Warhammer: The Time Traveler

Chapter 82 concludes here (Thirteenth update)

Dr. Sorensen and the technical expert next to him instantly lit up, though they tried to remain composed.

Regardless of the content, the "technology" itself is the crucial first step.

Mowell continued to convey Chen Yu's request: "The master requires that after you receive and preliminarily verify the value of these materials, you must immediately begin to prepare for the collection and delivery of the materials listed in the compensation list."

Specific delivery time and location will be provided to us later.

She shifted her tone, though it remained the same, but the content carried a clear boundary: "Furthermore, the host made it clear that this technical exchange was an exception, a response to the 'constructive' attitude you have shown."

Similar exchanges will not be frequent in the future, and the level will remain within this scope.

The most efficient approach for both sides is to maintain the current ceasefire and avoid unnecessary contact and interference.

Deep cooperation or alliances are not under consideration.

Dr. Sorenson quickly processed this information.

She realized that although the other party had provided the technology, their attitude remained distant, or even indifferent.

This is more like a "pay-to-get-it-over" transaction than the opening of a long-term relationship.

However, obtaining substantial technical information, even at the "basic" level, is already a breakthrough that exceeded expectations.

She immediately responded, “We understand. Thank you for your response. We will organize experts to verify the information as soon as possible and immediately begin preparations for compensation supplies. We look forward to receiving further instructions regarding delivery details.”

Mowell nodded slightly, said nothing more, and turned to leave the meeting place as decisively as she had arrived.

The "probe" team quickly returned with two data packets. Under highly confidential conditions, the military technology team immediately conducted a preliminary analysis of the data.

The analysis results left them with mixed feelings.

That laser weapon optimization plan was indeed novel and efficient, far surpassing the similar technologies they currently possess, especially in terms of significant improvements in energy utilization and focusing accuracy.

That network data processing skill also included some extremely efficient algorithm fragments that they had never seen before.

However, as Chen Yu defined, although these technologies are valuable, they clearly feel "fragmented" and lack systematic support and deeper explanation of their underlying principles.

It's like getting an extremely sharp blade but not knowing the complete process of forging it.

This further reinforced the assessment of the military technology leadership: the other side possessed a more unfathomable technological system and was cautious, unwilling to reveal too much.

Based on this, the military technology leadership quickly made a decision: to meet the other party's demands, immediately begin preparing compensation materials, and strictly adhere to the principle of "non-interference," temporarily halting all proactive reconnaissance activities that might be seen as provocative.

They decided to process these two "leftovers" first, while patiently waiting for the next possible opportunity to contact each other.

Chen Yu's indifferent response only made them more convinced of the strength of the forces behind her.
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While the military technology team was busy verifying its technology and preparing supplies, Mowell had already infiltrated Night City like a ghost.

Although Elliott Guan survived the previous terrorist attack, he was in a state of near mental collapse.

Biotechnology temporarily housed him in another secret safe house that was considered absolutely safe, and strengthened the security.

However, for Mowell, who had transformed into a Rust Hunter, these defenses were still full of loopholes.

Using the extreme speed and enhanced environmental awareness provided by S.A.R.S ...

Guan Zheng curled up in the corner of the room, relying on tranquilizers to maintain a brief period of calm.

When he saw Mowell's figure reappear silently before him, the fear on his face froze instantly, his pupils dilated to their maximum, and even a scream caught in his throat. This time, Mowell gave him no chance to speak or react.

The sonic blade slid out with a low hum, a flash of cold light, and Guan's consciousness didn't even have time to transmit the pain before he was completely plunged into darkness.

Mowell executed the instructions precisely.

She removed Guan's head, placed it in a special container she had prepared, cleaned up any traces that might be left at the scene, and then left the safe house silently, just as she had appeared.

The next target is Nicolo Logagia's mansion on Charter Hill.

The security level here is higher than that of the safe house, but for Mowell, the only difference is that it requires more time and computing resources.

She patiently observed the patrol team's shift change pattern, analyzed the blind spots of all the surveillance cameras, and calculated the trigger thresholds of the sensors.

In the darkest hour before dawn, she once again became the messenger of death, using Sianwistan's explosive power and the precision of the sonic blade to pass through layers of invisible veils and finally enter Logagia's bedroom.

Logagia lay in bed, seemingly asleep due to the stress and medication of the past few days, but her brow was furrowed, indicating that she was not sleeping soundly.

Mower gently placed the container containing Elliot Guan's head on Logagia's bedside table, directly in front of his face. She even carefully adjusted the angle to ensure that Logagia could clearly see Guan's face, frozen in his final expression of terror, the moment he opened his eyes.

After doing all this, she didn't linger at all, quickly retreating along the original route and disappearing into the gradually brightening morning light.
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When Logagia awoke from a nightmare hours later and instinctively looked toward his bedside, he saw a terrifying sight that he would never be able to escape for the rest of his life.

Guan's unseeing eyes were staring straight at him.

A heart-wrenching scream shattered the tranquility of the mansion.

Logagia tumbled off the bed, his body drenched in cold sweat, trembling uncontrollably, and vomit mixed with tears smeared all over his face.

This time, he truly and without any buffer felt the cold touch of death.

Not only could his subordinates be killed, but such a bloody "gift" could also be left in what he considered his safest and most private lair.

All the anger, all the shouting, all the thoughts of revenge were shattered at this moment, leaving only boundless fear and exhaustion from surviving the ordeal.

He understood the message perfectly: this matter was over, and any further action would mean his own demise.

Within the biotechnology sector, executives who were already skeptical of Logagia's radical stance quickly united upon learning of this, effectively sidelining Logagia's decision-making power.

After an emergency consultation, the company unanimously decided to acquiesce to the boundaries drawn by the other party, cease all targeted actions, and swallow this bitter pill.

Survival is far more important than empty pride and unfeasible revenge.
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Mowell successfully returned to the abandoned town workshop and reported back to Chen Yu, briefly reporting on the completion of the transaction and the delivery of the warning.

Chen Yu simply received the information calmly, without even removing the crimson optical lens from the data analysis interface of the dimension teleporter.

For him, these two things were just clearing away small obstacles on his research path.

Military technology companies received the "technological scraps" they wanted and will pay for them in kind; biotechnology companies received an unmistakable final warning and will most likely choose to remain silent.

External interference has been temporarily suppressed.

His attention had already refocused on the fluctuating energy readings and complex resonant waveforms.

That is the path to real resources and power, far more valuable than dealing with the world's corporations.

Inside the workshop, only the low hum of the equipment and the mechanical priest's silent quest for deeper mysteries remained.

(End of this chapter)