After World War II, the Illuminati fell apart and only a few pieces of information flowed into developing countries, while the core information was scooped up by the United States. At this time, K Organization crawled out of the corpse of the Illuminati.

As an extension of the Illuminati, it belongs to the United States and is spread all over the world. The more chaotic a place is, the more powerful its influence becomes. It, along with the American government, one black and one white, influences the world's balance from the shadows.

In the Association's evaluation, K Organization is one of the most dangerous terrorist organizations to humanity and is ranked second in terms of priority for elimination.

Because K Organization has never officially declared its existence to the world and has not entered the public eye, people still believe that the Illuminati still exists, creating a series of mysterious images for it. Behind the excessive mystification, only a few highly influential individuals or powerful conglomerates know of K's existence and secretly cooperate with it.

K Organization selects members through special channels: some members come from the US government, some are cultivated within the organization, and others come from black markets around the world. A significant proportion of the annual missing persons and criminals on Earth are consumed by this international illegal organization, accompanied by dozens of large-scale economic chains and a series of inhumane human experiments.

In short, K Organization's low profile leads to its extremely low visibility. For Velley, K Organization is full of weaknesses, and it is easy to control its headquarters.

New York, Drumcastle Base, located in Jefferson County, New York, covering an area of approximately 400 square kilometers, is the largest military base in the northeastern United States. The headquarters of K Organization is right next to this military base.

Anri drove a van, carrying all members of the Association and two new recruits.

The closer they got to the military base, the more yellow-green military vehicles passed by, and checkpoints and surveillance were visible everywhere. Any unrelated vehicles passing by this area had to undergo strict inspections to ensure they were not carrying dangerous items.

However, the van traveled smoothly, as if no one could see it. It drove straight through the checkpoints and entered the road leading to the military base in the gaze of the guards.

Kintaichi and Banya looked out of the window uneasily, their hearts restless.

They had just learned that besides the two of them, all the other recruits were involved in a bizarre event and their whereabouts were unknown. In order to protect them, the Association decided to relocate to a safer place.

The two of them were already in a state of panic and fear. Several recruits who joined the Association with them a few days ago disappeared in the blink of an eye. They were said to be missing, but in reality, they were already dead, weren't they? The Association probably didn't reveal the cruel truth to take care of their emotions.

To survive, they could only follow the orders of the chairman.

Kintaichi had long lost the desire to go out and wander around.

"Anri, drive carefully. We are currently in 'transparent mode', and it's difficult for outsiders to notice us." Kana noticed that the speed of the car was a bit fast.

"I know without you telling me. But have you forgotten the principle of 'transparent mode'? Don't worry. Oh... It's convenient to do anything bad with the chairman around, haha."

'Transparent mode' was a derived ability of God of Destruction. By reducing their presence, the god ensures that no one can sense them.

Reducing presence does not mean being invisible, but rather making one's presence infinitely low, causing all observers to unconsciously avoid the 'transparent person'. In other words, transparent mode doesn't interfere with outsiders' observations but disrupts their thoughts.

This leads to the magical phenomenon that when a 'transparent' person walks into a crowded bus, everyone will make way for them and avoid touching them. They themselves don't know why they do it or the reason behind it.

In order to leave no trace, Velley paid special attention to surveillance equipment to ensure that the light did not carry any images of the Association.

The car arrived at the parking lot of K Organization's base, and ten people got off one after another.

Josiah and Emily followed the chairman, one on each side.

Kana comforted the emotions of the new recruits, telling them that they had arrived at their destination smoothly.

Anri smoked a cigarette while checking the bullets in his handgun.

Nagi walked beside his teammates with a mindset of learning.

As for Molan...he still had a listless look, trailing behind everyone.Jirute held the notebook in his hands and looked at the screen for a while. Then he looked up and said, "Confirmed, there are no traces of the author here."

Velley nodded. "Follow me, let's go directly to the commander here."

"Okay."

The K Organization base is located north of Drum Castle and south of the military railway. It is surrounded by mountains and forests to the west and a military airport to the east. It is guarded by the American military and has convenient transportation. The geographical location is extremely advantageous. The base is built underground, connected to Drum Castle, forming a large underground air defense shelter.

There is no safer place on Earth than here, but this only applies to ordinary people.

For Velley, this heavily armed underground fortress is like a joke. The more hidden it is, the more vulnerable it becomes.

