As Abigail, I caused trouble in infinite space.

"Lady Abigail, I know this may be excessive, but I hope you can accept the most powerful genetic modification technology currently available from the House of Evolution. I will raise the money no matter how much it costs. I never want to be in this situation again, unable to protect my family and forced to watch helplessly as they were almost killed by monsters. Please!" After saying this, the burly man bowed deeply, his attitude extremely sincere.

"Interesting. Do you know what the price is if you undergo the most powerful genetic modification?"

"I don't know. But no matter the cost, nothing is more painful than watching your family members be killed." In the burly man's mind, the price of genetic modification was probably physical pain. Perhaps this pain was unbearable, but if the temporary suffering could ensure the safety of his family, he was willing to accept it.

“It seems you’ve already made up your mind. Alright, come find me later, and I will grant your wish.” Abigail looked at the burly man and said after thinking for a moment. What she had originally planned to try on the unlicensed rider, she would try on this burly man instead.

"I understand," the burly man said, somewhat pleased.

..................

Time flies by so quickly.

That evening, Tornado returned to Abigail's place. To be honest, it seemed like Tornado treated Abigail's place like her own home. Abigail didn't seem to mind, but seeing Tornado start slamming the controller again, Abigail shook her head helplessly.

Drop drop drop  …

Just then, Tornado's phone rang again.

"Hey, what's up now?" Tornado pulled out her phone and said rather rudely.

"What? I have to go back again? What went wrong this time?"

"Dinosaurs? What are those? Can't we do it tomorrow?"

"Okay, I'm back!"

Tornado hung up the phone, looking annoyed.

"Honestly, when I want these guys to do something for me, they all make excuses, but now that I don't want anything to do, they keep coming up with one thing after another."

After saying that, Tornado stood up from the sofa.

"Abigail, you're not allowed to touch my game this time! I refuse to believe I can't beat this damn monk!"

After saying that, Tornado flew straight out of the window.

"Come to think of it, this seems to be my game."

Looking at Tornado's retreating figure, Abigail casually remarked.

Chapter 88 The Crisis That Will Destroy Earth

“I didn’t expect to be back here so soon!” Abigail said, sitting on the shoulder of the Armored Gorilla outside the Hero Association headquarters in City A, looking at the black building.

"Lady Abigail, what do you think is the reason the Hero Association summoned us here this time?" Armored Gorilla asked curiously.

"Whatever it is, let's get up there and talk about it." With that, Abigail led the armored gorilla into the Hero Association.

Arriving at the corresponding floor in the elevator, Abigail jumped off the gorilla and stepped out of the elevator.

"Hi, Tornado!" Finding the elevator, Abigail stretched out her hand to greet Tornado, who was standing in the corridor.

"Why are you here?" Tornado asked curiously.

“This morning, the Hero Association sent someone to me, asking me to make sure I attended this meeting. I don’t know what happened,” Abigail explained.

"Me too. This morning, those guys were supposed to go and deal with a giant dinosaur, but before we even finished it, they called to urge me to come back. What a bunch of boring guys," Tornado said, somewhat annoyed.

"A giant dinosaur? I see." After hearing Tornado mention this, Abigail roughly understood the reason for this meeting.

"What? Do you know something?" Tornado asked curiously.

"No, but speaking of which, has everyone else arrived? Are we too early?" Looking around, Abigail didn't see many people.

"Almost everyone's here, just a few more people." Just as Tornado finished speaking, the elevator doors opened again.

A middle-aged man with two samurai swords at his waist stepped out of the elevator.

"Oh, it seems someone has already arrived, but... who is this?"

The man first noticed the massive armored gorilla, and then he noticed Abigail standing next to it.

“Hello, sir. My name is Abigail. You should have heard of me, right?” Abigail replied.

"Abigail? I see. You must be from the House of Evolution. Honestly, you people are so unambitious. Do you think you can become strong by taking shortcuts? True strength is not something that can be achieved so easily."

This man clearly looked down on the powerful people created through direct genetic modification by the House of Evolution.

Just then, the elevator doors opened again, and this time three people Abigail knew stepped out.

"Silver Fang, I knew you'd come." The middle-aged man turned to greet one of the three approaching men, an elderly man in white.

This old man is called Bangu, a hero with silver fangs, and is considered a master craftsman.

“Long time no see, Atomic Samurai,” Bang said as he walked over.

“And there’s Jeros and… ah, there’s a new face!” Atomic Samurai turned to look at the two people next to Bang Jia. He recognized one of them, but found that he didn’t recognize the other.

“He’s Saitama, a B-class hero, and one day he’ll become a genius at the top S-class. Bringing him here now isn’t a problem,” Bang explained to Atomic Samurai.

That's right, Saitama has still risen to B-class. Although he didn't have the merit of defeating Deep Sea King, he easily dealt with a few monsters and rose to C-class, and then to B-class.

"You're a hero too, hello." Saitama said, extending his hand to shake hands with Atomic Samurai.

However, Atomic Samurai casually slapped away Saitama's outstretched hand and said:

"I won't shake your hand. I only acknowledge the strong. Wait until you become an S-class before you greet me. Besides, I'm not old enough to be considered an old man yet; I'm only 37." With that, Atomic Samurai turned and left.

“37 years old? Can’t someone who’s 37 be called an uncle?” Abigail casually remarked from the side, but no one paid any attention to her comment.

"Ah, Abigail, you're here too." At this moment, Saitama noticed Abigail standing to the side and walked over to greet her.

"Hey bald guy, how are you? But seriously, it's amazing you even showed up here when only S-rank characters are present," Abigail casually remarked.

