The man is in the Ark, a blood demon scientist

What a pity, Rhine Life's new mascot seems to be exclusive to the engineering department.

Anyway, Rosemary basically follows Akado around all day long.

This girl from the film tribe does not mind being the focus of public attention. Perhaps she has not yet formed a "social status" of her own, so she does not care at all about her image in other people's minds.

You want to ask how Akado knew...

Someone had previously suggested touching Rosemary's ears, but was flatly refused.

This was the first time that everyone, including Quill and Accardo, saw an expression of "seriousness" and "resistance" on the little Filin's face.

It really is a cat.

Accardo gently scratched the girl's chin, but Rosemary didn't feel disgusted. Instead, she closed her eyes and purred comfortably.

The only people Rosemary allowed to touch her ears and tail now were Akado, Quill, Amiya, and Joyce, who took her to the movies in the data center every day.

Miss Nian was curious and wanted to touch it, and was almost bitten by Rosemary.

The blood demon skillfully stroked the girl's hair, and then touched the pair of bouncing cat ears.

Hmm...Rosemary simply lay down in Accardo's arms and enjoyed the rare ear massage.

The technique was truly too skillful... Ever since the Dead River was filled with souls, Akado had never lacked all kinds of professional knowledge in life, it just depended on whether he needed to use it.

When necessary, just dive into the dead river and start reading your own encyclopedia.

The slender and long cat tail gently brushed across Accardo's arm. Rosemary squinted her eyes, becoming more and more sleepy.

It seemed that it really made her feel indescribable comfort.

About ten minutes later, Accardo carried the sleeping Rosemary to the folding bed in the laboratory.

Quill, who had been working on test data all night, was fast asleep in his bed.

Akado pulled back the quilt and stuffed Rosemary in, then returned to the power armor.

According to his and Skadi's expectations, this war machine specially built for Rosemary can move at ultra-high speed in a high-density and high-mass state, and crush the enemy completely on the battlefield with its terrifying kinetic energy.

Rosemary's own magic is enough to offset the reaction forces acting on herself and even inside the armor.

Or, it is in the form of a spell turret, giving up its powerful mobility and running those spell amplification devices at full power - according to calculations, the theoretical limit is that the range of the girl's spell can be spread to 10 kilometers in the positive direction.

She can even pull up buildings and smash landships.

Of course, when running at full power, the endurance of the power armor will be drastically reduced, to probably less than a minute. Excluding the shifting time of the functional system, the actual time used for combat may be only a few seconds.

After that, Rosemary would completely lose the protection of her armor, and casting spells with all her strength would cause her to fall into a trance.

So she needs to be equipped with a few more bodyguards...

Akado opened the armor's mask and found that it was completely padded with sponge.

In actual application, the cushioning effect is minimal and is only set for comfort.

Skadi has already helped think of a name for this power armor.

what do you say that is?

Akado took out his cell phone and took a look at the dossier written by Skadi.

"Accelerator."

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130. The Spell That Changed the World

The Rhine Life Science Research Department is reported to have already established a fixed research station on the ice field in the north of Sami.

More than a year later, a scientific expedition team returned to Tremont from the ice field.

"Magellan, the field specialist of the Scientific Expedition Department, reports to you!"

The little girl with brown hair dyed with white highlights stood outside the office building and saluted like a Sami militia.

"Hey, isn't this Magellan? Welcome back," the security guard at the door didn't know the real name of the little girl from Liberi, so he called her by her code name. She gave herself this code name, which seemed to be a tribute to a famous explorer in a previous civilization. Because that period of history was so long that the authenticity was once questionable, she did a lot of publicity to let everyone know the meaning of this name.

However, because the mission cycle of the survey operator is quite long, Magellan spent most of her time in the far-flung ice deserts, volcanoes, and basins... This resulted in not many people being able to remember her.

The security guard remembered Magellan probably because Magellan had helped him deliver a letter to his hometown last time and also brought him a reply letter.

"Haha, hello, hello," Magellan said with a bright smile on his face and strode into the building of his department.

As expected, the scientific expedition department was empty, with only a few statistical assistants working in front of computers.

"Hello everyone! Did you miss me~"

Once again, as expected, the assistants looked up at Magellan with confused and bewildered expressions.

Who is this person? Is there anyone like this in our department?

Then a girl from the Pelo tribe suddenly realized, "Oh, I remember now! You are the... uh... McDonald!"

She covered her forehead and said, "Yes! You are the survey specialist of our department, your name is Mai Dangdang!"

After saying that, she turned her head and looked at her colleagues with a smug smile, "See, I still have a good memory."

Several assistants nodded, "Okay, Miss McDonald, welcome back to the Scientific Expedition Section..."

"My name is not McDonald!" Magellan's smile froze. "See, I clearly remembered it wrong. My name is Magellan!"

"Medivh, okay, Medivh," the assistant who was farthest away didn't hear clearly and nodded repeatedly, then teased his colleague, "Is this what you call a good memory? You can't even remember other people's names correctly."

"Hey, hey, hey, at least it's better than you guys who can't even remember people!" Pero was very angry after being ridiculed.

Magellan raised his voice a little, "Hey! My name is not MacDonald, nor is it Medivh! You've called me the wrong name!"

She is quite fond of her code name!

How can a name with such a pioneering spirit and historical heritage be humiliated like this!

She corrected, "My name is Magellan!"

"Okay McDonald's," a researcher from the engineering department stood by the door and looked at her with a smile.

"Ugh..." Magellan stamped his feet angrily, "I already told you my name is... Eh, Mel?"

"Hmm~" The gray-haired girl smiled and nodded, "Don't worry about these trivial matters. Director Acardo wants to see you."

