Reinhardt offered a slight bow, a smile gracing his lips. "Of course, Your Excellency wouldn't recognize a minor figure like myself. I am merely a small component, living quietly within this cycle of reincarnation, hoping only to grow stronger slowly. I prefer not to provoke any powerful entities. If the final hour were not so near, I would not desire this Captain role at all... Haha, I miss the old days. Before, without a Captain, team combat wasn't mandatory. Now, even without one, we must fight as a unit—a mode I thoroughly detest..."

The moment this flamboyant figure named Reinhardt appeared, Zheng Zha had already activated the third stage of his Bloodline Lock, fully simulating Xiao Honglu's thought process. While extracting useful information from this man seemed unlikely, with the level of intellect and cognitive framework belonging to Xiao Honglu, even a mere fraction of an originating idea could allow them to operate at two hundred percent efficiency... Chu Xuan, of course, was another matter; that one no longer belonged to the human domain.

"Are you suggesting... that during the last team battle, or perhaps one prior, another Reincarnation Squad informed you about myself and my clone? Someone so familiar with us... is it Neos's faction? No. Neos is too shrewd to misunderstand the significance of the final battle. Given the relationship between our teams, he wouldn't readily give you information about me. Unless you held an absolute advantage, forcing him to trade that information for his team's survival. But I refuse to believe your strength alone could push Neos to such desperation. I know his strategic mind; it is second only to Chu Xuan's... So, you encountered the God Team?" Zheng Zha stared sharply at the handsome blond man before him, speaking almost to himself.

Reinhardt paused, then maintained his elegant smile. "Your guess is remarkably accurate... Haha, indeed, after engaging an unknown, smaller team. We ran into one of the two strongest squads in the Reincarnation Circles: the God Team... Haha, in that engagement, our West Sea Squad was little more than mice beneath a cat's paw... we were nearly toyed to death. Thankfully, internal strife erupted within their ranks. Although they later reconciled, it at least allowed our West Sea Squad to escape that particular horror movie alive. And the Captain of the God Team, knowing he couldn't wipe us out before the movie ended, initiated negotiations with them, trading some information about the Reincarnation Worlds. Our West Sea Squad paid a tremendous price for that exchange..."

Zheng Zha ignored him, continuing his monologue. "If it was the God Team, with Adam possessing even more formidable strategy than Neos, he wouldn't engage in pointless endeavors. Why pass on information about me and my clone to you? I can only surmise that you have some connection to us... but I truly don't know you, so it must be that my clone knows you and harbors some grievance against you..."

"I understand now. Your clone must have also been selected for the Demon Reincarnation Squad, and he entered before my clone did... Is that it? He is hunting you; he intends to kill you!" The elegant smile vanished from Reinhardt's face, replaced momentarily by a look of savage intensity. However, the transformation was instantaneous; in the blink of an eye, the graceful smile returned. The man chuckled softly. "These are all side discussions. My purpose for coming here isn't to debate who I am with Your Excellency... Since you are the Captain of the Central Continent Team, let us discuss the challenges we are about to face together."

"Merely side discussions?" Zheng Zha let out a cold laugh, lowering his head to fiddle with the hair near his forehead. "Fine, let's call them side discussions. So, what do you plan to do? Approaching me in such danger before a team battle—it can't simply be for casual conversation or sharing reflections, can it?"

"Danger?" Reinhardt touched his nose, smiling brightly. "I hardly consider meeting you a danger. Or perhaps, you've reversed our relative positions? The one who should feel true peril is you, especially standing beneath this flying saucer, with no powerful team members near you—the Central Continent Team doesn't even have a single psychic controller, hahaha..."

"Are you an idiot?" Zheng Zha didn't scoff; he simply looked at the man. "To deal with me, please ensure you have more than one entire squad present. And please, be sure to use weaponry exceeding the power of that massive fortress main cannon, otherwise... are you looking to die?"

Reinhardt was stunned. After a long pause, he burst into laughter. "I have no time to argue these points, and I did not come here with malice... How about this? We join forces, or rather, several of our teams join forces. In preparation for that final confrontation, and to counter the increasingly unhinged Demon Reincarnation Squad, the God Team has begun contacting various squads. Any team whose strength they verify is welcome to join our Angel Alliance to oppose the escalating madness of the Demon Reincarnation Squad... I presume you are unaware of what your clone has been doing? He is utterly insane..."

