Starting from wandering with the Westwarder

At the same time, the information that can be learned is that this is definitely not the Tokyo area!

Because when you look up, you can't see the huge high wall that blocks the primitive gut organisms from outside.

In less than a second, she was inexplicably transported from the Tokyo area to a strange place.

She was now extremely curious about the woman in the black dress and the woman leading the way.

After entering the basement, Sumire Muroto was completely speechless when she saw the huge squirming primitive gut creature.

She had never seen a live gastrea captured.

For ten years, all the primitive organisms he studied were the corpses of primitive organisms killed by the Initiators and Facilitators.

It had been a long time since she had seen the primitive intestinal organisms that were still active.

"Can you explain it a little bit?" Sumire Muroto looked at Serenekai and asked.

"Explain? Explain what?" Serenekai looked at Sumire Muroto with a look of fool on her face, "Didn't I already tell you when I brought you here that you will temporarily follow me to study gasterozoa and develop them? An antidote to crack gastrovirus.”

"That's not what I want to know." Sumire Muroto replied, staring directly at Serenekai, "Who are you? What is the real purpose of bringing me here?"

"Don't ask about things you shouldn't know." Serenekai frowned and glared at Sumire Muroto, "The real purpose? What I just said is the role you can play here."

"Tsk, if I hadn't already ordered you to use your wisdom, I would have hypnotized you directly after we met." Serenekai's attitude became even worse, "Hurry up and put on the protective clothing, and then start working quickly. !”

Hypnotized?

Sumire Muroto raised her eyebrows slightly.

Then he continued to frantically gather information from this woman with a bad attitude.

She could see that the other party's superiors also coveted her wisdom, so she could dance a little longer.

"I can understand the study of gasterovirus. After all, all human settlements have such projects." Sumire Muroto licked her lips and looked at Serenekai, "But what about the research on the antidote for gasterovirus?"

Judging from the erosion speed of the gastroenterovirus, a person will transform into a gasterovirus in just a few minutes or even seconds after being eroded. There is no point in finding an antidote at all.

And there is only one kind of person who needs to use this kind of thing.

The Cursed Child afflicted by the gastroenterovirus!

"Ah, if it's just this kind of question, I can answer you." A familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Serenikai's unruly face instantly became docile, and she lowered her head in the direction behind her.

"By teleporting me to such a strange place without my consent, are you planning to kidnap me?" Turning around, Sumire Muroto looked at the woman in the black dress who teleported over and the person behind her. asked the familiar device.

"The correct answer is kidnapping." Morgan, the woman in the black dress, nodded with a smile. "After all, a serious invitation will only receive a rejection reply, so I might as well just avoid taking some detours and kidnap you directly." It’ll be nice to come back.”

"By the way, look at whether the equipment here is complete. If not, I will go to the Tokyo area and move some back." Morgan reminded.

Sumire Muroto felt speechless.

But she still looked at all the equipment.

"Well, there is nothing missing, and there are even a few instruments that I can't borrow on ordinary days." Sumire Muroto looked at Morgan after checking the instruments, "But can you answer some questions for me?"

"Ask, I can choose the answers to some questions and tell you depending on the situation." Morgan nodded and replied.

"What is the purpose of your research on the antidote for gastroenterovirus?"

"Didn't you already guess it?" Morgan replied with a slight smile, "Of course, it will prevent those innocent children from going into a future where they will die early or become gastral organisms."

"Even if those children are protected from the erosion of the gastroenterovirus, they will lose the powerful power brought to them by the gastroenterovirus genes?" Sumire Muroto asked rhetorically.

"Powerful?" Morgan showed a funny expression, "You really don't know what power is at all."

"Okay, let me put it another way." Sumire Muroto raised her hands in a gesture of surrender, "Even after those children lose their power, humans will no longer have the means to counterattack the gastrea organisms?"

"Ah, if you want to ask this, then I can definitely answer you what I think." The expression on Morgan's face suddenly turned cold, "If possible, I even want to kill all the poor innocent people After the children are gathered together, they will destroy the wall you used to block the gastral organisms, allowing those humans who should have died long ago to relive what happened ten years ago. Don't they call themselves the lost generation? ? Then let’s just let them lose it more completely.”

"Even though I admit that I am not a good person, based on my observations in the past few days, I found that compared to me and the original intestinal organisms, those humans who live in the comfort zone but still persecute those poor children are actually more Like a monster.”

"The shame of mankind. The existence of those carrion is like tarnishing the name 'human'." The expression on Morgan's face became more ferocious, "Even the cold-blooded, cruel and unethical magician over there is worse than You are more human."

