The video conference ended after fifteen minutes. The bosses gave great recognition to the working group's current results, which made Zhongzhong feel proud and relieved.
What he fears most is that he spends money and manpower but gets nothing, which is just bad.
However, being recognized is not necessarily a good thing.
After the video conference ended, Master Qin gave him good news and bad news.
The good news is that the bosses are very satisfied with the current progress, especially the working group has produced practical results. The brother units of the medical department are very happy to take over the subsequent research on those otherworldly potions. Since it is a fruitful operation, it is necessary.
be rewarded.
Therefore, Brother Zhongzhong’s team received more funding and higher operational authority.
The bad news is that they have KPIs on their backs.
The big guys discussed it privately and decided to set the next inquiry meeting in six months. They hope to see more news about the golden age and creation technology. The most important thing is to determine what is hidden in Transia.
Whether knowledge can be used in reality.
The progress of science and technology has always been difficult. Although everyone advocates progressing step by step, if they can get the opportunity of "a wave of fattening", no matter how traditional a scientist is, they will not refuse it.
"Six months, this is terrible."
Brother Zhongzhong took off his mask in his office, lit up a cigarette depressedly, and complained to Master Qin:
"It's not sure whether we can defeat the black disaster in six months. How can we have so much manpower and material resources to explore the ruins of the previous era that we don't know where they are? Just by the name, we know that this place is a high-level dungeon, and now it is
Players will die depending on their level.
The bosses really don’t know the hard work of our grassroots staff, why don’t we give them a few helmets and let them try for themselves the feeling of powerlessness when fighting against the jackal army.”
"Bullshit! Once a task is given, it must be completed! And your job now is to play games. When you play games, you will get credits and subsidies. How many people want it but still can't get it? Don't do this to me, you kid!
Bring me some snacks!"
Mr. Qin scolded, and said to Mengha who was also in the video in a friendly manner:
"Xiao Lin, your previous proposal was approved in principle by the organization. What the bosses meant was to pick a few colleagues you think are suitable. Anyway, with the current pandemic, many scientific research projects have been forced to stop.
."
"I thank the big guys for their support, but the problem is, it's hard for me to make the decision, Mr. Qin."
Mengha also took off her mask and helplessly picked up a glass of happy water. She whispered:
"You should hurry up and find a way to bring Sister Cement back. If she really has a way to build the internal technological framework of this gaming helmet, then the role she can play there will be comparable to a dozen like me.
Such a mediocre researcher.
Alas, the gap between geniuses is simply more despairing than the gap between geniuses and mortals.
If she hadn't proposed the quantum communication theory based on the microscopic world, we wouldn't even be able to decipher how this helmet works.
By the way, her news has been leaked for so long, haven’t the family planned to take action yet?”
"Seven Preparatory Plans."
Mr. Qin also lit up a cigarette and disclosed to his "guardians":
"There are everything from diplomatic intervention to military rescue, but the problem now is that the other party seems to be aware of the importance of cement.
They moved her.
Ten days ago, our people missed the target and were almost exposed.
All plans have to be redone!
The most important thing now is to confirm the exact location of the cement. If she can really analyze this 'observer technology' as she said, then there is no need to worry about her personal safety at least for the time being.
You two don't have to worry about this, Xiao Lin, you have to maintain a good relationship with the members of the Silver Moon Group, and report in time if there is any news from their magical little group."
"Um."
The two of them nodded. Brother Zhongzhong blew out a smoke ring and asked:
"So what's our next course of action?"
"Help Transia defeat the Black Disaster!"
Master Qin squinted his eyes and said:
"This is the basis for all our actions here. There must be relatively stable external conditions to allow our people to engage in specific actions. But since the set of biotechnology clues are related to the Black Disaster and Dusk, then I think we
Perhaps you can take advantage of the chaos of the Black Disaster to complete an exploration in the form of a surprise attack.
I decided to enable lurkers.
Fortunately, all the brothers selected before were from the action team. Mengha joined us as a special personnel. Once there is news about the genetic project, we will take action immediately!
In addition, I want you to leave about fifty places for me."
"ah?"
Brother Zhongzhong asked in surprise:
"Do the big guys really want it?"
"Where did they go? Even if they really want to go, do I dare to let them go?"
Master Qin complained:
"It is reserved for those who have special skills but are in the same situation as me, Ashina-chan, and Feng. Their pain in the real world may be soothed by new tasks and work, and they can work for others in another world.
The country shines brightly.
It’s good for both parties.”
"Yeah, that's no problem!"
Brother Zhongzhong nodded.
He knew that Mr. Qin must be personally responsible for this matter, so he didn't ask any more questions. He confirmed the next plan and left the group chat.
