Love, death, and false man

Chapter 41. The Church of the Time of the Saints
Inside the Bombardier Global 7500, the interior design was custom-made by Mercury Electric Company. Champagne gold trim was used to complement the wall panels, which were made of nanmu wood with embedded light strips. The hand-stitched leather sofas had even and neat stitches. A combination of various lighting elements created a restrained yet luxurious atmosphere. Marble was considered somewhat outdated, so Jazz White textured ceramic slabs were chosen as a replacement.

Wearing a silver-gray striped shirt and a Western-style vest, Ji Wei was still wearing a black baseball cap and was busily working on the lounge counter, using a simple tutorial on a retinal electronic target.

Place a coarse salt dish, invert a stemmed glass and rotate it once, add tequila, orange liqueur, and lemon juice in a 3:2:1 ratio, then add ice cubes and SHOCK.

Add a small slice of lemon and 2g of potent neurotoxin, and you're all set.

After finishing Margaret, she pushed her in front of the blond, blue-eyed man.

I checked my fitness tracker; it's 12:14 now. Depending on individual constitution, death will occur in about an hour. I deliberately reduced the dosage to avoid premature onset; ideally, the target should die precisely on time. The main goal is to ensure the target doesn't move around too much at that moment, allowing for a fatal strike.

Even though the Soul Master's satellite was exceptionally powerful, providing Ji Wei with a secure identity for infiltration, she still couldn't escape the routine checks and was unable to enter with weapons.

It can only rely on the characteristics of Soulfire, and its own characteristics are mainly to kill people, so there is no need to worry about the destruction of the field.

After dealing with all the bodyguards, the mind-controlled ordinary people on the plane can even go on vacation to Tokyo.

Ji Wei speculated that the reason for eliminating this man was probably because the butterfly effect of his upcoming energy contract negotiations with the island nation's government would have far-reaching consequences, leading to friction and instability among energy companies, creating instability, and exacerbating international conflicts.

As for the exact impact, it is unknown, but it must be the starting point of a series of events. Only those at the [Summit] can know some of the historical truth. In short, it is definitely unfavorable to the Soul Master and may also be unfavorable to the Salvation Army.

I don't know why the summit assigned me this task. My medical history should be in the database. Wouldn't it be less valuable if I didn't take this step?

Stop overthinking and just wait for Derek to drink the wine.

"Perhaps it's just my imagination, but you seem...not very old?"

Derek knew the company's style; the staff in the kitchen and lounge were not only required to be professional, but also mostly young women, making it seem like a beauty pageant. It wasn't that this bartender didn't meet the standards—she was far above them—but his years of experience in judging people meant he couldn't sense the world-weary air that often emanated from women over twenty.

Derek had been quite conservative in his assessment; he even doubted whether the student was a student at all.

"You said it yourself, it's just a feeling, it's purely because your judgment is very poor."

Ji Wei spoke in a deliberately mature and cold voice, her tone indifferent.

Derek shrugged, unconcerned. He actually liked women who spoke with a bit of a sharp edge and a strong personality. He downed his mixed drink in one gulp.

Perhaps the high-intensity, long-term protection work had numbed them, but Ji Wei looked at the two men and one woman from the Vatican and relaxed because of the private space on the plane.

Both the Salvation Army and the Soul Masters have a stable promotion system and a rigorous action plan.

Although the Salvation Army's members are a mixed bag, these terrorists are generally of decent quality, while the Vatican accepts anyone. As a religious entity, doctrinal conflicts, though temporarily mitigated by a common enemy, still exist, leading to serious internal contradictions. They recruit from marginalized groups, making drug addicts, gang members, and criminals believe in God—truly ingenious.

A firm belief requires suffering, but in a world ruled by the Soul Master, people's suffering is only spiritual, and it is self-evident which is more important than their living environment.

Ji Wei could understand the motives behind the operations of the Vatican's people, but the Salvation Army was nothing more than pure terrorists and armed interest groups, whose only goal was to save the power of future high-ranking military officers.

Below the cult leader are mostly just underlings; the so-called cult leader is roughly equivalent to a terrorist officer.

Ji Wei figured that she could kill these three people in a few seconds.

