330: Chapter 329 Alpha Organization

"The Publisher?"

Hearing this strange title, Ning Hao frowned: "Are you also a member of the organization?"

"Naturally."

The Middle-aged man nodded and smiled: "Of course, I am a member of the great Alpha Organization."

"Alpha..."

Ning Hao chewed on this name.

If nothing went wrong, this Alpha Organization was the full name of the organization he had joined.

Having joined the organization for so long, this was the first time he had come into contact with a member of the organization; of course, the two who had already died didn't count, as they were just bodyguards he had hired.

Furthermore, this was the first time he had learned the name of the organization.

"The organization... was it established by the Russians?"

"No, no, no."

The Middle-aged man shook his head: "Although our organization is also called Alpha, it has no relation to Russia. In fact, Russia is not worthy of using the name Alpha at all."

As he spoke, the Middle-aged man revealed a trace of disgust: "This group of barbaric reptiles doesn't even know what the name Alpha signifies; they are blaspheming the divine!"

Ning Hao frowned again. The divine?

Does such a thing exist in this world?

However, regardless of that, he had no doubts whatsoever about the strength of the Alpha Organization.

Whether it was the realistic human skin mask he was currently wearing, the "secret sand" that helped him escape from the detention center, or the Middle-aged man and his subordinates right under the noses of the Hanzhong City police, all of these demonstrated the terrifying strength of this organization.

Ning Hao had seen with his own eyes that the tall, sturdy man accompanying him had merely taken out a small device, not much larger than his thumb, and gently pressed it against the guard's neck, causing the guard to instantly lose consciousness.

This made him vigilant.

Perhaps what he was seeing now was only the tip of the iceberg of this mysterious organization.

Perhaps the path he had chosen was not so unbearable?

However, before making a decision, he still needed to continue learning about the actual situation of the organization.

Thinking of this, Ning Hao looked up and asked: "You just said you are called The Publisher? What does that mean?"

"Hehe."

A mysterious smile appeared on the Middle-aged man's face, and he gestured with his hand: "Standing while talking is not the way to treat a guest. Mr. Ning Hao, please come in."

Ning Hao did not refuse; in fact, he could not refuse.

When the Middle-aged man said this, he clearly felt the tall, sturdy man behind him lock his gaze onto him, sending a chill down his neck.

Arriving inside the room, Ning Hao was stunned to find that the furnishings here were not old at all; on the contrary, they revealed a touch of luxury, as if it were a different world from outside the walls.

The Middle-aged man smiled and said: "Generally, no one will disturb this safe house, so we can talk here without worry."

As he spoke, he pointed to the sofa and said: "Please sit."

Ning Hao sat down directly.

The Middle-aged man also sat down on the sofa, assuming a comfortable posture, while the sturdy man stood by his side.

"Mr. Ning Hao, you just asked what is meant by The Publisher?"

Ning Hao nodded.

"The Publisher... you can understand it as a task publisher, or as an intelligence publisher, or even as..."

The Middle-aged man revealed a set of white teeth, and his voice changed inexplicably:

"The Rule Publisher."

The Middle-aged man displayed a proud expression and said: "In the organization, there are three levels of sequences for publishers, and I belong to the third sequence publisher."

Ning Hao frowned slightly: "Third level... is that very powerful?"

"Hehe." The Middle-aged man laughed: "It's not that powerful, it just means I have a few more rights to publish tasks, and I can decide on some task targets according to my own will."

Ning Hao was somewhat puzzled; he had also published tasks on the organization's platform and had not felt anything at all.

The Middle-aged man seemed to see his confusion and explained: "Tasks published by publishers must be executed by Executors, and they must succeed. Each level of Executor can only execute a task published by a publisher once. If the task fails, an Executor of the same level cannot execute it again; it requires a higher-level Executor to execute the task. There is no upper limit, unless the task is revoked."

"Hiss..."

Ning Hao felt the pressure; this was simply shameless.

"Our organization... how many Executors are there now?"

The Middle-aged man looked at him and smiled, spitting out a few words: "Hundreds of thousands."

Before Ning Hao could show an expression of surprise again, the Middle-aged man continued: "The organization's Executors are divided into nine levels, determined by numbers, with the lowest being rank one and the highest being rank nine. Different ranks have different forces and resources they can use. The higher the level of the Executor, the more terrifying the personal force and resources they possess. I heard..."

