Chapter 522 Secret Mission
Brazil, Rio de Janeiro.
This is also the area hardest hit by the omnic crisis. The entire city is still slowly being rebuilt, and the messy and inferior houses have destroyed the beauty of the city.
Setia was sent here by the Vishkar Group to discuss cooperation with the mayor, but the mayor didn't seem to accept the Vishkar Group's help.
No matter what Setia said, whether it was to indicate the current situation or to look forward to the future, the mayor just didn't agree, so she had to contact Mr. Kopal from the management of Fiskar Group.
But even Mr. Kopal could not persuade the mayor to agree to cooperate with them. The mayor was determined and would not give in at all.
"Sorry, Mr. Kopal, but I'm afraid we're going to go with Calrado's suggestion."
The mayor rejected him just as decisively as he rejected Setea.
Calrado, wearing a blue suit, stood aside with his arms folded and watched quietly without saying a word. Setia and the mayor were separated by a desk, and Kopal's projection was to Setia's left.
"Ms. Mayor, you must be kidding. Our proposal is the best solution in every aspect. Fiskar Group's highly elastic beam technology is making the world a better place."
"Our technicians can reshape entire cities to their needs in a split second. Setya Vaswani is one of the best and most talented."
Kopal's illusory projection kept waving his arms and looking a little impatient.
"But your plan includes the favelas. They are already causing us a lot of headaches. With all due respect, Mr. Calrado knows this city better," the mayor said, putting his hands on the table.
"So you mean you don't trust us?" Setia asked. She pointed at the man in a blue suit standing on the right and criticized unceremoniously, "Callado's plan is ugly and clumsy, but we can do it for the slums." Better living conditions.”
She couldn't understand why the mayor was so stubborn. Then she saw that the photo frame hanging on the wall was crooked, and she couldn't help but frown. Everything in the world is regular, every line constructing the architectural model will be straight, and the fillers will also be regular.
She couldn't imagine how the mayor could tolerate a crooked picture frame hanging on the wall. The mayor was making a mistake.
She walked over to straighten the photo frame. The mayor turned his head and looked at her in confusion. He didn't understand why she had to pay attention to these useless little details. Obsessive-compulsive disorder?
After saying what she said last night, Setia felt a hint of disgust towards the mayor, so she just walked out the door without saying hello.
"Setya!" Kopal shouted.
"Poor choices, Fisk is making a better world."
Setia stood at the door and said this, then turned the door handle and walked out.
After a soft sound, the mayor looked away. She thought this so-called genius was strange, maybe a little arrogant.
"We have nothing else to do. Madam Mayor, I hope you will reconsider." Kopal ended the conversation with this sentence.
After walking out of the city hall building, Sethia stepped on the steps and looked into the distance. Suddenly I felt that my behavior just now was very rude and even a little disrespectful.
"Maybe I should walk back to the hotel and sober up," she thought.
Looking down, Setia saw a group of people below holding handwritten cards, raising their arms and shouting something. These unruly people, combined with the rows of disorganized low-rise houses, reminded her of her childhood in Hyderabad...in her hometown.
This place could be beautiful, tidy, full of order and light, but why do they turn a blind eye?
Why are they protesting? Why do they want to live in that filthy slum?
Setia couldn't find the answer, and she didn't expect to find the correct answer from these people who didn't understand the rules. She pushed through the bustling crowd, the dirty smell bothering her.
"Miss."
As soon as Setia squeezed out of the crowd, she saw a little girl wearing a white skirt standing in front of her. She looked up at her, her timid look reminded her of her own childhood.
The little girl had an angelic face, a perfect island floating in this sea of sorrow.
"Are you okay? Are you lost?" the little girl asked innocently.
"I'm fine, but I'm definitely... a little lost."
The little girl took the initiative to hold her hand and said, "I can help you."
"Follow me..."
In this way, Setia, led by the little girl, walked out of this chaotic place surrounded by low houses.
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"Goodbye and thank you."
Setia waved goodbye to the little girl.
"Goodbye!"
The little girl also waved her hand, then turned and ran away. She had no purpose other than simply being helpful. Only children would do this, adults would not waste time getting you where you want to go.
As you grow older, your nature becomes colder.
Setia watched the little girl leave, and then murmured, "It's almost... exactly the same as when I was a child. We must get the contract and make her life and everyone else's life better... no matter what the means."
At night, Setia took off the photon architect's uniform and put on her own combat uniform for secret missions. The dress's dropped front and rear skirts were like swallowtails, and the added mechanical left arm allowed her to better control high-intensity beams.
She appears on the roof of a building.
"Karlado has complete security measures, you have to be fully prepared."
"The group wants this contract, Setya. This is what we deserve. Find out if he has anything shameful."
This is the last order given to her by her immediate boss, Sai Ya.
Setya used a photon transmitter and her ability to control light beams to build a photon bridge emitting blue light between the two buildings.
She stepped on the seemingly transparent bridge, but she was not worried about falling down at all. She was confident in her ability to control the light beam.
The building opposite was Karlado's company building.
Sai Ya always said that she was different. Everyone said so, and they always discussed what she was suitable for. Although she used to dislike such tasks, she knew that this was the truth.
Now she no longer dislikes it because no one has her ability.
She can enter any room through the teleportation panel. At this time, she found a very important document in an office.
Setya read greedily. It turned out that Karlado controlled the housing in the slums, but it was illegal. All the inferior housing in the entire city was controlled by him, but... no abnormal content was found.
Suddenly, she heard footsteps, and when she turned around, she saw several people approaching her with ray guns.
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