Ministry Action Records

Maybe that group of people were suddenly infected with something and developed symptoms of fighting.

But apparently the company felt that it would be more practical to spend some ammunition and then hire a new batch of people rather than cure them.

We began to study the torn insect corpses and the pool of blood on the battlefield.

It was indeed dead. The second group responsible for its extermination and research did not show any symptoms of madness, although several people mentioned that they had strange dreams at night, dreaming of fishing villages and old people holding sickles, which affected their sleep and made them want to take leave.

Of course, the company did not approve them. After all, it is impossible for you to take personal leave just because you ask for it, right? The company has very strict regulations on this.

Having gone too far, let us return to the research itself. Combining the material [bugs] and the existing T series, we tried to produce a new product, the G series, and we have high hopes for it.

In scientific research, failure is inevitable. All experimental subjects injected with the G virus have undergone uncontrollable mutations that cannot be controlled or transformed by technology. However, the various biological weapons successfully developed by the T series in the laboratory have generally met expectations and brought good economic benefits.

From the perspective of biological weapons development, the G series is undoubtedly a failure.

Therefore, we decided to stop the follow-up research on the G series and return the research focus to the T series. At the same time, the existing G series results will be sold at a suitable price and put to good use. We will try our best to reduce the economic losses for the company.

—————"How to tell the board of directors that the development of the G series has failed in a simple, understandable and interesting way"

"Uh...so Kelly, why did you let us read this text? I don't have any other meaning. It really feels like reading a very interesting short story. It's not bad. By the way, I also learned that other people's jobs are not easy either." Pointing at the computer screen, Dante asked with some confusion.

"Leon, you have to learn to extract useful information from a long paragraph of text."

Listening to this familiar low voice, Dante's expression gradually became subtle.

"Daisuke, the only thing I don't want to hear you say that." Leon looked at Kousaka Daisuke's reckless look and shook his head.

"You know, Leon, there's a reason why many young female police officers in the police station think you and Daisuke are gay." Kelly suddenly complained.

"G?!"

After listening to Kelly's words, Dante and Kratos looked at each other silently...

"This is Japan, it's inevitable to encounter this kind of thing." Dante spread his hands helplessly. It was just like a long time ago when a family accompanied their daughter to a comic convention, and Xiaojing even called Nero and Virgil to come along. So who was the most exciting CP among the group?

"Okay, I won't interrupt you any more. I want to remind you to bring some smart guys. Strong firepower in the front may be very effective."

"For example, bring your original weapons." Kaili looked at Leon and Daisuke meaningfully and said.

"I see."

"Daisuke, did you accidentally reveal something?"

"Is there? I don't think so. If Brother Feifan doesn't know, it's not considered exposed."

"What you say makes sense."

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Looking at the group of tentacles that were randomly beating against the ground of the island in front of her, Hikigaya felt it was very necessary to hand over the next command to her mother.

"So, what happened to your daughter?" Hikigaya asked Kato Megumi in the calmest tone possible to avoid further irritating the family members.

"It's a crude and unskilled blood therapy. It's not even at the level of Yharnam's earliest blood therapy technology. It's just arbitrarily injecting things related to the ancient gods into the body." Kato Megumi said coldly, seemingly commenting on a crude skill. However, when this happened to her daughter... at least Hikigaya and Yukinoshita next to her thought carefully before speaking.

"This is it." Kato Megumi threw the half glass tube in her hand to Hikigaya.

How can I tell that... Looking at the glass tube without any residue, Hikigaya took a bite.

“Crack…Crack…”

"Gurgle..." Honjo Niya next to him swallowed in horror. What kind of people are these? Can that thing be eaten?

"Did you find anything in what you ate, Hikigaya?" Although Yukinoshita's expression was very subtle right now, business was still the most important thing.

"The glass is good glass...Pah, a weird smell. Was it squeezed into juice with Kos's parasites?!" Hikigaya spat out the glass shards in his mouth with a sad face. What a dark dish.

What the hell are the parasites in Kos? Is the diet in the outside world so advanced?! After being imprisoned for many years, Honjo Nia feels that he can no longer understand this world.

184. This is the counterattack of the real warrior

"Look at your look. Have you only been a hero for a short time? I still have some impression of the looks of most of the veteran heroes. Haha, although it's not out of admiration."

"By the way, I personally think that your armor is quite intimidating. So, how about a drink, Mr. Unknown Hero... If you are Miss, please allow me to say sorry in advance." Looking at the hero in front of him who remained silent, Westcott added.

Pulling out the cork of the red wine in his hand, Westcott took out two glass glasses from the cupboard and placed them on the table. He tilted the bottle and the red wine slowly fell, swaying in the transparent wine glass. The dark red color was magnificent.

Although the base he was standing on could no longer be preserved and there was no news from Alan who he had sent out, Westcott felt that it was completely fine for him to leave. So before leaving, it would not be a big problem to take a little time to chat with the fledgling hero in front of him.

