Extraordinary pedigree

In the conference room of the Everchanging Workshop Family, the air seemed to freeze due to tension.

More than a hundred operators from the Administration were lined up neatly. The bolt guns in their hands shone coldly in the dim light, adding a bit of chill to the already tense atmosphere.

The bolters of the Authority are all made in Heaven. The muzzles of these bolters are different from the circular openings of traditional firearms. The muzzles of the bolters are slightly flat. The internal device can generate high pressure when fired, making each shot Bolts can be fired with astonishing speed and accuracy, and can be fired in bursts.

When these dark muzzles were aimed at the members of the Everchanging Workshop family, an almost palpable sense of oppression arose spontaneously, as if every breath became a luxury.

The people in the family faced the cold muzzles of the gun, with anger and fear in their eyes, but more importantly, a sense of uncertainty about their future destiny.

They exchanged glances with each other, looking for support and courage from their companions.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down.

Everyone's breathing was heavy, and every heartbeat reminded everyone present that a decision that might change their fate was about to come.

"Consultant Serena, I think we can sit down and have a good discussion about the cooperation between the Everchanging Workshop and the Authority."

In an atmosphere that was so tense that it almost exploded, the Moon Rabbit's voice revealed a trace of calmness, but invisibly seemed unusually strong.

She stepped forward slowly, the [Star Breath] gun in her hand shone silvery under the light, as if it were the brightest star in the night sky, both beautiful and deadly.

With every step she took, the heartbeats of the members of the Everchanging Workshop family seemed to accelerate, and the air was filled with suppressed breathing and nervousness.

Soon, the Moon Rabbit walked into the circle formed by Serena and other family members to show his sincerity.

As a family counselor, Serena's inner conflicts and struggles can be imagined when faced with this situation.

The choice at this moment is related to the fate of the entire Everchanging Workshop family.

Her eyes turned involuntarily to the outside of the conference room, where a fierce fight was taking place between the clan leader and the [Master] of the Administration.

At this moment, she clearly realized that although the confrontation in front of her was full of tension and danger, the real decisive battle was taking place outside, and the fate and actions of the patriarch were the key to whether the entire family could turn around.

Family advisor Serena used her eyes to signal other humans not to move. Her gaze was like the calm water, calming the excitement of the surrounding tribesmen. She took steps slowly, each step appearing calm and firm, until there was only a slight distance between her and the Moon Rabbit.

"I think we should have a good discussion with the administration."

The consultant accepted the Moon Rabbit's suggestion, and then she openly and directly asked the Moon Rabbit:

"What does the Authority want the Protean Workshop to pay?"

At this moment, all eyes in the conference room were focused on Serena and Moon Rabbit.

Faced with Serena's direct and firm inquiry, Moon Rabbit's response seemed a bit unexpected.

She shook her head gently, her tone calm but with unquestionable determination: "You are not the main person we are talking to this time."

These words were like a cold arrow, shooting straight into Serena's heart, making her slightly stunned.

The Moon Rabbit immediately looked past the family advisor and looked directly at Mira Wanxiang in the crowd.

At this moment, Mira felt unprecedented tension and anxiety.

He clearly realized that if Bright Moon Rabbit disclosed his cooperation with the Administration at this time, even if he received support from the Administration to become the leader of the family in the future, he would still face resistance and even hatred from family members.

The rift within the family will therefore become more difficult to heal, and his position will become more precarious.

Just as Mira's thousands of thoughts were intertwined and her heart was as tight as a thin thread on the edge of a cliff, he witnessed the Moon Rabbit speaking again.

But to his surprise, the name that Bright Moon Rabbit read out was not his.

At this moment, the tension in Mira's heart relaxed slightly, but at the same time, he also realized that the development of things was far more complicated than he imagined.

With the unmistakable coldness in Moon Rabbit's voice, each name rang out in the heavy air, each name seemed to be heavily written with solemn ink on the pages of the family's history.

"Estil Change, Marco Wanxiang, Leah Wanxiang..."

The Moon Rabbit's voice was unhurried. Every time he read out a name, the person seemed to be tightly held by invisible hands and forced to move towards an unknown destiny.

Immediately after, the Moon Rabbit continued: "Jean Moon Shadow, Selina Moon Shadow..."

More names, and in the process, new faces are constantly coming out of the crowd sadly.

