Containment Control Starts With the Umbrella

"Okay." Halsey turned around and asked:

"There's no one around here. Tell me what exactly do you want to find me for?"

"Huh? Ah."

William, who recovered from the shock, said in a low voice, "I'm going to hire you as a consultant to the company, and use your MD status to buy a pharmaceutical factory or a private hospital.

To develop the best therapeutic formula for various diseases, but the more important purpose is to…

Let you help me complete the proposed project, and I also believe that this should be your dream research direction. "

"Oh?" Hearing William's words, Halsey suddenly became interested and asked, "What's the plan?"

"Di!"

At this moment, Andre drove the car to a stop not far from the two of them, lowered the co-pilot's window and said loudly:

"Hey boy, get in the car!"

Seeing this, William stepped forward to open the right rear door, and said with a half-bow smile, "Come in, young doctor."

"Yeah." Halsey didn't delay, he bent down and got into the car.

As for William himself, he opened the door of the passenger seat and sat in.

Andre then drove to the factory in the suburbs.

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inside the car;

"You can tell me now." Halsey was very curious.

"Okay." William turned his head to look behind and said to her:

"Professor, what I'm going to tell you now is something that even governments around the world may not understand."

"Hmm!" Halsey became more interested.

I saw William's facial expression became serious, and said solemnly:

"There are supernatural objects, creatures, events and even phenomena in this world, and there will be more and more.

My company is an existence that maintains a balance between normal society and the supernatural, ensuring that the human world is not destroyed. "

Hearing what William said, Halsey did not panic or ridicule, but put away his previous face and said seriously:

"So...you want me to develop military weapons that go beyond current technology, right?"

"Huh?" William asked back, "Professor, don't you think I'm in the Arabian Nights?"

"What's the matter." Halsey waved his hand indifferently and said:

"If you are skeptical about everything, you can't move forward, so I believe what you say."

Listening to the explanation given by the other party, William had to say that it is convenient to talk to people with high IQ.

Like when he suggested to Andre that the world was in danger, the famous fighting clan strongman thought his brain was burnt by alcohol.

It is said that you can only drink vodka when you drink in the future, and other alcohol is not safe.

William took a lot of effort to persuade him, but Andre still had a little doubt.

In the end, he had to move out of the mountain of his grandfather, saying that there was a hidden will in the fairy tales he told him when he was a child, and let him start the Umbrella company.

This time, Andre became extremely obedient, doing whatever he said.

Thinking of this, William glanced at the old strong man who was dedicated to driving the car.

He couldn't help but sighed at his grandfather's charisma, how he could convince an elite like Andre.

After a pause, William continued to say to Halsey, "Professor, it's not just about equipment and high-tech weapons.

(tone sinks) What I want are super soldiers, who can fight one hundred, one thousand, or even ten thousand in the true sense.

In other words, it is not an exaggeration to call it the next stage of human evolution. "

"Haha~!" Hearing such arrogant words, Halsey covered his mouth with one hand and asked with a smile:

"Are you so sure that I can research it?"

"Of course." William said firmly: "Because you are Katherine Halsey."

"I accept your admiration." Halsey put down his hand, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly:

"Then boss, does this plan have a specific code name?"

"Have."

William rushed forward, looked out the window of the car window, which was getting closer and closer, and said in a low voice, "The Spartan Project."

"Sparta?" Halsey's eyes lit up and nodded in agreement:

"At the Battle of Thermopylae, the actual number of Greek city-states was around 7,000.

However, the world only remembers the strength of the three hundred Spartan warriors, which also made this nation stand at the pinnacle of the historical stage.

Nice name, boss. "

"Call me boss after you sign the contract."

William chuckled, seeing Andre parked the car, opened the door, and reminded Halsey in the back seat:

"Get out of the car, we're here."

"it is good."

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"Bang dang- bang dang-"

With the sound of the door opening and closing, the three of William walked in a huge parking lot.

Looking down from the sky, next to the parking lot is a large factory with a height of about ten meters, and there are three other buildings in the same building.

The perimeter has a three-meter-high barbed wire fence for isolation and security.

The maple trees outside the barbed wire are luxuriant, and there are no traces of felling at all, and sometimes raccoons can be seen.

Of course, the land around here also belongs to William.

About eighty acres, the size of forty-five football fields.

…

Not far from the parking lot, which is the gate of the factory, is a security booth and electric railings.

Inside the security kiosk was a burly African-American employee in a white shirt and black trousers, with a walkie-talkie and baton hanging around his waist.

It was the security's credit that Andre was able to drive the car into the factory just now.

Since the company paid the property tax and restarted, William asked Andre to recruit several security and cleaning staff, but none of the technicians related to wood were needed.

It was because all the wood processing equipment in the factory was sold by William at a lower than market price in exchange for some funds and space.

Even before the system clarified the confusion, he guessed that private troops such as UBCS or USS might be recruited, and even related facilities would need to be set up.

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"Click--" The echo of turning on the lights echoed in the empty workshop.

Cool-colored incandescent lights, white walls, and reflective gray floor tiles.

It gave the three people who approached the factory a very clean and clear feeling.

Immediately afterwards, William and Andre brought Halsey, who looked around, to the office on the left side of the factory gate.

The layout of the office is equally simple.

A large black desk, a computer chair, guest sofa and bookcase.

After William came to the desk, he opened the drawer and took out the kraft paper portfolio, took out a document inside and handed it to Andre, saying:

"Andre, I've taken the time these days to sort out the things I need to start a military contractor, take a look."

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Andre took the document with a puzzled look on his face, feeling that the kid in front of him was about to get windy again.

I just saw the above ATF certificate, OSHA administration and insurance matters and so on.

Only then did the old brawny know that William was coming for real!

Immediately, Andre looked at William and said in amazement: "Boy, I have the ATF certificate, but where did you get the money?!"

"Cough cough... That," William said in a whisper: "Actually, I just found out that my grandfather left me an inheritance, which is billions of dollars."

(1.ATF: Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms and Explosives Licensee/Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms and Explosives Licensee.

2. OSHA: Occupational Safety and Health Administration/Occupational Safety and Health Administration. )