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Rek controlled the body of the old director, cutting off the heads of more than twenty people, ensuring that they could no longer die after they were already dead. He then looked up at the female reporter beside him.
This female reporter was someone Rek had impulsively allowed in for an interview.
Now, as she looked at the blood-soaked old director, who was grinning wickedly at her, the reporter instinctively backed away slightly, filled with fear.
"Hey girl, weren't you supposed to give me an exclusive interview? Hurry up! I don't have much time left. You kept the camera rolling, right?" Rek said to the female reporter beside him.
The reporter nodded subconsciously.
"Um, um, I'll start the interview now," she stammered, forcing herself to stand up and adjust the camera equipment to face the old director.
"Director of the Glory Empire Research Institute, do you have anything to say about today's Scientific Symposium?" The reporter carefully phrased her question to Rek.
Rek stood up, holding a sharp dagger in one hand and a severed head in the other. He spoke into the camera: "The advancement of science has already exceeded what Earth should bear.
As a leading figure in scientific research, I do not want weapons capable of destroying Earth to continue being developed. There is only one Earth; once lost, it can never be regained.
I want to use today's actions to tell future generations, to tell those scholars developing technological weapons: do not only think about how powerful and destructive your weapons are; also consider how terrifying their potential destruction of Earth could be and whether they will destroy the planet we rely on for survival.
Today, I am using the lives of twenty-five researchers and my own life as atonement for the destruction caused by our technological advancements and for the countless families affected by it." As Rek said this, he threw away the head with one hand and used the dagger in the other to slash at his own neck. The sharp dagger made of special material cleanly severed the old director's head from his body.
The old director committed suicide.
"Ah!" the female reporter screamed in terror, not expecting the outcome to be like this. She was vomiting, nearly bringing up her bile. Finally, she managed to hold it together, packed away her recording equipment, and walked to the entrance, opening the door from the inside.
As the door swung open, a flurry of flashbulbs went off, capturing her image. The female reporter's hair was disheveled, and her expression was pale.
"Has the seminar ended?"
"What research topic did Director propose?"
"What impact will this gathering of top researchers have on the situation between Star Alliance and Glorious Empire?"
--- The reporters outside who hadn't entered were firing questions at her.
However, the female reporter remained silent.
Middle-Aged Butler and a military general who had come to maintain order peeked into the conference room. They were met with a scene of blood and bodies scattered across the floor, along with severed heads.
The Military General felt a sinking sensation in his heart, realizing something had gone horribly wrong. He silently prayed that old Director was still alive. "Immediately seal off the area and bring in a company of soldiers. Reporter, you will return to the conference room with me for questioning."
The military quickly drove away the reporters at the entrance and temporarily detained them. A company of soldiers entered the conference room, and the female reporter was pulled back inside once more.
Middle-Aged Butler and the general from the Glorious Empire entered the conference room, staring in shock at the bodies strewn across the floor.
"What happened? Who killed my master?" Middle-Aged Butler asked painfully, directing his question at the female reporter.
The Military General began examining the body of the old director, confirming that he was indeed dead, his head severed and lying on the ground. He realized that today's events were undoubtedly shocking and regretted coming here to maintain order.
"Tell me everything that happened here!" the Military General shouted at the female reporter.
The female reporter raised her frail hand and pointed at the camera, her trembling voice saying, "They're all dead, all dead. The old director killed everyone. Some committed suicide. The old director didn't discover any new topics; he wanted to protect the Earth, he went insane, they're all insane." The reporter was greatly affected mentally.
The Military General understood a bit, at least knowing that the camera should have recorded everything he wanted to know.
He ordered his subordinates to activate the playback function of the camera.
Soon, videos appeared showing the old director slaughtering everyone, giving a frenzied speech during an interview, and committing suicide.
After watching these, the military leader said nothing and ordered his subordinates to take the female reporter and the video footage away, along with the Middle-Aged Butler, sealing off the scene.
The subsequent handling of the situation was beyond what this Military General could decide.
Concerning the old director, a pillar of research for the Glorious Empire, who was also a mentor to several military bigwigs, this incident could only be reported up the chain and await higher authorities' decision on how to proceed.
Three days later, a brief press conference was held by the Glorious Empire.
"At a seminar hosted by the director of the Glorious Empire Research Institute, a terrorist attack occurred, resulting in the deaths of the old director and twenty-five researchers present at the time. The perpetrators are currently under investigation. However, it is known that one of them was the old director's butler and a young female reporter. Both assailants were shot dead on site."
The Glorious Empire concealed the old director's madness and slaughter, forever classifying his final speech controlled by Rek as a top secret, stored in the Glorious Empire's database. Those who knew the details were dealt with or reassigned.
---
Rek opened his eyes again and found himself back in the Metal Sphere, completely naked. However, there were far fewer personnel in white coats surrounding him this time; there were only about ten left.
Rek had returned to his body over a hundred years later.
"Did I succeed? The Earth won't self-destruct, will it?" Rek tried to ask aloud.
In the laboratory, an old man responsible for the research spoke to Rek: "I'm afraid that although you performed well this time, you still failed.
We underestimated the inertia of space itself; things that are destined to happen are difficult to change.
Space may have its own mysterious laws and powers to protect those destined events.
This time, with the death of the Dean of the Glorious Empire and several researchers, the Glory Empire Research Institute suffered a significant blow.
However, ten years later, the Seismic Disruption Weapon was developed by researchers from the Star Alliance, and it was even more powerful.
Subsequently, after a few years, the Glorious Empire also developed the Seismic Disruption Weapon. Both empires secretly used seismic weapons to launch attacks. The self-destruction of Earth is still set for five years from now and has become unavoidable.
Some researchers in our laboratory have already died due to the historical changes you caused before your return. The remaining people barely retain their memories and continue to live thanks to the time-space barrier opened by the Time Travel Machine.
Perhaps our plan is fundamentally unfeasible; the destruction of Earth is already inevitable. Things that are destined to happen cannot be changed by human effort. Ultimate Warrior, we have lost all hope."
After hearing this, Rek felt a sense of dread in his heart.
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