Chapter 1632 Transformation in the Ultimate Battle Thirty-seven
Chapter 1632: Transformation in Jue Zhan (37)
In just a few minutes, Bediwell was carried by the gravity beam and flew back to the gravity beam management room of the Desert Ship.
"Well, it's a boat!" Bedivere actually arrived only ten seconds later than Lawrence, so the werewolf youth could clearly hear Lawrence muttering to himself when he first arrived.
"Boss, is this your ship?" Lawrence turned around in surprise and asked: "How great, is it another heritage of ancient people? I have seen such black technology again!"
Bedivere originally didn't intend to talk to Lawrence. But then he thought about it, and there seemed to be something wrong with Lawrence's words. So Bedivere was taken aback and asked hurriedly: "Have you ever seen a similar gravity beam? Where is it?!"
"Uh..." The bounty hunter knew he had spilled the beans and stuck out his tongue: "No, no, no, I haven't seen it. I have a duty of confidentiality and shouldn't say such things casually..."
Bediwell frowned: "But you still said it just now. Let me guess--the Mohammed Merchant Group has this kind of equipment, am I right?"
Lawrence then gave in and shrugged like a compromise: "Okay...Boss, you are originally from the Mohammed Business Group. Aren't you supposed to know this kind of thing better than me? Yet you still want to test me."
"When did I say that I am a member of the business group?" Bediwell grinned: "No, not at all. If you have to say it, I actually prefer to be an opponent of the business group and an enemy of the business group.
.You have to understand this."
After listening to Bedivere's speech, Lawrence's whole body trembled as if he had been pricked by a needle: "Uh!...But boss, your action yesterday was for..."
"It's just because the business group kidnapped my friend, and I broke into the laboratory to save my friend." The werewolf young man then answered.
"You are so brave..." Lawrence covered his mouth and whispered: "You really don't know what the consequences will be if you mess with the business group------"
"I'm just waiting to have a good fight with them." Bedivere remained unmoved and moved his injured leg forward: "Hurry and help me drag Solar into the medical room.
Let’s continue talking about anything along the way.”
"Oh..." Lawrence was a little reluctant at first, but since he was already on the pirate ship, there was no way to give up halfway, so he had to continue carrying Solar, who was seriously injured and unconscious, and walked behind Bedivere.
"So...boss, are you really not from the Mohammed Business Group? You suddenly appeared on the top of the glass pyramid to help us suppress the out-of-control [aggregate]. That should be the security team from the business group."
It’s the job of an executive.”
"I just wanted to ask you," Bedivere asked, "why are you the only few guards in the entire research institute to deal with the situation? Aren't the other guards doing anything?"
Lawrence stopped talking. He seemed to realize that Bedivere was trying to trick him, so he hesitated to tell Bedivere everything he knew.
"Listen," the werewolf youth continued to persuade: "Although I said that I am the enemy of the business group, I am not your enemy. If I were, I would have killed you yesterday and would not let you go at all.
You go. Didn’t you hear the news? The Mohammed Business Group is ruthless. After I let you go yesterday, the people from the business group immediately released another [aggregate] and killed everyone in the institute.
Killed and absorbed --- all in order to silence them."
"Really...really?" Lawrence asked stammering. But he must have received similar news, otherwise this guy would not be suspicious of Bedivere's words, but directly deny them.
Of course, this is all a smokescreen deliberately put out by Bedivere. There is something that no one else knows except Bedivere and others.
There was no second [aggregate] in the institute. The reason why the institute was destroyed was entirely because Bedivere did not completely kill the first [aggregate] and it escaped later.
"Now that we are in the same boat (literally), you'd better tell me everything you know. In that case, I can still find ways to protect you." Bediwell continued to persuade, "You don't know yourself at all.
You have been targeted by the Mohammed business group. They will do anything to silence you. Sooner or later they will come to kill you."
"But I have been serving the business group for at least five years...!" Lawrence was a little angry: "How can you fall out with me just because you want to? These bastards...!"
"There are veteran scientists in the institute who have worked for the business group for at least ten years. Didn't they die tragically under the attack of the polymer?" Bedivere said with a smile, obviously putting pressure on Lawrence.
Lawrence was silent again, and finally relaxed: "Okay... Boss, whatever you want to ask, just say it. Since the business group is such a ruthless and unjust organization, I don't need to be polite to them. But I know
There are very few things to do."
"How much do you know?" Bedivere sneered, but this smile actually involved the muscles of his injured leg, causing his face to twist in pain: "A person who can be a senior security guard in that kind of place
, you must know a lot of inside information, right?"