Family advisor Serena's expression changed from shock to anger, then from anger to aggrieved, and finally she was immersed in a deep sense of powerlessness.

Her eyes were full of accusations and doubts, as if she was questioning the injustice of the world and the future of her family.

Mira Wanxiang's heart was filled with waves of turmoil. As the Moon Rabbit read out more and more names, he felt an unprecedented impact.

At the beginning, those tribesmen who were named seemed to be the target of public criticism, suffering the anger and hatred of other tribesmen.

But as the roll call continued, the mood in the crowd turned from anger to frustration, and then from frustration to numbness. A deep powerlessness and despair spread among the clan members.

On the other hand, every time a new name echoes in the air, Mira's heart will involuntarily tighten.

He thought he would be on that list. After all, the secret deals between him and the Authority, the choice that was both for survival and tinged with betrayal, kept him in a state of extreme tension and anxiety.

However, as the list was gradually read out, Mira Wanxiang found that she was not among them.

This unexpected sense of security did not bring him much comfort, but instead aroused more doubts and uneasiness.

He began to question, did this mean that the Authority had another plan for him, or that his value in the eyes of the Authority was far more complicated than he imagined?

When the tribesmen whose names were read walked out one by one and stood on the other side of the crowd, Mira observed the changes in their facial expressions.

From the initial anger and disbelief to the later frustration and numbness, everything is like a mirror, reflecting the feelings deep in Mira's heart that she dare not look directly at.

He realized that both the named tribesmen and himself had become the master's pawn in this power game.

Mira's eyes unconsciously looked outside the conference room, where there was a fierce battle between the patriarch and the Authority [Master].

What did that battle mean to the family?

What does it mean to him?

While Mira was immersed in confusion, the Moon Rabbit, who had finished reading the list, glanced sideways at the members of the Everchanging Workshop family who were approaching the management camp.

Then, she spread her hands, as if to show an irrefutable fact, and asked softly to the family advisor Serena, who looked extremely painful:

"Do you understand now?"

Serena's heart was filled with struggle and helplessness. Facing the Moon Rabbit's question, she could not find any words to refute.

Her eyes glanced aimlessly at those members labeled as family traitors, and every familiar face seemed to speak of the rifts within the family.

Taking a deep breath, she calmed down her inner vacillation and tried to maintain her final persistence and dignity:

"We are just waiting for the patriarch's order now. As long as the patriarch comes back, all our family members will naturally know what to do."

After listening to Serena's words, the Moon Rabbit did not show too many emotional fluctuations in his expression. He just nodded lightly and noncommittally.

Her answer was simple and direct: "It won't take long."

Serena's heart is as heavy as lead. She knows very well what the patriarch's return means to the family, but at the same time, she also knows that in the face of such a huge and decisive power of the Administration, even if the patriarch really comes back, there is not much they can do. ?

Outside the conference hall.

The battle between the high-end combat power of the Management Bureau and the Everchanging Workshop family is also at a critical and intense stage.

The patriarch Elwin fell into an unprecedented predicament. Around him, huge glass crystal pillars were like swords of judgment falling from the sky, ruthlessly nailing the Chimera's limbs.

These glass pillars were in the shape of nails, each up to fifteen meters high. They not only physically restricted Chimera's movement, but also dealt him a huge mental blow.

The space around the Chimera is surrounded by these giant nails, forming an inescapable cage.

Every time he struggled, the glass nails would penetrate further into his body, causing piercing pain and more serious injuries.

"Hoo~ho~ho~"

Elwin's body under Chimera already looked extremely tired and weak.

He clutched his chest, his heavy breathing mixed with painful gasps.

The damage suffered by the avatar was reflected back on him in an indescribable way, causing green jelly-like liquid to appear on his limbs, making it increasingly difficult to maintain his human form.

At this moment, Elwin was not only facing severe physical pain, but also the heavy psychological burden of being the patriarch of the ever-changing workshop family.

He knows that his struggle is not only for personal survival, but also for the future of the ever-changing Workshop family.

However, when the enemy's power far exceeded expectations, Elwin felt not only pain, but also deep helplessness and despair.

The fate of the ever-changing workshop family hangs by a thread.

At this moment, the old patriarch felt unprecedented isolation and despair.

The cage made of huge glass nails prevented him from moving, and pain and depression filled every breath.