"If you're interested, you might as well try it. It's a pretty good wine." Picking up the wine glass and taking a sip, Westcott pushed the other glass slightly forward and raised it to the hero with a smile.

"You're so dramatic, Westcott, and minors are not allowed to drink."

Taking off the helmet of the dragon hunting armor, Shidao looked at the well-dressed white-haired man in a suit in front of him with some subtlety, Isaac Ray Pelham Westcott. He remembered everything that happened to him after he came to this world... Most of them were really related to this guy, whether it was naming him after Wen Jiajian, Mana being captured by DEM, or himself being shot...

Oh, I was actually shot to death, Shidao thought helplessly. His father once told him that he was not ready to be a hunter, so he wanted to prove something, which led to him and Mana encountering the Amigodara.

Oh my God, I really don’t dare tell my parents the truth. I will definitely be beaten. I’ll just let my parents think that the Amigodara suddenly ran out.

Seeing the familiar face under the helmet, Westcott's mouth curled up. He never expected that they would meet under such circumstances. The other party seemed to still remember things in the past, or in other words, things before his death?

"What a surprise, Gokawa Shido, or should I call you Somiya Shinshi?" Westcott said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter, they are the same person." Shidao Gokawa said casually.

"Where is my sister, Westcott? She's still alive, right?" Holding the battle axe surrounded by thunder in both hands, Shidou asked Westcott directly.

"Raiden, you seem to be able to absorb the power of elves and use it yourself, right, Shidao Gokawa? But I don't think there seems to be any elves that can master the power of thunder and lightning, or have brand new elves appeared?" Looking at the weapon in Shidao's hand with interest, Westcott did not answer and continued talking about his own topic.

"Answer my question, Westcott. My patience is not as good as you think." Shidao said coldly, and the lightning surrounding the battle axe became deeper.

"Haha, you've changed, Gokawa Shido. The information about your character describes you as a typical nice guy. Such threatening words should not come from the mouth of a nice guy."

"However, we are all old friends. Since you asked, I would feel embarrassed to say nothing. I can provide you with some clues." After a pause, Westcott turned and looked out the window, shaking the wine glass in his hand slowly.

"Don't you think that disgusting, twisted, and blasphemous thing outside? Yes, blasphemous. I think this word is very appropriate. That monster over there looks like your sister, doesn't it? Look carefully. Those blue tentacles are not too far from the color of your hair. Maybe it is real."

A malicious smile hung on Westcott's face. Shinji Takamiya was indeed an annoying name. He didn't know where this righteous young man came from, but he insisted on hindering his plan. Otherwise, his idea would have succeeded many years ago.

Having said that, the effect of that G virus is really incredible. It's a pity that I didn't have time to try out what effect it would have on material A.

The swing of the battle axe brought about a heavy sound of wind. There was no need to talk anymore. The exploding thunder fell like a meteorite, and all the terrifying power was directed at the white-haired figure.

As the crisp sound of shattering rang out, Westcott was no longer as relaxed as before. His own casual area... was broken by Gokawa Shido? !

The battle axe fell heavily, and the exploding thunder swept around. The lightning ran wildly with high temperature, and everywhere was charred. Looking at the random field that had just been repaired cracking again under the yellow electric light, Westcott gritted his teeth in disbelief and quickly distanced himself from Gokawa Shidao.

The black smoke that obscured his vision gradually dissipated, and Westcott looked up and ahead. Standing there was Shido Itsuka, who had become even more eerie.

"Do you think the toys on your body can protect you, Westcott?"

Shidou put on his helmet again, and his voice became very low. The dragon hunting armor on his body seemed to come alive, or rather... it was burning.

The scaly armor was now covered with scarlet patterns, and it seemed as if hot magma was flowing underneath. The crackling sound of the flames was like a loud war drum. The heavy armor seemed to have no effect on Shidao at this time. The burning figure, holding lightning in his hand, rushed forward swiftly.

Looking at Gokawa Shidao rushing towards him, Westcott made an unpleasant sound, feeling a bit embarrassed about his current appearance. As the de facto person in charge of DEM, he would actually have to engage in hand-to-hand combat with this little brat Gokawa Shidao.

"Shinshi, if you die again, I'll be really confused, haha." Westcott taunted, holding the light blade that came with the display device in his hand.

Without saying anything, Shidao raised his right hand and threw the solid lightning spear in his hand fiercely.

The elusive speed left a streak of lightning afterimages, and in just a split second, the lightning spear reached Westcott. Although it didn't buy him much time, the shattered random field still allowed Westcott to raise the light blade in his hand. There was a deafening explosion, and thick smoke rose straight into the sky from the gap.

"Who gave you the confidence, Westcott?"

185. Kurumi wants to borrow something

"Dad, this battle axe is too heavy. What if the speed is too slow and I can't hit the enemy at all?"

