In the following period of time, Fang Zheng gave the girls from the martial arts department a few days off to let them relax. It was no wonder, after all, the biochemical crisis was too stimulating for these girls, but it was not completely without benefits. At least after returning, these girls looked much more mature.

Of course, if this was a very peaceful and stable place like a game world or a love world, Fang Zheng would not be so bored as to take them to such a place to commit suicide. However, the continent of Semlia itself was full of monsters, and these people would inevitably have to go through various battles and tests in the future, so it would be good for them to hone their minds.

As for the psychological trauma... I can only let other people help me resolve it.

After that, Fang Zheng also took some time to go back to the biochemical world to see how the situation progressed.

Fang Zheng was quite satisfied with the result.

First of all, there was Umbrella. This huge multinational corporation collapsed almost overnight. Many senior executives were arrested, the company was closed down, and all research bases were sealed by various governments. Well, it can be said that Umbrella had worked hard for decades, but returned to the situation before liberation overnight. The fruits of its hard work were all plundered by various governments, leaving nothing behind.

As for Raccoon City, after the governments of various countries took away the vaccines, raw materials and manufacturing machinery, the place was still destroyed by a nuclear bomb. After all, the entire city has almost become a petri dish for the T virus. If it is not blown up, will it be left there for the New Year?

All in all, the culprit is now dead, Raccoon City has been bombed, the vaccine is now in the hands of various countries, and the world is now safe and peaceful.

But for Fang Zheng...

"It seems a bit boring."

Looking at the newspaper in front of him, Fang Zheng curled his lips. Of course, he was planning to bring Claire here, but now the biohazard has been resolved - at least there are no zombies to fight for the time being, and this world looks like an ordinary and normal world. However, Fang Zheng did not really plan to bring Claire here for a simple tour and relaxation. He knew that she was a lieutenant in the military police, and this time she came to Crossbell, she must have the task of gathering intelligence information. If she was brought to a peaceful, stable and tranquil social environment, it would be like letting her do whatever she wants. Therefore, in Fang Zheng's opinion, the best way is to find an extremely dangerous environment, preferably one that can be isolated so that she has no time to care about other things... Well, actually Raccoon City and the Western Mansion are both good.

Helpless, they were blown up to the sky.

While Fang Zheng was thinking, he turned the newspaper again, and when he saw the content on it, he was stunned.

Huh? Why is this thing here?

Hmm... No, think about it carefully. If this is a world dominated by biochemical technology, it doesn't seem strange that this thing appears... Calculating the time, it seems to be around this time period...

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng touched his chin and narrowed his eyes.

Originally, Fang Zheng was still considering where to take Claire to in this world.

Now it seems that there is no need to think about these issues anymore... I have decided, this is it!!

After making the decision, Fang Zheng immediately made preparations. After making sure everything was ready, he returned to Semlia with a smile, and then called Claire to follow him through the world.

"Hey? Are you leaving now?"

Claire was obviously a little surprised when she heard Fang Zheng's call.

"So do I need to prepare..."

"certainly."

Facing Claire's question, Fang Zheng showed a "friendly" smile.

"That world is different from the continent of Semlia. You can't wear what you have now there."

As he spoke, Fang Zheng looked at Claire in front of him. The lieutenant had already changed out of her grey military uniform and put on a traditional black maid dress that covered her knees, a white ruffled apron, and white suspenders... Well, with the girl's pure and beautiful face, it really had a unique flavor.

Sure enough, the orthodox ones are the best.

While admiring Claire's maid posture, Fang Zheng silently gave her a thumbs up. Those miniskirts that cover the buttocks in the maid cafes in anime are simply evil. A real maid uniform should be like this, conservative, dignified and steady. Not like those broken things in the YY of those dead otakus that expose their underwear when they bend over. How can such clothes be called maid uniforms? They are obviously sex toys! It's just saying, "Please let me serve you!"

In Fang Zheng's opinion, that kind of design is a blasphemy to the maid outfit!

A real maid outfit should be like this. You can clearly see the slender legs wrapped in white garter stockings and the black leather shoes under the skirt. It is pure, moving and natural. When she blushes and slowly pulls up the long skirt to let down her defense in front of you, the sense of accomplishment is simply incomparable!

It is because of the tight defense that it is worth conquering! How can it be exciting to wear cool and attractive clothes and open your legs for money? !

Ahem. I’m getting off topic.

Fang Zheng coughed dryly, pulled his thoughts back to his senses, and looked at Claire again.

