Angers closed his notebook and glanced at the men on both sides of the conference table. He was now in a conference room 120 meters below the campus.
To be honest, Angers didn't want to have a meeting with these guys, especially in this place. Although he knew that these guys cherished their lives, Angers also had a full understanding of their ability to create accidents.
Who knows if this conference room will suddenly explode in the middle of their meeting?
These guys have "accidentally" created three artificial lakes in the academy. If this place is also bombed, it will be the fourth one.
Moreover, just because of the clothes of these men, Angers wanted to get up and leave.
Speaking of which, the clothes of this group of men are neat and uniform, and they can be regarded as a group of out-and-out uniformed men...
But what about the all-enclosed biochemical protective suits?
He also wore rubber boots on his feet.
Protective glasses, respirators, portable oxygen tanks and other equipment are readily available.
The conference room echoed with the heavy "whooshing" sound of the respirator, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes looked at Angers through protective glasses.
"Gentlemen, before we start the meeting, I would like to ask a question first. Why do you have to wear biochemical protective suits every time you have a meeting with me? It makes me feel like I am a dirty pathogen. You are not even willing to breathe in the same space with me. Air."
Angers frowned.
"Principal, please don't mind. Of course you are not a pathogen. Pathogens refer to microorganisms and parasites that can cause disease. They are not the same biological category as you."
A passerby corrected the principal's scientific ignorance.
"Why are you wearing oxygen masks if I'm not a pathogen?"
Angers endured it.
"We are just allergic to your body odor, principal. To be honest, you are equivalent to a source of pollution in Vata Alheim. Every time you come to a meeting, we will turn on the ionizing air purifier to the maximum power... But your Body odor is so powerful!”
Actor B looked Ange up and down like a human looking at a smelly furry orangutan.
"That's not some body odor, it's the special perfume I use!"
Angers endured it again.
"Is it the smell of perfume? According to the results of our instrument analysis, it is a mixed smell of Turkish barbecue, seaweed soup and moldy cheese... Principal, your taste in perfume is really unique."
A certain cannon fodder C showed Ford's research level in the field of smell.
"It's the scent of sandalwood, seaweed and fresh cigar leaves..." Ange continued, "You said I seem to be a meal?"
"Although it can barely be considered a meal, it's really not an appetizing meal."
A certain passer-by expressed regret that "a rotten tree cannot wither."
Angers began to regret coming to Walter Alheim for meetings. Every time he came here, he felt like he was falling into a sea of neurosis. Neurosis was the mainstream here, and it was impossible to survive without neurosis.
This group of lunatics gathered together and their name was the Equipment Department.
Although due to various behaviors, everyone has conventionally called the equipment department the "demolitionist concentration camp", this group of demolition geniuses pay great attention to their own safety protection.
The water they drink must be distilled and purified through thirteen filtrations, the air they breathe must be dusted, ionized, purified and humidified, the food they eat...
They only eat junk food, but they are trying to prove that things like burgers, fries, and Coke are healthy foods.
There are nine different isolation layers above their heads, including 3-meter-thick concrete walls, 50-centimeter-thick high-strength armor plates, and lead-zirconium alloy plates that can withstand nuclear strikes...
A large amount of graphite powder is filled between the isolation layers.
According to professional calculations, the mold's most advanced blu-117 ground-penetrating bomb cannot penetrate their isolation layer, the sunspot outbreak will not affect Watta Alheim, and biological weapons will be completely purified by the graphite layer.
Even if an enemy at the level of the Dragon King comes, unless he activates the "Shiva Karma Dance", a super word spirit of the ancient power level, there is no way he can do anything to Watt Alheim.
In recent years, the equipment department's paranoia has become more and more serious. The imaginary enemy is no longer a fungal ground-penetrating bomb and a nuclear strike, but a doomsday-level disaster.
For example, an asteroid hits the earth.
After the group watched 2012, the equipment department began to explore the possibility of the earth being completely flooded after the glaciers melted.
Then they wrote an application to Angers, requesting additional funds to build a tenth waterproof isolation layer.
In this way, even if the earth is flooded, Wat Alheim will still be safe and sound, just like Noah's Ark in the Bible, which preserves the fire of mankind.
