The man is in the Ark, a blood demon scientist

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Parvis died early, but Rhine Life did a better job of keeping secrets. As a result, Haydn Ramm did not realize that something was wrong until after the crisis contract was held, when he discovered that all the personal offices of Rhine Life participants who had also participated in the Flame Demon Project had changed owners around the venue. He then began to think about a way out.

There was no need to think now, as Lapland swaggered out of the escape passage and locked the gate. The retreat was blocked.

“It’s so hot,” Rupert, who was white, fanned her sweat-soaked collar, revealing a little bit of bright white beauty. She handed a metal cylinder to Texas, “Is this all right?”

“Let’s go,” Texas nodded, and Akado’s blood told her that this was the fragment of the Balrog.

The fire was burning, and just as Haydn was about to stand up, a dagger accurately cut through the thick smoke and pierced his ankle.

He suppressed a scream, widened his eyes, and watched Texas and Lapland leave the experimental site with resentment.

With the sound of metal braking, the lock core was broken. The door was closed forever. This was a prison cell with no hope of death. Only the raging fire was not extinguished. Countless printed papers fell from the overturned cabinets and were engulfed by the flames.

Colombia has never lacked people with ambitions like his.

But Haydn’s greed, which transcended morality and law and tried to reach areas that were beyond his ability, naturally led him to death.

In the fiery prison is a thief who is about to die.

Those who covet the power of the ancient Sarkaz royal court must be punished by the royal court.

……

Akado waved the signal board in his hand expressionlessly.

The workers a little further away began to evacuate, and on the wide, clean-looking lawn was parked a vehicle about the same size as an ordinary land vehicle.

The whole body presents smooth curves, and there are metal wings like feathered beast wings on both sides. Obviously, it is born for flying.

But as we all know, in Terra, flying vehicles have great restrictions on use. Because as the altitude rises, the concentration of Originium particles in the air will become higher and higher.

After reaching a certain limit, it becomes an extremely dense cloud of Originium dust.

In such an environment, electronic equipment will be severely interfered with, causing damage to all components and circuits.

If humans want to return to the sky with technology, the key is to overcome the interference of Originium energy on machines. This is something that almost every mechanical researcher understands, but thousands of years have passed, and the entire Terran scientific community has not been able to overcome it. It’s like all the paths to success have been blocked, and countless experiments can only result in countless failures.

In the industrial field, scholars racked their brains but could not find any material or means that could effectively deal with the Originium clouds that were brewing natural disasters at any time.

Turning his attention to biology, Akado was surprised at Haisi’s strong resistance to Originium.

Coincidentally, Haisi has extremely high adaptability to the environment and almost unlimited evolutionary capabilities.

With the help of Skadi, he quickly made a flying vehicle using Haisi’s flesh and blood as the main material.

“Valkyrie 1.”

Skadi applauded, “Do you want to test-fly it now? Just treat it as test data.”

“You can directly order Haisi to simulate the pilot,” Akado was sure.

“Of course,” Skadi raised her face with some pride, “But, pilots don’t need any simulations. I am the best pilot in Terra.”

She took out a qualification certificate from somewhere. It seemed to be a work of craftsmanship that she had typeset and printed herself. It was somewhat in the style of an official document from Columbia City Hall, even with watermarks and regulations. It looked quite formal.

Akado wasn’t worried at all that this guy would fall to his death.

He shook his head and threw over a copy of the manufacturing principles of the Valkyrie 1. “At least bring back some useful data.”

“The ace pilot has applied to go into battle!” Skadi took out a recorder from his pocket, and an obviously artificially synthesized voice was speaking in it, inspiring and motivating.

She walked towards Valkyrie 1 with firm steps, like a warrior ready to sacrifice herself.

“What are you doing here, Doctor?”

“Testing the aircraft.”

“What if I don’t go back?”

“I will never go back.”

“…”

The above are the follow-up contents in the recorder.

173. It’s too big, take it out quickly

Feather Pen was cleaning the villa, and the LED ceiling light was casting a clear halo on the ceiling.

