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Chapter 1121: Darwin Award

    Chapter 1121: Darwin Award


    <span style="font-weight:400">When the twins told me about their discovery rted to the Origin of Fate, I was honestly surprised. To be fair, I hadn’t even been fully aware of the limitations of their power. Whenever we needed them to use their abilities, they always seemed to have enough power to do so. From the looks of things, they just tried to use their Origin form as little as possible, so that they didn’t burn through their energy.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Given the cost of replicating the Origin’s power with Lena’s ability, it is safe to say that we won’t have any form of recement for her any time soon. Not that we should really need on, especially once she was able to ess more of her power.


    <span style="font-weight:400">With that said, there was still a fair bit to go before true Origins began to appear. There was still so much that we just didn’t know about them, as proven by this new discovery.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Naturally, I gave my blessing for the two of them to continue with the Avenger weapon production. The way I saw it, as long as the weapons weren’t mishandled, the benefits severely outweighed the risks. Granted, I could see some rather obvious ws with how the weapon was set up.


    <span style="font-weight:400">For instance, if someone escaped the area just before a disaster, and the Avenger was used on the area to eliminate the creature that had caused that disaster. In that case, the escaped survivors would be caught up in the effect, even if they had made it to safety.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Because of this, the weapons were truly only for the most dire of threats, where just a few lives couldn’t possiblypare to the billions that would be killed by letting a monster roam free.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That said, the very fact that they can do this makes me believe that there is a more effective way to kill such creatures. However, doing so would require the Origin to actively use her power, which obviously isn’t something that she can do regrly. Otherwise, she could just go to the scene of the disaster, and personally release a more controlled version of the Avenger.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Regardless, that was all something to think about when she was able to y a more active role in the world.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">Lenaid on her bed, idly kicking her legs in the air above her as she scrolled through the different conversations that she had recorded with her divine power. Currently, it was the turn of the former ‘White Shadow’ Lena to go and y with Lifre, so she was keeping herself entertained by seeing if there was anything important to be found in this information.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Because of how the technique she used worked, there was a limit to this form of intelligence gathering. She could attach keywords to filter the information, but otherwise she had to choose between scrolling through manually, or downloading several hundred sets of recorded dialogue every day directly into her mind.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Even Lena did not feelfortable doing that on such arge scale. If it were one or two organizations that she had infiltrated, it would be fine. Four or five, she’d start to find annoying to keep track of all of the information flooding into her head, but she could deal with it. But, when it reached more than a hundred criminal organizations?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yeah, it was filters and manual scrolling for her. Unfortunately, filters were notoriously ineffective when working with monitoring powers like this, precisely because they were so well established. It was amon belief that the Greater Pantheon had filters in ce to look for anyone referencing certain terms like the Keeper, so criminals did their best to bypass that by speaking in a barely concealed code.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As for cracking the code and setting <em><span style="font-weight:400">those</em><span style="font-weight:400"> filters? Every organization had their own, unique way of handling it. Without a unified code, she could only hope for one of them to slip up.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ultimately, this led to her having to spend quite a bit of time scrolling through conversations to look for any interesting topics. Not Cecilia’s bean casserole recipe that she learned from her mother, or Elizabeth’s steamy encounters with her partner. No, she needed actual, actionable content.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Sometimes, she would split her consciousness, uses dozens of avatars at once just to give her more eyes to skim through the recordings. For the moment, she wasn’t quite <em><span style="font-weight:400">that</em><span style="font-weight:400"> bored, but she was getting there.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As she thought about the possibility of creating avatars, Lena’s brow perked, and she sat up, staring at a line of text on the screen before her. “Okay, yeah, red g detected.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She took a deep breath, pulling her head back. “Seniooooor! I found an idiot!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Lena had left her door open, allowing her voice to travel throughout the halls. Now… she could have easily just asked Hermes to send a message for her. However, she knew that there were three different avatars of Tsubaki cleaning her pce at any given time.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Sure enough, roughly a minuteter, Tsubaki knocked on the frame of her doorway, stepping inside. “I was told that you wanted to see me?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Lena grinned, rolling over to sit up on her bed. “Yeah! Well, I wish that the situation in which I was required to call you didn’t ur, but yeah! I found a real moron that could <em><span style="font-weight:400">very</em><span style="font-weight:400"> easily be a problem.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Tsubaki arched her brow when she heard that, gesturing for Lena to continue. “So, there’s this crime family on Earth, the Scarlets. They tend to fly under the radar, never openly performing a violent crime. However, they are weapon smugglers, and have contacts in severalbs.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I just caught wind that they’re wanting to acquire an Avenger, and n to have one of the weapons go missing before it can be sent over to another organization. Typically, I’d just put a pin in that conversation, and alert the authorities. I mean, the Avenger is a totally scary weapon, but the theft is still a mundane enough crime.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What made you change your mind?” Tsubaki asked, her eyes narrowing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“The group that they’re nning to sell the Avenger to is on one of my watchlists. As in, potentially anti-Keeper watchlist. I figured… if a group like that got ahold of the Avenger, they wouldn’t need to target the boss. All they would need to do is target anywhere that he has ever been, and they can get the job done.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Tsubaki’s eyes widened when she heard this, before her pupils shrank and her eyes narrowed dangerously. “Did they happen to give any details, such as when the transfer would be taking ce, or when the weapon would be stolen?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Lena nodded her head. “Well, the transfer won’t be scheduled until after the weapon has been secured. However, they’re nning to talk to their guy on the inside about sneaking one of the weapons out for themter this week. From the conversation that they had, they’re nning to sneak it out, scan it to remove the patent tag, and then sell the Digital Conversion file. As long as they do that and sneak the weapon back into the warehouse in time, nobody would know that it had been stolen.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Tsubaki paused, curious about that. “Removing the tag? Is that something that is easy to do?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Not really, but you can do it with the right skillset.” Lifre nodded her head. “Smugglers use a special DC Hack in order to remove any and all tags from an item, making it so that they can either produce their own weapons based on the schematic file, or they can sell the file itself if the price is right.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Tsubaki gave a grave nod of her head. “This can certainly not be allowed to stand.” Tsubaki realized that she was starting to understand better how the Keeper processed time, as it didn’t feel that long ago when the file patent add-on had been implemented. However, this happened decades ago, giving more than enough time for people to identify a measure around it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Do you want to go for the Scarlets, or the gged organization that they nned to sell to?” Lena asked, Tsubaki considering the question.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Personally, I would prefer to remove both parties from the equation. If only one is taken down, the other could find alternative methods to achieve their goals. However, it is fine to let the regr police handle the Scarlets. Although they were involved in this, they were only a middle-man, given what you have described.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“The other organization, however, is showing a clear and hostile intention. One that is likely to be directed at none other than my Keeper. Moreover, they are showing a willingness to act by gathering weapons of mass destruction.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Because of that, I will personally pay that group a visit, while you alert the police about the actions of the Scarlet family, under the name of Olympus.” If Lena were to tip them off as herself, there was a chance that nobody would believe her. However, if she was acting as the Keeper’s voice, that was another matter.


