The video conference ended fifteen minutes later, and the bigwigs gave great affirmation of the working group's current results, which made Brother Loyal feel proud and relieved.

What he is most afraid of is that if he spends money and manpower but does not get anything, then it will decline.

But being recognized doesn't necessarily mean a good thing.

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

The good news is that the bigwigs are very satisfied with the progress so far, especially since the working group has also come up with practical results, and the brother units of the medical mouth are very happy to take over the next research of those otherworldly potions, since it is a rewarding action, it must be rewarded.

As a result, Brother Loyalty's group received more funding and higher operational authority.

The bad news is that they're saddled with KPIs.

The bigwigs discussed it privately and decided to hold the next inquiry in six months' time, hoping to see more about the Golden Age, creation technology, and most importantly, to determine if the hidden knowledge of Translancia could be used in reality.

The progress of science and technology has always been difficult, although everyone advocates one step at a time, but if you can get the opportunity of "a wave of fat", no matter how traditional and old-fashioned scientists will not refuse.

"Six months, that's terrible."

Brother Zhong took off his mask in his office, lit a cigarette depressedly, and complained to Qin Ye:

"If you can't win the Black Plague for six months, how can you have so many manpower and material resources to explore the ruins of the previous era that you don't know where you are? That place is a high-level dungeon just by listening to the name, and the current level of players is as much as they die.

The bigwigs really don't know the hard work of our grassroots personnel, so why don't you give them a few helmets and let them try the powerlessness they feel when they fight against the army of jackals. ”

"! The mission is set to be completed! And your job now is to play games, and there are credits and allowances for playing games, how many people want to get it, don't play this set for me, you kid!

Serve me a snack! ”

Qin Ye scolded, and said to Meng Ha, who was also in the video, with a pleasant face:

"Xiaolin, your previous proposal has also been approved by the organization in principle, and the bigwigs mean that you can pick a few peers who you think are suitable, anyway, now that the pandemic is present, many scientific research projects have been forced to stop."

"I thank the bigwigs for their support, but the problem is, it's hard for me to call the shots for this job, Qin Ye."

Meng Ha also took off her mask and helplessly picked up a glass of happy water, she whispered:

"You better hurry up and find a way to get Sister Cement back, if she really has a way to build the internal technological framework of this game helmet, then the role she can play there is comparable to a dozen mediocre researchers like me.

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

If it weren't for her theory of quantum communication based on the microscopic world, we wouldn't even be able to crack how this helmet works.

In other words, her news has been leaked out for so long, and the family doesn't plan to act yet? ”

"Seven Preparatory Plans."

Qin Ye also lit a cigarette and disclosed to his "left and right protectors":

"Everything from diplomatic intervention to armed rescue, but the problem now is that the other side seems to be aware of the importance of cement.

They transferred her.

Ten days ago, our people pounced and almost got exposed.

All plans have to be redone!

And the most important thing now is to confirm the exact orientation of the cement, if she can really parse this 'observer technology' as she says, then her personal safety will not have to worry 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 a few members of the Silver Moon Regiment, and if there is any news from their magical little group, you must report it in time. ”

"Hmm."

The two nodded, and Brother Loyal spat out the smoke ring and asked:

"So what's next for us?"

"Help Transncia win the Black Plague!"

Qin Ye squinted his eyes and said:

"This is the basis for all the actions on our side, and there must be a relatively stable external conditions for our people to devote themselves to concrete actions. However, since the clues of that set of biotechnology are related to the Black Plague and Dusk, then I think we may be able to take advantage of the chaos of the Black Plague and complete an exploration in the form of a surprise soldier.

I decided to enable Sleepers.

Fortunately, the brothers who were selected before were all members of the action group, and Moe Ha joined us as a special agent, so as soon as there was news about that genetic project, we would act immediately!

In addition, I want you to set aside about fifty places for me. ”

"Huh?"

Brother Loyal asked in surprise:

"Do you really want the big guys?"

"Where did you go? Even if they were willing to go, would I dare to let them go? ”

Qin Ye complained:

"It's reserved for those who have special skills but are in the same situation as me, Reed, and Feng, whose real-world suffering may be soothed by new tasks and work, and who can shine for the country in another world.

It's good for both sides. ”

"Mm-hmm, that's fine!"

Brother Loyal nodded.

He knew that Qin Ye must be personally responsible for this matter, so he didn't ask too much, confirmed the next plan and quit the group chat.

