Uncle, I am not an ordinary office worker.

"What? But we didn't do anything..."

Christen just shook her head: "At Rhine Life, thinking is doing."

At Rhine Life, thinking is doing. This is a famous saying that encourages people to do what they want as long as they have dreams and imaginations. However, when the chief commander said this, it became a terrifying warning that is comparable to "Big Brother is watching you."

Hemer was speechless for a moment. But Christen didn't seem to care much about it, and continued to ask:

"What are you going to do? If I don't find out about this, and no one informs me, and you take the experimental subject out of Rhine Life, what are you going to do next?"

"Ifrit is not an experimental subject!"

Hemer's tone was a little angry. Christen clearly knew Ifrit's name, but still used the term "experimental subject" to describe Ifrit, which was a form of discrimination.

But Christen did not correct the title. She just supported her head with one hand and waited quietly for Hemer's answer.

Hemer calmed down and opened his mouth.

This was not the first time she had heard this question. After she proposed this plan to Director Dorothy, the director asked her this question.

There is no doubt that as one of the participants in the Balrog Project, although Hemer did not know the nature of the plan before and only regarded the experiment on Ifrit as a clinical experiment of chimera therapy, once the truth came out, she would inevitably not escape inspection and accusation.

Even if she could be found not guilty because she was not aware of the whole thing, she would still face suspicion and investigation from within Rhine after Ifrit disappeared. She was responsible for taking care of Ifrit's daily life and was the last person who was most likely to come into contact with Ifrit. Moreover, her attitude towards Ifrit had long been seen by most of the people participating in the experiment.

Once she was investigated and placed under house arrest, who would she rely on even if Ifrit was really rescued?

It definitely couldn't be Saria. Not only Hemer, even if Roy was here, he would think that Saria, who hadn't experienced the Balrog incident and didn't see the purpose of the General Commander, would give priority to preserving Rhine's life over Ifrit's.

But even when Director Dorothy advised her to abandon the plan, she never really stopped it.

It wasn't that she didn't trust Dorothy, she was just leaving herself a way out, a plan B. As long as Ifrit could be rescued, it would be better than continuing to suffer in the Rhine.

Looking at Hemer's expression, Christen knew that she probably hadn't thought about the follow-up plan.

"What an innocent child."

After making this sigh deep in her heart, Christen also had an idea in her mind.

It is impossible for such an innocent child to think of asking Ferdinand for help. In her eyes, he would just be another terrible person.

Christen had to admit that Ferdinand, who had never posed much of a threat to her in the past, had really caused her some trouble this time, so much so that she had to personally come forward and get involved in this little matter.

Christen doesn't care about the ownership of Rhine Life, but Rhine Life is still useful to her now. This fuel tank has not yet reached the stage where the rocket launch is successful and it can be abandoned and cut, so it cannot be handed over to Ferdinand.

Christen pondered silently in her heart.

Since it wasn't Ferdinand that Hemer found, it meant that there must be someone inside Rhine who knew the situation and had a high level of authority. It would be better to use the situation against him and lure him out.

Thinking of this, she made a decision:

"Researcher Hemer, I can give you this opportunity."

"I can approve the termination of the Balrog Project and the treatment of Ifrit. But there is a problem."

"Ifrit must be placed under the joint supervision of you and Saria."

It sounds like Ifrit is some kind of dangerous substance.

Hemer frowned slightly, but did not object.

The fact that the General Manager could offer such conditions was beyond her expectations. She thought that this office trip would be the end of her career at Rhine Life, but she did not expect that the General Manager would approve the treatment of Ifrit. This was already a great thing.

As for whether the governor had other plans, Hemer knew very well that she definitely had. But Hemer had no right to choose. The governor had never said she could refuse the opportunity from the beginning.

The general commander is more at ease.

She knew Saria's character and style very well. She was the strongest shield of Rhine's life and would never fall or betray him.

Leave it to her, the commander-in-chief is confident that he can catch the person who is stirring up trouble.

Volume 1: Chapter 252 From the Stars

Hemer was taken away by the commander-in-chief.

Hearing this news, Roy was just stunned, then he comforted:

"It's okay, don't worry, she'll be fine."

He knew a little about the situation of Rhine Life. As a formal researcher, it was unlikely that anything would happen to Hemer unless there was evidence that she had done anything detrimental to Rhine Life.

If Roy expected that the suspension of the Flame Demon Plan was due to Ferdinand's push behind the scenes, it had nothing to do with Hemer. Even if she was really suspected, Christen would not convict her for something she hadn't done. After all, this was Columbia, not Ursus. The governor was not an aristocrat with unlimited power.

But the fact that Hemer was taken away also revealed some problems. Christen would not do this for no reason. She should have noticed what Hemer and Dorothy were doing behind her, so she made such a warning.

Ferdinand was still as careless as ever. Roy didn't even know how many of his men were actually on the side of the General Commander. But it's been a long time since he failed to win people's hearts. Didn't you see that in the end, Xingyuan, who he treated more like his own son and bought gifts for her instead of having dinner with his own son, slapped him in the face.

