Long-term salvation

"We've been walking deep in the forest for two hours. Logically, it should be dusk, but the sun is still as strong as at noon."

"Time and space in the other world are chaotic, and it is almost impossible to describe them according to the laws of nature in reality."

Keegan said calmly that he had carried out several missions. Although most of them were to capture cult members or support paranormal investigators, those few high-risk missions were enough to terrify the veteran - those missions were not even enough to be deployed by the [Mobile Task Force]!

"It is a supernatural dimension beyond the mundane and the imagination, an abyss that has been wantonly polluted and distorted by the torrent of extreme emotions."

"I really hope we won't build a base in the other world in the future," the corporal said, his words filled with helplessness and a hint of hope, "even if it's just for scientific research."

"It's hard to say. The boss's thoughts are as unpredictable as the otherworld. He will make the appropriate decision."

"That will allow him to take the red apple..."

"The life detector has picked up a signal! Five o'clock!"

Suddenly, the communication channel was filled with the shouts of soldiers at the end of the team, and the sound of rifle fire followed, startling a flock of unknown birds living in Arkham Forest.

The velociraptor ran wildly through the jungle, jumped out from the shadows of the forest, shook off the rain of bullets and quickly disappeared, leaving only a string of dense footprints.

"Be careful. These velociraptors like to use one to attract our attention and then attack from other directions."

Keegan warned, and wearing a mechanical exoskeleton, he quickly formed a circular defensive formation with others, vigilantly watching any movement around them - the drill was simple, just "kill" the enemy within four hours, but for a human soldier or a hunter, this time was too short.

Deep in the lingering mist of Arkham Forest, the soldiers advanced cautiously. Their detection devices were beginning to be interfered with by unknown signals, and faint, eerie whispers were creeping through the mist, gazing maliciously at the humans who had intruded.

"If we exceed the time limit, we'll also be deemed a failure, Captain," the corporal warned. He gripped his rifle tightly and activated the tactical laser, his heart pounding in his ears. "But I think this is much better than being dragged out of the forest by a velociraptor by the leg."

Hearing this, Keegan did not respond immediately, but continued to stare at the branches swaying in the mist and shadows. He could hear the sound of fallen leaves being trampled... and the sound was slowly approaching.

When his inner vigilance reached its peak, Keegan suddenly turned around, raised his head and raised his gun!

A velociraptor leaped out from the swaying branches, and the falling leaves entangled its savage body. Even in the scattered beams of light that shone through the gaps in the shade, its fangs and claws were flashing - flashing with cruel and ruthless pure hunger!

The three velociraptors attacked almost simultaneously, but their speed and strength were hardly affected by the bulletproof armor they wore. They were even able to use their headbutts to knock away a soldier of the Army Without Borders who was unable to dodge, thus disrupting the entire formation.

"Damn Aperture Technology!!!"

A soldier roared angrily, he raised his rifle but the bullets could only splash on the bulletproof armor - only hitting specific vital points would be considered as causing damage, but these velociraptors even had specially customized protective kits for their eyes!

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Even the Velociraptor said it’s good!

Deep in Arkham Forest, mist filled the air and shadows grew thick, illuminated only by the flickering fire of gunfire... and then, it was completely extinguished.

[The exercise is over, the result is determined to be failure]

"Another failed team," General Hammer shook his head. He smoked his cigar intermittently, with no expression of disappointment on his face.

"It's better to suffer a little loss now to avoid losing your life in the future."

Chapter 459: Sanzhushen Entertainment Group!

"Welcome everyone here and become a member of the newly established Sanzhushen Entertainment Group."

A silver-haired girl in a professional suit was standing with her arms folded in the bright conference room. In front of her was a circle of executives from various subsidiaries, who were looking back at her with curiosity and expectation.

Most of these men and women came from the Asset Management Department of the Cogito Foundation - this agency was responsible for managing and operating various assets under the name of the foundation, including physical and financial assets, to provide funds for the foundation's activities - Irons's capital injection into the foundation was also mainly concentrated here, in addition to the funds provided to each director for personal action.

As for now...after Nikki Yang started working for Rhodes, they also provided her with help and services.

Among these people, there are also many talents discovered by Nikki Yang in her business activities in recent years. They are loyal and enthusiastic, and after knowing the truth of the outside world, they are willing to play their own role in the business field.