"No, no, no, you don't know this, boss." Lawrence shook his head and said, "Everything in the institute is highly confidential. I don't know what the situation is like for people at higher levels, but we are just here.
The guys who work inside are usually only given a single job, and we only have to perform this job. The job of me and several other guards is to [rush to the top floor to deal with emergency situations when the alarm sounds]
, we don’t need to worry about anything else."
Bediwell was shocked: "What? They give you a free salary every month just to make you lazy and not work, and only take action to clean up the mess in extraordinary situations?!"
"That's it. This was originally a good job, until something like that happened yesterday..." Lawrence smiled bitterly and said, "I guess I can't go back after digging such a big hole, so I ran back and took it as my own."
I’m old in my profession. I really didn’t expect to meet you again, boss... Wait, boss, didn’t you really come to me on purpose?”
In fact, Bedivere did find Lawrence semi-deliberately. After all, there were nine people in total who came for the interview. Bedivere ignored the better candidates and singled out Lawrence. But Bedivere did not answer directly;
He made a joke to ease the atmosphere: "Yes, I am actually from the business group, and I came to you on purpose, just to kill you secretly on this ship and silence you."
"Hahahaha... This is not funny at all." Lawrence laughed in a cold sweat.
"So, you don't know anything about the research that the institute is doing?"
"I'm just a nobody and I don't dare to inquire around. It seems that the institute is indeed conducting some kind of very dangerous research. Of course, the less we know about that kind of thing, the better."
"Interesting." Bedivere couldn't help but hum. He could see from the beginning that Lawrence was the kind of person who wouldn't pry for information, and this was probably the reason why the Mohammed Business Group hired Lawrence in the first place. It seemed that he wanted to start from
It was almost impossible for Lawrence to ask anything, because this guy didn't know anything to begin with.
Despite this, this person may still unconsciously see some details of what happened in the institute. Letting him go like this will definitely be a loss.
"Eve, give Mr. Lawrence free access to the ship's guests - I mean, give him the maximum freedom of movement without allowing him to damage any facilities in the ship.
Permissions."
"Understood." Eve immediately replied, "The identity of this person has been redefined as [VIP]. The independent living room has been opened to him. The medical room and the gravity beam control room have been opened to him."
Another scarab golem flew over and landed on Lawrence's chest, turning into a brooch-like ornament.
"Please carry the transmitter with you. When you need to use it, tap the transmitter, and the ship will calculate your location and use the gravity beam to pick you up."
"Uh, boss...?" Lawrence looked at Bedivere with a puzzled expression.
"It's just a precaution." Bedivere ordered: "You are absolutely safe in this ship, but it's hard to say in the outside world. I don't know when the Mohammed Business Group will treat you."
Take action, but I know they will kill you sooner or later. If you feel you are in danger, don't hesitate to use the gravity beam to escape from the scene... They shouldn't be able to catch you, probably."
Unless the other party is chasing after him with his iron cavalry, and fires in mid-air to attack Lawrence, who is attracted by the gravity beam. However, the possibility of that happening is extremely low, let alone hitting something that is sucked away by the gravity beam while flying at high speed.
.
"Uh... Okay, thank you. I don't know what's going on here yet, but thank you." Lawrence said.
At this time, Bediwell had already brought Lawrence to the medical room of Shachuan. He started to take off his clothes as soon as he entered.
"Hurry up and take off Solar's clothes." Bedivere said as soon as he took off his shirt.
"Uh, what?" Lawrence turned his face away: "Oh, boss, please pay attention to your dignity..."
"You can't wear clothes when entering the medical cabin, that's all." Bedivere didn't bother to explain too much to Lawrence. He had already taken off his pants at this time, and the medical cabin on the side was also opened to Bedivere, who was waiting.
The naked werewolf young man lay down inside.
"This...is like this..." Lawrence then smiled bitterly and said: "It's another black technology of ancient people."
"Eve," Bedivere took off her underwear, half-lying in the medical cabin, and asked, "How long will it take for the injury on my leg to be completely cured?"
"Ligament tear, extensive second-degree frostbite, complete treatment will take about 20 minutes."
"So fast?" Lawrence couldn't help but hum.
"You also remember how this medical room is used," Bedivere rolled his eyes at the bounty hunter: "Maybe it will save your life."
Then he ignored Lawrence and lay down in the medical cabin. The lid of the medical cabin was closed instantly, the oxygen supply mask was put on, and the air gel instantly poured in and filled the entire medical cabin, and Bediwell was also there for a few seconds.