There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

Picking up the joystick in his hand, Hemer adjusted the altitude of the drone in the sky and raised it for a distance.

This would give her a wider field of view and make it easier for her to search.

"Phew... Thanks to Master Yara and Dorothy for this new equipment. Otherwise, I don't know how long I would have found it on my own."

A clear image came from the palm-sized screen, which gradually calmed Hemer's heart, which was irritated by the interruption of clues.

"found it."

Soon, Hemer found the object she was looking for.

It was a silver beam of light, which was flying in the air at an incredible speed.

The direction... was unpredictable, completely arbitrary. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared from Hemer's eyes.

Fortunately, the drone recorded its whereabouts.

"Is that... the location of District 9? I remember that park has been closed due to government planning."

Looking at the dangerous place deep in the heart of Tremon, Hemer stopped for a moment.

She was suspicious that this was a trap set by the military.

But she soon denied this suspicion.

"This is the only clue. No matter where it leads, as long as it can get closer to the truth..."

That's worth it.

.........

After narrowly avoiding the patrol personnel outside, Hemer entered the park of District 9 alone.

Thanks to someone, the patrol force and number of people have doubled since last night, so it took her some effort to sneak in.

Fortunately, the new equipment sponsored by Dorothy and Yara allowed her to achieve a dimensionality reduction attack, and she was in control of her vision without being discovered by anyone.

As they advanced towards the core area, the transmitter on Hemer's shoulder was beating wildly. It had sensed the presence of its kind and was already impatient...

I want to eat it!

call! ! !

A sound similar to that of a drone taking off and landing sounded above Hemer's head, which startled Hemer and he quickly found a shelter to hide.

At the same time, just the next second after she hid, a silver light quickly passed by her original position and smashed a small hole in the ground.

"Buzz!"

The harsh high-frequency vibration sound tortured Hemer's ears, but soon, the transmitter, which did not find the target, quickly left here.

Although this is not what it wants.

Hemer also slowly walked out from his hiding place.

I have been discovered, there is no point in hiding anymore.

He raised the drone's altitude to its highest point (the highest, he thought). He stood up from his umbrella and looked out at the distant stream of light (in the sky). Forced to stay in place, it no longer had the violent look it had before, but looked more like a docile little bird.

It was an irregular geometric shape, and similarly, it was also a transmitter, but it seemed a little different from the one on her shoulder.

Hemer couldn't tell exactly what the difference was.

Not far away there is a small temporary room, which is very simple but extremely sturdy. It is obviously the work of the military.

In the room, the elderly Caprini nodded slightly, and the transmitter in the sky moved rapidly, leaving a streak of light and falling on his shoulder.

Caprini raised his head and looked at Hemer who was standing outside, and Hemer was also looking at him.

The two stood facing each other, their figures seeming to overlap.

"Long time no see, Hummer, you look very energetic."

"Long time no see...teacher."

After a rather pale greeting, Hemer grabbed the excited transmitter, put it back in his arms, and slowly walked towards Parvis.

The Caprini in front of him looked older than before. The traces of time left on his body became more and more obvious, and his originally straight back gradually bent.

Looking at his teacher, Hemer fell silent.

She thought she had successfully said goodbye to the past, but when she saw Parvis, she realized that this "teacher" seemed to have been standing in front of her.

It's like a mountain that is insurmountable.

Turning her head unconsciously, Hemer avoided Parvis's gaze. She looked around and looked at the neatly arranged instruments.

I have to say that this is worthy of being a military project. Although it is a bit simple, it has everything it needs. The equipment here is more than enough to set up a laboratory.

"You made it all the way from Base 359 to here? You're much braver than before."

After looking Hemer up and down, Parvis smiled approvingly and nodded with satisfaction.

There was nothing impurity in his eyes, only praise for his outstanding juniors.

"But...what I didn't expect was that the person I would meet would be...you."

Dodging, Hemer couldn't stand this kind of sight. Annoyed? It's hard to say, she just didn't like this kind of sight.

Such a pure, caring gaze.

Perhaps this was the reason why she chose Parvez as her teacher.

"I heard that you helped Dorothy. Ferdinand was too eager for success, and Dorothy was extremely stubborn. If you hadn't been there, things might not have ended the way they did."

Without paying attention to Hemer's escape, Parvis turned around, walked to the computer, and placed the transmitter on his shoulder in a special jar.

"I know you have a lot of questions, but for now, hand me that crystal unit over there."

Without looking back, Parvis gave Hemer instructions as before, just like when they were in school.

Hemer picked up the instrument beside him, walked to Parvis, and put it down in the direction of his finger.

She connected the crystal unit to the input port of the operating terminal. Parvis had already sat in front of the monitor and no longer looked at her.

