America War Zone, New Washington Safe Zone.
As a rebuilt Super-Large Safe Zone that concentrated its forces, this place had rapidly become the largest Survivor stronghold in America. Inside a building converted from a Lockheed factory, several researchers in white coats joyfully waved their reports as they rushed toward the military office.
"Major breakthrough! A major breakthrough!"
"Bang!"
Harkins, his heart brimming with joy, forcefully shoved open the conference room door. Ignoring the guards who tried to stop him, he barged straight into the room and slapped the conclusions report in his hand onto the table before everyone.
Under the gazes of a group of high-level Awakened, Harkins, who was only Tier 0, showed no sign of fear. Instead, he desperately straightened what little hair he had left and shouted:
"Gentlemen!"
"Guess what I've made!"
In their excitement, neither he nor the assistants behind him noticed the silent expressions on the faces of everyone in the conference room. They were already in a state of hysterical excitement.
When he realized that no one was speaking up to ask, Harkins gave an unhappy snort, then jumped onto the table and announced loudly:
"Fine! I'll tell you!"
"Just now! We've overcome the combination of inorganic and organic matter! We've created the Flesh Vehicle!"
After speaking, he closed his eyes in intoxication and spread his arms high, seemingly waiting for everyone's cries of surprise and excitement.
However, the silence that lasted from beginning to end made him open his eyes in confusion.
What was going on?
The major project the military had made him research had achieved a breakthrough. Why wasn't there any reaction at all? These muscle-bound idiots who only knew how to fight—could it be that they hadn't understood what he was saying?
Suppressing his displeasure, he cleared his throat and