Chapter 355: Administrative Office and Research Institute

"What are they doing?"

Inside the bar, the candlelight flickered from time to time, illuminating the surroundings.

Chen Xun sat on a high stool with his back straight, his hands nailed to the table by glass, and blood had already flowed into two pools.

There was a piercing pain, tormenting him from time to time. It hurt whether he moved or not. The sharp broken glass seemed to have flowed into his blood vessels along with the blood. His palms began to tremble slightly uncontrollably, and the pain became worse with each tremor.

So he could only try his best to divert his attention and feel the changes around him.

He was not a person with special abilities, but he could roughly guess what was happening from the shaking of the floor and the faint roar that seemed to come from several floors away. He showed a helpless bitter smile on his face: "What is that guy doing now?"

"Does he really think that the body of God can be killed by violence?"

"What is Dr. Zhao Shiming doing?"

"Until now, you still don't understand what the true power of God is?"

"..."

He thought in a low voice, and his palm trembled involuntarily.

Immediately, an abnormal pain drilled into his mind and pulled him out of his rational thinking. .

It hurts.

He knew that pain was just a normal reaction caused by the injury of the injured part stimulating the nerves and transmitting to the central nervous system.

It's no big deal.

But it really hurts!

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"The experiment has been successful, God... has come!"

When Lu Xin followed the god who loved to dig holes and chased up one floor after another, in a conference room in the central city that was used to not turning on the lights, several people wearing black cloaks were sitting and sharing the information just transmitted from the outpost.

The person responsible for delivering the information had an uncontrollable excitement in his tone.

"The experiment of the black table has been successful, and our investment has also seen a return."

"Everyone, congratulations."

"From now on, you have become people who can control the power of God!"

"..."

Facing the excitement that could not be concealed in the mouth of the person who delivered the message, his voice was passionate, as if he was reciting a poem.

But compared with him, the other few people were obviously much calmer.

"Several teams of people with special abilities have already rushed to Buffalo. Can you ensure that they will not affect our plan?"

A man who looked slightly fat but had a steady and calm voice crossed his hands on his lower abdomen, leaned against the back of his chair, and asked calmly: "In addition, has the safety and controllability of the experimental subject been tested?"

"I think we will get the answer soon."

The person who reported this information calmed down a little and said:

"Those people with special abilities are originally part of our testing of the power and safety and reliability of the experimental subjects. At least according to the current feedback, they have almost no room for resistance in front of the experimental subjects, which proves the strength of the experimental subjects."

"As for higher safety and reliability..."

"I think the black table has already demonstrated enough for us before!"

"..."

The people around the long table seemed to be slightly silent at this time, as if they were thinking about something important.

They were obviously not people who were easily overwhelmed by excitement.

"In that case..."

In the silence, another tall and thin man spoke softly: "When will we confront the Institute?"

At the moment of the three exits of "Institute", everyone fell silent.

Just by mentioning these three words, their hearts beat suddenly a few times.

"The Institute has not responded so far."

"Did they not notice it, or..."

"..."

In the dark conference room, the atmosphere of silence spread.

"Bang!"

Suddenly someone slapped the table heavily and said in a deep voice: "This is our choice, so we need to do it to the end."

"After all, the research institute is just a bunch of nerds. They don't understand anything except doing various research. It is extremely dangerous and crazy to let a group of people who only know how to pursue the so-called "truth" do whatever they want..."

"If they hadn't stopped it, the Central City and other high-walled cities would not still exist as an alliance."

"Besides..."

His voice slowed down, as if he was thinking about something, and then he suddenly took off his black battle mask, and his thin and gloomy face suddenly appeared in front of everyone with the dim light coming from the yard.

Everyone around was shocked. Obviously, they knew this person.

But they didn't expect that he would dare to show his face.

The man who showed his face looked at everyone with a firm gaze and whispered: "The Institute was indeed powerful, but over the years, betrayal, civil strife, experimental failures, parasitic items lost... The successive blows have already seriously damaged the strength of the Institute... So, it's time for our General Administration Office to take over the specific affairs of the Institute."

"..."

Some of the others were slightly excited, gritted their teeth, and made up their minds.

But some people just sat there, silent.

