Chapter 632 631 Changed People III

Chapter 632 631. people who have been changed-III

The videoconference ended after fifteen minutes, and the bigwigs gave great recognition to the working group’s achievements so far, which made Loyal feel proud and relieved.

His biggest fear was spending funds and consuming manpower without getting anything, that would be kind of bad.

But being recognized wasn’t necessarily a good thing.

After the video conference ended, Master Qin gave him good news and bad news.

The good news was that the bigwigs were satisfied with the progress so far, especially since the working group had also produced tangible results, and the brother units of the medical port were very happy to take over the next research of those otherworldly potions, and since it was a rewarding action then it had to be rewarded.

Therefore, Brother Loyalty’s group received more appropriations and higher operational authority.

The bad news was that they were burdened with KPIs.

The bigwigs had a private discussion and decided to set the next Q&A meeting for six months from now, where they hoped to see more about the Golden Age and the technology of creation, and most importantly, to determine if all that knowledge hidden in Transylvania could be used for reality.

Progress in science and technology has always been difficult, although we all advocate one step at a time, but if you can get a “wave of fat” opportunity, even the most traditional and old-fashioned scientists will not refuse.

“Six months, it’s killing me.”

Brother Loyalty took off his mask in his office, depressed, lit up a cigarette, and spat to Master Qin:
“Six months don’t even see if we can win the Black Plague, how can we have that much manpower and resources to explore the ruins of the previous era that we still don’t know where it is? The name of that place is a high-level copy of the current level of players to go how many deaths.

The big brothers really don’t know how hard it is for our grassroots, why don’t we send them a few helmets as well, so that they can personally try out the feeling of powerlessness when fighting against the jackal army.”

“Bullshit! A mission is given and it has to be completed! And your job now is to play the game, playing the game will give you credits and allowances, how many people want it and still can’t get it, don’t play this for me, you kid!
Get your ass in gear!”

Master Qin chided, and then spoke to Moeha, who was also in the video, in a pleasant manner:
“Xiao Lin ah, your previous proposal has also been adopted by the organization in principle, the big brothers mean that you yourself pick a few peers that you think are suitable, anyway, now that the pandemic is in this situation, a lot of scientific research projects have been forced to stop.”

“I thank the big brothers for their support, but the problem is that this job is very difficult for me to do, Master Qin.”

Moeha also took off her mask and helplessly picked up a cup of happy water as she whispered:
“You guys better hurry up and find a way to get Cement Sister back, if she really has a way to build the internal technological framework of this game helmet, then the role one of her can play over there is comparable to a dozen or so mediocre researchers like me.

Alas, this gap between geniuses and geniuses is simply more desperate than the gap between geniuses and mortals.

If she hadn’t come up with that microcosm-based quantum communication theory, we wouldn’t even be able to decipher how this helmet came into effect now.

That said, it’s been so long since her news leaked out, and the family still isn’t planning to act?”

“Seven preparatory programs.”

Master Qin also lit up a cigarette and disclosed to his “right and left guardians”:

“They range from diplomatic intervention to forceful rescue, but the problem now is that the other side seems to have realized the importance of the cement as well.

They’ve moved her.

Ten days ago, our men swooped in and almost got exposed.

All the scenarios had to be redone!
And now the most important thing is to confirm Cement’s exact location, if she can really parse this ‘Observer Technology’ as she said, then her personal safety is not to be worried about for the time being at least.

You two don’t need to worry about this, Kobayashi, you need to keep a good relationship with a few of the Silver Moon Corps, and report back once any more news is sent in from that magical little group of theirs.”

“Uh-huh.”

The two nodded, and Brother Loyalty exhaled a smoke ring and asked:

“So what’s our course of action on the next step?”

“Help Transylvania beat the Black Plague!”

Master Qin narrowed his eyes and said:

“This is the foundation for all the actions on our side to move forward, and there must be a more stable external condition in order for our people to commit to specific actions. But since the clues of that biotech set are related to the Black Plague and Dusk, then I think we might be able to take advantage of the chaos of the Black Plague to complete a quest in a strange way.

I’ve decided to activate the infiltrators.

Luckily, the ones we picked before were the brothers from the action team, and Moeha joins us as a special officer, so as soon as we get any news about that genetic engineering, we’ll act immediately!
Also, I want you to set aside roughly fifty slots for me.”

“Huh?”

Brother Loyalty asked in surprise:

“Is it really the big boys who want it?”

“Where do you think? Even if they really want to go, do I dare let them go?”

Master Qin spat:
“It’s reserved for those who have special skills but have suffered the same situation as me and Vikrama and Feng, whose suffering in the real world might be soothed by new missions and jobs where they can shine for the country in another world.

It’s good for both sides.”

“Uh-huh, that’s no problem!”

Brother Loyalty nodded.

He knew that Master Qin must be personally responsible for this, so he didn’t ask any more questions and exited the group chat after confirming the next scenario again.

