Terra Martial God and Merit System

"It's all thanks to the company that you have been transformed from an ordinary student into a senior researcher." The man in the suit said calmly, as if he was stating some facts. "Your brother also skipped college and went directly to graduate school because of this."

"Oh my, what an honor. At least you don't have to stay in the ghetto anymore."

“All of this — it’s all brought about by the company.”

"The company can give you something, or take it away at will."

"And I..." He pointed at himself and said intoxicatedly - "I am the spokesperson of the company."

"Do you understand, Mr. Yoder?"

"I...I understand." The young Vaifan bowed his head helplessly, "I will follow the company's orders...I will try my best to increase the success rate of the experiment..."

"It's not trying your best!" The man in the suit suddenly flew into a rage, "It's a must! Don't be silly! It's a must! I demand and order you to increase it to 50%!"

"......." The young man Waifan stopped talking. He realized that this guy was a complete layman.

The other party really believes that as long as they work hard enough and rely on the will of the researchers, all experimental results will get better.

This is all fucking bullshit!

Moreover, he knew very well that this request was not an order from the company, because this project did not have a high priority in the entire company. Otherwise, he would not have become the leader of this project.

The company just wanted them to explore this area they had never touched before.

It’s acceptable if there are results, but it doesn’t matter if there are none.

This kind of exploratory research is now being carried out throughout Colombia, but very few of them can produce real results.

This so-called "spokesperson" doesn't care about the project at all. He just wants to get a breakthrough so that he can show it off and add something to his resume.

Yodel felt very tired.

This is not what I desire.

Scientific research is shrouded in a haze, with capital and companies dominating everything. In their eyes, what are scientists?

Slaves? Leeks? They can be produced in large quantities from universities just by waiting?

After the conversation with the company spokesperson, Yodel was forced to make several promises that were impossible to fulfill, and then he walked out with a tired body.

Back in the laboratory, research is still in full swing.

He saw his brother tirelessly testing each Originium circuit.

What they are currently trying to do is to simplify the firearms. The idea is to reduce the number of Originium circuits as much as possible to make it easier to use.

However, simplifying these complex circuits requires long hours of exploration and experimentation, which is extremely tedious.

Fortunately, his younger brother is full of fighting spirit for all this.

Yodel was originally full of fighting spirit, but the political struggles that had nothing to do with scientific research were almost driving him crazy.

He stared blankly at the Originium circuit being tested, with only one thought in his mind - "We only have one week."

If there is no result in a week, those damn spokespersons will tell the company some completely false news.

For example, he embezzled research funds, for example, he conducted research in violation of regulations, for example...

That guy is definitely capable of doing this kind of shit.

"Brother?" The sudden shout brought him back to his senses. Looking up, Yodel saw his younger brother looking at him.

"What's wrong? Did anyone in the company say anything?" the other party asked.

"For experimental sample No. 2, we have to increase its conduction success rate to % within seven days." Yodel sighed and told the task he had received.

"This is impossible!" Denit, his younger brother, opened his eyes wide, "This is impossible!"

"But that bastard gave the order." Yodel spread his hands. "We can't do anything about it."

"......." Denit fell silent. He stopped the experiment and sat next to his brother.

Looking down at the busy researchers below, he sighed.

"Then what do we do?"

"Find a way to increase the concentration of Originium... and then adopt a more radical method..." Yodel said.

"That would very likely lead to an experimental accident."

"There is no other way."

"Then I'll do it..."

"No." Yodel held his brother down. "I'm older than you. I'll do this experiment myself. You go process the data tables."

"I....."

"Listen to me, I'm your brother."

........

As time goes by, Yodel prepares for possible experiments, and he must go all out. Even if it is risky, he must choose the right way to take the risk.

With three days left before the deadline, a broadcast suddenly came from the research institute.

"Dr. Yodel, please report to the investigator's office immediately, please immediately..."

Yodel felt his scalp tingling.

The other party was probably a little impatient. After all, he had been busy with experiments these days and had not reported to this guy.

Maybe this....in the other person's eyes, it would be considered contempt and insult to him.

Yodel walked towards his office nervously, thinking of an excuse to make.

But asking a scientific researcher to negotiate...Yodl felt that he was about to be scolded.

He trudged to the door nervously and knocked.

"Come in." A voice came from inside.

Like that investigator, but...seems a little different?

Yodel pushed the door open and his eyes widened at the scene before him.

