Supremacy Games Chapter 299 - Countermeasures For All Of His Plans!

Chapter 299 - Countermeasures For All Of His Plans!

'I still need 25 seconds.' Felix brought the potion near Mr. Twelve's nose and waited for those seconds to pa.s.s.

The moment he saw that only one second left, Felix opened the lid of the bottle and let Mr. Twelve inhale the grey fog inside.

After seeing that the entire content was inhaled fully, Felix swiftly opened Mr. Twelve's mouth and fed him the rejuvenation potion one by one until his entire body was back in normal shape like it wasn't even touched.

Since Mr. Twelve's mind was healthy again, Felix created a minimized sleepiness aura on top of his head so he wouldn't wake up abruptly.

He then lifted Mr. Twelve and made him lean on the hovercar again, putting him in the exact same position he had previously.

After getting him affixed, he stepped back and started sizing up Mr. Twelve. 'Good, everything is exactly the same as earlier.'

Felix immediately jumped on his hovercar and flew tens of meters above. He then removed the sleepiness inducement from Mr. Twelve's head.

'Hopefully, he wouldn't notice anything strange.' Felix thought while gazing at Mr. Twelve opening up his eyes.

Mr. Twelve looked to his left and right while scratching his chin and then...Nothing, he just kept tapping his finger on his elbow, waiting patiently for Mr. Hire's arrival.

Honestly, Felix didn't know if Mr. Twelve noticed that something went missing, like 1 minute and 30 seconds of his life!

That's right!

The potion that Felix had just used was called *Memory Eraser 1.30*

It was capable of erasing the memories of everything that happened in the past 1 minute and 30 seconds without leaving a single trail behind!

The process was also smooth and harmless, not damaging the mind in the slightest!

Felix had five more of those potions each with a different set time and price. Ranging from erasing the memories in the minute, two minutes, three minutes, and he even had 15 minutes.

The potion that he used had costed him 6 million SC when he purchased it in Looby's shop during his shopping spree!

So when Felix said that it was time to rewind time, he was referring to Mr. Twelve waking up and forget about everything that happened in that duration!

Felix knew that Mr. Twelve would neither feel a headache or pain after he wakes up. He would utmost guess that he dozed off for a second or two.

Since he was already yawning lazily before, it wouldn't appear strange in his mind that he had closed his eyes to relax for a second or two.

Due to the fact that his body was fine, the area around him was the same, and everything else seemed normal, he wouldn't a.s.sume that he was ambushed, had his information taken, and finally his memories erased!

No one would a.s.sume so right off the bat. Not even the most paranoid individuals!

Felix was only worried that Mr. Twelve would glance at the time now and notice that 2 minutes had gone by.

If he was punctual and knew his time well, he would easily figure out the abnormal extra two minutes that were added.

When that happens, he would definitely ask the Queen if the bracelet's clock was messed up. She would obviously deny it.

By then, Mr. Twelve only needed to ask the magical question to the Queen, >Did something happen?<

The Queen would obviously not respond since it was a violation of her non-interference rules. But her silence was more than enough for Mr. Twelve to understand that something peculiar was going on.

He then would simply ask the Queen to run back the recording of the last two minutes, which she would gladly do since it was the doing of the bracelet and had nothing to do with her.

By then, Felix's scheme would be discovered.

Fortunately, Mr. Twelve just brought out a pack of cigarettes and started smoking one cooly. After seeing so, Felix didn't hesitate to speed away, heading back to the same suburb.

Mr. Twelve's situation could go wrong at any time and the only way to make sure that he wouldn't notice anything peculiar was to create a disturbance. Felix knew exactly what he needed to do.

"Queen send an anonymous tip to the police about suburb house's address.'

'As you wish.'

After hearing so, Felix pressed the acceleration b.u.t.ton and the car wheezed away. He wanted to inform the police now since he would utmost take two minutes to reach his destination.

By the time he made it, the police would be on their way, and Mr. Twelve would be sending messages to Mr. Hire.

Since he wouldn't receive any reply, he would know that something bad happened in the operation. Especially when he contacts the rest and ends up with the same result.

Felix believed that it was highly likely for Mr. Twelve to ride his hovercar and flew to the suburb as well.

But Felix wasn't worried in the slightest about him coming personally. He just kept flying and flying until he reached the same backyard.

This time, he looked at the home address and told the Queen to give it to the police.

