Infinity, progress from Arasaka

The three "Wei" live in a normal modern secular world with a normal historical context, so there is nothing much to say.

She had no identity, status or opportunities there, and only completed the most difficult and brutal accumulation of the first pot of gold when she returned. She is still in the starting stage of her career, transforming from an arms dealer to independent production, which is of no use at present.

It is impossible for Vera to focus her main energy on that side at the current stage. The only way is to interact with them and use some good stuff to protect herself, and to expose some appropriate and unobtrusive patented technology to help them gain a foothold. That would be victory.

Siwei was busy chopping ghouls.

Her status is not high but not low either. She is a CCG White Dove Investigator and a technician in the Quinque R&D department.

He is currently working in the Ghoul Countermeasures Bureau, seeking advancement and learning Quinque manufacturing technology. His stated ideal for joining the bureau is to resolve ghoul-related incidents around the world.

It is different from her personal vision for starting a company, at least not now. She will talk about it after she replaces He Xiujia as the general chairman of CCG, and is transferred to Germany's GFG and the United States' CCG and retires.

Once you have entered the system and hold public office, it would be a waste if you don't climb higher and instead pursue the 'revolving door' after retirement to make money, gain seniority, and gain connections.

As for the five 'Wei'.

The time has not come yet.

"So I have a great responsibility." Vera narrowed her eyes and looked ahead with a smile on her face. The reflection of the French window in front of her seemed to be rippled...

One, two, three, four, it's all her.

Some were attending a dinner party in the cherry blossom garden of the Arasaka family compound and could not get away;

There were those who sold second-hand arms in Africa and promoted their own products, then had an open-air barbecue with their retired mercenaries on the return ship;

Some people went out on a daily basis to kill a few ghouls, and returned to the CCG branch with a Quinque briefcase and a bag of trophies to register their achievements and spoils.

Some of them report to a man named Jonathan Irons in a shiny and spacious R&D center office with the name 'Atlas' LGOG.

Tsk.

In this world, the development of military technology reorganized from the Umbrella California branch, the USA region and some other branches saves time, effort and worry.

Although many places cannot compare with it for the time being, the good thing is that there is no one blocking our way overhead, there are people to help us in Washington, and there is no threat of a large-scale hot war.

Now we have also acquired Quinque's manufacturing technology and some of Giant God's high-tech military equipment manufacturing technology.

Well, my development and growth will be unhindered...

There was a knock on the door.

"Please come in."

Vera spoke without even looking up, then turned the gel pen and began to work seriously.

Squeak.

She is her administrative secretary.

"Ms. Russell, they are here again. This is a joint letter of protest and a petition that Greenpeace, extreme environmental organizations, and animal protection organizations have publicly stated they will pass on to you." The secretary put a thick stack of documents on the desk.

Vera took a quick look and her face suddenly turned dark, her eyebrows almost crooked with anger.

She even temporarily put aside Chris Redfield's personal request for equipment support and increased financial assistance.

On the document was a petition signed, sealed and stamped with fingerprints. It was passionate and pointed fingers at her from a moral high ground.

"Our large-scale infrastructure construction in California, Texas, Raccoon City, and Colorado has caused strong dissatisfaction among them. Their people have tied themselves to trees, set up tents on hills that need to be leveled, and even destroyed our construction vehicles at night, smashing and throwing paint on our local branches..."

Seeing the disgusted expression on his CEO's face as if he was stained with some dirty yellow and white stuff, the secretary paused for a moment with a little hesitation, and then continued:

"Their spokesperson asked us to stop large-scale construction using military technology, close factories and return forests and land to forests, build ecological parks for animals that have lost their homes, and allocate funds specifically for their protection. They will supervise..."

boom.

Deceiving too much!

Vera slammed the petition on the desk and whispered with a sour look on her face, "Don't push too far. We can't open this loophole. Once we open it, there will be endless troubles. Military technology will never regress."

She was well aware that after the left-wing movements in the 6s and 70s, environmental protection and animal rights became the mainstream of culture and some public opinion in the normal development of the Western world. By the s at the turn of the century, extreme animal protection organizations began to emerge.

Even America's deputy president has joined in cheering them on.

