Today's research bases under the Scholar faction are still as peaceful and boring as usual.

As a secluded area away from the world, few people can endure the loneliness of staying in this closed area for months without going out, but the twilight minions who can be sent here are dead houses with the characteristics of "researchers", for them, they can be given a laboratory, given enough experimental materials and enough new knowledge, they can hide and entertain themselves until the end of the world.

Well, that's the most striking feature of the scholar faction.

Although they are very important members of the Twilight Order, the members of the Scholar Faction are different from other factions who are uncomfortable with the action of not doing anything for a day, and they do not want to have any contact with the outside world without mandatory tasks.

They just want to reproduce the precious creation knowledge of the Golden Age bit by bit in their own laboratories and through their own efforts.

The shaping of the nezumi is only a subject for the scholar faction.

In terms of importance, it is not even ranked in the top five of all the current topics, so don't expect the current biological base specializing in the evolution of the rat people to be lucky enough to migrate to the base camp, they also have strict internal assessment and promotion standards.

In terms of the dedication and proportion of the current Nezumi project in the Twilight cause, the Twilight researchers in the base have to work harder if they want to be promoted.

"But that's okay!

As long as our nezumi army takes a decisive toll on the Brass Fortress, all of our fellow R-9 base mates will be rewarded by the Scholar!

We'll have more knowledge of creation, we'll have more equipment for experimentation, and we'll even be allowed to go to the base camp and work on bigger projects.

Yes!

Our efforts are important to the cause of the organization, fellows, you are important!

Come, let's applaud ourselves today. ”

In the cafeteria of the base, His Excellency "Explorer", as the leader of the project team, is routinely giving his researchers chicken blood every day.

It's a pity that this guy's eloquence is really ordinary, and it is all those few words over and over again, which makes the researchers in front of him who are hungry and waiting for the meal with a dinner plate not interested at all.

it!

Everyone is very tired of mental work every day, don't fix all this bureaucracy, okay?

Hurry up and go back to the lab after dinner, bastard!

The instrument is still running data, can you stop wasting time?

Amid the complaints of a group of researchers, the Explorer also knew that he was bored, snorted and waved everyone to go to dinner.

The people who could eat in the cafeteria of this "Golden Age" were all official researchers, and the minions and apprentices were not eligible to enter, so they could only get some nutritional paste from the upper bio to fill their stomachs.

That means so-so, but the nutrients are sufficient, and the source is the harmless "test specimens" in this laboratory, considering that this base mainly studies rat people, so the apprentices and servants had better not seriously care about what the raw materials of the nutritional paste are, anyway, it will definitely be over if they don't eat the dead.

The explorer fetched himself a meal, carried the plate to the edge of the cafeteria, received the juice from the self-running canteen assistant robot, and sat down in front of a tired old man with a white beard.

He pulled back his hood, revealing the face of a young elf who didn't belong to him.

The explorer's previous body had already been shattered by a shot from the Blooddread Grand Duke Pablo when he was out collecting data on the nezumi battle, and he had transferred his soul at the last moment, and now this body was a backup he had prepared for a long time.

He is very satisfied with the new body, energetic and adaptable, and there is no rejection reaction after the soul transfer, the only regret is that it is not his "original goods", which causes the body to age very quickly, and may have to change another body after two years at most.

Of course, there is a better choice, if you can get the favor of the "scholar" and be allowed to enter the "life greenhouse" in the base camp, you can rely on the mysterious creation knowledge to reshape your body.

The process is called "cloning", and it's not a new concept for these cultist researchers, who can complete the simple cloning process in this base themselves, but unfortunately, the equipment needed for perfect cloning is only available in the base camp.

There is also a hierarchy among researchers.

This class is reflected in the value of the instruments they use on a daily basis, and in the number of times their research applications are rejected.

"I said, why are you still sad?"

The explorer scooped a spoonful of fried rice into his mouth, chewed it and said to the white-bearded old man sitting across from him:

"Hasn't your experimental project been accepted? The scholar's evaluation of this is not perfect, but it is very good for a newcomer like you. ”

"It's not my project that I'm worried about, Kante"

The white-bearded old man sighed, but before he could finish speaking, he was reprimanded in a low voice by the explorer:

"Call me 'Explorer'! Damn, Flynn, why don't you know the rules after all this time? The name of the past represents shame and impurity, and we have joined the twilight in the service of the great cause of purification, so it is time to leave the past behind and embrace a new life!

Don't talk about the past again!

Bastard, I told you that there are other research groups in this base, and if we get a small report, our promotion will be delayed any longer.