The Old Gods Church, the Order of the Timeless Saints, is one of the many religions within the Church. Relatively speaking, its religious history is not long; it was founded after the invention of the gravitational particle accelerator.

Religion often serves the political landscape, while the "saints" of the Church of the Timeless Principle will be guided to the "Eternal Temple," a blissful "singularity," after their death, in a real physical realm.

The "Void Demon" is considered a manifestation of an undying will, not a mindless, lifeless being. Saints who pass the trials of the Lord of Time will be guided to the Eternal Temple by the Three Sisters of Destiny, who weave the past, present, and future respectively, and can guide people to the other side no matter where they are.

The Sisters of Fate, like the Eternal Palace, are real physical entities.

At that time, the saints will be bathed in the glory of the Lord God's Time Principle and become part of the original consciousness of the universe, completely transcending the cycle of suffering.

It is currently one of the main fighting forces of the Vatican and a leader of emerging religions.

"After becoming an immortal will, will there still be feelings?" A male member of the Vatican felt inexplicably uneasy. Although he had seen the video footage of the "Eternal Palace," which was as beautiful as a fairyland, would he really have any feelings at that time?
"Do not doubt. Resoluteness is also part of the trial. We can only believe. There is no other way."

The woman with the neat buzz cut was actually the most authoritative of the three.

10/4—13:10
Fully armed, Fang Yan and Xia Bing had already spent enough time in the interlayer of the electronic equipment.

Black shirt, tactical vest, military combat boots, parachute pack, standard firearms.

Xia Bing carried a steel pipe and wore special high-temperature resistant gloves, while Fang Yan carried a kitchen knife.

We're just waiting to go out and take down the target.

Fang Yan had no idea what Xia Bing's nerves were like. She was able to close her eyes and rest during that time. She was already risking her life, and she was really playing with fire.
He was on high alert 24/7. Perhaps because he was young, he didn't feel sleepy at all. It was extremely difficult, but he became more and more energetic, as if half a year had passed.

The thought even crossed my mind that I might as well die. This kind of self-suggestion and psychological pressure is so overwhelming and agonizing.

The interlayer was pitch black, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. It was a sealed-off reserved space. When we came in, a mind-controlled maintenance worker sealed it off. To get out, we had to remove eight bolts from inside.

[You have been redirected to the [Hunter Channel]]

Xia Bing opened her eyes. It was almost time. She began to carefully remove the bolts without making a sound.

Fang Yan swallowed hard, signaling the start of the killing.

[You have been redirected to the [Hunter Channel]]

Fang Yan recalled the photos of the security personnel and the main target.

The Bloodhounds are too versatile. The plan is simple: the target has no combat ability, so take care of the two male and one female security personnel first, use the hounds to control them and distract them, and take down one of them with Xia Bing's terrifying directional explosives. After that, we can only rely on our on-the-spot reactions.

This is a highly precise job; each bolt must be loosened but not fall to the ground and make a sound. This was done when we were disassembling the second to last bolt.

Fang Yan's heart was in his throat. Although the light in the interlayer was dim, this location was near the wing and was very noisy, constantly reminding Fang Yan that he was at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

To be honest, this was my first time on an airplane, and in the most unexpected way.

At this moment.

The feast prepared in the kitchen has been served.

In the middle of the private jet, Drake was savoring his food when he suddenly felt something was wrong. He had felt a little unwell earlier, and now he was feeling nauseous and dizzy. What was going on?

Immediately, he experienced some epileptic seizures. He was sitting on the sofa, but he fell to the side with his head turned down. His stomach was in severe spasms and acid reflux, and juices poured out of his mouth.

"Damn it."

Holly, the woman with the buzz cut, didn't go to see Derek; instead, she looked for the bartender.

At the same time, Xia Bing removed the last bolt, patted Fang Yan on the shoulder, pushed open the door, and quickly walked up the stairs to the next floor.

Fang Yan followed closely behind, executing the Bloodhound.EXE file.

The moment the two men appeared inside the cabin, four hunting dogs pounced on them, biting their hands to prevent them from launching an immediate counterattack.

With the cardboard box loaded with ammunition ready, Xia Bing lifted the steel pipe.

The explosion inside the confined space was deafening.

(End of this chapter)