My file...

Turing's heart hopped, his eyes locked on the last line of information.

Blaze's body was included in two months.

The direct control party of the Colosseum is the Tumi Chamber of Commerce. The Mi Hall is composed of the core members of the Tumi Chamber of Commerce. So can Turing understand it as...

Tumi Chamber of Commerce, or the Secret Hall, wants to end himself in the arena within two months?

The Super Colosseum belongs to them. It is not difficult to erase a beast on the ring. There are no less than three ways Turing himself can think of.

This message is very important.

Just as Turing frowned and his brain was processing and thinking about this information, a familiar voice came to his ears:

"Manick, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Why are you standing here?"

Turing looked back and a figure in a white suit appeared in front of him-

It's Remington.

He came to Turing with sermon, looked at Blaze's empty capsule, and followed the soldier who was called by Turing to "send the message".

"Mr. Remington..."

Remington is a descendant of the builder, and when he called himself, he did not bring the affix of "captain". The other party's identity should be much higher than that of Manick. So Turing chose a more pertinent title.

"Watching Blaze's empty warehouse? Haha... Don't worry, in order to ensure that you join the core of the Secret Hall, this shelter is yours. What are the things you bring?"

"Here." Turing lifted the box on the handle.

Judging from Remington's words, Manik should be one of his subordinates, and he is a subordinate in a training state. Manik is responsible for sheltering his body, which is like a boss giving his subordinates an opportunity to get extra qualifications.

"Where is Dr. Anderson?" Remington took the alloy suitcase directly from Turing's hand and looked at the soldiers behind.

“He is in the lab.”

"Leave this to him."

"yes."

Seeing the soldier taking the suitcase, Remington turned around and patted Turing on the shoulder:

"Let's go, it's not appropriate to talk here, let's go inside."

After saying that, he turned his head and walked to the side first, and the dog legs behind Turing did not follow again this time.

"You delayed some time, and the optimal action time I set was half an hour. Not only did you exceed the time, but you were also half an hour late."

The two walked between the culture warehouse and the cylindrical cold storage.

"Sorry. That agent was a little troublesome and wasted some time."

"One of the descendants of the Nitz family..., there will be time to take care of him later, but it is not now, and it is not your job." Remington said, checking his projection communicator, frowning.

"Yes." Turing played the role of a subordinate, and at the same time noticed that Hope seemed to be sending a message from the other party's communicator.

A descendant of a builder, a nobleman, and may also be a core member of the Secret Hall, ran to the Super Limit Colosseum to play the role of an agent... In this way, Hope's beast fighting is not a simple thing.

So far, there has been no problem with Manik, whom he plays, and the reactions of people around him are normal.

"Mr. Remington, I have a question."

"explain."

"If that beast-fighting, Blaze is not good for our plan, what should we do with it?"

Remington stopped and glanced back at Turing, a faint smile appeared on his face.

“…If it’s not good for the plan, we may need to get rid of it after the action is over.”

action.

There is a message captured by Turing.

"It's a blessing. Recently, the revenue of some departments has looked good. Our Secret Palace has also got what we want. The action we told you last time has finally got a goal and can start. But you don't have to participate."

“Everything depends on your arrangement.”

Turing responded to the other person's words, but he felt speechless in his heart.

What do you know what this guy said about the last action was, there was insufficient intelligence... But it seems that because of his own reasons, the Secret Palace's actions on certain things have made a comeback... What will happen?

There is too little intelligence, Turing can't imagine it for the time being.

"In short, no matter what the evaluation results of Anderson's side are, it will not affect our arrangements for Blaze. If it is still useful, live for one month. If it is useless, then get rid of it within one month. After all, my contact with Trent was guided by me. I don't know why Trent chose to commit suicide, but there is something strange about it. To prevent Blaze, it is better to die."

!

Turing's heart suddenly jumped and glanced at Remington's back.

The other party's words were enough to reveal too much information.

And one of them is extremely critical:

They knew that Trent was holding some information in his hand.

Therefore, the Secret Palace has arranged for itself: if it is beneficial to the plan, it will be killed in two months and the body will be recycled. If it is not beneficial, then silence it within one month...

Turing slightly lowered his eyes.

If it weren't for this trip to Manik's door-to-door delivery, these key information might not have been obtained... Although I was constantly advancing research to adapt to the ring and providing more trump cards for the body, if the Secret Hall wanted to kill myself on the field... I threw out a wrong opponent information and finally found that the opponent was a top hunter, that would be a big problem.

He calmed down and Turing answered Remington's words while thinking about countermeasures and arrangements.

At this moment, the two passed by the center of the entire hall.

There was the largest cultivation warehouse and freezer in the entire hall. When Turing's inadvertent eyes glanced at the content above, he seemed like thunder exploded and his eyes widened.

【Dark Stream-Yasen】

【Wang Ting Evil Beast】

【Project Promotion: 97%】

A huge monster's head floated in the liquid, calming its eight beast's eyes.

Anjian Yasen...here?

The head is twice as big as Turing's body.

After the initial surprise, Turing's ups and downs of his chest gradually calmed down.

No...this does not mean that Anjian Yasen is dead.

This actually illustrates one thing further:

Thirty years have passed, and Anjian Yasen is hiding in the crowd...or in other words, among the beasts?

"What's wrong?"

Remington's voice pulled himself back in front of him, and Turing noticed that he had been separated from the other party for a while because of his insanity.

"nothing."

Turing smiled and followed quickly, saying unintentionally:

"Speaking of it... the first time I came here, I was shocked when I saw Anjian Yasen's head."

Remington's steps suddenly stopped and looked at Turing meaningfully.

"That's certain."
Chapter completed!