Just as he was struggling in this powerless situation, trying to find even a glimmer of possibility to break the situation, an unexpected voice came softly through the air, and the voice sounded full of childishness.

"Elwin Wanxiang, the Administration does not want to be an enemy of the Everchanging Workshop."

The voice was young and clear, like the voice of a boy in his early twelfth or early thirties, but with a maturity and depth beyond his age.

The patriarch's gaze followed the direction of the sound. In the cold mirror, it seemed that another world was slowly unfolding.

Countless mirrors appeared in front of his eyes, each one seemed to be telling a different story.

And from these mirrors, a young man walked out.

The young man walked slowly from the other side of the mirror, as if he had crossed the boundary between two worlds.

Although he looks to be in his early teens, he exudes a calm aura that transcends his age. he

Wearing a casual sweatshirt, lightweight junior sweatpants, and a pair of clean white canvas shoes.

The most eye-catching thing is the unique pair of fox ears on his head.

Behind the fox-eared boy, his avatar floated.

This incarnation is covered with a seemingly non-existent mirror effect. Its outline is clear and smooth, as if it is made up of countless fragmented mirrors.

The limbs of the avatar are slender, and every joint exudes luster, like finely polished crystal. The most eye-catching thing is the huge mirror on its chest, which is like a polished shield, reflecting a distorted image of the surrounding environment.

The head of the mirror incarnation is simple and elegant, with no obvious facial features and only two smooth curves outlining the position of the eyes.

These "eyes" are deep and mysterious, as if they can penetrate all hypocrisy and look directly into the depths of the soul.

"Elwin Wanxiang, on behalf of the Authority, I have a formal conversation with you." There was not much emotion in his tone, but he revealed an unquestionable authority.

The patriarch stared at the fox-eared boy who looked young but exuded a mature aura, and his heart was filled with complicated emotions.

Faced with this situation, he responded sarcastically but more helplessly: "This is how the Authority negotiates."

His voice was full of exhaustion and frustration, and then he raised his softened hand to gesture to Turs, expressing a reluctant acceptance.

Turs's fox ears twitched slightly, capturing the patriarch's attitude and emotions.

He answered seriously:

"Believe me, this is already a relatively gentle approach."

Speaking of this, his voice became slightly heavier, as if he was recalling those past years.

“Before that guy grew up to be a big shot that everyone knows, I went through a thrilling ‘expedition’ with him, and I saw the way he treated his enemies.

He is neither reckless nor arrogant, he does things calmly and unhurriedly, and never looks like a sweaty mess; he considers everything alone, takes time off, is calm, methodical, brave and decisive.

There are many things that he can enjoy or abstain from, but ordinary people are just greedy and cannot abstain from them. However, he only enjoys them without overdoing them, and abstains from them without feeling any pain.

Such people are the best leaders, and also the most difficult and feared enemies. "

Turs Colbert looked at the patriarch. His gaze was firm and profound, as if it could penetrate the defense of people's hearts and reach the depths of their souls.

He continued to speak to the patriarch Aylwin, every word clear and powerful: "I am now the agent of his will, and I am here to give you a choice."

His words spread slowly in the air, like an invisible net, tightly wrapping the clan leader.

"The Everchanging Workshop family wants a new talker," Tours continued, his eyes unwavering, "You can choose this talker yourself, but we hope that this talker won't be too 'paranoid' .”

In this sentence, Turs Corbett cleverly conveyed a subtle message that the Authority is willing to give the Protean Factory family a certain degree of autonomy, but this autonomy is not unlimited.

"Go back and stabilize the hearts of your family members, and make your decision after understanding the situation."

"Make your choice before seven o'clock."

These words are both an opportunity and a huge challenge for the patriarch Elwin.

The choice of the new speaker is not only related to the future direction of the family, but also to the fate of himself and his family members.

Turs's mention of not being too 'paranoid' is a subtle reminder from the Authority to the patriarch and family, which means that the Newstalker must be someone who can accept certain conditions of the Authority and have a certain degree of flexibility. and open-minded people.

Tours' proposal actually draws a bottom line for the survival of the Everchanging Workshop family.

At this critical moment of life and death, Alvin needs to make a wise choice.

He needs to weigh the interests of all parties and find a candidate who can not only ensure the survival of the family, but also be able to navigate within the rules set by the authority.