But Mengha and Master Qin did not quit. After Brother Zhongzhong left, Master Qin asked:
"Have you found the 'anchor point' you reported before?"
"No."
Mengha replied very frustrated:
"We can't find any anchor points that meet Sister Cement's requirements, but I guess if we can find some Creator facility. If the technology there is as god-like as the legend says, maybe we can contact Cement in this way.
Sister, even let her enter Transia by 'smuggling'.
But my suggestion is that this is a no-brainer.
The safety of the equipment she uses cannot be guaranteed. It is hard to say what kind of consequences it will encounter once it is turned on. It might end up like Ah Feng.
Freedom may indeed be obtained, but the price to pay for it is too terrible.”
——
"Alternate world connection device, codenamed 'Prometheus'. Oh, that's too stupid. Forget it, the first test is ready to begin!"
In a secret place, Sister Cement, who was extremely haggard and had even lost a lot of weight, was alone in a sophisticated laboratory. She wore a tight suit to protect her body and lay on the bed she made.
On that "hand-rubbed spiritual connection device".
The complex and precise instrument before has been packaged, making this thing look like a silver-gray device that occupies a huge area. It looks like an X-ray scanning instrument, but there is a machine on the lying platform.
A half-cover device connected to the head.
Sister Cement is doing some self-psychological construction.
She has been studying this thing recently and knows that once she turns it on, she will most likely get a pot of pig brains.
But she had to do it.
Although she is the only one in the laboratory now, she is sure that more than thirty cameras are watching her. Those bastards took her hostage to this unknown place. They had made an appointment at home through Xiao Ruyi
People come in and cooperate with each other, but in the end, I still miss one move.
Damn it!
I am trapped now!
It's like a new year pig in a pig pen, waiting to be fattened before being killed.
"They can't get the real thing now"
Sister Cement was lying on the instrument she made, and while doing the self-check before starting up, she thought to herself:
"They must have tried, but Alpha Company didn't give them the chance, but they must have confirmed that a groundbreaking operation was going on back home that could overturn the world, and they were completely panicked.
I am the only means they have to catch up.
This is a good thing, it means I won't be in personal danger for a long time, but I will probably have to stay here as a scientific slave for the rest of my life.
Blanch!
I was really obsessed at the time. Why did I do this in my laboratory? It’s all Xiao Lumi’s fault! It gave me damn curiosity, and now this curiosity is going to drag me into hell.”
Sister Cement lamented.
She is a strong-willed person who is also stubborn and confident.
She knew very well that her scientific literacy was nothing compared to the black technology mastered by Alpha Company. The device she made was just the poorest imitation of that incomprehensible method. Fortunately, she had some knowledge of quantum interference theory before.
learn.
But she had no confidence at all whether the crap she made with her own hands was useful.
Although those who "protected" her repeatedly proposed "experimenters" who could bring her life, they were all rejected by Sister Cement. On the one hand, she did not want to get blood on her hands. If her junk was really useful, then
Turning on your phone for the first time may very well be your only hope for freedom.
How can such hope be given to others?
She is a scientist.
She hopes to prove her results by herself, and she desires to save herself when she is in crisis instead of waiting for other people's magic weapons to come from the sky.
"Start the experiment recording, prepare to turn on the computer, and pray that this thing will not turn my brain into a pot of pig brains."
Sister Cement said something, then took a few deep breaths and started the thirty-second countdown to boot.
At the same time, outside the one-way glass of the laboratory, two tall Forboles were paying close attention to all this, and the taller adjutant whispered:
"Sir! Isn't it too risky for her to try it herself? What if she kills herself?"
"The drawings have been collected, and the new device is already being assembled. We have found many researchers to confirm the principle of this thing, and we have come to the conclusion that this thing is just like a suicide device. Of course, some people are sure that it comes from
It’s a fantastic idea that has never been seen before, but no one dares to give a confirmed answer as to whether it can really connect to another world.”
The chief said in a cold tone:
"This is most likely just a project to swindle funds, but our people have confirmed that "Real Alien" exists. We have sent many people to try to get the real thing, in the style of that mysterious organization that has begun to recruit testers.
, it’s just a matter of time before we get the real thing.
Therefore, this woman's life and death are actually not that important.
She's just a backup.
Psychologists have analyzed her various behaviors and concluded that this guy is not a person who would commit suicide out of despair. She is probably not committing suicide in any way.
So let her try it.
All the data she obtains will be recorded, and all her research results are in our possession.
Haha, a poor little yellow cat trying to escape from the hunter's clutches.
She can't change the world!
