Chapter 372 Approval from 27 Countries
Sterling Prescott, usually brimming with confidence, suddenly froze, his body stiff and unmoving.
Everyone was puzzled.
Since the camera angle was facing away from the computer screen, no one could see what was happening.
Sterling stopped signing the document, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and nervously said, "Uh, folks, we've got a bit of a situation here. Hang tight!"
In the video, Sterling gestured to his chief secretary, "Theron, can you tell me what this word means?"
Sterling didn't recognize the Veridiania language!
Everyone was baffled.
Theron glanced at the computer screen and was shocked.
His body twitched slightly, but he didn't dare speak, afraid the 27 countries watching through the camera would hear him.
Theron thought for a moment and then started acting.
He pretended to sign the document, then pointed to the sky, indicating something would fly to the government building.
Theron mimed fireworks with his hands, then rolled his eyes, suggesting he would die.
Sterling's throat made a strange noise, his face turned purple, and blood got stuck in his throat.
Sterling felt dizzy, almost falling off his chair.
Elbert calmly said, "Hurry up!"
Everyone in the conference room was shocked.
Elbert was too arrogant.
Bertrand slammed the table, angrily shouting, "You jerk, how can you talk to Mr. Prescott like that!"
"You're the jerk!"
Sterling in the video also slammed the table, shouting at Bertrand, "How can you talk to him like that! Get out!"
Bertrand was stunned, his eyes wide, "Mr. Prescott, he... you..."
"What do you mean, you?"
Sterling sat up straight, righteously saying, "I now believe this gentleman is full of integrity! He is absolutely fair and just, and his organization will be the fairest and just in the world!"
"I will sign immediately!"
Sterling grabbed the pen with both hands, determined to support the cause.
Then, Sterling suddenly thought of something.
He looked up at the representatives of the six allied nations, "You all must sign, anyone who doesn't is my enemy! I guarantee I'll crush you during my term!"
Everyone was stunned.
They had heard Sterling was erratic, but was it true?
Was he having an episode?
The representatives of the six allied nations still didn't move, their faces full of doubt, seriously questioning if this was really Sterling.
Alaric was dumbfounded, "Don't worry, this is my Veridiania secure line, directly connected to Victoria, it's definitely the government building!"
"I am definitely Sterling Prescott!"
Sterling in the video shouted angrily, "Do you want me to dance for you? Time is running out, hurry up and sign!"
The representatives of the six allied nations, confused, looked at the furious Sterling in the video, their hands shaking as they picked up their pens and signed.
Alaric turned to Elbert, expecting an explanation as usual.
Elbert smiled slightly, "Sorry, this time it's too big to tell you."
Alaric was persistent, "Come on, I can handle it!"
Elbert shook his head, "I don't want you to end up like Officer Reed!"
"Like what?" Alaric asked, turning to look at Leonard sitting in the corner.
Leonard was holding a thermos cup with goji berries, his expression horrified as he tried to drink, spilling it all over himself.
Alaric was stunned. "Leonard, are you okay?"
Leonard looked blank, "I thought I knew enough, but..."
In less than two minutes, Sterling signed, and the six allied nations signed too. Elbert received unanimous approval from 27 countries. The Punisher Organization, a cyborg institution, became internationally recognized, independent of borders.
But Elbert's actions left everyone puzzled. Bertrand and the six allied nations were still confused, not understanding what had happened. They had agreed without knowing why. This would cause major problems. Their hearts sank.
Sterling hadn't ended the video call. Rubbing his hands, he asked, "Sir, what is your name?"
Elbert smiled slightly. Sterling wanted to probe his background, to figure out Paul Four. But just Elbert's smile made Sterling tremble. "You don't have to say, pretend I didn't ask."
At this moment, the mighty leader of Victoria looked like a lost dog, utterly humiliated.
Elbert smiled again, "My name is Elbert Perry."
Everyone gasped. Many had heard this name, but today, it felt different. Sterling's heart trembled.
Elbert continued, "But for this cyborg era, I will use another name, Paul Five."
Elbert looked at Bertrand and the others, "From today, Paul Five and the Punisher will reveal your ugly faces, judge you, and become your nightmare."
Bertrand and the six allied nations felt a nameless fear fill their bodies.
Sterling's chief secretary, Theron, translated, "Paul Five."
Sterling's face turned pale. Four... Five... There really is a Five! In the cyborg field, Five! Is he going to suppress me forever? NO!
Sterling steadied himself, pursed his lips, "Bertrand, you should work well with Mr. Perry on the cyborg project. Don't bother me unless necessary."
With that, Sterling ended the video call.
Bertrand was devastated. Clearly, Sterling didn't want trouble and abandoned him. Moreover, it was said that from this day, Sterling developed a strange illness, crazily smashing government building monitors, the condition named 'Computer Rage Syndrome.'
However, another person was acting strangely—Bertrand's deputy, Lawson. After hearing Elbert say 'Paul Five,' Lawson stared at Elbert's purple right eye, muttering, "Oracle..."
Elbert was speechless. Steven had been diligent, even brainwashing BioGen Innovations' CEO assistant!
Elbert laughed, "Lawson, take good care of your boss, make him happy!"
Then, Elbert laughed heartily, turned, and walked away.
Downstairs, watching Elbert's back, everyone was stunned. What had they experienced today?
Bertrand gritted his teeth, "Lawson, get the car, let's go back to the company and discuss our strategy!"
"Yes, Mr. Gary!"
Lawson walked to the luxury car, got in, and drove away.
Bertrand watched his car's taillights, stunned. "FUCK!"
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