"How dare you, a B-rank nobody, show up here? We're being incredibly rude. Would a normal person come here? What's wrong with your brain? You're just here to curry favor with S-ranks, aren't you? I'm very unhappy. Get out of here right now!" Tornado said, somewhat annoyed at Saitama's behavior.

Looking at Tatsumaki, who was standing next to Abigail and seemed displeased with him, Saitama asked with some confusion, "Who is this arrogant kid? Is he your friend?"

“She is the S-rank 2, Tornado of Terror. She is indeed my friend,” Abigail replied.

“Teacher, Tornado is a hero who fights using superpowers, just like Miss Abigail,” Geralt said, turning to Saitama.

"Oh, I see." Saitama looked at Tatsumaki with some curiosity: "Does that mean all psychics are little girls?"

“Teacher, it looks like everyone’s here. Let’s take our seats quickly,” said Jeros, who was standing nearby.

"Oh." Hearing Gerald's reminder, the others turned to Abigail and said, "Abigail, let's hurry up and go too."

After saying that, Saitama caught up with Geralt.

"Hey, are you ignoring me?" Tornado said, sounding somewhat surprised.

"Alright, let's go in quickly." Goodnight, Abigail said, casually pulling Tornado towards the conference room.

Upon entering the conference room, Abigail pulled Tornado to a seat. She then looked around at most of the people around her, but she didn't recognize any of them.

However, Abigail was puzzled because one of the men, who looked somewhat pale, kept staring at her. She could almost see hostility in his eyes.

Who is this guy? Do I have a grudge against someone like this? Abigail couldn't help but recall everyone she had ever met, but it seemed that none of them matched this person.

Who cares? If they dare to mess with me, I'll just kill them.

Since she couldn't recall any connection between herself and this person, Abigail gave up trying to figure it out.

After everyone waited for a while, the door opened and three people walked in. One of them walked to the table and said:

"I apologize for being late. The whereabouts of Metal Knight and Blast are unknown, and we are unable to contact them. Waiting any longer is not an option, so we are starting an emergency meeting now. I, Sitch, will explain the situation to you all. Without further ado, let's get straight to the point. We have invited you top experts from the hero industry here today for no other reason than to ask you to protect Earth."

However, even a superhuman S-class hero could perish in this disaster. Running away takes courage, and refusing to join us now could preserve his S-class status. But after hearing the following, no one will be allowed to desert. We will keep you all here until this is resolved. This is also to prevent chaos.

After saying that, the man named Sitch raised his head and asked loudly:

"Gentlemen, are you all prepared?"

“If what you’re saying is really worth all this trouble, I even skipped my sister’s piano performance to get here. If it’s nothing serious… I might smash up headquarters.” At this moment, the guy who looked like a thug in the seat said to Sitch with a displeased expression.

"How are you going to smash it with that stick?" Tornado asked inappropriately from the side.

"Hey! Should I chop off your curly hair?!" The thug was immediately enraged.

"You dare? Your head's as thick as a pill bug's."

"What did you say?!"

Another person nearby spoke up, "Keep talking, or this guy with the airplane head will die."

"Hey, you with the hair clip, are you and this woman on the same side?" The thug on the other side didn't seem to appreciate the man's advice.

"Great prophet, Lord Sibabawa is dead." At that moment, Sitch's words silenced the entire room.

Abigail vaguely remembered Sibabawa; he seemed to be a great prophet who could perfectly predict disasters. Although he didn't make many predictions, the results were 100% accurate.

"You mean that Sibabawa? Was he murdered by someone?"

"No, when she was divining the future six months from now, she suddenly became flustered, had difficulty breathing and coughed violently, and then choked to death when she ate a throat lozenge."

"I see. From now on, there will be no more future predictions, and we must find other ways to develop disaster response strategies. Is this the theme of this meeting?"

“No, Sibabawa can only predict a very small number of disasters. The disasters she predicted before were ones that we could not have predicted at all,” Sitch said.

“Many disasters have occurred before, and although we have overcome them one by one without the prophecy of Lord Sibabawa, we still provide him with personal guards and give him special treatment because her prophecy is 100% accurate.”

As he spoke, Sitch reached into his pocket and pulled out a slip of paper.

"The core of the problem lies in Lord Sibabawa's last words. Although he choked on a throat lozenge, he still managed to write down a line. The future that will definitely come is right here."

After saying that, Sitch placed the note on the table.

The table is also a product of high technology. After a piece of paper is placed on it, it automatically scans the text and projects the image as a virtual projection directly above, making it visible to everyone present.

Humanity is doomed!

Looking at the projected image, everyone was shocked and uttered the words written on it.

Abigail looked at the words on the note with curiosity. She vaguely remembered that in the original story, the words on it seemed to be "The Earth is doomed".

But after thinking about it for a bit, I didn't care anymore, since there wasn't much difference anyway.

"What?! How boring. I have tutoring classes. Can I go back now?" At this moment, a child who looked to be only a teenager among the many S-class heroes said to Sitch.

"Child Emperor, I've heard you're a genius, yet you can't even assess a crisis of this level. I can only say that a child is still a child."

"What did you say?" the child named Tong Di said, somewhat angrily.

“Listen carefully, Lord Sibabawa’s prophecy will be 100% accurate. Moreover, he has predicted many great disasters, many of which have claimed a large number of lives. However, Lord Sibabawa has never used the word 'finished' to describe any of the disasters so far. This shows that the upcoming disaster is even more dangerous than the great disasters and the monsters of the Dragon level, and it will happen within half a year!” Sitch said excitedly.