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Chapter 405: Titan Head: “We’re Very Democratic”

As soon as Lynn's message went out, the first one to pop up wasn't the little family of three, but the fourth member of the VIP group.

[First Love · Angel]: "???"

[Son-in-law · Lynn]: "..."

[First Love · Angel]: "You died right after stepping out?"

[Son-in-law · Lynn]: "How should I put it, this question is a bit complicated. To put it in simple terms, it's a philosophical problem of not being dead yet, but potentially dying at any moment. And to prevent this high-probability event, through my precise calculations, I've concluded that chilling in the group chat is beneficial for health."

[Waste · Titan Head]: "!!!"

[Son-in-law · Lynn]: "(Shouting) Big Brother!!"

[Waste · Titan Head]: "(Furious) (Bleep—)ing (Bleep—)! Who?! Who dares bully my son-in-law! Tired of living?! Son-in-law, didn't you tell them you've got backup?!"

[Biological Mom · Wushen]: "@Waste, useless thing! Use your brain! Didn't my sister just tell you? Those two factions are at war right now, weapons have no eyes, and both sides have Roots stirring. By the time our son-in-law actually encounters them, will he even have a chance to speak?!"

[Son-in-law · Lynn]: "(Shouting) Auntie! Why did you change your prefix again?!"[Biological Mom · Wushen]: "(Gentle) We'll have to change how I address you sooner or later, won't we?"

[Son-in-law · Lynn]: "This... that..."

[Biological Mom · Wushen]: "@Good Daughter, remember what Mommy taught you? Call him one~"

[Fiancée · Little One]: "Hubby (✪‸✪)—"

[Son-in-law · Lynn]: "(Horrified) Don't corrupt Little One so casually!!"

...

[First Love · Angel]: "@Lynn, the Matriarch has already told them about you going to the warzone. We were just discussing the situation over there. Judging by your tone, something new has happened there, right?"

[Son-in-law · Lynn]: "The situation is complex. Although the two sides haven't started large-scale clashes yet, the Flesh and Blood Cult has already had two Roots make their moves one after another. Just now, Senior White Night and I encountered a Root-level construct and nearly died."

Lynn immediately projected the image of the Flesh Leviathan from his consciousness.

[Son-in-law · Lynn]: "[Picture][Picture]"

[First Love · Angel]: "The Flesh Leviathan? It seems the situation is more complicated than I thought. This construct has always been one of the Flesh and Blood Cult's trump cards against the Mechanical Cult. Historically, many large-scale offensives by the Mechanical Cult were ultimately repelled by it. The Whispers emitted by this Leviathan can cause significant damage to the Mechanical Cult's consciousness transmissions."

[Waste · Titan Head]: "(Furious) (Bleep—) it!! To put it plainly, isn't it just a big-ass tumor? And it dares bully my son-in-law?! Unacceptable!! @Son-in-law, tell me your location right now!! When I get there, screw flesh or machinery, I'll (Bleep—)ing mow them all down!"

[Son-in-law · Lynn]: "(Touched)(Shouting) Big Brother!!"

So righteous!

Big Brother is just too damn righteous!

[First Love · Angel]: "I don't quite agree. The situation there is very complex. If the Flesh and Blood Dominator also makes a move, plus the Mechanical Cult's ruler, that would be four Roots. And that's not even including the Colossus's Brain they're fighting over. If you all go, you'll only make the situation more chaotic."

[Waste · Titan Head]: "Makes sense!"

[First Love · Angel]: "???"

[Biological Mom · Wushen]: "???"

[Fiancée · Little One]: "?" (Although she didn't understand why everyone was typing "???", she tried typing a "?" too.)

[Waste · Titan Head]: "Since there are differing opinions, as the leader of the Titan Clan, I certainly won't refuse to listen to others' views. This is the most important quality of a leader, not a tyrant."

[First Love · Angel]: "Did you change gender?"

[Waste · Titan Head]: "(Ignoring the angel's words) @Son-in-law, and to prevent certain old maids from thinking Big Brother is running a dictatorship, Big Brother has decided to use a more democratic method for a vote. Son-in-law, do you agree?"

[First Love · Angel]: "???"

[Son-in-law · Lynn]: "Uh..."

[Waste · Titan Head]: "Good, let's vote now. Type '1' if you agree to go, type '2' if you disagree. We'll have a democratic vote!"

[Biological Mom · Wushen]: "1!"

[Fiancée · Little One]: "1! (✪ω✪)."

[Son-in-law · Lynn]: "(Wincing) Ouch... this... I'll type a 2."

[Fiancée · Little One]: "Eh—(✪ω✪) Brother typed 2? Then Little One will type 2 too."

[Wushen + Titan]: "No!!"

[Fiancée · Little One]: "(Wronged) 1."

[First Love · Angel]: "..."

[Waste · Titan Head]: "Alright, the result is out, clear as day! @Angel, the score is 3:2. According to the principle of majority rule, what more do you have to say?"

[First Love · Angel]: "@Waste, No objections. But it's been a while since we last met. How about we find some time to catch up offline? Bring more people, and I'll bring a few more too."

[Waste · Titan Head]: "Looking for a fight?!"

[First Love · Angel]: "Want to smash your dog head to pieces."

For a moment, the entire group chat descended into chaos again. Clearly, in such a private, small circle, with strong personalities like the Titan and the Angel who both rely on their fists, this kind of conflict was absolutely unavoidable.

...

A long time later.

In the underground Main Hall of Nightfall City.

The Inverted Angel, having finished her argument, left the Sight. Her eyes were closed, her entire body radiating a holy light, showing no trace of her earlier self who had argued to the point of scheduling an offline brawl. She remained as dignified and sacred as ever.

She immediately began remote communication using her mind.

"Where are you all now?"

Sir Aiwen's voice came through her mind.

"We've already infiltrated the Cursed City, Matriarch. Any further instructions?"

The Inverted Angel kept her eyes closed and said, "The situation has changed. You all need to be extra careful. Within three days, at least seven Roots will make their moves in the Cursed City. The situation will become extremely chaotic."

There was a brief silence on the other end.

"Se... ven?!" Sir Aiwen's voice, filled with obvious disbelief, came through, hesitant. "Wasn't it... at most four? Did another top-tier faction decide to get involved?!"

The Inverted Angel kept her eyes closed and said:

"No, it's more absurd than that."

"???"

"Do you remember Lynn?"

"Of course."

"He felt he didn't have enough sense of security, so he just called in three Roots to protect him. They're already on their way."

Sir Aiwen: "?!!!"

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