If someone who had purchased Eden's products stood before Li Lin, they would definitely loudly rebuke him for spouting nonsense. Because Eden, in this world, was clearly something entirely serving war. Cleaning all the garbage and debris on the battlefield, organic matter, inorganic materials from those discarded machines, even primeval minerals, could all be easily decomposed, dismantled, and reassembled, then sent back to the battlefield to continue their second life.

All warmongers praised Eden highly, calling it the starter motor of war. In the current aspect where productivity had greatly developed, population, to some extent, seemed to have become unnecessary; people with very low education levels had gradually become targets for exclusion. They meaninglessly consumed their lives in war, becoming bargaining chips constantly exchanged by the upper class. Occasionally, some people would successfully escape from the battlefield, then relay those terrifying stories to others, relaying those brutal news about Eden to those who didn't know, but most of this news was intentionally or unintentionally covered up.

Because everyone in the world needed a place to consume flesh and blood; the number of people currently able to maintain the world's industrial system had already greatly decreased. Those workers, miners, those repetitive laborers, their demands were increasing, but the things they could do were decreasing.

And under such premises, the appearance of Eden gave everyone an opportunity to continue fighting sustainably.

Although Eden's more important task was to create more cake, to allow those low-end populations to have areas for diversion, but these days, people would rather kill the cake eaters than make the cake bigger. In the constantly war-torn Terra, living from hand to mouth (- lit. "can't guarantee morning after evening") was the norm, and foresight would mostly die prematurely along the way.

No one doubted that Raythean Industries and Umbrella Bio had made some strange deals, but everyone was also convinced this war definitely wouldn't end easily. Especially with Eden's participation, there was nothing better than this. Everyone happily consumed these people who needed social welfare to support, sustainably continuing the war; in the end, only those truly standing at the top would profit. Their positions would become more stable, their subordinates more loyal, and the world would also free up many places worth occupying, allowing their families to propagate.

But these are all from a dark perspective.

If purely from Eden's purpose, all the tools they produced were indeed built for Earth's peace and environmental maintenance. All machinery was aimed at environmental protection and sustainable development. And Red didn't understand these messy things; Eden in her eyes was indeed, just purely completing these environmental protection tasks. No one would deny that Eden had always been an environmental protection enterprise with great moral sentiment.

But no one would deny another point either: Eden pushed the entire war into an uncontrollable abyss. Just like the two sides of a coin, one side was a compassionate saint, the other side was the abyss of war; the only difference was which side people wanted to see.

What Red received was completely neutral news, because Li Lin's own description didn't carry much emotional color.

Or rather, Li Lin himself found it difficult to carry any special emotional color; he just purely introduced the tools under his command once, purely stated his own thoughts once, and also mentioned that Eden actually had very few living people. Besides that, there were no other messy connections between them. Li Lin rather hoped Red could completely relay this news to Doctor Kal'tsit, as the subsequent medical tools all depended on Doctor Kal'tsit's side paying.

If he could promote his tools to Rhodes Island's side, then just relying on the word-of-mouth spread among Doctor Kal'tsit, Rhodes Island, and treated patients would be enough to make Eden's medical department shine with unusual brilliance. This way, the funding gap brought by Mayer could be greatly alleviated.

But what Li Lin didn't know was, at almost the same time, the Death Worshipper area under the attacked Umbrella department had already transmitted some news to Umbrella's intelligence department.

And those personnel lurking in Lungmen had thus already arrived beneath Eden's White Tower, formally proposing cooperation to Mayer, who was working inside.

"…From Umbrella Bio? I remember I don't seem to have any connection with you, right?"

A huge electronic probe squirmed up and down, its hinge continuously opening and closing, like blinking as it looked at the staff member standing before the White Tower.

And the surrounding onlookers and some spies also looked at the personnel standing openly in front of the White Tower, quickly transmitting this news to others. News of Umbrella Bio gradually contacting Eden was currently spreading and fermenting among various spy networks.

But Umbrella Bio's staff member didn't seem to intend to hide anything. He stood grandly (lit. "unfurl big banners and beat big drums") in front of the White Tower, looking at the observation machine extending from the White Tower, a confident expression on his face. Seemingly very sure the conditions he offered could satisfy the harsh demands of the queen hidden within this White Tower. Glancing around at those colleagues who seemed to be already preparing lip-reading translators and various camera equipment for close-ups, the Umbrella Bio personnel looked at the White Tower and said loudly:

"Rem Billiton. We will pay you with dozens of mines owned by Umbrella Bio in Rem Billiton."

"Then what is the price?"

"Can I come inside to discuss in detail?"

"…Absolutely."

After Mayer pondered for a moment, her obsession with a more expansive experimental site ultimately triumphed.

Conducting experiments in Lungmen really restricted her in many ways, and the internal processing of Rem Billiton's other mines was also very slow; many radiation-resistant models were built for the rational utilization of those mines in remote wilderness. But ultimately, it was still too slow.

The sparks erupting in Mayer's mind could increase current research projects tenfold, but various environmental and financial limitations forced her to just spin her wheels in place. Facing the request put forward by Umbrella Bio, Mayer, after thinking for a moment, still accepted this Umbrella Bio intelligence officer's proposal, opened the main gate of the White Tower, and let this intelligence worker, who looked calm but was suppressing a smile, walk to the first floor of the White Tower.

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