But Meng Ha and Qin Ye did not quit, and after Brother Loyal left, Qin Ye asked:

"Did you find the 'anchor' you reported earlier?"

"Nope."

Moe Ha replied very frustratedly:

"I can't find any anchor points that match Miss Cement's requirements, but I guess if we can find some Creator facility. If the technology over there is really like a god as the legend says, maybe it will be able to contact Sister Cement in this way, and even let her enter Transncia by 'smuggling'.

But my suggestion is that it can't be helped.

The security of her own equipment cannot be guaranteed, and it is difficult to say what kind of result will happen to her once she opens the opportunity, and she will be like Ah Feng.

Freedom, perhaps, can be obtained, but the price to pay for it is terrible. ”

——

"Otherworldly Connection Device, codenamed 'Prometheus'.Hey, that's stupid, forget it, first experiment, ready to start!"

In a hidden place, the whole person is extremely haggard, and even the cement sister, who has lost a lot of weight, is alone in a sophisticated laboratory, she is wearing a tights to protect her body, lying on the "hand-rubbed version of the spiritual connection device" she made.

The intricate and sophisticated instrument had been encapsulated, giving it the appearance of a silver-gray device with a large footprint, resembling an X-ray scanning machine, but with a half-covered device attached to the head on the lying platform.

Sister Cement is doing self-psychological construction.

She has been researching this thing recently, and she knows that once she turns it on, there is a high probability that she will get a pot of pig brains.

But she had to do it again.

Although she is the only one in the laboratory now, she can be sure that more than thirty cameras are staring at her, and that group of bastards has held themselves hostage to this place where they don't know where, and they have all made an appointment with their family members through Xiao Ruyi, but they are still a bad move.

Damn it!

I'm trapped now!

It's like a pig-in-pig in a pigsty, waiting to be fattened before being killed.

"They can't get the real thing now"

Sister Cement lay on the instrument she made, and while doing a self-test before starting, she thought in her heart:

"They must have tried, but Alpha didn't give them that chance, but they've definitely confirmed that there's a groundbreaking operation going on at home that could turn the world upside down, and they're completely panicking.

Lao Niang is the only means in their hands that can catch up.

That's a good thing, it means I'm not in physical danger for a long time, but I'm probably going to stay here for the rest of my life as a research slave for them.

Scald!

The old lady was really obsessed with ghosts at the time, why did she do this thing in her own laboratory, it was all to blame on Little Lumi! It gave me a damn curiosity, and now it's going to drag me to hell. ”

Sister Cement sighed.

She is a very active person, but also a stubborn and confident person.

She knew very well that her scientific literacy was nothing compared to the black technology mastered by Alpha, and that the device she had made was just the most clumsy imitation of that incomprehensible method, but fortunately she had a certain understanding of quantum interference theory before.

But she didn't have any confidence in whether the broken things she made out by her hands were useless.

Although those who "protected" her repeatedly proposed "experimenters" who could bring her fresh life, they were all rejected by Sister Cement, not wanting to get blood on her hands is one thing, if her broken things are really useful, then the first boot is likely to be her only hope for freedom.

How can such hope be faked?

She's a scientist.

She wants to prove her own results, and when she is in crisis, she also wants to save herself, rather than waiting for others to come to her.

"Experiment log begins, get ready to boot up, and pray this thing doesn't turn my brain into a pot of pig brains."

Sister Cement said, then took a few deep breaths and started the thirty-second countdown to boot.

At the same time, beyond the one-way glass of the laboratory, two tall Phoboles were closely watching all this, and the taller lieutenant whispered:

"Sir! Wouldn't it be too risky for her to try it herself? In case she kills herself."

"The drawings have been gathered, the new device is already being assembled, and we have asked a number of researchers to confirm the principle of this thing, and have come to the conclusion that this thing is made to be the same as a suicide device. Of course, there are also those who are sure that this is a fantasy that has never been done before, but no one dares to give a confirmed answer as to whether it can really be connected to another world. ”

The chief said in an indifferent tone:

"It's most likely just a fraudulent project, but our guys have confirmed that Real Otherworld exists, and we've sent a lot of people trying to get the physical thing, and with the mysterious organization that has begun to recruit testers, it's only a matter of time before we get the real thing.

Therefore, the life and death of this woman are actually not so important.

She's just a backup.

Psychologists have analyzed her behavior and come to the conclusion that this guy is not a person who will kill herself out of despair, and she probably is not committing suicide.

So let her try.