Angers joked that he might as well approve more funds and ask the Equipment Department to dig an evacuation passage from the principal's office to Watt Alheim, so that if the end came, Angers could roll all the way into Watt Alheim and take refuge.
But Director Akadulla, the head of the equipment department, actually refused. The reason is as follows: "In the face of a doomsday-level disaster, we should take refuge. The entire civilization of mankind is preserved in our brain cells. We must protect it." You are the fire that protects mankind. But what is the use of your escape?"
"You are the leader, and leaders should live and die with the majority of people. After the end of the world, humans will not need leaders, they will only need engineers to rebuild civilization."
"We will repopulate mankind like Adam and Eve, teach our descendants how to use advanced tools, teach them logic, philosophy, science and alchemy, so that they can pass on the fire of civilization from generation to generation. We will also teach them Principal, the story of your sacrifice for humanity.”
Angers couldn't bear it anymore and patted Director Akadullah on the shoulder: "My dear Director Akadullah Ahmed Mohammed Farooq, I am very happy that you are doing your job well. In addition to work, I have also taken precautions to consider being called upon to turn the tide when the catastrophe is approaching and continue the fire of civilization for mankind."
"You are so old, but you still have the courage to take on the important responsibilities of Adam and Eve, and you do not hesitate to take action to reproduce the human race again! I am very touched!"
"But I think there is still something poorly thought out in the plan, and that is...as a purely male department, you don't have Eve. Does it make sense to have a Yinden Garden composed of more than a hundred Adam?"
The equipment department is indeed an all-male department, as no woman can last even a week in this department.
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There have been women as heroic as Valkyrie who have applied to join the Equipment Department.
She is so strong and brave.
He learned to say neurotic things and do neurotic things, and also learned to eat junk food and play next-generation mental games, winning the favor of the entire equipment department.
But in the end he was defeated in front of Director Akadulla.
The brave girl walked into Director Acadulla's office and waited for the final interview. The men's urinal hung next to Director Acadulla's desk opposite the sofa where she sat.
Director Akadulla did not sit behind the desk and wait for her. Instead, he hissed and stared at his crotch, shouting: "Cheer up! Cheer up! Xiaoqiang, don't be discouraged! You can't die yet!" If the world is destroyed one day, it will still be up to you to pass on human genes and fire!"
The brave girl ran away.
Angers' words clearly hit Director Akadulla's weakness.
He paused for a moment, held his head and thought for a long time, shook his head in frustration and said, "Even I have some imperfections! In this way, this plan to save human civilization has failed!"
Just when Angers thought the matter was over, he received the revised application.
This time the funding requirements have increased, because in addition to the cost of waterproofing construction, Director Arcadura is also preparing to dig a vertical escape passage, but not to Angers' office, but to the dormitory area.
To be precise, it is a dormitory area where a large number of female students live.
"We'll name that escape tunnel Eve!"
Director Akadulla said energetically: "Is this plan foolproof? Principal, please correct me!"
During that time, Akadura, who longed to continue the human fire, once became the dream demon of this most powerful hybrid species.
Angers sighed: "Okay, okay, I promise you, I will try to come here as little as possible to avoid polluting everyone's air."
Director Akadulla shook his head: "You'd better move out of Kassel and find a manor at the foot of the mountain to retire."
Upon hearing this, Angers, the British gentleman, turned as dark as an African.
Fortunately, the equipment department is not all composed of geniuses like Akadulla who trade EQ for IQ. There are still people who can communicate normally.
Deputy Director Carl.
Angers once praised him as the person with the strongest sense of logic in the mental hospital in the equipment department, and said he liked talking to him very much.
Deputy Director Carl seemed very proud of this.
Cutting off the meaningless conversation between the director and the principal, Karl said: "Principal, to be honest, we at Watt Alheim still have a lot of work going on today. You summoned us to a meeting without any appointment. To a large extent, It has hindered the progress of our experiment. Also, it has been an hour and thirty minutes since you summoned us. All the management members of Watt Alheim have arrived, but you have not made any constructive suggestions. We are just asked to wait for someone. Please forgive me for not knowing who the other person is that keeps us waiting for so long, but if he hasn’t arrived within ten minutes, we will have to go back and continue the experiment."
