There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

In other words, she was able to leave safely thanks to Parvis.

twice...

Last time, he successfully took Ifrit away from Rhine Life, and this time he left the military blockade safely.

Her teacher, the one who was against her, saved her twice.

Walking along the street, Hemer walked absent-mindedly.

She had been walking along the streets of the Ninth District for over half an hour, and she had forgotten where she was going.

She just remembered wanting to move forward.

"Pay attention! Don't you have eyes?"

There was a sound of cursing coming from the side, and at the same time there was a collision on the shoulder.

A young Lupo man patted his shoulder and turned to look at Hemer with a curse.

This kind of scene has happened countless times, and Hemer has gradually gotten used to it.

She adjusted her position and moved closer to the inside of the sidewalk, so as to cause less trouble to others and ensure her own safety.

What Parvez said made Hemer silent. She wanted to refute, but she couldn't find a reason.

Ifrit was rescued from the ruins by Rhine Life, and had already suffered from severe mineral sickness before coming to Rhine Life for experiments.

Chimera therapy saved her life, and the Fire Demon fragments also condensed the disease in her body with the Originium fragments.

From this point of view alone, Rhine Life saved Ifrit and gave her a second life.

But they ignored Ifrit's wishes, forced the experiment on her, disregarded human ethics, and didn't care about Ifrit's life at all.

All this complexity made Hemer exhausted both physically and mentally.

She thought she had seen everything clearly, but it turned out that she still couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart.

Suddenly, Hemer recalled the people and things he had met along the way.

Muirseth, Anthony, what he said when he left also made her confused for a while.

.........

"You might think helping Anthony is the right thing to do, but it's not."

The young elf stood in the wilderness, with endless yellow sand behind her. The strong Filin stood beside her and violently tore off the chains on his body.

The orange-yellow prison uniform indicated the other party's extraordinary status.

"In the competition between Simon Company and Hyde Brothers, both sides actually wanted to eliminate the other, but Old Smith was just one step behind."

"That is to say, if Old Smith had acted before the Hyde brothers, it would be the Hyde brothers who would be sitting in jail now."

"Is Anthony really a victim in that sense?"

The elf had a questioning look on his face, which made Hemer waver in his self-proclaimed "righteousness".

"but..."

Her instinct told her that this was not right, but Anthony's assassination was real. She wanted to refute it, but she had no words to say.

Muirseth was thoughtful enough not to let this question bother Homer. She turned to look at Anthony, the "victim" in Homer's eyes.

The tall Filin shrugged. "I can't deny that the winner takes all. If we win, their fate won't be any better."

"Look, Homer."

The elf smiled slyly, like a wolper. "I tell you this because I hope you understand that if you want to do the right thing, you should understand what is right. Secondly, you should know that doing the right thing does not mean it does not come without a price."

"This time, with Saria and Talina helping you, no one was killed. But what if they weren't there? That little decorator, Liberi, your friend, and Anthony's friend, can they really escape the warden's wrath unscathed? Or do you think the killer will be kind enough to let them go? Let them tell the truth?"

"I..."

.........

"It's not just about the Originium Arts Application Department and the Energy Department. I can't tell you where this line will lead to or who will be involved."

Zarak, as yellow as Sargon's sand, sat on a chair, her hands shackled, but her bright eyes looked at Hemer.

"But you will definitely come into contact with...Rhine life that you have never known before."

"Whether it was the Balrog incident or the accident at Base 359, you learned that Rhine Life isn't as pure and innocent as it's portrayed on TV. It still makes you feel uncomfortable."

"If necessary, you can use my authority as the director of the Originium Arts Application Department to do what you want and see what you want."

"If you want to use this authority for something else, I will pretend not to know."

"Is this a warning?"

Hemer tightened his fists on his knees, suppressing the sound of his heartbeat.

"No, it's advice, a friend's advice."

"Hemer, you have to remember that your mission is only to recover the transmitter lost from Base 359. If you encounter insurmountable difficulties, you can give up at any time."

“There are some things you can’t resist until you find your own answers.”

.........

"This is science, Hemer. Sacrifices are inevitable."

The old Caprini was wearing a white coat, hidden in the darkness, only his eyes revealed his spirit.

The light reflected from the glasses looks extremely cold and chilling.

“As scientists, all we need to think about is how to achieve it.”

"You've calmed down a lot, but you're still the same as before. You'll get angry about that child, blame me for minor operational issues, and even blame science itself."

"Teacher, I've told you many times before that only science can change things that need to be changed. It can drive the entire era forward, but its own progress can only be controlled by a few people."