At this moment, business people mainly working in the civilian entertainment industry were gathered in this conference room, ready to listen to the dark voice from the universe—

"First of all, it is necessary to integrate these entertainment industries. Our goal is not just to make money."

Nyako reached out and patted the whiteboard in front of her, and the pure white on it immediately twisted into the laurel crown and skull logo of the Army Without Borders, which made the faces of the participants more strange... Although they knew some wonderful stories from Hill Manor, they were more concerned with Nikki, who was chatting with two other descendants of the evil god.

"You need to portray Atlas Corporation, and even the future Army Without Borders, as heroes saving the world, all around the world. And—Rod—make him and his soldiers into heroes saving the world! Of course, this doesn't need to be fabricated with falsehoods. After all... you're truly working to save the world."

Nyarlathotep's descendant chuckled, his brows curved like a waning moon, his heart filled with uncontrollable joy.

For these three descendants of unspeakable gods, they do not care about the life and death of the Earth and most of the creatures on it. Even if there is any friendship, it becomes meaningless under the torrent of time - only the existence of the man in Hill Villa is worth cherishing, and the others are purely incidental.

However, Earth, this fantastic super-shithole world, is a great place for the evil gods to play. Because of this, Rhode didn't expect them to be willing to directly summon their fathers to deal with his enemies and the problems in the other world.

The evil gods have not seen enough of this game and trial, and a single offspring of an evil god is not capable of dealing with this super cesspool and the humans doing butterfly strokes in it - it would be a disgrace if they were killed by the little ants on this planet using "boats" or "dogs".

"That's why true stories need to be packaged, and if delicious snacks want to be known by more people and sell at a good price, exquisite packaging is essential."

Taking a deep breath, Nayako finally succeeded, trying hard to suppress the corners of her mouth that curled up, and continued:

"Similarly, the dangers of the other world need to be emphasized over and over again! We must ensure that you can react quickly when these things occur in the future, so start planning and preparing in advance now."

"If you don't occupy the position of public opinion, the enemy will!"

In front of a group of business elites, Nayako, who looked like a young girl, spoke eloquently. She quickly assigned tasks to each branch and the mutual cooperation mechanism, and her professionalism seemed to have been planned long ago:

From InGen, which has already completed acquisitions and investment, to Games Workshop, which sells plastic toys and board game pieces, to Netflix, which is transitioning from DVD rentals, to Activision, Ubisoft, and Blizzard, all subsidiaries of the massive video game company Thousand Dream Nights, and many other studios and secondary game production companies...

"The influence of movies, TV series, and novels goes without saying, but don't underestimate the development of video games. In the future, game graphics will even rival reality, and it won't be long before they become so advanced."

Nayako raised a finger and shook it. She thought of all the technologies Rhodes had brought back from the world of "Ace Combat" and her heart was filled with anticipation.

The games in the Famicom era were pretty bad. Let's see if we can come out with something like "Diablo 2" (2000) in the next two years, and then wait two years to come out with "Call of Duty", "Warcraft 3" (2003) and "World of Warcraft" (2004)... But the story of the Call of Duty series needs to be renovated in the future, and the names of the characters need to be changed, at least to avoid causing trouble for Captain Price of Task Force 141.

"Everyone, you must understand that making money is only part of the story," Nayako snapped her fingers, returning the whiteboard to its original state. "We need to cooperate with other divisions of the Army Without Borders to seize control of public opinion. Otherwise, we will be vulnerable to hostility in many regions in the future—especially in the age of the global internet!"

"We need to, either overtly or covertly, control global communication software and various websites that publish videos, images, and text, just like the YouTube website I plan to establish in the future (2005) when conditions are ripe. This will facilitate influence and control... ahem, I mean, guide people's thoughts and create a public opinion hegemony that belongs to the Army Without Borders and Rhodes alone!"

Pulling out the chair and sitting down, Nayako touched her fingers together, her face showing an unprecedented seriousness. She looked around at everyone present and solemnly warned:

"Besides earning funds, your mission is to cooperate with the [Reality Veil Administration] of the Army Without Borders to divert human society's attention from events in the Otherworld, and to block and intercept Otherworld pollution and related information on communication networks. This isn't something you can avoid with just a few words about 'privacy' and 'freedom'. Be prepared, I'm not the gentle Rhode. He actually executed the traitor with just bullets. What a waste!"