"Oh, it's 'that' that I reported before, right?"

"I don't know. The director didn't tell me." Mel blinked. "Forget it, let's go. My project progress today has not yet reached the target! I don't want to work overtime."

......

The engineering department's office building has been undergoing major renovations recently, and many corridors have been blocked by safety lines.

The two of them wandered around for a long time before they finally arrived at the door of Akado's laboratory.

"Director, I brought someone to you!"

Accardo, who was wearing a gas mask and processing a piece of iron, did not turn around. "You can go back to your own project. Hurry up. We plan to start the biological testing phase of the product next month."

Mel didn't say anything and just ran away in a hurry.

For her, every minute and every second in Accardo's project team, she is gaining new and creative design inspirations.

The technological blueprint from Agor and the design concepts from other times were no less to this researcher who loved machinery than a hungry homeless man walking into a banquet, highlighting his hunger and thirst.

If it weren't for the fact that he was going to pick up Magellan and it was not for Akardo's order, Mel would never have left his laboratory.

She wished that the 24 hours in a day could be stretched to 48 hours so that she could study and research all day long.

At this time, Magellan also took out his mobile terminal and pulled up a picture.

It was a huge metal surface covered with frost.

It can be seen that this is the hull of some kind of ship-like vehicle.

Faintly, you can make out the dense Victorian-like text written on it.

The last line is engraved with the following passage:

【Crazy-Thursday-v-me-50. 】

(More to come.)

131. Feather Pen·JK Limited Edition

This is Tremont Polytechnic Institute High School.

Just like other "xx University Affiliated Middle Schools", this is also a private school with a bad name that uses the name of a key university. If we use a Yan country saying to describe it, it is probably "hanging a sheep's head and selling dog meat". It means hanging a sheep's head but selling dog meat. It is a metaphor for using a good name as a signboard, but actually selling inferior goods.

But Tremont Polytechnic was too famous, which attracted enough traffic to the middle school. After being acquired by an entrepreneur, it was extensively advertised and completely renovated and improved. Now it is considered a very good school - so good that dignitaries in Tremont and even surrounding cities like to send their children there.

Even Tremont Polytechnic Institute has the intention of turning it into a true "senior high school."

When Akado picked a school for Little Feather Pen, he chose this one. Although he carefully considered various factors, the main reason was that the school's chairman was the father of a researcher in the Rhine Life Engineering Department.

The Tremont Polytechnic Institute High School is located in the outskirts of the city center, and high-end cars are often seen picking up and dropping off students.

It was certainly impossible for the quill to let the kitten suffer any injustice in this regard.

Just like when Accardo bought an expensive and luxurious sports car to pick up Quill.

Quill now borrows the Great Emperor's sports car to take Rosemary to school.

"Sister Quill," Rosemary fastened her seat belt and sat in the passenger seat. She looked through her mobile terminal and found the schedule she had written yesterday. "We are going to school together?"

It was rare for her to use a questioning sentence.

Because according to the contents of the diary, Quill had been working in the laboratory with Akado for a long time.

Quill even has a driver's license...

In every sense, whether it is her work style, professional ability, or knowledge reserves, she has completely exceeded the scope of what a middle school student should have.

"Well," Quill, who was concentrating on driving, answered Rosemary's question while the traffic lights were switching, "I went to school to get my diploma today. I don't want to trouble Director Accardo, so I plan to get into Tremont Polytechnic University on my own."

There are still a few months to the next Tremont Polytechnic University enrollment season. Feather Pen believes that her knowledge level is sufficient to answer the professors' questions. She plans to graduate from high school and take the entrance exam through the formal Ministry of Education channels.

I graduated a few months early in order to prepare my personal thesis and admission work.

In order to make more money and create a better teaching environment, the Tremont Polytechnic Institute Affiliated Middle School has set up both junior high and high school departments.

The sports car was parked in the underground garage. Rosemary looked at the electronic map on the terminal display and began to look for the location of the junior high school. She still had to learn how to make friends today, or to understand the essence of being hated and liked.

And Quill put on a shoulder bag and walked towards the high school department.

Out of respect for her classmates and teachers...she changed back into her school uniform.

I haven't worn it for almost a year and it's already a bit tight.

Quill pulled her collar in distress. Pubertal girls always develop unexpectedly fast.

The school uniform does not include winter clothes. This is because the whole school is heated in winter. Down jackets are only worn outside. Wearing them inside the school will only make you feel stuffy.

Under the black pleated skirt are slender legs tightly wrapped in stockings. The crescent-shaped calf curve tells the meaning of "well-proportioned body".

Going up, there is a suit shirt with a tie and lace on the cuffs.

Feather Pen was standing at the door of the classroom, wearing her small square-toed leather shoes.

If she remembered correctly, she should be in the second year of high school now?

The class number has not changed...

"Report," the girl said softly, but attracted the attention of the entire classroom.

The head teacher, who was originally holding a stack of test papers and harshly criticizing the students, immediately put on a pleasant expression.

"Oh, it's Miss La Fiela," he coughed lightly, suppressing all his anger and indignation, "Your seat is C045, and I don't think you need a textbook... I'll take you to the office after class to get your certificate of completion."

The students below looked at this girl who seldom went to school but was always the focus of the forum.

At the age of just over 16, he was already working as an assistant in the director's office of Rhine Life Science and had published papers in collaboration with many famous scientists.

Coupled with her outstanding appearance, her expressionless and cold attitude, and her clean and ethereal temperament, she is extremely attractive to men. A considerable number of boys in the whole school have a crush on her.

The drawer is already filled with love letters inspired by some middle school syndrome.

Unfortunately, Quill didn't even bother to open it and take a look.