Chapter 262: Exclusive Weapons Issued to All

Behind the conference table.

Carter leaned lazily against the back of his chair.

A sinister cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Then.

Without hesitation, he was the first to raise his right hand.

"I agree."

Following Carter's declaration.

Around the conference table.

Those high-ranking executives in suits and leather shoes exchanged glances.

Then.

One hand after another was raised.

"Seconded."

"Agreed."

"We must counterattack; we cannot let Dragon Country act so recklessly!"

Swish, swish, swish.

Looking around, arms were raised one by one.

The Grand Elder swept a cold gaze over the entire hall.

He nodded slightly.

"Since more than two-thirds agree."

"Then, this joint encirclement resolution is officially passed."

The Grand Elder lowered his hands.

"Shortly, I will personally issue orders to those seven nations, instructing them within tomorrow's World Battlefield..."

"Wait."

Just then.

Carter suddenly spoke, interrupting the Grand Elder.

The Grand Elder frowned slightly and looked at Carter.

"Carter, do you have any other issues?"

Carter stood up.

He adjusted his suit collar, a proud smile on his face.

"Grand Elder."

"I have another proposal."

Carter's gaze swept the entire room.

"I propose."

"That while issuing the encirclement orders, we require these seven nations to provide all their students entering the World Battlefield..."

"... with their Exclusive Weapons!"

Upon hearing this.

The entire conference room instantly fell into dead silence.

Immediately after.

A wave of discussion erupted.

Even the Grand Elder's brows furrowed.

"Carter."

The Grand Elder stared at him.

"Is this really necessary?"

"Seven nations, a total of one hundred and forty top geniuses."

"This is already a slaughter with no suspense; do we really need everyone to wear Exclusive Weapons? This seems like making a mountain out of a molehill."

The other elders present also nodded in agreement one after another.

Exclusive Weapons are national-level strategic reserves!

How could they be casually issued to new students?

Facing everyone's doubts.

Carter was not in a hurry.

He spoke slowly:

"Everyone."

"I understand your thoughts."

"One hundred and forty people fighting twenty is indeed a crushing defeat."

"Moreover, even if we all believe that Dragon Country's record-breaking achievement was likely due to a Fuben-specialized class exploiting some rule loophole."

"But."

Carter's voice was low, his gaze ruthless:

"We cannot underestimate the enemy."

"Everyone, do not forget, that is a record within one minute!"

"Such an exaggerated record, I truly cannot imagine how that so-called Fuben-specialized class managed it."

"I recall they in Dragon Country have a saying that goes well: 'Even when a lion wrestles a rabbit, it uses its full strength.'"

Carter sneered.

"So..."

"I believe we must take precautions."

"What if this Dragon Country Long Xu Ban, besides that Team Fuben-specialized class, has produced other classes we cannot even imagine?"

Carter's speech made the murmurs in the conference room quiet down a bit.

The Grand Elder frowned slightly and said calmly:

"Carter, but have you considered that the number of specialized weapons needed to arm twenty people is not small for some small nations."

Hearing this, Carter smiled.

He shrugged, spread his hands open, with a look of complete indifference on his face.

"Grand Elder."

"For those small nations, whether the quantity is large or small, whether they can bear it, what does that have to do with us, the Adams family?"

"Do they dare to refuse us?"

Carter sneered again:

"Besides..."

"Taking so many specialized weapons in, after the siege on Dragon Country ends, do you guess they will start having crooked thoughts about the specialized weapons in others' hands?"

"After all, in the Ten Thousand Nations Battlefield, life and death are disregarded; this has always been the unwritten rule."

"At that time, we, the Adams family, will step in to mediate, and casually confiscate a portion of the specialized weapons as mediation fees."

"Isn't that quite good?"

Once these words were spoken.

The entire conference room fell silent.

Everyone was digesting Carter's words.

Just at this moment.

"Hahahaha!"

Across the conference table, a middle-aged man with a large belly pointed at Carter, his eyes full of admiration.

