Mr. Cui was dissatisfied. "Going to headquarters now might be like a fish swimming into a net, seeking death of its own accord. Doctor, am I to understand that you want me to die?"
"How could that be?"
Doctor Bai analyzed the situation calmly. "The Ding Corporation issued a one-month kill order, didn't they? There's still a month left. What are you afraid of? If we act now, there's still time."
"I'm not going."
Mr. Cui refused. "Our time is precious. During this month, we need to find a new refuge, build a new scientific research institute, and locate the materials and Earth Golems you need. All of that takes time. One month is too short."
"The Second Generation Witch is crucial. Once we find her and take her somewhere new, I can use her as a foundation to create more Witch warriors."
"But didn't you say that the Witch Project was clearly doomed to collapse halfway through?"
"Before, the chaebol thought the Witches were uncontrollable, so they terminated the project. But now, we can't afford to care about that. Even if the Witches are uncontrollable and destroy us, this world will inevitably be destroyed by the Witches afterward. If I'm going to die, I'll drag the Ding Corporation down with me."
Doctor Bai's expression was somewhat ferocious.
A chill ran faintly across Mr. Cui's brow as he thought of Doctor Bai's ruthlessness and heartlessness over the years. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Fine. I'll make the trip myself. But as for finding a place and Earth Golems, you'll have to handle that yourself."
"Don't worry. You already found a suitable place in advance. I'm only going there to inspect it. By the time I finish my inspection, you should have brought the Second Generation Witch out as