Chapter 200 - Source code (2/2)

After the conversation ended, the old man looked out of the window towards the city where red electricity was shooting in all directions, and the corner of his mouth curved into a smile.

No one would have thought that the leader of the Dark Merchant, who suddenly appeared thirty years ago and quickly grew up to this day, Hades, was actually the Dark Council's chairman, Oglock. In fact, if not for the silent support of a giant like the Dark Council, the dark merchants would not have been able to develop so quickly on the continent. On the other hand, through the operation of the dark merchants, Oglock held most of the continent's secret intelligence.

Of course, the dark merchant was Oglock's private institution. As such, no one in the council knew about it yet.

From Oglock's office building, he could see a city shrouded in darkness. This city was the headquarters of the Dark Council. Yongye City!

Yongye City is located at the northernmost point of the coastline, behind it is an endless polluted sea. The size of the city was similar to that of Asgard. The only difference was that Asgard had hollowed out the Julian mountain range and built it in the heart of the mountain. As for Yongye City, it was built on the basis of cities that were not completely destroyed in the old era. This method was somewhat similar to Remus', but whether in terms of wealth or resources, the Dark Council was not something Remus could compare with.

After half a century of operation, the center of the city had basically been restored to its original appearance. There were tall buildings, city roads that were as dense as spider webs, and the city lights that were dotted with city lights. If one did not look at the radiating clouds of red electricity in the sky, this city would not be much different from the developed cities of the old era.

However, the buildings on the outskirts of Yongye City were almost completely cleaned out. Here, the Dark Council had built fortifications, and the factories were built in between. The Polytechnic Academy was located in the suburbs to the southwest of the city. The Institute of Science and Technology was mainly involved in the research of genes, biochemistry, ability formulas, and even weapons and war machines.

15 minutes later, a black car stopped in front of the main building of the Polytechnic Academy. Two guards in black suits opened the door, and Oglock stepped out on crutches. He looked up at the top of the building just as a bolt of red lightning struck down from the sky, causing the top of the building to appear in a layer of red light.

A moment later, Oglock took the elevator to the top floor. On the top floor of the main building was the office of the dean of the Institute of Science and Technology, but in this room, which was no less than Oglock's, the Speaker saw a jumbled and busy scene.

The office was littered with all sorts of data reports. More than a dozen assistants were coming in and out with tablets or information, but no one had the time to stop and greet Oglock. But the Speaker did not mind this lack of courtesy. It was well-known that most of the students at the Polytechnic Academy were lunatics and workaholics, so Oglock did not expect to meet gentlemen here.

Through a mountain of papers, Oglock meets Dr. Shauna, the head of the Institute of Science and Technology. The doctor was in his early sixties, and his hair had long since fallen out, but a bald head was very clean. He wore thick glasses and a white coat that was gray and even yellowish, and he was scribbling something.

Even in this age of popular plain computers, Dr. Shona maintained the old generation's practice of recording the evolution of formulas and important results in pencil and paper. To that end, Oglock had to assign a special assistant to the Doctor, who would record his research and his important formulas into the vast database of information at the end of the Dark Council's intellectual brain.

Oglock rapped on the doctor's desk with his cane, but the doctor, who could not afford it, ignored him. It was only with a helpless cough that Oglock managed to divert the doctor's attention from the report. At the sight of Oglock, Dr. Shona stood up happily and said, ”You're here. Look at our latest research. Guess what we found. Haha, it's a set of source code. Og, this is a set of source code that we've never seen before! ”