The man is in the Ark, a blood demon scientist

Then Texas opened her red lips slightly.

"The only goal of the program is that we..."

"Yeah!" Miss Nian's eyes lit up.

"Change the director."

The door of the cafe swung open, and Texas put down his empty porcelain cup of coffee and disappeared as if he was running away.

Miss Nian was trembling.

Damn, another guy who doesn’t know how to appreciate art!

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116. The White-Faced Owl is motionless

Countless LED indicators glow red or green in the darkness.

The fan rotates at high speed, emitting heat and a buzzing noise.

The electronic clock ticks, [am, 9:00].

With a click, someone flicked on the switch, and the entire space instantly became bright. The white ceiling light extended in a straight line, casting light on the surroundings.

The white-haired Liberi girl in a light grey dress walked into the data centre on time. She was a data maintenance specialist at Rhine Life Science and had to deal with disorganised experimental data every day, analyzing and classifying them, and then organising them into columns.

Joyce, that's her name.

If we must use a code name to refer to someone, it would probably be "White-faced Owl"... Many large research institutions, taking into account the personal privacy of their employees and the impact of their past reputation on their work, often recommend that they call themselves by code names.

Joyce is always on time, but she doesn't love her job. She just thinks it is a "task" and a part of "life".

Never early, never late.

I go to work at 9 a.m. and get off work at 5 p.m. The first thing I do when I leave the office is to unplug the power of the communication terminal.

Even if the firewall collapsed, data was lost, or the database was damaged, a call from her boss would not wake her up in the middle of the night.

As for dismissal and salary reduction...for some extremely special reasons, Rhine Life will almost never dismiss Miss Joyce.

In other words, her ability in data processing has reached a level that is almost irreplaceable.

Joyce strolled in the aisle, holding a tablet computer, and connected the data cable to the back of the chassis with ease. Then she glanced at the screen and quickly entered the code of the already prepared framework and template, added or deleted projects in the simple operating interface, and then converted it into assembly language and saved it to the corresponding unit.

The whole process was terrifyingly fast. Billions of calculations were completed in just a blink of an eye. Moreover...it seemed that she did not even import the data into the calculation software, but relied on her own mental calculations?

In short, Joyce easily handled this data center, which required teamwork and complex calculations to keep running.

Turn a team project into a personal leisure activity.

"Miss Joyce, may I ask how you did this?"

Today, Joyce had a little tail following her.

Rosemary looked at this adult who spoke in a strange way and asked politely.

Joyce stood there for a while without saying a word. About a minute had passed, and then she suddenly turned and looked at Rosemary.

"Information exchange mode, activated. Confirmed authority: ——, codename Rosemary, assistant to the director of engineering. Rhine life data maintenance specialist, Joyce, greets you."

"Hello, Miss Joyce," Rosemary answered her for the second time that day.

"Repeat the judgment result. You are curious about the way I work," Joyce said in a clear and elegant voice without any emotion. "I need to verify the intention of your visit."

Rosemary nodded in confusion. She didn't understand what Joyce said, but she could guess what she meant. "If I can process data like you, I should be able to help the teacher with many things."

Joyce nodded. "Access approved. Verified as safe access."

"Calling the database, searching 4783 relevant results, selecting a relatively accurate answer for you... Searching... Search successful," she turned on the tablet in her hand and sent a file package to Rosemary's mobile terminal through the city-state network, "The search results have been sent."

【Experimental project: ......】

【Start time: ......】

[Project Leader: (Data is corrupted)]

[Experimental goal: Use a chip that can be implanted in the human body to replace some of the functions of the subject's brain. ]

[Experimental results: Success.]

[Experimental subject: Joyce, current Rhine Life Data Maintenance Specialist.]

[Objective report: The subject is the first person in Colombia to have a chip implanted and survive. But according to the subject's description, another voice appeared in her mind, a voice that does not belong to the known language category, which caused a great burden on the subject's mind. Only the use of mechanical language logic can alleviate this pain. ]

[Objective report 2: The subject was infected with mineral sickness, which had a relatively serious impact on his daily routine and work. The common manifestation was abnormal falling asleep without any signs.]

[Subsequent impact: The project manager attempted to replicate the experiment to verify the topic and implanted a chip in his own brain.]

[Subsequent results: (data corruption)]

*

Akado sat in his office, looking at the big penguin in front of him.

"You came at the perfect time."

"Heheheahhhhhhhhh..." The emperor screamed, then took out a box of playing cards and slammed it on Akado's desk.

"Come on! Fight the monster!"

A hooded man popped out from nowhere and opened the card box. "My turn, draw a card!"

117. Civilization for you and me

"A Doctor from Rhode Island?" The Emperor patted his sunglasses and wanted to light a cigar, but he glanced at the smoke alarm above his head and silently put away the lighter.

"Of course," a cold female voice said.

The voice was cold and indifferent, but the words he spoke were full of playfulness, which seemed contradictory and incongruous.

