Monster Integration (Web Novel)

"…The organizations have been very helpful, but we still need your help; the projects need your help and would very much appreciate your donations," said Mary, and the video closed. This video has been the most trending; it has been barely six hours since we uploaded it.

From unofficial spokesperson to Marie had become the official spokesperson; we needed to make the changes in our stance considering how disastrous the donor gala had been; while the organization had pledged to donate, and they donated.

Though what they have donated is paltry some to what they could truly donate; all of them, except for the supremes, are hell-bent on having a quota, even those King class organizations; most of them did not even have a master to lead them, but they want quota of Grandmaster.

Supremes have donated, and their donation is big, but it could have been bigger, and it would have been bigger if not for the lower organizations spoiling all the fun.

It made the supremes hold back on their big donations as if we bowed under pressure; it will benefit them the most, as they will have the biggest quota.

I could use the shortcut that would make most of the supremes donate even more, but the condition hadn't worsened that much that I would be compelled to do that, and I did not plan to unless we were really in trouble. The Grand Lords are supreme leaders, but they leave most of the responsibilities to those of lower levels.

If I had asked directly for the donations, it would make things easier, but as I had said, things had not escalated that much.

Many of the council members and the Grand Commander asked me to consider a quota system, even for 10% of places in the project, but I rejected it immediately. The freedom of the project is very important to me, and if I even concession, it will mess things up, and I can't have that.

I walked out of bed, freshened up, and showered before walking out of my room. It is one of the days I was able to come early and wake up early, and I have intentionally come early when since my mother returned from her mission last night.

"Look, isn't it the most famous Micheal Zaar," said my mother as I appeared in the kitchen, "It seemed like, you know," I said, she had been on a mission since before we launched the attack and since she was out of contact, it is likely she had come to know right after she had returned to the Pyramid.

"Yes, how can I not know when the moment you come out of the teleportation gate and person handed you their resume with their greatest secret, and he was not the only one, by the time I had reached home, there are more than ten people handed me their resume or gave their info for your consideration,"

"Not to mention the thousands of emails and dm's on my account, 95% of them are from the people I barely knew," she said and even showed me the emails on hundreds of screens, all of them asking her to help them get into the project.

"Even rose's homeroom teacher had handed me her resume," My father added softly, and I couldn't help but feel embarrassed by that. It was not just the teacher, but parents of fellow students had approached my father, and some bastard approached rose.

My father and my sister are still fine compared to what Hazel is going through; she tried to pick up her kids whenever she could, and since the news has become public, she and her kids are hounded that she had asked for a bodyguard whenever she is out of projects campus and her home.

"I am sorry, the reaction of people is more intense than we had expected, and it is not going to die out soon," I said apologetically.

"You don't have to feel apologetic, Micheal; what you have achieved is the dream of ancestors, and if it were not for you and your colleagues; the Grimms would have been at Pyramid, and we have been fighting the last battle for our survival," she said with the most serious face, I had ever seen.

"By the way, your aunt had called; she is asking whether you would be able to help your cousin get into the project," she said; hearing that, I couldn't help but sigh.

My mother had a love-hate relationship with her family; she hated them but also loved them. She had helped her niece bring out the grand art from her Inheritance and now is asking for the nephew.

"Only the director is responsible for the recruitment; though I have looked at his file, and currently, he does not possess the compatibility with the director's methods," I replied, "I will inform her," she said; there are not many emotions in her eyes when she said it.

If it had been Joana, I would have helped her, as compatibility could be changed, or I could have crafted the method to her suitability, but for him, I do not have much interest.

We were not close, and I did not like how he was when we met him; in these few years, we have only met a few times and exchanged only a few words. Still, I could change my mind and break the rules if my mother had pressed me, but she did not seem impressed to press his case.

Soon, we noticed something and focused on the rose, "How is your school, honey? Have you learned anything new, made new friends?" mom asked to rose.

She had gotten a little angry seeing her mother giving all her attention to me; she does that when it comes to her mother, who only gets spent a few days at most with her family before getting sent on a mission.

"How is work?" My father asked, "Good, but a little stressful with new subjects and attention," I replied. "Don't take too much stress; there are other things important than work," he softly and turned to my mother and sister, who were talking about school and friends.

"By the way, thanks for the equipments; I know I wouldn't have gotten them without you," He said, and I could only smile.

I did not do anything, but I understand he had gotten them due to my influence. Those people of technical inventory had gone a little overboard; they had given him an upgraded version of everything he had asked for, and I had only come to know about it when they had sent me the notification.

"How are new machines and artifacts?" I asked, "They are great, working much better than I had expected. Though, I would still need some of your investigative seeds; without their help, I wouldn't have been able to make the progress I am making," I said.

"Here, these are the special ones; I have made them according to your needs," I said and handed him a small bottle with twenty-five pink, green seeds.

"Thank you, they will help me a lot," he said and took them into his storage after taking a quick look. He had to be quick. If rose saw them, she might consider them candies like last time and demand them.