You can continue to watch here. I have to go back. The last report attracted the attention of many big shots. You have to understand that whether another world exists is a very serious issue.
But now, we have seriously fallen behind our opponents. If the arrogant and stupid Congressmen don't approve more funds, it will be useless for us elite soldiers and generals to work hard.
Ha, what a good excuse!"
"beep"
Just as these words fell, the lights in the entire corridor and even the laboratory were extinguished in an instant, and the backup energy was activated the next second. It was obviously because Sister Cement's power-on this time used up the battery in the laboratory.
Sister Cement, who was lying in the instrument, felt countless light points flashing in front of her eyes at this moment.
Like the snowflakes on a disturbed TV, she could feel that her consciousness seemed to be separated from her body for a few seconds, but because there was no accurate anchor point, she had no idea where to go.
At the moment when she felt that her consciousness was about to return to her body, Sister Cement shouted in her heart:
"Hey! Whoever it is! Aliens, gods or demons, if you can hear me. Help me! I'm trapped by a bunch of bastards, help me!"
"Shua"
She opened her eyes the next second, and then a sharp pain surged from all parts of her body.
The heartbreaking pain made Sister Cement let out a shrill scream. Her whole body shook and fell to the ground, but her hands and feet did not obey the command.
Apparently it was because of the lack of key "mental protection" in the process of consciousness leaving the body and returning, making her feel like a soul that had been roughly stuffed into a body. It was like a process of "seizing the body", the mind and body
Her perfect adaptation was disrupted, making it difficult for her to even control her facial expressions.
Snot, tears, and even blood oozed from the ears and eyes.
This scene frightened the two Fobol officers who were watching. Immediately, medical staff rushed into the laboratory and carried Sister Cement onto a stretcher and sent her to the infirmary.
"Tsk, the attempt failed."
The tall adjutant looked at the stopped equipment in front of him with regret, turned to the commander and said:
"The little yellow cat played herself to death. It's so miserable. She actually fits my aesthetic quite well."
"Failed? No."
The officer squinted his eyes and looked at the device that had just "created" a useless person in front of him. He whispered:
"It's just less than 100% successful. Send our people over and let them continue to study and improve this thing, and start recruiting experimenters!
This country lacks everything except those worthless consumables. The pandemic is so serious, and the sudden disappearance of some people who are usually not noticed will not cause any problems, right?
For the first phase of the trial, let’s recruit 300 people first, and then wait until it’s enough.”
——
"Um?"
At night in the forbidden swamp, Murphy, who had just completed a "double date" with Tris, suddenly opened his eyes on the comfortable bed. He glanced at the empty place next to him. Tris would definitely be in the exhibition hall.
Somewhere trying to learn the knowledge of the Creator.
She is a standard vampire night owl and will not waste time resting in the wonderful dark night like Murphy.
But the Governor was touching his head in confusion. He seemed to have heard a woman shouting something in his sleep just now, but it was a pity that he was too far away and couldn't hear the content at all.
He stood up, walked to the control console in the control room in his pajamas, and gave the order to the curator's assistant Iron Beetle No. 1:
"Check the system to see if anything strange happened fifteen seconds ago."
"Mr. Curator, please wait a moment!"
The Iron Beetle immediately started the monitoring station program, and a light curtain appeared in front of Murphy's eyes, and began to go through the monitoring records just now. Murphy didn't expect to find any problems. He poured himself a cup of hot tea, and just drank it.
The tea in his mouth spurted out immediately.
A response message is recorded in the light curtain in front of you:
[The external strange call signal has been captured! The other party is in passive calling mode. It is determined that its technical capabilities are very backward, and the calling method is very clumsy and has no research value!]
"Is there really one?"
Murphy wiped his mouth and ordered:
"Can I track the other party's specific coordinates?"
"Please wait a moment, the tracking program call is started."
The picture on the light screen suddenly changed.
In Murphy's surprised gaze, the data simulated the rotation of the sea of stars, and quickly narrowed the field of view to allow Murphy to see a "cosmic egg" with countless star points, and then the tracking arrow kept jumping in the void like an ocean and finally connected to
In another "cosmic egg".
The screen began to zoom in, and finally a very familiar blue planet appeared in front of Murphy's eyes.
The perspective of the picture continues to expand until it is finally locked on an island off the coast of the Windward Islands.
After a few seconds, the tracking program even outlined Sister Cement's face and body shape, and projected all of her life data.
"Huh? The rapid deterioration of vitality caused by the mismatch between mind and body? This guy is about to die? Is it so miserable? Tsk, isn't this just another Afeng?"
Murphy blinked.
He knew that the development team might have to "interfere" with reality again, and he would get an unwilling "Murphy's descendant".
