Book 9: Chapter 21: Internal Strife
“Qin Lun, you’re being too cautious. Honestly, with the Queen of Sandstorm helping us, we really don’t need to target this place anymore. There’s just not much profit left here!” Grant shrugged helplessly, looking at the old building in front of them.
“We still don’t know how many enemies are left in London. Playing all our cards at once isn’t a smart move!” Qin Lun’s eyes flashed as he smiled and shook his head. “Besides, this target remains one of Britain’s most important agencies. After the last attack, their defenses have weakened, but that doesn’t mean there’s nothing valuable inside.”
“Qin Lun, are you talking about our Main Plotline?” Grant’s eyes shifted as he guessed one possibility.
“Mhm. After the Main Plotline changed, it required us to kill at least one leader from an Allied Forces Superhuman organization.” A cold light flickered in Qin Lun’s eyes as he explained with a smile. “Grant, haven’t you noticed the difference between the Divine Comedy World and the Quest Worlds we’ve experienced before?”
“Difference? I’m not sure what you mean!” Grant scratched his head in frustration. “I really hate working with people like you and Hill. Always so many twists and turns. Just spell it out!”
“Haha. In past Quest Worlds, even Low Magic Worlds, a plot character’s status was proportional to their power. But the Divine Comedy World is different.” Qin Lun raised a finger. “This world has some decent Superpowered Beings, but its primary path is technological. Secular power is held by ordinary people.”
“Although the world started shifting towards magic after the Space-Time Rift appeared, it’s only been a few decades. Neither the Superpowered Beings nor the state leaders have fully adapted. Most Superhuman organizations are still secret agencies under national authority, and many leaders are ordinary humans.”
“The moment I saw the new task requirements, I knew Shattered Starry Sky deliberately lowered the difficulty after learning of Superstring Space’s invasion. We didn’t actually need to kill Superhuman leaders on the level of Captain America. Killing a few high-ranking leaders of Superhuman agencies was enough.”
Qin Lun looked at the dilapidated building in front of them, still visibly scarred by gunfire. A cold smile curled his lips. “Of course, under normal circumstances, such people have heavy protection, making them just as hard to reach. But this place is the exception. MI7 has already been hit once. Their defenses are minimal now, and they’d never expect us to double back!”