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After the argument, Kong also showed Heita some of the evidence he had found:

"Before the nuclear disaster broke out, the company should have supported this planet. It is even possible that the people from Beloberg were developers sent by the company."

"...I wanted to say before that I have seen the samples of the earth marrow. It is impractical to use this kind of fuel to support the city's heat shield. What the Beloberg people should do is to hide underground before the cold wave arrives and use the rock layers to resist the low temperature. If the city builders have architectural and climate consultants, these consultants either knew that Klipper would lower his gaze, or they are pure idiots."

Heita raised an eyebrow: "But if the company intervenes... then it makes sense. They think their investment, or the city builders think the investment they get is enough to withstand the wind and snow. I have seen a lot of such stupid things."

"Drip."

"Oh? Topa replied."

[Dr. Kong, I'm glad you came to me for confirmation - yes, the frames of these robots are the company's early models. About four or five amber centuries ago, we had a whole set of automatic assembly lines to supply this basic model, which has now been discontinued.]

Kong raised the terminal to signal Heita to look at it together. Heita didn't hesitate to bend down like a girl and rested her chin on Kong's shoulder, very naturally.

【By observing the external components of the autonomous robots, some of our team speculated that there are still several old production lines that have not been eliminated on the Yalilo-VI you mentioned. Although the land reform has transformed them beyond recognition and uses a fuel that we have never heard of to maintain their operation, I have no way of judging whether their functionality is still the same as the original design, but the autonomous codes used by these robots should not have been modified. The company always has a backup plan... If you want to manipulate these robots to serve you, I will send experts as soon as possible to find and determine a piece of encrypted control code.】

Although the message was overly formal, Topa didn't say any nonsense.

[There is another good news for you. We have taken over the market of Xin-41 and injected a little corporate philosophy into it. ]

On the other side of the galaxy, while Topa was sitting on a container with her legs crossed and pondering over her words to the air, her men were escorting a few uncooperative Slinks past her feet.

Many times, the company's methods are not "modern" or "capitalist" at all, but rather have a sense of old-fashioned power. However, for the long-oppressed slave workers of Sin-41, this is a powerful force that changes their destiny. Those company thugs who descended from the sky, executioners and demons in the eyes of countless debtors, actually crushed the resistance of the Slink people like angels.

Topa watched as a devastated old man gave the freshly packaged "spices" along with a bouquet of flowers to the leader of his collection team. The fat man, who had a similarly miserable life, was confused and bewildered for a moment, and then he could only happily accept the old man's thank-you gift with Topa's permission.

Perhaps they will have to engage in endless labor in the future, working hard for their food, clothing, housing and transportation, but working for a company, or contributing to Dr. Kong's compound business, is always much better than working day and night under the Slink people.

They will not be physically punished, nor will they be persecuted and assassinated. Instead, they will agonize over their own New Year's installment for hoverbikes, waste their rest time on the company's garbage entertainment programs, and suffer from choice difficulties in the ocean of industrial cuisine.

But this might be the change that Rong Keyuan would like to see. Kong and Topa have fulfilled his last wish in a certain sense, and now...the letters home that he didn't have time to send should be handed over to his parents.

[Thank you for giving me the opportunity to exercise 'protection'. I feel the gratitude from the residents of this world - I believe they will follow you wholeheartedly. ]

203. Are you jealous? My husband!

The subsequent processing of Xin-41 is very simple. The planet will be transformed into a plantation and a factory to provide a steady supply of materials for the mobile factory of the compound.

The star destroyer that the eldest lady purchased for Dr. Kong will become the first production platform, with both self-protection and jump capabilities. Everything is arranged perfectly.

After executing a successful market monopoly mission, Topa's mind became active again.

They said they would send experts, and if the experts were unable to make the shift, then she could take over herself.

The company's debt collection tasks were endless, and if she wanted to work, she could always find endless work to do. But at the P45 level, performance was no longer a problem that bothered her, and she had the energy and ability to consider something more "constructive".

For example... enhancing the relationship between the company and the members of the Genius Club, specifically helping Kong solve some problems beyond the contract.

If Dr. Kong could be allowed to expand the scope of cooperation, it would definitely be a great achievement, and promotion to P46 would be possible.

And for a senior executive who has a self-understanding of preservation, Yalilo-VI is at a moment where she needs the power of the company and her personal intervention, and it is urgent to exercise the will of preservation.

