I Will Teach You How to Hunt Gods-Chapter 495 - 115: Assassination (4,200 Words)

"Rebel, huh! Big brother! With your talent, you really shouldn't be living such a miserable life!"

Seeing Shen Ye fall into silence, Hikamu immediately became interested, constantly persuading him from the side. That low voice was like the words of a demon, continuously demolishing the already fragile mental defenses of Shen Ye.

"Enough... Enough already..."

After pondering deeply, Shen Ye shook his head heavily.

"This matter, absolutely must not be mentioned again in the future, otherwise don't blame me for turning on you. Understand?"

"The influence of the Collection Clan is extensive, with spies in every corner of the city. If your words are discovered by them at an inappropriate time, even I may not be able to protect you."

Although he said so, there was not a trace of fear in his tone, but rather a strand of deliberately suppressed ambition.

Seeing this, Hikamu was first stunned, then a joyous expression spread across his face, and he couldn't help nodding in his mind.

He had been following Shen Ye for so long, how could he not understand his big brother's intentions?

Since Shen Ye dared to say these words, it proved that there was indeed a rebellious intention in his heart! It's just that the circumstances were not yet mature, so it was inconvenient to reveal.

As long as there's ambition, that's enough.

In chaotic times, those with ambition would never be satisfied with just being a puppet.

What's so special about super families? Isn't there a saying, "The emperor's turn will come to my home one day"?

All Hikamu wanted was just such an attitude.

Thus, in this unnoticeable alleyway, the seeds of betrayal were already planted in both of their hearts.

Yet their master remained entirely unaware of this...

...

Nest City No. 3, Upper City C District, the magnificent Rainbow Mansion.

C District is the commercial center second only to Zone B in the entire Nest City. Numerous local companies and giant enterprises have their headquarters here, which means the area is extremely populous, and the whole region is filled with skyscrapers reaching for the clouds.

But among them, the most eye-catching and dazzling one has to be the "Rainbow Mansion" at the city's center.

This is the property of Rainbow Group, the largest computer network company native to Nest City No. 3. Well, to be precise, it should also be considered as the real estate of the Collection Clan.

It stands thousands of meters tall, piercing the sky. Whenever it rains, the small weather control devices on the building disperse the surrounding rainwater, leaving only a rainbow arch encircling the building, looking quite splendid, earning it the name Rainbow Mansion.

It is said that anyone who sees that rainbow, no matter how bad their mood, will feel a genuine sense of joy.

However...

At this very moment, in the top-floor laboratory of the mansion, Springfield Collection, the sect leader of the Collection Clan, was not so joyful.

He sat upright in his grand chair, looking at the densely packed array of computers below and the frantic researchers, feeling a surge of anger that he couldn't suppress.

Since learning about the Saint's Remains, Springfield had organized personnel to attempt to crack the inherited password of the Lower City Mayor Kars, not hesitating to mobilize the entire computing power of the Rainbow Group.

However, it had been over a month, and his team hadn't managed to crack even a single letter. They were merely wasting computing power.

This made him utterly frustrated.

Like most Nest City nobles, the Collection Clan wasn't a monolith. Internal conflicts existed constantly, let alone...

Springfield grabbed the armrest, stood up, took two deep breaths, and glanced at his right leg.

His leg was crippled.

A cripple is discriminated against and biased from birth, let alone someone in such a critical position as he.

If it weren't for the support of his younger brother Galland, and Springfield's own capability to double the family business in several decades, he wouldn't have qualified to become the patriarch.

As for why he didn't equip a prosthetic body... the reason was simple, Springfield's body was too fragile, born with a premature aging condition, and if not for the daily expensive drugs from the Collection Clan prolonging his life, he wouldn't have survived past 5 years old.

This inherent weakness rendered him incapable of bearing any genetic modified drugs, and the burden of a prosthetic body would easily crush his mental state.

So he could only limp around, like his ancestors a few centuries ago, leaning on a cane, using charisma and so-called reputations to eradicate people's stereotypes.

In such a scenario, the Saint's Remains meant not just family interests to him.

If the relic indeed possessed the power to revive the dead and flesh out bones, then maybe his physique and lame leg could be completely healed.

This was why he insisted vehemently on participating in the mayoral election.

But after spending so much effort, he still gained nothing.

This was something he simply couldn't accept.

Staring at those busy yet answerless researchers, Springfield's anger only grew.

He threw his cane in irritation, the expensive wooden stick spun several times in the air, finally landing with a "crack" on the computer array, snapping in two.

The loud crash startled the researchers, but none dared to look up, pretending nothing had happened.

They knew well enough what was going on; the Springfield patriarch had a notoriously unstable temper, prone to blowing up when things weren't going his way. Several unfortunate souls had already been hit recently for no reason. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

All the researchers were aware, there was no way to brute force crack Mayor Kars' code, but they dared not say a word because the last one who spoke the truth had been thrown out to feed the dogs by the furious patriarch Springfield.