Being suddenly DISS, Selenikai felt that she was quite innocent.

Sumire Muroto also glanced at Serenike involuntarily.

"So, Sumire Muroto, you'd better devote yourself to the research and development of the antidote as soon as possible. If the antidote can be mass-produced before our patience and tolerance are completely exhausted, the human race in this world will Civilization might still have a chance to continue.”

"You know, except for the magician over there, everyone in our team is suppressing the idea of ​​​​completely annihilating human civilization in this world."

Well, everyone.

Albedo, Aura, and Shalltear are not humans.

Morgan's words made Sumire Muroto feel cold both physically and mentally.

Although the tone sounded like a joke, Sumire Muroto could clearly see and hear the seriousness in the other person's expression and words.

Powers with this kind of technology are fully capable of transporting high-level protozoa to the central blocks of the region in one fell swoop without the people in each region noticing.And before the human side can quickly organize a powerful counterattack, how many people will die?

Just thinking about it made Sumire Muroto feel cold all over.

"By the way, although it's a little late, I still want to tell you." Morgan looked at Sumire Muroto, "Welcome to Camelot."

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In just three days, the group of talents kidnapped by Morgan successfully connected the central city of Camelot to electricity and connected to the regional network in the Tokyo area.

Sumire Muroto also began to consciously control her work and rest time and eating habits.

After all, she is now inexplicably burdened with the important task of keeping human civilization alive, and she can no longer endure it like she did in the past without taking her own life seriously.

Sudden death is a small matter, but the end of human civilization is a big deal.

No matter how much she wanted to show off, Sumire Muroto was not going to take the blame.

But as soon as she resumed her work and rest, her mind was as clear as ever, and she began to suspect that the woman named Morgan who got the name from Selenikai was afraid that she had given her such a hint.

Why else would she be convinced of this?

Of course, it may also have something to do with the fact that Aura and Shalltear, two young girls who are obviously different from ordinary people, come here from time to time to visit the class.

They personally admitted that they were not human beings, but a race called dark elves and vampires.

However, these two people who came to visit the class were not her or Serenekai, but those primitive gut creatures. After all, they had to regularly strengthen the sealing spells on the living primitive gut creatures, and then cut off their new ones. The growing limbs.

Aura's main purpose was to consider whether to accept a few level [-] primitive gut creatures as pets, while Shalltear wanted to accept them as relatives.

Anyway, Sumire Muroto broke into a cold sweat when she saw the scene at that time.

However, the development of the most important antidote for gastroenterovirus is still very slow.

Even if there is information about the 'gastrovirus inhibitor' in Sumire Muroto's mind and her unique innovative skills.

After all, who would think that this thing could actually create an antidote?

This is no less than starting R&D from scratch.

But Sumire Muroto won't worry about this at all now. After all, she has so many experimental subjects in her hands that she can show off her skills as she pleases.

Chapter 5 Lan Yuan Yanzhu: There is a baby species!This bastard makes a sneak attack!

Tokyo area, Tendo Private Security Company.

"How strange." Satomi Rentaro frowned after pushing open the door and entering his company.

"Huh? What's wrong? Are you and Enju-chan fighting again?" Tendo Kisara, the president of the Tendo Private Security Company who was working on his desk, looked up and asked Satomi Rentaro, who still had a band-aid on his face.

It has been less than two months since the establishment of the security company and the partnership between Rentaro Satomi and Enju Aihara, but within these two months, the relationship between the two has been at a freezing point.

Aihara Enju is extremely repelled by Satomi Rentaro.

Satomi Rentaro was in a helpless position.

After all, he saw the situation of the Cursed Son very clearly, so he also understood the vigilance and hostility of Aihara Yanzhu, a Cursed Son, towards him.

But understanding is understanding, Satomi Rentaro is also very disgusted with Aihara Enju who always fights on her own and ignores her own orders.

But since he was a child, he received political education from the Tendo family, and was even praised by the head of the Tendo family, Tendo Kiku no Cheng, so he is also quite accomplished in micro-expression management.

In addition, his company really did not have the spare money to apply to the Initiator Supervision Institution (IISO) to change the starter, so he could only continue to endure.

"Although there was indeed a fight." Satomi Rentaro unconsciously touched the band-aid on his cheek, then shook his head and explained, "But that's not what I'm talking about."

“These days, it’s rare to see those children on the streets.”

Tendo Kisara's expression instantly turned gloomy.

She also sympathizes with the treatment of the Cursed Sons in this world, but at most she can only try not to go along with the world, or help a little when she sees a not-so-good scene, and more things, Forgive her for being unable to do so.

