If something happens to the people here, the Western Federation's economy might shake more than thirty times; it's terrifying.
Chapter 425: The Leech Queen Used for Scrap
In the massive conference room, signals were blocked, and even camera equipment was not allowed. Lisa stood outside the conference room, holding Eddie's phone, not entering. Handing things over to others for safekeeping was clearly not a wise choice.
Simmons saw this situation and said nothing, merely nodding calmly.
Eddie lit a cigarette in the conference room. "If you have something to say, say it quickly. I'm very busy. I'm making hundreds of billions every minute; you can't afford to compensate me."
His arrogance and extreme emptiness annoyed Simmons, yet he couldn't do anything about him. "This time, we're dealing with biochemical weapon merchants in the Amazon Rainforest. There's evidence that they're still selling these things, and the three-city crisis a year ago was related to them."
"So, can you get to the point? Why so much nonsense? You can easily find any excuse. Do you take me for a fool? Isn't it just that your interests have been challenged, which makes you so furious? Get to the point." Eddie slammed the table, embracing Alexia, his expression arrogant.
Alexia just watched with a smile. She wasn't worried about being recognized. Compared to her time in Antarctica, she had become even more beautiful and alluring. Has anyone ever seen the Queen in a bikini? Only Eddie had that honor.
A trace of anger flashed in Simmons' eyes. This true scumbag sometimes genuinely annoyed him. "Find Javier Hidalgo, the biggest landowner in the Amazon Rainforest. He bought the Veronica Virus and keeps a large number of biochemical weapons. At the same time, his subordinates are also trafficking human organs."
Eddie blew smoke rings, picked up his wine glass, and clinked it with Alexia's, like a young couple, not listening to anything Simmons was saying.
"Javier is looking for outstanding medical experts, and you are his target. We don't know where his lair is. You can help us pinpoint its location, and then we will wipe out that local tyrant in one fell swoop. As long as he is eliminated, global drug use can decrease by thirty percent," Simmons said firmly.
"What's in it for me?" Eddie tapped his fingers on the table.
"The Federation will fully promote your generic drugs and include them in medical benefits. This profit can earn you over ten billion annually!" Simmons threw out an irresistible bait.
"Tsk, I already control half of the Federation's state-city drugs. You throwing out the other half does nothing for me. How about this: I want satellite launch authorization and an aviation industry license application." Eddie rejected Simmons' proposal.
He had already made enough money; what he needed to do now was high-end industries.
"Artificial satellites? Ambitious!" Simmons sneered.
"Taking down one Javier is a big enough profit for you. Just say yes or no, stop babbling." Eddie's negotiations were always very straightforward.
"Deal." An elderly real estate tycoon said.
"Does that old man's word count?" Eddie raised an eyebrow.
"Of course, Mr. Melrone is a major shareholder in a world-renowned real estate group. His word is trustworthy," Simmons snorted.
"Alright, if he invites me, I'll go." Eddie nodded calmly.
Even if Simmons didn't say anything, Eddie would find a way to go there. There was a good thing there, a very good person who could become his team member, joining his team. Manuela's physique was special; at least, the Veronica Virus couldn't be cured by a simple organ replacement; it was related to her physique.
If Simmons knew he had been tricked again, would he be so angry he'd vomit blood? His dream goddess Ada was taken by Eddie, and they even had a precious daughter. What could be more humiliating to Simmons than this?
"The Immortality Project, we need your assistance to complete the Immortality Project. Spencer holds you in high regard. You must assist us in completing this project, and you will get what you can get. Wealth, status, women, just name your price." Melrone said with a grim expression.
"You really overestimate me. I don't know much about the Immortality Project. However, one person knows a lot: Albert Wesker. He and the departed William should be experts in this field. Speaking of immortality, I do have something that can revive the dead and inherit memories. You'll definitely be interested." Eddie grinned mischievously.
"What!" Everyone couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. No matter how powerful these business tycoons were, they were still ordinary people who would age, get sick, and die. Being able to resurrect from the dead was their ultimate pursuit.
If they had money and status but were still obsessed with trivial things like women, what was the difference between them and salted fish?
Eddie handed over a disk containing information about Dr. Marcus's resurrection.
After watching the video, these tycoons fell silent. This kind of living, they didn't know if it was good or bad.
Simmons' eyes, however, flickered, as if he had some plan. This backup method, even if resurrected, was just another self, a monster that only inherited memories and thoughts.
"This thing should be very helpful to you. The T-Virus infected Leech Queen can inherit human memories. Isn't this phenomenon worth your research? I have this Leech Queen in my hands, and I can sell her to you at a high price." Eddie sneered, much like a cunning fox.
