Testing the Waters
There was no silver here, three hundred taels of it!
Dr. Moller's reaction further confirmed Li Bai's suspicion.
At first, he had merely thrown out a casual probe. Who could have guessed that the other party really was just as he had imagined—betraying his own side for outside interests? Now that was something.
"I swear!"
Li Bai swore without hesitation.
If he violated this oath, he would be stabbed six times by the Demon King and thrown into the eighteenth level of hell.
In any case, the Lihai'er Conglomerate and Demville had nothing to do with him. Whether they suffered misfortune or not had nothing to do with him whatsoever.
"'Tears of an Angel' isn't in my hands."
Seeing Li Bai swear so readily, Dr. Moller finally relaxed.
He was not worried that the other party would break his word. Among the seven "Saints," one was skilled in Spell Arts and could turn an oath into reality. Once someone swore an oath, it could be enforced.
"Can you tell me about the 'Armored Nightmare'?"
Li Bai had not gotten much information from Demville last time.
After all, the chairman was not an expert in the relevant field. His explanations had been vague and muddled, making things difficult to understand.
Dr. Moller, on the other hand, was the person chiefly responsible for the "Armored Nightmare." Asking him meant asking the right person.
"What do you want to know?"
Dr. Moller furrowed his brows.
The secret field test of the biological combat weapon "Armored Nightmare" on the African Continent some time ago had caused no small amount of trouble. Only now had things finally been brought under control.
Because of it, the Moller Institute and the Lihai'er Conglomerate had been forced to distribute yet more benefits and bring in