It's a very competitive line of work, my old friend.

There are so many of them that the non-mainstream research groups are coveting the results we have made, and those third-rate researchers dream of picking our peaches every day.

The Nezumi project is one of the most promising projects under the command of the Scholar at present, and we will soon be soaring! In the face of such a future, you and I, our past life full of failures is not worth nostalgia for.

Damn it!

Flynn, look at your face!

You're missing your unproductive apprentice again, aren't you? Damn, you're not so weak, you made up your mind to leave the Tower of the Ring and join me, it was your own decision."

"I'm not complaining about you, Kante. Uh, explorer, I am only grateful for your support, I have a pretty good time in the base, and I am the first to share the results of my research with you. We've been friends for decades, why can't you trust me? ”

The white-bearded old man, known as Flynn, glared at his old friend, and he chewed a piece of jam bread into his mouth as if it were chewing wax, and after a few seconds he lowered his voice and said:

"I just saw the battle report of the Black Flame Pass, and the report of the nezumi battle results was mixed with an image, and I saw Heru there. After I suspended my death, the kid ran to Trancia to join the vampire lord's army, and he was already dressed in Translasia's military uniform.

He's hanging out with the vampires!

He uses what I taught him to try to make glory in war, and it's all to blame me!

If I had brought him with me, he wouldn't have taken this crooked path.

He's just a scout, he shouldn't be on the front line. ”

"Well, you let me tell you what's good, Flynn."

The explorer snorted and pouted:

"You are always so indecisive, and you are emotionally attached regardless of the occasion, you were like this when the two of us were messing around in the Tower of the Ring, with your talent, if you could be a little more decisive, you would have already mixed into the position of the top-ranked psionic master.

Heru, right?

I met him before I defected, that kid's potential is very average, I still don't understand, why do you value him so much?

Is it just because he's from the same place as you? ”

"He's a lot like me, Kante, didn't you notice?

Heru is very much like us back then, born in poverty, who entered the Tower of the Ring with great luck, and tried his best to study to keep up with the footsteps of those true geniuses, but he would always be infected with bad luck for one reason or another. ”

Old Flynn shook his head and said:

"If it were in the classical era, Heru would have become a very good traveling mage, but the Tower of the Ring has long changed, and after they activated that Grand Dean, everything became sharp, and we were like dogs whipped by a whip, and we had to serve those clear goals, and the competition was extremely fierce even to the point of cruelty.

Heru is a victim, and so are we. ”

"Ha, you saw who you used to be in him, right? It's not too late, Flynn. ”

The explorer grinned strangely and said:

"Send him an invitation, bring him in as well, and let him join you in the research on 'organ strengthening' that you are advancing now, and if he is really talented, he will make a career here sooner or later.

It's so much better than the shitty Ring Tower, right? ”

"I'll think about it again."

Old Flynn was a little tempted.

But he didn't make a decision right away, and the explorers didn't force it, their faction never forced anyone to join, which is the most striking feature of the scholar faction, and all researchers joined voluntarily.

These guys are frustrated but real people in other organizations, and they often burst out with enthusiasm and passion that they have never had when they come together to study "ancient technology".

Psionics such as the Explorer and Old Flynn are the main members of the Scholar faction, and many people like them come from the Tower of the Ring and the Chardo Artisan University, as well as the Castilian Giant Tree on the Elven side, to be precise, these guys don't really care much about the desire to destroy the world at dusk, they want very simple.

It's even terrifyingly simple.

"Alright, don't think about it, go finish your experiment."

After eating, the explorer drank the juice and said to Flynn Sr.:

"Complete the enhancement of the eye organs of the humanoids as soon as possible, I need to use your research to advance the transformation of the second generation of enhanced nezumi, we must create leaders for the current rat herd, just as in the Golden Age, our forerunners created 'Khan' for the gnolls.

The example of the King of Biting Bones proves that with the leadership of a qualified leader, a new population can burst into endless potential, which is exactly what the big names want to see. Well?

Did you hear anything? ”

The explorer looked up in surprise at the metal ceiling above his head, his keen senses from the elven body causing him to hear a strange noise coming from above, as if something had exploded.

"Warning! Warn! Intrusion Warning! The camouflage layer on the ground of the R-9 base has been destroyed, and the intruders are storming the main body of the base! Defense Mode is here! ”

In the next moment, a piercing warning sound sounded from the loudspeaker in the cafeteria, and the explorer, who was the leader of the base, shouted:

"Don't panic! All go back to their respective posts! Where are the security team? Activate all the creatures in Sequences 1-9! This is a good opportunity to test the combat effectiveness of our biological weapons.

