Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend, the Israeli boxing champion

"Mr. Allen, do you remember how many slices of bread you ate?" The deputy director looked at him with some disdain. Although it was common for the top and second-in-command to have conflicts, the one in front of him was an exception. Deeply impressed by Marisbili's methods, he was assigned here to be in charge of the soul particle transfer experiment. If it weren't for Allen's special assignment by Marisbili, he would probably have been left alone in the oil field.

"This is the experiment list. The last time I opened it, it was already in the five digits." The deputy director handed over the list in his hand. "Mr. Allen, do you have any feelings about this experiment?"

"Feelings? No." Feeling the malice of the person who came, Allen flipped through the files in his hand while thinking about countermeasures. It was relatively easy to target such a top tool person. But Allen didn't know what happened later.

"Everything is for Mr. Marisbury's great cause, saving humanity and all that. It sounds very exciting."

"Look at those tool people. Aren't they dedicated to the future of mankind? They are the stepping stones to success!"

That is to make him think that he is the same as him and is of the same kind.

"Mr. Allen, I find you are very much my cup of tea." The deputy director, who was initially malicious, immediately changed his attitude when he found out that the envoy was just like him. "Yes, look at those artificial humans, their enthusiasm! This spirit! They are all for the future of mankind!"

Yes, they are just artificial people, they are just artificial people, they are just artificial people, they are just artificial people, they are just artificial people, they are just artificial people, they are just artificial people, they are just artificial people...

So it's no big deal.

"Hey, gentlemen, Mr. Allen is one of us, so don't do any of the unnecessary stuff, just get started." The deputy director informed the laboratory of the news.

"Who is that guy from headquarters?"

"I can only wish him good luck. Mr. Deputy Director, no one except Mr. Director will accept it."

"Come, Alan, try this, the Bloody Mary I mixed myself." The deputy director came over with two cocktails. "This is my most proud work. Besides myself and Mr. Marisberry, you are the third guy who is qualified to enjoy this."

Alan took the goblet. He had drunk Bloody Mary before. It was made from a mixture of vodka, tomato juice, lemon slices, and celery root. The bright red tomato juice looked like blood, hence the name. But was the tomato juice in the glass really blood?

Alan knew that this was due to his own psychological suggestion, but he was still a little hesitant about the glass of wine. Now he was like Ji Chang eating meat soup back then.

"It's a shame that we met too late, Alan. I always thought that everyone at the headquarters was a good-for-nothing except Mr. Marisberry. But unfortunately, I have to be in charge of the lepton transfer experiment to collect data here, and I can't help the director very well. Now that I have you, I feel that the future of mankind is more promising!" The deputy director, who has fallen into madness, said something that made Alan at a loss. Perhaps it just proved that:

There is only a difference between genius and madness.

"Cheers to our friendship and the future of mankind." Alan quickly grabbed the deputy director who was letting himself go. If he continued like this, something might happen.

"Let's fight." He made up his mind.

"Cheers."×2

The laboratory has turned into a human tragedy, but Alan still pretends that the two of them met too late and drinks with the deputy director.

The staff conducting the experiments below were already unmoved by the reactions of the androids whose life activities were constantly stopped.

From coming out of the incubator to undergoing lepton experiments and then entering the basket that turns into a Schrödinger's cat-like state after being activated, he finally ends his life just like the Ship of Theseus.

Everyone at Seraphix, an offshore oil field located above the Mariana Trench, is no longer normal.

"Alan, I'm looking forward to meeting you next time." On the helipad of the oil field, the deputy director personally sent Alan to the helicopter. He liked guys like Alan who shared similar interests with him.

"Me too. I hope you can complete the experiment successfully as soon as possible." Alan now just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible and return to Chaldea. After all, there was still some humanity there. He had his good friends and two people he didn't know how to face - even if there was only the last month.

After returning to Chaldea, Allen, with a pale face, ran straight to his bedroom, grabbed the sink and vomited. The strong mental pressure and the tragic scenes of those dead androids had not dissipated around him. The only thing that could support him until now was the last bond in Chaldea.

The only sounds in the room were the sound of running water and Alan's gentle breathing. Alan now felt that he was teetering on the brink of collapse, and if he was not careful he would fall into the abyss.

"Please, someone come and save me."

At this time, the door lock of the room began to turn.

Chapter 31 The Last Conversation

"Alan, you're back. I have something to trouble you with."

After learning about the purpose of establishing Chaldea, Leonardo da Vinci's attitude suddenly changed to the offensive, and he became interested in this "institution established to prevent human extinction". So Romani excitedly brought Leonardo da Vinci to Allen, asking Allen to help register Mona Lisa, who was of unknown gender and claimed to be Leonardo da Vinci.

"Okay, let's go." Alan immediately stood up and turned off the faucet with his backhand. He was so skilled that no one could see what had just happened.