"Haha, you won't have such doubts when you become proficient in using this weapon, Zhenshi. Of course, there are other ways. If you are not a strong swordsman, you can choose a more suitable weapon according to the different types of enemies, or put down your weapon."

"Are you going to take other people's weapons and use them yourself?"

"Hmm... It seems that your thinking has already leaned towards that of a hunter, Shinshi. But what I want to say is that you might as well try using your fists. They are also your own, very convenient weapons."

"Use my fist..."

At this moment, Shidao was using his fists to vent his anger mercilessly. Westcott, what did this old guy do to Mana? ! As a brother with Chiba characteristics, rage occupied Gokawa Shidao's mind. The guy in front of him was not worthy of pity. His despicable soul was not even worthy of weapon material.

Holding Westcott's head in one hand, Shidou slammed it into the wall. Starting from the dent made by the head in Shidou's hand, spider-web-like cracks quickly spread out. The thick wall faintly creaked under the heavy weight. Scattered rubble fell from above, and the moment it hit the dragon hunting armor, it turned into ashes under the lava-like patterns, leaving no trace.

Westcott used to be a handsome guy, but not anymore... His originally flowing white hair was swollen by lightning, just like Westcott's a few minutes ago. The curled hair gave off a burnt smell, his facial features were crooked, and several teeth were broken.

"Wescott, I have always just wanted to be a good person. Is that too much to think about? Why do you have to go against me?" Pressing Westcott against the wall, Shido Itsuka asked as if he couldn't understand. However, the hand that was tightly holding Westcott's head showed no intention of loosening, and it seemed that Shido didn't want to give the other party a chance to explain.

Thinking back to the past, when I encountered a confused and helpless person, I went over to see if I could help, and then there was one more person who needed to be taken care of, and in the end I was killed by a gunman; now, Kotori said that she could help elves live an ordinary life, so I set out to realize my dream of helping others. The workload for dinner is getting heavier, and Yoshino is getting more and more addicted to mahjong...

"I want to be a good person. Can you give me a chance, Westcott?" Shidao said.

"puff!"

After hearing what Gokawa Shidao said, Westcott felt a surge of anger in his heart, and finally spat out a mouthful of blood, "Why would I go against you?! Give me a chance and you'll be a good person?!

"If you can still hear me, Westcott, use your free domain to the fullest, or you may die next."

Shidou said slowly, and pressed his hand suddenly, embedding Westcott into the wall. As the cracks spread again, many pieces began to fall off, and the wind rushed in from the gap with a whistle.

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"It's OK, Priest Van has used the Dragon Fist, and he used it well."

Hikigaya raised his head and looked at the giant thunder dragon rising into the sky. Its roar mixed with thunder temporarily overwhelmed Shin's unconscious cries. It seemed that there was a person biting on the dragon's head?

"Of course the father's signature skills should be taught to his own son. Look at the power, Shinshi must have pinched the remaining fire." Kato Megumi said.

"The gas released will turn ordinary people and the dead into zombies. Doesn't the injected injection contain only Kos' parasites?"

Gray-purple haze filled the island, and it didn't look like naturally generated fog at all. The ground was littered with zombies whose necks had been cut off or their heads had been blown up cleanly. The abyss extended to the sea surface, blocking the entire island and preventing the spread of the virus. It also gave Kato Megumi time to think about how to make Mana change back.

"G?! Xiaohui, do you mean I will become a zombie too?! Why didn't you remind me earlier?" Yuigahama, holding two guns, was confused. In her mind, she had already imagined herself rotting all over and staggering when she walked. No way! ! Yuigahama hurriedly held her breath, her face flushed.

"Yuigahama, you are no longer an ordinary person..." Yukinoshita patted Yuigahama's shoulder with a subtle expression and comforted her. Although she did not join the game, in order to understand the members of the club, Yukinoshita still learned about the mobile game BenGenBeng and had a certain understanding of it.

Well, the setting is quite complicated. Yuigahama can probably do splits in the air. Of course, if Yukinoshita were to describe her understanding of Yuigahama in a more concise way, she would probably be a woman who had an in-depth exchange with Honkai, a captain of level 80, or something like that.

Speaking of which, things between herself and Hikigaya aren't so normal, Yukinoshita couldn't help but think of herself. Judging from Hikigaya's eating habits, probably...then how should I put it, after the first night...Yukinoshita felt that she...had become magically stronger, probably surpassing humans, and even remembered how many slices of bread she had eaten.

Ah, that's terrible. What the hell am I thinking about at a time like this? Yukinoshita shook her little head, throwing away the thoughts that had already jumped beyond the Milky Way.

"Xiaoxue means that it's okay for me to breathe deeply!" Yuigahama smiled foolishly while panting.

"Yeah." Looking at the silly-smiling Yuigahama, Yukinoshita nodded.