"It's a natural paradox, Hemer. A paradox is a conflict of opinion."

"The teacher has already told you all the clues and information you want, but..."

"What can you do, Homer?"

"You don't even know how to ask."

.........

Enemies, friends, teachers.

The words of old friends kept repeating in my ears.

Correct, difficult, questionable.

She followed the clues of the transmitter all the way here, but what can she do at this moment?

What should she do?

Stop Parvez?

Find Christen and ask for the truth?

不 ...

Parvez, my teacher was right...

I don't even know how to ask.

She was angry, but anger itself had no effect. It could do nothing except make her mind lose control.

Just like she was before.

Volume 9: Chapter 47: All actions are under command

"Tsk... so annoying. Why did it happen so suddenly? There's no chance for me to react."

The Wolper driver slammed the steering wheel in anger and honked the horn in frustration.

The client suddenly moved up the meeting time and asked him to go to the meeting quickly with the contract. God knows what’s wrong with that guy!

I had just had my lunch break at that time, okay?

A phone call pulled him out of bed, and the time was so urgent that he didn't even have time to finish his lunch.

But he was just complaining. After all, it was a job. If he completed this order, his commission would be very high.

No one can resist money.

Anyway, no one can hear you cursing, so it’s a waste not to curse.

After taking a deep breath, the Wolper driver turned his eyes back to the road and stepped on the accelerator lightly.

There were not many pedestrians or vehicles on the road today. There was only one person, Liberi, standing on the side of the street, standing at the very back. It was no big deal if he drove a little faster. At most, he would just have to pay a speeding fine.

With the commission, he has the capital and confidence.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but step on the accelerator a little harder.

He held the steering wheel firmly in his hand. Before him appeared the blue Longmen coins, the irresistible aroma of banknotes, and...

A Liberi is getting closer and closer!

The illusion in his mind disappeared instantly, and Wolper walked out of the illusion and returned to reality.

"Hey! The Liberi in front! Get out of the way!"

The car, speeding at high speed, had driven onto the sidewalk at some point, and was rushing towards the safe position of Liboli as if being pulled by an invisible hand.

"Varied...!"

Hemer, who was still in a trance, was awakened by the shrill cry. Before she could react, a black car drove towards her at high speed.

There was no room to stay, and no place to hide. Everything seemed to be a foregone conclusion.

A car came flying out of nowhere, so close that you could even see the dust under its chassis and...

A series of small water droplets.

The sudden appearance of water droplets fastened the wheels like chains. The out-of-control vehicle almost brushed past Hemer's body, and the whistling sound of the wind in his ears was harsh and unpleasant.

It was like a hurricane hanging in the sky, and only Hemer could hear and feel it.

Half of the road was wet, as if it had just rained.

"Are you...are you okay? I'm sorry, I...I don't know why, it suddenly..."

Wolper climbed down from the car in a panic and hurriedly checked on Hemer's condition. After seeing that the other party was safe and sound, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's okay... I don't need compensation."

Seeing the other party taking out his wallet, Hemer waved her hand to refuse the compensation. Her eyes looked straight across the street, at the person who rescued her.

An elf.

They were once enemies.

"There are so many cars in Tremont. If you're not careful, it's easy to get into an accident."

Muirseth came to Hemer's side with brisk steps, looking up and down at this old friend whom he had not seen for a long time.

"Director Muirseth, just now...thank you."

Although he didn't feel like he had survived a disaster, Hemer still thanked him out of politeness.

"I just happened to pass by. No need to say thank you or anything like that."

Waving his hand nonchalantly, Muirseth raised his head and gazed towards the sky: "But... when did you provoke that crazy woman? With her abilities, she should have been more direct."

Playing tricks in the air...it's more like a casual prank than an accident.

"What are you talking about?"

"Forget it, that crazy woman, nothing she does is surprising, hey! Hummer! When did you change into new clothes? The material is good and the tailoring fits well. You look like a different person. I almost didn't recognize you just now!"

Muirseth smiled and walked around Homer, looking at his new clothes, the envy in his eyes didn't seem fake.

Now, she is more like a good friend who has not been seen for a long time than an enemy.

Compared to her own teacher, Muirseth did not give her that kind of uncomfortable aversion, even though the two had been hostile and even though they had disliked each other.

But at this moment, in this familiar yet unfamiliar place, Muirseth is the only person who can make Hemer feel a sense of existence.

"Oh my! So beautiful! Come to think of it, I didn't recognize Eve before. She's grown a lot taller and has new clothes. And Saria and Talina..."

The familiar name coming out of Muirseth's mouth instantly attracted Hemer's attention.