Hey, What's with the Sudden Change in Tone, You Bunch of Bastard Cultists!

Hey, What's with the Sudden Change in Tone, You Bunch of Bastard Cultists!

The Scholar faction's research base was as peaceful and quiet as ever today.

As a secluded area far removed from the affairs of the world, it was rare for anyone to endure the loneliness of staying cooped up here for months without going outside. But the Twilight's servants sent here all had the makings of researchers and shut-ins. Give them a laboratory, enough experimental materials, and enough new knowledge, and they could hide away and amuse themselves until the end of the world.

Mm, that was also the Scholar faction's most distinctive trait.

Though the Scholar faction was an extremely important part of the Twilight organization, its members were unlike the action-oriented members of other factions, who felt uncomfortable if they went a single day without causing trouble. Unless they had a mandatory assignment, they wanted nothing to do with the outside world.

All they wanted was to stay in their own laboratories and painstakingly reproduce the precious knowledge of the Golden Age's creations.

The creation of ratmen was just one of the Scholar faction's research projects.

In terms of importance, it didn't even rank among the top five projects currently underway. So there was no need to expect that this biological research base dedicated to the evolution of ratmen would be fortunate enough to relocate to headquarters. The faction had strict standards for evaluation and promotion.

Given the ratman project's current contribution and importance to the Twilight cause, the Twilight researchers at the base would have to work even harder if they wanted a promotion.

"But that's all right!

As long as our ratman army makes a decisive contribution during the assault on the Brass Fortress, all of us at Base R-9 will be rewarded by