LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 185: Control room
They walked through the HeadQuarters, catching the attention of the Saviors inside. They were privy to more information than the normal civilian, so they knew that the situation was much more dire than people thought it was.
Ninth gathered looks of respect as they walked through the HeadQuarters. The epaulet on their shoulders signified them as Saviors who have achieved tremendous strengths that not everybody could achieve even with hundreds of years of training.
Becoming a Specialist Vanguard was a small club numbering less than fifty in the entire Genesis City.
And among those Vanguards, Ninth was a noteworthy case. Unlike the veteran Specialists who achieved their rank through thousands of years of accumulation of strength, Ninth achieved that rank within only a hundred years! She was a special talent that only came once in a thousand years.
Her success rate on missions was nothing to scoff at either. Anything she touched was almost a guaranteed success.
The fact that she 'failed' this mission only served to show the Saviors that the situation was more dangerous than they thought. If she couldn't even finish the mission, then no one in the City could.
Even so, they respected Ninth and her team tremendously. They were an elite group that stood a head above the others.
However, their expressions quickly turned sour once they saw the black battle-suited youth among the Specialists.
Of course, Atlan was well known among the Saviors. His achievements were spread far and wide, especially since he achieved it so early in his career.
When he was allowed to wear a black battle suit, only a few Saviors complained. Even though the privilege to modify a battle suit was only reserved for those with a higher power realm, HeadQuarters decided to make an exception for Atlan, the Star Porter.
It didn't gather any hate from the other Saviors because he was the only Porter in the low ranks, and it distinguished him well from the others.
And when everyone learned that Atlan finished a mission that was four stages above his own, they were beyond shocked. It showed his tremendous talent as a porter. It gathered him a lot of respect from the Saviors.
However, even with his status as the Star Porter, he wasn't supposed to mingle with Specialist-level Saviors as a Student.
Not even the Saviors at the Intern realm could walk up to Specialists like they were at the same level.
They looked at Atlan like he was a lost puppy tagging along with a group of humans who didn't want him there.
"Why is he with them?"
"This mission concerns our Church! I don't think it's appropriate for a novice to join them."
"Where is Garuun? He's the only Porter that is allowed at this level. He's a Specialist!"
The group ignored the murmurs until they finally came across the main HeadQuarters building reserved only for the officials and administrators managing the entire HeadQuarters. They were the people who made the big decisions.
There were two guards stationed at the entrance. They quickly made way for Ninth and her team. They even gave Lizzie a nod when she passed through.
However, when Atlan was about to step foot inside, the two guards immediately put their hands on his shoulders and stopped him in his tracks.
"No unauthorized entry," they said.
However, not even a second later, there was a deep voice that suddenly came out from inside the room.
"Let him in."
The guards panicked once they heard his voice and immediately took their hands away from Atlan.
"You are authorized. Please enter."
The rest of the Saviors forced to stay behind couldn't help but voice out their shock to learn that Atlan was authorized to enter the Emergency Meeting.
"How is he allowed inside?!"
"That can't be! Not even Specialists could waltz in there any time they wanted!"
The administrative building in the HeadQuarters was where all the information around the City was being funneled. This was the first place that knew whether there was a Symptom in a district. This was where a group of authorized people assigned jobs to both Operators and Vanguards to complete the mission and get rid of the Symptom.
This was the control room. The reason why not just any kind of Savior, Specialist or not, was allowed inside was because the administrators were only made up of mortal humans. They didn't have any LifeSkills.
Administrators were not allowed to be Drafted because it could create a bias inside them. To make just decisions regarding the safety of the City, they must be partial to both 'Knives' and 'Quills'.
Atlan looked around and saw a large open space full of blue screens and holograms showing parameters that Atlan had no idea about.
If he looked around closely, he could see the entire map of Genesis City through the four walls of the control room.
The entire room was filled with about a hundred employees with their own cubicles littered around the room. They used equipment and control systems that looked high-tech, with no knobs and physical buttons to touch. Instead, the employees were jacked up with a wire on their heads directly connected to the main equipment itself.
On their screens was a large selection of pictures of Saviors, with a detailed description of their power realms, their LifeSkills, and even their personalities. These administrators scrolled through hundreds of Saviors as they searched for the right fit for the job.
Atlan briefly saw his face pop up on one of their screens. There, his LifeSkill was listed as;
<Atlan: Porter>
<LifeSkill: Physique: S? class>
<Personality: Pacifist>
"Atlan, follow us." Lizzie's reminder pulled Atlan out of his fascination for the control room and followed them down a discreet door to the side.
The door led them down to a corridor made purely out of steel. Further down was another black door with a very intimidating red print with the words;
<EMERGENCY MEETING ROOM>
Pterina was the first to walk towards the door, and as she did, a strange holographic fabric scanned through her entire body before the door opened by itself.
Each one of them was scanned before they were let inside.
And as Atlan stepped foot inside the emergency meeting room, everyone went silent.