    <span style="font-weight:400">At that point, their guilt or innocence would be inconsequential. The direct subordinates of the Keeperbeled someone as guilty, and that would be all that they needed to know.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Lena nodded her head, already pulling out her terminal. “The other organization doesn’t usually meet in person. Typically, they operate using the private messaging system, using online forums as a way to keep and share notes.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“When they do need to meet, they only ever meet two at a time out of paranoia. Takes longer for the information to spread through the group, but it also means that they can’t be ambushed all at once. I infiltrated them once, back in the day, and got the addresses for their roster at the time. New people may have been added, and some may have left, but I’ll text you the list that I have, to see who all is still living in the same ce.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Tsubaki nodded her head, grateful when she heard that. “It seems like a lot of people are trying unusual situations to try to get out of being cornered.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, you don’t know the <em><span style="font-weight:400">half</em><span style="font-weight:400"> of it.” Lena rolled her eyes with a scoff, her fingers rapidly typing on the terminal. “There’s this one group that I found. They’re so scared of being caught by a filter, that they use exclusively animal pet names for important topics. They like to call the boss Pochi, and you’re Kon to them.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Tsubaki’s eye twitched when she heard those nicknames. <em><span style="font-weight:400">It could be worse.</em><span style="font-weight:400"> She assured herself, though she personally couldn’t figure out <em><span style="font-weight:400">how</em><span style="font-weight:400"> it could be worse at the moment. She received a ping, and pulled her terminal out of her inventory to review the information that Lena had given her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As she had expected, she did not recognize the names of anyone on the list. “I’m going to go… introduce myself to them.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Lena chuckled, grinning towards Tsubaki as her senior ninja turned to leave. “As the Keeper’s voice, his de, or the Apostle of Death?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Tsubaki nced back towards Lena, an eerily calm smile on her face. Lena couldn’t help but feel a shiver run down her spine as Tsubaki spoke. “Those three titles are not mutually exclusive.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah… they definitely deserve to be called idiots.” Lena let out a long sigh as she said that. “Just make sure to check the uracy of the addresses! The information was from six months back, so there’s the chance that someone might have moved. Don’t want to implicate an innocent family or anything.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Tsubaki paused when she heard that, but nodded her head in agreement.
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