Velley casually took out his identity card from the guard's pocket at the entrance. He inserted the card into the slot next to the gate, and the screen above the slot popped up a fingerprint verification program. He waved his hand and erased the program, and then the gate slowly opened.

The president smiled, erased the fingerprints on the card, and returned it to the guard. The guard glanced at the president and quickly looked ahead again.

After the group disappeared and the gate closed, the guard suddenly came back to his senses. He picked up the card and felt like he had forgotten something just now. He stared blankly for a few seconds, put the card back in his pocket, and continued faithfully guarding the entrance.

...

"Sir Velley, there is still no signal from the author nearby." Jirute followed behind the president, reporting the information from the control center.

The Control Center can detect and mark authors within a radius of five kilometers. Once an author is marked, they cannot escape even if they run to the other side of the Earth.

The association cannot guarantee whether the K Organization is cooperating with other authors. If there are authors within the organization, then it can't be considered a force of mortals, and its threat level will rise sharply. Therefore, it is necessary to be wary of authors.

Although "authors are prohibited from involvement in politics" is an unwritten rule in the author world, no one can guarantee that everyone will abide by it. After all, desperate people can do anything, and it is common for them to sell themselves to the government or other organizations in exchange for benefits.

"Continue to monitor the Control Center. After meeting the highest commander here, I want to purchase his identity." Velley said calmly.

"Yes, sir."

Xu Fang knew what the president looked like, and if he were widely publicized, it would also be troublesome. Therefore, the president wanted to change his identity, and the others in the association were clear about this.

This identity may be expensive, but since the overall existence of the K Organization is very low, Velley can afford it. Even if he can't afford it, he will find a way to force Horror Novel Web to sell it to him.

After all, the website has compromised once, and where there is a first time, there will be a second time.

Inside the base, a group of people walked quickly toward the command post. Occasionally, a few burly soldiers brushed past them, but they ignored the outsiders.

"This is the target location."

Standing in front of the command post, Velley pushed the door open and entered directly. Kana and others followed the president without hesitation.

——!!!

"Who are you?"

As soon as the door opened, there was unexpected feedback.

Velley's footsteps paused for a second, and he looked unexpectedly at the person who spoke.

It was a young woman with pale skin, long wavy golden hair flowing down to her waist. She was wearing a tight black suit, and her well-proportioned and muscular figure gave the impression of a black panther lurking in the dark. At this moment, the woman's red eyes stared at Velley and the members of the association with a puzzled and cautious look.

"Ma'am, can you actually see me?" Velley pointed to himself.

"Who are you? No one has been allowed in by the commander!"

"So you can actually see me... Jirute, what's going on?" The president's gaze shifted to his teammate.

"The Control Center shows that there is still no author nearby, this person is not an author."

"Weird, if she's not an author, why does she have a 'chain' on her?" Velley squinted his eyes, observing the golden-haired woman.

Ordinary people indeed cannot see the "transparency" of Velley, but not authors. No matter how much Velley reduces his presence, authors can still observe him.Without the help of the controllers, the God of Destruction could still identify the difference between an author and an ordinary person - that is the "chain."

Authors often have at least one chain, with one end tied to them and the other end connected to an unknown space.

Why does this woman who is not the author have the author's exclusive chain? Why was she observed by her?

The result of the controller should not be wrong.

Velley became somewhat interested in her.

"Number Nine, what are you doing?" At this time, a deep male voice came from inside the house.

"Boss! A group of strange people has entered. They are not wearing army uniforms. Do you know who they are?" The blonde woman called Number Nine stared at Velley and retreated into the house.

"What are you talking about? Are you sure it's not your mind playing tricks on you?"

"Absolutely not, Boss. I never have hallucinations!" Number Nine nervously exclaimed, "Boss, look carefully at the door. Can't you really see them?"

Suddenly, Velley felt a rapid increase in her presence, quickly reaching a threshold that could be observed.

The "transparent mode" had actually disappeared.

"Oh my god! Who are you? How did you get in? Did the experimental subjects of the research institute escape again?" The man called the boss stood up from a pile of electronic devices, frowning and staring at Velley's group.

There was no one else in the room. From the man's attire and work environment, this was the target Velley wanted.

"Hello, sir. Are you the commander-in-chief here? I'm not referring to the Drum Castle Base, but the headquarters of the K Organization." Velley took off her hat and elegantly bowed.

"Yes, I'm Erich Ribos. Who are you? I don't remember granting access to someone like you."

