Long-term salvation

"I understand what you mean... Has the [Organization] reached a cooperation with Mr. Hammond, or is it coveting his company's technology? The latter possibility is indeed very high, because InGen is indeed a giant in this kind of market - Do you want to mobilize the Army Without Borders?"

Although the Army Without Borders is developing rapidly now, it will take longer to establish a rapid reaction force around the world with high-quality troops and sufficient technical weapons capable of resisting the counterattack of the Organization, suppressing disasters in the outside world, and even fighting against the armed forces of local governments.

Even though the [Organization] suffered a great loss last time and had to retreat to lick its wounds, the confrontation between light and darkness and the fierce fighting on a squad-scale never stopped!

Therefore, in the past one or two years, it is best not to start a large-scale war - the soldiers of the Army Without Borders are not biological weapons like Umbrella or clone soldiers of ATC, and they do not have an advantage in a large-scale war of attrition.

"Then, the intelligence department under Noah's supervision will collect relevant information, and the troops also need to be prepared."

Rhodes considered the location of Isla Nublar, where the park would be built. It was on the west coast of Costa Rica, far from the main area of ​​activity of the Army Without Borders. However, his own "Imperial Guard" did not have this concern.

"I will have Helen take the mass-produced Nikkis from the Alicorn submarine and stand by. If necessary, we can directly intervene with armed forces."

"That's good. You make the decision, Chairman."

Director Grant took a sip of his tea, his gaze passing over Rhode and sweeping across the girls around him who were listening intently. Then, with some ill intentions in his heart, Director Grant lowered his voice, his eyebrows curved into a funny expression, and asked with a smile:

"So, our great Chairman Rhodes, which girl are you planning to take with you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Rhodes felt several gazes locked onto his back!

The breath of the beasts slowly rose up and intertwined in the room, almost making the air stagnate. If most of the girls in Hill Villa were not out or working in their rooms, they would have been provoked by some guys (such as Nyako, Nyako, and Nyako) and started a fight.

Now, even though the girls were still whispering about their own things and chatting with their companions, they were listening carefully to what was happening here:

However, Hanuma Makoto and Seizono Mika reacted faster—their bodies directly bypassed their brains, controlling their mouths and making them shout loudly:

"Take me with you!" x2

"...Don't take her!" x2

"Don't imitate my speech!" x2

Watching the two people's crosstalk-like conversation, Rhodes put down his teacup helplessly, turned around and said to Weihua:

"Weihua, don't you still have to go with Mary and the others to prepare for the Global Occult Alliance?"

"Eh? Uh... indeed," the pink-haired girl was startled. Before Makoto could say anything, she picked up a Swiss roll and stuffed it into her mouth, making the demon head make a weird whining sound. "Then I'll have to wait for next time... Damn it, you got away with it!"

"Kouhee, kouhee, you failed, angel! The savior of mankind will be mine!"

"Don't talk like a villain!"

Rhode sighed, listening to the still-continuous noises behind him. He then looked at Bai Zi, who had already turned around and left to pack up his things. He could only look at Director Grant, who still had a funny expression on his face, and said unhappily:

"Abigail and Nayako, Makoto, Shiroko, Little Red Riding Hood, and me, there are six of us in total. We are the only ones who have more free time in Hill Manor. Everyone else has their own things to do."

"You are so welcome, Chairman Rhodes."

"Same here, Director Alan Grant, who's been entangled with Ms. Ellie Sattler, are you going to propose to her? Remember to have more children, she loves children."

"You'd better think about your own descendants, Chairman Luo De."

Descendants? That word instantly silenced the entire living room, and no one made any more noise. A slightly eerie atmosphere drifted between everyone, until it was disrupted seconds later by Nayako, who casually brought up another topic.

Everything returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

The two men looked at each other, their eyes twitching slightly, and there was a subtle disdain for the person in front of them.

"...Let's go now," Rhodes said.

"Yes," Director Grant, realizing his gaffe, quickly agreed, "We must leave now."

Chapter 445: Jurassic Park!

The summer sun sprinkled on the western waters of Costa Rica like melted gold foil. Although a storm was about to arrive, the sea surface was still as smooth as ironed silk, with shimmering waves.

The helicopter cast its shadow on the sea and headed towards Nublar Island ahead in the slightly dull warm wind.

"Thank you for coming, Dr. Alan Grant! And this one... Mr. Rhodes!"

So says John Hammond, the founder of InGen, a white-haired, affable old man—the film version, not the novel version, who is dark, money-minded, and the archetypal vicious businessman.

"I've heard of your fame in the investment world. Names like 'The Count of Monte Cristo,' 'The Revivalist of Aperture Technology,' and 'The King of the Plastic Man Kingdom,'" Hammond said with a grin. He adjusted his hat and said to Rhodes, who looked helpless, with a hint of sarcasm. "Although there are always rumors that you have a close relationship with Jonathan Irons, I personally don't believe it."

"Yeah, yeah, I don't believe it either."

