That was not the only change in the factory.
Roland noticed that many workers were dismantling the billboards on both sides of the road along the way. The noisy construction site was now quiet, as if the huge Auto City project had been emptied in the blink of an eye. Scaffolding had been set up inside and outside the low wall that was used to separate the construction site. It seemed that a new outer wall was going to be built on this foundation.
What was more, he saw many armed policemen setting up cordons and checkpoints outside the project department. Anyone who entered or left the building had to be identified, and vehicles were not allowed to approach the project department building.
After verifying his and Garcia's IDs, the policemen gave them a standard military salute and opened the gate for them.
"Oh my god..." Garcia whispered, "What did you ask the Association to do?"
"To be honest, I don't know more than you do," Roland said innocently, shaking his head. "I haven't asked for anything yet."
As the two of them walked to the front of the building, Garcia's footsteps paused slightly, and she could not help but frown.
Standing outside the door was her father, Garde, one of the members of the Clover Board of Directors.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Garde nodded at his daughter and then stretched out his hand. "Mr. Roland, although I knew you were extraordinary the first time I met you, I didn't expect that you would exceed my expectations. From today onwards, this factory is yours. "
Garde was congratulating Roland, but there was not much joy in his tone. His expression was quite complicated, like a collection of contradictions. If the first time they met, the middle-aged man was obviously scornful, then the second time, because of his relationship with the Guardian, it had changed to a fake friendliness. This time, the emotions that he revealed were probably his true feelings.
"Isn't the new energy Auto City a key project of the Clover Group? Is it really good to give it away like this? " Garcia said sarcastically. "I thought the Clover Group would be more strong-willed when they tried to demolish the tube-shaped apartment in spite of public opinion."
Surprisingly, Garde did not show any anger. Instead, he smiled bitterly and said, "The Martialist Association has made an offer that our family can't refuse. Although I'm a member of the board, I can't stop this decision. In addition, the Clover Group has also officially suspended the demolition and reconstruction of the tube-shaped apartment. It will be announced at the press conference later. You don't have to wave flags for those residents anymore, daughter. "
Garcia was startled.
"The demolition … is over?"
"Yes, it's all over." Garde said slowly, "I know you won't forgive me easily even if it's over, but at least we're no longer 'enemies'. If you want to see your brother in the future, you can come to our house anytime. Of course … "He looked at Roland." You can also bring him along. "
After sending the two of them into the hall, Garde waved his hand and left the department building.
Before the two of them could react, the secretary in charge of receiving them had already brought them into the main conference room.
There were forty to fifty people sitting in a room of nearly a hundred square meters. Almost everyone was dressed in formal wear. It didn't look like a meeting at a construction site at all. There were a total of four chairs at the head of the long table. Other than Guardian Rock, there were two other people sitting there. One was about forty or fifty years old, with a capable face, and the other had grizzled hair, but his eyes were full of vigor.
Obviously, the last chair was reserved for him.
Garcia seemed to have woken up from her daze and gave him a gentle push from behind.
Roland nodded, stepped forward, and sat beside Rock.
After his experience as a king, he naturally wouldn't have stage fright in such an occasion. Instead, he became more and more curious. Judging from their behavior, it was obvious that the Association was planning to give him a surprise.
However, after the secretary announced the start of the meeting and introduced the participants one by one, Roland was left speechless. Although he knew that the Martialist Association had a long history and had a considerable influence on the government, this "surprise" was still far beyond his expectations.
From metallurgy to materials, from mechanical design to automatic control, almost all of the participants were authoritative experts in their respective fields. Among them were academic masters from the National Academy of Sciences, as well as technical leaders from private companies. More importantly, these forty to fifty people were just representatives. Each of them had a huge team behind them, and they could completely take care of the entire process from research and development to production.
The two people sitting on his right were the chief technical director, Director Wu, and the administrative director, Director Liu. The former coordinated the progress of various research projects, while the latter was responsible for the allocation of personnel and resources. The entire system was obviously professional, and the small team from the Design Bureau of Graycastle couldn't compare.
Because of this, the Association had taken over this piece of land. Without enough land, it was impossible to carry out so many research projects at the same time.
In addition, both of them were also representatives of the government and were among the few in the meeting who knew about the project.
The whole project was named the "Nuwa Project". It was very appropriate to use the legend of patching up the sky to fight against the Erosion. However, because only a few government officials knew about the "other world", the paper documents explained the project as a "recovery drill". That was, assuming that human civilization would eventually be destroyed by the Erosion, and the survivors would use the post-war resources to rebuild civilization on the ruins.
One of the key reasons was that some of the Awakened had undergone a rare mutation under the influence of the Erosion and evolved special abilities that were very different from the existing Force of Nature. Therefore, any research project must take these factors into account. As for the specific appearance of the special abilities, it was up to the Association's Chief Hunter, Roland.
Seeing this, Roland almost spat out the tea he had just drunk.
In other words, the main content of the meeting was to listen to him announce the abilities and discuss their uses. Even if he made it up, everyone had to seriously consider how the abilities would affect the reconstruction of civilization.
It was fortunate that the Martialist Association was doing this. If he had announced this almost childish condition himself, perhaps half of the experts present would immediately leave.
"I wonder if Mr. Roland is satisfied with this plan?" Rock looked at him and smiled. "Previously, when you made that request to me, you said that it was extremely important to this world. I thought it was just an exaggeration, but now I understand the true meaning of your words. Considering that the manifestation of magic in the two worlds is different, no matter how strange your request is, they won't be able to raise any objections. "
Roland raised his eyebrows. "You believe … everything I said?"
"To be honest, I don't know either." He retracted his gaze. "But as long as we can work together to defeat the Erosion, there will always be a chance to verify it in the future, right? And this brand new Design Bureau is just the beginning. "
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