The arrogant guy before was now hanging from the ceiling, with the tie wrapped around his neck and tied to the ceiling light.

His face was black and purple, his tongue was sticking out, and his body was stiff. He was obviously dead.

"Oh. Dr. Yodel, you're here?"

A stranger was sitting in his seat. He smiled kindly when he saw Yodel. Then he raised his hand and said, "Come, sit down."

"..." Yodel felt cold all over. He wanted to run out and call for help, but he opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

And the other person's eyes seemed to have some special effect. After being stared at for a while, Yodel unexpectedly walked in as if possessed by a ghost.

"Come on, Yodel, take a seat." Luo Chen extended his hand to signal, "I am very interested in your research project. Have you ever thought about changing your working environment?"

Chapter 152 Luo Chen's Deeds

"Uh....let's summarize the current information."

Inside the temporary base of the beach umbrella company.

Investigators synthesize the information they find.

"First of all, we may be facing a large and well-disciplined organization with many powerful weapons."

“I think this is the breakthrough in this case.”

The investigator produced a portrait.

"This is the face we drew by asking the pioneers..."

"No obvious racial features, just long black hair, thick eyebrows... well... no other features."

"I have already contacted the researcher who had contact with him." Another investigator said, "She answered very impatiently... and it seems that their institute has a big project. The company is very wary. So the interrogation did not go smoothly."

"The information I got is... this person should be a mercenary, a ranger, or something like that."

"Mercenaries... they are hard to find."

"You are such a bunch of idiots." A leisurely and slightly sarcastic voice came.

"What?" The investigator looked up unhappily. "What are you talking about?"

He stared at the tall figure in front of him. Ever since the company sent him here to assist in the investigation, the other party was just wandering around with a glass of red wine, picking on them from time to time and making sarcastic remarks.

Arrogant! So arrogant!

"I say - you are a bunch of idiots." Jeston Williams said lightly.

He swirled the wine glass.

"You don't think this is still a Victorian detective novel? A group of detectives in suits and ties running around investigating in the rainy night?"

"We are Columbia. Technology comes first!"

"Don't abandon your strengths. That's something only a fool would do!"

"What bullshit are you talking about?" The young investigator stood up suddenly, his face flushed, "The investigation is our business, you are just a thug!"

"No!" The older investigator seemed to have thought of something.

"Technology... Database! Yes, database!"

"What are you talking about?" The young investigator looked at him puzzled.

"Colombia now has a perfect access system. This system refers to the installation of cameras at the checkpoints in the mobile city and at the entrances and exits of various research institutes. When someone passes through, they will take a photo and transmit the person's face to the database." The investigator said excitedly, "If the other party is really a member of a certain organization, we can follow the clues to find him!"

"Not bad...not bad...think about it, sitting on a chair and pressing buttons. Isn't it more elegant than running around?" Jeston chuckled.

The investigator wanted to thank him, but seeing the other party's arrogant look, he swallowed his words.

He put away the information and said, "Let's go to the company's data room and find out who this person is... and then apply for database screening."

“Although the database is managed by the government...the company has the power to let us in!”

........

They went to the Beach Umbrella Company's data room and put the portrait into the scanner.

The huge amount of data began to be retrieved, and the time seemed to be particularly long.

"I'm afraid this guy is not an ordinary person..." the investigator thought.

The longer it takes, the higher the other party's encryption level is. However, I have the authority issued by the company, so there should be no problem.

What kind of existence is the other party?

A terrifying serial killer? A wanted criminal? A notorious mercenary? Or...

[Matching degree 95.32%]

[Determine the goal]

【Unlock permissions】

The screen flickered and the results appeared.

It was a photo taken in a dim environment, showing a man pointing a gun at someone's head.

There were piles of corpses around him and a cheering crowd in front of him.

[The information has been updated]

【Luo Chen】

[Unknown race]

【Age unknown】

[Identity: Count Ursus, Commander of the Special District, Lord of Kamsko, Temporary Controller of Saratov]

[The title was recommended by Grand Duke Kosice and granted by Emperor Ursus himself]

[After being knighted, he ruled in a brutal and bloody manner, and was hostile to many Ursus nobles.]

[Three days after being conferred the title, he massacred more than 80% of the officials in Kamsko, including the president of Kamsko Bank, many factory managers, and many other innocent people including Kamsko's local taxpayers.]