The individuals who were called out were all minor leaders who had engaged in verbal conflicts, and even physical altercations, with the middle-level managers outside and their superiors, the senior managers.
However, precisely because of this, these minor leaders who were called out, initially filled with righteous indignation and surging blood, wanted to have a proper debate and discussion with the skeptical middle-level managers outside, to determine who were the remnants of the Diesel Company.
But at this moment, some special circumstances were detected by the more intelligent loyalist minor leaders, causing them to begin to suspect.
Were these skeptical middle-level managers trying to trick them out and then eliminate them?
And there was a high probability of that.
"Wait, wait! Someone, tell them to come back quickly! Don't continue arguing with those damned lackeys of the skeptical faction outside! Tell them to come back quickly!" At this point, a minor leader, acting as an organizer, spoke up, signaling to those around him to quickly pull back their friends who were still arguing with the other party outside.
It was clear at a glance that the situation was not right.
Especially since they also noticed that the skeptical faction and their direct subordinates were all carrying weapons and had directly surrounded them in a corner.
It was clear they had malicious intentions.
The minor leader who was the organizer already felt a chill and a tingling sensation down his spine. However, he still placed his hope in these lackeys of the skeptical faction, hoping they wouldn't truly massacre them.
After all, everyone was a Blue Star Human, working in Deherim under Lord Shen Mu. If a large-scale violent bloodshed were to truly occur, then Lord Shen Mu would definitely hold them accountable, and no one would be able to escape the consequences.
If someone else were here, they would easily notice that this minor leader, acting as an organizer, clearly demonstrated a tendency towards surrender.
He thought too highly of his enemies.
After all, these senior managers and middle-level managers were inherently protecting their own power, as well as their status, position, honor, dignity, and current good life.
And these middle-level managers, who considered themselves loyalists, were actually a group of revolutionaries, challengers who wanted to overthrow all the status, position, and wealth they currently possessed.
This was the most fundamental conflict of interest.
These loyalist middle-level managers had not understood this, but for those senior managers who had long been high above, and the middle-level managers who were dependent on them, it was crystal clear.
If they lost their current position and power, then what awaited them would be a fate worse than death.
Power was an aphrodisiac.
Losing power meant they would become impotent.
This was something no one was willing, able, or even capable of accepting; they were normal male humans.
They would absolutely not allow such a thing to happen.
Perhaps there was still a possibility of negotiation among the Lingjie Human Race, but for them, the Blue Star Humans, negotiation was absolutely impossible. This was the most fundamental conflict of interest, the most fundamental confrontation.
"Wait, what's going on with those guys? Why haven't the rest of them come out?"
"Keep cursing them, make them come out quickly. Curse out all those simple-minded guys. Once these guys are out, it'll be easier to deal with the remaining batch."
"These guys must die. I've already received orders from above. If they dare to resist, then slaughter them all."
"After all, Lord Shen Mu personally spoke of the remnants of the Diesel Company. There must be remnants of the Diesel Company among these people. We were just investigating the Diesel Company's operations when we discovered a group of people, incited by the remnants of the Diesel Company, planning to resist Lord Shen Mu and Deherim."
"That's right, they are a resistance force organized by the remnants of the Diesel Company. They want to betray Lord Shen Mu, and we must absolutely eliminate them for the safety of Lord Shen Mu and Deherim!"
At this moment, the faces of the skeptical middle-level managers who were surrounding the loyalist middle-level managers all showed signs of anxiety.
But amidst the anxiety, each of them also carried a sense of determination.
Moreover, many middle-level managers at the back of the group had already gripped their weapons. If an order were given, they would unhesitatingly use their weapons to charge forward and engage in a chaotic battle with these middle-level managers who had previously betrayed them.
After all, they had already spoken with their senior manager leaders when they arrived.
Now their positions were being challenged.
Even their future might be at risk.
Of course, they would fight back with all their might.
Furthermore, these middle-level managers all knew that those so-called loyalist middle-level managers simply did not understand their intention to slaughter them all.
Because those middle-level managers still did not understand the seriousness of the situation. Once they had submitted their names and chosen to betray the senior managers, the two sides could no longer be a unified, top-to-bottom command system as before, but rather another system independent of this one.
It could grow on its own, become senior managers itself, and even extend its roots downward to develop more grassroots managers.
It could be said to be an independent command system.
How could these senior managers be willing to let this new command system replace them? What people feared most was being replaced.
Especially a power within a power.
"What's going on? Why were we suddenly called back?" The minor leaders who were still arguing with the skeptical middle-level managers were now pulled back. They were still quite angry, because in their view, they had been arguing fiercely with those senior managers' lackeys, debating the truth and who was the most innocent.
Now, being pulled back, didn't that mean they were surrendering? Were they giving up their truth and admitting they were indeed guilty with a bad conscience?
These minor leaders among the middle-level managers were truly quite furious.
"You fools, look at what's going on! Those people came with weapons, and did you notice? The senior managers in the back have also started obstructing the patrols of the Spiritual Realm soldiers. They intend to act against us."
"Act against us? That's impossible," these pulled-back minor leaders said, still in a daze, "They just have more people, no, it's not that they have more people, we have more people, and we're not without weapons. If it really comes down to a fight, it's hard to say who would lose."