But Mengha and Master Qin didn’t exit, and it was only after Brother Loyalty left that Master Qin asked:

“That ‘anchor point’ you guys reported on earlier, have you found it yet?”

“No.”

Mengha replied with great frustration:

“Couldn’t find any anchor point that meets Sister Cement’s requirements at all, but I guess if we can find some kind of Creator facility . If the technology over there really is as god-like as the legends say, we might be able to contact Sister Cement that way, or even get her to enter Transylvania in a ‘stowaway’ way.

But my suggestion is that it’s a no-brainer.

The safety of the equipment she uses for her own use can’t be guaranteed, and it’s hard to say what kind of results she’ll encounter once she opens the door, so maybe she’ll have to get into a situation like Feng’s.

Freedom, it may be true, can be gained, but the price to be paid for it is terrible.”
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“Otherworldly Connection Device, code name ‘Prometheus’. Gee whiz, that’s stupid, never mind, first test, ready to start!”

In a hidden place, Cement, who was incredibly emaciated and had even lost a circle of weight, was alone in a sophisticated laboratory, wearing a corset that was used to protect her body, and laying down on the “hand-rubbed version of the Spirit Connection Device” that she had made.

The complex and sophisticated instrument had been encapsulated, making the exterior of this thing look like a silver-gray device with a huge footprint, similar in appearance to an X-ray scanning instrument, but with a semi-overlapping device connected to the head on the platform where she was lying.

Sister Cement was psyching herself up.

She had been working on this thing lately and knew that once she turned it on, the odds were that she would get a pot of pig brain flowers.

But again, she had to do it.

Even though she was the only one in the lab right now, she was certain that over thirty cameras were watching her, and the assholes who had held themselves hostage in this place where she didn’t know where she was had all but made an appointment with her family through Little Ruyi for a wave of inside-out action, and then she ended up with a bad move.

Hell!

She was trapped now!

Like a yearling pig in a pen, waiting to be fattened up and killed.

“They can’t mess with the physical object now.”

Cement Sister thought in her mind as she lay down on the instrument she had made, performing the self-test before powering up:
“They must have tried, but Alpha didn’t give them that chance, but they must have confirmed that a groundbreaking operation that could turn the world upside down is underway over at home, and they’ve completely panicked.

The old lady is the only means in their hands to achieve catching up.

It’s a good thing, it means I won’t be in personal danger for a long time, but for the rest of my life I’m probably going to have to stay here and work as a scientific slave laborer for them. Blanch!
The old me was so spooked as to why I was doing this stuff in my own lab, I blame little Lumi! Let me develop a damn curiosity, now this curiosity is going to drag me into hell la.”

Sister Cement had a lamenting face.

She was a man of action, as well as a stubborn and confident person.

She was well aware that her scientific literacy was worthless compared to the black technology that Alpha Corporation had mastered, and the device she had produced was just the poorest imitation of that incomprehensible means, and it was fortunate that she had a certain understanding of quantum interference theory before.

But she was not at all confident that the broken thing rubbed out by her own hand was useful or not.

Although those who were “protecting” her had repeatedly offered to bring her live “experimenters”, they had all been rejected by Cement, not wanting to get blood on her hands for one thing, but if her own crap really worked, then the first time she switched on the machine would probably be her only hope of gaining her freedom. The only hope for her freedom.

How could she leave such a hope in the hands of others?

She was a scientist.

She wanted to prove her results herself, and in a crisis she was eager to save herself rather than wait for someone else to come along.

“Experiment logging commencing, prepare to power up and pray that this thing doesn’t churn my brain into a pot of pig’s brains.”

Sister Cement said, then took a few deep breaths to start the thirty second countdown to power up.

Meanwhile, beyond the one-way glass of the lab, two tall Vorpalers were keeping a close eye on it all, the taller adjutant whispering:

“Sir! Would it be too risky to let her try it herself? In case she gets herself killed .”

“The drawings have all been collected, the new device is already being assembled, we’ve had a lot of researchers confirm the principles of this thing and have come to the conclusion that it’s made to look just like a suicide device. Of course there are those who are certain that it is a whimsical idea that has never been seen before, however no one has dared to give a confirming answer as to whether or not it is truly capable of connecting to the otherworld.”

The officer said in a cold tone:

“It’s highly likely that it’s just a funding scam, but our people have already confirmed that The Real Otherworld exists, and we’ve dispatched a lot of people in an attempt to get the physical object, and with the way that mysterious organization has already begun expanding its testers, it’s only a matter of time before we get the physical object.

So, the life and death of this woman is not really that important.

She’s just a backup means.

Psychologists have analyzed her various behaviors and have come to the conclusion that this is not someone who would kill herself out of desperation, and she probably wasn’t committing suicide in a fancy way.

So let her try.

All the data she gets will be recorded, and all her findings are in our pocket.

Oh, a poor little yellow cat trying to escape the hunter.

