Chapter 800 Knowledge

Chapter 800 Knowledge

When the conversation moved to the main topic, Khan truly believed Rebecca couldn't appeal to his interest. The quadrant was doing fine, his faction was already supporting him, and everything was more than perfect on Monica's end. Rebecca wasn't supposed to have any leverage on Khan.

However, a topic that almost made Khan's eyes shine had escaped Rebecca's mouth. That wasn't supposed to happen. Humankind shouldn't be able to bring anything new to the table when it came to the Nak, but Rebecca was confident, and Khan believed her.

The atmosphere grew colder as Khan focused on the topic. Talking about the Nak always brought out his bottomless desperation, and his aura was too intense to suppress its effects. The air seemed to freeze, but Rebecca remained unaffected.

"Such a serious face," Rebecca commented. "My nephew is so scary."

Rebecca turned, tapping the floor to bring out menus. Her directives made a piece of the wall slide open to reveal a drawer with a few bottles.

"I knew the Solodrey family had it," Rebecca exclaimed, smiling at Khan. "I'm good, but you can get a refill."

Khan didn't like how easily Rebecca was taking charge of the conversation, but his throat felt dry, and the topic intensified his thirst. He half-thought about ignoring that desire for a power play but eventually went along with it.

"By the way," Rebecca said, watching Khan approach the drawer. "This isn't a negotiation. I just want you to promise you'll do your best to spare him." Geett the latest novels at novelhall.com

Khan poured himself a drink before looking at Rebecca. Her aura didn't show anything unusual, but he couldn't understand her. It almost sounded like she was already going back on her words.

"Don't give me that face," Rebecca admonished, her tone retaining warmth. "I know how our world works. You might not have a choice."

Khan took a long sip while studying Rebecca. There was no conflict in her aura, but two sides of her character were clashing. She acknowledged and accepted the intricacies of the political environment, but her familiar affection was still alive.

"I threw his son into space," Khan pointed out.

"Richard is so spoiled," Rebecca sighed.

"That's not what I meant," Khan commented.

"I know," Rebecca said. "Well, he isn't dead."

Khan was at a loss for words. His uncle had never wanted him in charge, and he had worsened the situation by insulting his son. The problem couldn't get more unsolvable.

Moreover, Thomas was no pushover. According to the rumors, he wielded massive political and financial influence, so his mere existence put the faction under the constant threat of in-fighting. Khan didn't have the means to negotiate with him on an even ground, seemingly leaving only one solution.

"We need unity," Rebecca declared. "We need a strong leader, someone untainted by our ways but with the right to claim them. We need someone not scared to wage an open war on the Global Army to remind it who's in charge."

Khan drank while his mind absorbed Rebecca's words. He knew he was special, but that didn't mean he should accept random obligations. Saving the Nognes family wasn't his duty.

'[A true leader is chosen by others],' Khan thought, recalling Jenna's words.

"What makes you think I'll care about the faction's interests?" Khan questioned. "What makes you think I won't use its power for my goals?"

"You are many things, Khan," Rebecca exclaimed, "But evil isn't one of them. You might trick the others, but your lovely Aunt sees right through you. All your actions reek of care."

Rebecca stepped forward, reaching Khan and leaning toward his ear to whisper something. "And I'd also set fire to the world if I had nightmares in my brain."

Rebecca straightened her back, showing her calm face to Khan. She didn't try to appear sly or anything. She had only exposed her cards to show where her confidence came from.

"My father?" Khan asked.

"Bret would never say anything," Rebecca scoffed, "Even to me. As annoying as it is, that man's loyalty is unbreakable."

Khan knew Rebecca was speaking the truth, so her recent revelation made him consider other options. Theoretically, only a few scientists and the connected higher-ups were aware of the Nak's visions, and Rebecca didn't belong to either field.

"I'll tell you everything," Rebecca reassured, understanding Khan's thoughts. "I had a hard time accepting Elizabeth's death. I used my power to look into the Nak, uncovering as much information as possible. I even seized a few prizes."

"Prizes?" Khan repeated.

"I have an almost intact corpse," Rebecca explained, "And sparse body parts in different conditions. They are yours."

Events from Milia 222 inevitably popped into Khan's mind. The power wielded by a single hand had been immense, but Khan had also gotten stronger since then. Moreover, interacting with that body part triggered his transformation.

Thoughts raced through Khan's mind. He had the green substance, which seemed able to unlock the information hidden inside his genes. Pushing his mutations forward might reveal more about the scarlet eyes and other relevant issues. Khan didn't know if he could replicate the process that happened on Milia 222, but Rebecca had just given him the chance to try.

"It's not only that," Rebecca declared. "I know you have looked for the Nak. I did the same seventeen years ago. I haven't located them, but I'm not sure I can."

Rebecca knew Khan would understand her, which he did. She sounded like an expert in the field who had reached the same conclusions as Khan. Actually, her wealth and position had probably given her better results.

"All of this is yours," Rebecca added. "I only hope it's enough to make you consider avoiding war with Thomas. Also, I suppose having me will stop you from dealing with Raymond Cobsend."