Disaster Strikes

Unlike many people's impatient temperament.

Chen Mo is often very patient in dealing with some things, and is not in a hurry for temporary success or failure.

Since he became Dr. Zagui's personal guard, he seems to have completely entered this role, conscientiously guarding Dr. Zagui's safety, never late or leave early, and never distracted from work. His meticulous attitude made Dr. Zagui deeply pleased.

After experiencing the last dangerous situation, the base immediately issued instructions.

Each doctor must be accompanied by at least four guards, and there must be a psychic or gene warrior at the major level or above.

School-level psychics and gene warriors are basically second-level professionals.

Therefore, in addition to Chen Mo, Dr. Zagui will have three other people to guard together.

Chen Mo was awarded the second-class individual merit for this, and his potential as a psychic was highly evaluated, so he was promoted from the rank of second lieutenant to the rank of first lieutenant.

Zagui is very busy.

In addition to working in the laboratory every day, he also attends various meetings. The dozen researchers under him are all busy.

Until a week later.

On the 24th day of Chen Mo's arrival at the base, he discovered something interesting.

A senior researcher under Dr. Press came to visit Dr. Zagui, and it seemed that there was something important.

However, the guard behind her was actually Owen!

What made Chen Mo laugh was that since Owen only had the rank of second lieutenant, he needed to take the initiative to salute him.

After Chen Mo returned the salute with a smile, he stood beside him.

"Owen, long time no see."

"Well, I didn't expect you to be a lieutenant already, congratulations."

Although Owen said congratulations, from his expression, it was obvious that he didn't care, because in his eyes, Chen Mo was just a lucky native NPC, and he didn't care at all.

Guards like them could not enter the laboratory or conference room, and could only wait patiently outside, so the two chatted with each other.

Chen Mo was sure that the other party had never thought of his identity as a natural disaster.

It was not until noon that Owen followed the researcher and left, while Chen Mo protected Dr. Zagui while he ate.

Afternoon.

Chen Mo continued to follow Dr. Zagui to the high-level conference room on the 18th floor underground. It is said that the entire base has a total of 21 floors, and this place is very close to the bottom.

He still stood outside the conference room, waiting silently.

Waiting here with him were guards of other doctors and guards of senior researchers, more than 20 people, including Owen.

Everyone sat upright without saying a word.

Chen Mo was mediocre among these people.

But unlike the others who were waiting boredly, Chen Mo at this moment suddenly activated the divine mind technique and gathered the divine mind into a needle to eavesdrop on the discussion in the conference room.

Due to the characteristics of the breath-retaining mirror, other people knew nothing about it.

After Chen Mo's trial, and the fact that this conference room did not have a special energy protection device, it actually succeeded.

It seems that this world has not developed energy shield technology, but focuses on various variant alloy technologies formed under sunspot radiation, and has taken a different technical route from many technological worlds.

So.

He seemed to be standing there bored, but in fact he was already cheering in his heart.

Because the content being discussed in the conference room was the repair of the mica particle launcher!

This mysterious weapon designated by the decay fly to protect, a key mechanical part called the firing pin, was completely damaged.

General Will has already issued a death order.

It is required to give a feasible repair plan within four days.

And because of what General Will did on the Purification Day before, he was almost the same as a tyrant butcher in the hearts of many people in the base. Even the doctors in the base felt nervous after hearing the death order he issued.

Different from the ignorance of others.

They have heard some rumors that General Amon seems to have been killed by him. He is a general.

The four doctors in the conference room proposed different solutions.

Dr. Zagui proposed.

Go to Yuming City to find alternative materials and completely repair the mica particle launcher.

But the difficulty of this proposal is that the mica particle launcher must be brought to the site for repair, and now Yuming City is rampant with monsters, and no one can guarantee that there will be no accidents in the middle of the process.

Dr. Zhao Liang proposed.

Use another new material called "three-black carbonized steel" to replace the firing pin of the mica particle launcher.

The cost is to greatly reduce the power of the mica particle launcher.

Dr. Wenshan proposed.

Use a radioactive material with a half-life of about five months to replace the previous firing pin material.

The risk is that there is a 50% chance of failure, which will cause the mica particle launcher to be completely scrapped.

As for Dr. Press.

He kept scratching his head, without any good suggestions, and didn't know who to support. He looked silent and hesitant.

As for the senior researchers below.

They had no chance to speak at this level of meeting, but just came to listen and accumulate experience for future promotion to doctor.

Chen Mo, who was outside the meeting room, was overjoyed.

"The opportunity has finally come!"

At this moment, there is only one week left before the mission is completed. Although he did not take any extreme measures, he was still calculating the time in his heart.

