One day later--
"Why the long face? In a bad mood? What a coincidence—I'm in a great mood."
Outside the Biological Laboratory, Gao Gong blocked Doctor Yu, who was either in the laboratory or conducting biological experiments, and asked with a beaming smile.
"You certainly arranged a fine watchdog!"
Doctor Yu, who was usually expressionless and showed no mercy toward any living species, rarely spoke through gritted teeth.
"Watchdog? Who?"
"Old Walter!"
"Oh, you mean that old dog. He certainly has plenty of experience as a watchdog. What, did he reject your funding application for biological experiments again?"
Ever since Gao Gong had handed the faction's financial authority over to Old Walter, the clone leader had immediately displayed his vigorous and decisive side. Not only had he punished several old-timers who violated the faction's rules, he had also strictly controlled funding for various projects. In his words—
'Although the Legion isn't short of money right now, pruning the branches of the technology tree and focusing our efforts on conquering key projects is also an important part of developing the faction's technology.'
And as the person involved, Doctor Yu could say that she had suffered deeply from it.
To put it simply, every single application for experimental project funding she had submitted over the past few months had been rejected.
Apart from the two key biological projects arranged by Gao Gong, Doctor Yu couldn't conduct any other research at all.
"You should do something about him. I don't think he's a good person."
Doctor Yu rarely filed a complaint, but she wasn't suited to whispering into anyone's ear. Her words had no bite whatsoever.
"But according to Old Walter's report, since entering the interstellar era, you've applied for a total of 321 biological experiment projects. Two hundred failed due to insufficient