I'm a villain, not a devil

"Brother, the excavations at the shelter are mostly completed."

Moza walked into the high-precision laboratory full of colorful graffiti and reported to Sean who was standing on a small step.

Sean nodded casually: "Their efficiency has improved. By the way, is there any news about the survival of the old humans?"

"No, according to your order, our people did not participate in the excavation, but there are many people there, and the news has basically spread. The old humans were killed by the people from the [Academy] at the beginning."

Sean sneered: "Fear is really the best butcher's knife. These gentlemen are not willing to take any risks... Let them dig it out. There is nothing valuable in it. While they are busy, our mission remains as usual. Let brothers pay attention." All major roads into Paradise City.”

"Well, our people have all dispersed."

Sean turned his head and continued to look at the things in front of him doubtfully.

"Hiss...why does the shape of this thing look so familiar?"

Next to the machine, Endeli raised his head and looked at it, and explained: "Oh, brother, this is a gadget I made casually before. It was originally a prototype of a large device, but something didn't feel right when I made it..."

After pressing the button, the central heating chamber of the machine began to heat up, and the centrifuge inside also began to rotate.

Sean looked at it for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "This is not a cotton candy machine."

"Marshmallow, what is that?" Endeli and Moza showed questioning expressions at the same time.

"You don't understand even if I tell you."

Endeli scratched his head with regret. He was very curious and wanted to get to the bottom of everything he heard.

However, Brother Sean probably doesn't have time to chat with him now.

During this period of time, he felt like he was in a dream. He had a laboratory with many equipment at his disposal, and a high-precision workshop next to it. A dozen people with technician experience could be dispatched at will.

On the first day he started working, Brother Sean handed over a card. The credits on it made his legs tremble.

But the other party only said one sentence: "Take the flowers."

Endeli never expected that the super rich woman in his dream would turn out to be such a handsome and stalwart man like his eldest brother in reality.

What surprised and moved him even more was that as long as he could fulfill the various requests that Sean made from time to time, he could freely spend the rest of his time here - researching and inventing at public expense!

Touching the equipment, Endeli felt like he was going to faint from happiness.

Not only that, every time he completes a task, his eldest brother will reward him with a bunch of things - all his favorite high-tech equipment for him to dismantle and study!

These days, even if the gods come, they won’t change...

He was so immersed in it that he didn't even notice Sean calling him next to him.

"Are you stupid?" Sean was not polite and just kicked him.

"Ah? Ah?" Endeli got up on his hands and knees, wiped the saliva from his mouth, and asked confused, "What's wrong?"

"Where's the stuff?" Sean gave him another blow.

This kid is an absolute mechanical genius, but he likes to be alone and giggle.

"Oh oh oh -" Endeli finally reacted. He rummaged around on the shelf on the other side and found it.

After a while, he handed over the metal square box.

"Brother, what you want-"

Sean took it and looked at it carefully. Endeli explained on the side: "The outer box is specially made to isolate the magnet. You must be careful when using it. Although the suction is only effective for specific substances, there are many things around you. Will be attracted. Because I installed a small..."

Directly interrupting the other party's technical terminology, Sean threw the box away with satisfaction: "I don't care how you do it, I just want the results. If there are results, no matter what."

Endeli touched his head: "The technical content is not high, but it is expensive and requires special materials."

When he said this, he felt a little guilty. This thing looked simple, but the production cost was really sky-high...

Who would have thought that Sean just threw the box to Moza and said casually: "Give Endeli another batch of credits and take them from my account."

Endeli was overjoyed and moved to tears.

"Brother, wuwuwu..."

"Okay, stop playing tricks and tell me, what do you want?" Sean said with a smile.

He is not afraid of wasting his profits at all. If he can't spend the money, how can he produce results? Demand creates motivation, and he will never skimp on funding or personal rewards.

Endeli rubbed his hands in anticipation: "I heard that there are pre-apocalyptic defense robots in the shelter?"

Sean thought for a while: "That's good, Moza, intercept a transport team from the [Academy] and borrow a few robots from them. Tell the brothers to slow down, and send a team of people to guard the door to take a look. Which academic group is it supporting?”

He stretched and said, "Master Dean, you are moving too slowly..."

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In the narrow rental house, Qiong Ying was looking at the door in trance.

In the past few days, she has been re-implanted with a Steinway III type, taking anti-rejection drugs and detoxification drugs regularly, and there are always people coming over to secretly share most of her tasks when she is working.

Her physical condition has improved tremendously, and it's all because of Sean.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she would always look at the door unconsciously after returning home, and then look away in disappointment.

He never came again...

The complexity in her eyes flashed, and she sat back on the bed.

She pulled out a crumpled note from under the pillow and read it for a while.

Then, stuffing the note into the pillow again, she fell onto the bed with a whimper and squirmed like a bug.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Qiong Ying raised her head in surprise, joy flashing in her eyes.

She hurriedly got up, and subconsciously smoothed the wrinkles on her clothes and arranged her somewhat messy hair.

After she was ready, she walked to the door.

Shaking her head, Qiong Ying put on an indifferent face and opened the door.

"You..." Just as she was about to speak, her words choked back in her stomach.

Standing at the door was a beautiful woman and the person she knew best.

"Why are you here? What are you doing?" Latiya smiled slightly and then walked into the house.

"T-Teacher..." Qiong Ying followed, feeling a little guilty.

Latiya didn't pay attention. She sat down at the table, casually glanced around the room and then looked at Qiong Ying:

"Alas -" she sighed, "Qiong Ying, I have wronged you."

Qiong Ying just shook her head silently.

Latiya showed an apologetic expression: "Teacher can't help it... You have to suffer for a while, and when the time comes, I will take you back."

"..." Qiong Ying hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Yeah."

She took a deep breath and tried to feel comfort in her heart.

At least the teacher didn't forget her...

Just when Qiong Ying was about to say something, Latiya had already stood up.

She put down a lunch box and yellow pancakes wrapped in plastic bags.

"I came in a hurry, so I had to bring some food from the [college] cafeteria, so you can make do with it." She said with a naughty expression on her face, "You don't mind it, do you?"

Qiong Ying quickly shook her head: "Of course not."

Latiya nodded: "Then you go to bed early, I'll leave first."

"okay."

She didn't have the chance to watch the teacher leave, because Latiya melted into the shadows and disappeared as soon as she went out.

Qiong Ying silently closed the door and sat back at the table.

The yellow pancake exuded a smell she was not used to through the plastic bag. She carefully opened the lunch box, which contained several pieces of meat and several vegetables.

The most common crops in Paradise City are corn and potatoes... and the teacher is so busy that it's normal to not remember...

Qiong Ying found a reason for her beloved teacher and encouraged herself again.

Just as she was about to start her meal, there was another knock on the door.

Is there anything else... Qiong Ying quickly stood up and walked over to open the door.

"Teacher, and..."

Her voice stopped abruptly.

The man blinked at her innocently: "You like the teacher-student thing? Well, I will cooperate with you mercifully."