My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank-Chapter 2124 - 709: Your Theories Make So Much Sense That Even the Dog Planner Can’t Refute Them
Later that day, after coaxing the pair of Divine Beasts at home to sleep and making a late-night snack, Lady Shui, who was chatting and eating dinner with her husband while preparing to log into the game to do a few more tasks, received a message.
She put down her chopsticks, glanced at her phone, and was immediately stunned.
This piqued Brother Huozi’s curiosity, and he turned his head and adjusted his glasses. A few seconds later, Lady Shui put down her phone and said softly to her husband who was looking at her:
"Cement has returned to the country, just sent back."
"Oh, that’s good news."
Brother Huozi immediately cheered up.
Because of his wife, he had heard about Cement Sister’s ordeal. He knew that she was one of his wife’s online close friends, and he asked with concern:
"But wasn’t it said that her health situation is quite dire?"
"Indeed, it’s not optimistic."
Lady Shui sighed and said:
"Loyal Brother said that she might have less than a month left, her body functions are deteriorating rapidly and irreversibly. Surely those foreign devils abused her, alas, truly pitiable. Cement said her last wish is to see us before she goes, and Loyal Brother said he could arrange it.
I need to go out in a few days, you have to take good care at home."
"Hmm, it’s okay, you can rest assured and go."
Brother Huozi’s mood also dropped, although he was not friends with Cement Sister, a life passing away for some terrible reason is never a comfortable thing.
But in reality, Cement Sister’s actual condition wasn’t as desperate as a flickering candle. Even though the disharmony between her soul and body caused her to be very weak and already paralyzed from the waist down, her upper body could still perform simple functions.
Presently, she was at the "Operations and Maintenance Group" work site, which was in A Feng’s large villa, undergoing a comprehensive examination and preparing to meet Lord Qin, the true person in charge, to reveal all the various things she currently understood and discovered to her family.
Among all players, Cement Sister had a very special identity.
She was currently the only genius who mimicked the workings of a game helmet. Although the device she designed paralyzed her on its first startup, let’s not talk about this bad failure for now. Just the things she came into contact with in those few seconds were enough for the family to muster manpower and resources to rescue her.
"Eat slowly, your body can’t handle too much, half a bowl will be enough."
In front of Cement Sister’s hospital bed, Loyal Brother, who had stayed up all night, looked worriedly at the patient who was gobbling down a bowl of porridge, and he said:
"Your eating manner is too awful, isn’t it?"
"What do you know? Do you think what I ate there was anything other than pig slop?"
The emaciated Cement Sister retorted:
"They were experimenting on me, damn it, I felt like those bastards were going to take me apart! Every day, I had to sleep surrounded by devices, never had a good meal."
"Alright, seeing your look, I can probably understand. I’ve also heard about the inhumane practices of those ’peers’ on the other side. Their self-proclaimed human rights sound like the twenty-second century, but some of their actions still linger in the seventeenth century."
Loyal Brother shrugged. He stared at Cement Sister, and after she had polished off half a bowl of eight-treasure porridge with relish, he began to speak:
"The things you discovered..."
"I didn’t leave it with them, don’t worry, at least not the most crucial parts."
Cement Sister, of course, knew what Loyal Brother was referring to. She pointed to her head and said:
"All of those are stored here. The device they acquired simply can’t function properly. Let me put it this way: even if they made an identical one, it would only mass-produce paralyzed patients.
The core parameters of that thing are known only to me. Using brute force to crack it, they’d be busy well into the next century.
Moreover, our team is formidable. When they retrieved me, they already deleted all the data there, and the prototype has been destroyed... I want to tell you more, but unfortunately, the rest is only for the true person in charge to hear."
"Hmm?"
Loyal Brother thought that these were already Cement’s secrets, but after hearing her words, he realized what she meant, and he stood up abruptly, exclaiming in astonishment:
"You really made contact with the ’Observer’?"
"Yes."
Cement Sister leaned against the headboard, resting her eyes, rubbing her recently aching temples, and said:
"There was a conversation, but I can’t tell you, afraid it’ll scare you."
"I understand."
Loyal Brother suddenly felt a dry throat.
He desperately needed to go out and have a smoke to calm down. Although this "third type of contact" had now been confirmed to exist, having someone right in front of him who had actually contacted aliens couldn’t help but make this intelligence officer gawk.
He glanced at Cement Sister one last time and quietly asked:
"So, your illness?"
"It’s just aftereffects from that contact, I guess it’s my fate."
The weak Cement Sister, in that instant, unexpectedly appeared detached and waved her hand with a smile:
"But it is considered a first step forward, so if I die, then I die, although from what I heard, it seems like I might not actually die... By the way, you have a ’special case’ here, right?
Can you arrange for me to see him?
To allow me to adapt in advance to the treatment I might have afterward."
"Let’s wait until the conversation is over first."
Loyal Brother didn’t give a definite answer. He exited the ward quickly and paced to the villa’s balcony to light a cigarette, his heart pounding involuntarily.
