"Sir Prophet, I'm here to resign..." Old Blanc said.

He was actually very conflicted and struggling inside, and he was also worried about gains and losses at this time.

"Why?"

Zhuang Buyuan asked.

Old Brown hesitated for a moment and said, "My motherland needs me..."

"I will recommend a captain to you to command the aerospace carrier for you. I guarantee that his ability is not inferior to me..." Old Blanc said.

Zhuang Buyuan's brows frowned and hadn't spoken for a long time.

To be honest, Zhuang Buyuan admires Old Brown's loyalty very much. There are many loyal people, but this is actually a very rare trait.

In the drama, loyal people are often stubborn and stupid characters, as the saying goes, "Everyone is a dog-slaughtering person."

In fact, no matter whether it is a dog slaughter or a scholar, there are very few loyal people. It is easy to find a dog slaughter, but even fewer loyal and capable people are.

A loyal and capable person can be said to be met but hard to find.

But the one who is in the first place in Old Brown's loyalty has never been himself, which makes Zhuang Buyuan very distressed.

What should I do?

Zhuang Buyuan opened his eyes wide, and the owner of the manor glared over with his brutal scrutiny.

Old Brown was so scared that his whole body was shocked, and he shrank and lowered his head.

This feeling comes again!

When he first met Orion, he felt the supreme majesty from the prophet.

At this time, he felt even more like he was seen through his whole body.

Zhuang Buyuan's eyes seemed to be filled with the entire universe and the galaxy was shining.

But for a moment, he looked at Zhuang Buyuan's eyes and seemed to see his birth, old age, sickness and death, and countless reincarnations.

"The Prophet knows!"

"Everything about me was seen through by Lord Prophet!"

"The Prophet will definitely punish me! I'm dead!"

All kinds of terrible scenes appeared in his mind, and he was so scared that he fell to his knees on the ground.

It took him a long time to hear the prophet's voice: "Get up."

Old Brown didn't know how he walked out of the Prophet's room. He was a little confused and handed over the command of the aerospace aircraft carrier with the officer he had recommended before and boarded a transport plane.

Before the plane took off, a member of the guards rushed to him and handed him a small box: "This is a gift from Lord Prophet. If you encounter any difficulties, open it."

"Don't you blame me?" Old Brown was both ashamed and moved.

"The Prophet has foresaw everything." The guard member smiled slightly, saluted, turned and left.

Old Brown held the box and felt extremely entangled. He wanted to leave the plane several times, kneeled in front of Orion, and cried bitterly, thanking him for his broad mind.

But he finally sat there quietly, waiting for the plane to take off.

The transport plane landed at a nearby Nut State base, and Old Brown changed to other planes and flew directly to Nut State.

Until he landed, he sat silently without saying a word.

The moment the hatch door opened, he took a deep breath, put down all the hesitation and obsession in his heart, and put the small box into his backpack.

Forget it, since the motherland needs me, then I will continue to contribute to the motherland!

I have been a patriot and soldier for my whole life, so don’t think about pursuing inner peace!

I am born a soldier. I want to protect my motherland. I want to fight for it for life, and even lose my life!

"Where is our aerospace carrier?" Brown asked the official who came up, "What do I need to do?"

"Uh..." The official smiled awkwardly: "There is a small change at present... You can take a break first..."

"What happened?" Old Brown's face changed.

"We can solve the small changes, small changes, and now we are dealing with them..."

Old Brown felt that it was wrong intuition.

He has been in the army of Nut State for decades, and he has long been familiar with those routines and excuses. The more he is so light, the more wrong it is.

He was not a young man who had just started a new career. After he settled down for a while, he called out several times.

Underground at the Rust Gold Institute in Nut State, Johnson almost got furious: "Why can't you go and die!"

"Don't be angry, didn't I say it? You just pretend that I'm not here. I'm just a recorder and shoot the necessary villain scene!"

Johnson is really going to be driven crazy by this guy. Who is this thing? Is he a human?

Why can't some people kill and kill?

Why can even that camera be automatically restored?

"I want to kill you! Kill you!" He could only turn around and wave his long swords to the others.

"No, no, no, don't kill us, we have never offended you..." The researchers wanted to escape, but unfortunately there was only one passage in the underground research institute, and now they could no longer run out if they wanted to run.

"You all have to die! You all have to die! And you all have to die! "When you say that you are a scumbag!" When it comes to the film genre, Johnson was even more angry, "Yes, especially you all have scumbags! You all have to die!"

"Our movie school did not offend you, we are also oppressed..." Several "external" people were trembling.

"No, you must die, I hate the movie pie!"

Johnson was unsheathed with a long sword, and blood was about to flow here.

Suddenly a black shadow stopped him again.

"Wait, villains who only know how to kill indiscriminately have no personal charm and the audience will not like it!"

"What the hell do you want to do!" Johnson was about to be furious. What exactly do you want?

Why do I have the supreme power and still feel so frustrated!

Oh my God, let me die!

"It's useless to kill them, you should try other methods..." The shadow photographer was tempted by hand, "I suggest you feel the knife in your hand, and you will definitely gain other benefits..."

Johnson closed his eyes, and a flowing current connected him with the magic knife. After a long time, he opened his eyes and said lightly: "I understand..."

He suddenly stabbed a scientific researcher in the chest with a sword.

The researcher screamed in fear, "I'm going to die!"

But he didn't feel the pain. After a long time he opened his eyes, he realized that there was an extra badge on his chest.

Above the badge, a long sword shone with lightning, exactly the same as the one in Johnson's hand.

"This...what is this?"

"The servant badge of the owner of the manor... Starting today, you are my loyal servant! Go and work!"

"Yes, sir!" The researcher jumped up as if he was kicked.

"Ah haha, this is actually true! I want to build a rust gold force that has always been invincible and dominate the Nut State. No, I want to rule the world! Ah hahaha..."

"You are not smiling domineeringly enough like this. Please laugh more domineeringly. Learn from me, hahahahahaha..."

"Pinch hahahahaha... cough cough..."
Chapter completed!