bookbashuk Chapter 103 The Untold Story Between the Alliance and the Wooden Chair
Chapter 103 The Untold Story Between the Alliance and the Wooden Chair
Chapter 103 The Untold Story Between the Alliance and the Wooden Chair
What is an exception? How is it defined?
This is a question that has been debated in the field of the supernatural for centuries.
In the eyes of many colleagues, the anomaly is "a rare animal that defies common sense but is worth studying and even protecting."
They are like a group of hamsters with severe obsessive-compulsive disorder. Even if it is a pizza that can be infinitely replicated, or a talking reptile that even wants to destroy the world, they will number it, build an expensive storage place for it, and then feed it well, euphemistically calling it "research and control".
But in the league's view, this behavior is simply—a bit crazy.
If your neighbor had a chair that could teleport into your lungs and kill you when you didn't want to sit on it, what would you do?
Would you lock it up and record the frequency of its teleportation every day?
The Alliance would simply throw it into the wood chipper, and even if it continued to teleport after turning into wood chips, they would burn it and scatter the ashes into the sea.
This is the core philosophy of the alliance: survival.
In the alliance's definition, anomalies are often directly equated with threats.
Whether it is a divine entity, an unknown magical creation, or some kind of meme virus.
It is an enemy as long as it poses a threat to human sovereignty, survival, and the continuation of normal society.
Although they may see some abnormal people who seem "harmless," or even some seemingly beneficial things like "remedies that can cure diseases."
But the league doesn't believe in free lunches.
If a phenomenon cannot be explained by modern science and there is a potential, uncontrollable risk of outbreak, then even if it does not pose a threat now, the GOC will put it on its "watch list".
If it crosses the line, the alliance will "actively intervene"—that is, perform physical exorcism.
Because of this difference in core philosophy, the alliance does not have a large "storage department" in the conventional sense.
Because the Alliance doesn't need to build thousands of sites to act as prisons to contain all sorts of anomalies.
The league only has one "parking point".
Just like this place right in front of me.
It was not a home, not a prison; it was a transit point to the incinerator, the last and temporary residence for death row inmates.
Pei Qi stood in front of the observation window with his hands behind his back, his eyes through the tactical goggles coldly watching the chaotic scene below.
Even with a strong soundproofing system, the hall still felt incredibly noisy, enough to make anyone's sanity plummet.
Sadako's videotape is vibrating wildly, the statue of Mahakala is bleeding, the coffin lid of the zombie is throbbing uncontrollably, and the Annabelle doll is banging its head against reinforced glass.
"It's so lively!"
Pei Qi sighed and rubbed his throbbing temples.
Since the outbreak of the globally impactful "Parasyte incident," it's as if Pandora's box has been opened, or some kind of world rule's suppressor has been shattered.
Following this, all sorts of unusual events around the world erupted like a geyser.
While the description may be somewhat exaggerated, it does not reach the point of "global order collapsing" or "the end of the world."
Governments around the world are still operating, stock markets are still fluctuating, and ordinary people are still worrying about mortgage payments.
However, it is an undeniable fact that unusual events, which were once rare to see even once a year, are now increasing in number at a visible pace.
Previously, releasing one or two Keter-level figures a month was big news, but now?
If Angela's morning briefing doesn't include more than three Euclid-level alerts, Pei Qi will wonder if there's a bug in the system.
These unusual items from all over Asia are the best proof of this.
They were piled up like mountains, waiting to be processed.
This directly led to a surge in the workload of GOC.
It is no exaggeration to say that all members of the alliance, from the highest council to the cleaning staff responsible for cleaning the floors, are now on standby 24 hours a day.
In the league, if you can sleep for four hours straight without being woken up by an alarm, you're practically on vacation!
Even top combat talents like Arima Kishou, known as the "White Reaper," have almost no time to rest.
He was like a tireless firefighter, carrying his Narukami and IXA, shuttling back and forth between one high-risk scene after another.
In the morning, they might be slaying parasites in Tokyo, by noon they might be flying to Seoul to deal with the lust monsters in Sweet Home, and in the evening they might be heading to Southeast Asia to suppress the riots of sorcerers.
From tiny, sentient toilets that bite, to massive projections of evil gods attempting to descend, all fall within the Alliance's purview.
"Is this what they mean by 'with great power comes great responsibility, and with it, the more overtime you have to work'?"
This means that Pei Qi, as the highest-ranking official of the Alliance's Asian branch, a powerful figure who holds a position of absolute authority in some small countries, sometimes has to personally handle some troublesome, complicated, and threatening abnormal events.
Just like the previous "human head balloon" incident.
According to normal procedures, disasters of this level should be handled by the specialized [Physical Department - Strike Team 108].
Unfortunately, several nearby strike teams were dealing with an even more troublesome anomaly at the time—[Ju-on: Kayako].
That was no ordinary incident, not something to be taken lightly.
Pei Qi felt a headache coming on whenever he thought about that report.
Kayako's curse belongs to the "Causality Virus".
Once the seal on that house breaks, the curse will spread like a plague through the internet, videos, and even word of mouth.
If the situation is not handled properly, the entire city could become a ghost town where no one can survive.
Therefore, in order to suppress the pale-faced woman crawling around the room, headquarters mobilized almost half of the elite forces from the Japanese branch, and even used an experimental [psychic interference field].
The front lines are under heavy pressure, while the rear is vulnerable.
In the event of an emergency like the "human head balloon" incident, the only recourse is to report the situation up the chain of command and request assistance.
Ultimately, the application was transferred to Pei Qi, who happened to be free.
Thus, the scene of the Asian governor personally going on an "incognito visit" came about.
Although these things caused quite a commotion, with some screaming and others banging against the wall, they did look quite frightening.
Pei Qi sneered and lightly tapped the observation window with his finger.
But a closer look reveals that all their arrogance is largely confined to the few dozen square meters of space in the containment room.
Under the combined effect of the domineering dimensional suppression of the [Reality Stabilizing Anchor] and the [Mind Blocking Alloy] cast in the wall interlayer.
These anomalies, which were moved here because the frontline combat teams "could not destroy them on the spot" or "were of research value," are like tigers with their teeth pulled, unable to cause any trouble.
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