Lord of the Time: I Can Reincarnate Infinitely

Chapter 498 498: Dead or Alive

The high officials decided to bring the godly detective Johnson into the limelight to address the public and the press about the recent catastrophic event. Standing before a sea of microphones and cameras, Johnson, with a composed demeanor, began to unravel the intricacies of the incident to a captivated audience.

"Let me be clear," Johnson started, his voice steady, "the individual suspected of causing the destruction did not set out with the intention to eradicate a city. Our investigations suggest it was, in fact, an accident." Murmurs rippled through the crowd as Johnson continued, "However, the unintentional nature of this act does not diminish its severity. The loss of lives and the scale of destruction demand justice. The suspect, while perhaps not malicious in intent, must face the consequences of their actions."

Johnson's words weighed heavily on the listeners as he delved deeper into the matter. "Holding such immense power comes with a profound responsibility. To wield it so carelessly, as was done, is both irresponsible and dangerous. One must be fully aware of their capabilities and the potential repercussions of their actions."

He then shifted focus to the veteran team, the Stargazers, pinpointing them as the catalyst for the tragic events. "It was the provocation by the Stargazers that led to this disaster. Their actions, too, cannot be overlooked in this equation."

Concluding his address, Johnson reflected on the broader implications. "This incident serves as a grave lesson about the consequences of power and provocation. We must all, especially those endowed with extraordinary abilities, exercise caution and judgment in our actions. Accountability and responsibility are not just expectations but obligations for all, to prevent such tragedies in the future."

Johnson, after his public address, contacted the high-ranking officials and the president to discuss the next steps. The president, expressing his indignation over the incident, held a press conference to formally condemn Adam, the suspect behind the catastrophic event. Stay tuned to My Virtual Library Empire

In a solemn tone, the president declared, "Today, we face a grave situation. An individual, known as Adam, originating from Earth, has caused unprecedented destruction on our planet." As he spoke, Adam's image and details flashed on screens behind him, making his identity public. "This act is an affront to us all, a slap in the face to our society and its laws."

In a bustling intergalactic transportation hub, travelers watched news screens, discussing the impending robot deployment. "Those K731 Dark Devils are no joke. If they're after him, this Adam doesn't stand a chance," one traveler remarked to another, confidence lacing his voice.

A group of Nitharians, known for their iridescent scales and elongated limbs, huddled around a digital news screen, their voices filled with disdain.

"That Earthling, Adam, he's done for," one Nitharian sneered, its scales shimmering with a spectrum of colors in the sunlight. "No way he can outsmart or outrun the K731 Dark Devils. Those robots are death machines!"

Nearby, a pair of Graxians, towering beings with rough, stone-like skin and eyes that glowed like molten lava, nodded in agreement. "He's just a human. How powerful can he be? Our youngest warriors could hold their ground against him," boasted one Graxian, flexing its muscular, rocky arms in a show of strength.

In a shadowed corner of the market, a group of slender, cloaked figures, the Veilans, known for their psychic abilities, communicated in hushed tones, their voices a mere whisper in the mind. "This Adam, his recklessness has brought too much attention. The robots will find him easily," one Veilan transmitted telepathically, its hidden eyes fixed on the news updates floating in the air.

At a nearby food stall, a Zentari cook, covered in fur with multiple eyes arrayed around its head, spat venomously as it prepared meals. "Destroying a city, whether by accident or not, he should pay! Those K731s will make sure of it. I'd bet my best spices they'll catch him before the week is out!"

Amidst the bustling crowd, a lone Marshian distinguishable by his plain features and simple attire, listened quietly to the alien condemnations. He could feel the weight of their words, the universal disdain for Adam.

As the news continued to broadcast images of the destroyed city and the bounty on Adam, the collective sentiment in the marketplace was one of eager anticipation for his capture and punishment.