On a stretcher.
The high-ranking official from the Bio-armant Factory was carried away quickly by two Plague Doctors, spitting blood all the way like a fountain.
Without a doubt, in this splendid internal struggle, the Action Departnt had achieved a near-perfect victory over the Bio-armant Departnt.
The entire hall fell silent.
Not a sound was heard.
After all, his skill with words had truly reached the pinnacle; without decades of experience tearing people apart, how could he have honed such an invincible foundation? The Action Departnt had truly produced another verbal combat general!
Doctor 315’s gaze also fell upon him, his eyes flickering with uncertainty.
Obviously.
Losh’s performance was far too outstanding, which inevitably stirred a shred of suspicion in him.
But Lynn revealed no cracks. Instead, he clasped his hands and said hoarsely, “Doctor! There are so things I’m not sure if I should say or not!”
Doctor 315 said flatly, “Say them.”
Lynn’s expression turned serious. He adjusted his mask and said deeply, “Doctor, my knowledge is shallow, but I truly believe we should place greater emphasis on the encirclent and elimination of those two invaders. I even think we should mobilize all resources and manpower within our Leviathan to crush those two intruders with full force!”
At these words, everyone’s gaze instantly landed on him.
Unflappable, Lynn clasped his hands and said deeply, “I’ve been pondering the current situation for so ti now. Given the state of the Night Doctor’s Root, it’s true that we only need to stall for ti to gain a major advantage. But I believe that since the God of All Machines dared to send those two invaders into our Leviathan, they must have great confidence in them.”
“So we absolutely shouldn’t underestimate them. Forget the Supre Unit for now, just consider that so-called Night Doctor. Rember, he’s a ruthless bastard who’s gone toe-to-toe with the God of All Machines before!”
“And he’s insidious, treacherous, despicable, and skilled in disguise. If he truly manages to lie low with his cunning thods, and if he finds an opportunity, I think even you, Doctor, could fall into his trap!”
At these words, everyone’s face changed drastically.
A Plague Doctor suddenly stepped forward, pointing at Losh (Lynn) on the screen, and roared in fury, “How dare you! What do you think you are, to presu to speak about the Doctor like that?!”
But Doctor 315 waved his hand, signaling him to shut up. He still fixed his gaze hoarsely on Losh (Lynn) on the screen and said, “Continue.”
Lynn nodded, clasped his hands, and said hoarsely, “Everything is about leaving no stone unturned. So I believe our current priority should be focused entirely on the encirclent of those two invaders. And the list I drafted earlier wasn’t an overreach; it was the best counterasure based on an analysis of chanical bodies.”
“Exoskeleton bio-armant can enhance our mobility. The Screar, the Dead Vine, and the Oscillating Tumor are powerful creations that can affect consciousness and spirit. anwhile, the Corrosive Arm’s corrosive effects, combined with the Flesh Plague’s ability to corrupt tal, can significantly erode the outer armor of that chanical Girl!”
Lynn narrowed his eyes, thrust out a hand, and made a decapitating gesture. He said deeply, “Double the assault on both fronts! If possible, I’d also like the Doctor to approve a batch of Desire Sect’s bio-armant, preferably heavy weapons that can intensely stir up desires!”
“First, use the Flesh Plague and Corrosive Arm to weaken her armor, peeling her bare bit by bit. Even if we can only corrode a tiny hole, we’ll still co out ahead. Then, use the three major psychic-shock bio-armants to continuously assault her consciousness. If even one breaks through, we won’t lose!”
“If the psychic influence really does weaken her consciousness, then finally, we use that batch of desire-stirring heavy weapons to plunge in all at once…”
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Lynn waved his hand grandly and said hoarsely, “I believe that once we reach this stage, she simply won’t be able to hold out! And then, we can do whatever we want with her, truly making her our turtle in a jar!”
“And we don’t even need to kill her ourselves! We just need to seal her in a closed area and keep applying pressure until she’s in ecstasy, unable to stop, unable to resist!”
All the Plague Doctors in the First Chamber listened with (꒪Д꒪) expressions, so silent you could hear a pin drop.
Lynn, caught up in the excitent, stomped one foot onto the counter beneath the screen, waved his hand dismissively, and sneered coldly, “And once we reach this stage, we can record her pitiful state with the clearest equipnt, project it outside from the Leviathan, and let the God of All Machines take a good look. Then we can thoroughly humiliate him! If possible, we can even broadcast it to the Sight, not only making the chanical Cult suffer social death but also raking in a tidy profit! A win-win situation!”
The surrounding Plague Doctors stood there dumbfounded, unconsciously swallowing a mouthful of saliva.
Even Doctor 315’s eyes twitched violently a couple of tis.
Cold sweat was already seeping from the backs of many Plague Doctors.
But Lynn wasn’t done yet. He pulled out a bottle of water, poured it into his mask to wet his throat, and said hoarsely, “Everyone, we’re not done yet! Now cos the most critical and exciting part of this plan!”
“A live broadcast to the God of All Machines and Sir Aiwen for the whole world to see. Just when that chanical Girl’s consciousness is on the brink of collapse, we find a big, strong man, dress him up as that Night Doctor, have him walk in with an evil grin, and then, in front of everyone, perform certain operations on that chanical Girl!”
All Plague Doctors: “!!!!”
The Superior: “!!!”
Doctor 315: “!!”
Every Plague Doctor present widened their eyes and stared tremblingly at this proposal from Losh (Lynn) on the screen, utterly speechless.
Their palms and the backs of their hands were drenched in sweat.
This… this…
Lynn narrowed his eyes mysteriously and darkly, and said, “Slowly, bit by bit! Vividly and vividly! Right in front of everyone, put on a show for them called The Corrupted chanical Girl. The more twisted, the better. Not only must the God of All Machines and his crew watch, but our own people must also see it!”
“Then, spread it far and wide, telling them that the Night Doctor has been successfully turned by us. Make them believe it, whether they want to or not!”
The Plague Doctors stood frozen, sweat oozing from the soles of their feet.
Then Lynn sneered coldly, adjusted his mask, and said, “Everyone, now think about it. If we do this, what will the outco be?”
The crowd (ง •̀_•́)ง replied, “W-what outco…”
Lynn raised one finger and sneered, “First, the God of All Machines, who doesn’t know the truth, will most likely be enraged and beco mortal enemies with Cyber, leaving us to profit from their conflict!”
“Second, that Night Doctor will absolutely fly into a rage when he sees this. Even if he doesn’t go save that chanical Girl, he’s bound to slip up. And even if he does manage to escape, he’ll face endless pursuit from the chanical Cult from then on!”
“Third, we’ll make a ton of money and simultaneously boost our reputation massively across the Dark World! If possible, we can even take the opportunity to spread our ideology through the Sight, sparking a wave of chaos and cri!”
Lynn sneered, and from the dark, hollow eye sockets of his mask, a kind of madness and evil seed to gleam that made people tremble.
All the Plague Doctors stood there, staring up in a daze at Losh (Lynn) on the screen atop the console, their minds buzzing with noise.
Was… was this really a plan that a normal creature could co up with?
Was this really okay?!
Wasn’t this just a bit too twisted?!
Lynn adjusted his mask deeply and sneered coldly, “And the most important step is finding the right person to play the part of that Night Doctor. That person must be strong enough, wear-resistant, and have a spirit of dedication!”
“Who is willing to take on this glorious role?”
He looked at the crowd with anticipation.
A brief silence.
The next mont.
Every single Plague Doctor shuffled back two steps in unison, instantly widening the distance from Losh (Lynn) on the screen with wide eyes.
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