Flynn, you come with me.

It's time to unleash the 'wolf pack' that I have created with my own hands.

Hah, those guys think they've seen the real Wolfborn by fighting the Gnolls, but I'll let them know that the wretched aren't even in front of my brilliant creatures!

Flynn?

What are you doing in a daze? Come on! ”

Amid the explorer's roar, Flynn Sr. panicked after him, but he kept looking back at the image of the intruders rushing into the base projected on the holographic projection behind him.

I don't know if it's an illusion, he just saw a guy who looks very similar to his disciple-

"Haha, cut, kill! Boss Vam is watching us, rush! ”

Above the base, ten parallel devouring bombs shattered the camouflage layer of the cultist base, creating a giant shark with a large mouth and carrying a tomahawk to complete a slaughter.

The strange-shaped metal robots that pounced on him were easily cut down by him.

While they can't shed blood or cut off their heads to sacrifice to Boss Vam, the Shark and his Vam brothers are all about the joy of fighting.

They don't really care much about who the enemy is and what happens to them.

But just because the giant shark doesn't care doesn't mean that others don't care.

After the red knight and his team rushed into the base from the other side, what caught his eye was a huge black passage, which seemed to be an area for large machinery to pass through, and a group of players moved forward vigilantly, but as soon as they took a few steps, they heard the mechanical sound clicking, and the four oval covers above the passage in front of them were turned over, and four heavy two-pack large-caliber rapid-fire guns ejected.

The red aiming beam locked on Brother Meow and the team, and the next moment a low boom bombarded him.

"Holy! Is this a battle for the base of the future? How did you jump from horseback riding and slashing to 2077 all at once! ”

Brother Meow yelled and shrank back, while Sanwudou propped up a heavy shield and stepped forward to block the burst of bullets, their team was all silver except for the disgraceful scout Yansang, and the quality was good.

The little hand jumped into the shadows with a whoosh, and Brother Hei Si and Jie Chong stepped on the wall left and right, and pounced on the wall to try to smash the roaring defensive fort with cold weapons, while Yan Sang was pressed to the ground by Brother Wu Meow, hiding behind the heavy shield supported by Sanwudou for a while and a half, and his life would not be in danger for a while.

"Old song! Where's your fucking anti-tank gun? Do it all! ”

Brother Meow yelled at the top of his voice, and Brother Qu, who had been hiding on the side for a long time, pursed his lips disdainfully.

He had already set up his gun.

Although it sounds a bit outrageous to use one's favorite big gun to fight a defensive fort, the penetration of a gold-burning pointed bullet is still unquestionable.

With a muffled sound of "boom", the front turret was pierced by a shot, and the dazzling sparks jumped on the mechanical shell to stop it from functioning, and Jiechong and Heisi also completed the great feat of splitting the turret with knives, cutting down the explosive thing and exploding, and the last turret was thrown out by Brother Woo Meow and hit the muzzle of the butcher's tomahawk.

A crisis was so invisible, but before the people of the Big Bird Regiment could breathe a sigh of relief, they heard heavy footsteps rushing out of the aisle ahead, and they looked at a dozen barbarians.

But these guys are covered in strange tubes, with different colored liquids flowing in them, each carrying something resembling a breathing backpack, and their bodies are covered in stitch marks.

"Is this a tyrant?"

Sanwudou shouted:

"Look! They have the same claws as tyrants, and they're obviously fucking Frankenstein. ”

"Or biological weapons."

Brother Heisi coldly grasped the hilt of the big knife behind his back and said:

"Watch me slash them with my invincible sword!"

Before he could finish speaking, a flash of fire exploded on the head of the fastest "Frankenstein", and the little hand that had completed the assassination but failed to kill the opponent shouted a backflip and went into the shadows again, reminding him in the team newsletter:

"Be careful, these guys' brains aren't fatal, and I suspect the heart isn't either,! These cultists are really fucking protective."

"Ah!!h

A piercing scream suddenly sounded on the edge of the battlefield, causing Brother Meow, who was just about to summon the Bloodwood Tree Man, to turn around sharply and see that the Hedong Lion's Roar of the Assault Regiment was being entangled in the wrists and feet of a strange octopus, shattering the wall behind it like a war hammer.

The aggrieved silver hunk shouted in a dusty face:

"We've got a crazy tentacle monster here! , these wicked things! ”

(End of chapter)