After a while, someone seemed to be telling a joke and said: "This matter has been prepared for so long, there is no reason to give up halfway. It is inevitable that the Administration Office will control the Institute, so please rest assured..."

"The Institute is just a bunch of lunatics in an ivory tower. They don't care about anything except research, so it's normal for them to react slowly."

"Maybe at this time, they are still only concerned about eating in the restaurant..."

...

There are two main cities in the central city.

The smaller No. 2 main city is located on the east side of the main city. It is an extremely clean and well-organized city.

Here, it seems that the construction of every road conforms to a physical aesthetic.

The walls of the buildings are so clean that they almost reflect light.

If you look closely, you will find that there is no asymmetry in the buildings, green plants, rivers, and lakes.

In the center of the city, there is a complex of buildings with neat buildings and large lawns.

The gate is two iron fences as high as four meters. At this time, the door is only half-closed and can be pushed open with a light hand.

Outside the gate today, a man in military uniform and with a straight figure is standing.

Behind him, there are military vehicles parked one after another, and each military vehicle is full of fully armed elite soldiers.

The man did not push open the iron gate, but just waited outside the gate.

He could see that behind the iron gate at this time, there was a leisure scene.

It was dinner time. Young men or old professors, some bald and some wearing wigs, came out of different buildings with books in their arms. On the lawn, some young men with hair that had not fallen out and full of energy were kicking the ball. Their football skills were undoubtedly very bad. The man in military uniform raised his hand to look at his watch and wanted to rush into the iron gate several times. But he still resisted. He just had the urge to pull out his gun and shoot the balls kicked by those people. I don't know how long I waited... In fact, it was thirty-seven minutes and forty-two seconds. In the institute, a girl wearing a white coat, messy long hair, and black-framed glasses finally ran over. She looked very exhausted and panting, but at that speed, she could be outrun by a turtle...

"The dean replied..."

She ran to the iron gate, took a breath, rested with her hands on her knees, and then said anxiously.

The man in military uniform was anxious, took two steps forward, and said in a deep voice: "Does he agree?"

As he spoke, he glanced at his watch and said: "The other party is very likely to have taken action now. I suspect that many armed forces have entered the No. 1 main city from all directions. In addition, according to the news from Buffalo City, the forbidden experiment of the black table has been successful. If the other party chooses to attack the institute with the monsters they have researched, then we will not have any preparations to make..."

"You..."

The female researcher waved her hand and took a breath: "... Let me finish first, otherwise my mind will be confused."

The man in military uniform was choked, and could only wait in silence and anxiety for her mind to calm down and finish her words.

"Dean... The dean said that he is very busy now..."

As the female researcher spoke, her voice finally became clearer.

"Busy?"

The man in military uniform couldn't help but said in a deep voice: "Have you explained it clearly? What is worth doing now?"

"You... don't talk!"

The female researcher waved her hand vigorously, and then continued: "The dean said... he is going crazy."

"Crazy..."

The man in military uniform was stunned and couldn't believe it: "Crazy?"

"Yes!"

The female researcher said: "All the same."

The man in military uniform wanted to tell himself that he heard it wrong, but he heard it clearly, so he was silent for a while.

If he said what he was thinking, there were only two.

Either break in and shoot the dean in the head.

Or shoot yourself in the head right here.

Relying on strong self-control, he was silent for a long time, and then asked: "Then...what should we do?"

"What should we do?"

The female researcher finally spoke faster, glanced at the man in military uniform, and said: "Isn't the dean's meaning very obvious?"

"Whether it is dealing with taboo experiments or special pollution, isn't it the responsibility of the General Administration Office?"

"It was agreed at the beginning that the institute will not be involved in administrative matters, and the administrative office will not interfere in the affairs of the institute. Everyone will do their own job and support each other, so that we can live in peace and let the central city and the entire alliance develop peacefully."

"..."

"But..."

The man in military uniform was confused by her big words.

He couldn't help but ask: "What if someone doesn't want to continue to live in peace like this?"

"Haha, that's their problem."

The female researcher smiled and waved her hand after hearing this.

"Okay, I'm going to eat. Today the restaurant has sweet and sour pork ribs."

As he said this, he turned around and walked away. He couldn't bear to look back at the man in military uniform and kindly advised:

"You should go home and eat too. Don't you see what time it is?"