"I checked the files of the past ten years and found that one-third of the research results of the institute were rejected by the factory with the reason of 'lack of raw materials' when they were about to be put into production."

Arthur continued to speak, his tone seeming to carry some displeasure.

"The army and the research institute can still be saved, but the factory... has completely rotted away."

What Lin Qingliu said was not without reason. Humans in the old era always gave Lin Qingliu a feeling of being omnipotent.

He saw a report in the database that the material on the surface of this planet actually contained a large number of different types of metals, which could even be said to be similar to an open-pit mine.

But even with such resources, the factory did not make good use of them. The army needed to deal with the beast tide and maintain extremely high loyalty for a long time. Except for the greedy guy like Zhao Kai, most of the researchers in the institute were extremely reliable. But only the factory...

Lin Qingliu even saw several reports submitted by Zhuang Mian in the records. According to the time calculation, that was the time when Shengdun was ill and the mycelium attempted to invade.

Once any problem involves the factory, it is like sinking into a swamp and there is no response.

Hearing this, Yan Ming roughly understood Arthur's idea. He nodded and said:

"I see. So when do we start taking action?"

The man in front of me smiled:

"Your new identity, appointment letter and necessary documents will be delivered to your home tomorrow. Go back and rest now."

Yan Ming had no objection to this. His home was actually a single dormitory in the Super Power Headquarters, and the furnishings inside were not much better than here.

But since the mission will start tomorrow, it is time to do some rehabilitation exercises tonight. After being locked up here for so long, he has been a little depressed and has even slacked off in basic exercises. It seems that he will have to stay in the training room of the headquarters for a while today.

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After rescuing the blood soldier puppet, Lin Qingliu in Arthur's state returned to the spire as usual.

He processed several documents, then used his authority to submit an application and approved it personally.

Later, the clone who stayed in the psychological clinic welcomed an unexpected guest——

[Tianmu]'s biological father came to see his child.

It might not seem strange that a stressed-out researcher would find relief at a relatively obscure inner-city psychiatric clinic.

Therefore, when Lin Qingliu's clone saw Ji Yongxing walking in from the main entrance, he was not surprised, but immediately synchronized the news with his original body.

The door of the clinic closed automatically, and the sign at the door changed to "Closed" under the blowing of an invisible breeze.

Although using the ability of "mind" in this way is a bit of a waste of talent, it is at least entertaining and classy.

"What's the matter, coming here so late?"

"Well, there are some things."

Ji Yongxing said as he took out a memory stick from his small bag:

"This is for Tianmu."

As he was speaking, he felt something pulling at his trouser leg.

Ji Yongxing didn’t think there was any danger in this base camp of “believers”, so he casually lowered his head and looked over.

How to describe the scene in his eyes?

An open suitcase with four drive wheels was pulling its trouser legs with two mechanical arms.

At this moment, Ji Yongxing, who had already fought with the strange beasts on the city wall, still felt surprised from the bottom of his heart.

What is this?!

He quickly figured out the answer to the question without explanation.

Ji Yongxing bent down and looked at the suitcase-like mechanical monster, which was none other than his great-grandson [Tianmu].

However, according to the other party's current level of modification, the lid of the box can no longer be closed, and the memory stick seems a bit difficult to implant.

Watching the expressions on the green screen become more and more vivid, Ji Yongxing knew that [Sky Curtain] must have completed another iteration during this period of time.

only……

His mood was very complicated now - on the one hand, he was a little surprised by this strange transformation, and on the other hand, he was happy that his creation had grown.

It's like giving birth to a kid who can only shake his hands in a flowery way. Just when you are about to scold him, you find out that he can shake his hands in a flowery way and fly on the spot. It's so frustrating.

"……this……"

At this moment, Ji Yongxing understood the disadvantages of foster care.

“Ahem.”

Lin Qingliu coughed twice to attract the attention of the man and the machine:

"I and Tianmu can explain this matter, but..."

He looked at the memory stick in Ji Yongxing's hand, and then at the [Sky Curtain].

“The first thing to do is to give him a water cooler.

"Otherwise I'm afraid he'll take off at any time."

Ji Yongxing scratched his hair, which was rare, and put away the memory stick:

"I'll bring it next time."

"good."

Lin Qingliu gestured to Ji Yongxing to go underground for a chat. It was rare for Tianmu to see his biological father, so he followed Ji Yongxing.

Following the stairs, the two people and one plane gradually went down.

However, the situation underground is not as simple as before. Although it was considered a spacious basement before, it always gave the feeling of an unfinished building.

After not seeing it for a while, not only does the place have regular wiring, but the walls and floors have also been renovated.

Of course, these contributions were made not only by [Sky Curtain] who worked diligently under the labor contract, but also by the various supplies sent by El who continued to encroach on the underground world of the inner city.

"Will you speak first or should I?"

Lin Qingliu saw that the other party had something else to say, so he was the first to speak.

"Let me speak first."

Ji Yongxing didn't bother to be polite with the doctor in front of him. He took out a handwritten document from his bag:

"This is the research result of the previous can of substance. If I use the printer of the institute, it will leave evidence, so I manually recorded a copy and brought it to you."

Lin Qingliu took the document. The handwriting on it was neat and powerful. He flipped through it and put it aside, planning to read it slowly later:

"Can you give a brief account?"

"Well, the research ran into some difficulties at the beginning."

Ji Yongxing had been carrying out this secret mission for some time, and Lin Qingliu could see the desire to talk in him that was typical of a young man.

“That kind of substance cannot be simply tested for its composition using a microscope and reagents, so it was stuck for a long time.

"It seems to have the common properties of both organic matter and minerals. This sounds outrageous, but..."

"I believe it."

Lin Qingliu gave him a trusting look.

Isn't it just having two properties at the same time? If someone had told him a month ago that the alien beast had evolved into the Burning Wicker Man, he might not have believed it.

But after all, this is not the hometown of mankind, and many things cannot be judged by the previous standards.

"But during the beast tide a few days ago, I was assigned to the top of the city wall to operate the artillery. At this critical moment of life and death, my abilities seemed to have made a breakthrough."