Chapter 133
“This is the data we calculated.”
"Those ants are currently making the same changes we are making through the forests of the NGL region."
Nob placed the information in his hand under the camera, and the projection screen behind him displayed rich examples.
The texts and photos show their entire experience during this period.
Unfortunately, no matter what he said, the people sitting on the chairs did not change their movements.
Mo Laowu was watching those people lacking interest, and he already had some ideas in his mind.
He made a gesture, and Nob, who was speaking, immediately noticed his gesture.
Nob nodded slightly.
He took a step back, and Mo Laowu walked to the front of the stage.
“We were pleasantly surprised.”
"These ants are very trainable."
"They have greater physical capabilities than a large number of ordinary people."
"And obedience."
Mo Laowu's voice is very steady and his tone is not fast, which invisibly increases his credibility.
"And according to our survey, this part of the forest has a strong ability to regenerate."
Mo Laowu's words were actually just the icing on the cake. The information he had said before had already made everyone present feel strongly moved.
After all, they don't care whether the forest regenerates or not, but they do care about the soldiers who obey their commands.
That's awesome.
"That's our summary of the information we've provided this time."
Mo Laowu looked at those people. It might be a lighting problem. The light was bright here, making his expression and demeanor clearly visible.
But the seats of the audience were pitch black.
Mo Laowu couldn't get any useful information from those people's faces.
This made him feel some pressure.
As a bystander, Nob could clearly see that some of the people were adjusting their sitting positions with interest.
So he thought that Mo Laowu had definitely aroused their interest.
"Mr. Mo Laowu, I want to ask."
"Are forests the only ones with the ability to regenerate at the moment?"
Someone suddenly asked.
The raising of this question means that there are still many people who are very interested in it.
This is good news.
Mo Laowu thought so and answered.
“Because we don’t have any professional equipment.”
"What can be observed is the forest's ability to quickly recover."
Mo Laowu's pertinent remarks once again increased the reliability of his words.
"However, there are also some individuals who have experienced rapid recovery from injuries."
After this additional sentence was spoken, the others began to whisper softly.
A group of people spoke in low voices, and it sounded very noisy.
Pariston stood on the other side of the room, watching the chaotic scene, his dark eyes slightly reflecting the surrounding lights.
In such an atmosphere, Mo Laowu's pressure gradually increased.
He stood there nervously, like a huge rock.
Seeing that Mo Laowu looked a little stiff, Nob walked to Mo Laowu with the information he had sorted out.
Nob nudged Mo Laowu lightly, then quickly gave some of the paper in his hand to Mo Laowu.
"I'll be next."
Nob's eyes were obscured by the reflection of his lenses, and he spoke in a low voice.
However, Mo Laowu clearly understood what Nob meant. He took a step away, but did not step down directly. He just stood in the corner.
Soon the talking below stopped, and everyone was looking at the two people under the light.
“If you have any questions, you can ask directly.”
Nob was holding the stack of documents, and he looked shining under the light, like a workplace elite.
“After our integration, we found that the value of the current NGL autonomous region is very high.”
“The risk isn’t that high.”
"In terms of advice, it is not recommended to destroy it directly."
"There's no need to be so nervous."
After saying this, Nob felt sweat running down his back.
He knew too well the water in this sentence.
Nob gently pushed his glasses, and this familiar little action helped him maintain sufficient calmness.
The strong light spread through Nob's lenses, making it impossible for him to see the faces of the people in the audience and also covering up his slightly trembling pupils.
"According to previous information, the staple food of the useful future soldiers you mentioned is still humans."
"And ants are true social animals."
"Has the plan for domestication and discipline been released?"
The people in the audience spoke in gentle tones, but the questions they raised were very impolite. They were indeed very interested in the information that Mo Laowu said, but whether the risks could be controlled was also within their consideration.
If the cost is too high, then no matter how good these things are, they are not the best choice.
Nob paused after hearing the question, took a breath, and then smiled warmly.
"We've had physical contact with several Chimaera Ants."
Nob's tone was excited as he recounted the summary of intelligence he had obtained from Mo Laowu and others.
He spoke in detail and the people in the audience did not interrupt him.
"Based on the above information, we can confirm that."
"These ants have a relatively strong tendency to seek benefits and avoid harm."
Nob clenched his fist as he swung his hand downward with force, a gesture that reinforced the credibility of his story.
"It is possible to achieve the purpose of tone through strong restraint."
He spoke these words passionately, as if the ants would turn into a powerful army in the next moment.
Suddenly, Nob paused for an inexplicable moment. He remembered what Kate had said about the human girl who turned into an ant and the little ant, and added another sentence.
"Some individuals also exhibit emotionally driven behavior."
But all the data is too little.
Is it individual behavior or a collective trend?
Everything is unverifiable or unattainable.
Mo Laowu listened to Nob's speech and silently added in his heart.
He put his hands in his trouser pockets and watched the explanation that seemed like a stage play.
"Mr. President, what do you think?"
In a small room, an old man quietly asked the old man with big earlobes next to him.
He spoke earnestly, his eyes fixed on the other person's.
But Netero remained silent. His hesitation to answer made the person standing by the wall move a little anxiously.
But he was quickly stopped by the person standing behind the old man.
They looked at Netero, and the light from the screen divided the space into two areas of light and dark.
The old man sat there waiting, leaning slightly against the back of his chair and stretching his legs forward.
There was a heavy silence in the air.
A low sigh was heard.
"Don't trust creatures from the Dark Continent."
"Don't believe it at all."
Netero looked at the passionate Nob on the screen, his tone calm and subdued.
His old eyes reflected the cold light of the screen.
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