Alan Grant, who was standing nearby, echoed this. He was wearing sunglasses and looking at the sea outside the helicopter, looking a little absent-minded:

"Ions couldn't have given birth to such a handsome son."

This immediately filled the entire helicopter with cheerful laughter, but Rhodes secretly recorded this with the [Box of Shiting] and sent it to Irons - based on speculation, he should be sleeping now, and Rhodes was sure that he would receive it the first time he woke up and opened his eyes.

After Xiaokeng dealt with Director Grant, Rhode reached out and pushed Nayako back. He rested his chin on Abigail's head in his arms and said to Nikki and Satan who were leaning against the window and watching the island getting closer:

"Ladies, it's time for you to return to your seats. We'll be there soon."

Bai Zi was sitting properly, but his wolf ears were shaking constantly, and he was obviously not as calm as his expression showed.

"Hi, hi, hi," Little Red Riding Hood shrugged. She sat back in her original seat, stretched, and said slowly, "It seems like I haven't been on an operation with the Commander for a long time, but this time there's nothing to do."

"Rest is important, too, Little Red Riding Hood."

As Rod said this, he pulled the jumping Makoto over and felt more excited about the upcoming journey.

Similarly, he also noticed another small island that Hammond had just mentioned - Isla Sorna, which is the dinosaur research and development and breeding base (Island B). The dinosaurs bred there will be placed on Isla Nublar (Island A).

More than ten minutes later, the helicopter slowly landed on the helipad of Nublar Island, and the group then changed to an off-road vehicle and drove along the road.

As you delve deeper into the rainforest in the heart of the island, you'll see another form of richness – nature here has been reshaped by human wisdom, ambition, and desire. Ancient plants blend with modern plants, making the greenery here deeper and richer than anywhere else on the planet.

The scorching sun at noon evaporates the mist in the forest into floating gauze, which then gathers in the valley filled with ferns, turning into waves surrounding the island, overlapping and rolling layer by layer, and clinging to the giant beasts that shuttle through the forest.

Even the petite ancient creatures were like this. They hid among the bushes and tangled vines, looking at the outsiders curiously with their clear animal eyes, thinking about how to tear off the "skin" and eat the soft flesh and internal organs underneath.

Perhaps we need to peel off the outer layer of "hard skin" that even fangs can hardly penetrate?

Rhode noticed some of the instinctive, beastly looks, but he didn't take them to heart, because now a greater shock was unfolding before him and before all the visitors:

The SUV stopped and parked in the past.

Human beings are standing in the present, facing the Jurassic period, the Cretaceous period - and the past.

"No...impossible..."

Director Alan Grant took off his sunglasses shakily, his lips trembling, and the blood pressure suddenly rushed to his brain, causing the paleontologist's eyes to begin to black out... Wait, it can't get any darker, he can't faint before he is sure whether it is true or not!

Director Grant stumbled out of the car and walked forward, wanting to reach out and touch the beast that was howling so long. But as soon as he stretched out his hand, he quickly withdrew it, as if he was afraid of puncturing the illusion before him.

Director Grant turned and looked at Rhode, a strange expression of mixed joy and sorrow on his face. He wanted to say something but couldn't, leaving only a foolish smile:

"Dinosaur! Rod, did you see that? A dinosaur!"

"Yeah, I saw it," Rhode nodded slightly, his face inevitably showing some emotion as he muttered to himself, "It has nothing to do with the other world. It's a masterpiece of pure human wisdom."

"Those books that say they are cold-blooded animals can all be torn up... They are completely inapplicable..."

"Director Grant?"

Rhode called out the name of the man who was slowly approaching a Brachiosaurus. The girls walking with him were even bolder, climbing directly from the dinosaur's long tail, as if trying to run onto its back. This made Hammond and the staff accompanying them a little nervous, but after seeing how they could easily stand on the swaying tail and Rhode waving at them, they stopped talking.

"Damn... this brachiosaur's neck is 25 feet... no, 27 feet... damn, it's definitely 30 feet!"

"Director Grant?" Rhodes had no choice but to call the excited director's name again. The latter was carefully watching the dinosaur standing on its hind legs to reach higher leaves.

"Rod, how fast do you think they can run?"

Without noticing Rhode's shout, Director Grant simply asked cheerfully. He stared at everything in front of him with fascination, from the nearby Brachiosaurus to the Parasaurolophus drinking water from the distant lake. The entire beautiful ancient world slowly unfolded before him, so much so that in that moment, the director forgot his responsibility to save human civilization and all worldly worries.

Rhodes shut up and left this short time to him. As he said before: rest is also important.

"How fast? We tested a T. rex at 32 miles per hour."

Hammond came over with a smile on his face. He liked to see this expression on everyone who came here. Only Mr. Rhodes and his female companions didn't have that expression - they really were in an amusement park - but it wasn't bad this way, was it?

"Tyrannosaurus-Rex?" Director Grant's eyes widened. "You have one... say it again!"

"We have a T-Rex!"

"..."

Director Grant slumped to the ground, his vision going darker and darker, as if he saw the dinosaur fossils in his own archaeological excavation site come alive - they were really alive now!

