I don't want to be an elf!

"Oh! I didn't expect Sumire to actually be willing to help!" Nia Honjou said with a grin. "I'll never forget this kindness until I do!"

"Don't call me Jinjin, we're really not close."

Sumire Muroto glared at her.

She didn't really have much affection for Nia Honjo.

After all, Rentaro Satomi was like a son to her, so how could she possibly have any goodwill toward someone who had dragged her son into danger?

"Hehe, it's okay, we'll get to know each other quickly."

Nia Honjo didn't care at all, and even nudged her arm with her elbow in a rather familiar way: "After all, we'll be close partners working together from now on. Please take care of me, Sumire."

"A close companion?" Sumire Muroto sighed. "Couldn't you show a little respect to your elders?"

"Um, Doctor, I think I forgot to mention this when I came in," Rentaro Satomi said with mixed feelings. "This guy is...quite a bit older than you, Doctor."

"You...you're not kidding?"

“I’m serious, Doctor, you’re not even thirty yet, are you?” Rentaro Satomi said slowly. “Nia is already over forty.”

Haha, didn't expect that, did you?

With her hands making a peace sign, Nia Honjo didn't look like a middle-aged woman at all.

However, the way Muroto Sumire looked at her had completely changed.

With such fair and radiant skin, and such firm skin without a single wrinkle, she would believe she was sixteen.

Sumire Muroto looked Nia Honjo up and down with the gaze one would give an experimental subject.

Such an aggressive gaze caused the smile on Nia Honjo's face to freeze, and she subtly took two steps back.

However, Sumire Muroto grabbed him and he couldn't move.

"What... what do you want to do?" Cold sweat instantly broke out on Nia Honjo's forehead. "Let go of my hand, or I'll accuse you of indecent assault!"

"I'm a woman too, what are you afraid of?"

"Can't a woman be a pervert to another woman?!"

"Don't worry, although I'm very interested in you, it's not that kind of interest." Sumire Muroto stroked her girlish skin. "Can I study you a little? If I can find cells or hormones in you that keep you young, women all over the world will be overjoyed."

"How is this possible!" Nia Honjo struggled like a cat with its fur standing on end. "Perverted doctor, let me go!"

"How did you know my nickname?" Muroto Sumire laughed and pulled Honjo Nia toward the operating table.

"Aaaaaaah! Rentaro, save me!"

"Consider it payment for Dr. Muroto," Rentaro Satomi comforted her. "Dissection is one of her few interests."

“Yeah, I can’t work for free, can I?” Sumire Muroto smiled gently. “I won’t do anything. At most, I’ll draw some blood… and then cut some other cells and tissues for research.”

"I don't want your help anymore! I don't want your help anymore!"

Tied to the operating table, the defenseless Nia Honjou stared in terror at the meticulously dissected corpses and gleaming scalpels around her, screaming incessantly, "Let me go! Or don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"We're close colleagues."

"I'm sterilizing the scalpel," Sumire Muroto said gently.

"Isn't it only natural to offer some support to a colleague's work?"

Chapter 42 The Impending Disaster

Sumire Muroto agreed to the request.

The price was that Niya paid for some of her body tissue.

Although she was forcibly pressed onto the operating table, she only struggled symbolically a few times.

After all, satisfying Muroto Sumire's curiosity would make future collaborations much smoother, which would also be a good thing for Honjo Nia.

Moreover, this experience is quite similar to Nia Honjou's experience in the original work, and replicating it in this world might even increase the sense of role-playing.

For a period of time afterward, just as agreed, the two worked together. Sumire Muroto used her professional knowledge, while Nia Honjo used the Whispering Manual to answer questions, and they figured out all the unclear experimental steps and unknown ingredients in the erosion rate inhibitor formula.

Without the written confession, this process would likely have taken several years to complete.

However, with Chatgpt's Whisper, which can be considered a deluxe and enhanced version of Chatgpt, all doubts can be answered simply by entering the question.

In just three days, the two completed the restoration of the erosion rate inhibitor formula.

Once the equipment and funding are complete, the production of the erosion rate inhibitor can begin.

In the vast city of Tokyo, there are not many people who can provide these things, and there is only one person whom Honjo Nia can trust.

At this moment, in St. Curie, Ministry of Defense.

Nia Honjo, led by her maid, arrived at the Holy Emperor's office.

"Long time no see, Your Majesty," Nia Honjo greeted. "You don't look too well. Has your workload increased recently?"

"Long time no see, Miss Honjo," the Holy Emperor replied politely. "As you know, the pressure I've been under lately has indeed increased because of my efforts to expand my influence within the government."

More than a month ago, when their cooperation officially began, Nia Honjo provided the Holy Emperor with three lists.

One list contains information on corrupt officials within the Tokyo government, while the other lists information on honest and easily bribed officials within the Tokyo government.

Some have powerful backers, some don't; some are connected to the Tiantong family, some are connected to other forces; some hold important positions; some are honest and upright, some work for the benefit of the people; some secretly help the cursed child; some support the Holy Emperor...

