Alien Executioner

"You also let her take control of the An family two years earlier. You handed over almost all the power and resources to her. Doesn't this seem wrong?"

Facing her sister's questioning, Xu Yuqing remained calm:

"She is good enough, and we all know that. It is part of the deal to make our minions cover the world better."

"Yes, let the An family rule the world in secret and in a low-key manner." Xu Yanqian put down her wine glass, her eyes were sharp, "This is what you want to do. I want to open the abyss and let it cover the world, but you don't want to. You are afraid of the abyss, because the coming of the abyss will swallow up everything, including you and me."

"So our goals are similar, but definitely not the same." Xu Yanqian sneered, "My dear sister, you have always been on guard against me."

Xu Yuqing lowered her head and this time did not look at her sister in front of her, but she was still shrouded in indestructible dignity and seemed absent-minded.

"Instead of letting the abyss come and destroy this world, why don't we hold on to this world together?" Xu Yuqing said, "The mission can be abandoned. It is not a good thing for us to revive all the Shang people. They have been sleeping for too long. After waking up, they are no different from wild beasts. Why should we share this world with them?"

"You are the most terrifying Shang." Xu Yanqian stood up.

The elder sister raised her head and silently watched her younger sister walk towards her. Her eyes were calm and had none of the emotions a human should have.

The two were silent for a long time, and all topics were cut off in this dead silence.

Xu Yanqian wanted to say something for a long time but never uttered it. Suddenly, she smiled, a kind and considerate smile.

"I understand. So you won't support me anymore, right?" She didn't seem angry at all, but instead seemed relieved as if she had let go of something.

"Every conversation we have is based on a transaction," Xu Yuqian said softly. "The transactions have lasted for three hundred years. The end of one transaction is the beginning of another, but this time it's completely over."

"Because I failed." Xu Yanqian took two steps back. She tilted her head and revealed an incomprehensible and terrifying smile.

Xu Yuqing was stunned for a moment. She found that the blood relatives in front of her had become so unfamiliar.

"You betrayed me from the very beginning. You only had the An family in your eyes. After hundreds of years, you actually fell in love with this family that you nurtured with your own hands." Xu Yanqian laughed, "This is really a strange thing, my dear sister, how could you become sentimental? I know you fell in love with that man, but I didn't expect it would make you change so much. You gradually learned to hide things from me. I am really disappointed."

"Is that enough?"

"Emotions are an obstacle that binds power. The reason you don't want to see me open the door to the abyss is not because you want to control the world, but because you are afraid that the An family will be destroyed. You are afraid of losing what you already have, do you know that? Your lies are so bad, and the truth is written on your face."

Xu Yanqian laughed sarcastically, and she seemed to be laughing to the point of tears, which turned into blood and slid down from the corners of her eyes.

"You don't have much time left. The coming of the abyss cannot be stopped. This is fate. He is the supreme, virtuous and beautiful being. No one can delay His coming. When the time comes, the gray world will completely overturn everything. The sleeping Shang people will be awakened by the call, and they will tear this world to pieces!"

"At the same time, this is also an evolution. All life will step onto the ladder of becoming a god because of it. But this is just a nice way of saying it."

"I won't stop you." Xu Yuqing said after a long time.

"But haven't you already stopped me?" Xu Yanqian was a little surprised.

After saying that, she turned around, and the atmosphere in the hall fell into an eerie silence again.

She just disappeared like that, and the dim candlelight flickered, illuminating Xu Yuqing's tired face.

Chapter 283 Presbyterian Church (Part )

Huacheng, Central City, FACA Headquarters.

An Ran was in her office, holding a glass of freshly poured Bordeaux, leaning against the double-layer windproof glass, looking out.

His office faces Baihua Square and has the best view in the entire Countermeasures Bureau headquarters. Across the square is the hotel owned by his family.

The cold wind whistled, rattling the glass. In the hazy whiteness, a silver McLaren sedan drove out of the hotel parking lot, entered the square, and stopped in the parking lot of the square.

The secretary opened the car door steadily, and a pair of exquisite black boots stepped firmly on the ground, and then the thrilling black stockings were exposed.

The woman who emerged from the car was stunningly beautiful, with long brown hair and the silver skin that only an elite executive could possess.

She looked no more than 20 years old, and the disparity between her youth and her rank became the greatest compliment to her. After looking around coldly, the woman walked into the Countermeasures Bureau with her head held high.

"The seventh candidate for the Hall of Fame is another outstanding young person." Sister Tang stood behind him, holding the list in her hand.

"Young monster." An Ran took a sip of Bordeaux, looking nonchalant.

"Being called a monster by you is the highest compliment." Sister Tang smiled.

"But compared to the other candidates, this woman is indeed the most like a monster. How should I put it... She is like a grown-up version of Xu Sinuo."

"Can Xu Sinuo still grow?" An Ran asked subconsciously.

"Please don't interrupt me before I finish." Only Sister Tang dared to say this to the Chief Director. She cleared her throat and recited the background of the characters in the booklet.