As Erich spoke, he quietly put his hand in his pocket and pressed the emergency call button. Thirty seconds later, the base defense forces receiving the message would rush in and arrest these unexpected guests.

I don't know how these people got in. The base security system had loopholes! This was a serious matter, related to the organization's security and confidentiality. He had to interrogate them thoroughly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Erich. I intercepted your distress signal. No one will come and disturb our conversation." Velley smiled as she spoke, and the members of the association behind her had already closed the door in unison.

"You..."

"Enemy, no matter who you are, you're dead!!"

Number Nine growled lowly and suddenly pounced at Velley at a speed far beyond that of a human. With a swing of her arm, a cold light swept towards Velley.

Close combat skills.

With just a knife, Number Nine could kill a platoon of soldiers in a matter of seconds. Even if she took a few bullets, it wouldn't be life-threatening. Her body was extremely sturdy and already beyond the limits of a human.

Now that there was an enemy threatening the boss's safety, Number Nine showed no mercy.

The blade cut through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound as it aimed at Velley's neck. This vicious attack was extremely fast, and an ordinary person wouldn't have time to react.

However, before the blade could reach its target, a burst of blood mist suddenly erupted from her arm. In an instant, the blood mist disappeared, and Number Nine suddenly fell to the ground, sliding to the feet of the chairman due to the impact.

"Ah...ah..." Number Nine tried to stand up but felt that her limbs were out of control. She tilted her head and looked at her own hands, realizing that her arms were already gone, still bleeding.

"So you're a bodyguard, huh?" The chairman smiled, bypassing Number Nine and walking towards Erich without looking back. "Josiah, stop the bleeding for this lady. I don't want her to die for now."

"Yes."

Staring at the approaching Velley, Erich took out the handgun he carried with him and pulled the trigger at her.

The gun did not make a sound.

Because in the moment of firing, the gun disappeared.

The chairman looked shocked at his own hands.

Magic? Superpowers? He had never heard of the research institute containing such dangerous monsters!

"Sir, although I would love to have a long chat with you, I think directly accessing your memories would be more efficient, don't you think?" Velley smirked as she stared at the terrified Erich.Velley bought Ere's identity.

"Monster!!"

Number 9 screamed, witnessing Velley transform into an ominous mist and enter Ere's body. Ere struggled for a few moments before quickly regaining composure.

When Ere opened his eyes again, the fear in his eyes had vanished, replaced only by endless coldness and tranquility. His demon-blue pupils gleamed with an eerie light.

Familiarizing himself with this new body, Velley quickly skimmed through Ere's memories, a devilish smile forming on his lips.

He found the answer he was looking for.

It turns out that Number 9 is currently the most exceptional experimental subject in the K Organization's "Vampire Gene Modification Project." Her physical strength far exceeds human limits, and her vitality is extremely tenacious. She has been assigned as Ere's bodyguard.

Number 9 and a few other subjects possess rare "Singularity" traits, where certain actions have a "constraining effect" on the world, just like the traits exhibited by the "Author." Number 9 shares certain similarities with the "Author," but she is not the Author.

The K Organization is aware of the existence of Horror Novel Web, and they have even housed three "Authors" as research samples. However, the lifespan of the "Authors" seems to be very short, with none surviving for more than two months.

Compared to the "Authors," the K Organization is more interested in containing Horror Novel Web.

The "Strange Website Containment Program" is an SSS-level difficulty project for the K Organization, on par with the "Multidimensional Space Decryption Project," "Perfect Being Plan," and "Earth Domination Plan."

Although Ere has no power to interfere with the military of the United States, he himself is just a high-ranking puppet of the U.S. government. However, he possesses the command of fifty secret units of the K Organization.

Now, the Association can command a group of well-trained ordinary people.

"The first thing is Luo Bing," Velley said.

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"Ladies and gentlemen, our plane has come to a complete stop. Please take your belongings and exit the aircraft through the boarding gate. Thank you..."

Luo Bing brushed off the nonexistent dust on his pants, stood up, and took a few steps forward. He saw Luo Xiao Ming still staring out the window and urged, "Stop dawdling. Let's go."

"..."

"Are you leaving or not? We've already arrived in S City, China. I won't take care of you anymore."

After saying that, Luo Bing turned and walked away. When he reached the boarding gate, he found Xiao Ming still standing in the same spot. Annoyed, he quickly returned to his sister's side and forcefully pulled her up.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Ming shook off Luo Bing's hand.

