In the chat room of the Digital Group, members grumbled, "What's going on? We invested so many resources, only to produce such feeble 'weapons'?"
"Number 18, you are responsible for this failure!"
Zero Creation was also very annoyed, feeling he had misplaced his trust in Number 18. The original plan was to show the freelancers lurking in the shadows the "hollowness" of the Bureau of Mystic Security, and then find a way to recruit them.
But now, it had turned into a grand showcase for the Bureau of Mystic Security, inadvertently setting the stage for their enemies. What kind of mess was this!?
Zero Creation stopped watching and went offline.
This was already a statement of sorts. Number 18 shuddered, knowing he had messed up. But he had already played all his cards and very much wanted to remedy the situation, yet he was completely out of options.