"003, Leonardo da Vinci/Mona Lisa, that's what I'll remember." Alan gently waved the pen in his hand and wrote shallow marks on the paper.

"Brother Allen, who are 002 and 001?" The future profiteer was curious about the two guys who could be ranked in front of him.

"One is Mashu's child. I will take you to see him when the time comes. The other is the Servant summoned by Marisbili to participate in the Holy Grail War. Let's arrange a room for this omnipotent person today. We can talk about the magic workshop later. I have something to do with Marisbili now."

Alan, exhausted both physically and mentally, now just wanted to report the news to Marisbury as soon as possible and have a good rest. Today's experience was simply...

"Mr. Marisbury, I come in."

"Come in, Alan." When the two tired guys met, they knew each other's situation after seeing each other's faces. They immediately abandoned all the trivial matters and got down to business.

"It seems that guy is bothering you, Alan." Maris Billy looked at Alan with understanding. "That guy is a great activist, and this kind of thing suits him very well."

"I admit that, but I have a question for you, Mr. Marisbury."

"Is it about the oil fields? Tell me about it."

"I saw the android over there, and I don't agree with the way he handled it. Here I want to ask Mr. Marisberry, what do you think of the android?"

"As a magician." Alan thought about it and added this sentence.

"That depends on how you look at it. Let me give you three examples."

"The first one is the Mujik family. You probably don't know much about this. They stole some of the technology that flowed out of the Einzbern family. They were also the second family after the Einzbern family that could create androids. At their peak, they barely reached the level of alchemy that could rival the Einzbern family."

"But the part of technology they stole was regarded as childish by the Einzbern." Marisbili said this with a look of disdain. After all, as an orthodox magician, he despised such existence with shady origins. "So their attitude towards androids is just to treat them as cannon fodder and magic furnaces."

"The second one is the Einzbern. The Einzbern family is one of the three great families that started the Holy Grail War, along with the Tōsaka family and the Matou family. They are a family that excels in alchemy. They are an artificial house built by the disciples of the Third Magician to recreate the miracle of their master, and they are still operating it to recreate the Third Magic."

"I saw the Einzbern android during the Holy Grail War. She was an extremely beautiful woman. She seemed to be a very gentle person. She was also the winner of the Holy Grail War. Should I say she must be the Knight King..."

Marisbilly had a lot more praise for the Einzberns, but Alan, who knew the truth, secretly criticized them.

I don't believe you, if I didn't know the script, I would believe you. Although I don't know how Dai Mao lost, weren't you and Romani the final winners?

"But precisely because the Einzberns are orthodox magi, in their eyes, androids are not people either. Even if they use them as servants and guards, there is a time limit for their use."

“It’s like a clock with a built-in battery running.”

"The third one is me." Marisbilly sat up straighter. "Although I am also an orthodox magician, I am different from them. I don't like the way those magicians act. Alan, you should also be able to feel the uniqueness of Chaldea." Alan nodded slightly. Indeed, among these magic organizations, Chaldea is simply a breath of fresh air. "

“But there is a difference.”

"What's the difference?"

"Look at the ideology. If their thinking and behavior patterns are human, I will agree with them." Although Maris Billy is considered to be unique and independent among magicians, one thing cannot be ignored. He is also a magician.

"So I know about the experiments at the oil field. It is precisely because they don't think or act that I can do this."

Sure enough, even the most open-minded Marisbury could not escape the way of thinking brought about by the identity of "magician". Allen was silent. Perhaps comparing the way ordinary people think with magicians would not lead to any results.

"Let's change the subject, Alan. What do you want to do after leaving Chaldea?" Feeling that the atmosphere was a bit dull, Marisbilly changed the topic and chatted with Alan.

"Hmm... I should go traveling to relax, and then go back to London to watch the Olympics. That's it for now."

"Really? It looks like a good plan..."

After the serious topic ended, a cheerful atmosphere filled the place again.

"Then I would like to wish you all the best in your future life, Alan."

"Ah, you too, Mr. Marisbury."

Although he had been constantly reminding himself, the tragic scenes in his mind kept flashing before Allen's eyes. Desperate expressions, remaining limbs, organs scattered all over the floor, and bloodstains all over the laboratory.

Will artificial humans have blood?

"Actually, to some extent, am I not also a tool?" Alan laughed at himself, but he was just lucky. Alan leaned against the wall and walked slowly to his bedroom, the door of which was ajar.

“I didn’t close the door.”

At this time, a girl's singing was heard from inside the door.

"Hey Jude, don't make it bad."

"Take a sad song and make it better..."

It was "Hey, Jude" by the Beatles, a household name in the UK. Although he was in a bad state, he still wanted to know who had entered his room again.

He pushed open the door and saw his stupid student Olga Marie, who was helping him sort out the scattered materials on the table. The song just now was her work.

