Chapter 1632: Transformation in the Battle of Despair (Thirty-Seven)

In just a few minutes, Bediwell was carried by the gravitational beam back to the gravitational beam management room of the Desert Ship.

"Well, it's a boat!" Bediwell's side actually arrived only a dozen seconds later than Lawrence, so Lawrence muttered to himself when he first arrived, and the werewolf youth could hear it clearly.

"Boss, is this your ship?" Lawrence turned in surprise and asked, "Great, is it the heritage of the ancients?

Bedwell wasn't going to deal with Lawrence. But on second thought, there seemed to be something wrong with Lawrence's words, so Bedeville was taken aback and hurriedly asked, "Have you seen a similar gravitational beam?!"

"Uh...... The bounty hunter stuck out his tongue knowing that he had slipped his mouth: "No, no, no, I haven't seen it, I have a duty of confidentiality, and I shouldn't just say this kind of thing...... ＂

Bediwell frowned: "But you still said it just now." I'm guessing - the Muhammad merchant group has this kind of equipment, am I right?"

Lawrence then gave in and shrugged his shoulders in compromise: "Okay...... Boss, you are originally a member of the Muhammad Merchant Group, shouldn't you know this kind of thing better than me, and even test me. ＂

"When did I say I was a member of the Merchant Order?" Bediwell grinned, "No, not at all. If I have to say, I'm actually more inclined to belong to the antagonist of the merchant group, and I am the enemy of the merchant group. You've got to figure that out. ＂

After listening to Bediwell's speech, Lawrence's whole body trembled as if he had been pricked by a needle: "Uh...... But Boss, what you did yesterday was to ...... ＂

"It's just that because the merchant group kidnapped my friend, I broke into the lab to save my friend. The werewolf youth answered.

"You're so daring...... Lawrence covered his mouth and whispered, "What will happen if you mess with the merchant group, don't you really know?"

"I'm waiting to have a good fight with them. Bediwell was unmoved, and at the same time moved his injured leg forward: "Help me get Solar into the infirmary, and we'll continue to talk about it along the way." ＂

"Oh...... Lawrence was a little reluctant, but since he was on the thief ship, there was no way to give up halfway, so he had to continue to carry the seriously injured and unconscious Solal and walk behind Bediwell.

"So...... Boss, you're really not from the Muhammad Merchant Order, and you've suddenly appeared on the top floor of the glass pyramid to help us suppress the runaway [aggregate]. That's supposed to be the job of the guards in the merchant group. ＂

"I just wanted to ask you," asked Bediwell, rhetorically, "why are a few of your guards in the whole institute here to deal with the situation?

Lawrence stopped talking, as if aware that Bedwell was playing his course, and hesitated to tell Bedwell.

"Listen," the werewolf youth continued, "although I said I was an enemy of the merchants, I am not your enemy. If I had, I would have killed you yesterday and would not have let you go. Didn't you hear the news?, the Muhammad Merchant Clan is ruthless, and immediately after I let you go yesterday, the Merchant Syndicate released another [aggregate] and killed and absorbed everyone in the institute - all to extinguish it. ＂

"Really...... Really?" asked Lawrence, stammering. But he must have received similar news, otherwise this guy would not have believed Bediwell's words at all, but directly denied it.

Of course, this is all a smokescreen deliberately put out by Bedeville. There is something that no one knows about except for Bedeville and others.

There is no second [aggregate] in the institute at all. The Institute's demise was due to the fact that Bediwell did not kill the first [Aggregate] completely, and then escaped.

"Now that we're in the same boat (literally), you'd better tell me everything you know, and then I can find a way to protect you. "You don't even know that you've been targeted by the Muhammad merchants, who will do anything to kill you sooner or later. ＂

"But I've been serving the merchant group for at least five years......" Lawrence was a little angry: "How can you say that you can turn your face......!

"There are old scientists in the institute who have worked for the merchant group for at least ten years, and they are not like they died tragically under the attack of the aggregate. Bediwell snorted, clearly putting pressure on Lawrence.

Lawrence was silent again, and his tone finally relaxed: "Okay...... Boss, what the hell do you want to ask, just say it. Since the merchant group is such a ruthless and unrighteous organization, there is no need for me to be polite to them. But I know very little about it. ＂

"Will you know less?" Bediwell sneered, but this smile actually involved the muscles of his injured leg, making his painful face twist for a while: "Someone who can be a high-level security guard in that kind of place must know a lot of inside information, right?"

