Chapter 1360
What a talented person! Old Cui, your honey trap is brilliant!
For the time being, things are calm in the EVA world.
The Angels disappeared without a trace, the monsters were eliminated one by one, and NERV headquarters operated smoothly under the control of Choi Ming.
Throughout the base, the automated turrets remained silently guarding every corner, the staff went to and from work as usual, and the meals in the canteen were still served on time, as if the apocalyptic crisis that had lasted for many years had completely passed.
The main problem is that the sextant must not die.
The former commander, who was once high and mighty, is now lying on a metal bed in the laboratory, his body wrapped in bandages, with steel nails in his legs, and the apostle cells in his body emitting an eerie fluorescence under Hikari's instruments.
The world's consciousness intends to thoroughly torment this guy.
Some unseen force wouldn't allow him to easily find release, wouldn't allow him to die peacefully, wouldn't allow him to use death to escape the debts he owed.
So now the sextant is in trouble.
Every day he had to face Hikari appearing with various needles and instruments, endure the excruciating pain of having samples extracted from his body, and wait in fear for the next experiment to arrive.
Get ready to be sliced up.
Research applications from various countries have piled up like mountains. Scientists are eager to study this half-human, half-apostle sample, to uncover the secrets of the apostles from him, and to disassemble and analyze those chimeric genes one by one.
Even if it's sliced up, it's still alive.
The world's consciousness will ensure that he maintains the most basic vitality, ensures that he is conscious, ensures that he can feel the pain of each cut, and ensures that he continues to survive in the most desperate state.
Of course, the so-called slices are not real slices; everyone is reluctant to see this guy die.
He is still useful, still valuable, and can be used to extract more data and information.
Those apostle cells, those traces of artificial modification, those pieces of evidence of collusion with SEELE—he needs to be alive to continue his research.
Meanwhile, Cui Ming had already returned to the Ultraman Tiga world.
He took off his gunpowder-smelling uniform, changed into his familiar civilian clothes, and stood in the Victory Team's base, looking out at the familiar sky.
Right now, Choi Myung-jung is talking to Sawai and Yoshioka about the EVA world.
The three sat around a round table in the conference room, with several cups of tea that had gone cold on the table. The atmosphere was heavy and oppressive.
"That sextant is a madman."
Yoshioka slammed his hand on the table, making the teacup lid rattle.
Yoshioka, with his fiery temper, now thinks...
Sextant is a real piece of work. He dragged the whole world down with him for his wife. The worst part is that people originally wanted him to take good care of their child, so he chose to sacrifice himself for the world. But this bastard turned the child into an autistic child.
His face flushed red, his beard trembled slightly with anger, and his fingers gripped the edge of the table tightly, as if he wanted to crush the piece of wood.
"Indeed... but Old Cui, you didn't just kill him outright?"
"That's what Sawai said at this moment."
He leaned back in his chair, his gaze shifting from Yoshioka to Choi Myung, his tone tinged with a mixture of confusion and inquiry.
Given Cui Ming's personality and his ruthless approach to enemies, he should have blasted the Six-Part Yiyuan Hall to smithereens long ago. How come it's still standing?
“He made a deal with that being over there. He didn’t want that thing to die so easily, otherwise I would have killed him long ago.”
Cui Ming said with a displeased expression.
He picked up the now-cold tea, took a sip, frowned, and put the cup back on the table with a soft thud.
He was unhappy, but a transaction is a transaction, and he accepted that rule.
Although the demands of that world consciousness were troublesome for him, the other party had given him enough authority and support to move freely in that world. In exchange, he spared Liu Fenyiyuantang's life to slowly torture him, which could be considered a fair trade.
"Tsk, that bastard got off easy."
Yoshioka snorted, released his grip on the edge of the table, and leaned back in his chair with his arms crossed.
"It's better to suffer while alive than to die."
Sawai nodded, her gaze lingering on Cui Ming's face for a moment. Confirming that he was indeed just annoyed and not truly angry, she didn't press the matter further. A brief silence fell over the conference room.
Yoshioka was panting heavily, Sawai took a sip of cold tea, and Choi Myung stared blankly out the window.
The three men each harbored different thoughts, but they reached an unprecedented consensus on this madman named Rokubun Gigendo.
That thing is definitely not a good thing.
Sawai took out several documents from her briefcase and gently pushed them in front of Choi Myung.
"These are the identity documents for Yui Ikari, Ritsuko Akagi, Naoko Akagi, Rei Ayanami, Mari Makinami, and Maya. They have all been processed."
Choi Myung reached out and took the document, glancing at it briefly. The paper bore the official seal of TPC.
"Thanks, that was very efficient."
"After all, they are all talented people engaged in scientific research, and we welcome them very much."
Sawai leaned back in his chair, a faint smile on his lips, his tone full of sincerity.
"TPC is currently in a period of technological leapfrogging, and the addition of such a group of experienced experts is a good thing for the entire organization."
Yoshioka crossed his arms, snorted, and his mustache twitched.
"You've got a knack for poaching people, bringing in so many, and they're all women."
"What, does the police department have a problem with this?"
Cui Ming glanced at him, then expressionlessly put the documents away.
"Keep your opinions to yourself. I brought her back. If you're so capable, go and take her from them."
Yoshioka glared at him, but in the end he just waved his hand and didn't say anything more.
Cui Ming turned his head to look at Ze Jing, and tapped his fingers lightly twice on the table.
"However, there's something I need to make clear beforehand."
"Forget about EVA's technology; it's basically useless in this world. Those big guys rely on Angel technology and a special pilot synchronization rate. In a different environment, they're just a bunch of scrap metal."
Sawai nodded, her expression becoming serious.
"Then you mean..."
"The S2 mechanism is quite good."
Cui Ming leaned forward slightly and lowered his voice.
"That thing is the Apostle's infinite power source. Its principle and efficiency far exceed our existing energy technology. Hikari has already analyzed some of the data. As long as he has the time and resources, mass production will not be difficult."
Sawai's eyes lit up; he certainly understood what unlimited power meant.
"Mass production? Are you sure?"
"If Hikari says it's okay, then it's okay."
Cui Ming spoke with certainty, conveying an absolute trust in the abilities of the scientist from the Land of Light.
"Of course, the premise is that you have to prepare a large enough laboratory for him, and also, keep an eye on him, so that he doesn't cause any accidents in the laboratory that could blow up half of the base."
Sawai and Yoshioka exchanged a glance, and both gave a wry smile.
"...We will be careful."
Cui Ming nodded, leaned back in his chair, picked up the now-cold tea, and took another sip.
"Then it's settled." (End of Chapter)