director Aldo is calling on me.” Roland laughed, his expression relaxed. “I’m new here and inexperienced, so I shouldn’t be making any big moves, but unfortunately, time isn’t on our side.”

War has broken out!

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the crowd. Everyone remained calm, clearly aware of the news.

After two days of fermentation, news of the outbreak of war had spread throughout most of the Sid Empire. The Kingdom of Alameda and the Kingdom of Vargas joined forces to attack the Sid Empire, deploying their elite forces from the outset. Caught off guard, the empire found itself at a disadvantage.

For reasons unknown, if the empire cannot quickly resolve this war or push the battle lines beyond its territory, then the once invincible image of the Sid Empire will inevitably collapse overnight.

"My plan is called Skynet, and it has two key points. First, the company will no longer give dividends to headquarters, and I won't take mine either. We will expand with all our might, and we will take all the talent, regardless of race or skin color."

To attract and retain talent, we've improved salaries and benefits, benchmarking against the top-tier Jihua Chamber of Commerce in the industry. After three years of service, employees will be included in the Xinhuo Society's welfare system…” Roland explained.

The expressions on everyone's faces varied, but no one voiced any objection. Expansion was a good thing; it would improve benefits and make them more competitive.

“I disagree,” Samuel suddenly spoke up. “Mr. President, company bonuses are meant to help you advance to higher ranks more quickly. Your future is more important than the entire company. Putting the cart before the horse is unacceptable!”

Aldo's expression relaxed; he had almost thought Samuel was going to have a meltdown and embarrass the new president. Turns out, it was just an exaggerated flattery.

“Uh,” Roland paused, a little unaccustomed to it, “People may not know this, but I am worth over a million and I don’t lack money, so Director Samuel doesn’t need to worry.”

Seeing that no one raised any further objections, he continued, "This process will definitely be fraught with difficulties, which requires everyone to pool their wisdom and efforts. All I can do is to do my utmost to provide everyone with as much support as possible. The second key point is rather special, and the term 'Skynet' originates from this. Based on my own bloodline abilities, I have constructed a wondrous creation: the Hive Network..."

Roland briefly introduced the capabilities and features of Hive, and then said, "I hope everyone can join the Hive network to achieve online office work, improve efficiency, prevent leaks, and expand company business."

Our company's Colin, Charles, Drake, and the Percy siblings from the Carmen family are all Hive users.

The crowd looked at each other, bewildered and unable to fully comprehend it, yet unsure whether to accept it or not.

Colin stared wide-eyed at Roland, scrutinizing him intently. He clearly remembered Roland saying he was one of the company's top executives, but now it seemed that "one of" was somewhat superfluous.

"You mean there's a net above us that we can connect to through mental power, provided we awaken a certain bloodline and sign a confidentiality agreement?" Aldo asked in surprise.

“Yes.” Roland nodded.

"Is bloodline awakening that easy?" Samuel asked doubtfully.

“It’s not easy,” Roland explained. “One of my bloodline abilities is that I can help others awaken their bloodline abilities. Count Bernardot’s granddaughter had a congenital bloodline disease, which I cured.”

Secondly, this bloodline ability is relatively weak, only able to slightly enhance life and spirituality.

"Can I quit at any time?" a deputy director asked cautiously.

“Of course, but there are limited spots. If we want thousands of people to join, I’ll need to work for a month or two,” Roland replied.

By simply disabling network access for the target, he essentially exits the process.

The scene fell silent again, and everyone turned to look at Aldo and Samuel.

"Why not just find two people to try? Others would be begging for this kind of good thing," Colin said, pursing his lips.

Aldo tapped the table lightly: "Who wants to volunteer and give it a try?"

With a whoosh, more than a dozen people raised their arms at the same time, and many more were eager to try.

Roland glanced around and pointed: "Wood, Danilo, William, please come behind me."

Wood is the intelligence chief, temporarily overseeing Almosid's intelligence department.

Danilo is the deputy director of the security consulting department, nearly fifty years old, and has been stuck in Sequence 8 for over a decade. William is the head of operations, and he's missing an arm, which may be one of the reasons he's so proactive.

"Lie down and calm down. It hurts a bit, everyone bear with it."

As soon as William lay down, he felt an unbearable itch in his left arm. He lifted his severed arm and saw countless blood-red threads dancing and intertwining at the break, as if flesh and bone were regenerating.

Within minutes, a healthy and strong arm appeared. He clenched his fist, stretched out his hand, and touched his hands together, feeling a real and powerful touch.

"Thank you, President!" William stood up and bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle, his expression excited and his eyes slightly red.

Everyone was shocked, and their expressions varied.

Limb regeneration has always been synonymous with power. Low-sequence extraordinary individuals have limited access to it. If they lack money and power, once a limb is severed, it is severed, and repair depends entirely on luck.

Clearly, William was very lucky.

(End of this chapter)