After a moment's silence, Roy ordered:

"Although it's unlikely that Hemer will get into trouble, the commander-in-chief must have noticed your problem. Don't move around for the time being. Especially remember to keep your distance from Ferdinand."

Dorothy was stunned, a little confused: "But Mr. Roy, didn't we promise Mr. Ferdinand to give him my [Simulated Universe] to try out?"

Roy laughed when he heard this and asked, "Are you ready?"

Dorothy groaned and shook her head in embarrassment, "Not yet."

"That's right. We drew a cake. The cake isn't even baked yet, how can we give it to him? Let him wait."

Roy, who had already used the skillful method of making empty promises on Little Platinum, did not have any psychological barriers and spoke very naturally.

But Dorothy obviously had not experienced this level of workplace PUA before, and felt a little embarrassed:

"But Mr. Ferdinand will have an opinion? He has already completed our request, but we do nothing..."

Roy couldn't help but laugh. How could he put it? Were all rats so simple and kind?

However, since he was not in Colombia, it would be a bit difficult for Dorothy to simply make promises to Ferdinand, considering her personality. She should give Ferdinand some compensation to stabilize him first.

Roy thought for a moment and replied, "How about this, I happen to have something here that might be useful to him. I'll send it to you and you can give it to him and tell him that this is the advance payment."

"Huh?" Dorothy was a little surprised. She subconsciously felt that this was not good.

Why do you ask him to help with research when you are clearly paying him? Isn't this just taking advantage of his labor and time for free?

Mr. Roy is really a bit scary in some ways. Fortunately, he didn't do this to me, otherwise I might have been deceived without realizing it.

Feeling a little scared but also a little relieved, Dorothy finally made no objection.

The plan was finalized, and after saying goodbye to Dorothy, Roy hung up the phone and activated the interface of the module system in his mind.

He has always advocated that the ability should be refined rather than more. Now the combat power of the modules he has is obviously enough to cope with or even dominate most battlefields. If he continues to add modules, he may draw a module similar to [Shuiyue], which will bring him trouble. Therefore, he prefers to save the number of draws, or occasionally draw various collections.

The quality of collectibles is not fixed, and the effects they bring are mostly simple, but the biggest advantage of collectibles is that they can be handed over to other people for use.

The scope of the doomsday crisis is the entire Terra, and there is only one Roy. It is impossible for him to appear in every place in Terra at the same time and defend every front. Therefore, the existence of the collection is necessary, which can help him strengthen those fronts that he cannot take care of.

However, the extraction of collectibles does not always bring good news, just like the collection he extracted most recently.

Collection: [From the Stars].

[A strange meteorite fragment emitting a faint fluorescence. It did not come from a natural disaster, but seemed to represent another world.]

If Roy remembered correctly, Made in the Stars should be another game from the previous life of Arknights production company.

This was a little inaccurate, because in Roy's impression, From the Stars had not yet been publicly tested, and after releasing a concept promotional PV, there was no further news. Before Roy traveled through time, there was no accurate information on whether it was still under development or what stage of development it had reached.

The name of this fragment, "From the Stars", really made people imagine it. Coupled with its ambiguous description, Roy felt that this thing might indeed be something extraordinary.

But Roy tested it over and over again, but he still couldn't figure out what the thing actually did. This fragment was like Sun Wukong's head, which could not be chopped off by a knife or struck by lightning. Even when the bounty hunter A's fist hit it, it didn't deform or dent at all. If Roy wasn't afraid that STELLA would really blow it up in one go, he would have wanted to try it out.

The only thing we know is that it is indeed as described, emitting a faint light all the time. As we all know, light itself is also a kind of energy. This thing is called coming from the stars, and maybe there is also some energy like cosmic radiation. Since it can only be used as a useless decoration with Roy, it is better to give it to Ferdinand to see what the strongest high-energy physicist on earth can do.

I hope he won't suffer a disastrous defeat in the area of ​​drilling and sampling.

Roy said this in his heart half complaining and half sincerely wishing.

"boom!"

Before he walked out of the mall, a loud noise interrupted Roy's thoughts. He immediately turned his head and looked in the direction where the loud noise came from. Also in Block 0, a cloud of black smoke was rising, making the originally bright sky shrouded in a bit of haze.

The feeling just now was a bit like Originium Technique?

Roy reacted immediately, and as if realizing something, he turned around and looked at the bounty hunters who were still tied up by Sona:

"You have accomplices?"

The bounty hunter tied to the ground smiled awkwardly: "Sir, you are also from Casimir, so you naturally know. Since the market is so big, how can there be only one team like us?"

Volume 1: Chapter 253: A "spectacular" death

Just like the bounty hunter said, as a Casimir, Roy certainly knows what the market is.

Scientific research on Terra was in a contradictory state of being both extremely advanced and extremely backward. On the one hand, a large number of projects that seemed like futuristic science fiction to Roy were being launched, and some had even taken root. On the other hand, the sacrifices made by these scientific research projects far exceeded the limits that the laws of Roy's previous life could tolerate.

