Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

Diya's mind raced, and she immediately realized what the other person had misunderstood. Just as she was about to explain:

"Uh, Major Delia, you misunderstood..."

boom!

The half-closed door to the waiting room was suddenly kicked open!

Poxon, who had been eavesdropping, stormed in, enraged, and began to curse:

"What nonsense are you spouting? He won't agree to that! You shameless, delusional fool!"

Major Delia glanced coldly at Pokson, then turned and said seriously:

“It’s not impossible to find a substitute for her among the female soldiers of the King’s Army. If Mr. Dia feels it’s difficult, we can discuss it afterward.”

"what?"

Pokson was shocked. This was the first time she had ever met someone who dared to be so disrespectful. She was so angry that she couldn't speak and could only stand there with her mouth agape!

Diya looked at the chaotic situation with a headache and decisively called out to stop it:

"Stop! Major Delia, I didn't mean that. You're overthinking it. Poker, don't rush. Go out and keep watch."

Pokson snapped out of her daze, glared at Major Delia who was ignoring her, gritted her teeth, and after a while, stormed out of the room.

But she was careful and didn't close the door, leaving it open so she could continue eavesdropping...

Delia remained calm, secretly thinking to herself:

'The fact that she didn't deny my earlier statement tacitly acknowledging the close relationship between the two indicates that this female soldier and the target do indeed have the imagined relationship…'

'Although it's unclear, we can glean some insights into the target's preferences through this female soldier, such as short hair, big eyes, youthful appearance, bad temper, short stature, stinginess, rudeness, poor obedience, and extremely poor taste...'

The conclusion that her aesthetic sense was extremely poor was drawn from Miss Poker's comment that she was an "ugly person".

Looking at the composed Delia, Dia had a feeling that the other was secretly badmouthing someone in her heart...

"Ahem, in short, I don't need money, official positions, or beautiful women. I believe you know that I don't lack these things with the Twelfth Prince."

Diya coughed twice, bringing the atmosphere back to a serious tone, and said solemnly:

"If you want me to assist the King's army, I only have three requests."

"You said."

Delia refocused and said seriously.

The following conditions are what the other party's real purpose is.

Dia held up one finger:

"First, you are not allowed to reveal my identity directly, but throughout the entire operation, you need to clearly state that the source of the special medicine and my help are both due to the generous assistance of the Twelfth Prince, Mumu Ze."

In other words, to avoid the risk of one's abilities being made public, one can also conceal their identity by wearing sterile clothing.

"Secondly, I need the exact same data that the King's Army submits to Kakin's virus research institute every day."

"Third, if Kakin believes that it is no longer able to solve the current virus crisis with its own scientific research capabilities and tries to seek external assistance, I will recommend someone to take control of the situation. Kakin must give priority to the person I recommend."

'Here it comes...'

Delia narrowed his eyes, his keen intuition firmly focused on Delia's third condition.

These three conditions seem unrelated, yet each seems to have a deeper meaning.

But Delia had a vague feeling that the first two conditions were not Delia's main point, but at most two pretexts to cover up her true purpose.

That is, the third condition.

Delia did not rush to agree to Dia's request. Instead, she stroked her chin, frowned, and pondered for a long time:

Judging from his words, he doesn't seem to believe the institute can develop a vaccine to combat the virus, and he'll definitely seek outside help, even at the cost of relinquishing control.

'And in this situation, he happens to have a capable and trustworthy companion who can use this opportunity to infiltrate Kakin or something else.'

Is such a future possible?

Of course it's possible.

But in Delia's view, the possibility is extremely slim.

Based on previous reports, the virus that caused this outbreak was actually something that the researchers themselves created.

They can create viruses, but not vaccines?

The possibility is too small.

'From this perspective, it's just an expectation; there's nothing inherently disadvantageous about this condition!'

Thinking of this, Delia decisively reached out her hand:

"It's a pleasure doing business with you, Mr. Dia!"

……

A few hours later.

A military vehicle carried Dia to the Imperial Research Institute located in the suburbs.

