From Titan Corporation to the Empire of Man

Beep-beep-!

In the dim room, the shrill ringing broke the silence, carrying with it a strong sense of brainwashing repetition.

The source of the sound was a special agent-only giant phone placed on the bedside table, and the light from the screen illuminated the surroundings, vaguely outlining the contours and decoration of the room.

This bedroom is about twelve square meters in size and has a double bed of 1.8 meters x 2 meters. Although it is not particularly spacious, it is arranged in an orderly manner, showing the owner's pursuit of functionality and simple aesthetics.

However, on the computer desk with a hard-light screen generator and an ultra-thin case, there are scattered paper documents piled up randomly, which seems incompatible with the original technological sense of the desktop.

This scene seems to indicate that the owner of the bedroom worked until late last night and was exhausted. He fell asleep without even having time to tidy up.

However, another detail tells of other possibilities.

There were a few messy pieces of clothing scattered on the wooden floor, as if they had been thrown to the ground in a hurry.

Rather than saying that he fell down due to exhaustion, it is better to guess that the owner acted casually and was too lazy to clean up, or it was a special "emergency".

"Forehead"

With a low groan of headache, the bedroom owner, who was awakened by the shrill ringing, turned over suddenly in bed, then half-closed his eyes, habitually stretched out his right hand, and groped on the bedside table.

His fingertips groped casually on the counter, and finally touched the screen of the mobile phone.

After touching the phone, his fingers instantly became quite skillful and he quickly hung up the alarm, allowing the room to return to darkness and silence.

However, this tranquility did not last long.

“Beep—beep—!”

The shrill ringing sound rang out again, echoing throughout the room.

"Who?"

With a bit of obvious dissatisfaction, the owner of the bedroom finally opened his eyes impatiently and uttered vague complaints.

Then he "struggled" out of the quilt. His movements seemed a little slow, and he was obviously still in the dazed state of just waking up. However, due to his "special physique", he soon became completely awake.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, raised his left hand and pressed his forehead, then stretched out his right hand to grab the mobile phone on the bedside table and looked at the screen with half-squinted eyes.

The moment the phone screen lit up, the dim light shone on his face, revealing the appearance of the bedroom owner——

He was a handsome man with a middle-parted golden hair that should have made him look smart and neat. But at this moment, he had just woken up from sleep, so his hair looked disheveled, like a ball of exploded straw.

The glaring light on the screen reflected in his eyes, revealing a bit of impatience and helplessness.

This person is none other than Leon S. Kennedy, the Empire's elite investigator, or rather, the one who has been promoted to Director of Operations in the Investigation Department.

Although he had a handsome face and was usually calm and reliable, he now looked tired and helpless because of the repeated interruptions of the ringing.

After seeing the words "Incoming call: Work" on the screen, Leon's shoulders unconsciously slumped, his expression became even more helpless, and he complained in a low voice:

"Come on. I just took a few days off. Oh! Life."

This sentence perfectly describes his "busy" life after joining Atlas. It seems that he has become accustomed to this endless work mode. Even for him, vacation is just a short luxury.

As he said that, Leon pressed the answer button and raised his hand to tidy up his hair, but found that the "explosive" hairstyle was beyond repair and he could only let it remain in this messy state.

He put the phone to his ear, and a clear voice of a female civilian came from the other side of the microphone, reporting to him:

"Director Kennedy, the joint reconnaissance team has figured out the environment on the other side of the space gate and discovered a city inhabited by many aliens and humans. Now we need the intervention of the Investigation Department."

"Hmm" After hearing the other party's words, Leon felt something was wrong and thought... No, his vacation was ruined again.

However, since it was a matter related to the space gate and even laid the foundation for future integrated wars, Lyon was not so upset and unhappy.

Besides, he was used to it, and then he said in a calm tone:

"and then?"

"The Investigation Department is currently short on manpower, especially as the 'Purge of Dissidents' operations in Universe 14 (Galaxy Fleet) and Universe 15 (Aliens) are entering their final stages, resulting in a shortage of experienced operational commanders."

