People in Xingtie are good at hugging thighs

......

At midnight, on the second floor of Natasha's clinic, Mercer, who found no trace of Natasha, vented all his anger on Wach.

After putting the only three tubes of red potion on the laboratory table into his pocket, Mercer gave the man in front of him an ultimatum with a cold face.

"Dr. Wach, I'm sorry, you don't have any research funding for next month!"

"Ah? How could this happen!"

Hearing this, Dr. Wah, who had been standing trembling in front of Mercer, collapsed a little and fell limply to the ground.

Now, his Snowstorm Immune Reagent is only a matter of overcoming the last challenge before completion. Now that Mercer wants to cut off his funding, isn't that asking for his life?

"Lord Mercer, please give me another chance!"

"It will only take three months. Oh no, two months at most. I guarantee that the snowstorm immunity will be successful."

Glancing sideways at Dr. Wah who was hugging his thigh tightly, Mercer narrowed his eyes and spoke in a drawn-out tone.

"Oh~ Two months! That's not too long..."

Facing Wahena's hopeful gaze, Mercer suddenly changed the subject.

"But, I refuse!"

After saying this, he no longer paid attention to the screams coming from behind him, flicked his sleeves, turned around and left.

To be fair, it's not that Mercer is short of Wach's funding.

The main reason was that Mercer was in a bad mood today. He had no reason to target Natasha and he couldn't deal with her brother!

Moreover, Wah is a big problem now. He was able to research many things when he was exiled to the snowfield, but now he can't research anything you ask for.

If there were no special entertainment activities in the lower area, Mercer would have begun to suspect whether Wah used the funds he gave him to soak his feet.

Well, it’s a bit outrageous!

In short, Moser decided to push this guy first to see if he could give it a try. After all, people's potential can only be pushed out.

Of course, if it really cannot be forced out by then, Mercer will most likely continue to approve funding for Wach.

After all, there is something interesting about the wind and snow immunity that Wah has researched.

Although the ability to be immune to wind and snow is important, what really matters to Mercer is the process of achieving this result.

That is to allow the body's organs and circulation to perform continuous and controllable temperature rise.

Imagine if we make a slight modification so that this thing can do more than just heat up, what would it do?

Wow, the potential of this thing is really limitless!

While thinking about some random things, Mercer slowly walked to the first floor of the clinic.

Maybe it's because it's midnight, unlike the noisy days in the past, it's quiet here now.

Moser looked at the empty ward with some surprise, and without thinking much, he reached out and opened the door.

However, the person standing behind the door gave Mercer a shock. It was the owner of the clinic - Natasha.

[Name: Natasha]

【Level: 27】

[Status: Tired]

Unlike her usual doctor attire, Dr. Natasha, who was wearing a black tight combat suit, was particularly eye-catching.

There is a hint of tenderness and charm in his heroic appearance, matched with the pair of bright headlights in the clinic.

"Cough cough..."

Mercer bowed his body somewhat unnaturally, his expression very calm, and then greeted Natasha coldly.

"Good evening, Dr. Natasha! Just got back from work?"

However, what was somewhat beyond Mercer's expectations was that Dr. Natasha, who had always had a very casual relationship with him, was particularly proactive tonight.

First, he turned his body slightly to close the door of the clinic in a very abnormal manner, and then turned around and looked at Mercer steadily and said.

"Mr. Mercer, what a coincidence. I just happen to need your help with something."

Mercer: "......"

Watching Natasha skillfully turn around and close the door and lock it, Mercer now only wanted to ask one question: Doctor Natasha, are you awake? Are you sure you are begging for help?

The corner of his mouth twitched, and Moser felt that things were not simple.

As we all know, Dr. Natasha is an outstanding representative of independent women in Beloberg, the director of the orphanage, and an outstanding leader of the Underground Fire Organization in the lower class.

Natasha has never been one to ask for help from others, but once she does, it is always for a big deal.

But, so what? He, Moser, was no longer the Moser he was 12 hours ago. He was now extremely powerful.

Thinking of this, Mercer, who felt a little inflated, readily accepted Natasha's invitation.

......

In Natasha's small office, after both parties sat down, Moser spoke first.

"Tell me! What big thing happened in the lower district? For Xi'er's sake, I will definitely help if I can!"

"Then I would like to thank Mr. Mercer first!" Hearing this, a smile appeared on Natasha's pretty face.

After pouring a glass of warm water for Mercer, Natasha began to speak.

"The Great Guardian of Cocolia has now tightened the blockade of the lower areas. The food problem is easy to solve, but the medicine is becoming increasingly insufficient."

"Medicine?" Upon hearing this, Moser's brows frowned slightly.

"Don't you have your own way in the upper area? And I also left a loophole for you at the checkpoint. Isn't that enough?"

"It's far from enough." Natasha shook her head vigorously, and a look of sadness appeared on her face.

"Due to the blockade of the upper area, the lower area has become more and more chaotic. Even after the upper area tightened its blockade again yesterday, many people have begun to venture into the ancient ruins..."

"Wait, don't tell me you really want to save everyone in the lower district!"

Before Natasha could finish her emotional description of the situation in the lower area, Mercer interrupted her with a dark face.

"That's right!" However, facing Mercer's face full of disbelief, Natasha nodded firmly.

Mercer: "......"

I remember that although Natasha was quite kind in the plot, she was far from being such a saint!

Is it because I...

As if she saw the confusion on Mercer's face, Natasha suddenly spoke.

"Originally, the reason I selectively helped some people was because those were the only supplies I could get for the lower district."

"But you are different, Mr. Mercer. I know you have the ability. Since there is a chance to survive, I will fight for them no matter what."

"So, please, Mr. Mercer, help me!"

Looking at Natasha who bowed deeply to him, the corners of Mercer's mouth twitched unconsciously.

Oh no, am I being morally kidnapped?

After sighing deeply, Mercer spoke to Natasha in a very cold tone.

"Doctor Natasha, I advise you to wake up! You are not the Great Guardian, and you can't save everyone."

"You neither have that ability nor can you afford that price!"

"For Xi'er's sake, I can provide food, clothing, housing and transportation for the orphanage, but I won't give you a penny more for the rest of you."

"Goodbye!" Looking at Natasha who was still bowing, Mercer said nothing more and turned away.

However, what Mercer did not expect was that Natasha suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Mercer's arm when she saw this.

Then, with a loud crash, the tight black combat uniform slid to the ground.

"Please, Lord Mercer!"