All the data she gets will be recorded, and all the research she has done is in our pocket.

Oh, a poor little yellow cat trying to escape from the hunter's palm.

She can't turn the sky!

Keep watching here, I'll have to go back, the last report attracted the attention of a lot of big people, you have to understand that the existence of another world is a very serious question.

And now, we are seriously behind our opponents, and the arrogant and stupid congressional lords don't approve any more money, and it is useless for us elite generals to try harder.

Ha, what a good excuse! ”

"Toot"

Just when these words fell, the lights in the entire corridor and even the laboratory were extinguished in an instant, and the backup energy was activated in the next second, obviously because Sister Cement's start-up used up the power of the laboratory.

Sister Cement, who was lying in the instrument, felt that countless points of light flashed in front of her at this moment.

Like a snowflake on a distracted TV, she could feel her consciousness literally detached from her body for a few seconds, but without an exact anchor point, she didn't know 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! It doesn't matter who it is! Aliens, gods or demons, if you can hear them. Help me! I'm trapped by a bunch of bastards, help me! ”

"Huh"

She opened her eyes in the next second, and then a sharp pain welled up in her heart from all parts of her body.

The heart-piercing pain made Sister Cement let out a terrible scream, and she fell to the ground with her whole body shaking, but her hands and feet did not listen to the command.

Obviously, because of the lack of key "mental protection" in the process of consciousness leaving the body and returning, she is like a soul being rudely stuffed into a shell at this time, which is like a process of "snatching away", and the perfect fit between the mind and the body is disrupted, making it difficult for her to even control her facial expressions.

Snot and tears were left in droves, and even blood oozed from the ears and eyes.

This scene frightened the two onlookers, and immediately medical personnel rushed into the laboratory, carried Sister Cement on a stretcher and sent her to the infirmary.

"Tsk, the attempt failed."

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

"The little yellow cat played herself to death, it's miserable, she actually fits my aesthetics."

"Failure? No. ”

The chief squinted his eyes at the device that had just "made" a waste in front of him, and he whispered:

"It's just less than 100% successful, send our people over, let them continue to work on this thing, and start recruiting experimenters!

This country lacks everything, except for those worthless consumables, and the pandemic is so serious, the sudden disappearance of some people who are not usually concerned will not cause any problems, right?

In the first phase of the trial, let's recruit 300 people first, and then talk about it if it's not enough. ”

——

"Huh?"

On the night of the Swamp Forbidden Lands, Murphy, who had just finished a "double date" with Tracy, suddenly opened his eyes from the comfort of his bed, and he glanced at the empty side, where Tracy would definitely be trying to learn about the Creator somewhere in the exhibition hall.

She's a standard vampire night owl and doesn't waste time resting in the middle of a wonderful dark night like Murphy does.

But the Governor touched his head suspiciously, for he seemed to have heard a woman shouting something in his sleep, but unfortunately he was too far away to hear the contents.

He stood up, walked to the console in his pajamas, and ordered Iron Beetle One, the assistant curator who was hovering:

"Check the system to see if anything strange happened fifteen seconds ago."

"Curator, please wait!"

The iron beetle immediately started the program of the monitoring station, 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 the tea in his mouth immediately squirted out.

In front of the light curtain in front of you, a response message is recorded:

[External strange call signal has been captured!] The other party is a passive call mode, and its technical strength is very backward, and the call method is very clumsy, and there is no research value! 】

"Really?"

Murphy wiped his mouth and ordered:

"Can you track the specific coordinates of the other party?"

"Wait a minute, the tracker call begins."

The picture on the light curtain changed suddenly.

In Murphy's surprised gaze, the data simulated the rotation of the sea of stars, and the rapid reduction of the field of view allowed Murphy to see a "cosmic egg" with countless star spots, and then the tracking arrows continued to jump in the ocean-like void, and finally connected to another "cosmic egg".

The image begins to zoom in, eventually revealing a very familiar blue planet in front of Murphy's eyes.

The angle of view continues to expand until it finally locks onto an island in the open sea of the Windward Islands.

A few seconds later, the tracking program even outlined Sister Cement's face and body shape, and also projected all her life data.

"Huh? Rapid deterioration of vitality due to the mismatch between mind and body? This guy is dying? Is it so miserable? Tsk, isn't this another Ah Feng? ”

Murphy blinked.

He knew that the development team might have to "interfere" with reality once more, and that he would be able to get a reluctant "Murphy Descendant" again.

(End of chapter)