In Schultz’s office, Moritz once advised Wu Chang, telling him that doing business cannot uphold too high moral standards, and used Farrell as an example for him.
If among all the arms dealers in the world, the immorality is concentrated in one stone, Farrell could be said to lack eight buckets full.
Within Hymn Company, almost all the dirty work that even their own people can’t tolerate is handled by Farrell.
To his subordinates, Farrell is an inspiring icon who climbed up from the bottom step by step, being gentle and approachable, many employees from other departnts even voluntarily ask him for autographs.
But if viewed from the perspective of Level Seven or Eight employees, or even Level Nine employees, many of them would rather face Schultz than deal with Farrell.
Having a connection with this guy often leads to bad luck.
The scenes within the grievance further validated Farrell’s value of gold.
After the evening’s celebration banquet, Farrell arranged for Zou Bo and Zou Yuan to briefly hand over their tasks, at two in the morning, taking advantage of the still early ti, Farrell led the two to the new work location to familiarize themselves with the environnt in advance.
The process of the action was very mysterious, Farrell took the two on a completely sealed vehicle, unable to see outside, the car body had undergone special treatnt, making it impossible to feel the direction of movent.
Farrell told the two that due to their exceptional talents, they were transferred to a special departnt with the highest level of confidentiality, the special departnt’s location is top secret, commuting required a special vehicle, including Farrell himself, needing the sa transport to and from the place.
Zou Bo and Zou Yuan did not suspect anything, after all, Hymn Company has nurous black technologies, with at least dozens of corporate spies caught each year, making a high level of confidentiality quite reasonable.
After a journey without any bumps, almost as if sitting in place without having moved, the car door opened, and the three stepped outside.
Passing through the parking lot and the elevator, the three entered a bizarre laboratory.
The lab was very busy, yet not a single researcher was present, the entire laboratory highly automated with all instrunts operating on their own.
The entire lab was eerily quiet,
"Manager Farrell, do they need us here?" Zou Bo asked hesitantly.
Farrell smiled and said, "Of course, no matter how precise the instrunts are, they need people to operate them. Our Hymn Company’s weapons are focused on being people-oriented, the most important core is people, of course you two are needed here."
"To put it accurately, it’s impossible without you."
Zou Bo and Zou Yuan, although they didn’t know what they were going to do, were very pleased to receive such affirmation from Farrell.
Zou Yuan, who idolizes Farrell, couldn’t wait and said, "Manager Farrell, when do we start working?"
"Young people are always impatient." Farrell chuckled, gesturing for the brothers to follow him, he swiped his identity card to open the central area of the laboratory, leading them to two special chanical pods.
"Before managing this laboratory, we must inject a manager chip into your body, it’s just a minor surgery, it will be over in a few minutes."
The style of the chanical pods was similar to the dical pods used for Spiritual Power Activation surgery, the two did not suspect anything and entered.
As Farrell started the surgery, they saw countless chanical arms extend from the chamber walls, cutting open their arms and inserting a microchip inside.
The chip’s entry into their bodies did not give them the power to control the lab but rather took away their ability to control their own bodies.
Imdiately, they saw more and more chanical arms reaching out, the arms bearing various strange items, continuously injecting sothing into their bodies.
Zou Bo sensed that sothing was wrong, attempting to struggle but unable to feel his limbs, trying to roar, but his throat could muster no strength, only producing a gasp-like sound.
Wide-eyed, he looked at Farrell, trying to catch his attention and tell him there was sothing wrong with the equipnt.
Farrell t Zou Bo’s gaze, understanding his thoughts, approached the chanical pod, and said through the glass of the chamber door:
"At first it might be uncomfortable, endure it for a bit, it’ll be over soon."
A few minutes later, the chanical arms surrounding the two retracted into the chamber walls, and pale blue liquid was injected from the bottom of the chanical pod.
A cool sensation spread from their numb lower limbs, easing the tense expressions of Zou Bo and Zou Yuan, but as their gaze fell downward, they were instantly stunned.
They saw their bodies slowly dissolving in the pale blue liquid.
At this mont, Farrell outside the pod dropped his facade, speaking slowly to the two:
"Oh, I seem to have forgotten to tell you, the na of the highest confidentiality departnt you’re joining is called the Essence Armor Developnt Division."
The Zou brothers in the chanical pod realized sothing was wrong and tried to struggle, but it was too late.
The liquid had already covered their waists, their bodies from the waist down had rged into the blue liquid, gradually dissipating not only their flesh but also their minds and consciousness.
Farrell said with a hint of self-mockery:
"Your Spiritual Ability Activation Surgery was very effective, attaining A-Level talent, unlike , a C-Level useless talent. Only field operations are the most suitable places for you, you should continue fighting rather than being promoted to managent, wasting your talents."
Watching as the Zou brothers’ bodies fully dissolved below the neck, leaving only their heads floating on the liquid, Farrell pressed the remote control in his hand and the instrunts opposite the chanical pods lit up, revealing two molds with sword-shaped grooves inside.
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