Witch, Fireball and the Evil God of Steam-Chapter 699 - 86: Dr. Ethan

This was indeed a comment under a video he had, but evidently naive Little Dark misunderstood the meaning of the sentence.

"If they don't hand over the money, who knows, they might catch a serious disease?"

"Don't listen to her nonsense."

Feeling the atmosphere in the carriage getting more tense, Ethan quickly said to the three of them, "This kid is just talking nonsense. Look, she's just a little cat. Does she really look like she can suddenly lash out and hurt people?"

Another silence responded to Ethan, and his negotiation didn't seem to ease the tension in the carriage. The two in the backseat had already placed their hands on the guns at their waists.

But it's understandable, a black cat that can speak human language appeared in the car and even attempted to extort them. Anyone encountering this would have to act cautiously.

"Alright, Little Dark, since that's the case, I won't pretend anymore. Actually, I'm very wealthy. I have something way bigger than this big box, just that it's inconvenient to bring out usually."

He was referring to the subway.

As long as he wished to take the subway, it would arrive at the designated place to pick him up within three minutes, all-year-round without fail. Rounding up, it's no different than owning the subway himself, and he believes that for Little Dark, the bigger and faster the box, the more it suits her taste.

Ethan added, "I'll take you to see it tomorrow."

Amidst the conversation between a human and a cat, the van wound its way up the mountain road and eventually stopped at the mountaintop. In front of them stood a mansion, perched on the peak, equipped with an outdoor pool and various party facilities. It seemed the entire mountain was owned by the mansion's owner.

More men in black appeared.

They wore identical outfits: black suits with white shirts, and the leader wore advanced-looking sunglasses. When the van door opened slowly, he scanned the three of them back and forth. The sunglasses emitted occasional "beep beep" sounds. About 30 seconds later, the leader nodded.

This was probably to check if they were carrying any weapons like guns.

Everyone here was equipped with firearms, which, in a country where guns were prohibited, fully highlighted the extraordinary status of the mansion's owner, indicating they were not law-abiding citizens.

This reminded Ethan of the figure appearing simultaneously in the memory fragments of the King of Gold and the Crimson Queen.

—— They were all serving the company.

The whole "Pioneer Plan" was spearheaded single-handedly by the company's boss.

But looking at it differently, considering the relationship between the company's boss and Lindong...

Should he call the other person father-in-law?

Scarlet's memory fragments showed that the company boss initially started this research to delve into his daughter's mental world, searching for a possibility to awaken her. All indications pointed that the origin of the plan, deemed as a goddess by the pioneers and worshipped by the guild, was the future Lindong.

And now, she was standing beside him, following those three expressionless black-suited "kidnappers" into this luxurious mountaintop mansion.

Currently, his relationship with Lindong is progressing swiftly. After returning from the anomaly realm "Tree Crown," Lindong was greatly inspired and had recently started research into laying and incubating eggs, which Ethan approached with caution. He was anxious, wondering how his father-in-law would react upon hearing that his daughter, while in a slumber, had found a boyfriend and progressed to the stage of laying and incubating eggs. Would he be overjoyed, or would he summon all the security personnel in this mansion and throw him out?

Pioneer Company's boss, the driving force behind this cross-generational technology.

However, in reality, Ethan's memories didn't leave much of an impression of this behind-the-scenes mastermind. Before crossing over, he might have merely been a project lead under the opponent, without the rank to face the company's owner directly, or perhaps all impressions he had faded away with those memories.

But regardless, he finally met this big boss behind the scenes.

Unlike the suit-clad security personnel around the villa, his dress style seemed quite casual, with a white shirt bordered with gold thread at the collar, paired with home-style long pants. When they met, he was facing a wall-mounted LCD TV in the living room, although the TV wasn't showing a show or movie but rather curves he couldn't comprehend.

"Mr. Ethan."

He raised a glass of champagne towards Ethan, "Finally met you. And this is?"

The man glanced suspiciously at Lindong.

In front of a "stranger," Lindong appeared gracious, affectionately linking her arm with Ethan's and wearing a blissful smile, "Family."

The man showed a polite smile, "A girlfriend you met 'over there'? Congratulations to you both."

The awkward situation Ethan had anticipated didn't happen. In reality, neither the man nor Lindong recognized each other's identities; they acted like it was the first time meeting.

"Please don't blame my approach, I heard from the Human Resources department that you missed today's interview. For such talent like you, I really don't want to miss the chance to work together."

A glass with crystal-clear liquid was handed to Ethan. Before he drank, the black cat in Lindong's arms straightened up, dipped a paw into the bubbling liquid, and licked it.

"Don't worry, it's not poisoned, it's sweet and quite tasty."

The black cat remarked.

Faced with the boss's surprised gaze, Ethan quickly explained, "This is the latest AI simulation cat, looks identical to a normal house cat, the only difference being it can communicate with humans in real-time."

"As expected of a top student from Mashu Institute of Technology."

The man's eyes lit up, "I must apologize again, but the HR department couldn't convey my level of appreciation for your talent, having a face-to-face meeting is ideal."

Mashu Institute of Technology, a top student?

Ethan couldn't figure out how these titles, which didn't really match him, got attached to him. In his memory, his best high school performance was being in the top five of the grade, and not long after, he lost that spot in the next monthly exam to other top students in the class and grade.

His college entrance exam results were stable, neither a dark horse nor causing him to miss out on his preferences.

How could someone like him be associated with a prestigious school like Mashu Institute of Technology?

The man noticed Ethan's confusion and immediately explained, "Mr. Ethan, although you've kept a low profile since returning home, a talent like yours would shine anywhere. Graduating with a theoretical physics degree from Mashu University of Technology, earning a Ph.D. in philosophy while still in school, I've read your papers, 'Observation of Ultra-long Wave Pulses Through Non-linear Super-Uranium Crystals from the Source Queue of Locked Mode in Ultra-quantum Structures with Einstein-Podolsky-Rosen Entanglement,' this coincides perfectly with the projects our company is researching!"

Things were becoming more and more outrageous.

He admired the man's ability to maintain a straight face while reciting a string of titles that were difficult to repeat, and this was actually the title of his Ph.D. thesis.

So the question arises: did he really pursue a Ph.D. degree in theoretical physics?

Ethan was skeptical, but it inadvertently explained why he was addressed as "Ethan," as the boss of Pioneer Technology seemed to treat him like a homecoming doctor.

"Mr. Ethan, I've carefully read your thesis, and sometimes, we need to go further beyond existing theoretical frameworks."

The man straightened his tone, clearly prepared for what he was saying.

And only now did Ethan belatedly guess the contents on the LCD TV.

Those unknown function graphs might just be the content of his Ph.D. thesis.

"Can I ask you a question?"

The man said, "Do you believe in the existence of a multiverse? That aside from the world we live and are familiar with, there are places we haven't seen, and there are intelligent life forms just like us, developing civilizations that are no less advanced!"

This question was onto something.

In fact, they had just come from a place still in the Victorian Era but with a thriving mysticism scene.

The man revealed his intentions, extending an olive branch, "Mr. Ethan, I hope you can continue the theory you proposed in your graduate thesis. During this time, our company will provide you with comprehensive support."