"That's good." After confirming the situation, Allen completely relaxed his mind and body, allowing them to rest after struggling to support themselves. In other words, after experiencing such a hellish scene, he finally collapsed.

"Alan, you're back just in time. You're going to put this...Alan? Alan? Alan!"

Let me take a break.

Allen thought this before he lost consciousness.

Chapter 32: Animusphere

In the quiet corridor, the sound of footsteps approaching from afar interrupted the original atmosphere. Olga Marie, who had just finished her magic training with Leif Lenore, ran over here in a hurry and pushed open the door of the infirmary.

"What's going on, Dr. Roman? What's going on with Alan?"

"It's just a problem of excessive mental stress. He has been injected with glucose solution and should be fine. He has been transferred to a general ward. We just need to get the reason from him."

Hey, is this really the Dr. Roman I saw? Olga Marie couldn't believe her eyes.

"But given Alan's personality, we can't get any information from him."

"If he didn't do that, he wouldn't be Alan, would he?" After all, the two had worked together for so long and knew each other. "Mary, go see if there are any clues in your father's office. Although the hope is slim, it's still worth it, isn't it?"

The current Dr. Romani showed wise decisions that were consistent with his identity as the "Magic King". Olga Marie even felt that the Dr. Roman in front of her today was completely different from the one she remembered.

"As expected of Chaldea, right?"

On the other side, Alan woke up from his coma and found himself lying on a big white bed.

"Such a strong smell of disinfectant." Alan subconsciously covered his nose, but his right hand would not let him do so. The infusion tube on his right hand made his action look a little funny.

"That'll be it for now, but what does the dream mean? I'm not a savior."

Alan had a headache when he thought about this. I said you should find someone else. How could I, an ordinary former employee, become the savior? They said that they had already appointed you to be the savior because you are Alexander Aaron.

At this moment, the sound of someone knocking on the door interrupted Allen's fantasy.

"You seem to be in good condition. I was worried for nothing."

Her face was full of fatigue, but she still breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Alan wake up, holding the fruit basket in his hand.

"Do you know how scary it was when you suddenly fainted that day? I was scared by you at that time. Fortunately, you are fine." After placing the fruit basket at the head of Alan's bed, Olga Marie walked to the window and opened the curtains.

A little light came through the window, illuminating a vast expanse of white snow, and further away was an abyss of darkness.

"Yeah, I forgot that it's already March and the long dark night is coming again." Olga Marie was slightly startled. She had been in this place for so long that even her concept of time was a little fuzzy.

"It's the darkest hour before dawn. Relax, Mary. You should be nicer to yourself now, right? Look at this guy. He's a negative example."

Romani came in with a new infusion bottle and took out the empty one. While changing it, he didn't forget to tease Allen. "Look at this guy. He didn't pay attention and now he's lying here."

"By the way, Romani has a question for you."

"Do you know Mobius?"

The night is gradually coming and the dawn is about to fade away. This happy and pleasant time will eventually become a memory between each other.

Also in March, at midnight one day, someone appeared in the control room that was supposed to be empty, but there was no alarm.

"Huh, the stability of the Guardian Heroic Spirit Summoning System Destiny has finally been completed. There shouldn't be a situation where summoning Da Vinci only to get Mona Lisa instead.

"Mona Lisa only appears in that painting, so it's impossible for her to be a heroic spirit. Could it be that she is really Leonardo da Vinci?"

He reached for the cup, and just as he brought it to his lips, a rich, sweet aroma entered his nose. The taste of the coffee seemed to be the crystallization of that aroma, spreading rapidly.

"This is the last cup, please cherish it."

"The spirit of Gaia, the one who separated from the planet. The one who is the truth, Yu Ji. I hope you can give my daughter some help when the time comes."

"Pepeloncino, I hope you will like this gift."

"Beril Garth, I hope you won't do anything. If I wasn't short of one, I wouldn't use this double-edged sword."

"Kirshtalia and David are the two people I am most optimistic about. One is my disciple and the other is a genius in the inheritance department. I am very relieved that they are the core strength of Group A."

"Ophelia Famsolone, owner of the Magic Eye."

"I am an ordinary magician named Kadoc Zemlupus. The seven Crypters I have chosen, for the sake of my plans and great cause, please do not let me down."

"Oh, yes, and my most wonderful creation, my daughter, Olga Marie Yasmiret Animusphia."

"Please do not resent my actions for depriving you of your qualifications as a Master. After all, this is too low-level for you. My daughter, you are the Star Priestess."

"Finally, my friend Solomon, I am sorry, but for the sake of our Animusphia family's long-cherished wish, I must do this."

"Alexander Allen is a good chess piece and tool. Thank you for teaching Mary. I will reluctantly let you go. Knowing how to retreat at the right time is also a kind of wisdom."