"You're truly stupid, stay here with me." At this moment, the minor leader at the very front frowned and directly ordered. He made sure his closest but most hot-tempered companions stood by his side, not allowing them to go out freely.
At the same time, he also called over a quick-witted Blue Star Human beside him and whispered a few words into his ear: "That's right, just like that, quickly go find Zhang Bo and ask him what's going on. And those senior managers seem to have some malicious intentions towards us."
"Understood, I'll go right away." The Blue Star Human immediately nodded. He was not a Spiritual Realm Commander, and he had no Human Race soldiers loyal to him, so he was just an ordinary Blue Star Human. If he went to deliver the message like this, he could avoid the attention of the Human Race soldiers or those middle-level managers.
After all, when delivering messages, one must maintain a low profile. Otherwise, if his Human Race Commander subordinates, who were all familiar faces, went to deliver messages, they would quickly be caught. After all, if they were caught isolated, it would be troublesome.
If they were tortured into confessing and slandered as remnants of the Diesel Company, and the evidence was submitted, they would have no way to defend themselves.
Although a confession under torture would eventually be proven wrong, it might not be proven in the short term. And this short term was extremely important for these loyalist middle-level managers. If they could not prove their innocence in the short term, the scales of victory would tilt towards the other side, and they would also lose Lord Shen Mu's trust.
Even if it was proven later that he was indeed innocent, by then he would have been marginalized. Even if proven innocent, what good would it do? By then, everyone would just laugh and say they didn't expect him to give in and directly admit to being a remnant of the company, and they would dismiss it with a single sentence. At most, they would apologize.
It was quite disgusting.
Moreover, in modern society, confessions under torture were not uncommon. Now that it had become an apocalyptic world, such matters were simply commonplace.
The weak were the weak. If they were tortured into confessing, could they really punish the strong in the end? That was certainly impossible.
Furthermore, Lord Shen Mu simply did not care about the management of the Blue Star Humans. He only cared about spiritual energy. As for the Blue Star Humans' own management, they had entrusted it to their highest authority, Zhang Caidong, below whom were the other senior managers, and then below them were these middle-level managers.
At that time, wouldn't Zhang Caidong and those senior managers still be responsible for the judgment? And at that time, could Zhang Caidong alone contend with all those senior managers? It was certainly impossible.
Therefore, for these middle-level managers to entrust their fate to those senior managers was like stripping themselves bare, turning into innocent little lambs, and sending them before predators, expecting them to protect them.
This was tantamount to seeking their own deaths.
So, this Blue Star Human quickly arrived at the door of Zhang Bo's town residence, but when he knocked, no one opened the door.
Only a sharp voice came from inside the door: "Master Zhang Bo is not home, Master Zhang Bo is not home. If you have anything, please tell us. We are his Spiritual Realm Followers, a group of very diligent little monsters. We will relay your message, we will relay your message."
"Master Zhang Bo is not home? I have a very urgent matter to find him." At this moment, cold sweat immediately appeared on the Blue Star Human's face. He didn't expect Zhang Bo to be absent at this time.
After all, the situation still needed Zhang Bo to mediate, otherwise, it would truly lead to even greater conflict.
"Not home, not home. We've already said, Master Zhang Bo is not home. Is there anything? Is there anything? We will relay your message, we will relay your message. Just tell us, just tell us."
Those little monsters were still chattering and repeating these words, causing the Blue Star Human's face to not only break out in cold sweat but also his heart to fill with extreme anxiety.
But at this moment, he had no choice. He gritted his teeth, turned around, and walked back in the direction he came from. After all, since he wasn't home, he couldn't find Master Zhang Bo, so he could only quickly tell the minor leader's leader the news.
He still needed to decide what to do.
But just after he left, behind the door of the town residence, Zhang Bo was coldly smiling, standing in the corner of his room.
Through the crack in the door, he could just see the other party, and the other party could not see him due to the dim light.
He was home.
But at this moment, why would Zhang Bo come out to mediate between the middle-level manager lackeys under the senior managers, who were in conflict, and those middle-level managers who had betrayed the senior managers?
He had no need to, because his plan was inherently to create a huge conflict between the two sides.
And now the conflict was imminent, escalating, and about to lead to bloodshed.
Of course, it was still morning. He needed this unrest to gradually extend into the night.
Especially when darkness was about to fall, that night would be the most crucial time.
He thought for a moment, then went to the second floor, opened one of his windows, and placed a roll of clothes on the windowsill.
Soon, a sneaking person appeared at the door of the town residence, gently knocking on his door with a very rhythmic knock: three long and two short.
The chattering little monsters inside did not ask any questions. Instead, as if they had received a command, they directly opened the door, creating a gap, allowing the person to quickly enter.
"Where is Master Zhang Bo?" The sneaking person, after entering, lowered his voice and asked the little monsters.
"On the second floor, quickly go, quickly go." A little monster immediately pointed towards the second floor, signaling him to go.
He didn't hesitate at all, quickly walked over, and arrived on the second floor.
He saw Zhang Bo standing by the window.
"Bo Ge, is there something you need me for at this time?" He walked over, bowed respectfully, and then asked.
"Take this to the safe house and give it to those people. Tell him that the plan can be implemented tonight." Zhang Bo turned to him, a smile on his face: "The big plan has begun."