"The woman's name is Nolu Ann Wilson, she's 23 years old, and she's from your family. She's from District 2, and she's the secretary of the general commander and deputy section chief of the District 2 branch of the Countermeasures Bureau. She has the blood of the An family, and her paternal family, the Wilson family, is a syndicate in District 2, engaged in the financial and jewelry industries, but they're only part of the An family."

"Yeah." An Ran just nodded without much reaction.

He knew very well that his family was extremely large, with roots in every corner of the world, and the well-known An Group in the third district was just a part of it that could be exposed.

"Nuolu is the same age as you, um... a few months younger than you." Sister Tang turned a page of the list in her hand and paused.

"It's incredible. She became an elite executive officer even one year earlier than Xu Sinuo. Before you became the top director, she was already the deputy section chief of the branch. Let me see. Although she is not a quasi-hall of honor, she does have a record of fighting against super aliens." Er

"It's just a record of battles." An Ran lit a cigarette. "There are many executives who have fought against super aliens, and many of them were able to escape unscathed. Aren't you one of them?" Ling

When Sister Tang heard this, she immediately raised her head and chest and said, "That's right."

An Ran gestured to continue.

"According to the results of the Zero investigation, in addition to her work, her performance at home is also outrageous.")

Sister Tang said:

"As a branch family with a trace of An family blood, the Wilson family also focuses on training executives. Nolu's father, Conniman Ann Wilson, was an earl, which dates back hundreds of years. In short, with the help of your An family, the Wilson family retained the title and developed rapidly."

"And Count Kohneman is a leading figure in the Second District, whether in finance or business, or even as an executive...")

"One of the candidates who competed with my sister for the Hall of Fame's honor 'Devil' eight years ago?" An Ran interrupted her.

Sister Tang was stunned.

"Yes... At that time, he was the director of the Second District of FACA and a quasi-hall executive. As a candidate, he was actually just going through the motions. Although he also had a trace of An family blood, he knew that he was not qualified to compete with the real An family, so he just thought of himself as a tourist in the Third District."

An Ran exhaled smoke, looking thoughtful.

He frowned slightly:

"How do you know more than me? Where did you find out all this?"

Sister Tang shrugged, "Zero, the artificial intelligence."

"zero?"

"I know that Zero serves your An family. He knows almost everything, but he only tells the An family members. And I am also a lackey of your An family, right? So I went straight to him, and he told me everything very straightforwardly."

"But..." Sister Tang said, revealing a worried look.

"It's quite scary that an artificial intelligence can do this. I always feel that it has self-awareness and knows what it is doing."

"It's just the advancement of technology." An Ran just said this.

"What was I going to say just now?" Sister Tang's head buzzed, revealing an unhappy expression, "I told you not to interrupt me."

"Mine, mine. You continue." An Ran put down his wine glass, extinguished the remaining cigarette butt with his hand, and pretended to be ready to listen carefully.

"Just now I mentioned that eight years ago, Count Conneman traveled in the Third District for half a month and then returned. However, two years later, he died suddenly and mysteriously. It was said that he died on a cruise ship."

"At that time, in order to celebrate something, perhaps a birthday party or a business negotiation, Earl Kohneman invited almost half of the managers of the family business to try to take a cruise around the Pacific Ocean."

"This should have been a joyful banquet, but on the seventh night, Earl Conneman suddenly died, but the cause of death is unknown."

Sister Tang turned the pages as she spoke. Nuolu's personal information was summarized on several sheets of paper, including her relevant family background and even her related relatives.

"This is a bizarre death, and there is still no concrete result. The sudden death of the head of the family is bound to touch some people hiding in the dark."

"As a syndicate that monopolizes the financial and jewelry industries, the Wilson family is essentially a capitalist monopoly organization, even though family members have a trace of the An family's blood flowing through their bodies. The many companies under the family are nothing more than a group of capitalists united together, with the Wilson family as the leader, and signed a unified sales and procurement agreement. These companies still maintain their independence in production and law, but sales and procurement are all handled by the Wilson family."

"But the Wilson family was developed with the support of the An family. They are part of the family that is loyal to the An family. In District 2, there is not only the Wilson family."

“So what those entrepreneurs really care about is the An family, not the Wilson family in District 2. Since the Wilson family can become the An family’s pawn in District 2, why can’t they replace it?”

"Since the Wilson family is essentially a syndicate of entrepreneurs, after the death of Earl Conneman, the leader, there was no leader. These entrepreneurs launched an unprecedented fierce competition, trying to replace the Wilson family that served the An family."

Sister Tang sneered:

“But they all forgot that the reason why the Wilson family could become the An family’s pawn in District 2 was not only because of the An family’s support, but also because everyone in this family had a trace of the An family’s blood.”

"Of course, Nolu Ann Wilson did it, while she was still a student at the Royal Academy and had never graduated."

