When he saw this group of people coming in, the weak Hemer was surprised and didn't understand how they got through the door.
Zhou Jinru said implicitly: "When we come to Saint-Aral, we have official entrustment from Colombia and documents of assistance from the Rheinland Life Mobile Combat Force, so entering and exiting here is not a big problem."
In fact, it was the identity card he got from Silver Fox, but he didn't expect it to be usable here.
"Not much else, arrange surgery immediately."
After examining Hemer's injury, several doctors agreed to use the operating room in the institute to treat the wound.
Soon, only a group of operators were left in the rest area, as well as Ifrit, who had nowhere to go.
"Doctor, will Helmer be angry with you?"
Ifrit looked at Zhou Jinru anxiously, trying to get an approved answer from him.
Zhou Jinru pondered and raised a finger: "Eve, this matter is not your problem. You have always seen the inseparable relationship between Hemo and Seria. Do you think they really have a relationship with each other?" Where is the contradiction?”
"because I?"
Ifrit thought about it and felt that it was still her own problem.
Zhou Jinru sees everything in his eyes. Ifrit is a typical arrogant person. It is no wonder that she always faces Director Sai and Dr. He who have a bad relationship.
However, Zhou Jinru had seen Seria who buried his longing in his heart, so he patted Ifrit on the shoulder and said: "This matter is not your fault. The fundamental reason is the conflict of ideas between them. Humer He thought it was his fault, but as a close friend, Ceria didn't take action in time. Ceria's conservative head also thought it was Hemo's fault, so the two sides started fighting."
Ifrit heard this in confusion, as if everyone was wrong and no one was right, but she couldn't figure it out anyway.
"Don't worry, I have a way, just trust me."
What a wonderful child, whose sad face has turned ugly.
At this time, the mourner set up a simple burning stove in the lounge, boiling water and arranging sentinel posts. Yanke rested against the corner, watching him boil the water with interest, always feeling that this was a bit interesting.
"Doctor, it's best not to move around your injuries. If you need anything, please tell me and I can help you."
As the mourner spoke, he took out simple food from his backpack, tore open the packaging and poured it into the hot water pot. Soon, a rich aroma filled the lounge.
"Don't just get me food. Everyone is out in the rain, so prepare to eat some hot food. Also, this is the Rhine Life Research Institute. Just don't demolish it. I can't ask Roberts for funding later."
Zhou Jinru said no, but still took the food and hot water in his hand. He was now eager to get in touch with Roberts.
Within a few minutes, Ifrit brought the communication terminal of the institute. She had lived here for a while and was familiar with it.
During this period, some researchers came in from the outside and took a look, but finally retreated quietly for the sake of everyone holding swords, bows and crossbows.
Zhou Jinru took a sip of hot water and ate the mushy food. It was a bit salty, a bit greasy, and tasted average, but he was very hungry. He couldn't ask for more in this situation.
He dialed Roberts' contact number, waited for dozens of seconds, then hung up, dialed again, waited a few seconds and hung up again, then put the communication terminal aside. He didn't answer until the terminal equipment kept ringing. After getting through, Roberts's roar came from the other side:
"You bastard, I almost drove the car into a ditch!"
Zhou Jinru stuffed a spoonful of food into his mouth and said vaguely: "It's raining here, do you know?"
"I know! I'm on my way!"
Roberts continued to complain: "Why do you always encounter the deep sea? I have been looking for them for more than a month, and I haven't even seen their shadow. You bumped into it as soon as you went there. Do you have a deep sea magnet on you?!"
Zhou Jinru sneered: "Humph, I don't know if there is a magnet, but I know why you haven't found the deep sea for more than a month."
Roberts asked, "Why?"
Zhou Jinru looked around and asked him: "I am in your Rheinland Life Research Institute with more than fifty people. Is there any charge for using the lounge?"
"No charge, I will make a supplementary report!"
"The Deep Sea Council I encountered this time was very difficult. One of my operators was seriously injured and was still doing first aid in the institute's operating room. Is this considered a work-related injury?"
"Forget it! Why do you care so much about money? What about our friendship?!"
"Roberts, my friend, there is only a verbal agreement between us and there is no written agreement. You should understand my concerns. Money is a good thing and everyone likes it."
"That's enough. I don't want to hear the truth. If you continue to play charades, I will hang up!"
Zhou Jinru smiled and didn't care at all about Roberts' threat: "Don't be like this. Calm down and we will start exchanging information."
Roberts took a deep breath. The high pressure he was enduring had reached the critical point. If there were no more results, he would really go to the pole to feed the penguins.
"Okay, you, I'm on my way to Saint-Aral, I'll be there soon."
Zhou Jinru nodded, changed his hand to hold the terminal, and briefly reviewed what happened in the dream world, skipping some insignificant spontaneous combustion.
Roberts was silent for a long time, seeming to be recalling something. His tone was full of uncertainty: "Are you sure it's the dream ritual, and the Valletta Society disguised as a member of the Deep Sea Council?"
"That man claimed to be Zhang Han, from the Valletta Society of Yan Kingdom, but it turned out that he was not. I smashed his head, and the result was just a puddle of black water."
Zhou Jinru repeated it again, waiting patiently for a reply.
"The Valletta Society is an organization composed of a group of researchers. Later, they chased the Deep Sea Parliament all the way from Yan Kingdom to Victoria and then to us. Four months ago, they caught up with a parliamentarian codenamed Sea Scorpion. I don’t know if you’ve met him, but his name in reality is Grace Theodore, he’s a Rust Belt man and he’s a registered person with us.”
There was a whistling sound coming from Roberts' side. It sounded like the car was going very fast, and occasionally there was the sound of turning pages. Zhou Jinru had a strange idea in his mind. How many points would be deducted for this person who was still flipping through a book while driving and talking on the phone?
"As well as your dream ritual, what Grace told you is basically correct, but there is one difference. What breaks through reality is not the nightmare caused by unexpected events, but the common nightmare of all dreamers."
"This is a relatively mild ritual that is not harmful in itself. Participants will be mentally exhausted afterwards, which is not a serious problem, but the purpose of the ritual is most likely to cause major harm."
