Ji Yongxing was approved to form his own team, but the cost was to reduce the R&D cycle of the tasks at hand.
Arthur didn't make Luke's arrangements clear, but it was obvious that he didn't have to return to the Ash Security Company with El.
Luke had no doubt about this fact, but El was a little reluctant. The only college student in the organization was about to leave, abandoning so many hungry illiterate people. And just now, Dr. Lin and Arthur said that the cultural level of his subordinates needed to be improved urgently. This was not a good sign.
Wang Xiao and Shi Jin were ordered to form a new exploration team. Now that they had already developed the prototype of the biofield theory, for the sake of future plans, Arthur needed to know what the minimum requirement was to remain conscious outside the city.
Only by mastering this data can we plan the subsequent counterattack more reasonably.
In addition, Fran was also assigned to the team traveling with Wang Xiao. Although the structure of this world is a bit distorted, Arthur still has a little expectation for the "Beast Taming Flow".
As for Lin Qingliu, who was sitting at the end of the long table, he did not receive any special instructions.
But this did not cause any doubts to anyone. In everyone's cognition, the missionary and the paperhanger were the first two members, and it was very normal for them to have some arrangements of their own.
What's more, members like El, who have to consult this person from time to time, feel that Lin Qingliu's existence is like an external brain for the entire team. It is better for the other party to carry out necessary communication without any special tasks.
In this way, the first offline base of all the "believers" came to an end. Everyone received the rings given by "Wanjuan" and wore them in various forms. Then they left the spire and went to their own jobs.
Except Luke.
When everyone was leaving, Arthur stopped the new member who was physically disabled, and eventually, they were the only two left in the empty meeting room.
"Mr. Speaker, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Arthur looked at the young man. His temperament had become more calm and he was no longer in the impulsive state he was in before.
“Just call me Arthur here, like everyone else.
"There is something that your father left for you. I will pass it on to you now."
Luke's eyes suddenly flashed with surprise:
"Really? Thank you very much."
Arthur nodded and said:
"Sit in a chair and close your eyes."
Luke, somewhat confused, sat on the chair as he was told. Then he felt something cold piercing his forehead, and his consciousness began to sink.
He found himself walking in a gray mist, and the ground under his feet was so real and illusory that he couldn't tell up, down, left, or right.
The only thing he could feel was that something in the distance seemed to be calling him.
Luke's mind moved, and he floated towards that direction without much effort. As he got closer and closer to the figure, he finally recognized the person who was waiting for something in the gray mist.
That's his father.
Lucas, who was thin and pale, looked like a stone sculpture, standing guard in the fog.
Seeing Luke getting closer, a rare smile appeared on his face.
"Long time no see, son."
He stepped forward and gently patted Luke's shoulder, his eyes looking to Luke's right.
The original energy arm did not manifest in the space of consciousness, which made his right hand side appear empty.
After a few seconds, Luke finally came back to his senses from the shock, and a line of tears flowed down his face.
"……dad."
His voice was more choked than ever before, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
In Luke's original memory, although he had no impression of his mother, he could still vaguely recall a familiar female figure.
However, whether it was the adoption certificate received before, or the mind that became exceptionally clear at this moment because of the blessing, both indicated that the memory was merely a product of tampering.
The more this happened, the more Luke could feel the greatness of his father.
Now that they met in this mysterious space, the tears that had accumulated for so long could no longer be suppressed.
"You must have suffered a lot during this period, right?"
Lucas smiled and rubbed Luke's head, looking him up and down and said:
"I've lost a lot of weight. I can tell that I exercise quite diligently. I look a bit like me back then."
After calming down a bit, Luke looked up and stared at his father:
"Why are you here?"
"Well, it's a long story."
Lucas's tone was exactly like when he was reading stories to his son as a child.
“Although I died because of triggering the taboo in my body, considering the operating power of the Holy Shield, there is a high probability that I would not survive that summer.
"Before I died, my consciousness came to this place. Of course, there was no fog at that time.
"At that time, there was an old man here. His name was a bit long and I can't remember it. Anyway, he asked me to help him do a lot of... strange things. Sometimes he would mobilize the power of nature to help humans who were still weak, and sometimes he would bring down punishments or tests, such as a flood.
"Anyway, I finally completed his instructions and obtained a ball of light from him. The man saw that I was about to die, so he proposed to leave a trace of my consciousness here.
"I know the probability of you and I entering the same dream is very small, so small that it is almost impossible to calculate, but I still think this is a good idea, so we are meeting now."
He looked at Luke with a smile:
“So, this should be our last meeting.
"I'll give this to you. Remember to go to bed early and get up early."
Lucas' figure gradually faded, and a ball of light was pushed into Luke's body by him. Then the foggy world disappeared without a trace.
Luke woke up leisurely from his dream in the high-back chair in the conference room.
He reached out and touched his face, wiping away the tears that had flowed down his face at some point in time.
Arthur was still sitting opposite him, his face calm and his current mood could not be seen.
The surrounding space seemed to be filled with some untouchable substance, and Luke's body was like an endless vortex, swallowing up those things.
Feeling a new force building up in his body, he looked at Arthur opposite him with some surprise:
"Mr. Arthur, what is this?"
"Just think of it as something your father left for you."
The man smiled and said:
"Go back and adapt. There will be a place for you in the next exploration team."
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After seeing Luke off, Arthur returned to his seat.
The expression on his face gradually faded, as if there was an invisible enemy in the air lurking in front of him.
A golden glow appeared on his neck, and it was a golden cross USB drive.
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