The magical feast ended,

since William and Catherine’s joint dish was not part of the scoring,

the winner was Clown Art, who created the "Human Body Souffle Omelette." Although it contained malice, this malice did not directly affect individuals but instead created an absolutely realistic slaughter scene that allowed the negative emotions pent up inside everyone to be released and vented.

By the end of the meal, everyone felt refreshed, with all the malevolence in the air swept away.

Moreover, most importantly, the dish was indeed delicious and, as the final dessert, was just perfect.

The boss also highly praised the changes Art made.

The poker-faced attendants gradually cleared the tableware from the table and changed the style of the lamps, ready for the most crucial "reform meeting."

The boss’s condition had temporarily stabilized after eating instant noodles, and he started the meeting without a break.

"Since William and Catherine went to another world ahead of schedule through the ’Dream Channel’ and had directly engaged in deicide, even though the deity they killed was only an incomplete avatar, it might accelerate the turning of the world’s gears.

If the gears do not accelerate, according to the current operations of the Circus, our time is still sufficient, sufficient for us to collect the ’Fear’ necessary for the Tent to fully mature.

But if the gears begin to accelerate, then there simply won’t be enough time.

If the transformation of Fear has not been realized before the world becomes unstable, all our efforts will have been in vain.

For this reason, we are going to make reforms today. Moreover, given the standard we have achieved, it is enough to support such a reform.

The main purpose of the reforms is to increase the speed of collecting Fear and to hasten the transformative process of the Circus,"

he concluded,

the boss’s black hair began to flow towards the table, crafting a proportionately scaled-down Circus Tent on site.

He also created figurine models of the major members present, neatly arranged in front of the tent.

"Based on our current absolutely safe collective operation model, the collection rate of phobias has always been limited~therefore, I have decided to ’divide’ the Circus by departments,"

The Circus Tent on the table was cut open like a birthday cake (unevenly) and placed in front of the models of different chiefs,

and dispersed to different parts of the conference table.

Then, different chiefs and their deputies were moved to different positions on the table.

"At that time, each chief will carry a tent that matches the specifications of their department, dispersed, wandering or stationed in different locations of the Old World to perform their specialties and collect Fear.

By this means, the speed of obtaining Fear will be increased."

Upon hearing this, half of the people present showed surprised expressions, while the other half, seeming to have anticipated this, remained silent.

Then, the first to raise a hand for questions at the conference table was Nash, William’s deputy, who had once served as the supervisor of Poker Face.

"Boss, if we are to divide the Circus by departments and perform freely, how can we ensure the quality of the performances?

If any of us perform poorly, shamelessly gathering Fear under the flag of the Circus, it would be a destructive blow to the reputation we have painstakingly built,"

The boss patiently responded, "All present chiefs have been meticulously selected by me, and the quality tonight at the magical feast has reached an unprecedented height... I believe you will not disappoint me.

Moreover, the tent is part of me, I will be observing everything in secret.

If someone indeed tarnishes the reputation of the Circus or acts against the rules, I will personally intervene."

Nash continued, "Also, if we split up, the secrecy of the Circus will inevitably be greatly reduced. If a department is targeted by the Source Epidemic Area and even completely besieged causing the tent to shatter, how shall we handle the loss of Fear?"

"This is one of the risks that the reforms must bear, and it is also a safety issue that all chiefs need to consider. The question should be how to achieve high-quality performances and gather Fear without being discovered."

"Fine..."

Nash did not press further. He was still devoted to the Circus, and this sudden change was something he wasn’t accustomed to. Most importantly, the theater he had passionately built had just started to get on the right track and had not yet had a formal performance with William before these reforms were introduced, which was somewhat hard to accept.

The boss continued, "After each department has split up, each month they will need to meet the prescribed quota for Fear collection. If the Fear collection quota is not met for two consecutive months, I will consider revoking your tent privileges and reclaiming your chief titles or possibly merging you into other well-operated departments."

Additionally, if you feel understaffed, you can also recruit under the name of the circus on your own, paying attention only to the quality and safety of personnel.

If different departments find it appropriate, they may also conduct joint performances to improve the efficiency of Fear collection.

As for the roles, you are not limited to the existing positions, and can try to create some other alternative performances of high quality, as long as they align with the theme of the circus.

All in all, I require everyone to perform fear collection at all costs, preferably not staying in one place, but conducting touring performances.

Once the collection of Fear reaches the target, everyone will end the journey and return to headquarters, where I will determine the positions and rewards according to the contributions made by everyone."

The boss concluded his speech, and such reforms brought different thoughts to everyone present.

William also recovered from his surprise, not expecting the strictly managed circus to make such significant changes. However, this was actually a good thing for him;

this freedom, coupled with William’s connections, might allow him to expand his "theater" under his own name.

He could even abandon the essence of a theater and develop an independent circus that matched his characteristics.

"Boss, when will this reform be implemented?"

Art, who rarely took the initiative to ask questions, seemed also to want to split off and do something big on his own.

"As soon as William completes the mass production of instant noodles, we will start the separation plan,"

during this time, you can prepare well and pre-select the Old World sectors you will visit subsequently."

It was then that William suddenly raised his hand to ask a question.

"Boss, I have a question... The performances shouldn’t be limited to the Old World, right? Fear is an innate primal emotion of all conscious life from birth, so collecting it in the human world should also be possible, right?"

"Of course, you just need to ensure you meet the monthly targets.

However, the ’World Infection’ is not yet complete, and the circus tent belongs to my division, which will be weakened once it transcends the channel, potentially not even enough to hold up the tent;

you need to be cautious of that."

"Okay."

Nash, hearing William’s question, panicked immediately, "Boss, are you planning to perform in the human world? I’m a standard Silver Circle Patient, what if I can’t pass through?"

"No, I was just asking—my main focus will still be in the Old World.

If we encounter insurmountable troubles or fail to meet the monthly targets, then consider moving over, but only as a backup plan, so don’t worry."

"Oh~ I was just being stupid!"

William’s focus was still on the Old World as it had more connections and was more likely to recruit performers suitable for extreme performances.

Moreover, William might also attempt performances near some dangerous areas under the flag of the circus, to collect Fear and talent.

Speaking of training performers, William was also planning to apologize to someone;

if the apology went well, perhaps he could perfectly integrate the theater, performances, and ’Moon’.

"Speaking of which, it’s been such a long time~ Lorrian must have cooled down by now, right?"

...

Far apart, hidden deep in the clouds of the human world, above the Moon.

The once cold and dead Moon seemed to have changed,

within the clinic structure at the core of the Moon,

two young men of similar age sat facing each other in the director’s office,

the cold-colored flames of the fireplace flickered and floated with their cheerful conversation,

beyond the moonlight streaming through the windows, the surroundings were enveloped in a thick, dreamlike mist.

Achoo!

The silver-haired young man suddenly sneezed, as if a familiar name being mentioned made him feel nauseous.