At the moment of swallowing the godhead, a bright white lightning flashed outside the window, illuminating the towering hall.

On the throne illuminated by light, a pair of growing flesh wings cast a vigorous shadow. The white-haired young man closed his eyes tightly, and blood flowed down the corners of his eyes. The wings behind him broke through the white clothes and opened with a whoosh, like two thin black scissors interlaced.

Your Highness's vampires became more and more humble, with their foreheads pressed tightly against the ground.

After a while, Lu Shu removed his fingers and opened his eyes.

He was filled with the aura of killing, thoroughness, and destruction...

The breath of "God".

…

The border of Kael'thas, Central Research Institute, Experimental City No. 1.

The city, with pale buildings standing side by side and shaped by machines and pipelines, is like a masterpiece made of white building blocks, with transport vehicles and rail-mounted machinery shuttling back and forth endlessly.

Typing keyboards, flashing LCD screens, buzzing microphones, rapidly consumed papers... The observation and calculation of "The End of the Red Sun" never stopped. Red cheeks and dripping sweat can be seen everywhere.

"The temperature is rising at a rate of one degree every ten minutes...and it's getting faster and faster..."

"There are still 165 Desaturase needles left, enough to cover only 1% of the population..."

"The O'Casey Historical Research Institute has received news that the calculation of the Eden Garden positioning formula has received help from the Supreme Tower. That's great. They are a group of lucky people favored by the God of Inspiration."

"The Moma Biological Evolution Alliance has received news that the secret of immortality has tampered with the law of conservation of energy..."

Isabella stood in front of a huge screen, revealing deep dark bags under her eyes.

Although they have obtained the experimental results of "Strawberry Shortcake", there are still many things waiting for them. Calculation of the capacity of the Garden of Eden, simplification of the formula for entering the book, promotion of large-scale cooling technology, energy efficiency...

These numerous trivial matters will not appear in the eyes of the protagonist, but belong to countless ordinary researchers.

“Dead Hand, calculate quickly… calculate quickly…” Isabella’s eyes were filled with red as she stared at her watch. This was her core equipment, an artificial intelligence that assisted her in her scientific research.

She held her forehead and suddenly felt dizzy and fell forward.

Just then, a hand supported her in time.

A young female researcher with orange-red hair tied into a ponytail and wearing thick-bottomed glasses helped her aside.

"Senior, please take a rest and wipe your sweat." The female researcher was sweating profusely, but she took out a handkerchief and timidly helped Isabella wipe her forehead.

"Liu Yan, progress...how's the progress?" Isabella was dizzy, but her eyes were still fixed on the screen.

"We are still analyzing the energy. The process of converting it into text is extremely cumbersome. I don't know how much we can bring into the Garden of Eden in the end."

"Um...what about the temperature?"

"It seems that thanks to the efforts of 'Ice Queen' Tianyu, the temperature is not rising as fast. Now it is..." Liu Yan glanced at the number on the wall: "38.3 degrees."

"It's so noisy outside... What happened?" Isabella glanced at the pale storefront in the distance. Through the surveillance camera on the wall, she saw a group of beautifully dressed people...

"It's the officials from the Nalan Court and the All-Being Alliance. These high-ranking councillors are finally willing to step down from the altar and leave their Cloudy Island." Liu Yan pursed her lips and whispered, "Mierna, the Zerg ambassador who got some money from the border, Otilia, the Royal Admiral of Lodili who commands a million beast troops, Duke Vivian of the Tassia Empire... All these big shots came here together. I guess they all want to curry favor with the new 'Oliviers'."

She didn't say anything else. Being shy by nature, she didn't want to pour out her grievances in front of her respected senior.

Those big shots were not interested in the flood in Ortigas or the suffering of the civilians. They only liked wine, art, poetry and heaven!

"The new 'Olivius'..." Isabella suddenly realized that it was Su Mingan who came and was only separated from her by a wall.

Liu Yan lowered his head and glanced at the communicator: "Senior, Ran Bo needs a batch of documents. I will accompany the transport robot to deliver them."

Isabella nodded: "Go ahead."

Liu Yan and Ran Bo are of the same generation and entered the laboratory in the same batch. Ran Bo, who mastered the formula for the artificial Rin, instantly became a top figure in the laboratory from a young man. Liu Yan, as the best person in the same batch, could only become Ran Bo's assistant.

Liu Yan walked a few steps, then suddenly came back, pursed her lips hesitantly, wanting to say something but not daring to.

For a moment, Isabella remembered a popular Internet term that Yamada Machiichi often mentioned, "INFP Little Butterfly". This kind of personality is introverted and emotionally sensitive, which makes her feel that this girl is very similar.

"Senior, at the moment when the red sun sets, even if everyone holds a strawberry shortcake, only those with higher spirituality can successfully enter the book." Liu Yan looked at Isabella sincerely:

"I know that I am spiritually dull and far from a genius. The chances of my survival are slim. If I fail to enter the book and turn into dust under the red sun, can you please help me pass on something... to Ran Bo?"

She took out a crystal pendant from her bosom. It was a magpie holding wheat in its mouth, with ruby ​​eyes and exquisite workmanship.

Isabella's expression suddenly became complicated: "Don't talk nonsense, if you want to give a gift, go now."

Liu Yan shook her head: "He is doing something very important and shouldn't be distracted."

Isabella took the crystal pendant and asked, "Why did you give me this?"

Liu Yan's cheeks flushed slightly, and she coughed dryly: "Because he seems to... like magpies very much."

She didn't bother her senior too much and turned to leave.

After sorting out the documents, we passed through the password doors and went deep into the core of the building.

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