Under the investigation of the secret report, every official of any importance in the Tokyo government had no privacy. If Nia Honjo wanted to, even the color of their underwear could not be hidden.

The other document was about the citizens of Tokyo.

Those with management skills and experience, loyal to the Holy Emperor rather than Tendou Kikunojo, ambitious and talented yet frustrated, those expelled from the government for refusing to compromise their principles, and those who want to change the status quo of the cursed child...

Among the millions of citizens of Tokyo, the Whispering Collection accurately identified hundreds of ordinary people who could replace existing government officials and better serve the Holy Emperor.

Holding the three lists in his hands, the Emperor, determined to shoulder the responsibility, began to take drastic measures against the Tokyo government.

One after another, damaging information was sent to major media outlets, and even media outlets in other regions, leading to the downfall of many officials.

Meanwhile, the emperor seized the opportunity to naturally place the people he had recruited in positions where they had lost their official posts, thus increasing his influence within the government.

No one could have guessed that the Holy Emperor was behind all of this.

Because they all thought that the Holy Emperor was just a powerless puppet and had no such courage.

Even if they did, it would be impossible to know their dirty secrets.

As a result, those government officials with guilty consciences began to doubt their allies, and for a time everyone betrayed each other, fighting amongst themselves and no one trusted anyone else.

Some people even proactively revealed some unimportant dirt on themselves to the emperor in order to protect their own positions and gain his trust. Then, they would reveal major dirt on their allies to the emperor in exchange for a better future.

The Tokyo government's policies have become completely muddled.

Of course, while this provided the Holy Emperor with a wonderful opportunity, it also brought her immense pressure.

If she hadn't recruited a group of trustworthy and capable internal affairs staff, she probably would have ended up in the hospital from exhaustion.

"Time is of the essence, so let's get straight to the point."

The Holy Emperor rubbed his sore eyes and asked directly, "What brings Miss Honjo here this time?"

“This is an inhibitor that can stop the Gastrea virus in the Cursed Child’s body from dividing.” Nia Honjou handed the erosion rate inhibitor culture in her hand to the Holy Emperor. “As long as you can approve it and provide us with everything we need, the first formula can be manufactured within a month.”

"Wait, what did you just say?" The Holy Emperor's eyes widened, thinking he was hallucinating from exhaustion.

“An erosion rate inhibitor,” Nia Honjou repeated, “a potion that prevents the cursed children from turning into Gastrea.”

"My God, what... what is going on?" the Holy Emperor asked incredulously. "Are you kidding me?"

“Although I do enjoy joking, this is no joke.” Nia Honjo patted her flat chest. “As I said, I am omniscient. These past few days I have been working with Sumire Muroto, one of the Four Sages, and we have finally figured out all the ingredients and steps required to make the erosion rate inhibitor.”

"Muroto Sumire, one of the Four Sages? Didn't she disappear right after the New Human Creation Project ended?"

"They're just hiding."

The Holy Emperor looked at the recipe in his hand with great joy.

Although she couldn't understand a single word, she knew that the information provided by Nia Honjou had not been wrong so far.

She also fully understands the importance of this erosion rate inhibitor, which plays a key role in advancing gastrulation protection laws.

"Whatever you need, I will do my best to arrange it," the Holy Emperor promised. "As long as you can produce the first dose of the potion as soon as possible, I can accept any cost."

"no problem."

"Then I'll wait for your good news."

The recent busy period has left the Holy Emperor mentally and physically exhausted.

Receiving this exciting good news today felt like all her fatigue had vanished, making her feel that her efforts had not been in vain.

Everything will get better.

The Holy Emperor firmly believed this.

"By the way, what's the status of the giant stone tablets I asked you to build?"

After telling the Holy Emperor about the erosion rate inhibitor, Honjo Nia changed the subject.

As a transmigrator who knew the plot, she naturally knew that Tokyo would face a disaster in the near future.

Due to severe corruption within the Tendo family, who were responsible for creating the megaliths, the inferior megaliths they produced were corroded. This led to countless Gastrea, which gathered outside of Tokyo, invading the city and causing the Third Kanto War between the Gastrea and the city, resulting in numerous casualties among the police force and the military.

The tension and repression within Tokyo will also transform fear into anger towards the cursed child, causing the draft Gastrea Protection Law, which the Holy Emperor was pushing forward in the government, to fail.

"Because it's an urgent order, the megalith is already in production and will be completed in about fifty days," the Holy Emperor replied. "The funds used to make this megalith are the private savings passed down from successive Holy Emperors, and the government budget was not used, so no one will know about this."

"Good, keep it like this, and don't let anyone know."

Honjo Nia revealed a knowing smile.

"When the time is right, we can use this as leverage to ruthlessly stab the Tiantong family in the back."

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Chapter 43 The Silver Bullet: Final Volume Two Combined

Another month has passed.

The outer area, inside the church of the shelter.