The World is Sick

Helena frowned, obviously unable to agree.

The purple-haired wife opened the curtains and looked at the bustling city outside the commercial building. Half of her mature body was shining in the light, while the other half was hidden in the darkness.

"With a population of 60 billion in the world, how many superhumans are there who break through the limits of the human body?"

"Less than thirty million..."

Helena thought for a moment, and answered frankly. She had seen the number of numbered members in the mutant registration act, and the list of superheroes added every year by the Avengers, so she had a general understanding.

Moreover, the figure of [-] million is an optimistic estimate, and many extraordinary people do not have the combat ability of practical value.

"Therefore, heroes are only a minority, and ordinary people are the main body on this planet."

"We can't always rely on the miracles brought by these extraordinary beings, luck will one day be defeated by reality."

"And from this moment on, where will humanity go?"

Yuriko Takashiro looked at her slender and weak hands and shook her head helplessly.

Immediately, the five fingers of the purple-haired wife's right hand were tightly clenched into the palm of her hand, her expression became firm and emotional.

"Even when heroes fall, humans cannot live in fear. If nothing can protect us, we must protect ourselves!"

"Let human beings dare to face their fears and not blindly expect miracles. Everyone can be their own hero! This is the meaning of the establishment of the SCP Foundation."

Yuriko Takashiro paused, with a worried tone.

"I suspect that there may be undiscovered special containment objects on Skull Island, and the threat level is very high."

"Therefore, before containment, we need to send D-class personnel into Skull Island to contact this threat, record its reaction and harm to the general human population, and find preventive measures from it."

"The three divas are just the last insurance measure. If there is no initial tentative contact, once the crisis expands, more lives will fall."

Helena understood that the boss's decision seemed cold-blooded and unreasonable, but it was the best solution from the perspective of the human group.

This is not the first time Yuriko Takashiro sent her fresh life to the "grave" called the battlefield.

I guess people like me should go to hell after death, right?The purple-haired wife raised her lips to laugh at herself.

The premise is that there are words.

At this time, Helena quietly exited the boss's office, hoping to give her boss some alone time.

Unlike other superhumans in the O5 Council, Yuriko Takashiro had been injected with various types of gene enhancers many times, but the effect was quite limited.

And it is such a weak ordinary person who, after the death of the founder Kevin, not only allowed the SCP Foundation to continue to grow and grow, but also managed someone's backyard to such an extent that it was unbelievable.

What is even more rare is that no matter it is the O5 Council, or the Avengers, St. Freya Academy, Anti-Entropy and other organizations, they are all willing to work with this purple-haired wife.

Therefore, in a sense, Takashiro Yuriko's talent is not inferior to that of Cocolia.

It's just that the difference between the two is that one is good at headwind output, and the other is good at stable support.

ps: This one has been re-edited, it's free.

Chapter 460 Chapter [-] The Breeding of "Cats" (Fourth Change)

In fact, if you look closely, there are traces of someone on both of them.

For example, Cocolia's character is domineering and strong, and she makes moves and fights, which is clearly the style of that person planning the overall situation on the battlefield.

On the other hand, Yuriko Takashiro is better at considering everyone's feelings, trying her best to find a balance point and satisfy everyone's needs. These are obviously infected by Kevin's daily life habits of words and deeds.

The two are also a publicity, a restrained.

Except for a small number of insiders, within the SCP Foundation, I am afraid that there are very few people who know that Yuriko Takashiro is the actual spokesperson of the organization.

In fact, she just wanted to be a good supporter, but because of a moment of enthusiasm, the bastard slapped his butt and went there, threw a bunch of mess to her, and drove the ducks to the shelves by himself, and he came to where he is today.

The word "bastard" has only been used a few times by Yuriko Takashiro, who is very well-bred, and it has become exclusive to someone.

I just want to be your Persian cat and have a soft meal, but in the end, I have to do everything myself.

Moreover, when she opened the yard, she saw that the "group of cats" raised by a certain bastard needed her to feed them.What is it all about!

The purple-haired wife thought about it, and couldn't help laughing out loud, her silver teeth were a little itchy, she really wanted to grab that bastard back, bite him, and scratch his face with plum blossoms.

"Wow!"

Just as the purple-haired wife was leaning on the swivel chair and chuckling, a tiptoe figure touched the window and opened the window for ventilation.

"Sayuri, come on, it's time for a physical examination, don't run around."

Ju Chuan Shizuka, who had been promoted to her personal doctor because of her friendship in the swimming pool, was wearing a pink nurse uniform and stepped forward with a tray.

Because the clothes are too tight, the cow puts the fat on the chest directly on the tray while walking, and the little idiot who can stumble after walking a few steps has the same cute expression as always.

"Xiao Baihe, your blood pressure is a bit high, who made you angry again?"

Yuriko Takashiro pinched the fat cheek of the baby cow, narrowed her eyes, and asked angrily.