"Heh, still mad at me?" Luo Bing sneered, "Let me tell you, if it weren't for Xu Fang's orders, I would have come back alone. Who cares about your life and death?"

"Why..."

"What?"

"Why didn't you help Xu Fang? Aren't you friends with many people? Aren't you rich? Are you scared? Coward!"

Luo Bing wanted to strangle this person, but it seemed like Xiao Ming spoke the truth. He managed to restrain himself.

After the ghost was eliminated by Xu Fang, Luo Bing thought that peaceful days were on the horizon, but another monster emerged. Although this time the enemy targeted Xu Fang, Luo Bing wanted nothing to do with it. After receiving Xu Fang's call, Luo Bing didn't hesitate, immediately buying an emergency ticket to return home at a high price.

His own life is the most important.

His own country is the safest, the outside world is too dangerous.

"Luo Xiao Ming, I won't say much. Think about how our parents died. Do you think we can handle opponents of that level? In Boston, we will only cause trouble for Xu Fang. When immortals fight, us mortals should stay far away."

Xiao Ming's eyelids drooped, and in the end, she simply nodded.

After disembarking the plane, Luo Bing opened his phone, and dozens of missed calls popped up, with his notification bar flooded with messages on WeChat.After the new manager took office, he had to come up with a bunch of assessment plans, which required his approval along with Deputy Director Wang Zhibin, even if the new general manager was Wang Zhibin's predetermined candidate, the form still had to be followed, otherwise there would be room for criticism in the future.

The vacant position couldn't be left empty for too long, so Wang Zhibin ultimately arranged for a candidate.

Luo Bing felt empty in his heart. With his father gone, he alone had to manage the position of chairman. But he didn't have as much experience as Luo Qingyuan, and even if he was good with words, he couldn't outsmart those old foxes in the company who only cared about profit. The only confidence he had when talking to people was that he held the majority of the company's shares.

"Mr. Luo." Luo Bing's assistant Xiao Yang had been waiting in the car at the airport. When he saw Luo Bing approaching, he quickly took the bag from Luo Bing's hand. "There is a meeting at the Deputy Director's office at three o'clock in the afternoon, regarding the selection of the general manager. He hopes that you can also come."

"I know, take me back to the Lengaon apartment first. I'll go by myself in the afternoon."

"Yes." Xiao Yang glanced at Xiao Ming, feeling that he looked unfamiliar. Seeing that Luo Bing didn't introduce him, he acted as if Xiao Ming didn't exist.

"For the next few days, you can stay at my house. After I finish dealing with the company and our mother's funeral, I will take you back to your school. Of course, if you don't want to stay in S city, I won't stop you. It's your freedom to go wherever you want, just don't run off to a foreign country, got it?"

In the backseat of the car, Luo Bing said to Xiao Ming.

"...Thank you."

"Huh?"

Luo Bing suspected that he had misheard. He knew Xiao Ming's temper, which could be summarized as the type that could piss people off with just a few words. He never expected to hear words of gratitude from her.

"It's nothing!" Xiao Ming turned away, her gaze drifting out of the window. "I just wanted to say that you don't need to worry about my schooling. I can handle it myself. Besides, there's no point in attending Xu Fang's school anymore. I just need to graduate somehow."

"As long as you're happy."

...

Lengaon Apartment.

As soon as they entered the house, Xiao Ming saw dozens of gas canisters neatly arranged at the entrance. She looked at Luo Bing in confusion, and he twitched at the corner of his eye. "I almost forgot about this."

Immediately, Luo Bing had someone handle the gas canisters.

"It's no wonder you're a rich kid. Your place is so big." Xiao Ming looked at the spacious living room and felt like it could be turned into a basketball court.

"It's for entertaining guests. I don't live here. If you want it, you can have it."

"Forget it, it seems easy to have ghosts here. I won't stay here at night."

"Suit yourself."

Knock, knock, knock.

Suddenly, there was a knocking sound at the door.

"Who is it?"

"Your delivery package!"

"Delivery package?"

Luo Bing was puzzled. He didn't remember ordering anything online recently, and even if he did, it should be delivered to the company. Why would it be delivered here?

He didn't think too much and opened the door.

Standing outside the door were not deliverymen but several unfamiliar people.

"It seems you are Luo Bing." The leader was a man wearing glasses, and several burly bodyguards stood behind him.

"Who are you?"

"Who we are doesn't matter. What's important is that we need you to come with us."