The emperor did not try to hide his arrogance, "Hey, Acardo, this is why you dragged me here by force, saying that I must meet this important person?"

"Rhodes Island is not important enough?"

"It's still a little lacking," the emperor said meaningfully.

The doctor did not express his own opinion, but just shuffled and cut the cards skillfully, and even performed juggling tricks such as throwing and catching.

Akado pondered for a long time, and suddenly spoke in Yan dialect with clear and melodious pronunciation.

"Newborn."

"Who are you scolding, kid?!"

The emperor cursed.

"Are you a first-born?"

"You are the newborn, you..." The emperor was stunned, and he suddenly shivered.

"First born...you mean...the one in the sea?"

"......" Akado nodded without denying.

Is this true or not...The emperor stuffed the cigar into his mouth and bit it, making a crunching sound. He didn't light it, but just bit it repeatedly to relieve the shock in his heart.

The Doctor dealt the cards, "Rob the Behemoth."

The emperor looked at her deeply and said, "Don't rob her."

Akado followed without grabbing.

The three of them started shuffling cards in the director of the engineering department's office. Feather Pen brought a kettle of hot water and filled the disposable cups for them.

A beautiful day starts with a game of cards.

*

On the streets of Colombia, a man in a suit is buying some small boxes that are not suitable for children in a grocery store.

He was going out on a date with his girlfriend today.

After all, Leon Matilda is an investigator of the Federal Tax Service, a public official, and he is also handsome, and there are many beautiful girls who like him.

What position should I use tonight... Never mind, things will work out when the time comes. There are many proverbs in Yan country, and they are always concise and to the point.

Suddenly the phone rang, and Leon, who was putting a small box into his pocket, sighed. He had two communicators with different ringtones to distinguish them. This... As expected, there was work again.

He answered the call honestly, "Didn't we just exchange intelligence?"

The person on the other end of the phone was his logistics manager. The federal military gave him a lot of assistants, who were placed in various businesses and shops, but what was common was that these people all had more or less contact with Akado's daily life.

The assistants are all dispatched under unified orders from the Logistics Department.

The location of the logistics department is also quite hidden, hidden in Tremont's...

"Hello?" Leon suddenly felt something was wrong.

There was no response from the other end of the communicator.

Tsk, something went wrong. He quickly disassembled the communicator, cut off the power supply, crushed the chip, and threw it into the trash can beside him.

I don't have time to think about dates or anything like that.

He went into the alley next to the street, took off his coat and threw it into the recycling bin. The newly bought small box was going to be recycled before it was used.

The lining is also fleece-lined, so you won’t feel too cold when walking in the cold winter.

The young and energetic civil servant entered the alley, but came out as a haggard middle-aged pioneer.

He was wearing a thin shirt, shivering in the winter as he ran wildly on the street, with a few bruises on his face, as if he had a hangover and was woken up by the tavern owner, and was hurried back to his camp to keep warm.

Passersby couldn't help but reveal expressions of disgust and tried to avoid this smelly pioneer.

It's time to get up early and go to work. Why should office workers make things difficult for office workers?

Right, both of you.

Leon...oh, now it should be the middle-aged pioneer Morgan.

He stopped panting. People with a hangover will inevitably have some migraines. His lips were white and he was shivering with cold. Then he forced a smile at the two men in black who were blocking his way.

It's a stretch to call him a man in black. He was actually wearing a pitch-black metal armor with a crow mask. Scarlet round goggles closely followed his every move.

"A first-class agent of the Colombian Ministry of Defense, Robert Atkinson."

Fujin said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you very much for your fanatical admiration for His Majesty Akado. You collected a lot of his footprints along the way and compiled them into a book."

"Hey, what are you talking about?" Morgan seemed to realize that this Crow man was not easy to mess with, and began to retreat with a smirk.

He's just an ordinary, down-and-out pioneer, right?

Well!

Morgan fell to his knees, holding his stomach and retching.

Fu Jin retracted his fist. "If I were you, I would not run around and jump around after being caught. Instead, I would try every means to contact some prominent figures and try to expose myself to the public. This way, I would not die quietly and sadly in a corner of the city."

"This shouldn't be a threat," Morgan gasped with difficulty.

"Mr. Atkinson, I'm sorry to say that you are right."

“I have value.”

"Your Majesty Akado will make your death worthwhile."

Fokine knocked Atkinson unconscious and put him in a sack.

Wu Ni activated his Originium skills, and immediately a black mist surrounded and engulfed the sack.

"Have you dealt with those guys who provided him with support?"

"Not a single one left."

"Then let's go, we're off work," Fu Jin nodded with satisfaction, "We can find a place to have a good drink today."

"Thank you."

"You'll get used to it. There aren't many opportunities like this to take a break from your busy schedule." Fujin threw a small pill to Wuni, "It's a forced refresher. If you get drunk and receive an emergency mission, this will help you get better."

The pills have been there for a while, and the wrapping paper has become patinaed. It's obvious that the owner hasn't used them for a long time.

......