Then, he parked the hovercar next to the other one and laid right between the corpses.

Unbothered about getting stained by the blood, he just closed his eyes and acted like he was asleep.

...

Meanwhile, on the roof of that hotel, Mr. Twelve was freaking out at the silent responses of Mr. Hire.

He already sent him more than 10 messages yet not a peep was heard from the other side. By now, he would be a fool to not realize that he was either dead or had his hand cut off.

'F*ck! How can they fail such a simple mission with all the gadgets given and even the Marauder poison?' He cursed in his mind while stepping inside the hovercar, 'F*cking useless primitives!'

Without further ado, he sped towards the suburb area while having his hovercar go invisible.

2 minutes or so later...

Mr. Twelve hovered tens of meters above the backyard, looking at the ma.s.sacre on the backyard with an ugly expression.

He easily spotted Mr. Hire even though his head was splattered. His black coat was unique in the backyard, which was filled with corpses of the mercenary squad.

Soon, he noticed Felix's body as well within the corpses. Yet, Mr. Twelve didn't feel delighted in the slightest.

He knew that it was impossible for him to touch Felix since he was trespa.s.sing on the planet and considered a non-native!

The moment he attempts to do so, the Queen would warn him only once to back off. If he didn't listen, he would be marked by the alliance as an offender.

This bore no good to him or the Organization as they would be hunted down for attacking a member of the alliance.

Even a single homeless on the street was protected by the laws of the alliance from outsiders. As long as he remained on his planet and the outsiders were transpa.s.sing without given permission by the Planet leader/leaders.

However, this only applied to outsiders or non-natives!

The Alliance wouldn't give a s.h.i.+t if another native killed the homeless, made him his toy, or gave him to the outsiders.

If it wasn't for so, the Organization wouldn't have bothered to contact natives like the Hiltons family to kidnap bloodliners for them.

They knew that as long as the Hiltons forces those kidnapped bloodliners to sign a slavery contract to keep their lives, they wouldn't be considered as earthlings anymore but as property to the Hiltons!

A property could be sold and purchased just like any commodity!

Just like this, the natives would be doing the bidding of the Organization.

If it came to be, they could give the natives Genome Specifier needles and they would be the ones extracting abilities for them.

Right now, Mr. Twelve could only look at Felix from afar, not daring to approach him. The Marauder poison, which was their greatest weapon, had turned into Mr. Twelve's curse!

After all, it was blocking the only way for him to capture Felix without worrying about the alliance's rules.

That was by letting Felix fire the first shot!

The moment that happened, Felix would lose the alliance's protection since it was impossible to block non-natives from defending themselves!

But since he was 'asleep' that plan wouldn't work anymore.

"Who did this? Why didn't he just take the target away after saving him?" Mr. Twelve pondered while bringing his hovercar to the ground. He stepped out and went to the closest corpse to him.

After reaching it and seeing that the bracelet was utterly destroyed, he felt like his heart was going to explode in fury.

He wanted to retrieve those bracelets as they would have recorded what happened here. The mercenary squad and even Mr. Hire were ordered to keep recording always.

However, looking at the obliterated bracelets, Mr. Twelve knew that the data was unsavable. And only the previous owner had the right to retrieve lost data from the Queen.

Unless they give access to their private data to others. But no one in his right mind would do that as it was too much of a term.

Peepo! Peepo!...

Abrupt siren noises resounded from further away, entailing the rapid approach of the police!

Based on the sound, Mr. Twelve guessed that they would be here in under 30 seconds!

"You mother f*cker!!"

Bam!

Livid and somewhat spooked, Mr. Twelve couldn't help but curse while kicking a corpse away!

He was just about to ask the Organization to send another middle-man native here to pick up Felix and take him in a desolate place!

After all, it didn't need to be Mr. Hire. Just any native would do the trick!

However, after hearing the sirens, that plan was destroyed just as it took root in his mind!

No wonder he felt spooked! Felix had literally predicted all of his plans beforehand and made sure to create countermeasures for them while he was still acting asleep!

All of this so he would remain in the dark!

Meanwhile, Mr. Twelve didn't remain in the backyard to vent his anger as he swiftly connected those two blue hovercars with his bracelet and controlled them manually to fly after his hovercar.

He made all of them turn invisible before stopping at ten meters in the air.

Then, he just kept watching in irritation those police cars and SWAT vans surround the house without entering it.

They just kept aiming their guns at it while waiting for further instruction.