Chapter 65

After stealing today's mutant ability, Curran knocked on the door and asked a few guards in charge of cleaning the cell to take out the bucket of flesh and burn it.

Then, while leaving the cell, he listened to Master's report on the daily internal affairs of the concentration camp.

"Chief Ke Lun, the results of the mutant search team have fallen off a cliff in the past month. Even the soldiers following Hellfire said that mutants are getting harder to find."

"Today, this mutant is already the last test subject in the cell. A new batch of test subjects will arrive at the station in the afternoon, but after that, it may be..."

Speaking of this, Master paused for a moment, and glanced at Curran's expression. After all, this increasingly powerful leader was very concerned about the hunt for mutants.

However, Curran had expected this situation a long time ago. In the past six months since he came to Monowitz, he had already had his subordinates arrest nearly a thousand mutants one after another.

Although this is certainly not the total number of mutants on the European continent, don't forget that Curran's side is not the only one who ordered the arrest of mutants.

The other branches of Hydra, the Hellfire Club, the secret science troop of Nazu, and even Britain, the Soviet Union, the United States and other countries whose main forces have withdrawn from the European continent, are also secretly absorbing the mutants.

Besides, mutants are not all idiots who wantonly use their abilities, especially those mutants whose X genes are more perfect and have almost no defects, it is actually not difficult to hide themselves.

Therefore, it is extremely normal to find no more mutants for a while.

Curran distractedly looked at the current Enlightenment Radiance in the system. After paying off the production cost of 100 Enlightenment Radiance and getting his first piece of epic equipment [The Lost Chapter], he still has more than 100 pieces left The brilliance of enlightenment.

He doesn't plan to use these more than 100 Enlightenment Lights for the time being, but save them as the production cost of [Explorer's Armguard].

Thinking of this, Curran nodded slightly, indicating that he knew, which made Master beside him heave a sigh of relief.

After that, he heard Curran's inquiry:

"The search for mutants cannot be stopped, but the number of people can be reduced appropriately. How is the situation in Wakanda in Africa? Is the other party still unwilling to make a deal?"

When asked the most troublesome question, Master screamed in his heart that something was wrong.

But even though it might arouse Curran's fury, he still didn't dare to hide anything, and told the whole situation:

"I'm sorry, Chief Kelun, the tribe's savages can't communicate at all. I asked the leading officer to hire a local warlord to launch a tentative attack three days ago. Now, there is no news of him."

"I...I will continue to contact the frontline..."

Also contacting a ghost, just because a group of ordinary people want to attack Wakanda, it is no different from delivering food.

I repeatedly asked Master to use the method of applying for a transaction, and if it didn't work, he could bribe the insider and try to steal some vibrating gold.

The result seems to be because there has been no progress for a long time. Master was afraid of his own crime, so he chose to use the most stupid force to attack. Now it seems that there is no doubt that there is no wave, and the person in charge of the Hydra sent is also dead. .

Curran glanced at Master coldly, but his anger towards Wakanda was more in his heart.

If it weren't for the fact that there were too many things at hand, Curran really wanted to take the subdued European vampire group and a carefully selected team of powerful mutants to wrestle with the opponent.

See what confidence they have to reject their kindness over and over again.

Using the power of cold shadows to quickly calm down the excitement in his heart, he kept Gujing's calm voice and gave new instructions:
"Let the scientific expedition team stationed in Antarctica complete the construction of the scientific research station as soon as possible, and then explore the interior to find special mineral veins that exist underground."

"Yes!"

Master, who was lucky enough to pass the test, quickly responded, and then he began to talk about the production report of the concentration camp for the past six months.

"The rubber factory in the camp has been put into operation since August last year, and the total production of rubber...revenue..."

"The plastic factory in the camp has been put into operation since September last year, and the total production of plastic...revenue..."

"The pharmacy factory in the camp has been put into operation since September last year, and the total production of Burning Blood No. [-]... revenue..."

……

A string of data came out of Master’s mouth, and the more he said it, the more joyful his face became. The huge number of industrial products and the accompanying wealth made him, an industrialist scientist like him, undoubtedly feel a great sense of accomplishment. .

In the end, he had told Curran a number like a pilgrimage, because he knew that all of this was created by the leader with a genius mind in front of him:

"Chief Kelun, as of January 1 this year, the income of the Monowitz concentration camp was 1 million Reichsmarks. After excluding raw materials and daily production costs, the net profit was more than 2.54 million!"

Compared to Master's happy face, Curran was much calmer.

There is no need to pay wages, no need to worry about sales, and the products are all beyond the times and extremely competitive. It is normal to have such performance.

However, Ke Lun was very happy to be able to obtain such a large amount of wealth. Although he was not interested in money personally, his stall was too large.

The elite troops of Colonel Hans on the front line, the special teams hunting down mutants all over Europe, set aside the cost of buying vibration gold from Wakanda, and the expedition team in Antarctica.

One pile after another is a large sum of money that must be invested. After all, you can't let your subordinates generate electricity for love.

Today's extraordinarily long morning report should have finally come to an end. Curran was anxious to go to the next site to check the progress of the work, and waved Master to leave on his own. He was about to turn around and walk to the other direction of the camp.

But I heard Master continue to report:

"Chief Kelun, there is one more thing. Another telegram came from Berlin, and it's still about Burning Blood No. 1."

Curran who was suddenly stopped stopped, frowned and said impatiently:

"Didn't you tell them! To increase the share of 'Burning Blood No. 1', give me more people!"

"But, but this time, Berlin sent someone directly to meet with you. The telegram said that they will arrive at the camp station this afternoon, and let us come to receive you."

Hearing this somewhat unexpected news, Ke Lun pondered for a few seconds before continuing to ask:
"Does the telegram say who the person is?"

"It is the Chief Private Secretary of the Head of State, Lord Martin Bowman."

Master hurriedly replied, and he could vaguely feel his respect for Lord Bowman in his words.

Curran naturally knew the other party too. This guy may not be as famous as Goering and Himmler, but in terms of real power in Nazan, he will go to a higher level instead. You can feel it by listening to the other party's nickname. .

Shadow of the Führer!
Such a person hastily came to see him, explaining what is self-evident.

Curran chuckled secretly: "It seems that the battle situation on the front line is not as smooth as the head of state imagined!"

(End of this chapter)

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