The dark aura of the offspring of the evil god instantly enveloped the entire conference room. The corners of her mouth opened to the sides, and the madness in her eyes flowed out, almost making the mortals present scream!

This terrifying vision lasted only a few seconds and quickly dissipated in the bright sunlight coming in from the window, but no one would think that it was just an illusion.

"We've already discussed responsibilities, obligations, rewards, and punishments," Nyarlathotep said calmly. She raised her eyes slightly, and her expression was completely devoid of the usual naiveté she wore when facing Rhode. Instead, she held a cruel, disdainful smile, the same as Nyarlathotep himself.

"Remember my identity. I am the descendant of a noble god who cannot be looked at directly, cannot be named, and cannot be called. This planet and its creatures are of no value to me—with the exception of my fiancé, Rhodes. Do you understand?"

"Understood!"xN

The executives stood up suddenly at the same time, and they applauded Rhodes with tears in their eyes - thanking the boss for feeding the demons with his own body and binding these offspring of the evil god to his side - even three of them!

This is truly a great blessing for human civilization!

Chapter 460: Daily Life: Miya's Time Alone

It's not too hot inside Hill House in the summer, especially in the early morning.

A ray of sunlight came through the window, shining warmly and brightly on the girl's face. The light was not too hot and dazzling at the moment, but it would be a different story if it lingered for a while.

Miya Aomori crawled out from under the thin blanket. She half opened her eyes and buried her face in the pillow for a while before slowly getting up from the bed and washing up.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Meiya pursed her lips and decided to carefully put on some light makeup:

"I finally have some time alone with Sensei today."

According to the agreement, Meiya, who had nothing to do today, would serve as Rhode's secretary for a day, primarily helping him organize various documents and reports. At the same time, the girl was learning how to handle these chores, preparing for more important responsibilities in the future.

Of course, the more important responsibility now is to take care of Rhodes' daily life.

Rod had repeatedly stated that he did not need to be taken care of, but the girls all agreed that he did.

After changing her clothes and combing her hair, Meiya went out just as breakfast was ready, planning to go to the kitchen to eat some breakfast first...or bring some to Rhodes, but in order to avoid any embarrassing situations, she would take some directly to the study.

After leaving the room, Miya stretched and looked at the Arkham Forest outside - the forest was still the same as before, but after the recent rumors of terrifying beasts, few people would go camping there - not many residents of Arkham would go there in the first place, after all, the terrifying stories there had been circulating for centuries.

In the summer, the windows in the corridors of Hill Villa are not closed, and the mosquitoes are killed by the darkness roaming in the walls before they enter, which saves the residents a lot of trouble.

Holding the hand of the sleepy Yuuka, Miya led the purple-haired girl to the kitchen to prevent her from sitting on the stairs until she woke up like she did the day before yesterday... If she was picked up by Rhodes, her waking time would be delayed even further.

That will affect work.

The most important thing is to complete the work, including "rescue", Aomori Miya thought.

Whenever she thought of the smiles of the patients she had successfully cured, and of Sensei's praise for her and "I need your strength, Mimi", the girl couldn't suppress the smile on her face.

So, at the beginning of a new day, Miya walked towards the kitchen happily humming a song she had composed.

After a simple breakfast, Meiya picked up the small bamboo basket handed to her by Marian and walked towards Rhodes' study.

She walked through the corridor, said hello to the black cat Pickman who was out for a walk, and then chatted with Shirako who was carrying a bunch of fresh meat and was ready to go see the velociraptors. By the way, she ignored Makoto who was looking at her with hostility. She was also preparing to go to the dinosaurs - after having the dinosaurs, Hina and the girls from Trinity Academy encountered Satan much less often.

It took Miya more than ten minutes to reach the door of the study.

"Sensei, I'm coming."

Miya pushed open the door and walked past the piles of books on either side. The study was no different from when the girl first arrived, except that it was a bit messy with a lot of books piled up today. On either side of the desk were two cardboard boxes, containing upright parchment scrolls and an exquisitely crafted globe. The latter looked like a gift of some kind.

"You're so early, Miya. The others usually come after nine."