The rain pattered against the window, and the garden outside was all white.

It’s summer now.

The plastic bucket filled with water fell to the ground with two clangs. She wrung out the rag and wiped the floor-to-ceiling window carefully.

It was a sunny morning, but Feather Pen found in the office that he had forgotten his lab notes at home again, so he drove back to the Star of David during lunch time.

But as the induction cooker boiled the water in the pot, gurgling, I saw iron-gray clouds suddenly push over from the southwest, carrying the cold current of the Ursus tundra, and the sky darkened in a few minutes. Then there was a loud thunder, and thousands of tons of water fell to the earth, as if the gates of a reservoir in the sky had been opened.

A rainstorm in late spring and early summer seemed to wash away the bloodstains all over the city.

Major events like the crisis contract affected the interests of countless people, and the sponsors’ every move was always accompanied by huge energy. First, Hayden Pharmaceuticals collapsed, and then several projects of the Trimont military were declared sunk. Large and small companies were intervening in it, trying to get benefits. Every day, you can see FIA ​​agents running around, corpses piled up in the suburbs like haystacks, and the roars of hyenas rose and fell at night.

Freedom comes first, money comes first, this is Colombia.

Chase the money, then enjoy the money.

As a high school affiliated to Tremont Polytechnic University operated by large capital, it has luxurious configuration.

During the season of extreme climate change, the school generously hired dozens of excellent chefs to prepare comfort meals for the students, ranging from Lateran’s special desserts, Syracuse’s chocolate dishes, to Yan’s dumplings… After all, Colombia made its fortune through immigration and pioneering, so naturally it also had to take into account the differences in the hobbies of different students’ families, and simply brought over the famous delicacies of all ethnic groups in Terra.

The huge cafeteria, which is similar in architectural style to the Gallic palace, is connected to the teaching building and has an inclined elevator for teachers and students. Under the ivory-white dome, the gentle and virtuous maids walk slowly with plates of food, and the chef rings the silver bell, the crisp sound ripples with a religious sense of emptiness. Even at an impetuous age, in such an environment, one will subconsciously hold back one’s breath and talk slowly, and eat slowly.

Today’s classes were also suspended. The football field was crisscrossed with ruts and the grass was torn into pieces. The campus, which used to be forbidden to allow private cars to enter and exit, has now become a parking lot for all kinds of luxury cars. The guard stood at the school gate in the rain, nodding and bowing to the rich through the car windows. If you are lucky, you may receive a generous tip.

As the school bell rang, the servants opened the car doors and rushed out with umbrellas, vying to show themselves in front of the young masters and young ladies.

Students from poor backgrounds watched with envy as their classmates were escorted away in a graceful manner, once again feeling the different lives brought about by the wealth gap.

Now most people have been picked up, the school buildings and playgrounds are empty, and the Colombian flag is fluttering in the storm.

The sky was getting darker, the lights in the classroom were dim, and a few boys were whispering in the corner.

Their eyes vaguely fell on the silver-white film.

Rosemary was wearing a white tutu skirt with a lake blue ribbon tied around her waist. Her emerald eyes were quietly focused on the open book in her hands. She looked slender and fragile, like a princess in a fairy tale. Just words could make her disappear forever in reality.

“She didn’t either…”

“Hey, don’t talk nonsense. His foster parent is a big shot at Rhine Life. I heard that he is…” A boy began to recall, “Engineering what?”

“have you seen?”

“Why, of course not.”

“Then why are you still talking nonsense here?” sneered the companion.

“Why, you’re suddenly concerned about this new girl who just joined the class. Are you interested in her?”

“Do you dare to say you didn’t?” Use a counter-question to defuse the attack.

Then they all fell silent.

Ever since Rosemary joined the junior high school of this school some time ago, she has become a school star in just one week.

She has a face so cute that you can’t take your eyes off her. She always chooses words in a clear voice, as if she were a robot, but it creates a strong contrast. Most importantly, the girl had a midterm exam on the day she entered school.

