Force-Field Simulation

The Chief Engineer was once again slept with by Big Sis Rose.

Big Sis Rose No. 3's skill level was as tender as her version age, so the Chief Engineer rarely got to enjoy the feeling of a serf-turned-landlord. An old man suddenly displaying a young girl's madness—holding a bear in his left hand and a hound in his right.

It felt pretty good.

Big Sis Rose's current state was extremely strange. It was somewhat like split personality, but not entirely.

If it really were split personality, given Big Sis Rose's temper, she probably would have beaten both sides' brains out—no, even the rich woman's brains would have been scattered.

There could only be one Big Sis Rose in this world. That was me, Black Rose!

The current situation was more like Black Rose at different ages undergoing "metabolism" in a way outsiders couldn't understand. Today she was the Iron Sand Desert version, tomorrow the domineering female CEO version, and the day after tomorrow she might be in her teenage years again.

Without a doubt, she had used the authority of the "Metabolism Queen" to supplement this incomplete "divine technology."

Failed technology from sixty years ago couldn't simply be considered successful because it had been brought into the present.

However, Big Sis Rose was organizing the research teams of four super corporations to study this "ancient technology" for her. Yesterday, he had seen level-30, level-40, and even level-50 scientists.

For a secondary profession to reach the second tier, one had to be an authority in a research field. In that underground research base, the Chief Engineer had seen at least ten bionic-man grandmasters.

And if Black Rose's path succeeded, truly becoming the "God of Bionic Men," she would probably become an existence even more terrifying than Gaia's Will.

She might