For the next period of time, Fangzheng gave the girls in the martial arts department a few days off so that they could relax. After all, Resident Evil was too much of a shock for these girls. But it was not entirely without its benefits. At least, these girls seemed to have matured a lot after they came back.
Of course, if this was a very peaceful and stable world, like a game world or a romance world, Fangzheng would not be so bored as to bring them to such a place to seek death. But the Semlia continent itself had a lot of magical beasts, and these people would have to experience all kinds of battles and tests in the future, so the tempering of their tenacious minds was also good for them.
As for the psychological trauma … .he could only leave it to others to clear it up.
After that, Fangzheng took the time to go to the Resident Evil world again to check on the follow-up progress.
The result was satisfactory to Fangzheng.
First, there was Umbrella. This huge multinational corporation collapsed almost overnight. Many of its senior executives were arrested, the company was seized, and all its research bases were sealed by the governments of various countries. It could be said that Umbrella's decades of hard work had returned to its pre-liberation state overnight. All the results of its hard work had been plundered by the governments of various countries, not even a strand of hair was left.
As for Raccoon City, after the governments of various countries took away the vaccines, raw materials, and manufacturing machinery, the place was still bombed by a nuclear bomb. After all, the whole city had almost become a petri dish for the T-virus. If they did not blow it up, were they supposed to keep it around for the New Year?
In short, the culprit was done for. Raccoon City was bombed, and the vaccine was in the hands of various countries. The world was at peace because of this.
But for Fangzheng ….
"It's getting a little boring."
Looking at the newspaper in front of him, Fangzheng curled his lips. Of course, he had planned to bring Cleya here, but now that the Resident Evil was over, there were no zombies to fight, at least for the time being. This world looked like an ordinary, normal world. However, Fangzheng did not intend to bring Cleya here just to relax. He knew that she was a Second Lieutenant of the Military Police. She must have the mission of gathering intelligence when she came to Crossbell this time. If he brought her to a peaceful and stable social environment, she would be able to do whatever she wanted. Therefore, in Fangzheng's opinion, the best way was to find an extremely dangerous environment. It would be best if he could isolate her so that she would have no time to care about other things …. Well, actually, Raccoon City and the manor house were both good places.
But they were all blown to the sky.
Just as Fangzheng was pondering over it, he flipped through the newspaper again and was taken aback when he saw the contents.
Huh? Why is this thing here?
Hmm … .no, come to think of it, it wouldn't be strange for such a thing to appear in a world dominated by biochemical technology … .calculating the time, it should be around this time period ….
Fangzheng stroked his chin and narrowed his eyes.
At first, Fangzheng was still thinking about where to bring Cleya to this world.
But now it seemed that he didn't have to think about it anymore …. That's it!!
After making the decision, Fangzheng immediately made his preparations. After making sure everything was ready, he returned to Semriya with a smile and called Cleya over. He asked her to travel to this world with him.
"Huh? Are we leaving now? "
Cleya was obviously surprised to hear Fangzheng's call.
"Do I need to prepare …."
"Of course." “
In response to Cleya's question, Fangzheng showed an "amiable" smile.
"That world is different from Semriya. You won't be able to wear what you're wearing there."
As he spoke, Fangzheng sized up Cleya in front of him. The Second Lieutenant had long changed out of her grey military uniform and was now wearing an orthodox black maid dress. The skirt covered her knees, a white frilly apron, and white garter stockings …. Well, when matched with the girl's pure and beautiful face, it really had a unique flavor.
Sure enough, the orthodox one was the best.
While admiring Cleya's maid posture, Fangzheng silently gave it a thumbs up. The short skirts in maid cafes in anime and manga were simply evil. A real maid's uniform should be like this: conservative, dignified, and not lose its steadiness. It shouldn't be like those lousy things in those otakus' fantasies where their underwear would be exposed when they bent down. How could that kind of dress be called a maid's uniform? That's obviously a sex toy, okay! It was just short of saying, "Please let me serve you!"
In Fangzheng's opinion, that kind of design was simply blasphemy to a maid's uniform!
A real maid's uniform should be like this. Under the skirt, one could clearly see the slender calves wrapped in white garter stockings and the little black leather shoes she was wearing. It was pure and moving without any pretense. When she blushed and slowly pulled up the long skirt, removing the defense in front of you, that sense of accomplishment was simply unparalleled!
It was precisely because of the tight defense that it was worth conquering! What excitement was there to speak of when the clothes were cool and seductive?!
Cough cough cough, I'm off topic, off topic.
Fangzheng let out a dry cough and pulled his thoughts back. He looked at Cleya again.
