Arad's unruly savior

The night was deep, and the weather in the Eaton Industrial area was not clear. The moon hid behind the clouds, revealing only a hazy patch of light.

Before 10 p.m., most of the research labs and office buildings in Winter Science Park were still brightly lit. For researchers, working overtime is the norm. It takes a lot of time and experiments to accumulate and eliminate wrong answers before they can slowly find the ideal research results.

Time has always been our nemesis.

After ending the call, the mechanical spirit Serafina had an increasingly firm idea: "I need to find a way to get some research funding from the military..."

Moreover, she didn't just think about it casually; she actually spoke it out, directly confessing to the general her desire to raise some funds and explicitly asking him if he could help in this regard.

Ye Lin glanced at Aurora, who was lying flat on the bed and still unconscious, and then said in a sarcastic tone, "Mashell likes to raise research funds, and this idea of ​​raising funds even saved her life. You like it too? Is your War Core Workshop short of money?"

Compared to the Seven Gods' Elytra, which undertakes national-level research missions and always undertakes large-scale projects with funding specially approved by Elise, the all-female War Core Workshop is more approachable in its research projects and possesses many military and civilian patents.

Of course, the War Core Workshop is also a national-level research institution, and an organization of this level should theoretically not lack funds.

Serafina brewed a pot of strong black coffee and said:

"Although the War Core Workshop is limited to women, resulting in a small total number of members, there are still over ten thousand official members. Their salaries and subsidies must be paid on time, and their research projects must apply for funding from me. The War Core Workshop also provides the materials and funds needed for their experiments..."

Then she pushed a cup of freshly brewed coffee in front of Ye Lin, took off her glasses, pinched the Qingming acupoint between her eyes, and said:
"Of course, we actually have quite a lot of funds, but to give you an example, when you have a budget of ten dollars and a budget of one hundred dollars, the quality of the food you can get will definitely be different."

In other words, the more money you are given, the more relaxed and free you are in terms of research projects.

"Isn't it normal to raise more funds and distribute more benefits? Aurora's combat suit is a research project in our War Core Workshop experiment. We've invested a lot of money, but it hasn't translated into actual profits yet. Of course, most research projects in the world are like this."

Researchers need to demonstrate value in order to attract more investment. This value can be a promising invention design, a hopeful ideal concept, or the wisdom, reputation, and trust they possess.

It's impossible for an unknown person, who can't even come up with a basic blueprint, to simply ask for funding and have it provided by the higher-ups.

Then, regarding research projects, it's a consensus that not every one will yield results.

Ye Lin picked up the porcelain cup, took a small sip of coffee, and smiled:

"Actually, you don't need to ask me for help. The prospects of the combat uniform for the support division are obviously very broad. It has the potential to change traditional combat methods. There's no need to optimize the negative impacts. As long as you send the video of Aurora using the combat uniform to the military headquarters, it will definitely get the attention of the military and Alizee."

Wearing combat suits allows mortals to easily break through physical limits and greatly enhance their combat capabilities. Unless the military is blinded by grease, they can see the value in this.

There are two things to consider: one is the cost, and the other is the strict physical requirements, which prevents large-scale adoption and limits its use to a limited number of elite warriors.

This is also a rare "clothes" that surpasses Xiao Su's seven-figure dress in terms of price.

Ye Lin and Serafina chatted about some trivial topics, from the military to Kallet, and then to Aurora.

"General, tell me the truth, what are your feelings for her?" Serafina lowered her voice, gesturing to Aurora, a close friend of hers, who was lying in the back and hadn't woken up yet.

Ye Lin was unusually silent for a moment, took a sip of coffee (which tasted very bitter), as if he was organizing his thoughts, before slowly saying:

"To be honest, Aurora has an extremely outstanding appearance and a devilishly curvy figure. Moreover, she has a very good temperament and healthy and clean blood, which is very rare. Any normal man would inevitably feel a ripple in his heart when he is in front of her."

It may sound a bit vulgar to talk about her appearance instead of praising her abilities, but that's often the case. First impressions often depend on how you first look at someone's appearance.