Rhode, who was sitting behind the desk, raised his head and saw Meiya and the things she was holding, then asked with a smile:

"What's breakfast today? I haven't been to breakfast these past few days, and Marian and Muji keep nagging me."

"It's lotus leaf steamed cake made using the recipe of the Aurora Republic, and some light tea."

Meiya replied with a smile, but when she saw the unburned cigarette in the ashtray on the desk, she subconsciously frowned and said unhappily:

"I remember very clearly that you promised us that you would smoke less in the future. And—you must not let Sister Qianye and Marian cover up for you. They are too soft-hearted! And you are very good at acting like a spoiled child with us."

“…Actually, this is the first one of the day.”

Rhodes, who was wearing a thin white shirt, coughed a few times unnaturally and leaned his chair back, closer to the open window, so that the fragrance that did not belong to him could dissipate. That guy Nayako has been very excited recently and likes to come to him in a black business suit, saying that he wants to discuss a big project.

This behavior seemed to squeeze out Noah's lowly girl track, making her like to do it whenever she had nothing to do.

Now, the blue-haired girl, who hadn't noticed the smell, was glaring at him with her hands on her hips. After staring at Rhode, who had a rogue expression on his face, for a few seconds, she could only give in and sighed, saying:

"Good health is the most important thing, Sensei... So, is there any work you need me to do today?"

"The only thing left is organizing these books. A lot of stuff arrived from the Vatican yesterday. Although most of it was sent to Miskatonic University, the remaining ones still need some careful organization and placement."

Rhodes stood up, picked up the cigarette next to the ashtray and put it in his mouth, pointing to the books in different languages ​​​​placed on the carpet, sofa and coffee table - these things were the texts that Gu Guanyou had interpreted, transcribed and carefully bound - if you opened the hard cover and read it now, you could see the beautiful handwriting of the literary girl.

"Okay, let me sort the books first. Sensei can eat something first."

The girl agreed with a smile. She stretched her body and did a chest expansion movement. Her plump chest rose and fell due to her breathing, and the black shirt wrapped around it was particularly conspicuous against the white fabric on both sides.

Rhode pushed aside the steamed buns in front of him, picked up the teacup and took a sip, watching with interest as the girl bent down to organize the books... Noticing the intense gaze, Meiya suddenly shrank into a ball, a hint of embarrassment in her emerald green eyes:

"Sensei!"

"No, I just think Miya would be very popular if she became an idol," Rhode said, completely oblivious to the fact he'd been discovered. He continued to tease her amidst the girl's whispered protests. "Be more frank, though. 'The upright leader of the Knights of Rescue,' that's what I heard the patients call you."

Throwing the empty cigarette into the ashtray, Rhode smoothly put his arm around Miya's slender waist, pointed at the pile of books on the ground, and said in a serious tone:

"First, these are the sections before the Middle Ages, and this is the catalog for the medieval period. Tsk, those guys in the Vatican were really giving me trouble back then, and Islam was also a problem... Are you listening to me?"

"Yes...wait a minute!"

Miya's face flushed red as she subconsciously wanted to escape. She felt like she was about to suffocate - this was completely different from the time she had imagined being alone! Mari and Mika-sama hadn't mentioned this at the last tea party!

What alone time? It's like I just show up when no one's around and wait to be eaten up, right?! I'm a little excited, but isn't this going by too fast? It's not even nine o'clock yet!

Meiya took a deep breath. She subconsciously wanted to escape, but her fingers were tightly grasping Rhodes's sleeves. She barely managed to utter a few words of resistance from her cherry lips:

"We need to work now, now. There are so many books that have not been sorted."

"We're working now, didn't Meiya say that? It's a whole day, and it's enough time for us to sort it out." Rhodes touched his chin, his words filled with feigned sadness and regret. "Or do you not want to be alone with me?"

"Sensei is so--hmm?!"

Feeling the warmth coming from his palms and sides, Rhodes lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the girl's eyelashes trembling with shyness, getting closer and closer.

Finally, after a light laugh, Rhode whispered into the red ear:

"There are 24 hours in a day, Miya, don't forget that."

This voice was like the sinful whisper that tempted an angel to fall, leaving the girl with no strength to resist. Even her voice was as thin as a mosquito's whisper:

"If this is also a job... then I will do it..."

Chapter 461 Daily Life: Hot Summer Days