“I’ve thought over your proposal. Though I can’t promise anything yet, I’ll discuss it with my subordinates and if everything goes well, I think we can support your cause”.Emily gently pushed her beautiful long hair backward as she explained, an indescribable aura of maturity emanating from her.“Then thank you in advance”. Clark smiled in reply.At the side, King finally commented. “Clark, you’re really an ambitious fellow. I think I’m slowly beginning to know more of you”.Clark laughed. “Everybody is ambitious, it just depends on how ambitious, and what the ambition is all about”.“You’re right”. Josh gave a thump up from the other side before inclining his head to devour the remaining wine left on his glass cup.Taking his cue, everyone in the room took their wine and started indulging themselves again. Yes, they were all currently in Clark&r

Zoom!Leaving the Spartan army headquarters left Clark feeling good, he constantly felt like he was being tickled by his future wife. As Albert drove, once again, he started humming a random lullaby.Getting to meet his friends again and celebrating his birthday with them refreshed his brain in ways that he found mysterious, he suddenly felt calmer and more collected.This was a boon on its own already, now getting to solicit the help of his friends to get them to help fulfill his ambition was another. That not being enough, Professor Monkey Hands now surprised him with a mech.As he rejoiced while humming, he could not help but think again about what prompted the Professor to proactively look for a mech designer for him.He was still serious in his decision to keep his ability to pilot mechs a secret, letting the world know about such a secret was too irresponsible and rash of him. He had to continue keeping it a secret if he loved his life.<

Crick! Crick!The wheels of the mini-train made soft rhythmic noises as it slowly moved through the underground rail, apart from this sound no sound could be detected on the rail and not from the soldiers too.Clark had a poker look on his face as due to boredom started simulating different results of this assassination attempt in his head. Despite the numbing silence, he did not try to break it.Only the sound of their breaths could be detected, following the up and downward movement of their hearts in a rhythmic manner.From the reaction of the few assassins, Clark easily deduced that they received special training to curb the effects of such silence. And though Albert was affected, he could still control himself to keep quiet also.Clark didn’t know for how many minutes they’ve been moving, but from the mini-train’s speed, he knew that they’ve crossed dozens of kilometers.Clack! Clack!His heightened senses

Tu! Tu! Tu! Tu!Having expected such a situation already before he rolled inside the laboratory building, Clark did not stop in one place after opening the door. He rolled forward repeatedly, dodging tons of bullets in the process.As soon as he stood up and found his feet, he stumped on the floor and jumped, going straight to the ceiling as he finally did a sweeping glance through the corridor that was before him.Everything was reflected before his eyes; dozens of soldiers armed to the teeth with different weapons, 2 menacing robots wielding dual swords, and a blockade wall separating the corridor from inside the laboratory.As soon as he finished his observations, the soldiers recovered and aimed their weapons at the ceilings.Seeing this, Clark opened a port in his vest before plummeting down from the ceiling. As he fell, something like a magnetic field erupted from his vest, and dozens of daggers flew out of the open port.Whoosh!<

“The minister is dead!”All the assassins of the old warriors club heard this word reverberating on their head in echoes of various alternating frequencies and this seemed to have lit a hidden spark on their heads.They didn’t think deep into it to process it or to even understand it, they directly reacted according to the plan like it was already instinct to them. Captain Drake brought out a grenade and threw it down.Poof!No fire or explosion was seen or heard; only thick gray gas surged out and immediately diffused the air after the grenade made a sound-induced by its lid popping open.The Radan soldiers held their noses to avoid inhaling the gas while rushing inside the gas center to look for the assassins, but they saw no one. The assassins were gone as swiftly and efficiently as they came.This is when they finally came to their senses. The leader of this protection mission, one of the 2nd rank high-grade soldiers ha