"I have prepared a set of clothes for you to wear in that world. They are in the dressing room over there. You can go change now."

"yes!"

After hearing Fang Zheng's explanation, Claire did not doubt it and bowed respectfully before turning around and leaving. Although she looked calm on the surface, her slightly hurried behavior showed that Claire was already impatient for this trip.

Soon, Claire changed her clothes, and then Fang Zheng took her to the gate. After that, he set the target location, and then Fang Zheng waved his hand to open the gate.

The next moment, the two of them entered.

A flash of light.

When Claire came to her senses again, she was surprised to find that she had left the strange basement. Instead, in front of her was a corridor that looked a bit shabby. She could also see the stairs below and the iron door in front of her.

"Mr. Fang Zheng, this is..."

"Keep your voice down, and don't say anything for a while."

Fang Zheng whispered a few words to Claire, who nodded. Then Fang Zheng pushed open the iron door and walked out.

At this time, Claire realized that they were on the roof of a tall building. Claire was no stranger to tall buildings, after all, there were many high-rise buildings in the imperial capital. However, the thing in front of her made her open her eyes wide with curiosity. Not far in front of them, a strange machine was parked there. It looked like it was made of iron, but what made Claire feel strange was that there was a huge propeller on the top of the iron box, which was spinning at the moment, stirring up a violent gust of wind.

"Ah, Mr. Fang Zheng, you are finally here."

Not far from the machine, an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a white shirt, was leaning on a cane and looking at Fang Zheng with a smile. Fang Zheng smiled at him and waved.

"Hello, Mr. Hammond, we are not late."

"No, no, the time is perfect. This is..."

As he spoke, the white-haired old man looked at Claire curiously, while Fang Zheng chuckled.

"She's my secretary. Is it okay for her to come with me this time?"

"Of course no problem, come on, we'll be leaving soon."

"OK."

Facing the old man, Fang Zheng chuckled, then he gestured to Claire.

"Ms. Claire, come on, please bend down and keep your head down."

“Ah… Yeah.”

After hearing Fang Zheng's reminder, Claire shifted her attention away from the madly spinning propeller above the machine. At the same time, she couldn't help but have some doubts in her heart.

Is this the airship of this world? It's too unsafe... At least Claire never thought that someone would ride on such a thing.

Anyway, can this thing really fly?

With doubts, Claire followed Fang Zheng and sat on the strange "iron box" in front of them.

To Claire's surprise, this thing actually flew!

Fly up!

Looking at the ground gradually moving away from the window, Claire opened her eyes wide in surprise, not understanding what was going on. Could it be that this was the technology of another world? She didn't feel the breath of the power of guidance... and Fang Zheng had also introduced it to her, saying that there was no power of guidance in this world, so she shouldn't cast magic casually. And the people in this world could actually make such a huge machine fly in the sky without the support of the power of guidance?

How did they do it?

It doesn't look like a steam engine...

Just as Claire was lost in thought, she saw that the iron box had left the city and was flying towards the sea with them. Looking at the endless sea, Claire's originally nervous mood was somewhat relaxed. Only then did she turn around and carefully observe the people around her.

First, there were two men and one woman sitting opposite. The old man in a white shirt seemed to be the person in charge. Although he looked very old, he had a kind of leadership style in his every move. The other two men and women of similar age seemed to be scholars in a certain profession, because Claire heard others call them doctors... Unless the meaning of the word in this world is different from that in the continent of Semlia, otherwise it should be similar.

As for her side, there were four people sitting there. The one sitting on the other side was a man wearing a black leather jacket and sunglasses. He looked rather unkempt. He gave Claire the impression of being like Rector, always smiling and making people wonder what they were thinking. The man seemed to have noticed Claire's gaze and waved at her with a smile. Claire just nodded slightly and then looked away.

Sitting next to the man in the black jacket was a man in a suit. He seemed a little nervous and unsure. If Claire guessed correctly, he should be a servant.

And the one sitting next to me is naturally...

"Mr. Fang Zheng, where are we going?"

Claire lowered her voice and asked. Facing Claire's question, Fang Zheng shrugged and answered.

"I'll show you something good. I guarantee it will impress you."

Having said this, Fang Zheng stared at Claire and smiled slightly.

"And this is much more exciting than what you've seen before. Maybe it can even make you a dua-lang, right?"

"……Why?"

Before Claire could react, the old man over there suddenly laughed.

“Haha, we’re here!”

As the old man spoke, a small island appeared in front of everyone outside the porthole.