The Middle-aged man revealed a thought-provoking expression: "For the highest rank nine Executors, some can even utilize neutron warheads."

Ning Hao opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, and the expression of shock on his face could not be contained.

An Executor of an organization can utilize neutron warheads?

This f***ing can't be the leader of some country, right?

There are only so many countries in the world with nuclear bombs; you can really count them on your fingers. The list of suspects would definitely not exceed twenty.

Among these people, there is a rank nine Executor?

Who is it?

Suppressing the surprise in his heart, Ning Hao asked with difficulty: "The Publisher, were the two who accepted the task to be my bodyguards also Executors? What rank are they?"

"Them?"

The Middle-aged man showed a trace of impatience: "Barely rank two, I suppose. They are trash who can only rely on Weapon; their personal force is far from enough. In a place like China, they have no room to perform."

No room to perform...

It was these trash in the mouth of the Middle-aged man who had allowed him to escape the pursuit of the Chinese police and even the military multiple times. In the end, if they hadn't been surrounded by the police, they wouldn't have died in a hail of gunfire.

Even so, he had still almost escaped the encirclement.

This kind of person is only rank two?

Swallowing his saliva, Ning Hao cast his gaze toward the sturdy man beside him.

"Is this person... also an Executor?"

"Hmm."

The Middle-aged man nodded indifferently and said: "Hans, a rank five Executor."

Ning Hao was silent.

According to the comparison, the sturdy man in front of him wouldn't even need a second move to kill him; he would just need to exert a little force on his neck. A three-hundred-sixty-degree rotation is something an average person can only experience once in a lifetime.

Ning Hao steadied his mindset and tried to use a calm voice: "The Publisher, Executor, besides these, who else is in the organization?"

"Hehe."

The Middle-aged man smiled, still not hiding anything, and said: "Besides The Publisher and Executor, the organization has four other types of people. They are called Seeker, Arbitrator, Punisher, and Dominator. Further up, there is our god—Alpha God."

Executor, The Publisher, Seeker, Arbitrator, Punisher, Dominator, and the god.

A clear organizational structure appeared in Ning Hao's mind.

Mysterious and powerful.

"Among these people, besides the god, the Dominator dominates everything, the Punisher punishes everything, the Arbitrator arbitrates everything, the Seeker explores everything, The Publisher declares everything, and the Executor eliminates everything. They cooperate with a division of labor, yet are closely connected as a whole, together forming the great Alpha Organization. Lord Alpha is watching everything."

The Middle-aged man's gaze turned to Ning Hao, and he said indifferently: "Mr. Ning Hao, I once told you that when you joined the organization, I would tell you everything about the organization. Now, are you satisfied?"

Ning Hao shivered.

Looking at the gaze the Middle-aged man fixed on him, he felt that if he said the word 'no', he probably would never be able to walk out of this door today.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Ning Hao said with difficulty: "Satisfied."

"Very good." The Middle-aged man smiled and said: "Then do you feel that you are now a subject under the great Alpha?"

"Of course I am."

Ning Hao nodded affirmatively: "From the moment I started contacting the organization, I have already been a member under the great Alpha God."

"Not bad."

The Middle-aged man was very satisfied and smiled: "To be able to recognize the greatness of Alpha so quickly, you are very good."

Ning Hao had an earnest face, but inside he was already cursing.

Damn it, if it weren't for you guys always using those hundreds of thousands of rank five, six, seven, eight, and nine Executors, and those mysterious Arbitrators, Punishers, and Dominators that sound so imposing just by their names to scare me, I would have run off without a trace long ago. Who would want to stay in the organization and live under someone else's roof?

Now you speak so nicely, but I'm afraid I don't know when I'll have to risk my life.

Sure enough, before Ning Hao's thoughts had even finished, he heard the Middle-aged man say indifferently: "To officially join the organization, you are still one step away."

The Middle-aged man's gaze was peaceful, and he smiled at Ning Hao, extremely amiably: "You need to complete your unfinished task. I remember the task you chose should be to eliminate a small entrepreneur in China, what is his name?"

"Wang Shuo!"

Ning Hao gritted his teeth; he would not forget this name.

"Very good. Continue to complete this task. Bring Wang Shuo's head to see me. As for the body, you know how to handle it."

"After you complete it, you will officially become an Executor of the organization. I will personally welcome you to the Holy Land and tell you the truth about the world."