As one of the rare wise men in the entire equipment department, Deputy Director Karl has always been treated as the chief director in Angers. On the contrary, Angers generally ignores Akadura as the chief director. .
To be honest, if the hierarchy of the equipment department is not based entirely on ability, then there is absolutely no reason for Akadura to be the director.
Therefore, Karl's words still have some say in Angers.
Angers glanced at the time: "Wait a moment, I have asked Norma to notify him as soon as possible. It must be coming soon."
Before Karl and Acadulla could speak, a researcher stood up and said, "With all due respect, Mr. Principal, I don't think the character you invited is worthy of us putting down so many important experiments just to wait for him here." , if there’s nothing else, I’ll leave first.”
With that said, he turned around.
Angers didn't care. In addition to being crazy, the people in the equipment department were also research madmen. If Angers had an appointment, they would try their best to spare time that day so as not to delay the normal experimental progress. But this time something happened suddenly. , Angers did not have time to notify the people in the equipment department. It was normal for these researchers to lose their temper.
After all, although Angers is the first mixed-race person, there is no one in the equipment department who is not a genius?
Even Director Akadulla, the lunatic of lunatics, is a genius among geniuses.
Angers has always been tolerant of genius.
He didn't open his mouth to persuade the other party to stay, but the researcher stopped.
Because a voice suddenly appeared in the conference room.
"Are you waiting for me?"
Everyone was shocked, and more than a dozen gas masks turned to the source of the sound.
At one end of the long table, opposite Ange, a young man appeared at some point.
The young man was leaning on the back of his chair, his legs resting on the long table, looking at them with a mean smile.
Angers suddenly had a bad premonition, and before he could say anything, the group of officers from the equipment department took the lead in taking action.
"who!"
"Why didn't the alarm respond?"
"Quick! Sound the alarm!"
"Activate the defensive counterattack device!"
"Where's the detonator? Give me the detonator!"
"Open the escape elevator!"
"Principal, Principal Angers is still here, throw the principal over to block him!"
It’s hard to imagine that a group of civilian and academic researchers could be so efficient. Their actions seemed to have been rehearsed thousands of times. They each performed their duties and came out of the conference room in just thirty seconds. evacuated and turned the entire conference room into a killing machine.
The walls on both sides had countless hidden grids, and the black muzzles of guns poked out from them and were aimed at Gu Bei. Countless trigger buttons popped up under his feet. The links underneath should be press-fire mines, the kind that explode when stepped on. .
The room was densely covered with infrared rays, the specific function of which was unknown.
Sixteen 20-caliber Vulcan Gatling cannons fell on the roof. Just open fire and cover the entire conference room without blind spots.
Moreover, according to Gu Bei's observation, these firepower should be all alchemical bullets.
In other words, even if you run in to breed first, you have to lie down and go out.
The first generation planting is enough to drink a pot.
Only Gu Bei and Anger were left in the conference room.
Gu Bei looked around with interest. He didn't care. Even if these things were fired at the same time, it wouldn't have much impact on him. He just said: "Principal, did you call me here just to monitor the school's defense system? "
Angers' face was a little dark, not because these guys didn't forget to throw him out to attract firepower when they evacuated, but because he felt that the equipment department might help Kassel build a fourth artificial lake.
Maybe even he, the principal, would "die" for this great project.
He did wonder whether these lunatics would modify the conference room to prevent danger, but he still underestimated these guys.
He had no doubt that in addition to the obvious firepower, the madmen in the equipment department had definitely arranged something even more dangerous.
Sure enough, just as the two of them were looking at each other in silence, a loudspeaker stretched out from the roof, and the voice of Director Akadulla came from it.
"Young man, I advise you not to act rashly. The infrared device in the conference room is a detection sensor. As long as it is touched, it will trigger a big explosion of the high-energy alchemy bomb in the wall. Please release the hostage Mr. Angers immediately, otherwise we will Cover your side with fire!"
Why does it feel like this guy is still a little happy?
Gu Bei raised his eyebrows and looked at the "hostage Ange" across the long table.
The face of "Hostage Angers" has changed from white to black. If you give it a little more, you can be sent directly to dig coal.
Gu Bei even saw a vein popping up on "Mr. Hostage's" forehead.
"Akadura!"
