Hello, Arknights

"Little crumbs."

"I'm here, I'm here. What's the matter?" Although he couldn't see this guy, Ling Dengxian always felt that he was eating dragon fruit and even wiped his mouth.

"Although I have been exercising regularly recently, but... isn't this improvement a bit too big?" Ling Dengxian stood up and moved the last box of screws to the tidy utility room. He wiped the sweat off his face, turned around and headed for the open space to start today's exercise.

"Isn't that a good thing?" Xiaoxie didn't seem to understand what Ling Dengxian was worried about. "Are you still not happy?"

"I can now do 120 push-ups, but ten days ago, I could only do 50." Anyone who has exercised knows that this doesn't make sense.

"Oh, just treat it as a novice protection period, otherwise you might make a wrong step in the future and your life would be in danger." Xiaoxie's tone sounded quite nonchalant, as if he was going to turn around and immerse himself in the TV series the next second.

"Little crumbs!"

"Host," Xiaoxie's voice was slow and pleasant, "since luck favors you temporarily, don't waste it."

"Why bother about where you came from?"

The conversation fell silent. Ling Dengxian found it hard to describe his current mood. It was very strange... very strange. This guy's tone was very soothing, but there was a hint of malice hidden in it, and his reaction...

Fear, anger, doubt, disgust, and irritability.

Why is there such a reaction? Fear has no source, anger is exaggerated, doubt is foggy, disgust is inexplicable, and irritability has no source.

There is no more voice in my head.

How can I not be entangled...

Ling Dengxian began to exercise in silence, but his movements were more powerful than before.

A laboratory somewhere in Columbia.

The white lounge was simply decorated. There were two white sofas, a set of pale tables and chairs, and the only thing around was a silent clock on the wall.

Middle-aged Liberi sat at a round table in the middle of the simple white lounge, reading an experimental report in his hand. He did not move for a long time, like a marble statue, his face calm without a ripple.

The man slowly put down the report in his hand, his handsome face still unchanged, and then walked straight to the door. When he opened the door, he saw an excited face: "Director! The results are out! The energy import rate--"

"14.37 percent, 70 percent instrument damage rate, and the experimental subject is dead. Are the results different from what I predicted?" The man's voice was flat without any ups and downs.

"Uh, Director...sometimes I really wonder if you have eaten the analytical equipment." Researcher Rossi was puzzled at first, and then turned to admiration after a few seconds, "You have hardly ever been to the scene."

The man glanced at the young Caprini in front of him, frowned, and then his expression became somewhat noncommittal, and he waved his hand to signal him to go out.

Rossi walked out of the lounge in confusion and ran into another researcher he knew. He sighed to her, "Norsa, do you think Dr. Dolan is starting to forget things? I just went to submit an experimental report, and he talked about a bunch of data analysis that had nothing to do with the report, and he didn't take the report. I can't say anything—"

"Let me have a look at the report."

At the same time, the Liberian man poked his head out of the house with an expressionless face: "By the way, Dr. Rossi, your report is about Experiment C-2, which is not under my jurisdiction. This is Area G5 on the third floor. You should be looking for Dr. Dog in Area C5 on the eighth floor."

"I forgot to tell you just now." After saying this, the man stepped back.

"..."

"Dr. Dolan doesn't like to embarrass others or himself. Generally speaking, he chooses the lesser of two evils." Female researcher Agor shook her head and held up the report in her hand. "This is the B-2 experiment supervised by Dr. Dolan. Researcher Rossi, are you too tired recently? Find some time to rest."

Rossi stood there awkwardly, while the dark-haired Agor strolled into the room to report.

"..." Dr. Dolan did not speak after listening to the report. He just stroked his hair in silence.

"Dr. Dolan, that's just a death row prisoner." Norsa saw what he was thinking.

"...I keep thinking about what that guy said." Dolan waved his hand, "I won't write about this kind of result next time."

“You can calculate it.”

"Forget it... Rhine Life?"

"The boss plans to cooperate with them and wants to ask for your opinion."

"Cooperation?" The man's calm face finally showed a hint of sarcasm. "What did the boss promise them?"

"The results of Experiment C-7."

"It's still ongoing... Rhine Life is only worth a technology related to flight and space?"

"Boss, do you really want to cooperate this time? Rhine Life wants to experiment with C-4, and Boss didn't refuse outright. Boss is not an evil ghost. The last organization was acquired by Boss because it couldn't continue."

"Extreme condition metal. It should be classified as a Class B experiment... Heh." The man shook his head, not commenting on the half-truth. "I don't have any objection. If you have to say something, ask the boss to be more gentle. I have helped him contact the Colombian government eight times. It's a bit annoying. What does he want to do recently? Several B-3 products have been destroyed. That thing is a non-renewable resource. It can't be made anymore."

"I don't know, but the boss has made some arrangements in Victoria."

"No need to tell me. How's the B-7 experiment going?"

"The test subject is still within the permitted range of 'escaping'. Although it is a failure, it seems to have great potential."

"...What about B-1?" Dolan asked after a moment's hesitation.

"The boss seems to have an idea." After saying that, Norsa winked at him, bowed and left.

But Dolan didn't want to leave yet.

He wanted to spend more time for himself. What was he going to do with it? To reminisce? To relieve his stress? No, he was just regretting.

On the wall in the corridor is an image of a pair of angel wings and devil wings reflected up and down. In the middle of the logo is a half-open eye, which looks like a woman's eye from the lines.

Positive and negative, standing on top of each other; good and evil, growing from the same source. Half-open eyes reveal endless unknowns... or perhaps a higher perspective.

Here is the scepter and all.

If Ling Deng was here casually, he would be shocked to find that he had never heard of this organization, at least he had no information about it in the first seven chapters of the main storyline.

What he also didn't know was that there were many major changes in this land that he was not aware of.

The road ahead will be watered with blood and tears, with every step we take.

That's why the young man was working so hard and sweating under the sun.