Chapter 153: Who Else?
Elsewhere, the rest of the world struggled to grasp the growing enigma of Zack's faction. The major bases on earth were scrambling for information about NYC, desperate to understand what was happening in Zack's domain. In one of the basses, several high-ranking officials gathered in a dimly lit room, their faces etched with frustration. "NYC reportedly developed a low-orbit stealth satellite," one suggested. "We need something similar."
"We funded a similar project years ago," another chimed in. "Get it operational." But no matter their efforts, their lack of intelligence was glaring. The zombie wave that had ravaged the Northern Base was a complete mystery to them. In fact, they knew nothing about the state of the northern hemisphere at all.
The northern hemisphere's skies were completely dark to their surveillance—no satellites, no drones, no reconnaissance aircraft. Any attempts to cross into Zack's domain resulted in immediate loss of contact.
"It's like fighting blind," one executive muttered. "Meanwhile, he has night vision goggles and a loaded gun."
"And he's not afraid to use them," another added grimly.
"Damn it!" A senior executive slammed his keyboard in frustration. "I looked into it—this plan never even got off the ground! Those bastards were just embezzling funds!"
"Are you serious?" another bellowed, his face turning red. "Those fraudsters! I checked the archives. There's only one folder labeled for the project—and it's empty!"
The conference room erupted into curses and insults aimed at the long-gone opportunists who had siphoned funds for personal gain. The irony wasn't lost on many of the executives, who had, in their own ways, benefited from similar practices in the past.
Amid the chaos, the conference room door creaked open, and a man stepped in. He was a researcher, one with little to no presence in daily operations. His name tag read Master. "What are you doing here?" barked one of the executives, his anger spilling over onto the unassuming intruder. "This is a private meeting! Get out before I have you removed!"