She can’t turn the tables!
You continue to watch from here, I have to go back, the last report attracted the attention of a lot of big shots, you have to understand that whether or not otherworlds exist is a very serious question.

And right now, we’re seriously behind our rivals. It’s useless for us elite soldiers to try harder if the arrogant and stupid Congress lords don’t approve more funding.

Ha, what a great excuse!”

“Doh.”

Just as those words fell, the lights in the entire corridor and even in the lab went out in a flash, and again in the next second the backup energy was activated, apparently because Cement Sister’s powering up this time used up the lab’s power.

Lying in the instrument, Cement Sister felt countless points of light flashing in front of her eyes at this instant.

Like the snowflakes of an interfered television set, she could feel her consciousness literally for so many seconds seem to be detached from her body, but because of the lack of an accurate anchor point, it made her not know where to go at all.

The moment she felt her consciousness about to rejoin her torso, Cement Sister shouted in her mind:
“Hey! It doesn’t matter who it is! Aliens or gods or demons, if you can hear me . Help me! I’m trapped by a bunch of assholes, help me!”

“Swish.”

Her eyes opened the next second, followed by a sharp pain that surged through all parts of her body.

The excruciating pain caused Sister Cement to let out a mournful scream as her entire shaking body fell to the ground, but her arms and legs were not at her command.

Obviously because of the lack of the key “mental protection” in the process of consciousness leaving and returning to the body, she was like a soul that had been roughly stuffed into a body, almost like the process of “taking over the body”, and the perfect fit of the mind and body was disrupted, making it difficult for her to even control her facial expression. It was almost like a process of “taking over”.

Snot and tears were left behind, and even her ears and eyes were oozing blood.

This scene terrified the two Vorpal officers who were watching, and immediately a medical staff rushed into the lab and carried Sister Cement on a stretcher to the infirmary.

“Tsk, the attempt failed.”

The tall adjutant looked at the shutdown equipment in front of him with a regretful expression and turned his head to the officer:

“The little yellow cat played herself to death, it’s tragic, she actually kinda fits my aesthetic.”

“Failure? No.”

The officer said in a low voice as he narrowed his eyes and surveyed the device in front of him that had just “created” a dead man:
“It was less than a 100% success, send our people over here, let them continue to work on perfecting this thing, and start recruiting experimenters!
This country is short of everything but worthless consumables, and with a pandemic this serious, the sudden disappearance of people who wouldn’t normally be noticed won’t cause any problems, will it?

For the first phase of the experiment, let’s start by recruiting 300 people, and let’s talk about it when we don’t have enough.”
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“Huh?”

In the night of the swamp, Murphy, who had just completed a “double date” with Tris, suddenly opened his eyes on the comfortable bed, and looked at his empty side, Tris was definitely trying to learn the knowledge of the Creator somewhere in the exhibition hall.

She was a standard vampire night owl and wouldn’t waste time resting in the wonderful darkness of the night like Murphy.

But the Lord Governor would be rubbing his head suspiciously, just now in his sleep he seemed to have heard a woman shouting something, but unfortunately he was too far away to hear the content.

He stood up and walked to the console of the monitoring room in his pajamas, and ordered to the curator’s assistant, Iron Beetle One, who levitated over:

“Check the system for anything strange that happened fifteen seconds ago.”

“Please wait, Mr. Curator!”

The Iron Beetle immediately activated the program of the monitoring console, a light screen appeared in front of Murphy’s eyes and started traversing the monitoring records just now, Murphy didn’t expect to find any problems, he poured himself a cup of hot tea, but the result was that the tea that had just been sipped into his mouth immediately spewed out at that instant.

There was an answering message recorded in the light screen in front of him:
[External unfamiliar call signal captured! The other party is in passive call mode, identifying its technical power as very backward, adopting a very clumsy call method, no research value!

“There really is one?”

Murphy wiped his mouth and ordered:

“Can you track the other party’s specific coordinates?”

“Please wait, the tracking program call is starting.”

The image on the light screen suddenly changed.

In Murphy’s astonished gaze, the data simulated a sea of stars rotating, and then quickly narrowed the field of view so that Murphy saw a “cosmic egg” covered with countless star points, and then the tracking arrow jumped continuously in the void like an ocean and finally connected to another “cosmic egg”. In the center.

The screen began to zoom in, and finally a very familiar blue planet was presented in front of Murphy’s eyes.

The view of the screen continued to expand until it finally locked onto an island off the coast of the Windward Islands.

After a few seconds, the tracking program even sketched out Sister Cement’s face and body shape, and also projected all of her vital statistics.

“Hmm? Rapid deterioration of vitality due to the mismatch between mind and body? This guy is dying? That miserable? Tsk, isn’t this another Feng?”

Murphy blinked.

He knew that the development team would probably have to “interfere” with reality once again, and he’d be able to acquire a reluctant “Murphy’s Descendant”.

(End of chapter)