"Carter, oh Carter, I have to say, when it comes to treachery, I, damn it, bow to you!"

"You are truly a damn genius!"

"Not only do they pay and exert themselves, but in the end, they still get cut by us for a harvest."

"I like this proposal!"

Following this high-ranking official's laughter.

In the conference room.

More and more high-ranking officials began to nod.

Some even whistled.

Carter looked at the reactions of the people around him, his chin lifted slightly, his face full of arrogance and pride.

The Grand Elder sat in the first seat, looking deeply at Carter.

Afterwards.

He paused.

"Fine."

"Then, regarding the proposal to require the seven nations to issue one hundred and forty specialized weapons for the joint siege on the Dragon Country Long Xu Ban in the Ten Thousand Nations Battlefield."

"Now."

"Initiate the second vote."

The meeting ended.

As the doors opened, the high-ranking officials of the Adams family walked out with smiles on their faces.

Carter stepped out from the crowd and immediately saw Arthur leaning against the wall nearby, waiting for his news.

"Uncle Carter."

"How did it go?"

Seeing Carter come out, Arthur forced himself to stand straight and yawned.

"Did those old fellows pass the resolution?"

Carter walked up to Arthur, reached out to pat his shoulder, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What else could it be?"

"Of course it passed."

Carter walked forward while sneering:

"Our face has almost been trampled into the mud by Dragon Country; even if those old fellows are conservative, they can't sit still anymore."

Arthur followed beside Carter.

"So, tomorrow is the seven nations' siege on Dragon Country?"

"Yes."

Carter paused, turned his head to look at Arthur.

"Not only that."

"I also made a small suggestion, which was just approved as well."

"I will have the Grand Elder issue the order."

"Requiring those seven nations to issue specialized weapons to all their students entering the Ten Thousand Nations Battlefield tomorrow."

Hearing this.

Arthur stopped in his tracks.

He frowned, a flicker of surprise passing through his eyes.

"All wearing specialized weapons? One hundred and forty heavenly geniuses from various nations equipped with specialized weapons? All"

Carter nodded with a smile.

"That's right."

"One hundred and forty elites with specialized weapons against twenty Dragon Order Ban students from Dragon Nation."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

Carter sighed.

"Arthur."

"What a pity."

"It seems you won't have the chance to fight this year's Dragon Order Ban students personally."

Arthur's brows furrowed, and a trace of contempt appeared on his face.

"Uncle Carter, is this really necessary?"

"One hundred and forty people fighting twenty is already absurd enough; now everyone must be equipped with specialized weapons?"

Arthur's eyes were full of disdain.

"Just how much influence does that Lin Mo have? Is it worth us going to such great lengths?"

"Even if he is good at clearing Team Fubens, facing one hundred and forty peers who are elites, there is no way to turn the tables; now equipping all one hundred and forty of them with specialized weapons..."

"Are we not overestimating them?"

Seeing Arthur's dismissive attitude.

Carter's smile faded.

He stopped walking.

"Arthur."

Carter turned his head, staring at him sternly.

Arthur was slightly stunned.

He rarely saw Uncle Carter wear such an expression.

"Remember this."

"This is real combat, true combat, not your playground arena."

"Specialized weapons? We aren't the ones providing them; we are just moving our lips. The ones dying won't be our people."

"Do I need to teach you the story of the lion wrestling the rabbit again?"

Arthur pressed his lips together.

Although he still felt in his heart that it was making a mountain out of a molehill.

But under Carter's pressure, he still lowered his head.

"I understand."

Carter looked at him, his tone softening slightly.

"Arthur."

"You must understand."

"It is better to be accused of bullying the few with the many."

"Than to crash because of carelessness."

"Remember."

"Never, never leave your enemy any chance to create a miracle."

Saying this, Carter adjusted his suit.

"Let's go, wait quietly for tomorrow's good show to begin."

Arthur raised his head.

A trace of coldness flashed in his sapphire-blue eyes.

"Yes."

"Uncle Carter."

The two walked side by side, disappearing at the end of the corridor.