Director Grant looked at Rhodes with a pleading look, and then saw the latter squat down and whispered in his ear:

"It has nothing to do with the other world."

"That's good...that's good..."

"It's a pity," Rhodes said calmly as he stood up straight and looked at the dinosaurs before him. "They're not 'dinosaurs'. They're just genetically engineered monsters that look like dinosaurs."

Director Grant: “…”

"But even so, we still let them into this world," Hammond restrained his smile. He didn't feel offended. When the first dinosaur was born from the eggshell, all the accusations and pain in the past, present, and future disappeared without a trace. "People will see them, and they will continue to exist on this island."

"I sincerely hope so, Mr. Hammond."

As Rod spoke, bits and pieces of fragmented memories of "Jurassic World" emerged in his mind, especially the tyrannical Tyrannosaurus Rex in it... But after all, it was just a carbon-based creature, and it was nothing in today's world where all kinds of monsters and demons were competing with each other.

As long as no one tries to use this technology to cause trouble, it will be fine.

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The waters near Costa Rica.

A container ship that is not on any official record or route is slowly approaching. It is sticking to the howling wind currents of the tropical storm and is heaving up and down in the turbulent waves.

Chapter 446: Happy Times Before the Storm

Nublar Island was basking in the sunshine, while Rhodes and his party were wandering on the island - the island was much larger than he had imagined, and the dinosaurs raised there were more than what was shown in the movie.

"We've extracted dinosaur DNA from many ancient mosquitoes of unknown species sealed in amber," Hammond said as he walked beside Rhodes, leaning on his crutches.

"As for this amber...most of it was found on islands near a storm zone in the Pacific Ocean. It's as if something from an island there was blown out by a storm. Of course, quite a bit was also discovered through archaeological excavations in underground rock formations."

Speaking of this, Hammond's face showed some insoluble confusion. He vaguely realized that he and InGen seemed to have brushed the edge of a terrifying abyss, and were only a hair's breadth away from being shattered to pieces!

Hammond took a few deep breaths and gripped his cane tightly, as if it could bring him strength and courage, just like the sticks that our ancient ancestors picked up from the ground. After a few seconds of silence, the white-haired old man continued:

"Those in the Storm Zone are more 'fresh,' but their DNA is so chaotic and riddled with mutations that modern science can't understand that they're practically unusable. We even believe they aren't from ancient Earth creatures! To be on the safe side, we prioritized using the amber found in the underground rock formations and sealed the other samples in the cultivation base. Fortunately, we succeeded."

Hearing the old man beside him say this, Rhodes touched his chin and memorized the word "storm zone" in his mind. He planned to let Helen take the Alicorn to approach from the bottom of the sea to take a look when she is free.

At this moment, Hammond was taking Rhodes and a few others to visit the Velociraptor enclosure. There were three Velociraptors in the enclosure, hiding in the large and dense leaves of the forest, looking at the "meat" outside with eyes that were mixed with cunning and savage.

These ferocious beasts actually looked more like Deinonychus, and were much more intelligent.

Rhode, wearing his all-seeing eye mask, surveyed the velociraptors below. A whirlwind blew by, followed by Hanuma Makoto's cheerful laughter.

"I'm going to go down and feed those dinosaurs! Herbivorous dinosaurs are really boring! Wuhu~~~"

"W-what?!" Hammond screamed, and along with the surrounding staff, they watched in horror as the girl leaped over the high-voltage fence, landed lightly inside the fence, and disappeared into the leaves. "For God's sake, Mr. Rhodes, get your female companion out! We just lost an employee to a velociraptor last month!"

"God is watching, it's okay."

Rhode quickly comforted the white-haired old man beside him, patting his back to calm him down before adding:

"Don't worry, the velociraptors will be fine. Makoto never breaks other people's things."

"Is that the problem?!"

Director Alan Grant, who was a little further away, was even more indifferent. After listening to Rhodes' detailed introduction about how the dinosaur genes here were mixed with gene fragments from frogs, he felt a little more understanding and regretful... However, as Mr. Hammond said, it was enough to allow these giants to reappear in the world.

Director Grant yawned as he thought about this, watching as the people around him frantically prepared to drive the nearby Labor engineering robot to rescue the people.

Any close encounter with large, carnivorous dinosaurs in Jurassic Park requires this machine, and it is more than enough to save the driver's life - the ability to use complex tools is the key to humans standing out from all creatures in nature.

But when the two Labor robots approached, Makoto emerged from the woods, riding on the largest velociraptor. The girl's face was still a little dirty, and even her smile had become silly:

"Sensei! Look, the big red dragon is riding on a dinosaur!"

There seemed to be some bruises on one side of the head of the velociraptor under the girl, and a tooth had disappeared without a trace. It was obvious that the two "dragons" had not reached an agreement on the riding issue.

"...These two don't seem to have anything to do with each other," Rhodes sighed helplessly. He turned his head and saw that the other girls also had eager expressions on their faces.