death of hope

Chapter 959: Psionic Storm (35) Area B14
New Sapporo Psychic Research Institute,

Deep underground,

B14 floor,
There are very few people who are admitted, and all of them are outstanding people;

Only the imperial envoy (shareholders or senior executives from the head office who come to inspect), the director and senior assistants of the institute, or technical experts from the key project team have the authority to enter the core area of ​​the institute.

And Leon, the exiled illegitimate son of a noble, an ant-like company cannon fodder, a D-level personnel, was promoted by the director to be his trusted right-hand man, and was able to enter this forbidden area. It is no exaggeration to say that it is a miracle.

(I did not die on the road to exile. On the contrary, I became successful and took a big step closer to success.)

Li Ang followed behind the doctor, his heart pounding with excitement, his muscles tense, trying hard to suppress the urge to shout out in celebration.

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Anyone who is not blind can see that the decoration style of the B14 floor is completely different from that of other floors in the institute.
There were no colleagues greeting me with a smile, no conversations, no soft music played in the office area to relieve psychological stress, and even the buzzing sound of the sweeper could not be heard.
It is eerily quiet here, as if entering a morgue. Visitors can clearly hear their own footsteps, breathing, and even heartbeats, which increases the pressure.

There are no decorations on both sides of the corridor, no sculptures, no potted plants, no fish tanks, no decorative paintings, and not even a touch of bright colors to improve the mood. Everything is in black, white, gray and cold tones.
The material of the wall panel is high-strength plywood, which does not even imitate the grain of natural wood. It is covered with bare latex wallpaper. The anti-slip texture of the stainless steel floor underfoot also has no sense of design. LED lamp beads are embedded in the gaps of the aluminum alloy ceiling, emitting cold white light.

Everything here exists for practicality, follows the rules, is cold and indifferent, and there is no trace of art or life.

Li Ang imagined how depressed he would be if he worked in this environment for a long time. His mental health would probably be affected.
You have to be a "scholar geek" who is obsessed with psychic research like Dr. Joseph and his favorite students.

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Along the way, my originally good mood was greatly dampened by the depressing atmosphere, and doubts and uneasiness gradually surged into my heart. Fortunately, we soon arrived at our destination.
At the end of the corridor is a heavy gray pneumatic gate, surrounded by reinforcing ribs to enhance the structural strength. It is difficult to blast open even with large-caliber artillery and armor-piercing shells.

Two corporate warriors wearing polymer armor, gas masks, and holding fully automatic assault rifles acted as gatekeepers. Their chest armor was etched with the pink logo of Sakura Corporation. When they saw Dr. Joseph, they all stood at attention and saluted:

"Hello, Director!"

The corporate warrior looked behind the doctor and said hesitantly, "Uh...Excuse me...who is this gentleman?" "My assistant."

"We didn't pass the facial recognition, so we need to register our information."

Joseph lazily raised his elbow and pointed his thumb at the young man behind him:
"I have uploaded the data to the server. This is the new security director, Mr. Leon Vilnius. Once the data is synchronized, it can be scanned out. When that happens, you will have to salute him."

The two corporate warriors looked at each other. Their helmets and gas masks concealed their expressions, but it was easy to guess their doubts:

(D-class personnel? Here? What's going on?)

The two were a little overwhelmed. In the past, those who came to the B14 floor were either company executives who came to inspect, or the doctor and his favorite students. This situation had never happened before.

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"Mr. Li Ang is a rare professional talent in our institute." Joseph said impatiently, emphasizing his tone;
"I authorized him to enter. I will be responsible if anything goes wrong. You just need to register your information."

The two corporate warriors looked at each other again, shrugged and thought; (Okay, you are the director, you have the final say.) Then the two of them made way: "Please show your employee card."

Li Ang picked up the magnetic card given by the doctor and approached the security panel. The machine emitted a cold electronic sound:
"A Class Personnel"

(Level A (decryption clearance) personnel)
"Did you hear that? He's not a D-class personnel." Joseph rolled his eyes at the Corporate Warrior in annoyance:
"Mr. Li Ang is my assistant and an important member of the project team. You should all be polite to him."

"I'm sorry, Chief. We'll all know each other now. I'll be sure to treat you with courtesy from now on."

The corporate warrior stood at attention and pressed the pass button.