Absolute Zone Zero: As a corpse, elegance needs no words

"Ah... This is what I've always dreamed of. It's simply too perfect. Major, when will you find him?"

"'Fire Picker'... that's a great name you picked."

"I really can't wait... Owning, possessing, 'Fire Picker' is a gift from God..."

In a cold and clean laboratory, a woman sitting in front of a virtual electronic screen was speaking excitedly.

She looked at the secret military footage on the screen, her round glasses shining coldly.

Xin was fiddling with the latest small video device in his hand, listening to a slightly morbid sound in his ear, and looked up.

"You are all really more invincible than the other."

A man who fell in love at first sight started a "Fire Picker" society and spent all day hanging out in a forum called Hollow Walker.

One has become what he is now, wishing he could fly to the "Fire Picker" immediately, and the thoughts in his mind are like those of a pervert.

"What do you know? This is a perfect creation born from nature, a being born of the world itself!"

The woman in the wheelchair snorted disdainfully and looked at the fixed image on the virtual screen. It was the scene of Xuan Li fighting with the defense forces before absorbing the Crete Void.

She clasped her hands in front of her, a smile on her face.

“It’s perfect…”

"That's right, that's how it should be. Those failed products, semi-finished products, and defective products are completely incomparable..."

The woman murmured to herself, as if at this moment in her heart, there was no room for anything else except the "Fire Collector".

"Haha, you take them so seriously, they might just kick you into the stinking ditch."

Xin sneered and said bluntly.

"Hey, why are you so mean lately?"

The woman frowned. If the wheelchair wasn't inconvenient to move...

"Stop talking nonsense. How do we define cooperation?"

Xin withdrew his gaze and did not respond to the woman's words. He slightly folded the pair of wings at his waist and spoke directly.

"As for cooperation... Don't worry, we will fully support you, with technology, materials, money, anything."

"But I have a request."

"There's only one request."

The woman's expression calmed down, and a dangerous glint flashed in her calm eyes.

Xinhe turned his head and looked at her with an indifferent expression.

Seeing that nothing could be seen, the woman suddenly smiled again, her smile as beautiful as a flower, and the gradually tense atmosphere in the laboratory melted away.

"I don't care what you do with Fire Gatherer, but in the end he will be mine."

Xin pondered for a moment and nodded slightly.

"Okay, I promise you."

After the words fell, the laboratory returned to silence, with only the slight ticking sound of electronic instruments.

"By the way, as far as I know, there are many people targeting the Fire Picker, especially those from the Wistar Society. You should pay more attention."

The cooperation has been confirmed. At least for now, both parties are on the same front, and they will prosper and suffer together.

"I'll pay attention."

Xin's eyes flickered as he continued.

"There are also many enemies outside of New Airito, and they are also involved. It's calm now, but it's only because the Fire Picker is hard to find."

"Changes are frequent within Hollow Zero, and the Scepter Army is tied up. We need to prepare as soon as possible."

"Besides, I have a question for you."

Xin slowly walked to the side of the woman sitting in the wheelchair, his eyes shining under his pink hair.

"According to the professor's wishes, cooperation is the best option. Why do those people harbor such hostility towards the Fire Pickers?"

"Huh? Major Xin, your family played a significant role in the founding of the old capital, and one of your elders was quite famous back then."

"You don't understand this?"

The woman looked up and saw Xinzhen's puzzled expression. She couldn't help but laugh and started to explain.

"Before the old capital was built, helpless people believed in false gods, longing for their salvation from birth to death."

"You still remember the words that people sang when the old capital was built."

"We cut off evil."

"We split the sky."

"We're out of the fog."

“We march toward truth.”

The woman placed her hands on her legs, lowered her eyes and whispered

“Man is destroyed by his own pride, and he also thrives by his own pride.”

"Man does not exist because of God, but God was born because of man. This is the truth that those guys believe in."

"Some say that cutting-edge scholars are a bunch of lunatics, and that's actually true. They're constantly groping on the path to creating 'gods,' which is both admirable and awe-inspiring."

Listening to the woman's words, Xin suddenly remembered a sentence he had heard before.

Some sacrifices are inevitable. For the sake of a new world and a great cause, what's wrong with abandoning some people?

Yes, those people are indeed a bunch of lunatics...

The woman noticed Xin's reaction, but she didn't care and continued

"That's why, with the world's autonomously born 'god' right before their eyes, all they need to do is follow the trend, observe its changes, and wait for it to grow. But all they want is to study and destroy it."

"But in my opinion, what's the difference? One is born and raised by nature, and the other is created by humans."

"It would be fine if the latter could succeed, but they are all just some unpresentable goods. And now a group of people are fighting over these defective products left over from the fall of the old capital."

"Besides that, there are some people who want to control this power without even considering whether they are worthy of it."

The woman was very disdainful. Xin glanced at her silently after hearing what she said. What was the difference between what she said and scolding herself...

"Thank you."

"Time is limited, so I won't bother you."

Xin replied softly, and then without saying anything else, chose to say goodbye.

As she watched Xin leave the laboratory, the woman in the wheelchair's expression gradually grew gloomy.

"Tsk, you're pretending quite well."

"I don't believe that's all you want."

"The Staff Army... let's just pretend to be friendly for a while..."

The laboratory was quiet. She first carefully appreciated the short video for a while, and after making herself feel happy, she planned to turn it off.

At this moment, a voice came from the communication device beside him.

"The batch of extremely pure ether has been delivered. Scholars, please come over."

After the words fell, the laboratory returned to silence.

The woman raised her hand and pressed the button beside her, looking at her intact legs, wondering what she was thinking.

The wheelchair turned, and a moment later, the laboratory was plunged into darkness.

outside the laboratory.

"Oh, you finally came out, what happened?"

The girl with the bun hair took the returned letter and asked curiously.

"It went well, but she wants the rights to Fire Gatherer."

"What?! I didn't even dare to ask for such a thing, but she actually..."