If all the ways to make money quickly are written in the criminal law, then the progress of Terran science must be inversely proportional to the degree of implementation of the criminal law. Colombians, who are not short of money, have been promoting the concept of freedom and equality for a hundred years, while buying those infected people who should have equal rights from various countries at high prices. This has become the norm.

Roy should have expected it long ago - if he was really a native Terran with Terran moral standards - the most direct reaction to the demolition of Plot Zero would definitely be the madness of the human black market and the rise of bounty hunters.

Unfortunately, he still overestimated people's bottom line.

"Stay away from that thing, it's about to explode. Do you want to get oripathy?"

Covering his nose and mouth, he ran away from a humanoid crystal while cursing, while scolding his men to follow his actions. The tall bounty hunter didn't care at all about the blood debt of an infected person who died at his hands.

It seemed to him that this was just like a newspaper editor typing an inconspicuous announcement in the newspaper: "An infected person died in the hunt", and he happened to see it.

He had no feelings, no awareness of killing a fellow man.

But his compatriots felt the pain.

Lying on the ground, it was obvious that his lungs had become highly crystallized, and every time he breathed, a large amount of Originium dust was ejected from the infected person. He had lost his appearance, language, and thinking ability that represented all his identities. Death had caught up with him and was slowly cutting him open to enjoy this gluttonous feast. But a heart-wrenching cry suddenly made the infected person who had lost his mind react.

It was a "Dad!" filled with sadness and despair.

Perhaps they were too afraid of the danger posed by the explosion that killed the infected, or perhaps they simply did not have a correct understanding of the resistance ability of the captured infected. Taking advantage of the chaos of the bounty hunters' collective retreat, a little Kuranta girl rushed out from the crowd of infected people and limped into the unrecognizable crystal on the ground.

"father!"

She called out again. The Originium crystals on the ground, which seemed to have taken root in the earth, suddenly reacted. The infected man lying on his back seemed to suddenly feel a sense of clarity. His will seemed to have returned to his body and filled his limbs, constantly wandering and transmitting in the areas that had been filled with Originium. Some kind of power in the Originium seemed to replace the original effect of the nerves, allowing him to realize everything that happened to him, hear the call from the girl, and hear those mocking voices.

【That’s my daughter.】

"Damn it! How did that little thing get away? What's wrong with you? Why didn't you keep an eye on her?"

[Why is she crying? Who bullied her? Damn it, no one is allowed to bully my daughter]

"Boss, don't blame me. There were so many people here and it was so chaotic just now. How could I keep an eye on them? I'm going to bring him back now!"

[But I am just an infected person. My body feels so heavy that I can’t move. Is this a relapse? ]

“Come back! Is there an Originium growing in your brain? That thing is about to explode! Do you want to be infected too? Isn’t that her daughter? We’ll just stand here and watch him…”

[No, stop crying. I can't let her worry. I have to...]

"See if he dares to blow up his own daughter."

【I have to hug her.】

As everyone was looking at him with either mocking or sympathetic eyes, the corpse that had long since turned into a ball of Originium crystals suddenly shook. Then, as if it were a last gasp, the corpse that seemed to have no signs of life suddenly turned over and hugged the girl lying next to him into his arms.

The girl seemed to be stunned for a moment, until her thin body was cut by the sharp source stone crystal, blood flowed down, mixed with the fragments of source stone crystal, she reacted as if awakened from a dream. She did not run away, but stretched out her hands and hugged the crystal.

"dad......"

"boom!"

Accompanied by a crisp cracking sound, an explosion sounded like thunder, drowning out the girl's last voice.

Blood and flesh mixed with crystalline debris burst out in all directions, and a large amount of Originium dust exploded in the air, turning the entire area into a heavily Originium-contaminated area.

An infected person left the stage in a "spectacular" manner, taking with her an unknown life and an unknown child.

The unexpected explosion even shattered the few remaining window glass on the surrounding buildings. The tall bounty hunter stood up with difficulty, covered his nose with the dirty scarf around his neck, and cursed viciously:

"Damn, why is the explosion so loud?"

He seemed to be just stating a fact. It was not the first time that he had witnessed the death of infected people. It was just that the previous times, most of the infected people died in ordinary ways, and were not as "deterrent" as this time.

It was as if the explosion was so powerful that it could scare them away from arresting his daughter.

"Haha, what a pity, we lost two good products at once."

He sneered twice and waved to his team members: "Let's go, let's get out of here quickly. It's been unlucky today. Go home, take a shower, disinfect, and sell this batch of goods as soon as possible. I'll buy you inhibitors for disinfection!"

The team members cheered and drove away the remaining infected people.

Throughout the entire process, from the man's sudden onset of oripathy and rapid deterioration to the point of being on the verge of death, to the girl taking advantage of the chaos to escape from the crowd and pounce on her father, to the man's body exploding and the bounty hunters preparing to evacuate, these infected people did not make any sound.

They were silent as if they were real goods, not being able to speak. Only those occasional sympathy and self-pity in their eyes revealed the truth that they were still alive.