Leveling Technology To Save Humanity-Chapter 78: Khelt Kin’s Decision

There was no time to waste!

With swift actions and determined actions, Gama searched for an object to break the thick windows.

The door was bolted shut and the only way out was through the windows. In such situations, they always keep a handy object in the vehicle for agents to use for escape.

Great! He found a high-tech sonic pen and broke the thick windows with its vibrations. Then, barely seconds before the vehicle was going off the cliff, he jumped out the window with his gab.

BOOM!

The vehicle exploded to smithereens before dunking itself and sinking deep into the bottom of the lake.

Gama slowly rose to his feet, carrying his leather bag as though nothing happened. Soon, his figure faded from the scene, and the one called the Messenger, was now on his way to ValleyDown Casino.

After which, his final destination would be Geldhan village!

—But you see, he wasn’t the only one who arrived. Coincidentally, the Butcher from Otto Country, had also arrived, barely 13 minutes ago.

He had a very youthful appearance, despite his cruel reputation. He looked like an idol, his lumber slender but well-ripped.

He was Charismatic, a seducer, and a man who could get around deceiving people from his looks alone. But make no mistake. His fighting abilities were like no other.

Many who made the mistake of undermining and underestimating him, were already 6 feet buried underground and in the seas for the fishes to eat... But why was he called the Butcher?

Well, it’s because he had a knack of slicing and butchering those he tortured. His torturing methods made even the strongest of men tremble in horror.

Reaching his hotel, he got his briefings and would soon be on his way to Geldhan village too.

Then, the Silencer from Boseman country also arrived 30 minutes after. He soon left the airport, heading for an underground boxing arena that only those in the Underworld Know of.

The Yakuzas, and big criminals typically gathered here. There were also private rooms there too.

The Silencer wore a hoodie, dark shades and a black face mask when heading into his underground room. Soon, 3 of them laid in rest, thinking of just one thing.

’Gort Fairbang, I am coming for you.’

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There was war coming... war coming to Geldhan village. Many were unaware, but some had inklings of what was to come.

"Are you listening, Khelt Kin?"

The burly Khelt Kin now stood before a semicircle of men in uniforms and military hats.

They sat on an elevated platform, looking down with expressionless faces.

Against the casual rowdiness of the many military officials training and working tirelessly outdoors, the atmosphere indoors was silent.

It’s true that Khelt Kin had a very high position within the country’s Military forces. But even he had a few bosses he was underneath.

The lead superior at the center, raised a brow thoughtfully.

"Khelt Kin, I know you’ve taken it upon yourself to protect our Gwintia country’s Gort... However–"

He pissed, slowly tapping his fingers on the table.

"Khelt Kin, understand that we are willing to overlook your complete disregard of Power by sending your men to Geldhan village."

"Yes, we did not ask for you to send any forces there. However, we understand your thoughts, and know you did this for Gwintia Country’s sake."

The more Khelt Kin listened, the more he felt there was a ’BUT’ on its way.

Sure enough, they finally cut to the chase. "We received word from the Big 3. They’ve chosen to pull out support from all major industries if we dare to intervene."

Alas...

Several people secretly sighed.

It’s not that they were monsters, but the BIG 3 truly had them at a choke. The Big 3 were the largest suppliers of medicine, vehicles, weapons, and many other vital technologies they cannot live without.

How to say it?...

The BIG 3 had the world chained like dogs. They also had the large research facilities and power, gathering geniuses from all over the world just like that.

Tell me, a place that has so many far more incredible minds gathered, is definitely not a place their or Gwintia Country, or any other country, can go up against.

When there’s a virus in big need of curing, who do you call? The Big 3!

Even if one of their very own Gwintia geniuses discovers a virus, the Big 3 will find a way to take that person and change his nationality.

They owned everything, they practically ran the world—All Gwintia Country and many other countries can do is to secretly fight back and try stealing their geniuses back.

A big word should be placed on the word: SECRETLY.

It’s safe to say that if they ever show public support like what Khelt Kin had displayed, the BIG 3 will cut supplies across the various markets.

There are cancer patients and many others in the hospital waiting for treatment. There are various industries that thrive only on these imported products.

Who doesn’t want to do good? Who doesn’t want to make their country better by keeping these super geniuses home?

It’s just that if they were to solely fight against those mighty forces, their current power that they were barely struggling to keep up, might truly dwindle far lower than it already was.

Several people coughed in guilt, but still went on to give their orders.

"Khelt Kin, you need to understand us too. Even though we feel it’s a pity for such a genius to be taken away, we must not interfere with what the BIG 3 are up to."

"Indeed, doing so will be catastrophic, understand?"

Many times, it was hard to read Comrade Kin. He always had a smile on that overly broad mouth of his. Whether angry or happy, he seemed to always smile.

"Understand?" Khelt Kin clenched his fists, a bold smile still on his lips. "Excuse me for being so forward, sirs... but I understand SHIT!"