It was only through Reinhardt's narration that Zheng Zha gradually grasped that his clone had somehow researched and developed a method capable of controlling anyone below the Fourth Stage on a purely spiritual level.

"This change is permanent; even breaking through to the Fourth Stage won't negate it. Your clone is a terrifying man. He no longer merely wishes for victory; he desires complete dominion over all Reincarnation Squads to ultimately control the entire Reincarnation World. That is your clone—a horror beyond controlling mere bodies; he intends to control souls!" Reinhardt spoke with agitation, his gaze fixed intently on Zheng Zha. To his disappointment, Zheng Zha displayed no undue emotion, as if his clone's actions were perfectly logical. Reinhardt paused, then continued, "What is your stance, Your Excellency? Do you intend to let your clone continue down this path of madness?"

Zheng Zha let out a cold sneer. "Madness? For what cause is it madness? For what cause? Damn it, to hell with your talk of madness! You people speak with such righteous conviction, but damn it, I know who you are! How many among that God Team have good intentions? As for you... if I am not mistaken, you are also a 'Breeder,' aren't you? Raising your own teammates as pigs to provide you with vast Reward Points and side-plot opportunities, while the constant deaths of your comrades conveniently keep your team's evaluation low, even as your own strength increases disproportionately... And you must have been selected for the Demon Reincarnation Squad as well, right? And your clone was killed by my clone?"

Reinhardt laughed heartily, clapping his hands. "Brilliant! To deduce all of that in such a short time, your intellect is truly humbling... Yes, my clone also entered the Demon Reincarnation Squad and was supposedly eliminated by your clone. He has now issued orders to the squads under his control—a bounty, you might say. This bounty lists everyone he has marked for execution. Any squad that successfully confirms the elimination of these targets will be rewarded by him, and they may even be released from their controlled state. But don't celebrate too soon; do you think I'm the only one on that bounty list? It has you and every member of your team. Your clone has decreed your complete annihilation, hahaha! If that is the case, do you still choose to remain uninvolved?"

Zheng Zha shook his head. "Naturally, I won't simply ignore it... But this has nothing to do with you! I will absolutely never trust any of you so-called members of the Angel Alliance. Compared to being stabbed in the back by you lot, I'd rather risk my life fighting my clone to the death! At least then my end will be swift and satisfying. Being trapped by your machinations and ambushes—I would die with deep regret! In this horror movie world, you'd better keep your neck clean waiting for us... We, the Central Continent Team, will utterly surpass both the God Team and the Demon Squad. We are destined to be the strongest of all Reincarnation Squads!"

Hearing this, Reinhardt let out a soft laugh, chuckling for a good while before gracefully inclining his body slightly. "Since you have dismissed our desire for peace, then as a member of the Angel Alliance, it is my duty to eliminate you and the Central Continent Team as a potential threat... This fight will commence before the fortress cannon fires. Since you cannot ascend to the heavens, and we cannot descend to the earth, this current dialogue is the extent of our interaction. Farewell. I hope the next time we meet, you can show me the splendor of your clone... or at least allow me to witness a fraction of his power? Hahaha..."

Amidst these laughs, the light-formed humanoid figure gradually vanished, and the small flying saucer hovering over a hundred meters overhead began to ascend slowly, finally plunging into the massive steel fortress. Only then did Zheng Zha silently relax his grip on the Hu Po Blade. When the saucer was closest to the ground, he had genuinely considered launching an immediate attack. Had it not been for Reinhardt's final remark about the Central Continent Team being unable to ascend, he likely would have initiated the assault.

(Why did we not receive any restriction messages from the 'Main God' regarding this segment? Is it only relayed to the Captain? Or is this a one-sided restriction favoring the West Sea Squad's 'momentum'? Damn it, unable to attack this scum right in front of me... Wait. Just wait for Chu Xuan and the others to arrive.)

As Zheng Zha silently pondered these matters, he failed to notice that the surrounding populace and the Federal police officers had long since been stunned into silence, while several political figures had rushed out of the White House, their gazes fixed entirely upon him...