perfect savior

Chapter 76 Half a Step Slow
The time returns to 218 minutes ago.

On the fourth floor of the Schmidt Building, gunpowder smoke filled the air, the tongue of fire licked the concrete wall, and cracks spread on the load-bearing columns of the underground parking lot.

The miniature bomb is "miniature" in size, and its power is not small. With the current human technology, it is enough for a fist-sized explosive to destroy a small dam!
However, sacrificing a family member, risking being buried in the ground, and setting animal traps in his own territory, was still escaped by the blond woman.

In the flames and smoke, Edward Schmidt was expressionless. The high temperature and choking smoke could not cause him any damage.

"Father!"

A voice came from a distance, and Jacob Schmidt rushed into the fire and stood beside his father.

Different from his father's calmness, Jacob Schmidt's face was flushed, his breathing was difficult, and his skin was scorched black.

"Jacob." Edward glanced at his second son:
"Are you suffering from the flames?"

"Father, I..." Jacob paused, and said with a wry smile:
"I'm not as strong as you, yes, I'm a little out of breath, my skin and eyeballs hurt."

"I'm in pain too." Edward patted him on the shoulder:

"However, what hurts me is that in a few hours, our Schmidt family may disappear completely."

"Father..." Jacob felt a chill in his heart, and looked at the healthy and healthy old man in front of him for help.

Jacob is 37 years old and graduated from an Ivy League school. He is very capable, and he is not a plump kid who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun.

Like most people, Jacob began to break away from his father's authority in his adulthood when his wisdom and physique gradually became stronger, making independent judgments, swallowing his teeth even after knocking out his teeth, and never easily revealing his weak emotions.

In recent months, however, everything has changed.

The sons and daughters who had grown up long ago came to their father again, as if they had returned to their childhood.

The family hides secrets, power runs in Schmidt's blood, Jacob Schmidt thought, looking eagerly at his father in the flames.

"Leave here first." Edward grabbed the second son's shoulders and stepped across the flames in two or three steps. They pushed open the slanted secret door, left the fourth floor, and continued down.

The basement of the Schmidt Building has several more floors.

Pop, pop, the two of them landed on the ground and came to the huge luxuriously decorated room. The heads of rare animals were embedded in the walls, a complete Tyrannosaurus skeleton stood proudly on the crimson blanket, and the ceiling was covered with shiny lights. Diamonds and jewels, on closer inspection, are distributed exactly like the starry sky above the northern hemisphere in autumn.

Several members of the Schmidt family are already waiting here.

Under everyone's gaze, Edward shook his head slowly:
"She ran away."

Exclamations and short curses sounded, and some women even began to cry silently.

"Don't worry, things will turn around." Edward chuckled:

"From now on, do what you should do. You don't need to hide your strength deliberately. If you are discovered, you just need to say [this is the secret of the Schmidt family]."

"Jacob, Randall, Eminia, the three of you, are responsible for destroying all sensitive things under the Schmidt Building... most importantly, hiding the entrance to [that road]."

"Then, live normally and communicate normally."

"Muriel, you go out with me." Edward called his sixth daughter over, gave a few instructions to everyone, and left the underground with her, entering a dark limousine.

While Muriel Schmidt drove, Edward sat in the back, dressed appropriately.

"Father, let's go to... Colum's house now?"

"Muriel, you are always so smart. That's right, since my grandfather's generation, the uninterrupted political donations over the years should be rewarded."

Muriel was a little worried:
"Father, this matter... Can Kelun and the others handle it? After all, it's a temple..."

"I can't bear it." Edward said firmly:
"The extraordinary organization standing in the mist and the peak, the temple, no one on earth can withstand such a huge pressure."

"Then is it useful to find Mr. Collen?"

"It's useful. That blond woman is just a tester, not even a full member, and my goal is not to completely remove the suspicion, but..." The strong old man paused, and continued:
"Instead, it seeks that FSIA treat us as [human beings]."

"It doesn't matter what they do to investigate, and it doesn't matter if they demolish the Schmidt Building. As long as it doesn't come up as an armed attack, we will be fine."

"But... can the politicians we have funded over the years really affect FSIA?"

"Son, you are very smart, but you don't understand politics, let alone people."

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In the next few hours, Muriel drove Edward around Washington State. In North America, each state has a high level of governance, and even the Federation cannot intervene casually. As long as the joints of a state are opened, Things are more than half done.

The muscular old man visited one high and powerful figure after another. Muriel watched them talking happily, as if they were old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, but a tacit understanding had been reached between cautious temptation and exchange of interests.

Finally, Edward Schmidt made a few more calls to Washington, D.C.

The Schmidt family has taken root in Seattle over the years, worked hard for generations, and played a decisive role tonight.

Facing the mysterious temple, of course no one is willing to go against the will of this extraordinary organization.

But if a large business family that seems to have kept its own law and order for many years only asks for "appropriate and basic human rights", it doesn't seem to be a big deal.

As the sun rose and the maple trees were covered with morning dew, Edward Schmidt completed the race against the clock.

"Huh..." He closed his eyes wearily. Even though his physical strength was far beyond that of ordinary people, it was not easy to fight with the old foxes all night.

"Father." Muriel turned around:
"Randall and Jacob called and took care of it, [that road] also..."

"Don't say this outside." Edward Schmidt interrupted his daughter. Even in the specially treated car, the old man remained cautious.

"That way" is the biggest secret of the Schmidt family, and it is also a deadly evidence against humanity that cannot be lost.

"Yes, Father." Muriel responded softly, and just when she was about to say something, the phone rang again.

She pressed the answer button, talked for a long time with the person on the other end of the phone, and finally set a time.

"Father, this is Colonel Andrew James of the FSIA. I arranged for you to meet at ten o'clock in the morning... Sorry, I can only delay so long."

"You've done a good job, Andrew... The military background is indeed vigorous and decisive, but ah, it's still half a step behind me, an old man."

(End of this chapter)