95 Agreed And Rejected

"But, we will do it my way... you show me the list of your suspects and I will choose the one which exists on mine, do you agree?" After accepting the other man's offer, Electro put a condition on their cooperation.

"..." A short pause after hearing her offer, the man on the other side replied, "Sure, I agree..."

"Then let's stop with the unnecessary chit chat then and just begin." Electro uttered impatiently.

Then, the man seemed to stand up and disappeared from the screen for a while.

Five minutes later, he finally came back with a file on his hand.

"This is the file of our suspects, I will begin saying the names one by one and you tell me if you see any familiar names which exist on your list." He voiced.

Then he began pronouncing different names to all of which Electro started shaking her head.

"Osya Belsky" He said.

Hearing the name, Electro shook her head.

"Natalia Belkin"

Again, she shook her head.

"Jean Rose"

"No." She said.

"Anya Berezin"

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The cycle of pronouncing a name and afterward Electro shaking her head continued for around half an hour.

Most of the names on the list were the names of Russian women, which made it clear this Russian CEO was no decent man.

For some of the names, she shook her head without any hesitation as she had never even heard of anything familiar to them, but she had to deliberate more carefully about some of them before shaking her head, so it took a while to run by the list.

"Latisha August"

"... No."

"The Virus Industries"

"No... WAIT!" After saying no, she suddenly remembered that two days before the massacre, they had sent four of their elites.

She hadn't suspected them before, because the massacre had happened only a day after the estimated time the four elites should've made an attempt on assassinating the CEO of that Virus Company.

She thought it was impossible to respond back and massacre them all in just a day, so she hadn't paid them much attention.

But now, hearing it from the man inside the screen, alarms started ringing in her head, warning her, this was the result of an instinct she had acquired in her years as an assassin.

"What is it? Is something wrong?" Seeing Electro's face suddenly turn completely serious and perturbed.

"That company is on our list too!" Coming out of her disturbed state of mind, Electro stated with a louder voice.

Listening to her confirm the Virus Industries, a deep frown appeared on the unclear face of the middle-aged man but Electro could not see that. What she witnessed was that the man had just gotten deathly quiet all of a sudden.

"So it's them huh?" Finally said the man on the screen after his long silence, his voice was much colder and chillier by now.

He started pondering about everything that had happened with the Virus Industries. They hadn't suspected about the Virus industries much since the death of the Russian CEO because this conclusion was far-fetched mainly because the other CEOs that went against the Virus industries were still alive and kicking.

But now that he considered them to be the top suspect, and how suspiciously they appeared on both their and the Heaven Organization's list, he started doubting everything.

He began thinking that maybe this wasn't only an act against the Russian CEO alone, and it was that company's way of getting back at both the Russian CEO and the Russian government who went against their will.

"I will kill them all!" Electro who by now was emitting a strong killing intent from her eyes turned around and started walking out of the room, but before she could walk out, a voice called and stopped her in her tracks, "Miss Electro, wait!"

"Do we have anything else left to talk about?" Electro stated coldly.

"You want revenge right? We want the same! So... join us! You are a great woman with great capabilities and we could absolutely use those capabilities to its fullest potential against them if you do join us! Consider this offer very seriously. Just think...we have the same goal as you which is to destroy them completely!" The man uttered.

Electro was truly tempted hearing the offer, but thinking further, she was determined to take revenge by her own hands alone, so she rejected quickly, "No... I will take my revenge by my own hands, I don't need anyone's help!"

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WITH VIRUS

Kissing passionately for what felt like a short spark of time for the two but an eternity to another, their moist lips finally separated from each other, as they started gazing at each other from close proximity.

Shortly after they separated, Virus began reckoning while gazing in her eyes, 'Her lips oddly feel sweet... and the natural fragrance which comes to me when I embrace her is... almost indescribable, the closest thing by which I can only nearly come to describing it is that... it's very sweet just like her lips, with hits of vanilla mixed with hints of rose...maybe. It's a natural scent which tempts me to do her all night...'

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TWO DAYS LATER

'I should check and see how much it has progressed so far, it must be close to its ends... so it should be finished soon enough.' Virus wondered while sitting on the couch. A random television channel was playing in front of him, it was currently showing a comedy television series about a group of friends who spent most of their time in their New York apartment and a coffee shop.

A while after his attention was drawn to his cultivation, turning the television off, he stood up and began walking toward a cubic box around forty centimeters in width, length, and height which had a hole on one side of it.

The hole was big enough to fit a human's palm inside it, or more precisely, it was big enough to fit in Virus' palm in it.

After grabbing it, he walked back and sat on the couch exactly in his previous location before putting his palm in it. Soon, a small 3D screen appeared above it, on which some futuristic language sentences started appearing before they all vanished entirely shortly afterward.

Then, around thirty seconds later, a list appeared on the 3D screen in the same futuristic language. Its translation was the following:

1st Level: Cleansing The Skin

[Immunity: 100%] [Impurities found= None]

2nd Level: Cleansing The Flesh and Muscles

[Immunity: 100%] [Impurities found= None]

3rd Level: Cleansing The Organs

[Immunity: 100%] [Impurities found= None]

4th Level: Cleansing The Bloodvessels

[Immunity: 100%] [Impurities found= None]

5th Level: Cleansing The Blood

[Immunity: 100%] [Impurities found= None]

6th Level: Cleansing The Tendons and Ligaments

[Immunity: 100%] [Impurities found= None]

7th Level: Cleansing The Bones

[Immunity: 100%] [Impurities found= None]

8th Level: Cleansing The Bone Marrow

[Immunity: 100%] [Impurities found= None]

9th Level: Cleansing The Nervous System

[Immunity: 98.7%] [Impurities found= None]

'Hmmm, the immunity process this time has progressed even faster than I expected, it's almost like it accelerates and gets faster on each level instead of getting slower... this should be due to... ' Taking his left palm out of the hole, Virus pondered after seeing the results on the 3D screen.