After the lively dinner, Chen Xuan and Lin Qing went out together, taking a walk along the residential complex's footpaths to aid digestion.
Information related to the Dimensional Limit Organization was not something Xu Xuanling could not hear. It was simply that she had only just entered an unfamiliar environment, and taking in too much information at once might leave her confused.
The negotiations with Walter had gone quite smoothly. For the time being, they no longer needed to worry about N959 Requiem going out of control, while still being able to make use of it. And with cybernetic eyes, a product far ahead of its time, Walter Corporation's interests would remain tied to theirs for a long while.
Chen Xuan was not surprised by this outcome. Lin Qing was a genuine transmigrator and held a great many of the Organization's commercial secrets. Handling an arms dealer was easy for her. More importantly, using Artifacts instead of Nanobugs for production had eliminated one of their greatest concerns: whether the future Nanobug Plague might be connected to what they were doing.
Although Lin Qing had repeatedly stressed that Nanobugs only underwent spontaneous self-organizing awakening when forming large macroscopic objects, and that compliant usage was perfectly safe, Chen Xuan could tell that she was not entirely certain herself.
After all, the Nanobugs used in cybernetic bodies and the Nanobugs behind the Nanobug Plague were essentially the same thing.
Now, that hidden worry no longer existed.
It also indirectly confirmed something: Lin Qing herself was definitely not the key figure behind the Organization's development of Nanobugs. Otherwise, when she changed her mind, history as a whole should have undergone drastic changes.
Yet the world remained quiet, and the door to Room 202 was still shut tight. That meant the future had not changed.