Without much convincing to herself or checking in with her department head, she set a course and boarded the ship back to the Black Tower Space Station.

Although the coordinates of the train were conspicuous in the psychic positioning of the navigator's potion, she would not do something as stupid as rushing into the star core blockade zone with her team. Returning to the space station and waiting for Dr. Kong to pick her up was the best option - she believed that she would be noticed by Dr. Kong... especially in terms of her abilities.

Sora, who could not hear the sound of the woman's abacus, was still thinking, if she could get the mechas controlled by Cburg to defect, could Bronya force Cocolia to abdicate directly without making too many sacrifices?

"If we can get the code, we can hopefully end the chaos in Beloberg without a civil war."

There was another way to solve the problem without resorting to violence. Sora fell towards the back of the sofa, and the back of his head hit Heita's chest, which was as hard as stone.

"...Don't look at me like that. I wouldn't make such a loud noise."

Being stared at by Kong with a subtle look, Heita felt a little embarrassed. He stretched out his hands to pinch his neck and straightened him up: "The doll is a one-to-one reproduction of my body shape when I was a girl... There is nothing I can do about it."

"Instead of talking so much nonsense, why not tell me the address of your hiding place so that I can come and see your strength."

Kong puffed up his face - everyone around him teased Black Tower by saying "Why does an old woman act like a virgin?", but it was the same with Kong. This guy would occasionally act cute, and when his emotions were in place, he would be even more chaotic than a bard who drank fake wine every day.

"Not yet. There is too little experimental data, too many blind spots, and not enough proficiency. You won't get the good experimental results I expect. You have to work harder, Dr. Kong."

Kurita rejected Kong's door-to-door service expressionlessly.

She knew that if she let him go into the nest now, it would definitely lead to a very tragic ending.

The sensitivity of the doll can be adjusted, but if the person is caught, it will be real damage, and she is not mentally prepared for that.

"But I've already made an appointment with Eula..."

"I can wait. I can afford to wait for this little while."

"Go do your experiment first. I'll call you when you're done."

"it is good."

Although he is overly self-conscious, Heita has no aversion to appointment-making and queuing-based sexual activities between men and women.

In a sense, the way these two people get along completely fits the definition of "neurosis" in the eyes of ordinary people, and also fits the weird impression of the genius club in the eyes of outsiders.

……

Although it was called a rotation, in reality Kong was still serving his lovers more. Whether he was providing emotional services or something else, he owed them.

Eula's body was icy cold, and the air conditioner in the room was on at 16 degrees to help her dissipate heat. Even when she was asleep, she didn't seem to be afraid of catching a cold at all, so she only covered half of the quilt, leaving her smooth back exposed to the air from the air conditioner.

This was the most suitable and coolest way of sleeping that they had come up with after half an hour of research. It would give her a feeling of camping in the Dragon Ridge Snow Mountain and could soothe her soul that was traumatized by the stuffy heat underground.

After Kong slipped out to serve Heita for a while and returned the same way, Eula subconsciously wanted to seal him by her side, so she stretched one leg out from the quilt and placed it on his waist, and used her heel like a deadly iron hook to secretly apply force to bring him to her side.

Until Sora could put his arm around her shoulders and use his own shoulders as a pillow for Eula.

Kong would occasionally put his hand on her thigh, feeling the cool touch and gaining unparalleled peace of mind.

Maybe it was because of the saying "beauty is in the eyes of the beholder". Although Eula hated sweating, she had no aversion to the sweat and heat on Sora's body. After Sora played a joke on her, she actually took the initiative to taste Sora's sweat and gave the comment that "it tasted good".

As a return gift, Kong naturally wanted to taste the chilled food.

It's really springy, and Eula gets some wonderful localized thermal feedback from it.

She remembered this unique feeling and decided to soak herself in cold water every now and then - this was something Haiya absolutely could not accept, and it was also her unique advantage.

"... All five grudges... are written off... Just make a few more mistakes... I want to... remember a few more... Huh..."

In the dim light, Eula didn't know whether she was talking in her sleep or simply teasing Sora. Such fierce words frightened Sora and caused his body temperature to drop by two or three degrees.

The Vengeful Knight is indeed vengeful. For every vengeance she holds, she will accurately scrape off a few grams of flesh from Kong's body. She is even more "vicious" than the Merchant of Venice.

"Phew, what a fulfilling day."

