It was a green spore that looked like a type of fungus. It looked very normal, but Wilbur was able to observe through his spirit energy that the green spore had a surprisingly strong life force and a strange energy. He picked up the spore curiously, searching through it with his spirit energy. The next second, Wilbur's eyes widened in shock. The life force within the green spore seemed similar to those in humans, and the energy it held was extremely special and mysterious— it was as if there was some form of life in it. Ryder walked over then. "Did you find something, Sir?" "This plant's really interesting. It's got a strong life force and this weird energy in it," said Wilbur. Ryder took it from Wilbur, peering at it before saying, "I'll have it sent to Seechertown now for headquarters to run research on it." Wilbur nodded, and Ryder put the green spore away. Wilbur looked over at Tony. "Our mission here is done, Secretary Howie. We'll be on our way now. Goodbye."
The sun had set by the time Wilbur and Ryder made it back to Nichetown, and both of them were starving. They found a decent-looking diner and headed right in. They ordered a few things from the menu, planning to head back to Seechertown after they were done eating. The food was served about 15 minutes later, and both men dug in with a wolfish appetite. Just then, a man and woman walked into the diner. The man looked to be in his thirties. He was dressed head to toe in silver and gold. The woman looked young and beautiful, exuding a meek demeanor. The couple walked past Wilbur and Ryder's table, and the man accidentally knocked Ryder's suitcase over. That suitcase contained a weapon as terrifying as the super cannon, as well as the mysterious green spore from earlier. That was why Ryder had brought the suitcase into the diner with him instead of leaving it in the car. Seeing the suitcase kicked to the floor, Ryder glared at the man wordlessly. He picked up the suitcase,
About 20 minutes later, both men had stuffed themselves full and were about to pay and leave. Just then. Four other men rushed into the diner all of a sudden. They looked all around the room at once and spotted Wilbur and Ryder right away. One of the men shouted, "You motherf*cker, let's see just how you're going to get out of this one. Get him!" Right after he shouted, over twenty men charged in. All of them were holding sticks and batons, surrounding Wilbur and Ryder. Wilbur looked up to see that the four men who had come in first were the son of the person in charge of Nichetown Yoan Dommy, as well as Kyle Zinn, Hacent Zeller, and Lashawn Saffer. The four Nichetown Princes. The four men made their way over with twisted smiles on their faces. Most of the other customers in the diner knew better than to stay, fleeing the scene at once. The only tables left merely glanced over and buried their heads in their food without a second glance. Just then, Tyler came over with
Tyler was shocked by the news, scrambling to say, "Please don't be in a hurry to get physical, Mister Penn! I'll be right there with the Nichetown person in charge as soon as possible. I'm sure we'll be able to come to something agreeable." "Sure, but I can't guarantee no conflict. I can't promise nothing will happen, either." Wilbur gave Tyler his address, glancing at Yoan and the rest. Just then, Lashawn said, "No one can save you now, young man. You know that, right?" "Is that so? You can come at me all you want, then. To be honest, I don't even really need any rescue," said Wilbur. His words somehow made Lashawn's chest lurch. Lashawn was the smartest out of the four, and it was definitely strange that this man seemed so calm in a situation this dire. Just then, however, Yoan sneered viciously. "What the f*ck are you idiots waiting for? Get him!" Those men charged forward with gritted teeth, brandishing their weapons at Wilbur and Ryder before bringing them down to at
The look of distress on Yoan's face confirmed Lashawn's suspicions that something was off. "What's the matter, Mister Dommy?" Yoan's phone slipped out of his hands and onto the ground with a clatter. Meanwhile, his expression slowly changed into one of utter terror. From how angry and panicked his father sounded, Yoan knew for a fact that this man was terrifying beyond any of their imagination, and they were screwed. Lashawn and the others could not help but panic at the look on Yoan's face as well. "What's going on, Mister Dommy? Come on, dude!" They felt like there was no reason to look so scared, even if Wilbur was really powerful. If they could not beat him, they would just get a stronger fighter to sort him out. If that didn't work either, they would reach out to Special Forces. There was no way this guy was above the law. Lashawn, Hacent, and Kyle blinked in confusion. Tyler was all the more at a loss for words, standing there in a daze, unsure what was happenin
Even Lashawn and the rest of the Nichetown princes were struck dumb. Did that mean that all these people were here… just because of this guy? But… even if he happened to be some rich heir from Northseecher, someone as powerful as Secretary Howie would not be showing such respect to him. None of it made sense at all. Just then, Wilbur frowned at Tony. "Yeah, you are pretty responsible for the people of Emerald Province to be behaving like this." The words scared the wits out of Lashawn and the rest. This man had even dared to criticize Tony Howie. Who was he, really? Tony was the only one who knew Wilbur's identity as a member of the Department of Paranormal Research and Defense. That identity alone was enough to deem him untouchable. It was important to note that Albert Joeman had eyes everywhere, and it was also alleged that Wilbur and Mister Benjamin Grayson were buddies. How many people could call themselves a buddy of Benjamin Grayson? This man was terrifying in
Sure enough, Tony said, "Arrest Yoan Dommy, Hacent Zeller, Lashawn Saffer, Kyle Zinn, and Tyler Moquel immediately. Have them interrogated and punished as necessary." A few Special Agents officers stepped forward at once to hold these men down. "Sawyer, your son threatened someone physically and caused a public disturbance. Your responsibility in this is undeniable, and you shall be suspended from all your duties to cooperate with the investigation," Tony continued, looking at Sawyer. Sawyer knew that his fate was now sealed and could only nod wordlessly. He already knew who Wilbur was. There was no hope for Sawyer now, not after his own son had offended someone like that so terribly. Tony looked around him coldly, shouting, "Arrest all of them!" The Special Forces agents handcuffed all guilty parties and took them out of the diner. It was only then that Tony finally left with everyone else. After they were gone, the remaining people in the diner broke out into discus
Wilbur said in a deep voice, "I told you not to worry about the money, right? If ten billion dollars isn't enough, I'll send you a hundred billion. Just remember to manage the framework and structure of the church to prevent any troubles from arising." Karl fell silent for a beat, before saying, "I'll do as you have ordered then, Your Holiness." "Alright. Protect Catherine, too. Her safety should be your highest priority," Wilbur said before hanging up. After that, he verified his identity to have the ten billion dollars he had just made sent over to Karl. Wilbur really had hit a bump in the road now. He had made it all sound so easy, but money didn't grow on trees at the end of the day. Ten billion dollars was no small amount of money, and it would be a pretty big deal to put that money anywhere. Even a nation on a slightly smaller scale would not be able to withstand something like this. The church's growth was inexplicably tied to money, but he was running out of it.