Inside Lungmen's bustling White Tower, the structure was surprisingly simple. After passing through the seemingly perfunctory main hall, the Umbrella employee had to traverse a long, white corridor to reach the office of Mayer, the chief executive officer and researcher. In the Umbrella employee's eyes, this white corridor was what looked somewhat abnormal inside the White Tower. If asked what, he couldn't give a reason, but it was just intuition.

'Blood vessel.'

The consciousness of a certain supervisor attached to him directly said:

'These structures are like blood vessels; we are walking on a blood vessel. I can feel a terrifying power surging around. It doesn't seem to belong to any system we understand, but it moves like a living thing. And you should have seen the slogans on it, right?'

'Yes, sir. I saw them. But these slogans truly make one feel very uneasy…'

Looking at the various slogans faintly appearing around the white corridor, the staff member truly felt an inexplicable sense of fear.

In impression, the White Tower had no living people; in other words, all the slogans herein depended on Mayer's mentality and thoughts. That workshop head who previously only worked at Rhine Lab, now burst forth with unimaginable talent single-handedly, but what was hidden beneath this talent could be somewhat perceived from those slogans, which looked somewhat mottled yet still shone brightly.

'Life itself has no sanctity; remove self-awareness, view the world from a more rational perspective.' 'All things are not absolute; replaceable environments and backups lead to success.' 'Our own existence is meaningless; only by updating ourselves can we better study the world.'

It was full of such slogans, which were completely heretical to Umbrella. No ***** [censored in original], no desired understanding, purely considering these things with a neutral attitude.

So it was no wonder her products didn't reject any so-called living or dead things at all; based on this ideological foundation, there were probably only two categories: usable and unusable.

'Denying the sanctity of life… She has already reached some kind of extreme.'

The supervisor in his mind looked at the will in the handwriting and said indignantly:

'Life itself is the most sacred; it has undergone hundreds of millions of years of evolution and change, it is our most perfect mentor and most perfect vessel. If this so-called Machine Queen one day sees our Umbrella's perfect biological weapons, she will eventually change her views.'

'But, Supervisor, she seems not only to have seen them, but also to have eaten quite a few of our biological weapons. If I remember correctly, she was also responsible for similar projects at Raythean Industries. Because the performance of this thing is really too good, we simply have no way to give up such a good reusable recycling device; even if she is an apostate, we must take down such machinery, otherwise our war…'

'That's precisely why I came.'

The supervisor's voice in his mind was full of confidence.

Thinking of this supervisor's abilities, the intelligence officer also showed a relieved expression.

They indeed came to take a desperate risk , because in war, the growth environment and various needs of organic matter were much higher than those of inorganic steel, and the results weren't particularly good. They came here to seek Mayer's help, and regrettably, they themselves knew they couldn't offer much of a price.

So when they reached the end of the corridor, looking at the figure working with her head down, they didn't say much, just looked at Mayer's figure with a meaningful smile. From beginning to end, Umbrella had never lost its advantage in high-end combat power. Raythean Industries' high-end combat power could only maintain a balance in this aspect, still needing countless miscellaneous troops to assist. But Umbrella Bio was unmatched in Columbia regarding high-end combat power.

And this was also their confidence in taking this desperate risk.

"Then excuse me…"

We didn't want to reach this step either.

A regretful expression appeared on the Umbrella Bio employee's face; an almost invisible object, existing only on a conceptual soul level, gradually emerged from the employee's body.

This was a supervisor from Umbrella Bio, mainly responsible for intelligence work. After internal adjustments within Umbrella, his Originium Arts had become a conceptual thing; as long as it was an object with thought and life, it could be forcibly attached to and manipulated by him. If the other party had resistance awareness, it might be troublesome, but how much resistance awareness could a shut-in girl have?

The Umbrella Bio supervisor confidently displayed his abilities, colliding with Mayer's seemingly smiling yet not smiling expression.

And in that instant, the supervisor finally knew what Mayer's essence was.

The White Tower.

The White Tower, which had almost become a landmark of Lungmen, its essence was Mayer herself.

'…'

Sensing the huge white life form that almost permeated the entire Lungmen, the Umbrella supervisor almost stopped his breathing.

Countless combinations of machinery and biomass, interconnected nerves and mechanisms, ultimately created this White Tower. It could be considered Mayer's avatar, a part of Mayer. Under the effect of neural connection devices and distributed brain processors, Mayer, who appeared to be sitting inside, was actually one with the entire White Tower.

Mayer didn't not go out; quite the opposite, she seemed to be omnipresent throughout Lungmen, fundamentally having no need to go out. The white building of the White Tower was her hand, her will. Compared to the enormous volume that spanned heaven and earth, the Umbrella Bio supervisor had no doubt that if he merged into it, his head would instantly be burst by the massive amount of information centrally processed due to the change in sovereignty, becoming a shining star in the night sky.

The Machine Queen was not an undeserved reputation.

"Do you have any other thoughts?"

Seemingly having seen the Umbrella supervisor's energy body in mid-air through some special observation means, Mayer showed a mocking smile and snapped her fingers. And then, as if reflecting Mayer's will, the surrounding white walls squirmed, gradually displaying their due transformative abilities. Looking at the walls that seemed like living things, even the most foolish person realized something incredible seemed to have happened here.

"…"

"…"

"Looks like there are none? Was Rem Billiton also a lie? Then get lost. I'm very busy."

Mayer shrugged at the pale-faced intelligence officer. A pure white arm gradually extended from the wall, picked up the personnel frozen in place, and then directly spat them out from inside the White Tower. That appearance was simply like a person spitting out a fruit pit they choked on.

And regarding the Umbrella Bio employee spat outside, those organizations that had been observing all along also noted down this scene.

Umbrella Bio arrogantly demanded dialogue, was then spat out, fell quite miserably.

Looking at the figure fleeing in disarray outside the monitor, Mayer pursed her lips and casually made a phone call.

"Hello? Boss? I was just scammed."

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