Deep inside the NW base.
Meeting room.
Three middle-aged men led Brian through a place he had never been before.
Their positioning was meticulous, always by Brian's side, able to observe his expressions at any moment, showing a somewhat deliberate respect for him, and constantly displaying this deliberate intent to Brian, telling him, "We truly value you."
This approach was somewhat strange.
Yet it indeed made Brian feel comfortable.
The same action, when done by different people, felt different.
If it were an ordinary person doing this, Brian wouldn't have felt great; instead, he would feel uncomfortable.
When the ones doing it were three high-ranking individuals with the power to influence the policies of a great nation Z, the sensation was completely different.
Brian felt this way now; he knew they were doing it on purpose, but he still felt respected.
Although the respect was not for him as a person, but for the Meme Pollution ability he now possessed.
