I'm the King Of Technology

The rambles of many echoed out, with everyone wanting a piece in on the action.

And for a moment, those in lesser ranks in the hall seemed to have forgotten where they were, what rules were in place for talking, and who the f*** they were speaking boldly to.

"Enough!"

Kavien commanded, having had enough of their mumbles.

His icy cold voice, though echoed through his megaphone, still gave many chills.

Hmph!

Kavien sneered.

"We, the Class 1s rank 4s, will delegate on this matter and send task letters to those chosen for the missions. In 4 days, you will all get your answers!"

And so it shall be. Zain and a few others in this rank nodded, knowing it would be their duty to assign who will head out and find these descendants.

If it were other times, he, Kavien, and many other top tank 4s would use this opportunity to favor those they liked.

But the matter of finding these descendants was too important to afford any slip-ups.

So yes...

They would be sending only the most capable elite assassins, warriors, scouts, and shadows out, even if the said elite group belonged to those in other factions.

As for the others in the hall of lesser ranks, they inwardly fitted all Kavien said.

4 days...

You look at me; I look at you.

Everyone tactfully calmed down.

Faith enough. They would wait patiently, hoping to receive a message from the Society deciding whether their elite teams would be called to go out or not.

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Again, though there were even more top T.O.E.P meters not in attendance today, these rank 4s wouldn't bother sending these people's elites after the Descendants.

Why?

Because by the time the message was passed, it could be months and even over a year for these others to get word, talk less of them planning to gather the few T.O.E.P members and guards scattered about before heading out for the mission.

Too long!

With the holy core in their possession, they didn't want to wait so long.

That's why the elites likely sent out wouldn't belong to those in the hall.

For each ancient guardian, they would send no less than 4 elite teams belonging to 4 different rank members to attack the descendants.

At least in this way, more people will get a chance to perform and make outstanding contributions, right?

Everyone was optimistic about their elites, thinking they would be chosen.

But at the end of the day, there must be winners, and there must be losers. So amongst the hundreds and hundreds of leaders gathered here... Just how many would get the go-ahead to send their elite teams out?

Hehehehehe~

Many inwardly thought of bribing the top leaders or secretly giving them visits during these next 4 days to facilitate their matters.

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Bottom line, only those here would probably get chosen for the task.

And if they left hastily, some should arrive on the other nearby continents like Tenola in 10~14 months, depending on how they survive during winter, the waters, and what dangers unfolded for them.

Firstly, from Abian's capital to the closest coastal shore was at least a 3 and a half months journey nonstop with no rest.

Factoring in sleeping times, it could stretch for 4 months and a week.

And then, one has to also account for the fact that the closest distance between Tenola and that particular Abian coastal shores was also 6 months of sailing at the start of spring (arriving in mid or summer end.)

But as of now, this was August, and summer would soon end. So by the time they actually reach the coastal shores to sail out, it would be close to winter's beginning.

The seas were nothing but rough with various storms, creatures, and many other windy attacks that forced them to dock in the portal islands along the way.

They had no choice!

These pirate islands were also used by many of them as temporary ship repairing sites during harsh weather.

What? Did you think they sailed straight on without topping somewhere during the winters?

Impossible!

There was only so little that lumber could do against the heavy forces (pressures), dangerous winds, terrible creatures, and ferocious icy storms of the seas during winter.

So rather than 6 months, they might spend 8~10 months at sea.

And combining it with the initial 4 months worth of travel via Abian, it would make a whopping 14 months.

But that wasn't all.

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Once in Tenola, they had to match into the various regions, taking several months again.

And during this time, they would have to scout and search for these descendants with the little blues they had.

So in the end, it could take 2 and a half years just to find these descendants.

Sigh... And after that, they would sail back to Morgany as planned.

Indeed... Transportation was such a bummer!

This was why it was important that those chosen were those here. Or who would have time to wait for the other members scattered about Morgany to react, gather their forces, and head out?

These would even take longer than needed.

But thinking that the teams they sent to Baymard would soon destroy those bloody thieves and even take hold of those beautiful carriages and ships... Maybe they should be able to finish it faster than they thought, no?

(^_^)

Everyone thought beautifully, especially when recalling the strange carriage these Baymardians called cars, trains, and buses.

As of now, everyone had realized the danger of Baymard.

That's why they were even more serious about eradicating them all and mass massacring everyone there, be they women, children, or men.

The only ones they would keep as prisoners were those who worked in the Lower sector.

And after extracting all they knew, they would destroy these people so much that not even their corpses would be recognizable.

Hehehehehe~

Many chuckled.

... Soon...

Soon, Baymard will fall!!

This, they were sure of.