The World is Sick

Chapter 209 Chapter [-] A Good Show

"Are you threatening me?"

Kayaba Akihiko frowned slightly, obviously understanding the hidden meaning in Kevin's words.

"Actually, I don't like geniuses who have eccentricities and are out of control..."

"Sometimes, you may grow up to be pioneers of the times, but you may also bring more pain to the world."

Kevin drank the boiled water, played with the cup and chuckled, but spoke very seriously.

"Take good care of Miss Rinko, we will transfer the two safely as soon as possible."

"At that time, the research and development team, laboratory, new identity, safe residence, high salary, relative freedom, everything that one expects to have, and the conditions will be very good."

"You should be thankful that you still have bonds with you, and you didn't choose the first answer, friend."

"Otherwise, you are not negotiating business with me, and you can only be a tool person at ease until you die..."

Kayaba Akihiko held the hand of Rinko Kindai tightly, and did not speak. After witnessing Alice's skill and their connection to the Shrine Consortium, he believed that this group of people had such strength.

"I'm looking forward to seeing the Aincrad floating castle designed by you in "Sword Art Online"."

"This dream is very beautiful...so...don't be stained with blood..."

Kevin seems to be consoling, but also seems to be sighing. He also yearns for this kind of dreamy scenery, and hopes to see it a few more times when he has time.

After hearing the name "Aincrad", Akihiko Kayaba was slightly shocked, but he immediately calmed down, looked back at Rinko Kojiro on the hospital bed, and extinguished the dark thoughts in his heart.

"As for the second game "Gun Gale Online", I hope that based on real weapons, the parameters of different firearms can be fully restored..."

"In addition, on this basis, we can try to develop 100% virtual reality equipment..."

Kevin tapped the back of the chair lightly with five fingers, his eyes far away.

"100% realistic level? If the experimenter dies in the game, he is likely to suffer brain damage, or even die directly..."

"Virtual reality interaction...Real firearm parameters...Do you want to use it to train troops?"

This genius in the game development industry guessed Kevin's purpose after a little thought.

But regarding this, there was no slight discomfort on his face, but a faint interest in his eyes.

The follow-up development is still unknown. Kevin did not discuss too much on this topic, but instead recalled the group of frightened children around him recently.

"If the development is successful, I hope to give away more than a dozen game beta accounts..."

"In addition, for the promotional videos of the two games, I have to personally decide the male and female protagonists..."

Konno sisters and Yuuki Asuna's heroic swordsman costume, Asada Shino's ruthless sniper image with Hecate in his arms, he is looking forward to it in reality.

These compensations must be enough to make up for the trauma of their hearts.

The road belongs to you, go for it yourself.

"Market promotion is your business. You can do whatever you want. Rinko and I are only responsible for the research and development of the game..."

Seemingly convinced by Kevin's open and honest discussion, Akihiko Kayaba finally let go, nodded slightly and agreed to cooperate.

"Well, welcome to the SCP Foundation's game development department..."

"After a while, someone will come to contact the two of you. Now I wish you all the best of luck as you are enshrining the courtyard family."

Kevin stretched out his hand with a smile, and shook hands with Kayaba Akihiko to show the completion of their cooperation.

"Are you going back?"

Akihiko Kayaba noticed that Kevin was getting up, and subconsciously asked this temporary partner.

"Of course, the purpose of this trip to absorb your two cash cows into the SCP Foundation has been achieved, and I have other tasks to work harder."

"For example, go back and form a band, write lyrics, and compose music..."

Kevin stood at the door and stretched, and looked back at Akihiko Kayaba. The smile on the commander's face was cheerful and weird, as if he was enjoying the busy process.

What a fun guy, doesn't seem to be annoying...

Kayaba Akihiko looked at the mixed-race youth in the motorcycle suit who put on his helmet in the courtyard and left over the wall. He shook his head slightly, as if he was watching a familiar friend go on a long journey.

And when the game genius fell into a brief trance, his palm was suddenly grasped, and the delicate touch and familiar temperature made him turn around and lean over in a hurry.

"never mind…"

Rinko Kojiro raised her arms with great effort, and gently hugged the man buried in her chest, and patted Kayaba Akihiko's back with her palms, whispering in a low voice, revealing comforting comfort.

"It turns out that you are not that strong...Senior..."

When Akihiko Kayaba's shoulders shrugged slightly, Rinko Kojiro seemed to see the most beautiful scene, smiling gently and happily.

Under the warm sunshine, this pair of lovers who stepped out of nothingness and touched the real again quietly embraced each other.