Now.

The time is just right!

There is no doubt that Dr. Zagui's proposal can help Chen Mo complete this mission.

So he must find a way to make Dr. Press support Dr. Zagui, let Dr. Zagui's proposal become the final resolution, and take the mica particle launcher to Yuming City for on-site repair.

At that time, he will have too many opportunities.

Otherwise, in the Anxi underground base, he will not even have the opportunity to contact the mica particle launcher, let alone protect and steal it?

Twenty-four days have passed.

I don't know how Tiantian, Ningying, and Uncle are doing.

But with his current status as a guardian, how can he get Dr. Press to support Dr. Zagui?

This is a difficult problem.

After all, he is not a researcher, and Dr. Zagui can't reveal the content of the meeting to him. He wants to interfere, but he doesn't know how to start.

The anxiety in his heart made him frown slightly.

Suddenly.

He seemed to think of something, and his face was stunned.

"Why am I so stupid!"

He seemed to feel speechless for a while, so stupid.

This is the end of the world, what rules should I follow? Just assassinate Dr. Zhao Liang and Dr. Wenshan who raised objections, isn't it!

When there are no objections, Dr. Zagui's proposal will become a resolution.

It seems too difficult and risky to assassinate two doctors in this environment.

If I am trapped in the base and investigated by General Will, I will definitely die.

"Maybe, it's time to show my cards over there."

Chen Mo glanced at Owen who was waiting silently, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

An hour later.

As the meeting ended, Chen Mo hurriedly followed Dr. Zagui back to his laboratory.

At night.

Chen Mo bought two bottles of beer, inquired about the logistics department on the fifth floor, found Owen's room, and knocked on the door gently.

Dongdong.

"Who is it?"

"Brother Owen, it's me, Chen Mo."

After a while.

The door opened and Owen looked at Chen Mo.

Owen was surprised to see Chen Mo handing him a beer, but out of courtesy, he still invited Chen Mo to sit down.

Chen Mo sat on the sofa, opened the can of beer, and took a sip.

"Brother Owen, we are the only two who succeeded on the purification day in Class A137, right?"

"Yeah."

Owen took a sip of beer and couldn't help but sigh.

"They were unlucky and didn't make it. Some disappeared and some were classified as Class C personnel. I heard that Shirley had learned primary care and became a Class B personnel two days ago."

Then he looked at Chen Mo.

"By the way, how did you get promoted to lieutenant so quickly?"

"Lucky, I saved Dr. Zagui and won the second-class individual merit. I heard that Franco was promoted to the military band and won the rank of corporal."

Chen Mo spoke absent-mindedly, and Owen looked dumbfounded.

This street urchin seemed to have changed a lot, and his style of behavior was becoming more and more like a soldier.

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

After taking another sip of beer, Chen Mo smiled and nodded, "Well, there is indeed one thing, and I want to cooperate with you."

"Oh?"

Owen raised his eyebrows.

"What is it?"

Chen Mo did not answer him directly, but looked at him with a meaningful smile.

"Brother Owen, where are you from?"

"Yuming City, what's wrong?"

Chen Mo shook his head and looked at Owen with a smile, "Oh, I mean which district are you from?"

Owen narrowed his eyes slightly.

"High-tech Development Zone."

Chen Mo sneered and shook his head.

Then he leaned on the sofa while Owen frowned and looked at him in confusion. The smile on his face gradually faded, and he said word by word: "I mean, which evil god district gathering place are you from?"

Owen's pupils suddenly shrank, and he stood up suddenly.

Then he realized something and hurriedly threw the can away.

While checking his own status, he was cautious against Chen Mo, looking like he was facing a great enemy.

"You are also a natural disaster. When did you find me?"

Seeing this, Chen Mo smiled and waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to be nervous.

"Don't worry, there is no poison. I came to you sincerely to cooperate. As for when I found you, I actually found out your identity on the first day I met you, and your friend George, you actually came up with a way to cover each other, which is really great."

Hearing this, Owen took a deep breath.

He stared at Chen Mo, his body tense, and sat down slowly.

Compared to the other party who had already discovered his identity more than half a month ago, he had always regarded the other party as a native here.

Even if he thought about it carefully now, he still didn't expect that the person in front of him had ever revealed any flaws.

This is really terrible.

Fortunately, the other party should not be a high-level natural disaster, but also a predator.

However, he felt awkward when he thought about how he had to salute the other person respectfully, how he had said self-righteous words during the greeting, and how he had shown an arrogant attitude.

His face was stiff and alert, and he was picking his toes in his shoes, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.