
His boss just let go of all the lab attributes and "This wait for tomorrow, we'll see again the results" After saying that, Bonrt Marky just left followed by the higher-ups of Monts Side who were also confused as the researchers in the lab.
The researchers carried the box carefully. And put it in an incubator. Then leave in observation from outside.
They are still looking at each other, yes their boss is indeed strange to go crazy. And always beyond their reasoning. Yes, what else is beyond reason they are now this big. Call it Nocturnal, with all sorts of things in it.
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Bharat and Jenny's flower harvest at Daniel's house produces a lot of stockpiles on Daniel's giant cooler. "Now I can be relieved! Thanks to you guys" Daniel threw his body on the soft sofa in the middle of the room.
"We're not doing anything, they're doing it" Jenny saw the robot passing by, since the brand is here.
"Can I get them" They got a new client. "Let's send you the adoption files" DarkHole uses the adoption of every robot they build for clients.
"Then what do you want?"
"Black Mopia" Bharat replied, The old pause "there, come on" Daniel moved on, he knew Black Mopia had a high level of usefulness let alone they came because of Loreen. So not kidding.
"You want to cure any disease if you extract it"
Bharat and Jenny just nodded while following Daniel. He arrived at the black door. Daniel opened the door, and the cold came out of the room. "Black Mopia is very tricky, it looks like chocolate cosmos that distinguishes the black pistil."
The Black Mopia.
"Let's take it as you please, help harvest it" Daniel uprooted it, picked up the flowers and cut off the stems.
They followed until they got a big bag and that was the ration requested by Jenny and Bharat. Daniel nodded.
"We also have a tool to extract into liquids, if you like, you can do it here"
"this is the tool" Daniel pointed out a large device behind the wall, "It takes half a day to a day"
"You can put it here and you can pick it up tomorrow" Bharat nodded, "Maybe, this will shorten the time, Jen, bring the sack here, we can return quickly"
Daniel turned on the extractor, and added a sack of Black Mopia.
"Thank you guys for being so helpful, let's now we'll treat you like real guests" Daniel walked in first. Feeling bad, they arrived, and Daniel asked them to help harvest not just one or two crops, but all and they gave him much-needed help.
he can meet the demand for flowers for his clients for the next few months.
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"WHY COULD IT FAIL! YOU GUYS CAN'T JUST KEEP UP ALL NIGHT CAN'T!" their boss Bornt Marky shouted. The box looked like it was burning. A great tremble. He was so scared. Because it was the night shift. But he doesn't know why it could be like that. "Firing all those responsible." vile and cruel.indiscriminately who have failed ya fail. And everything around the failure is affected.
After saying that he left the lab. Feeling angry. The formula failed again.
He's in his room. Sit in place, massage the temples, the colors are the same, the materials are the same, then what else? Why does everything feel so hard. Face looked. Must be Aldy's kid hiding something.
"Hendrik is looking for that Formula file as soon as possible, should I intervene directly!" Still feeling angry.
"Good Sir"
Ting!
Bornt Marky frowned on why his formula could be different than he remembered. Is there an intruder. Damnit damnit! Access to the main computer, can't get in there. Feeling that the data on his computer is problematic and partly inappropriate. "Jason, there's an intruder! HOW DO YOU WORK!!" scream Bornt Marky. Bad day!
The virus from Amber spreads to the main Nocturnal Computer, thanks to Jo giving him the idea, and don't blame him, he only retaliates on who is harassing his masterpiece, or what he calls his son.
This virus will breed and spread quickly, then they must be observant where bugs are agile and nimble to move. The virus's name is, "Find me, or say bye to your data" in its present place - the sweetest flattery on her lips.
"The virus is breeding fast sir, we need time to recover, it seems like a counterattack."
"Repent? So you're saying we attacked them first?" Lirih Bornt was furious, who would dare! Without command attacking his company opponents, and impact on this company.
"Yes lucky" he replied timidly. He saw the unfriendly face of Bornt Marky. Flushed with widened eyes. His head muscles are blaring. Like holding back a big anger.
"Find out who has kindly attacked without even reporting to me. Who is that brash who dares to subvert Nocturnal. Find him Jason!" Horrible orders. Hugely.
"Good Master" Leaving Bornt alone, Bornt's hands clenched tightly, and, anger soars high not because the intruder enters and destroys the data but his men who act like he is the owner of Nocturnal and can be all heart bulldozing without seeing what action causes Nocturnal.
And it is certain that outside the room all Nocturnal are confused, their data is lost, scattered, disheveled, also manipulated, hampering the work and Nocturnal system, which every second can reach trillions of dollars. Of course this loss will have a big impact on Nocturnal Corp.
"Master" The knocking sound from the door of his room. Go inside Mr. Rullers.
"Master for the return of the Black Sea, am I not mistaken Theo will replace Lamorna temporarily?"
"You're here to secure this? That's you, until this you ask me who you clearly read my orders."
"Okay, my Lord, excuse me" Mr. Rullers. Turn around, think about why he got sprayed? Upset Mr.Ruler.
"How's it?" it turned out that Lamorna was waiting for him not far from their Boss' room.
"Have left the Black Sea to Theo, this is for a while" replied Mr. Ruler was away. Final decision of the Boss.
"Aargh" muttered Lamorna. It's useless! In vain he became a sycophant of old men like Graham Ruler. Just look, if I can't get my place in the Black Sea then I'll make him as unsettled as I swear Lamorna to Mr. Rullers.
Bornt Marky in his room reading research papers. And get what causes it to fail even though it is still an assumption, this is the secret of the meteor rock. He'll soon head to his own lab he'll make his own formulan. He was ready, researching it himself.