"I think Nathalie is quite low-key, today must have been an accident. She kindly invited us to dinner; we shouldn’t cause her any trouble."

"I know." Agnes responded indifferently, but in her heart, she understood clearly: "It was unfair that she was assigned to the third-level lab, and later she was ostracized by other groups, as none of them would accept her. Clearly, it’s Zevaney who doesn’t want her to have a good time!"

"However, I don’t think Zevaney’s days of walking all over The First Research Institute will last long. Didn’t Nathalie ask you for the experimental direction for our group in December? With such a big figure here, we might not be at the bottom this month."

"We’ll see when the time comes." Wincent wasn’t thinking as much; he just felt that no group was willing to take Nathalie, connected it to his own experience of being ostracized, and brought her in to join.

Nathalie readily agreed to join.

He didn’t expect any surprises.

But this rookie king... is indeed a bit different from the pitiable figure he imagined!

Quite... impressive!

*

On the sidewalk outside Ocean Pavilion.

Nathalie sent a message to Emma, saying hello to her.

Looking up, she saw a black Range Rover parked by the roadside.

Previously, Amadeus drove his own private coupe; apparently, he’s now driving Alfred’s Range Rover.

Nathalie naturally walked over, opened the car door, sat in the passenger seat, and swiftly fastened her seatbelt.

Amadeus had been waiting for her to finish dinner.

However, he didn’t expect her meal to last over two hours. Seeing her get in the car, he smiled with deep eyes and asked, "How did it go with the new group members, did you get along?"

"They’re quite nice." Nathalie pressed the button to open the car window, allowing the outside air to flow in, adjusted the seat back a bit to sit more comfortably, and then looked at him casually, saying, "I’ve already gotten the group’s December assessment direction, it’s the automatic echo application in the Pulsed Nuclear Magnetic Resonance Experiment. I heard we’re in the same research direction as Group 1, they’ve already completed the dual-line wave receiver...while our group has only done one-tenth."

Nathalie’s voice was low, seemingly casually mentioning to him, "I’ve also investigated some things about my mother."

"She was likely in the eighth-level lab at The First Research Institute."

Her voice was clear and seemingly calming, as Nathalie’s eyes carried a distant look, not fixated on this detail, only saying, "December’s assessment relates to who can have a year’s access to the eighth-level lab. I heard they say, the person who gets first place can enter the eighth-level lab, even though it’s not to do experiments with those people, but they can still be contacted. I want to enter the eighth-level lab."

Amadeus had always known she was investigating matters related to Lynette, but he hadn’t expected her to be this conscientious. Moreover, this concerned Nathalie’s secret regarding her origins; he knew she surely wanted to investigate it herself, so he didn’t specifically intervene.

It wasn’t until he heard this that he focused on her delicate face and asked, "If you find out that your mother’s death is related to the Kingsleys Family or The First Research Institute, what do you plan to do?"

The Kingsleys Family and The First Research Institute are mighty presences in Inderia.

Not easy to shake.

Especially The First Research Institute, whose power spreads throughout Inderia, even impacting the entire world.

If Lynette’s death is related to The First Research Institute, she wants to move against The First Research Institute?