The arrogant female CEO’s personal expert

For Jiang You, the next deep war zone operation is very important.

He needs to test the effect of the totem of the Northern War Zone. If An Jiaran can become the new master of the Northern War Zone, it means that the totem of the Northern War Zone will be used again.

For the Northern Theater.

In fact, they had almost lost twenty years ago. In fact, the opponent had been controlling the fifteen families in Longdu over the years, forcing the heir Zhao Yunlin to live in Tanhai City.

Although they did not die, they were isolated and the entire war zone was almost occupied.

"After twenty years, why kill Zhao Yunlin at this time?" This question suddenly flashed through Jiang You's mind.

The failure of the Northern Theater occurred twenty years ago.

If Zhao Yunlin was killed at that time, the Northern War Zone could truly declare victory.

But the other party did not do so.

Instead, he used a strange balance to allow people from the fifteen families in Longdu to stay in the northern war zone to practice.

"They must know something." Jiang You thought to himself.

The guys from the other world are more or less aware of the changes in the war zone on the island, and are deliberately condoning them.

Because this is in their interest.

"Waiting for twenty years, why didn't a similar situation happen twenty years ago?" Jiang You thought of this, and suddenly looked up at the sky. A special emotion suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart.

Without further investigation, Jiang You just asked Tanaka Mancun to find the researchers first, while he went to the war zone alone and wandered around in it.

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A deserted island in an island country.

A middle-aged man with disheveled hair and a white coat was dozing off on the table.

His name is Rikuo Ueda, and he used to be one of the important researchers of the island nation's war zone forces. However, he has not received research funds from the organization for a long time. The equipment in the institute has long been out of order, and normal research cannot be carried out at all. More importantly, they lost the qualifications to enter the war zone a long time ago.

Very simple.

There is so little space in the war zone, and it would be a waste if those who enter it are not talented fighters.

Many of Ueda Rikuo's former colleagues either transferred to combat departments or found new jobs directly, and only he stayed here.

It’s not that Ueda Rikuo is so passionate about research, nor is he particularly obsessed with anything. The only reason he stays here is that he has nowhere else to go.

He came from a small village in the countryside and had an inexplicable desire for big cities since he was a child, but at the same time, he was a little afraid of meeting people.

Getting a position as a researcher was already a great fortune for him, so he had always been cautious and saved his salary without spending it recklessly.

After the research was abandoned, there was no special notice from above, only the salary payments and research funds for all researchers were suspended.

In fact, there is no such thing as salary in this kind of business. It's all research funds. Once a large sum of money is transferred in, it can be used for your own expenses. It is your own little treasury and you can use it however you want.

But if the research funds are stopped, then naturally all kinds of expenses cannot be paid from them, and salaries will naturally become useless.

But the only advantage is that the institute still has water and electricity.

Because the society simply didn't care about this research department, and it could even be said that they had forgotten the existence of such a department, but they had no intention of driving them away. The water and electricity were paid by the society's specialized personnel, and they had not received any instructions to stop paying for them, so they had been retained.

For a big city where every inch of land is valuable, a place as big as the research institute is undoubtedly an excellent place for Rikuo Ueda to settle down.

In addition, he had always been frugal and spent every penny wisely. He had saved a lot of money before. After solving the housing problem, he would at least have no problem surviving in the big city.

Now, he is playing games.

A very popular zombie game nowadays, a first-person perspective, shooting game.

Rikuo Ueda has never been a workaholic, nor does he like doing research. He just came here by chance. He feels that this is how his life will be like for the rest of his life. He will definitely not be able to get married. No woman would be attracted to an otaku like him, especially an otaku who doesn't even have his own house.

Just when Ueda Rikuo was having fun playing games, the phone rang.

"Huh!?" Ueda Rikuo frowned.

Are you hallucinating again?

This phone hasn't rung for a long time.

Before, he would occasionally feel that the phone was ringing, but whenever he hurried to answer it, he would find that it was actually an auditory hallucination.

Because this is an internal number of the society, no one from outside will call in, not even sales calls.

It can be said that this is as lonely as snow.

At first, Ueda Rikuo didn't care and just played the game by himself.

But the phone stopped ringing after a while and then rang again.

The continuous ringing of the phone made Ueda Rikuo realize that it was not an auditory hallucination, but someone was really calling.

"It's over." Ueda Rikuo muttered.

A bad feeling rose in his heart.

Will the research institute finally be taken back?

Rikuo Ueda didn't think there was anything that could be done with a research institute that had been vacant for so long. The only possibility was that they were planning to clear it out.

After all, it wouldn't be right to leave such a big place to a otaku.

I answered the phone tremblingly.

"Hello, Mid-Term Research Institute." said Rikuo Ueda.

"Hello, please let the person in charge answer the phone." The tone from the other end was very stiff, making Ueda Rikuo feel even more uneasy.

principal!?

Rikuo Ueda looked back at the empty laboratory.

Although the original equipment was not sold, it was already covered with dust. The remaining computers used for research and analysis were also turned into game consoles by him.

Who is in charge?

Oh, yes, I am the person in charge.

A scene flashed through Ueda Rikuo's mind. It was when his superior was leaving, he was drunk and tried his best to persuade him to find another way out, saying that there was no future and hope here.

At the same time, he handed over the position of person in charge to Rikuo Ueda.

Being the person in charge means he is responsible for turning the lights on and off every day. As for whether to clean the place or not, it all depends on Ueda Lusheng's preference.

"I am the person in charge." Rikuo Ueda responded.

If they want to withdraw this organization, then they have to withdraw it. Ueda Rikuo has already been thinking in his mind whether to go back to the countryside to farm or continue to look for a cheap house to rent in this big city.