At the same time, Kevin outside the wall popped two mints into his mouth, hummed a unique melody, and walked forward lazily.

The virtual reality interactive technology is about to be available. With this thing, the SCP Foundation can mass-produce elite troops that can be used while reorganizing the umbrella company.

Although this vacation has been ups and downs, it has also been rewarding.

At the same time, enshrine the courtyard family.

Ming Chongguang, who was recuperating in the bamboo house, carefully read the information in his hand again, then took off his reading glasses, and asked the old servant next to him with a frown.

"Is the news reliable?"

The old servant bowed in response, with a humble attitude.

"Yes, master."

"Oshima Laboratory lost contact last night, and now it is closed, and no one can contact the internal employees."

"In addition, we heard that some chaebols who presided over this project are organizing their staff to investigate the situation inside."

The enshrined Yuanming Chongguang heard the words, his cheeks like old bark spread out, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Go and get the sake I begged from Nara Miwa Shrine, and instruct the kitchen to cook some appetizers."

The old servant looked at the sun, a little confused.

"Patriarch, what is this?"

Enshrined to Yuanming Chongguang, the old fox, his eyes are slightly narrowed, and he smiles, his eyes are dark and deep.

"Drinking...going to the theater..."

Now that the interest has come, why bother to hide it, congratulations are the right of the winner.

[Void Diva Project] not only requires huge manpower, but also strong financial support.

Now, this strongly supported project is obviously about to go bankrupt, and it is estimated that some people will be dragged down. The political and economic legacy they left behind will naturally belong to the virtuous.

Next, it's a feast for the winner to cut the meat and share the food. He enshrines Yuanming Sogo to pick the biggest piece.

After all, they are their own people who were born in their own country and have the ties of their family and country.

ps: Candy from Rinko Kindai and Akihiko Kayaba, does anyone eat it?

Chapter 210 Chapter [-] The child, it is better to give birth to yourself

Two days later, Crawford's small apartment, in the hall.

Kevin was holding his notebook, leaning on the sofa thinking hard, humming a little out of tune, flowing from his lips and teeth.

On the side, Qi Qi concentrated on recording. With his amazing musical talent, he not only restored the tune in Kevin's impression, but also had an impeccable grasp of the vocal cavity.

The children gathered at the small table couldn't help applauding and cheering for this, and their adoring eyes turned to the pink elf who was "hibernating" in the center.

"I've only experienced this kind of shock once at a large concert. It is said that it was a famous artist who went to Vienna for further training. Miao Qi did it with only a cappella! This kid is a genius!"

Yuuki Asuna, who had taken music courses, was full of admiration. She gently straightened Miki's long pink hair and carefully braided it. From time to time, she leaned close to her cheek and gently rubbed the pink-haired girl in her arms.

"Well, it sounds good!"

The praise from the remaining group of children was plain and direct.

After all, either because they suffer from illness and have no time, or because of family constraints and no financial resources, most of them have never been devastated by various "interest classes".

Naturally, their aesthetic appreciation of music is limited to whether it sounds good or not, and whether they like it or not.

"Hey, I did all the composition, lyrics, and post-production! Respect the original author, okay?"

Tired Kevin, lying on the table, feebly raised his hands in protest.

At this time, Qi Qi, who was beside him, suddenly poked his head and pecked on Kevin's lips.

This is... the way you respect?

The scene suddenly fell into a strange silence, and they stared at the girl who looked normal in astonishment, with a dull expression.

"Fruit...orange...delicious..."

After everyone was in a daze for three minutes, Qi Qi, whose reaction was more than a beat slower, rolled his pink tongue, then raised his hand to gently touch the cherry lips, and then pointed to Kevin.

"Mr. Kevin, you bought a new flavor of fruit candy and ate it yourself!"

Angela suddenly realized, a little dissatisfaction appeared on her tensed little face.

"Eating too much sugar, watch out for tooth decay, your father will beat me to death with slippers if he finds out!"

Kevin groaned for himself on the surface, but actually wiped off a cold sweat secretly. The intimacy of Mo Qi towards him has gotten a little out of control.

When I go back this time, I must find a biology teacher for her as soon as possible to make up for her physiology and hygiene class.

Otherwise, if he engages in surprise attacks every day, if he doesn't become a ghost father, he will overturn in the public hall sooner or later.

"No! I want to try!"

Angela pointed to Kevin's bulging pockets, and then to the corners of his lips. She seemed eager to try both things.

"I also want…"

Konno Kapokki's voice first became louder and then quieter, because this delicate child thought of his identity as an AIDS patient, so his expression was a little lost.

"Then... whoever snatches it will own it!"