Date: February 27, 1983
Location: Pegrose United Nations, Scrapton City.
Fifty kilometers west of the suburbs of Scrapton City, a vast expanse of white snow covered the entire land, adorning it with a pure white new dress for the New Year season.
It takes only one hour to reach the company address of Ilumi and the others from Scrapton City.
Ilumi's company headquarters has been completed.
[Umbrella Bio-Technology Co., Ltd.], this is the company registered by Ilumi and King Bradley in Pegrose, with a registration fee of 50,000 Jenny, successfully processed within a week.
They entrusted a local reputable law firm to handle everything, and then transferred Ilumi's own money into Umbrella Bio-Technology Co., Ltd.
This fund amounted to approximately five billion, all of which was Ilumi's assassination reward.
Of course, King Bradley also injected some funds, but as a Hunter, his earning speed was not as fast as that of an assassin.
In addition, there was also funding provided by the Pegrose government for turnover after the Specter incident.
The construction cost of the company headquarters was approximately one billion Jenny, not including the planned top-tier facilities, landscaping, etc.
Pegrose, Pattyrus City.
Airships from various countries around the world slowly landed at Pattyrus International Airport, and a young figure disembarked from an airship.
"This is Pegrose."
Andrés looked up at the international airport. Airships and a large flow of people were everywhere. The vast majority of these people were tourists.
This was his first time abroad.
In the past, he could only see these so-called international metropolises on television. But actually being there, he could still feel a slight difference between television and reality.
Stepping out of the airport, Andrés looked around and could indeed feel a significant difference from his home country.
Although both were modern metropolises, the infrastructure in the Ozuma Federation was at an international first-class level, while Pegrose was noticeably cleaner and tidier than his home country in terms of environment.
At the same time, he didn't feel the crowded atmosphere of his home country.
"Almost there, they should be arriving soon."
Umbrella Bio-Technology Company Headquarters Building. Ilumi stood before the panoramic floor-to-ceiling window on the 51st floor, looking out at the endless icy and snowy world. His left hand was behind his back, and in his right hand, he held a glass of red wine, gently swirling it.
The seven individuals selected through the special talent test were all located in different parts of the world. The time it took for them to arrive in Pegrose naturally varied.
Therefore, Ilumi set a deadline.
That was, they had to arrive before the end of the last day of the first month after the New Year.
Andrés stood in the square outside the airport, took out his phone, and looked at the text message on the screen.
"Fifty kilometers west of Scrapton City, Umbrella Bio-Technology Co., Ltd.?"
Andrés raised an eyebrow. He wasn't in a hurry. There were still a full thirty-six hours until the deadline.
He just needed to approach it with the mindset of a tourist, driving along the way, enjoying the scenery, and then slowly arriving at the designated location the next day.
Andrés rented an SUV and set off from Pattyrus, heading towards Scrapton City.
Pattyrus had just experienced a light snowfall, and the air was a bit cold. The SUV drove along the highway in the suburbs. The once lush trees were all covered in a thick layer of pure white.
Since Pegrose was sparsely populated, and the city he was going to, Scrapton, wasn't a famous tourist destination.
Along the way, Andrés hardly encountered any vehicles traveling in the same direction as him. He took a deep breath, and the air, mingled with the cold of winter, felt particularly fresh.
With every breath, Andrés felt as though his lungs, which had suffered from constant air pollution in the metropolis, were being cleansed, and his whole body relaxed.
The next morning, Ilumi, King Bradley, Greed, and Pride were all in the CEO's office on the top floor of the company building.
Ilumi still stood by the panoramic floor-to-ceiling window, admiring the scenery outside.
King Bradley sat at the desk, his laptop open, working on something.
"So bored."
In the spacious CEO's office, Greed lay back on the sofa, hands behind his head, legs crossed, looking up at the ceiling, complaining.
"Waiting is a pleasure."
Pride responded to Greed's complaint. He held a book titled "World History" in his hands, studying it meticulously.
"Hmph, you're not even human, yet you insist on understanding human history."
Greed glanced at Pride in annoyance, but stopped complaining and waited quietly.
"Someone has arrived."
Just as Greed finished speaking, the golden eyes in Ilumi's sockets suddenly trembled. Relying on his hawk's keen vision, he spotted the SUV still ten kilometers away.
The person inside was indeed Andrés.
Black slicked-back hair, looking like an eighteen-year-old high school student, slightly different from the image in the photo.
This high school student from the Ozuma Federation had quietly killed ten people using various schemes within a year.
