Charles fell into contemplation as he stared at the Foundation Member, whom he was meeting for the first time. Moments later, he asked, "Does that mean that you're going to open up my skull? That must be very risky."0

"Correct. It is a bit wasteful, but we have no choice. We don't have the luxury of time, as Plan Three has already started," Ilena replied.0

The information Ilena had just revealed was so shocking that Charles seemed to have forgotten that he was in danger. "What did you just say? Plan Three has already started? The plan to exterminate all humans of the Subterranean Sea has already begun?!"0

"Mmhm, Plan Three was officially started just an hour ago," Ilena replied. 0

Just then, an Apostle hanging upside down from the ceiling jumped down. It opened its protruding sucker and gently engulfed Charles' head as if it were a wet, fleshy shower cap.0

It rotated gently, instantly shaving off Charles' black hair. Then, it spat Charles' hair before engulfing his head once more and rotating once again. 0

Charles' scalp instantly went numb; he couldn't see it, but he could feel it—his scalp was no longer there.0

Ilena's bloated figure swayed gently as it moved behind Charles and used an unknown...0