Lord Di also made a profound remark at Wuxuan Zoo: "So this world judges people by their looks, is that right? No, it's that good looks are right."

"Hahaha~" Serafina chuckled, holding her cup, and teased humorously:
"That means you like her. If you suddenly start talking about all of Aurora's good qualities but deliberately don't mention her appearance, then I'll think you're vulgar and hypocritical. It's normal to want to get close to and understand her because of her appearance. Besides, who are you? A general whose gossip can support a whole bunch of reporters."

She had known Aurora for almost ten years, and even from a woman's perspective, she admitted that her friend had a very striking appearance. If it weren't for Aurora's mental health issues, her reputation would have been even greater.

“General, let me tell you, even though Aurora has mental problems, there are countless noble families and young talents pursuing her, but she has rejected them all one by one.”

He was only in his early thirties, yet he already held the position of combat readiness commander, and his mother was the director of a military hospital. Such a status was already quite prominent, placing him at the top of society.

Such a woman, who is near-perfect in both appearance and status, is extremely attractive to most men, especially those who, after Alizee's ascension to the throne, still cling to their almost false aristocratic identity.

“She’s still asleep. You can kiss her lips now, like a prince kissing the cursed Sleeping Beauty in a fairy tale,” Serafina said with a smile. The sedative’s effects hadn’t worn off yet, but there shouldn’t be much time left, so this was a golden opportunity.

Ye Lin shook his head slightly, then, as if a gentleman, spoke in a very righteous and stern tone:
"My philosophy has always been about destiny, not opportunism."

Before fate brings them together naturally, even if he knew someone's information in advance, or if a girl was incredibly beautiful, he wouldn't think of taking the initiative to approach her or creating a deliberate accident.

If fate brings two people together naturally, such as when Maishere takes Aurora to the Grand Cathedral for treatment using the manor's portal and they later bump into each other, then he will find it hard to resist the allure of the "classic style."

"In short, you spend money, but there's a reason behind it." Serafina didn't give the general much face and succinctly revealed the truth.

After chatting for a while, Ye Lin and Serafina left the room together, turning off most of the lights except for one. The surroundings were so quiet you could hear a pin drop, and everything outside seemed to have disappeared.

After a few more minutes, Aurora finally managed to open her eyes. Her pupils reflected the light and objects around her again, and she could only hear her own even breathing.

She remained fully conscious and listened attentively the entire time, not missing a single word. Serafina happened to return, seemingly unsurprised that Aurora had opened her eyes, and said:

"woke up?"

"Ah."

"I have to apologize to you for not properly reminding you of the negative effects of using the combat suit."

"It's okay, I had problems too." Aurora pursed her lips, feeling ashamed. She hadn't read the instruction manual properly at all, only caring about how to operate the combat suit. She had only glanced at the annotations on the negative status effects and hadn't paid much attention to them.

Serafina picked up the potion on the table, unscrewed the stopper, and held it to Aurora's lips, saying, "The General came by earlier and brought you a potion. He said it can fully restore your physical and mental energy, bringing your body to its healthiest state. He likes your healthy complexion."

"I've heard of similar potions in magic schools and on the continent of Arad, and even those with only moderate effects are extremely expensive."

Without hesitation, Aurora drank the potion and her body recovered at an incredible speed. The depletion in her mind seemed to spring up like a fountain, nourishing her spiritual sea, and a continuous stream of power burst forth from her flesh and blood, flowing through her entire body.

"You know the General?" Aurora asked in a questioning tone.

Serafina nodded and said, "My former boss was Gina Theodore. She went to Ghent and that's when I took over the War Core Workshop. Dr. Gina is a member of the Grand General's family. The Pandora weapons used by Raphael's Stormtroopers were designed by me and Dr. Gina. Raphael is also a member of the Grand General's family, so we inevitably had some contact, and that's how we got to know each other."

"Is the General pursuing you? That's wonderful. I also want to be pursued by a capable guy." Serafina returned to the table, resting her elbows on the table, propping her cheeks up with her hands, and there seemed to be envy in her eyes.

