Although Hiso Albansson suffers from severe paranoia, his fatherly love for his daughter is genuine.
If it weren't for the fact that he had already built up enough trust in the Dark Sanctuary and everyone else, he might have run away with his daughter in a different environment.
Ultimately, it was Daisy's words that had the most effect, not only because she was beautiful, but also because they made a lot of sense.
Seeing Hisoka's resistance, Daisy, who had only been watching the show, finally spoke up.
"Hisoka, please listen to me! If one day you can't protect Porei, and if one day I can't protect Porei either, then I think she should at least have the power to protect herself, and maybe even protect others."
This statement makes sense on one hand, but on the other hand, Hiso Albansson, with his abnormally vivid imagination, automatically interpreted it as an expression of Desmond's maternal love.
A change of expression in a second.
"I agree!"
Everyone in the room was about to agree with Daisy's words when they were suddenly startled by Hisoka's loud agreement.
What's going on? The effect is so obvious? Then what were we doing begging and pleading just now?
Hisoka continued, his face resolute.
“Desmond, you’re right! I’ve been overprotective. Polly will eventually grow up, and we can’t protect her forever. Our daughter needs to have her own strength too!”
Daisy was taken aback.
"ha!?"
However, just as she was about to speak, Kromir, who had caught on, interrupted her, saying that they couldn't let Daisy change the subject, at least not now.
"Yes, yes, yes!!! I greatly admire Dr. Albansson's magnanimity. Yes, yes, I believe Polly can do it. So it's settled then. You can't lie or go back on your word in front of the Templars, right, Ms. Daisy?!"
"Heh...heh...yes!!"
Daisy, whose lips were already twitching slightly, glanced at Kromir, sending a chill down the latter's spine.
Ignoring this illusion, Kromir magically produced a scroll of agreements from his pocket.
"Come on, while everyone's here, let's get this signed quickly. I'm very busy, so my assistant and I won't have to make another trip."
When everyone had left, both Polly and the Kromir research group were very satisfied, and even Hisoka felt a strange sense of satisfaction.
Of course, someone who isn't human would just laugh it off.
No living being should be underestimated, and the potential of humans is especially so. When Polly made a micro-connection with the Colossus Unit 01, Wu You did not notice it, but Bai Ze, who was keeping an eye on the research base, "saw" the whole process.
The underlying principles are somewhat complex, involving emotions, mental state, and various other factors. Ultimately, they can be summarized with a rather vague term, which can be roughly defined as "belief."
...
The testing of the first Colossus unit was a major event for the entire research base. As the testing schedule approached, the Kromir research group became increasingly busy, with many researchers, including Kromir himself, living and working directly on the thirteenth basement level.
Polly is also getting busier and busier, not only having to do some adaptive training, but also having to learn a lot of knowledge.
For example, the cockpit environment, the operation of those instruments, and the stress response process—although virtual reality systems can help automate these processes, a lot of the knowledge still requires hard work.
Fortunately, fueled by a strong passion, Polly absorbed knowledge as quickly as a sponge.
At school, several of Polly's friends have been rarely seeing her lately, and her usual seats in some subjects are often empty. The number of times she asks for leave is so high that some students envy her.
In the nutrient pool on the thirteenth basement level, the hatch on the chest of the Colossus opened, the cockpit popped out, and a white figure stood up from the driver's seat.
He jumped from a height of five or six meters onto the platform.
With a thought, the buckles on the pilot-type Source uniform covering her entire body loosened, and after removing her helmet, Polly's somewhat tired face was revealed.
Without the absorption of the source cells from the helmet, the newly seeping sweat quickly soaked his hair.
Immediately, people surrounded them, offering sports drinks and food.
"Polly, don't push yourself too hard. Even in half-power simulation, a high-intensity simulated battle lasting four hours is still too much for you right now."
An assistant took the helmet from Polly's hand and handed her a hot towel.
"It's alright, the official test will start soon, and we'll begin transporting the Colossus tomorrow. I can rest for a few days to recover my energy."
Looking back at the Colossus, it is now fully armored and equipped with all the attachments. Except for the main combat weapon, it is hard for an uninformed person to believe that it is a biological weapon.
...
On an unnamed island deep in the Pacific Ocean, a thin layer of mist shrouded the sky.
The waves were quite high today, and seven or eight old-fashioned warships, which were firmly chained to one side of the island, bobbed up and down on the makeshift dock with the wind and waves.
On a large open space nearby, a group of people were preparing the necessary equipment and wiring, with detection and camera equipment being set up in an orderly manner in their designated positions.
The simple test room with steel structure was erected half a month ago.
A helicopter landed on an open space with a loud roar of its rotors, and Polly, Kromir, and the others got off.
The test is tomorrow, but I'm already incredibly nervous because I received a last-minute notification from the Dark Sanctuary.
The "observation group" is about to arrive.
Upon hearing this news, the group that was originally with the transport ship carrying the Colossus immediately boarded a helicopter and rushed to the island ahead of everyone else.
The Dark Sanctuary, as the host, sent several high-ranking officials of the governor level. When Kromir and his party arrived at the reception area after getting off the plane, the first thing they saw were the governors who were rarely seen.
After the tense but not awkward introduction, everyone realized that the famous research base's actual head, Governor Windsor, actually looked like a cute little girl of only eleven or twelve years old. The long, gold-embroidered white robe on her could not possibly exude any sense of majesty.
But no one would think she was really a child, and no one would be foolish enough to ask her age. Scientists aren't necessarily low in emotional intelligence, at least not in this case.
The Archon of Windsor was relatively mild-mannered. As someone nominally under his command, she was the most talkative of the five archons present, while the others mostly remained silent.
At the same time, the entire experiment was being broadcast live on a large screen in the research base's auditorium, allowing many researchers to see Windsor in person.
Polly was delighted to have spoken to Windsor, someone even her sister Diana addressed as "Your Excellency."
Before they could exchange more than a few words, the governors simultaneously turned their heads toward the rocky beach on one side.
Is there a problem?
Kromir cautiously asked Hisoka, who had come with him.
Apart from our research group, there weren't many scientists who could come to the site. Hisoka managed to get on board the transport ship by shamelessly relying on his connection to the pilot's family.
"You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?"
However, the doubts did not last long.
As the waves crashed, several heads slowly emerged from the rocky beach. At first, there were two or three, but later a total of nine "people" appeared, dressed in very formal suits, walking step by step directly from the sea to the shore.
It's easy to imagine that they might have come from the seabed in this way.
Although they resemble humans in appearance and are dressed in formal attire, their light blue skin and the gill-like markings on their faces clearly identify them.
Windsor seemed to be deliberately trying to clear things up for Kromir and the others, and said something softly.
"They are merfolk, one of the guardians of the ocean."
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