Chapter 1956


    Huff approached with greetings, "Mr. Brennan, Mr. Alvis, Mr. Raiden has been informed of your arrival


    and is eagerly awaiting!"


    Lambert replied with a chuckle, "Well, let''s not keep the man waiting, shall we?"


    "Mr. Brennan, if you''d please," Huff''s head was slightly bowed, his sandy curls brushing against his


    ears, giving him an air of sternposure.


    Together, they ascended the stairs, entering Mr. Raiden''s office where he and Mr. Winston were


    alreadying forward to greet them.


    After exchanging pleasantries, everyone took their seats. Mr. Raiden''s voice was firm as he began,


    "Firstly, a warm wee to Mr. Alvis and Mr. Brennan for visiting Zion. Please forgive any


    shorings in our hospitality. Zion has invested a great deal of manpower and resources into the


    research and development of new energy solutions. We now seek your coboration tounch these


    on a global scale. If you have any specific proposals or requirements for our partnership, feel free to


    bring them up today!"


    "No rush on that." Jonathan spoke calmly, fidgeting with a lighter in his hand, "I''ve heard that Mr.


    Raiden has made significant advancements in microwave weapon research. Might I have a tour?"


    Raiden was momentarily taken aback. The microwave weapon project was top secret and not


    publicized.


    Yet the fact that Jonathan knew about it was not as surprising as his decision to mention such a


    sensitive topic openly.


    Jonathan nced at Lambert, "Mr. Brennan, are you interested as well?"


    Lambert''s eyes sparkled with intrigue, "Has Mr. Raiden actually developed a microwave weapon?


    That''s definitely something worth seeing."


    "We''ve made progress, but it''s not yetplete. If you wish to see, you''re wee to." Mr. Raiden


    responded, hisposed eyes hidden behind his mask, "But I must ask for your discretion."


    "We can keep a secret!" Lambertughed, looking at Jonathan, "Right?"


    Alvis ignored him.


    Sylvia chimed in with a soft, friendlyugh, "May I join the tour as well?"


    "Of course, Mr. Raiden isn''t that petty," Jonathan said.


    Mr. Raiden didn''tment, but his mouth twitched slightly.


    Lambert, not one to miss out, turned to Estelle, "Re and I are inseparable. So, let''s all go and


    broaden our horizons."


    With no other option, Mr. Raiden stood and gestured invitingly, "Please, this way."


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    Mr. Winston led the way, escorting them through a side door into the researchplex and onto an


    elevator.


    The elevator initiated an automatic weapon scan. Following Jonathan, his subordinate promptly handed


    his concealed firearm to one of the security personnel, deactivating the rm.


    Estelle narrowed her eyes subtly.


    Mr. Winston swiped his golden keycard and authenticated his fingerprint, and the elevator began its


    descent, the disy showing they were heading downward.


    Estelle pondered her previous visit to this building - Mr. Raiden must have allowed her ess


    intentionally. Her suspicions were correct!


    After a few seconds, the elevator halted at sub-level twelve.


    Estelle grew curious about how many floorsy beneath the building and their purposes.


    When the elevator doors opened, Jonathan, who was standing in front, subtly shifted topletely


    shield Estelle from view.


    Only when the doors were fully open, revealing the entirety of the twelfth floor, did he step forward.


    This sub-level was starkly different from the ones above - bright, airy, and devoid of any ominous


    darkness.


    The expansiveboratories unfolded before them: experiment stations, data centers, fusion research


    rooms, microwave testing chambers. Inside eachb, teams were bustling with activity.


    Some of thebs were locked, presumably off-limits to visitors.


    The workers, surprised by the presence of outsiders, didn''t probe too deeply, remaining focused on


    their tasks.