"What's your leverage?" Simmons asked.
"I haven't thought about it yet. I'll tell you when I do. Maybe it's a big deal, or maybe it's a small one. Perhaps one day, one of your daughters-in-law gives birth to my child, and I can use it to cancel everything out? Who can say for sure about such things." Eddie laughed heartily, his words disgusting.
"We accept your suggestion, and we will not go back on our word. This suggestion must not harm the Federation's interests, otherwise we will not accept it." Melrone said sternly. As for women? Any woman could be used as a price; in the eyes of capitalists, there was only profit, no humanity.
Watching Eddie speak eloquently, Simmons felt increasing pressure. If this guy were drawn to a rival faction, it would definitely be a disaster for him, but he couldn't kill him, which was infuriating.
As soon as Eddie emerged from the villa, members of the Wolf Team transported a cage by helicopter, clearly having prepared in advance. Inside was the Leech Queen, who had been tormented almost to death but still couldn't die. She could also be called Marcus. As for readers with bold ideas about leeches, Eddie could only express his speechlessness.
Chapter 426: The Mayor of Terragrigia
Extracting this hormone can increase brain activity, keeping brain cells vital and preventing brain atrophy and senile dementia due to aging.
This cruel surgical task was given to Michaela Schneider. This beautiful doctor from the German region loved performing surgeries. Since human experimentation wasn't possible, leeches would suffice instead.
Eddie returned to his apartment, and after a day of rest, he went to the pharmaceutical factory again to check on things. He accompanied Alexia on walks, fostering their relationship.
Half a month later, a tattered figure appeared outside The Pentagon. This was Leon, who had escaped from the Indian Ocean. It was a mystery how he managed to escape from the twisted Morpheus.
The Secret Service quickly received Leon's message and sent people to pick him up. In addition to necessary medical care, he would also undergo questioning and debriefing.
After all, Leon had almost been listed as a fallen officer on the death roster. His sudden appearance surely harbored some unknown secret.
Wanting to wait for Javier's invitation, but with no news for half a month, Eddie first went to Shén Yà Pharmaceutical and discussed some matters with Ye Minzhi, the person in charge.
The latest biochemical weapon was a type of mycelium. Thanks to a suggestion from an old friend, Shén Yà Pharmaceutical and Glory Pharmaceutical collaborated on its development. Unlike previous viruses, this time the target was mold, requiring precise isolation and evolution. Fungi's invasion of the brain was more effective than viruses and did not cause death.
This old friend was naturally Wesker, though it was unknown where Wesker was hiding at this moment.
On March 1st, the aquatic city of Terragrigia officially began operations, and Eddie was also invited to attend the inauguration ceremony.
This new energy city, jointly established by the European Union and the Western Federation in the Mediterranean, refused to use petroleum-based equipment. Operating entirely on solar energy, it was an exceptionally stunning city.
"Hello, everyone! Today, I'm very fortunate to come to this legendary city, Terragrigia, with my boss. As you can see, the city isn't large, but it has many peculiar devices. Today, I'll take everyone on a tour to learn about this city!" Alyssa made a guest appearance as a host, smiling at the camera.
Many viewers whistled; a lot of men came to see Alyssa. This woman, who claimed to be thirty, looked only twenty-five or twenty-six, mature and beautiful, with an explosive Appearance. Dressed in a women's suit, she always made people's imaginations run wild. They were truly jealous of the lucky man who got to marry this host.
The Daylight cascaded down, combined with the reflection of the sun on the sea, giving a feeling of being in a dream.
Alexia gently stroked her golden hair. "I suddenly want a child. The world is quite beautiful."
This caught Eddie off guard. This Queen, why was she always making suggestive remarks? In broad daylight, who could handle it! "Are you serious?"
Alexia turned around, a charming smile playing on her lips. "Of course, I'm serious. You've been taking me around, haven't you, to change my mind? Christine told you to do this, didn't she? Hmph, that woman."
"Ahem, of course, it was all me. I'm glad you have this idea, and I'll do my best to help." Eddie said righteously, as if sacrificing himself for a great cause.
"If you don't help, no one will. No one else is qualified." Alexia smiled, gazing at the sea.
Just as the two were chatting and laughing, a conflict suddenly erupted on a distant street. It seemed to be radical elements attempting to negotiate certain matters.
A large group of young people, both white and black, held signs that read 'Environmental Destroyers Get Out' and 'Protect the Environment, Reject New Cities'.