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Chapter 642

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"Not at all."

"…"

"We don't even know their numbers and abilities. How do we deploy them?"

"But I do know something about Foundation Mountain," Chen Zhao said. "There's an ancient relic in Foundation Mountain. There are many monsters there called Crypt Demons. Normal guns can't hurt them. The weakest ones are as big as lions and tigers. Some stronger ones are even bigger than cows."

Everyone was speechless. They hadn't even dealt with the Family.

Now that a group of monsters had appeared, how could they fight?

"Jolag, Patilu, do you know how to modify guns?"

"President, we don't have the equipment here. I'm afraid we can't modify guns. The equipment requirements are higher."

Chen Zhao's abilities had improved a lot since the last time he'd been there.

So, he wasn't as resistant to the Crypt Demons and the relic as before.

He also believed that the Crypt Demons weren't friendly to him.

But was he friendly to the Family?

"Guild Leader, based on the strength assessment of the two members of 'Family' that you killed yesterday, they are definitely above C or B Class." Engelite said, "On top of that, Moore has woken up. From what he said, I can roughly guess that one of the Family members might be an illusionist, and he can cast illusions on Moore without anyone noticing."

"President, if it's an illusion, I have an idea," Patilu said.

"What idea?"

"We can go to the witches and buy a sobriety potion," Patilu said.

"How much is one?"

"Ten thousand dollars," Patilu said.

Chen Zhao gritted his teeth. So expensive.

Apart from Ados, there were seven of them. If each of them got a bottle, it would be seventy thousand dollars.

Chen Zhao picked up his phone and called Sienna. "Sienna, can you make the sobriety potion?"

"I can't. Rupert can. Do you want it?"

"What's the price?"

"Very expensive."

"Give me a price."

"Ten thousand dollars. I need to earn two thousand in commission."

Chen Zhao glanced at Patilu. The man had probably wanted to earn this too.

Patilu looked away awkwardly. He was clearly afraid that Chen Zhao would get even with him.

"I want ten bottles. When can I get them?"

"Huh? Ten bottles? "Sienna exclaimed in surprise.

Twenty thousand dollars for one bottle, twenty thousand dollars for ten bottles.

"Send it to my house tomorrow morning," Chen Zhao said.

"Okay, no problem. I'll rush Rupert."

After hanging up, Chen Zhao asked, "What else should I pay attention to?"

"Jolag, prepare some equipment for everyone in the next two days. Both offensive and defensive."

"Understood." Jolag looked at West.

"I know, I know. Funding." West looked at Chen Zhao. "President, I wish you success …"

"Only Ados and the injured don't have to go." Chen Zhao tapped the table with his finger. "West, do you want to be injured?"

"No, no, I didn't say that I wouldn't go."

"Oh, Bill's death is considered a work injury. Is there any compensation for his family?" Chen Zhao asked.

"He has no family. He is alone."

"Oh … I've saved on the pension." When he said this, Chen Zhao felt uncomfortable. "I'll send 'family' to him later so he can keep him company."

Just then, Pamela came in. "President, I want to join too."

"Are you sure?"

Pamela was strong, but she was still a spirit.

Apart from the useless people here, most spiritualists had many ways to deal with spirits.

So, Chen Zhao was more inclined to keep Pamela.

Plus, the headquarters needed someone to guard it.

Ados was the only one left. Chen Zhao was really worried.

"President, I'm not a normal spirit," Pamela said. "It's very hard to destroy me now."

"Why?"

"I don't have a complete Banshee's body right now."

"What's a Banshee's body?" Everyone was confused.

Chen Zhao was surprised. "Oh? You're a Banshee? "

"President, you know about Banshee's body?"

"I know a powerful Banshee."

Everyone looked at Chen Zhao. Pamela's face was filled with disbelief.

"Impossible. There can't be a real Banshee in the world."

Chen Zhao shrugged and didn't explain.

"Since you're a Banshee, you'll be in this mission."

Chen Zhao didn't know how strong Pamela was.

But with Jessica's terrifying power in his memory, Chen Zhao felt that even if Pamela wasn't as strong as Jessica, she should still have some of her power.

What followed were some miscellaneous arrangements and deployments.

The mission was estimated to start the day after tomorrow. After all, they needed to prepare too.

Jolag's equipment couldn't be made today either.



A team walked into the Great Foundation Mountain.

"Grandfather, Mom and Dad are here," Chloe called out in surprise. "Akiro, Ruby, Danf, Ackson, and Fendilon are here too."

An old man walked out of the tent and looked at the seven people in the distance.

The haze that had been on his face for so many days finally disappeared.

"Hopkins, Torila, you're finally here." Grandfather opened his arms and hugged the man and woman at the front.

"Grandfather, what happened?" Hopkins asked. "You told us that Brighton, Daris, and Jack died?"

"Yes," Grandfather said. "They died at the hands of the Supernatural Organization."

"How dare they hurt my children?" Torila said with a dark expression. "I'll tie them to the gallows one by one."

"Grandfather, what kind of strong people do the Supernatural Organization have?" Hopkins asked, confused. "Can they kill them?"

"I originally thought the same as you, but when Jack and Daris were chasing after one of their members, Engelite, they were both killed by the magic they were most proud of. Jack's arm was broken and his neck was crushed, while Daris's body was roasted from the inside, but there was no damage on the surface."

Hopkins and Torila both frowned. Hopkins turned to Torila and asked, "Do you know what magic this is?"

"No, but it shouldn't be weak."

"Who cares what magic it is?" Akiro shouted. "We have so many people. Why should we be afraid of them? We can't let anyone who dares to hurt our brothers and sisters go."

"Indeed," Grandfather said. "But before that, let's get the foundation stone first."

A strange look flashed across Hopkins' and Torila's eyes. "How's the investigation inside?"

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