"Senator, the journalists have prepared everything; here is the list of questions for this speech."
Trask handed the file to Patrick, diligently performing his duties.
Although he isn't a secretary, compared to one he only lacks one thing he can't do.
Of course, if Senator Patrick's tastes are unique enough, Bolivar isn't out of the question… Patrick is pleased with Bolivar's work attitude, and the Pioneer Company is run by him in perfect order.
He originally thought that repeatedly vetoing Trask's plans would make him dissatisfied, but Trask still worked earnestly.
So Patrick couldn't help but say, "When I step down from the Senate, I'll propose to the successor to appropriately support your plan."
Bolivar's face lit up with surprise, and he quickly nodded in thanks.
But once Patrick took the stage to begin his performance, Trask's expression turned cold.
Patrick's words just now made Bolivar declare a death sentence against Patrick.
Step down?
Patrick's resignation would take at least three years, and whether his successor would listen is a huge question mark; the only concrete thing Bolivar heard from that statement was—
During Patrick's term, his experimental plans should be abandoned!
Given that, Bolivar could only continue to think of himself.
Patrick's speech was successful; the awakened one act indeed aligns with the public's interests, but a small incident occurred at the venue.
A small group of Awakened burst onto the scene, ramming Patrick with a tirade, claiming his awakened one act was a form of racial discrimination.
These Awakened had no impressive powers, so they were quickly escorted away by security.
Such sudden events are normal for a speech; in front of the public, Patrick, like the retiring Prime Minister after the Neon Days, was magnanimous and said he wouldn't pursue the matter.
After the commotion, everyone knew the Awakened inside harbored strong opinions against Patrick.
"Senator Lance's method is really effective," Bolivar chuckled backstage.
If he acted alone, he'd simply find a scapegoat Awakened to take down Patrick, but Lance taught him this trick.
By pre‑emptively exposing the conflict between the Awakened and Patrick, he gives the public a mental prelude, so after something happens to Patrick the public will more easily accept an Awakened as the culprit.
"Indeed, these politicians play dirty," Bolivar shook his head.
He is a scientist; only forced by circumstances would he collude with someone like Senator Lance.
That evening, Patrick finished his day's itinerary and was on his way back.
Aside from their three vehicles, there were no other cars on the highway.
Patrick sat in the middle, second vehicle, with bodyguards both in front and behind.
Boom!
The first vehicle suddenly exploded, the whole car being ripped upward.
Fortunately, the driver of Patrick's car was quick‑witted and slammed the steering wheel, avoiding being crushed by the wreckage.
But a distant beam shot straight into Patrick's car tire; losing balance, the vehicle tipped over onto its side.
The last car rushed over to block them, and the bodyguards quickly got out and fired toward the beam's source; that's when they saw a man standing there, the beam emanating from his fists.
"Awakened!"
The crowd gasped, firing at the man; it was clear he had no combat experience and was lost in his own triumph, forgetting to dodge and getting shredded like a sieve.
But the bodyguards didn't let their guard down, as the ground began to tremble.
Thump thump thump!
They swiftly turned their guns, only to see a hulking man charging at them; his physique was massive, but his left arm was even larger than his body.
The hulking man used his left arm as a shield, barreling toward the bodyguards; although the guards fired, bullets only left small dents on his arm and did not impede him at all.
Boom!
The Awakened hulker smashed the bodyguards' vehicle into two sections, killing all the guards.
Only Patrick remained at the scene.
Clack clack clack!
When Patrick thought his fate was sealed, a rapid footstep sound came from not far away.
Patrick looked and saw—Bolivar!
"Bolivar, save me!" Patrick shouted loudly.
But he then saw the hulking Awakened bow his head to Bolivar, retreating behind him.
"You..." Patrick couldn't believe his eyes, pointing bewilderedly at Bolivar, "Are you two in cahoots?"
Bolivar's expression was serious; he did not deny it.
By his own logic, Bolivar shouldn't have been there.
But the Awakened he sought refused to trust him, insisting he come along; to avoid leaking information, Bolivar had to handle this himself.
"Kill him!"
Bolivar ignored Patrick's words; the situation had reached a point of no return, so he calmly sent Patrick on his way.
The hulking Awakened didn't hesitate, slapping Patrick onto the car; blood poured from his mouth, and he seemed near death.
At that moment Bolivar quickly grabbed a guard's pistol from the ground, and while the hulking Awakened faced away, he fired at the back of his head.
"Bang bang bang bang bang!"
The Awakened's vital spot was hit; without a word, he collapsed and died instantly.
Bolivar was ready to embrace his new life; why leave such a loose end?
He swiftly wiped his fingerprints and slipped the gun into the nearest guard's hand; he knew the ballistics analysis might be flawed, but he trusted that Senator Lance would finish the job.
After doing all that, Bolivar hurried away, carefully erasing his footprints as he left.
But Bolivar didn't realize that everything he did was in vain, as Fang Yuan had already captured every move with his camera.
The reason the hulking Awakened insisted Bolivar be present was thanks to Fang Yuan's Telepathy.
He was the one shouting for the Awakened to fight, and also the one cleaning up their mess.
"Sigh, I've truly exhausted myself for the Awakened," Fang Yuan shook his head, "No, we must train on Mystique later."
He also needs to soothe Charles and the others, because after tonight the Awakened will definitely face a massive upheaval.
He felt no remorse at all, because the Awakened's mess was caused entirely by his own hand.
The strong never complain about the environment, because they are the ones who ruin it.
"Everything is for Wat; don't get hung up on the details," the Father of Wat said.
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