[It's already 11:00 am, host, the daily tasks have been refreshed, remember to check. ]

"Damn, did time go by so fast? Asuna and the others should be awake by now—"

[Their biological clocks are well adjusted, so there is no need to worry about a drop in combat effectiveness.]

"I've never been worried about the battle... Haven't you realized that if I continue at this pace, I will be tied to the bed for the rest of my life if I reward them with meals every day..."

[The number of reinforcements is still under control, and the host can handle it - even if he is tied to the bed, he can command remotely, and this is not the first time. ]

"Stop!! I don't want to recall the painful experience in the Sakura Headquarters!"

[Are you looking for the "Master's Room Open Limited Day" event? 】

"I don't want to recall that either!!"

After a while of awkwardness, perhaps because she felt that Sora's body was getting stiffer and stiffer and it was not as comfortable to hold him as a pillow as before, Eula grumbled in dissatisfaction in her sleep, and turned over to cover Sora completely.

With his chest filled with stuff, Sora could only coordinate with Eula's breathing and shift his attention to serious matters.

Otherwise, the more he thought about those embarrassing memories, the more he would inevitably wriggle like a maggot in bed and wake up his wife.

"By the way, the Silver Werewolf should have entered the company headquarters. I need to ask her how the task I asked her to do is going. And... well, there's also the messenger... She followed us silently, but I really didn't find any trace of her on Yalilo... Don't scare March Seven again."

After confirming on the public channel that March Seven and Dan Heng were asking Bronya about the placement of the wounded last night, and Haiya was studying the history of the disconnection between the lower and upper levels, he carefully picked up the terminal next to the pillow and wanted to check Silver Wolf's private message.

This is incredible, the private messages between the messenger and Silver Wolf are almost piling up to 99+.

Silver Wolf can join the public frequency, but she is not enthusiastic about psychic connection. Like Esta, she often dives and reports her schedule and work progress to Sora in a more "retro" way.

[I've boarded the ship. I'm very close to it. It will take about a day to arrive. Attached is the shuttle.jpg]

[Just like last time, the company's taste in art is as boring as Cripple's. This is the ugliest sculpture I've ever seen. Decorations.jpg]

[Just finished the first level. Haven't played the part where this legendary character becomes a star ranger yet. The difficulty is indeed a bit high, which is understandable, after all, it is a complete reproduction of a hacker's life. Screenshot.jpg]

【Why didn’t you reply? Selfie.jpg】

In the picture, Silver Wolf is squatting next to the cluster server with her hands on her chest. If it weren't for the huge bubbles she blows, she would really look like a street-spirited girl.

[The server has been set up, and we have registered you through the official procedures. When they heard that you were using it, they approved it directly... They are really a bunch of people who look at people and treat them differently. However, it is still a bit troublesome to unblock my account, so I plan to stay a few more days. ]

[Those contact personnel asked whether your teaching materials can be divided into more chapters - and whether free courses accept advertising. Currently, only some simple instructions and manual indexes have been uploaded. Service Hall.jpg]

[I refused. You must be trying to use the free course to attract people to buy the mixture, right? I can’t hide this little trick from you.]

[Hello? Are you still alive? ]

[Should I take some exciting pictures for you to help you revive? ]

【Find a place where no one is. Selfie.jpg】

"…Fuck, she clearly doesn't look that big, but she actually has cleavage? It looks like it's photoshopped."

Sora's eyes, which were originally somewhat numb, suddenly widened.

In a sense, Silver Wolf did help Sora to revive, but Sora didn't want to be resurrected so quickly - this body was really too strong, but if his female companions discovered that his recovery ability was too strong and they were keeping an eye on him, the consequences would be disastrous.

Just as Kong narrowed his eyes and was about to browse the next picture, he suddenly felt a pain in his shoulder.

"…Are you thinking about the future while eating from the bowl?"

Youla slept for an hour and a half, just one sleep cycle. When she woke up dazedly, she saw Sora browsing his phone. He was hugging her while scrolling through pictures of beautiful women.

The revenge radar started buzzing on the spot, biting directly at the thickest piece of meat on Kong's shoulder.

"Ah... It was sent by Silver Wolf. She was teasing me on purpose."

Kong hurriedly explained: "I didn't expect to come across this one. You see, the previous messages are all pretty normal."

"…Is this her back or front curtain?"

However, what Sora didn't expect was that Eula came up and took a closer look at Silver Wolf's selfie.

"Heh... this brat is not interesting. He is far inferior to Hol Haiya."