The female civil servant first explained the dilemma faced by the Investigation Department, and then cut to the ultimate goal, saying:

"Therefore, Minister Wang orders that you be the commander of this intervention operation. As for your vacation, we will apply to your superiors for an extension, and during the operation, you will be paid three times your daily salary as usual, plus corresponding benefits."

Minister Wang?!

When the female civilian staff on the other end of the phone mentioned the source of the order, Leon shuddered all over.

He involuntarily freed his right hand, turned around quickly and reached behind him, trying to find a familiar "existence".

However, what his palm touched was only the empty bed sheet.

???

Leon frowned slightly, confusion flashed in his eyes, and his thoughts fell into a daze.

On one side of the bed there should be the tall, mature, intellectual figure of the "royal sister".

When did she return to work?

Are you up so early?

Then they quickly returned to their investigation department and, according to the current situation, dragged him back to work even though he was on vacation?

Picture what?

Leon was full of confusion, but he was only confused for a moment.

Perhaps he was used to solving problems on his own in such sudden chaos, Leon quickly sorted out his thoughts, put this brief confusion behind him, and focused on the work at hand.

"Okay, I understand. I will go to the ruins base later. Is there anything else you want to report?"

He responded in a deep voice, trying to look calm and efficient, as if those personal actions would not affect his emotions and judgment.

"That's all, Director."

"Ah."

Leon responded lightly and hung up the phone.

Then, he shifted his gaze slightly to the control panel at the head of the bed and whispered:

"Turn on the lights."

As he gave the order, the room's lighting system responded quickly. The bedside lights and the chandelier hanging from the bedroom ceiling lit up together, filling the entire space with soft light.

The light was not dazzling, and the appropriate brightness made him completely get rid of his sleepiness, and the haziness of the early morning gradually dissipated.

In addition, the windows on the east side of the bedroom also began to undergo subtle changes.

At first, the windows offer a tranquil late-night lakefront view.

But when the glass with the holographic imaging system began to adjust automatically and its transparency gradually increased, the morning light outside the window slowly poured into the room, and the warm morning sun gradually illuminated Leon's face, reflecting his still somewhat helpless expression.

In fact, from the wrinkles of the sheets to the scattered clothes, all the details are silently telling the scene of last night——

That was the crazy night that Leon had with the so-called "Minister Wang" Ada Wang.

Although Lyon was on vacation, every time he returned home, he would take time to organize paper documents, review and verify the details of the original actions, and then check the latest developments in the empire.

Yesterday evening, he had a small gathering with his good friend Mike Monardi, drinking beer, eating barbecue and enjoying a rare relaxation.

However, this tranquility was broken by a sudden doorbell ring.

The moment the doorbell rang, Leon immediately became alert.

Especially since it was almost midnight and he was not close to his neighbors, he felt very strange for a moment.

When he checked the identity of the visitor through the surveillance, the familiar figure appeared on the screen, Ada Wang, wearing leather pants and a crimson windbreaker.

And Ada also showed a charming and provocative smile and looked at him through the surveillance.

Seeing this scene, Leon's heartbeat accelerated unconsciously.

Aida's appearance instantly brought him out of his relaxed state.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

When the door opened, the atmosphere changed. What happened next began when Ada raised her left hand and touched Leon's lips with her index finger.

Then something unspeakable happened.

After a "long" period of madness, Leon finally fell exhausted on the bed, letting all the remaining thoughts sink into sleepiness and exhaustion.

The memory of last night is like an oil painting, blurred and elusive, because Ada herself has a mysterious temperament.

When he woke up, Leon went from being confused to being unhappy, and then to learning that the order was issued by Ada. He already understood the cause of all this and that it was the other party's "compensation" for interrupting his vacation.

However, Lyon believed that the other party was more likely to just think it was "fun", after all, Ada's behavior has always been unexpected.

Forget it, Leon was too lazy to figure out what Ada was thinking.