At the end of the 20th century, the Cold War ended, the CCP collapsed, and the US was deindustrializing. Many military factories and R&D projects were shut down, and the trend of laying off skilled workers was the mainstream. However, military technology emerged and went against the trend to reverse industrialization. Many closed military factories, military R&D projects, and skilled workers were taken over by military science.

Even larger-scale construction.

This is very noticeable in the United States, especially the attitude of the military science department under Vera's leadership towards charity and environmental protection. It cannot be said that there is no money, but it can be said that compared with its size, it is too small, and very little money is spent on them, which makes that group of people unhappy.

"Grasp!"

Vera uttered a word heavily.

"This is no longer an ordinary extreme protest. We must take strong measures. Where are the police and security? Arrest them! Where is our legal department and partner law firm? Sue them! Apply to the California, Texas, and Colorado state governments for state-level private prison operating licenses. It doesn't matter if the prisons are overcrowded and stressful. We understand the governors and state legislatures and build our own prisons to help share the pressure with them."

"I would spend hundreds of millions of dollars to build a prison just to stuff them in! I would never give them a penny!"

After saying that, Vera looked at the secretary who was still hesitant to speak.

"besides?"

“Yes, ma’am. Some social activists say that our company’s diversity, equality and inclusion are not good enough…”

Vera: “…”

Fortunately, the diversity movement had not yet developed so crazy at this time...

Well...there are still constraints on development, but they are not that great.

Everything is good here, except for the numerous bullshit and crap that happens to be there.

......

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PS: Hehe (＃`O′).

Don’t wait, go to bed early, anyway you will definitely see it at 5.59: tomorrow morning.

Chapter 067 Wu Wei's letter for help from Atlas & Chris

"...Ha ha."

"Call of Duty 11 World", after a brief digestion, there was no discomfort at all, as relaxing as going home to sleep. After classifying the memories and chaotic fragments that seemed to suddenly rush into the brain from the depths of the soul, Vera's mouth corners suddenly twitched, and she shook her head, revealing a strange smile.

Let you show off.

While the military science 'Wei' in the world of Resident Evil has obtained an incomparable superior development environment and development advantages, it naturally has to endure the intrusion of trivial matters that can only arise in a normal and orderly society.

Full, warm and lustful.

When people live a good life, they will think about trivial things.

This is human nature. Even a moral saint cannot change this.

The only thing that can change these is the environment.

Do good guys have to be held at gunpoint?

Yes, good people deserve to have guns pointed at them.

In the cyberpunk worldview, these people, one by one, will be subjected to the iron fist of a corporation-state by those evil giants, from extortion to beatings and torture, to killing specific people, and even the massacre of all living people in the entire organization identified as a threat.

Of course, if you really believe in the cyberpunk worldview, those who don't dare to resist will never take any real action of resistance, and those who dare to jump out must be prepared to put life and death and everything else aside.

There are no in-between values.

Although the "Resident Evil World" is facing an increasingly severe threat of biochemical terrorist attacks on a global scale, it is still a stable world with relatively normal social order and social values.

There is no cyberpunk megacorporation.

At least not yet.

So, when you don’t have the ability to overturn the table or reshape and change people’s values, just bear with it.

As a so-called 'good guy' with a gun pointed at him, since you are there, you have to abide by the existing rules there. Even if you want to cross the line, you have to check the point, be cautious and know when to stop.

Be respectable.

Vera's dignity in this world is to work under a middle-aged man who lost his son and developed extreme tendencies as a result.

"What are you laughing at, Vera?"

Jonathan Irons, the CEO of Giant God Corporation, whose eyes looked like he was good at playing all kinds of sinister and cunning villains, came over with two cups of Kopi Luwak coffee and asked with interest as he handed them over.

"Nothing, Mr. Irons. I just had a new idea about prosthetics. It's clear, yes, but it's still rough."

As she spoke, Vera reached out to take the coffee handed to her by Irons and gestured.

Wow! Pulling over a chair and sitting down, Irons took a sip and said with a friendly smile: "Tell me about it."

"Medical prostheses should not be limited to simple limbs. As long as rejection is resolved, as a sophisticated implant device, it will also effectively replace missing or damaged organs. This includes artificial heart valves, limbs, vertebrae, and implanted cyber prosthetic plug-ins. Yes, Mr. Irons, I will name this new idea of ​​mine the cyber implant."