This girl, who had never attended school for a day before, got full marks in all subjects. During the question-and-answer session, she successfully used several questions raised after digging deep into the test questions to make the physics teacher cover his face and run away.

The most important thing is that Rosemary does not have a condescending attitude. As long as you talk to her at the right time, you will always get a polite reply.

Boys of this age basically have no resistance to such opposite sex.

They winked at each other, trying to urge their companions to go up to Rosemary to get closer. After all, it was rare for the classroom to be so quiet and sparsely populated.

“You’re going up?”

“Why don’t you go?”

“Tsk, there’s nothing to be afraid of!” A boy volunteered, “I borrowed a signature pen from her last time, and I haven’t returned it yet. Look, I’ll ask her out to go to the game hall with me this weekend.”

“If you can make it, I’ll treat you to milk tea,” the student from a pioneer family didn’t have much money, so he said the words of treat with some pain in his heart.

“Deal,” the other party whispered, and then walked towards Rosemary with determination.

The door of the classroom suddenly opened, and Akado stood at the door with a bleeding umbrella in his hand.

The pungent smell of blood mixed with the dampness of the rainy day, coupled with the pale skin and scarlet pupils, stunned the students in the classroom.

The boy, who had already walked over to Rosemary’s desk, didn’t dare to move.

Blood Demon…

All kinds of horror legends rolled out in my mind.

“Let’s go,” Accardo hung the umbrella on the door handle, and the blood that mixed with the rain and turned light red dripped down the tip of the umbrella drop by drop.

Rosemary closed the “Basic Lecture Notes on Metallurgy” in her hand, ignored the boy who was hesitant to speak beside her, and ran into Akado’s arms.

She followed Miss White Owl’s example and established a theory of priorities.

Akado is the highest priority, followed by Quill.

As for the students in front of me, they are probably just slightly higher than the bottom level.

It was tragic that he was ignored. The boy watched helplessly as his peer, who used to be as quiet as frost and snow, smiled warmly.

For some people, first love ends before it even begins.

Feather Pen deleted the text messages one by one in the communication terminal in annoyance and blocked the other party at the same time.

She has always had many suitors. Most of them are from the school, and some are from all walks of life. After all, as an assistant in the director’s office of the engineering department, her work phone number has always been public.

There are always people who irrationally express their passion for courtship in formal occasions.

So that’s how it is. Another year has passed.

Quill checked the date and saw that a batch of former high school seniors had already graduated.

After graduation, I feel that I can pursue the beautiful things I want.

There are young men from rich families, and there are also talented people who come from poor backgrounds.

But she was totally uninterested, even disgusted. She cleaned the windows and the floor and made Rosemary’s bed.

“…”

The feather pen stopped at the door of Akado’s bedroom. She pursed her lips and looked at the blood demon girl who was sleeping soundly in the quilt, without saying a word for a long time.

Finally, the silence turned into a disapproving snort, and the girl turned away, continuing her work.

I have a final exam tomorrow, please take a day off

I’m back to university today and I’ll have final exams soon, so I’d like to ask for leave.

Although the exam lasts for three days, I only plan to take one day off.

If you fail a course, you fail it, but the updates cannot be interrupted!!!

Well, anyway, it’s very difficult.

There are still 10 hours left before the advanced mathematics and computer science exams start, so I’m going to start running first!

Please be informed——

174. It doesn’t matter, the meteor falls to the ground

Skadi went up quickly.

Falling faster.

She climbed out of the pit covered in dust and spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with Originium particles.

Akado held an umbrella and looked at the girl who was covered in bruises.

“Is Originium delicious?”

“Ugh,” he was answered by Skadi spitting out another Originium.

Akado silently took a few steps back, took out the gas mask he had prepared long ago and put it on his face.

The broken aircraft was wearily emitting black smoke in the heavy rain, and the dead Hai Si used up his last bit of strength to throw the data into the mass will.