"She used some unknown means to firmly grasp everything in this family, broke through the obstacles formed by various relatives and sisters, inherited the title of earl, and climbed to the position of deputy section chief and secretary of the commander-in-chief in the Countermeasures Bureau within five years."

After saying that, Sister Tang took a breath.

"There are too many words to describe this process, so I won't tell you about it. Anyway, in a sense, Count Nolu is a template for the protagonist."

Chapter 284 Presbyterian Church (IV)

Listening to this simple yet rich story, An Ran began to pay some attention to this woman who had a trace of An family blood.

Her name is Nolu.

Although she is not much older than me, she can lead the family and stand out in the fierce business competition among many oligarchs. This cannot be described by the word "strong woman".

She is good enough to make An Ran respect her inexplicably.

"Who else hasn't arrived yet?" An Ran was still looking out the window. The parking lot in the square was already full.

"There is only one candidate left for the Hall of Fame." Sister Tang quickly looked through the list of candidates and muttered, "He's a guy with a bad reputation."

"Executives are always serious and solemn in their official duties, and reputation is one of the assessment criteria for candidates for the Hall of Fame. If one's reputation is not good, how can he be guaranteed to be a candidate for the Hall of Fame?" An Ran was a little confused.

"This point should indeed be questioned, but his name and information do appear on the list of candidates, and all the lists of candidates for the Hall of Fame were reviewed by Zero, which means that Zero believes that he has no problems, so he is qualified to join the Hall of Fame."

"And based on his information, I also think he should be qualified." Sister Tang's eyes quickly scanned the information, and her pupils shrank slightly.

"Among all the candidates, he is the only one who successfully fought off a super alien head-on. The other party is a 'taster' who travels around the world and is known as the queen of the underground."

"In the past few years, before Naia wreaked havoc in Flower City, the Taster was ranked in the top ten among the known super alien species, but was later squeezed out by Naia."

"So he is a quasi-palace master?" An Ran looked at Sister Tang.

"No, he's just an excellent executive." Sister Tang pursed her lips and looked at the information in surprise:

"His name is Clinda Luo Mosundun. He is in the vanguard group of the fourth district branch and is even just a deputy group leader. He has the surname Mosundun, but he is not a member of the Mosundun family. He is a servant who has lived there since he was a child and was originally trained to be a butler."

Sister Tang's expression gradually became solemn. She quickly turned the pages and took a good look, trying to doubt whether she was seeing things.

"According to the report from the Fourth District, the Mosundun family seems to be suspected of being an alien species, but this suspicion has not been made clear. I don't know whether they are suspected of cooperating with alien species, or whether the Mosundun family is hiding alien species. In short, this family background has become a spot on Klinda."

"And the most crucial thing, and also the reason why Klinda has the worst reputation, is that his body has been transformed by the Mossundun family, turning him into a half-human, half-alien being, which is what we now call an artificial alien."

"People like this shouldn't be approved." An Ran couldn't help but say.

"But he has the guarantee of the director of the Third District Branch, and after several years of observation, his special physique does not pose a threat, and the relevant physical data will be transmitted to Zero every month. I think your sister should know this." Sister Tang closed the list.

After she finished speaking, An Ran noticed movement outside the window. An ordinary car slowly slid into the square. Because there was no parking space, the car backed out again.

An Ran keenly noticed the driver in executive uniform through the car window and realized that the last candidate for the Hall of Fame had also appeared.

Sure enough, two minutes after the car backed out of the square, two people walked in quickly. The former was a tall middle-aged man, presumably the driver.

Following behind was a young boy, who looked a little childish, with brilliant blond hair. He opened his green eyes wide and surveyed the surroundings of the square with curiosity in his eyes.

The boy looked like a high school student who had not yet graduated. He was even wearing a brand new executive uniform, with the cape fluttering slightly in the wind.

Sister Tang also came to the window.

"Everyone is here, we can start the meeting."

"Ah."

An Ran tapped the table with his fingers. He listened to the crisp sound and then slowly stood up.

……

In the highest meeting place of the Countermeasures Bureau, the dim hall was illuminated only by a ray of light from a screen in the middle of a round table. The senior executives were waiting around the table, leaving the iconic head chair.

An Ran walked into the conference room with his body straight, his eyes flickering red in the dim light, and he looked around.

There were only three empty seats at the conference table.

He nodded slightly to everyone and sat in the chair belonging to the director general of the Countermeasures Bureau.

His sister would not be present at this meeting, so he took her place. So, apart from his original position, there was still a vacancy.

Wang Feng, director of the scientific research department, is not here.

Everyone was silent for a few seconds, waiting quietly. They shouldn't be the one to break the silence. The meeting started the moment the chief director entered.

"I am very happy and surprised that so many people are present at today's meeting, because this is a rare sight. Of course, this includes Minister Wang Feng who was absent."

An Ran finally spoke to break the silence, and everyone looked across the table.

"This is the first time that Minister Wang Feng has been absent. It is also an event worth celebrating and remembering for future commemorations." The speaker was the head of the logistics department, who always liked to joke in serious occasions.