Mila follows Viola Thompson's footsteps.
The office is to the left of the laboratory, and it's quite simple inside.
There is a desk, an old computer, and on the table there is a pot of green plant.
Such a touch of fresh green brings vitality to the shabby office.
Viola takes out a document, "Mila, once you've made up your mind and are certain you want to join S Laboratory, please sign here."
Mila didn't even look at it. She just signed the document straight away.
She had no regrets.
As she said, she wanted to give it a try.
No matter the consequence.
After signing, Viola stood up and reached out to her, "Welcome to S Laboratory, from now on you're one of us."
"Okay." Mila nodded, and then asked, "Viola, is there anything I can help with?"
"Yes, there are many."
These days, Viola has been working alone in the laboratory, so there are many tasks piled up.
Viola hands Mila a set of microbiological protective clothing.