Ground Layer, Inside one of the residential sub-sectors assigned for the harvesters.
Revensol looked as Venger returned after visiting the orphanage that had stopped operating a few cycles ago since Knrama had gotten in contact with him and had moved to this place. That was also why he had chosen this place as the presence of Knrama had forced the nobles here to wrap up their illegal operations that could get them in trouble with the Mus-Draik's. They had no other choice as continuing would give the Mus-Draik's a legal reason to intervene that would not bode well for any that had made home on the top layers of this settlement.
"How did it feel?" Upon his asking, Venger's face twisted as anger once again surfaced but once again he drank it creating an outwardly calm persona.
"Wholly unsatisfactory, sir," replied Venger. He had wanted to smash that place, tear it down along with those that had operated it. That was why he had joined this group. If could have his way, he would have rushed straight towards the top, towards the nobles, but he was not that capable. But no longer was he as useless as he had been cycles ago, having no choice but to endure the injustice without even being able to speak against it, rather than having to do everything to hide his existence. Speaking would have accomplished nothing, rather it would have taken the one chance he had, just like many others who had lost their chances.
Soon though, he would have his revenge.
"Yes! That! Keep that feeling alive, keep those flames burning soon you will have the opportunity to burn as hot as you want. But also remember that many of our other comrades have to seek their revenge too so do not keep that fire alive for them too."
"Sir Revensol, you have not to worry. If any of us were that weak, we would have left ages ago."
"Good. Now go and rest, the initial phase will start soon so you will want to be well-rested," Revensol said as he patted Venger's back.
***
For many cycles, these buildings had been acting as a base for Revensol's conspirators in this settlement and thus these buildings were slowly changing over time though outwardly they appeared completely the same.
The formation had been changed and upgraded making all these buildings under their control like a fortress though seeing the outward appearance that could not be grasped. To make sure the real formation would remain hidden, a multitude more had been added that were visible, formations performing many practical purposes for the harvesters but also deluding everyone.
The many changes performed over time made these buildings safe for the members of Revensol's group, acting as their base in this settlement using which they prepared for the day when they would get their justice.
Within a meeting room located in the safest place in the central building were Revensol, the leader, Harlev, the military commander, along with the senior members of the group such as Arv and Venger. A heated conversation was ongoing and Revensol silently listened.
The room was lit up by the light emitted by the holograms, such was their number. The holograms were listing detailed information of every single location, no matter how vital, individuals that had been, currently were, or in the future would be essential and many many more, everything that could be needed in the conversation currently ongoing. The fruit of countless cycles of tireless efforts was in the hands of these people who were filled with hatred and now finally had the chance to get revenge.
The discussion continued, becoming more and more heated as ideas were put forth only to be butchered to pieces. As the topics shifted, so did the holograms. The artificial spirits, created from starch by Revensol and other scholars in the group. These artificial spirits were currently processing their conversation, changing the holograms so that the data matched the shift in conversation. With the room being filled with holograms, no matter which topic it was, a mind-numbing amount of information was constantly pulled forth from the database, no matter how insignificant.
With everyone present having undergone at least 1 Shedding, they could handle the information being displayed. Thus, the information displayed, which would cause an average human to have a severe headache just by looking at it, acted as wings for those currently present.
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Abundant data was at their fingertips, their hearts were filled with passion and so they kept screening each suggestion, each and everyone trying their best to rip it apart as they argued until they were satisfied that this was the best they could produce. All of these people had been preserving for a long time, carefully making sure they would not forget the injustice they had endured, keeping their own flames and helping their comrades keep their flames burning. Now that they had finally found the chance, the embers burned fiercely as though they had finally found the fuel.
***
Inero-ie stood outside, hidden in one of the dark corners. In his hand was a Refined Core, a lower grade one making it much easier to hide and allowing him to speedily recover his Qi.
He had been quite surprised upon seeing the formations that had filled this place, not just the ones on the surface, but also those below, especially those below that were expertly hidden by the top layer. The level of skills and time required to create what he was seeing was anything but small and this had intrigued him even more.
Now, as he stood by the building in the center of this layered formation, hearing the conversation that had taken place, looking at the holograms that were filled with massive amounts of data about whatever topics they talked about, he grew confident in his decision to come here.
He was powerful. But he was also a single man. The nobles had an army at the command and though he had been thinking of assassinating those nobles, there was a limit to the numbers he could kill that way within a limited time. Then there was also the problem of whether he would be able to keep himself in control. The emotions that he had kept repressed were like an explosion waiting to explode now that they had been unsealed, and if the explosion occurred at the wrong time, it would all be for naught. Though he cared not for any of this, now that he had decided to do this, he would make sure to do his best.
‘How to do this, now?’ Inero-ie wondered while the meeting ended with the initial plan having formed. These people had been getting ready for this for a long long time, just the amount of data gathered was proof of this so he did not think they would take in a new variable easily.
His Threads had spread throughout the surrounding building, monitoring those inside, trying to figure out how he could join them. After a while, he decided to take the straightforward way. If they allowed him in good, if not, now that he already knew the plan, he would just use that knowledge to enact his own plan.
***
“Sir, there is a harvester outside and he wants to meet you.” A man informed Revensol who got confused. This was the first time he had stepped foot inside this settlement.
“Me? Are you sure?” Revensol questioned.
“Yes, he specifically said your name so we have surrounded him,” replied his subordinate and comrade.
“Who is he?”
“One of the few harvesters here that work solo. I have already sent you the report.”
Revensol opened the report and a holographic display appeared detailing all the information that had been gathered by the people in this place. His brows furrowed as he read the report, especially the conditions with which he returned each time. Something that caught his attention though, was that despite having left the settlement a few cycles ago for another settlement, he had now returned.
“Interesting, send him in,” Revensol said while he sorted all the information he had just read. After a while, Inero-ie was brought into his office, and eventually, both seated across each other, looking, observing.
"What brings you here, harvester?"
"That man of yours, Venger. When he went to that orphanage, there I heard him utter something that made me follow him back,” Inero-ie replied.
His eyes squinted and a dangerous light flashed across them as the semi-liquid Qi flowing through his body acted in accordance with his intent, a pressure descending upon Inero-ie who, despite being crushed from all sides did not utter a sound. After a moment the pressure was lifted and he could finally breathe, the feeling of air, as it went into his lungs sending a wave of indescribable pleasure through Inero-ie body.
“What have you come here for?” Revensol asked while all the information he had just seen about this harvester was further expanded by all the data that had been painstakingly collected by his comrades.
“I too was once locked in that place so let me help you,” Inero-ie replied with the same voice he had been using since the start, no change in his expression, no change in his tone.
“You? In that place? Impossible. How did you get out even?” Once again the data within his mind swirled, quickly being reprocessed to find out how such a detail had been missed. It had indeed been missed. The first record of the boy in front of him was from the day he was found to be living with the Seeker Fria-al Delass Brhant.
“Luck.”
“Then you have an impressive amount of it. As for joining our cause, that will mean joining till the end, till my goal, my comrade’s goal is met.” Revensol said while he sent a message to his men to investigate this incident.
“I have interest only in bringing down the nobles of this settlement, nothing more,” Inero-ie said.
Revensol squinted at those words.