Robbin felt like his worldview had collapsed even more thoroughly this time than when that man resurrected him before.
Why were they here?
If it were just the CEO, Robbin might have found it somewhat understandable, but his former superior, the Chief Justice of the Federal Court—why was he here too?
They were all being injected at this moment. Robbin had never seen that type of injection before, but even if he wasn't familiar with it, he could guess what it was.
The three people in the room appeared calm on the surface.
They had no idea how this guy had gotten in, but Bob, who had been thrown aside like a dead dog, and the third-phase warriors who were supposed to protect them—all they could do was collapse onto the floor upon encountering him.
And that outfit... it was all too familiar to them.
The public viewed this guy as a superhero, but these people only saw the Sweatshirt Hero as a super criminal.
Would we end up hanging from the rafters too?
"Chief?"