"I heard you received love letters again? How many letters in a row?"

Ju Chuan Shizuka patted her trembling chest with a confused expression.

"Are you worried about these? Have you lost them all?"

"Didn't you say that if you dare to pick up these things randomly, you won't support me in the future?"

The busty school doctor was quite loyal and straightforward when it came to changing owners.

Really heartless... The purple-haired wife rolled her eyes coquettishly, secretly complaining about this well-developed orange cat.

"By the way, Xiao Chunxia said that her research institute needs a fund approval..."

Ju Chuan Shizuka tapped her head, remembering a senior's entrustment, and raised her hand to ask the owner casually.

"Is she still squatting in the laboratory all day doing research?"

Takashiro Yuriko asked casually, and let Ju Chuan Shizuka rest her two lumps of fat on her shoulders.

After the BOSS died, she took over and became the new owner. She was in a state of full stocking of Laura's wild and unruly cats. After all, the relationship formed by countless life changes will basically not be shaken.

Asada Shino's kind of Xiaojiabiyu type, it just took some time to cultivate.

On the contrary, it was Yingman Chunxia who had a special relationship with that bastard, which made Takashiro Yuriko quite worried.

As a result, the woman's reaction after hearing Kevin's death was beyond her expectations.

He actually went to Siberia to collect samples, hoping to resurrect that man from a biological point of view.

"He owes me three labs, two meals, an apology, and a farewell..."

"Only by living can I return..."

When Takashiro Yuriko picked her up, Yingman Chunxia's expression was quite confused, maybe even she herself didn't know why she insisted on seeing that person again.

In her life, even her husband Ying Man Hei Zhou probably never occupied such a special position.

It must be lonely to live alone.

Yuriko Takashiro thought of the encyclopedia of cats she had summarized, and guessed that it was almost time for a group to send warmth, so she couldn't help but slapped Ju Chuan Shizuka's trembling chest.

"I know how to eat snacks and sleep all day, it's so heavy, be careful and throw you away later!"

Ju Chuan Shizuka muttered a little aggrieved.

"He is exercising, doing breast enhancement exercises every day..."

He can also bully and bully this naturally dull Yuriko Takashiro in his spare time, and give him another slap with a straight face.

"Stop practicing, from now on, I will spend two hours a day learning women's self-defense with Helena!"

"Call Chunxia at night, let's go shopping first, and stay with me for training this week."

Although Ju Chuan Shizuka was puzzled, but because it was the owner's request, she had to nod obediently.

"By the way, the original video of the breast enhancement exercise was sent to my mailbox, and I will delete it for you, so as not to be distracted!"

Takashiro Yuriko secretly held the fat on her chest, then looked at the two lumps hanging on Ju Chuan Shizuka's body, and issued orders solemnly.

After the naturally dull school doctor finished today's routine inspection with a wrinkled face, the purple-haired wife looked at the empty and bright office, feeling that the light was a bit dazzling, and pulled down the curtain again.

When she opened the drawer, a photo of her daughter Takashiro Saya came into view when she was a child. She fondled it with her fingertips for a moment, and then quietly put it back to the original place.

In fact, Takashiro Yuriko and her daughter have been in a cold war for several years. On the one hand, it is because of her busy work, and on the other hand, it naturally appears in her relationship with the BOSS.

Saya has indeed inherited her mind, but she has a sharp personality and cannot tolerate the slightest bit of sand, and it is difficult to accept her mother's empathy.

Yuriko Takashiro did not deny this.

In the initial bed market, this purple-haired wife did make her most shameful transaction with the mentality of seeking perfection.

But at night in Los Angeles, her emotions towards that man had completely changed to gratitude and respect, and she wanted to give back to her mother and daughter, two duckweeds, to rely on.

Even in order to achieve her goal, she dragged Ju Chuan Shizuka into the water, which shows her utilitarian mind.

However, what I didn't expect was that this man gave her the broadest stage and the greatest trust after changing hands. This is the respect and honesty that her ex-husband Soichiro Takashiro did not achieve.

The resoluteness of the lunar war and the arrangement of the aftermath made her see the responsibility and courage of this little man.

The imperceptibly superimposed touch finally made Yuriko Takashiro the one who turned the tide.

You treat me like a scholar of the country, why should I repay you with this body.

Everything should be so pure, so simple.

However, during the ten years in power, after she learned about the collapse of the world through the SCP Foundation, she had uncontrollable emotions for the man who died generously.

Yes, she fell.

Within this organization, I am his former lover, his believer, and even the most loyal supporter.

The purple-haired wife opened half of the curtains, half in the light and half in the shadows, overlooking the vast world and all living beings.

Boss, your sacrifice is worth it. Although the world is not getting better, at least it is not getting worse.

In any case, the SCP Foundation will never back down!

If we stand in front, the people behind us can live well.

ps: I only have time in the evening to make up for the update. Finally, the update is done. It's a bit late, sorry.

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