The original board meeting room is not here, but is on the top floor of the Nord Building in a spacious room with an excellent view. However, that meeting room was completely destroyed in the last evil summoning incident and is still being rebuilt.

Therefore, the highest authority of the Nord Consortium can only hold meetings here for the time being.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on a white-haired old man sitting at the head of the conference table.

"Mr. Pierpont," a middle-aged man with a thin face who was close to the old man said slowly.

"The Chenxi City mayoral election will begin on the 20th. After Wente steps down, we have no one who can suppress Christos."

The white-haired old man was leaning slightly on his chair, closing his eyes to rest. After hearing the man's question, he opened his eyes slightly, glanced at everyone sitting in the conference room, and said slowly,

"Originally, you were not afraid of this young boy and wanted to support him against Wente. Why are you suddenly afraid now?"

Not all of the people sitting here are individual shareholders of the Nolde Group, there are also representatives from other consortiums that hold shares in the Nolde Group.

This sentence is an allusion to those who secretly helped Christos.

Everyone fell into silence and did not speak.

They originally regarded Christos as a tame beast in a cage, dangerous but controllable.

But what happened at the Anvis Group showed that this beast was not only capable of breaking out of its cage, but it could also kill a trainer who was watching the show.

"Don't be anxious," the slowly aging voice sounded again, "You are not as old as me. You still have a lot of time. Don't be anxious until everything is decided. You must understand, what is a country? What is a country?

Home?"

Pierpont narrowed his eyes slightly,

"The conglomerate is the country."

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Inno Media Building

"Information obtained from the police," the silver-haired man with a ponytail brought a cup of coffee and walked to Christos' side.

"Kili's playing card is the King of Diamonds, and the dead intelligence chief's playing card is the King of Hearts.

Spades, diamonds, hearts, and clubs. Spades are swords, representing justice, diamonds are diamonds, representing wealth, hearts are thinking, representing emotions, and clubs are scepters, representing authority.

Justice is given to you, wealth is given to Keely, emotions are given to the intelligence chief who killed his parents, and the authority should belong to the congressman whose house was blown up.

What he did made me feel like he was performing some kind of evil ritual."

"It's also possible that a few cards were randomly thrown out, leaving the 'footprints' of K."

Christos shook his head and smiled, then he looked out the window and fell into a brief thought.

The reason this time it spread so widely and had such an explosive effect was that it overturned a large consortium worth hundreds of billions in just one month.

In addition to the precise layout and communication channels they designed in advance, the most critical thing is that the Avis Group is standing on a lawn full of mines.

If only one landmine is buried in a lawn, then detonating that mine will only blow up that bit of lawn.

But if there are dense mines buried under the lawn, no matter which mine is detonated, the entire lawn will be blown up.

Just like a domino being toppled, as the first piece falls, all the other pieces will slowly fall.

In fact, the Avis Group was not overthrown by them, but by the consortium itself.

Every perverse act of the consortium has planted a landmine full of anger in people's hearts. This landmine is usually invisible, but it is not absent. It is hidden in people's hearts until it reaches a certain critical point and is detonated.

, burn everything.

Avis Group was just the first object burned by the flames of anger.

"What are you thinking about?"

Seer looked at Christos who was deep in thought.

"Text from the last campaign speech before the election."

Christos stretched himself and said softly.

"Any ideas?"

Seer took a sip of coffee.

"I have some ideas."

Christos sat in front of the computer and opened the document editor.

The silver-haired man walked next to him and looked at the empty document interface, "So, what theme are you planning for this speech?"

Christos looked at the blank document and fell into deep thought.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but he could never grasp the key.

He stopped, shook his head, moved for a moment to find inspiration, and suddenly found the 'King of Spades' placed next to the computer.

At the Nolde Sky Theater, the man's silent rhetorical question slowly echoed in his mind,

‘Who can represent the Federation?’.

"Who can represent the Federation?"

He read softly.

"Um?"

Watching him think about the problem, Seer, who was about to leave, stopped and looked at Christos in confusion.

However, Christos did not respond to him, but quickly sat back down and typed the first line on the computer.

The title of his final campaign speech:
Chapter completed!