An ordinary high school student, a friendly everyday demeanor, high intelligence and emotional deficits, his father a police officer, and his son a murderer.
This bizarre combination of multiple identities was truly both ironic and surprising.
At this moment, Andrés, who was ten kilometers away, suddenly furrowed his brow. He felt a gaze lingering on him.
Andrés's expression became vigilant. His gaze drifted subtly across the surrounding snowy landscape, searching for the owner of that gaze.
However, he found nothing.
Andrés could only suppress this feeling of being watched and continue forward.
Soon, he saw the cluster of buildings standing in the vast snowy landscape ahead, which seemed to be an industrial park, containing fifteen buildings.
But in such a large industrial park, there was only a single security room at the gate, making it extremely deserted.
Inside the security room sat a young security guard, approximately twenty-four or twenty-five years old. He was a local from Scrapton City.
After the company building was completed, King Bradley first hired a group of local workers to perform simple security and cleaning tasks at the company headquarters.
They couldn't very well have them patrol and clean up trash themselves, could they?
In addition, King Bradley had posted job openings online, and Ike Shane was also actively helping him find doctors and researchers in the field of biomedicine.
The security guard looked at the arriving vehicle ahead, a look of suspicion on his face.
"This company was just built, why are people already coming to visit?"
But the young security guard still stood up, put on his coat, and opened the security room door. Just as he was about to go out, the landline in the security room rang.
"Let him in."
The voice on the phone was deep and resonant.
"Yes, boss."
But the security guard could still clearly recognize that this was the voice of the boss, who was clearly not simple.
The security guard looked at the young man in the SUV outside the window, his eyes showing envy. As a local, he had heard some rumors.
This company was strongly supported by the Pegrose government and was sure to grow and become stronger in the future. And this young man, so young yet already appreciated by the boss, his future was surely limitless.
The barrier bar lifted, and the SUV entered the park gate.
The security guard sat back down in the chair inside the security room, took out his phone, and browsed some online forums.
"Hiss..."
But less than five minutes later, another car arrived.
And this time, the person who called wasn't the boss, but the company's head of security, Mr. Greed.
"So annoying, all the cars arriving today don't need to register, just let them in directly."
"Yes!"
The young security guard quickly replied. The phone hung up with a "beep," and he breathed a sigh of relief.
This security supervisor named Greed, no matter how he looked or sounded, did not seem like someone to mess with.
However, the truth was, when they became members of this company, the supervisor had punched through a three-meter-high artificial rock in front of them, proving that he was indeed not someone to be trifled with.
The second person to arrive was a middle-aged man wearing a black trench coat and black straight-leg pants.
Black short hair, side-swept bangs, handsome face, with a hint of stubble on his chin and upper lip.
The young security guard looked at him with some envy. This person was not only handsome, but he also had a special aura about him.
If he were to walk on the beach in Jira, he could probably mesmerize all the girls on the beach, including both young and old.
Caesar parked his car in the parking lot within the industrial park, glanced at the directional sign outside the parking lot, and walked towards the headquarters building.
"Hmm!?"
As soon as he entered the lobby, he felt an extremely aggressive gaze. His eyes shifted, and he immediately saw a young man in casual clothes.
His height was estimated to be around 1.8 meters, with black slicked-back hair and a strand of hair hanging down from his left forehead. He had a handsome face and a physique comparable to some models. It was Andrés.
After leaving the Ozuma Federation, he had shed his disguise. He no longer walked hunched over and was no longer the appearance of a kind old man.
He exuded an extremely strong sense of confidence, completely different from his demeanor in Kushetat.
Walking through the crowd, he instantly attracted the attention of many young girls.
Caesar was able to spot Andrés at a glance, not only because the lobby was quite empty, but also because he sensed a certain scent on the other person.
The smell of blood!
It's strange to say, but killing might not be noticeable to ordinary people, but those who have blood on their hands can always easily sense each other.
Their gazes met for an instant, then retreated.
Both felt something unusual, but they didn't say anything, just silently sat on the sofa in the lobby, closing their eyes to rest.
The three receptionists at the front desk stared blankly at the two men on the sofa.
For that one instant, they felt cold all over, as if they were not in the warm building with the air conditioning on, but in the freezing, snowy world outside.
But this feeling lasted only for an instant, as if everything that just happened was an illusion.
Caesar had been sitting for less than three minutes when another person arrived. To the surprise of the receptionists, he sat on a sofa on the other side.
He was wearing a very thin dark blue suit, but his face was flushed, as if he didn't feel the cold at all.
One after another, individuals with extraordinary temperament and styles arrived.
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