"No, no, no, you don't know about that, boss. Lawrence shook his head and said, "Everything in the institute is kept strictly secret. I don't know what the situation is like for people at the higher levels, but those of us who are just working in it are usually only given a single job, and we just do it. My job and that of the other guards was to [rush to the top floor to deal with an extraordinary situation when the alarm went off], and we didn't have to worry about anything else. ＂

Bediwell was shocked: "What? They give you a salary every month, just to make a few of you usually lazy and not work, and only use your hands to clean up the mess when the situation is urgent?!"

"Exactly. It was supposed to be a beautiful mistake until yesterday when that kind of accident happened...... Lawrence smiled bitterly: "I can't go back after poking out such a big basket, so I ran back to my old job." I really didn't expect to meet you again. ...... Wait, Boss, didn't you really come to me on purpose?"

In fact, Bedwell did find Lawrence semi-deliberately, after all, there were a total of nine people who came to interview, and Bedwell ignored the better candidate and singled out Lawrence. But Bediwell didn't answer directly, but made a joke to ease the atmosphere: "That's right, in fact, I am a member of the merchant group, and I deliberately found you, just to secretly kill you in this ship." ＂

"Hahahaha...... It's not funny at all. Lawrence laughed in a cold sweat.

"So, you don't know what kind of research that institute is doing?"

"I'm just a little person, I don't dare to ask. There does seem to be some kind of dangerous research going on in the institute, and the less you know about that kind of thing, the better. ＂

"Interesting. Bediwell couldn't help but snort. He could see from the beginning that Lawrence was the kind of person who didn't mess around, and that was probably why the Muhammed Merchant Order hired Lawrence in the first place. It seems that it is almost impossible to ask anything from Lawrence, because this guy doesn't know anything in the first place.

Still, the person will unconsciously see some of the details of what is happening in the research. It would be a loss to let him go like this.

"Eve, give this Mr. Lawrence free access to the ship's guests - I mean, give him maximum freedom of movement without damaging any of the ship's facilities. ＂

"Understood. Eve immediately replied, "The person's status has been redefined as [VIP]." A separate living room has been opened to it. The medical room and gravitational beam control room have been opened. ＂

Another scarab golem flew over and landed on Lawrence's chest, turning into a brooch-like ornament.

"Please carry the transmitter with you. Tap the transmitter when you need to use it, and the ship will calculate your location and use the gravitational beam to pick you up. ＂

"Uh, ...... boss?" Lawrence looked at Bediwell with a puzzled expression.

"It's just a matter of prevention. Bediwell commanded: "You are perfectly safe in this ship, but it is difficult to say in the outside world. I don't know when the Muhammad Merchant Order will do something to you, but I do know that sooner or later they will kill you. If you feel in danger, don't hesitate to use the gravitational beam to flee the scene. ...... They shouldn't be able to catch up with you, probably. ＂

Unless the opponent also chases after him in the Iron Horseman, and fires in mid-air to attack Lawrence, who is attracted away by the gravitational beam. However, the chances of such a thing are extremely low, let alone hitting something that is sucked away by a gravitational beam in high-speed flight.

"Uh...... Well, thanks. I don't know exactly what's going on here, but thank you. Lawrence said.

By this time, Bedwell had already taken Lawrence to the sandboat's infirmary. As soon as he entered, he began to undress.

"You also do it, and take off the clothes from Soral. Bediwell said as soon as he took off his shirt.

"Uh, what?" Lawrence turned his face away, "Oh, boss, pay attention to decency...... ＂

"You can't wear clothes when you enter the medical cabin, that's all. Bediwell didn't bother to explain too much to Lawrence, and by this time he had already taken off his pants, and the medical cabin on the side was also opened to Bediwell, waiting for the naked werewolf youth to lie down.

"This ...... That's right...... Lawrence then smiled bitterly: "It's the black technology of the ancients again." ＂

"Eve," asked Bediwell, who had taken off his pants and half-reclined in the medical cabin, "how long will it take for the wound on my leg to heal completely?"

"Ligament tears, extensive second-degree frostbite, complete treatment takes about 20 minutes. ＂

"So fast?" Lawrence snorted.

"You remember how this infirmary is used," Bediwell said, giving the bounty hunter a blank look, "I wonder if it will save your life." ＂

Then he ignored Lawrence and lay himself in the medical cabin. The lid of the medical chamber closed instantly, the mask that supplied oxygen was covered, and the air gel poured in and filled the entire medical chamber, and Bediwell fell asleep in a matter of seconds.