He might never understand that woman's mind in his entire life. Compared with this, various dangerous tasks were actually easier.

Next.

Lyon ordered some takeout to fill his empty stomach, then went to the bathroom to take a shower and wash up. It took him less than ten minutes to clean himself up, and he felt more awake and comfortable.

The originally messy and "exploded" hairstyle has returned to its former "classic" look after washing and care. It looks neat and capable, as if every strand of hair is full of elegance.

After leaving the bathroom, just as Leon came to the cloakroom to change clothes, the intelligent butler with a mechanical tone and voice reminded him:

"Sir, your takeaway will be arriving soon."

Hearing this, Leon changed into fleece-lined agent-grade bulletproof overalls and put on a long-sleeved tight combat suit with a cushioning interlayer.

The light of morning sun poured into the cloakroom through the window, and the room was filled with a faint woody scent, which made him completely forget the unhappiness of having his vacation forcibly interrupted.

After finishing everything, he left for the second floor which had the bedroom, dressing room and bathroom.

The glass staircase leads to the seven-meter-high lobby connecting the first and second floors, and leads directly to the open-air balcony on the east side.

Huh~!

As the unlocked automatic door slowly opened, a cool morning breeze blew in our faces, refreshing us.

Standing on the open-air balcony on the east side, Lyon looked around, his sight extending into the distance, taking in the early morning view of the new Accra city center.

The dazzling array of giant buildings seem to pierce the sky, shining with the metallic luster of the future city.

Giant sky parks are dotted between the buildings, like emerald green islands floating in a sea of ​​steel, injecting some vitality and softness into the busy city.

Multi-level aerial channels are interwoven into a network between the buildings. Civilian, commercial and police hovercrafts each perform their respective functions, like smooth metal rivers, shuttling in an orderly manner through the city's aerial world.

Lyon watched all this silently, feeling an indescribable fulfillment in his heart.

This "new home" is a testament to his past hard work.

Before being promoted to the position of director, Leon had saved enough money to buy a house.

Later, he sold a property in the suburbs and set his sights on a huge building on the east side of the new Accra city.

The building is known for its top-notch property services, excellent location and stunning views.

After much consideration, he finally decided to purchase the top floor of the building and make it his new home.

Although Leon's character has always disdained luxury and high-end lifestyles, he also knows that he needs a more convenient and decent residence to fight for the future of the empire, the company and even the entire human race.

At the same time, perhaps out of some selfish motives, he hoped that by making such a choice, he could gain more opportunities to get along with "that female boss."

Even he himself was too lazy to delve into this hidden thought, and he would just laugh at himself sometimes when he was alone.

Besides, the new home was close to his workplace, the Imperial Palace.

It won't take long.

A "drone" with a rather simple appearance, or a food delivery robot, came into Lyon's sight. However, its true identity should not be underestimated.

This food delivery robot may look like an ordinary medium-sized aircraft, but it is actually an efficient means of transportation that has been improved and upgraded based on the Aerial Hunter.

Its sophisticated design and relative intelligence allow it to flexibly move around the city while carrying large amounts of cargo.

Then, the delivery robot hovered steadily above the open-air balcony, and its magnetic levitation engine made a slight buzzing sound.

It opened the hatch on its belly and, with the precise control of a robotic arm, delivered a disposable takeout box with a biodegradable label to Lyon.

Throughout the entire process, the food delivery robot was like a well-trained waiter, its movements were clean and neat, and not at all abrupt.

Leon reached out and caught the takeout box easily.

At this time, the delivery robot played pre-recorded slogans through its built-in audio system.

The female voice that only listens to the slogan is clear and a little playful:

"Thank you for choosing us despite your busy schedule. If our taste meets your taste, please give us a five-star rating~!"

The tone of the advertisement is full of affinity and has a hint of light-heartedness and humor.

Even in the early morning when he was woken up passively and had no holiday, Leon couldn't help but smile.

This small detail of combining technology, machinery and service undoubtedly adds a bit of convenience and fun to his daily life.