"I've prepared a set of clothes suitable for you in that world. It's in the changing room over there. You can go change now."
"Yes!"
After hearing Fangzheng's explanation, Cleya didn't doubt him. She bowed respectfully, turned around, and left. Although she appeared calm on the surface, it could be seen from her slightly hurried manner that she couldn't wait for this trip.
Shortly after, Cleya changed her clothes. Then, Fangzheng led her to the door, set the destination, and Fangzheng opened the door with a wave of his hand.
At the next moment, the two of them walked in.
There was a flash of light.
When Cleya came back to her senses, she was surprised to find that she had left the strange basement. Instead, in front of her was a somewhat dilapidated corridor. She could also see the stairs below and the iron door in front of her.
"Mr. Fangzheng, this is …"
"Lower your voice. Don't say anything later."
Fangzheng whispered to Cleya, who nodded. Then, Fangzheng pushed open the iron door and walked out.
At that moment, Cleya discovered that they were on the roof of a tall building — — Cleya was no stranger to tall buildings. After all, there were all kinds of tall buildings in the imperial capital. But what appeared in front of her made her eyes widen in curiosity. Not far in front of them, a strange machine was parked there. It looked like it was made of iron, but what puzzled Cleya was that there was a huge propeller at the top of the iron box. The propeller was currently spinning and stirring up violent gales.
"Ah, Mr. Fangzheng, you're finally here."
Not far in front of the machine was an old man with white hair and a white beard. He wore a white shirt and held a walking stick as he looked at Fangzheng with a smile. Fangzheng smiled at him and waved his hand.
"Hello, Mr. Hammond. We're not late, are we?"
"No, no, the timing is just right. This is …."
As he spoke, the white-haired old man looked at Cleya curiously. Fangzheng chuckled.
"She's my secretary. She's coming with me this time. Is that alright?"
"Of course not. Come on, we're about to set off."
"Alright."
Facing the old man, Fangzheng chuckled and gestured to Cleya.
"Come on, Miss Cleya. Please lower your head and bend down."
"Ah …. Okay."
Upon hearing Fangzheng's reminder, Cleya shifted her attention away from the crazily spinning propeller above the machine. At the same time, she couldn't help but have some doubts in her heart.
Is this the airship of this world? Isn't it a little too unsafe …. At least, Cleya had never imagined that anyone would ride on such a thing.
Speaking of which, can this thing really fly?
With doubts in mind, Cleya followed Fangzheng and sat on the strange "iron box" in front of her.
To Cleya's surprise, this thing actually flew!
It's flying!
Looking at the ground gradually getting further away from the window, Cleya's eyes widened in astonishment. She couldn't understand what was going on. Could this be the technology of another world? She didn't feel any conductive force …. Fangzheng also told her that there was no conductive force in this world, so she shouldn't casually cast magic. But the people of this world could actually make such a huge machine fly in the sky without the support of conductive force?
How did they do it?
It doesn't look like a steam engine at all ….
Just as Krai was deep in thought, she saw that the metal box had already left the city and was flying towards the sea. Looking at the endless sea, Krai's originally nervous heart relaxed a little. Only then did she turn around and carefully observe the crowd around her.
First, there were two men and a woman sitting opposite her. Among them, the old man in a white shirt seemed to be the person in charge here. Although he looked very old, his every movement had the air of a free and easy leader. The other two, the man and the woman, who were about the same age, seemed to be scholars of a certain profession because Cleya heard others call them doctors …. Unless the meaning of the word in this world was different from that in Semriya, it should be more or less the same.
There were four people sitting on her side. On the other side was a man in a black leather jacket and sunglasses who looked a little unkempt. He gave Cleya the feeling that he was Legate, always smiling mischievously, making it hard to tell what they were thinking. The man seemed to notice Krai's gaze and waved at her with a grin. Krai nodded slightly and looked away.
Sitting next to the man in the black jacket was a man in a suit. He looked nervous and uneasy, and his movements didn't seem very confident. If Klaiya's guess was correct, he should be a servant or something.
And sitting next to her was naturally ….
"Mr. Fangzheng, where are we going?"
Cleya lowered her voice and asked. Facing Cleya's question, Fangzheng shrugged and answered, "I'll take you to see something good.
"I'll take you to see something good. I guarantee it will leave a deep impression on you."
With that said, Fangzheng stared at Cleya and smiled faintly.
"And this is much more exciting than the ones you've seen before. Maybe you can even become a duet man."
"… Huh?"
Before Cleya could react, the old man on the other side suddenly laughed.
"Haha, we're here!"
As the old man spoke, a small island appeared in front of everyone outside the porthole.
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