"Rentaro, when did you start paying attention to those children?"

"No, I just care a little bit." Satomi Rentaro shook his head and explained, "It feels like there is some conspiracy secretly."

"What kind of conspiracy could there be?" A sarcastic sneer appeared on Tendou Mugen's face, "It means those 'pathetic' guys on the street are looking for those children to vent their resentment and anger again."

"But the problem is, I haven't even seen an injured child." Satomi Rentaro replied.

"Even if you know that attacking those children openly will only be ignored by the police, after all, the leader of this area, Sheng Tianzi, still has a certain degree of sympathy for those children. Although those people are venting their grievances, they still know how to maintain a little It's a bit harmonious on the surface." Tendo Kisara replied, "So, those children with bruises and bruises are probably hiding in abandoned buildings or sewers at the moment."

"Or maybe you really can't make it through, and it's not impossible to die in some dark corner. After all, people like madmen don't care whether the children are dead or alive. The key is to vent their resentment." Tendo Kisara said with a look of disgust.

"Also, Rentaro, I don't want to continue talking about this kind of topic with you. It will make me feel sick to my stomach." Tendo Kisara reminded him with a glare at his childhood sweetheart.

Because they grew up together, the two of them knew each other well.

Rentaro Satomi, who knew the character of politicians better than Tendogi, would definitely express his sympathy for those children verbally and then do nothing.

Just like he showed when he walked through the door.

'I know that the situation of the Cursed Children is getting more and more dangerous, but I have no intention of investigating, let alone saving them. I just want to talk about it as a topic. '

This is what Tendou Kisara hates the most about Satomi Rentaro.

As for Tendou Kisara, who had always wanted to prevent him from taking revenge and persuade himself to let go of his hatred.

In addition to these two points, Tendou Kisara has a relatively high impression of Rentaro Satomi.

After all, Satomi Rentaro is now the only person in the world who will help her under the premise other than revenge.

Seeing that Tendo Kisara no longer had any interest in continuing the conversation, Satomi Rentaro changed the topic with great discernment.

"Speaking of which, isn't it too risky to let Yeonju-chan go to an ordinary elementary school?"

The topic that Rentaro Satomi changed was still not interesting to him, so Tendou Kisara himself started to find a topic of interest to talk about.

While chatting, the subject of Ahara Yanzhu's enrollment came up.

Satomi Rentaro made this suggestion to her two days ago, and then hurriedly completed all the procedures for the little girl yesterday. Today is her first day of school.

But Tendo Mugena is not very optimistic about this.

"No problem. Although that guy is very aggressive, she is only targeting me as a facilitator. For ordinary people, her aggressiveness is still weak, and she is more of a type that will actively evade. I have to say, The teachings of IISO are quite good." Satomi Rentaro replied.

"That's not what I meant!" Tendo Kisara glared at Rentaro Satomi with a frown.

"Although under the guidance of IISO, she has mastered the ability to change the color of her pupils, once her emotions reach a certain limit or her abilities are used, her identity as a 'cursed child' will still be revealed. "

"It's okay." Satomi Rentaro already knew what Tendo Kisara meant. Just now he just said it in a wrong direction on purpose, "That guy is the type who is more sensitive to other people's eyes. Even if he doesn't want to be looked at by others, If you look at it like a monster, that guy will control his emotions obediently and use his abilities in non-combat situations."

"Moreover, hiding her identity and entering an elementary school where normal people attend, once she can make friends with normal people, will also help deepen her idea of ​​protecting normal people. Even further, as long as I continue to treat her as a normal person. , sooner or later she will change her impression of me from disgust to kindness."

Satomi Rentaro's words were full of calculations.

And it's the kind of calculation that is beneficial to him no matter what the outcome is.

The mask on this guy's face is still as hard as ever.

"You'd better not get lost." Tendou Bizara lay weakly on his desk and said, "We don't have the money to change your starter."

"Everything is under control." Satomi Rentaro had a smile that made people feel like spring breeze, but the words in his mouth made people shudder.

"Tsk, this is indeed the proud work of that old bastard." Tendo Mugen's eyes towards the table were filled with hatred for the 'old bastard' she called him.

On the other side, Yanzhu Aihara was walking on the way to school after school, carrying a backpack with gloomy eyes. The long pink hair hanging down her back made her eyes look even more gloomy.

Today's school experience was not good for her.

Not to mention that the person who pushed her to get into that school was by far her most hated facilitator.

She was so envious and jealous of those elementary school students who were playing around in laughter and then gathered together to eat nutritious lunch that she wanted to punch them and cry on the spot.