newbobooks Chapter 203 World Troublemaker
Chapter 203 World Troublemaker
A warm-up exercise allowed Gibson to release his recently suppressed nature, and he felt a sense of satisfaction and laziness.
Fifteen minutes later, they arrived at an abandoned factory.
Fūya Rei's face looked even uglier, and his lips were pale.
After walking for more than ten minutes, his weak body could no longer hold on. Cold sweat seeped out of his forehead, like a delicate flower ravaged by a storm.
He calmed his breath, his voice weak and his eyes deep, "This is the headquarters of the group that specializes in capturing experimental subjects for the laboratory."
He lowered his head and asked, "Xiao Xila, do you still remember?"
Xila said with a blank expression and empty eyes: "My sister and I both stayed here briefly, and we were not the only ones."
There are many more people who were captured.
Regardless of age or gender.
Furiya Rei understood the meaning of her words. His wheat-colored skin was bathed in a soft sunlight. He sighed softly, "A natural sin zone."
A chaotic, disorderly and sinful place where people die at any time and go missing frequently.
No wonder those organizations put their headquarters here.
All the people here think about every day is how to survive. They don’t have the time and energy to care about the missing and dead.
"Gibson-kun." A smile slowly spread across Rei Furuya's lips, and he called out in a soft voice.
Xilana also looked at him as if he was an alien.
Gibson's expression tightened, and danger alarms screamed wildly in his head.
He rolled his throat and said with difficulty, "I will follow your orders, sir."
In front of Xila, he didn't dare to call him "Master".
The title of Master means that you will fight to the death with the Angel of Death. Whoever is the winner will become the Master's only weapon.
He is just an ordinary researcher.
Gibson cursed inwardly a few times, but still remained obedient and avoided the taboos of humanoid weapons.
Furiya Rei gazed at him calmly and gently, his tone affectionate and his smile wide. "The FBI will be here soon. Can you take them with you to destroy this place?"
Gibson almost screamed: FBI? ?
Furuya Rei's emotionless gaze swept over him, and Gibson's expression froze. He bowed his head in awe, "Everything is subject to your will."
"very good."
Furuya Ling curved his eyes and said gracefully and gently, "Before the FBI arrives, find the person who provided shelter for these people. I need his information."
"Yes," Gibson replied, bending down reverently. "Everything will be as you wish."
Fūya Rei took out a pair of headphones and handed them to him, saying gently, "If you find someone special approaching, don't worry, I'll help you from behind."
Gibson took the headphones and attached the bug to himself.
He put the earphones into his ears and asked eagerly, "Sir, could you tell me who the special person you mentioned is?"
"DARPA." Furuya Rei said slowly.
Gibson: His eyes were blank.
Furuya Rei kindly explained, "The full name is the Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency, and DARPA is its abbreviation."
He reached out and stroked Xila's withered hair, smiling as he said, "It's unacceptable for the organization to develop artificial weapons and hide them from local forces. Who can compare to America in genetic warrior and human research?"
"I think the organization shouldn't work in isolation. Communicating with the American military will allow for faster progress. Am I right, Gibson-kun?"
Gibson felt a chill down his spine, followed by an excitement that was eager to create chaos.
He now remembered what the Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency (DARPA) was.
Let's put it this way: it's a club for mad scientists and a powerful scientific research institution that shapes the future.
In a word, it will develop whatever the US military needs in the future.
DARPA served military goals from the beginning, and it also had a clear opponent - the Soviet Union.
I still remember that in 1957, the Soviet Union launched the first artificial satellite, Sputnik 1, before the United States, which had a dimensionality-reduction attack on the world and frightened the Americans who had lived in peace for a hundred years in their homeland.
It was not until February 1958, 2, that President Eisenhower, at the suggestion of Secretary of Defense Michael Roy, ordered the establishment of the Advanced Research Projects Agency (ARPA), the predecessor of DARPA, to prevent the United States from being threatened by "technological surprise" and to cause "technological surprise" to rival countries.
The United States believes that surprises can only be given by them, not by others.
You know, Nazi Germany rocket expert von Braun was also a member of the DARPA expert team at the time. You can imagine what kind of organization they are.
Once the United States knows that the organization has developed artificial weapons that they do not have, it will probably directly arouse Americans' fear of insufficient firepower, just like when they were hit by the Soviet Union in 1957.
Gibson could easily guess what was about to happen to the branch and even the entire organization.
Mr. Romani, when did you contact DARPA?
He also leaked the organization's research, which is really bad.
Gibson pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth to suppress the excitement in his heart, to cool down the excitement that made his scalp tingle temporarily so as not to delay the adults' business.
"Sir, I will collect the information about the three laboratories provided by Miss Xila." Gibson understood what was going on and promised quickly.
He knew that the data was going to be packaged for DARPA, and his actions were tantamount to betraying that gentleman.
But so what.
That awful old man from the gutter, BOSS, is not worthy of his loyalty!
His master should be like Lord Romani, the world's troublemaker.
Sorry, I said the wrong thing.
His master should be a strong man like Lord Romani who travels around the world and plays with various forces in his hands!
This is simply awesome!
Gibson, who couldn't resist fun, felt that his life in the first thirty years of his life was so dull, like a dog.
It turns out that everything is the organization's fault.
But fortunately, he met his master.
Furiya Ling glanced at the inexplicably excited Gibson and said calmly, "As long as you have those things, the DARPA executive will temporarily target you."
"Gibson-kun," he said meaningfully, "try to survive their pursuit."
He raised his fingertips to his lips, his purplish-gray eyes instantly becoming mysterious. "My identity is forbidden. Do not reveal it."
Gibson instinctively felt that something was wrong, but he forced himself to stand still, staring at those eyes.
After Furuya Rei's gaze shifted away, he gasped and muttered, "You gave me a hypnotic suggestion!"
Furuya Rei chuckled softly, his gaze unusually gentle, yet his laughter held a hint of coldness. "Gibson-kun, this is just an insurance policy to reassure both of us."