Several researchers in white coats stood in a row at the door, looking dejected.

They looked like their horse had just died.

This is normal, because not long ago, the key drug they had been struggling to develop—ambovirumab, or the new line virus treatment—was actually developed by a private scientist.

When they first heard the news, these renowned medical experts and research professors were quite bewildered.

Confused about whether there are still humans in the King's army.

They believe that only uncivilized amoebas would believe such utterly stupid fake news.

So-called "amateur scientists" can, in a sense, be equated with "fraudsters," especially in the medical field.

But what happened next exceeded their expectations.

The military did indeed send a detailed report, along with a small sample of the drug.

After testing, the effects of this drug were found to be completely consistent with the expected effects of the [Amvirumab] they were researching.

Amateur scientists have actually come up with miracle drugs!

But the scientific facts were right in front of them, leaving no room for argument. They could only stand silently at the door, wanting to see who this so-called amateur scientist really was.

Leading the effort was Dr. Fowler, the project leader, and her deputy and husband, Dr. Cooper.

The rest of the people were professors from the Kakin Institute and other universities, but the two of them were different—they were the personal advisors of the Fifth Prince Tsbepa!

The fifth prince is a chemist with a very deep foundation in scientific theory and a great respect for intellectuals, so he is used to recruiting scientists with personality and talent.

At the very beginning of this pandemic, she introduced Dr. Fowler, one of her subordinates, to the King's Army, and after review and testing, she made him the leader of this effort.

The purpose of doing this is essentially to gain prestige.

If the Fifth Prince's subordinates can turn the tide in their efforts and successfully contain the epidemic...

That would greatly enhance her reputation not only in Kakin, but throughout the world.

But who knew that a Cheng Yaojin would suddenly appear out of nowhere!

"How is that possible? I've never heard of the Twelfth Prince being particularly interested in science, so how could he have such a talent under his command?"

Dr. Cooper stared intently at the military vehicle, muttering to himself:

"And pseudo-scientists? What are those? I absolutely do not believe that someone who can develop such a drug would be an ordinary person with no background or connections..."

Dr. Fowler frowned, nudged him with his elbow, and whispered:

"Enough, be quiet. Don't let others notice that you're criticizing the prince again."

Shila-

As always, the military vehicle driver disregarded his comrades' lives and made a stylish tail-swerve abrupt stop in front of the research institute.

thump.

The car door was pushed open, and a tall figure in a white robe stepped out.

“Wow… he’s dressed more like a priest than a scientist.”

Dr. Cooper was stunned and muttered something under his breath.

For the first time in his life, he saw a scientist in a long robe...

Guided by a middle-aged military officer, the figure walked towards the group of scientists, causing them to instinctively straighten their backs and tense up.

They recognized the middle-aged officer; he was Colonel Fast, sent by the King's Army to coordinate the project.

But Cooper always suspected that this person actually had no scientific knowledge and was just pointing fingers.

But it is not important.

Importantly, Fast was extremely respectful to the man in the robe!

Without a doubt, the man in the white robe is the amateur scientist mentioned in the report who single-handedly developed Ampoules!

The scientists stood ramrod straight, trying their best to appear neither arrogant nor humble.

Just like soldiers being inspected by their superiors.

Dia walked up to the group of scientists and looked at the plump female scientist who was leading them:

"Hello Dr. Fowler, I am here at the invitation of the Royal Army to guide the development of the [Newline Virus Special Drug]. You can call me [Dr. Yorkshire]."

"Hello... Yorkshire... Doctor?"

Dr. Fowler nodded hesitantly.

The person in front of me was very tall, with a deep and magnetic voice. He walked with long strides and stood with a commanding presence, completely unlike a doctor.

He looks more like a soldier...

And the name Yorkshire seems familiar?

Before she could ask further, Dr. Cooper couldn't help but speak up:

"Doctor? Does that mean you don't even have a doctorate? A master's degree? To instruct us? Do you know that the eight of us here have more than 20 doctorates combined?"