Vera leaned back on the desk at her workstation, holding a cup of coffee, snapped her fingers, and spoke excitedly:

"If it is really realized, it will effectively save the patient's life in any severe situation, or allow the patient to continue to work normally after suffering serious physical trauma, and even extend the patient's effective rescue time..."

"And the premise of all this is that you have solved the problem of human rejection."

Irons leaned forward slightly, the kindness on his face replaced by some deep pain and shallow memories. With an oppressive momentum, he narrowed his eyes and whispered: "Vera, tell me, how are you going to solve the problem of rejection?"

There was a sense of longing in his voice.

Vera smiled, "Well, I have an idea..."

This is the charm of the interconnection of all worlds.

Even if there is no interaction between virtual and real objects, the integration of knowledge alone is enough to benefit people endlessly.

The technology tree of Giant God Company has relatively not opened up the technology to overcome the human body's rejection reaction. In Vera's opinion, Giant God's current prosthetic technology is more focused on the properties of prostheses than a prosthetic plug-in compatible with the nervous system.

Afterwards, she briefly and methodically explained how cyber giants such as Arasaka and Biotech had come up with solutions to make cyber plug-ins overcome human rejection.

Even though the first and second generation cyber prostheses' outdated rejection solutions were completely logical and the logically linked explanations quickly fascinated Irons.

When the briefing was about to end, Vera turned around as if she also felt something coming on and activated the holographic computer at her workstation, and began to measure and build the model. Irons did not mind Vera's rudeness.

With a complicated and somewhat lonely expression, he said, "Vera, if only you were born a few years earlier."

Irons didn't think Vera would do this without a purpose.

He would attend Vera's father's funeral, not only because Vera's father was indeed his capable employee, but also because Vera's genius was boasted about by her father many times, saying that she had never worried him and that she had excellent academic performance since childhood...

This is indeed the case; he has investigated.

Unfortunately, when Vera graduated from California-Berkeley College in 2053 at the age of 20, her father was on a field mission and fulfilled the oath of the Giant God Company: "When chaos strikes, we will bring order." He gave people in the chaotic zone safety, stability, and a chance to start over, but he died in battle.

Out of guilt and sense of responsibility, Irons will take good care of Vera no matter what. Even if Vera does not join the Giant God, the pension and relief fund he set up for sacrificed employees will ensure that Vera will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of her life.

And Vera did not disappoint Irons.

She is very smart, rational and spiritual. In just a few years, she has obtained many breakthrough patents in the fields of neural networks and bionics, and has become the chief bionic prosthetic technology engineer of Giant God Company.

Perhaps it was the loss of her father that made her so fanatically and focused on the development of prosthetic technology.

According to Vera's description, if that kind of mature cyber implant had been created and promoted on a large scale several years ago, no no... only a small number of them had been developed, then his capable employees might have been able to hold on until the rescue team arrived, and his son... would not have died!

Not knowing what Irons was thinking at the moment, Vera focused on her plan.

She did not pretend or secretly watch Irons' expression. Vera always respected a tough guy like him who built such a large super company from scratch, and would never look down on him.

Finally, crash.

Irons stood up and said with great effort: "I lost my son, so I learned to cherish. Vera, you are my student, I am very grateful to you, for Atlas and for me. If this invention is made public in Atlas, it will be the honor of my life."

"Thank you," he said, shaking hands with Vera politely. "Thank you for your hard work. Have a good rest and don't overwork yourself. No matter what the result is, I will fully support you." After he finished speaking, he turned and left the Prosthetic Technology Institute.

Half an hour after Irons left, "Huh..." Vera let out a long breath.

After finishing the 'crackling', she lazily leaned back in the chair, closed her eyes, and lay on her back.

Humph, she could guess where Irons had gone. The so-called Mitchell was the comrade-in-arms of Irons's own son Will Irons, who had died for his country.

Irons looked at that guy's beautification filter, which really made Vera jealous.

Unfortunately, the time has not come yet...

It’s still early in the timeline.

"Whether for myself or for my cheap father's ideals, this time, Atlas will never repeat the same mistake!" She opened her eyes, and in her eyes, there was a cold and ferocious murderous intent, which disappeared in an instant.

Those traitors...and USA, haha, we will have a lot to play with later.