Chapter 707 Gerald’s Objective

Chapter 707 Gerald’s Objective

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Gerald's words seemed like he was acting as a mediator for Ian.

But Steven couldn't figure out what he was really thinking, so he said, "I'm used to being free and easy. I don't like being controlled. If I become this captain, does that mean I'll have to do whatever the higher-ups tell me to do?"

Gerald smiled. "But even if you're in Starlight City, can you really ignore orders from Blizzard City?"

Steven smiled meaningfully. "At least there's room for flexibility."

He couldn't refuse openly, but couldn't he just quietly ignore things?

Blizzard City couldn't possibly manage everyone in Southern State with an iron fist. At the very least, they wouldn't force people to do things.

Otherwise, the entire region would collapse.

Gerald raised his eyebrows. "Why are all young people like you nowadays? No interest in fame or fortune, just wanting to coast by. Even turning down opportunities to be a leader."

He sighed. "Times really have changed!"

Steven smiled.

"Indeed, it's different from your era. So please understand my choice!"

Gerald shook his head.

"I don't really care about that. How about this - what if I make you a temporary captain? Would you accept that?"

"Temporary captain?"

Steven repeated the words, looking relaxed, without saying anything more.

Wasn't that just someone temporarily leading the team and taking on responsibility?

What would he get out of it after the mission ended?

Gerald walked over and smiled at him. "Making you captain was a decision reached after discussion among many people."

"Everyone appreciates your laid-back personality and lack of interest in fame and fortune."

"Don't worry, if you do this, you won't be working for nothing. I'll offer you terms you can't refuse!"

Steven's eyes lit up.

"Really?"

Gerald said slowly, "You psychics from the outer cities have no understanding of supernatural abilities. To progress step by step, besides relying on talent, you can only fumble around blindly."

"This makes you take many wrong turns, even wasting your natural gifts."

"But the Nelson Group has been researching supernatural abilities for over 50 years!"

Steven's eyes flashed. "Half a century? Does that mean psychics existed long ago?"

Gerald said, "Mutation is an inevitable part of biological evolution."

"Given humanity's huge population, psychics have appeared in every era. It's just that now is an age of large-scale mutation, so it's become widely known."

"Of course, in the past, researching psychics was for developing drugs and military use. Honestly, this research has made the Nelson Group quite a bit of money."

He looked at Steven with a smile. "We have a mature team that can help you and your companions increase your strength, develop your potential, and provide the best training."

"You're strong now, but you still have huge room for improvement. Not to mention your companions."

"They're already having trouble keeping up with you, aren't they?"

Steven couldn't argue with that.

The gap in talent was making the power differences within their team increasingly obvious.

However, Steven still wasn't willing to trust Gerald easily.

"I don't understand why you'd help me."

"To be blunt, if you want me to become the Nelson family's enforcer and follow your orders, I can't do that."

To his surprise, Gerald threw his head back and laughed after hearing this.

"Of course I wouldn't think that. If Ian couldn't attract you with the position of investigation team captain, I wouldn't assume the Nelson family could offer better terms."

Steven was even more confused.

"Then what's in it for you to help me like this?"

The smile slowly faded from Gerald's face.

He seemed to be remembering something and fell silent, then slowly turned away to look at the falling snow in the courtyard.

Steven waited for his answer.

After a full minute, just as Steven's patience was running out, Gerald spoke in a heavy voice:

"I'm helping you to avenge my nephew."

Steven immediately thought of Miles, that handsome and confident man he hadn't talked with much.

Miles's death was something Steven hadn't anticipated.

As head of the Nelson family, Gerald couldn't accept this cruel reality either.

"Revenge? I was going to kill all the Eroding Moon people anyway, without you saying so."

Steven said slowly.

But Gerald shook his head.

"The ones who killed my nephew - Eroding Moon was just a blade. The real culprit must be inside Blizzard City!"

Steven was deeply shocked.

Though he'd suspected this, hearing it from Gerald, a big shot, made it much more likely.

"Someone from Blizzard City killed Miles? This..."

Steven didn't know how to respond. This matter had nothing to do with him, and he didn't want to get involved in Blizzard City's power struggles.

Gerald's eyes were filled with darkness.

"My nephew was exceptionally talented and brilliant from childhood. After the apocalypse came, with the Nelson family's full support, he became one of Silvercrest District's strongest psychics!"

"His future held unlimited promise. He could have become one of this era's most brilliant figures."

"But inevitably, some people became jealous of him."

Gerald turned back to look at Steven.

"Someone used Eroding Moon as their blade to kill him!"

Steven frowned slightly. "If you know who did it, why not go to Commander Peterson? With the Nelson family's power, even if it's someone at investigation team captain level, you could eliminate them, right?"

Gerald said, "I don't know yet who did it. But I can narrow down the range."

"Whoever benefits most from Miles's death is the prime suspect."

Gerald didn't name names.

But his words gave Steven a profound sense of shock.

Not going to Ian meant he might not even trust Ian.

After all, Ian might have eliminated the rising Miles to consolidate his own power.

Not to mention other Blizzard City factions.

Clark, the Death Team, or other Blizzard City groups could all be the masterminds behind this operation.

Sensing the complexity, Steven said to Gerald:

"I don't want to get mixed up in this. Even though your terms sound tempting, getting caught in a power struggle storm would probably get me and everyone around me killed!"

If the mastermind really was Ian, what could he possibly use to fight him?