At this moment, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open, and the clerk of Scotty hurried in, and the panicked posture made Skoti slightly startled.

As the secretary of the eldest daughter of the emperor, the other party should always maintain unhurried etiquette and demeanor, if she doesn't do it one day, then either she wants to resign, or something really happens.

It's a shame that this time it's the latter.

Shi Koti pressed his palm and motioned to the red-faced experts to shut up, and then took the report handed by the clerk and quickly scanned it.

As she read, her heart sank.

It wasn't until she had read all the contents of the report that Scotti handed it back to the clerk and bowed her head slightly.

The Registrar began to read the contents of the report aloud.

The report is roughly as follows: A cult dedicated to monsters has appeared in the slums of the outer city of the capital of the Xize Empire, and its headquarters is an illegal church, and a real monster exists in the church. Anyone who walks into a church to witness a monster or listen to its voice goes berserk and exhibits mutations similar to those of the outside world, and begins to believe in the gods enshrined in that church. But because the church is located in the nest of a gang, it is difficult for intelligence officers to determine how many people inside are contaminated......

By the time the clerk had finished reading the information, there was silence in the room.

"Do you have any suggestions?" Scotty asked softly.

Experts from all walks of life looked at each other.

But soon, they got into the groove and began to express their opinions passionately.

A priest said that the cult was a corrupt demon from hell that needed to be destroyed with holy water and silver bullets that he had blessed.

A necromancer believed that the church was a corpse made of the grudges of the dead and flesh and blood, but he could seal it away with necromantic binding.

A sorcerer claiming to be a descendant of the ancient Sun God claims that it is a monster made from the blind eyes of the cyclops Polyphema, but he can purify it with the Sun God's Scepter and God-given spells.

Scotti listened quietly for a moment.

Seeing that these experts were about to quarrel again, Shi Curti suddenly pressed down his palm slightly.

"I would suggest that the Cabinet send in the army to cordon off the area where the incident occurred and stop the spread of pollution, and then it will be up to you to deal with these monsters." The princess said softly but firmly, she raised a hand and took out the few people who had just spoken wildly, "You, you, and you, how many of you." ”

"Your Highness, Your Highness?" The priest sneered, "Well, the holy water I need will have to be prayed for nine hundred and eighty-one days to be successfully prepared, and it will take one hundred and eight days for the holy silver bullet to be made. ”

The necromancer hiding in the black robe also coughed lowly: "My necromantic binding technique also needs to prepare spell casting materials. ”

The wizard lifted the brim of his hat to hide his twinkling gaze: "Me too, I need to go to the land where the sun god has fallen to recharge the Sun Scepter to ensure that this monster is destroyed......"

Seeing their efforts to shirk the situation, Scotti was relieved, but still disappointed.

"Is that so?" Skoti laughed playfully, "So, you can't actually solve them, are you lying to me?" ”

Several "experts" who pretended to be ghosts shook and said in unison: "Of course not. Your Highness, you're really kidding......"

But Scotti didn't listen to them, and made a gesture.

The guards behind her suddenly rushed out, pinned the "experts" to the ground, and tied them up in spite of their shouts and protests.

Dressed in the exclusive royal dress with gilt patterns on a black background, Shi Curti got up from the head of the conference table, politely, skillfully, and with standard movements, two maids held a long gilt gold-trimmed floral skirt, took small steps of 0.34 meters per step, stepped on the mess all over the ground, passed by the gods who were tied into a string and stuffed with stinky socks in their mouths, and walked out of the conference room without squinting.

A bunch of waste.

The eldest daughter of the Imperial Emperor thought indifferently.

……

"Let's enter the second link of the plan on the side of the Xize Empire, the communicator has appeared." In the Blackstone Research Institute, Yan Luge yawned and said to Jiang Changhai, the head of his intelligence department, "One of our transcendents has reported the situation of the communicator, and it is not appropriate for us to pretend to be dead." ”

Communicator, that's what Wordy Song calls the tainted Sherren Sen.

He didn't deliberately calculate him and pollute him, but when the viral video of the contamination spreads on the Internet, there will always be a few types of people who are willing to take the initiative to bear the pollution like crazy - a patient with an incurable disease like Schellen happens to be one of them.

There are also certain cultists, mentally ill people, heavy curiosity hunters, and so on, who are also vulnerable to pollution.

They are all candidates for "communicators" in the Speech and Song Project.

Communicators are people who have been heavily polluted or even completely polluted, and they themselves have the characteristics of spreading pollution, and they have become a time bomb that pollutes wherever they go, and conventional weapons cannot do anything for them.

Yan Lu Ge just wants to do something to make human beings see the transcendent phenomena, and force them to set up corresponding transcendent organizations.

So he got a widespread, large-scale list of mild polluters, as well as a handful of severe, highly threatening polluters.

When these two issues erupt together, it's hard not to go unnoticed.

It is foreseeable that a whole host of new organizations will spring up in the world to deal with these extraordinary phenomena – whether civil or official, scientific or religious, law-abiding or illegal, well-organized or chaotic – they are the prototype of the transcendent organizations of the future.

Sharon Sen is just one of the planned communicators.

It's just that as Caroline's classmate, he entered the field of vision of Yanluge in advance - a certain person behind the scenes still cares about his own transcendental.

Yan Luge closed his eyes, as if in deep thought.

After a moment, he opened his eyes, reached out and took the map of the Akkadian slums of the Akkad Empire in the Cize Empire, drew a circle in a certain location, pushed it to Jiang Changhai, and said affirmatively: "The communicator is moving. He had stayed in this place and caused secondary pollution. ”

A hint of surprise flashed in Jiang Changhai's eyes, surprised that Yan Luge was thousands of miles away, how could he know the specific location of the communicator.

But then he was relieved...... Although Yanluge never admitted it, many people in the institute have always speculated that the boss has some kind of prophecy-like ability, or simply reborn, otherwise there is no way to explain why he was able to establish the Blackstone Research Institute without knowing the prophet, and know the properties of pollutants and gods well.

They were only half right.