Faced with Aurora's questioning gaze, Serafina shrugged slightly and said, "You know, the War Core Workshop is full of female mechanics, there are no men. And since I took over the position of the Machine Spirit, I've spent most of my time at Winter Science Park and haven't gone out much. I haven't had any opportunity to meet or get to know outstanding men."

Although the War Core Workshop is full of girls, she's not a lily in bloom.

Aurora smiled faintly and retorted with the same words Serafina had used earlier:
"You are the mechanical spirit of the Seventh Empire, the head of the war core workshop, and you are already at the top in terms of status. Moreover, you have a very mature and beautiful appearance, and you have a large chest. There must be quite a few noble scions pursuing you."

If she hadn't forgotten the details, she would have responded with every single word.

“That’s right.” Serafina admitted directly, pushing up her glasses with her other hand. With her mature and beautiful face, full and graceful figure, and the attribute of being a glasses girl, she was a very famous beautiful scientist in the Celestial Realm.

However, there are several busty, beautiful, bespectacled female scientists in the Celestial Realm, such as her former boss Dr. Gina, the shy Dr. Nien, and even Maisiell and Rico, who all have similar attributes, so Serafina cannot stand out.

"I don't dislike the pursuit of young noblemen, but that's only to the extent of not disliking, not accepting, because I really don't feel anything. I will refuse the gifts they give me, and if I really can't refuse, I will give them a gift of similar value in return. In short, I just can't find the feeling of being moved, and I've always been very calm."

Looking at her close friend, Aurora calmly said, "You've fallen for the General. I think with your looks and figure, all you need to do is be passionate and proactive, and he shouldn't be able to resist."

"No, no, that's not right to say that about the General," Serafina shook her head and corrected herself:
"I should be able to overpower the general with just a little effort, but I don't want to take the initiative. I want him to chase after me."

She considers herself a very capable scientist, a busty, bespectacled woman.

Aurora rubbed her forehead, her deep sigh seeming to hold a thousand emotions. She bit her lip and said:

"Let's re-examine our relationship with the General after the combat suit issue is resolved. Right now, I have some complicated feelings that are hard to describe."

"Tomorrow, we will conduct the second experiment."

…………

The Demon Realm, one of the eight regions, is Boronx.

Crazy Bear has grown to a gigantic size, nearly ten meters tall. It walks with great imposing presence, giving off a sense of oppression from afar. It raises one of its plush paws to support its owner, Imiwu, who is sitting on its shoulder.

Xiao Su and You Xia each rode a broom, sitting sideways as they flew slowly alongside, the sunlight illuminating this not-so-bright world, making it seem especially precious.

"Aren't we going to your dark mansion? Where are we going?" Xiao Su asked.

She and Yuxia were called in by Yimiwu to help with setting up a huge, new stage play for the Goddess of the Underworld Moon in the Dark Mansion of the Puppet Forest, and she asked for their help.

Imiwu shielded her eyes from the sunlight with her hand, looked at the road ahead, and said, "There is still a very important material that we haven't collected. Let's go to the depths of Bolonx, to the place where the Apostle Dirige used to stay."

There has always been a rumor in the Demon Realm that when the Nine Apostles gathered there, they disliked the filthy and unclean Dirige, so they banished him to the desolate Boronx and forbade him from approaching the populated Eight Directions.

Another rumor says that Derek went to the desolate area because he couldn't bear to see his own filthy virus harm others.

The truth of the matter is now impossible to ascertain, and it is estimated that only the Apostle himself knows the answer. However, it is certain that Dirige did indeed spend a considerable amount of time in Boronx.

The little witch said excitedly, "Deep within Boronx, there should still be the filthy blood of Dirige. Let's retrieve some."

"You can do this by yourself, right?" Youxia's delicate and lovely face was smooth and elastic, but she had no expression. At first glance, she seemed displeased and unwilling to help Yimiwu, but in fact, her heart was not as cold as her face.

With the Little Witch's current strength, she could even lift up Dirige at her peak by the neck with one hand.

Imiwu gestured and said, "Yusha, I need the mysterious power of your Ring of Domination. Xiaosu, the stage setup definitely needs dazzling lights." (End of Chapter)