When You Become an NPC That Might Die Any Moment in the Novice Village-Chapter 319 - 132 Meet at the Summit, the World BOSS Battle [5k]

Ever since Bernardo received a reply from the Truth Society Chairman, he stopped in his tracks.

He had assisted the Chairman for many years and, if not knowing him like the back of his hand, had at least figured him out to a great extent.

Under normal circumstances, upon learning that the base had been turned upside down by Bai Fu, the Chairman should have been extremely furious, cursing Bai Fu and incidentally blaming him a few times.

But the Chairman just now was very off.

"Wait for me to return."

This response was too brief and too calm, it wasn't the Chairman's style at all.

Could it be that the Chairman's terminal had fallen into other people's hands, or even worse, had the Chairman encountered a major event that shook him to his core?

Bernardo's scalp tingled.

"It must be me overthinking it, yes, surely that's it."

He tried sending messages to the Chairman, hoping for a more detailed explanation, but even after sending a dozen messages and three or four minutes passed, he still hadn't received any reply. Instead, it was his assistant who called him first, bringing bad news.

"Minister, I've managed to delay Bai Fu for ten minutes as you ordered, but Bai Fu is really too strong. We simply don't have enough manpower here. Even after giving it our all, she has succeeded in reaching the freight elevator near Area C. To keep delaying her, we must send more people; otherwise, we can only watch her escape or blow up the base immediately."

The assistant was getting anxious.

Bernardo's situation was no better.

Blow it up, or not?

He couldn't tell.

The thought of the Chairman not replying made him feel like his head would explode before the base did.

"Give me another half a minute to think!"

Bernardo's breathing grew heavier, and he stared fixedly at the terminal screen; in the dark and silent backdrop, his heartbeat sounded like thunder.

After a full twenty seconds, he gripped the terminal tightly, "Everyone evacuate, let Bai Fu into the elevator, prepare to blow up the base!"

Relieved to receive a precise order, the assistant responded, "Yes, Minister, I'll right away..."

"There's no need to blow it up."

Just then, a muffled voice rang out, interrupting the assistant.

Bernardo and the assistant both froze; they knew this voice all too well—wasn't it the Chairman?

Bernardo quickly turned around, only to see the Chairman standing on the other side of the corridor, wearing heavy exoskeleton armor with an inscrutable face, his eyes uncommonly bright as if flames were burning in them.

"Chairman, how come you're here?"

Before Bernardo knew it, his terminal slipped from his hands to the floor, his heart totally in disarray.

The Chairman's presence here meant that the situation at the front had completely deteriorated, considering the Truth Society's main base had been exposed. With setbacks both internally and externally, this organization that had existed for a century was perhaps truly nearing its end.

Not just Bernardo, but the assistant at the other end of the terminal and everyone around the assistant, all realized this.

Almost instantaneously, the morale at the Truth Society's main base plummeted to rock bottom.

It's over.

That was the only thought left in their minds.

The Chairman, still with a calm complexion, responded, "My senses weren't wrong, the Alien Visitor that caused all disasters indeed wasn't dead—he had been hiding in the Genetic Primordial, very weak. I was just one step away from killing him, but that one step is as vast as a chasm. Unexpectedly, he possessed a way to limit this body's power. No, actually, I should have anticipated it. The Spiritual Energy transformation technology was shared with the White Tower and Orian among other nations, so how could he not secretly hold back something. I've let down your century-long expectations. Go now, leave before the Genetic Primordial's main forces arrive, and I will personally deal with Bai Fu."

He had plunged into the Genetic Primordial, gone through Severe Battles, nearly burning out everything. He thought he could vent out a century of pent-up grievances with his fists finally, but when he eventually confronted his longed-for enemy, only bone-deep despair awaited him.

His much-prided power couldn't be exerted in front of his foe.

That moment, he realized he was going to die, and his mission would fail. The good news was that he had mastered Julia's secret of Creating Fake Body and had left a Fake Body in the base in advance, meaning that even if he died in humiliation, it wasn't true death.

But while his body wasn't dead, the flame in his heart had been extinguished.

He realized he had an intrinsic flaw that made it impossible for him to seek revenge as long as he stayed on Ancestral Origin Star, a mere puddle.

Such was the despair of reality.

However, when the Chairman woke up from the Fake Body, he miraculously found that his heart, which should have been raging, was surprisingly calm.

Sitting in the dark, he revisited his life in the span of a minute, as if a bystander watching a biographical movie of someone else's life on a big screen, feeling a sense of detachment.

He only felt lost, and after suddenly losing his goal, he even began to doubt his origins.

"Am I, really me?"

Just like this body was a Fake Body, perhaps the memories related to his past identity in his mind from the beginning were also fake, implanted by the researchers of the Spiritual Ability Research Institute's Branch One without authorization.

The Truth Society Chairman walked out of the secret chamber housing the Fake Body with an expressionless face.