Complex equations were rapidly calculated on the screen.

The moment Hemer stood up, he realized that the other party had given the order so naturally, and he had executed it so naturally.

This is the result of residual memories in the body, and also the tacit understanding between teacher and student.

Fortunately, Parvis had not yet immersed himself in it completely, and he still remembered that his student was standing behind him.

"I'm very busy, but since you've found this place, it's truly commendable. I can answer any questions you have."

Taking a moment to look back at Hemer, Parvis said sincerely.

Hemer looked up at the calculation on the screen, then looked down at his teacher, and finally his eyes fell on the transmitter jumping around in the box, and asked the question he wanted to ask most.

"You...are all using transmitters?"

"Yes."

Parvis nodded very naturally, without any intention of concealing it.

"What on earth are you...going to do with transmitters?"

"The transmitter is very sensitive to microvibrations and can receive and encode nerve signals. Dorothy hopes it can replace traditional healing units and become a completely new medium. Those connected to it will become completely new individuals, completely equal."

"And in Ferdinand's eyes, utilizing the properties of transmitters, which are similar to 'superorganisms', could allow the development of super-devices capable of precisely delivering weapons across distances."

"What about you, teacher... In your eyes, what is transmitter...?"

Hearing the "faces" of the other two directors as described by Parvez, Hemer did not believe it easily.

Having been cheated once before, she has developed her own judgment.

"Also, you actually know about the 359th base and can even prevent it from happening, right?"

Hemer's question was extremely harsh, but Parvez did not answer.

He seemed to think that the question was not worth asking, without dodging or being annoyed.

"You knew all about their research. Whose side are you on? Ferdinand? Dorothy? The Governor?"

"Or is it really like what those colleagues in the company tea room said..."

"The director of the structural department is an old goat who always smiles and gets along with everyone?"

Volume 9: Chapter 46: Angry...?

"I think you may have some misunderstandings about me, Hemer, just like you did about Saria."

Hearing Hemer say this, Parvis finally shifted his attention away from the screen.

"I don't support anyone."

Pushing up his glasses, Parvez said, "I help them because Ferdinand and Dorothy are both very hardworking. They are young people full of ideals and enthusiasm, just like I helped you back then."

“I don’t support anyone because they are just mediocre scientists at the end of the day, and so am I.”

"None of us can rise above this mediocre, weak age."

"Is this your excuse for acting recklessly?"

Hemer lowered her eyes and reached out to push her eyes out of habit, just like Parvez, but her fingers missed.

"It seems you are still a child. I thought you would learn some other things during your travels, but now it seems that it is not enough."

"What about you? What do you want to do with the transmitter?"

Parvez's words were like a sharp sword that struck Hemer's heart, causing him to tremble unbearably.

"Okay, Hummer, this question is also beyond your understanding. It's not that the teacher doesn't want to answer it, it's just a waste of time."

"And the teacher is very busy and doesn't have time to explain it to you from the beginning."

Turning his gaze back to the screen, this time, Parvez immersed himself in it wholeheartedly.

"But you can stay. You are my best student. Soon, we will have the most ideal experimental environment. All the required materials and catalytic conditions will be met... We must prepare during this time."

"That will be the most revolutionary experiment ever, and you will witness the birth of truly great results!"

"It is no longer short-sighted, no longer weak, it will surpass all limits! Save everything that is becoming increasingly mediocre!"

“This is what the promise of science means!”

"Is it like the Balrog experiment?"

Faced with Parvez's recruitment, Hemer was not moved at all.

She just took a deep breath, adjusted her heartbeat, and then said calmly: "Joyce, Ifrit, the pioneers of Base 359, and the workers of the Triton factory..."

"Teacher, your experiments have hurt many people..."

"If you continue like this, won't you hurt more people?!"

"But this is science, Hemer, and as scientists, there's only one thing we need to think about, and that's how to achieve it."

"This alone has exhausted us."

Parvez's tone was calm, or more accurately, indifferent and absent-minded.

The equation on the screen should be related to neurotransmitters. Parvis stared at it intently and never looked back at her.

A long-lost anger enveloped Hemer's heart.

She clenched her fists and her breathing became increasingly rapid.

He was indifferent to life, but this person was her teacher, and she was once one of them.

She now understood Yara's previous advice. Sometimes, the truth is really cruel.

.........

Hemer left, leaving that annoying place.

Did nothing.

The anger in her heart drove her to stop Parvez, but the scene uploaded by the drone made her not move at all.

Five sniper rifles had already been pointed at her forehead when she met Parvez, and they would be shot immediately if she made the slightest movement.

Even if she just came in by mistake.

The surrounding environment was cleaned very well, but there was still a lingering smell of blood.

Obviously, she was not the only one who had "strayed in".