What Is Your Motive?

Godric returned to his command center.

He was alone in his office, tapping his fingers gently on the table. He closed his eyes as the feeling of touch transmitted to his brain.

"It's too realistic. I can't feel any difference at all. Other than the appearance, there are no flaws at all.

"It looks like he's a talent— no, not just a talent. It's not enough to describe him. This is a product that transcends the era.

"If he has the design blueprint for this, it will definitely cause a worldwide sensation."

At this moment, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in."

A blonde beauty walked in with a stack of documents.

"Minister, I've got the information that you asked for. The wanted criminal Zero, that New Life Organization is looking out, for is now— an apprentice in the Maintenance Department.

"His motive and strength are unknown.

"The reason for his international arrest warrant is also unknown."

"Snap!"

Godric Jones snapped his fingers with his mechanical arm and said, "Add one more sentence."

The secretary took out a pen and looked at Godric. She could not understand why the minister was acting so abnormally today.

His crippled arm, which looked like a real arm, was usually hidden inside his sleeve. Today, he changed to a mechanical arm, but it seemed that he was deliberately showing it to other people.

Was a mechanical arm that good? Could it feel the sense of touch?

There were mechanical arms in the market. Those mechanical arms could be implanted on a person's body and used in daily life. But it was akin to using a tool and not a real arm.

But the mechanical arm that Elrond built was completely different. It could be used exactly like a real arm.

Even the sense of touch was the same. The only difference was its mechanical appearance.

Another point about this mechanical arm was it was much stronger than a normal arm.

He noticed that his secretary's attention was focused on his mechanical arm.

Godric said, "My newly implanted arm feels similar to a real arm."

The secretary was a little stunned as she wondered what he meant by that.

Godric said dully, "New Life Organization's Zero is an expert in bionics. His bionic skills are at the peak. Few people in the world are a match for him in this field."

"What?"

The secretary was shocked. Since when did the minister ever took interest in anyone?

Even the top psionic did not receive such an evaluation.

She thought that she heard him wrongly.

"What I said is true. Just write that down," said Godric.

The secretary felt a little numb. She couldn't figure out why he gave this evaluation.

"Could it be true? That's impossible, right?"

Her hands were numb and she could not even write. She tried hard to add in his evaluation.

"Minister, please give us instructions on the next course of action to take."

Godric Jones frowned and sat down. He tapped the table as he pondered over this.

"Hmm, about this— send our men over and be polite. We must not be rash.

"Firstly, try to find out if he is New Life Organization's spy. This is very important and we must get to the bottom of this with hard evidence."

The secretary quickly wrote it down in her notebook.

"Secondly, if the other party is not a spy but someone of great talent or ability, we must do our best to pull him over to the Intelligence Department at any cost.

"And most importantly, if he defected from New Life Organization, it is very likely that he knows something important about them. Let's see if we can find out what it is.

"Lastly, and that is the worst-case scenario. If he is a spy or an unstable existence in Wisdernia, don't report this matter to the higher-ups first. Gather the information and report to me first. I will make a decision then."

The secretary did not expect Godric to say that.

A wanted criminal by New Life Organization was highly regarded by their minister?

In the past, if there was such a person, the minister would undertake the most direct method, which was to capture and interrogate him.

But now, it seemed that Godric was trying to protect the wanted man.

"New Life Organization's Zero, what kind of person are you?"

In the Maintenance Department.

After a night had passed, Elrond stretched his limbs.

It had been a long time since he slept so soundly.

He knew that this was one of the few places that New Life Organization didn't know about.

Zate was a true master mechanic, a true D-class psionic.

At this point in time, he was one of the rare experts on Earth.

If he wanted to hide, it would be very difficult for New Life Organization to find this place.

However, what surprised Elrond was Zate was acquainted with Godric Jones, the minister of the Intelligence Department. Moreover, they were good friends.

Yesterday, he gave Godric a wonderful gift.

Now, the Intelligence Department would not find trouble with him for no rhyme or reason.

In his perspective, it should not happen. Yesterday, he had just made a mechanical arm that resembled a real arm. But today, he sent his subordinates to catch him. It wouldn't make any sense at all.

When Elrond walked out of the door, he could not help but salivate.

"I smell meat. It's the smell of braised pork belly."

In his previous life, Elrond was an Asian. But in this life, he was a Caucasian.

However, he would never forget the taste of braised pork belly.

He quickened his pace and walked to the living room. The place was still as messy as before and had not been tidied up. There was an extra table and a few chairs.

"Heyo Elrond, you're here. Come over and try the braised pork belly," Mary said enthusiastically.

Elrond came to the table and said, "Braised pork belly? This name sounds familiar. Is it delicious? Why are there so many fats?" Elrond acted as if he did not like it.

Mary smiled and said, "You have been influenced by your country's culture. Such a healthy diet. You don't eat the skin, the bones, or the innards and you also don't take any fats. Don't you think it's a huge waste of food?"

"Really? Fatty meat will increase our blood pressure, and it's hard to imagine that it will taste good?" Elrond said that, but he thought inwardly, "That's a lie, it's delicious! But if I don't put up this act, they will see through me."

"I used to think so too, but ever since I chanced upon an Asian recipe book, I changed my way of thinking.

"When eating meat, a mixture of lean and fats tastes the best!"

Mary gave a mysterious smile, picked up a piece for Elrond, and placed it in his bowl.

"Cough cough—" Zate coughed dryly.

Mary smiled and said, "You're acting like a child. Did I say I won't give you any?"

With that, she picked up two pieces and placed them into Zate's bowl.

After eating a mouthful of Braised Pork Belly, Elrond felt his soul sublimate.

The fats melted in his mouth, and the fragrant meat filled his cavity.

There was a look of enjoyment on his face.

Furthermore, he was using chopsticks instead of knives and forks. At this moment, he felt as if he had returned to the past.

However—

"Brat, who exactly are you? What is your motive in coming here?"

Zate's words interrupted his recollection.