The other end of the communication line went quiet.

Ten seconds later, the old man opposite asked in as gentle a tone as possible: "Zheng De, good boy, don't be afraid. Which fortress are you in?"

"Fortress No. 76 in the Medieval Basin."

"Who is the governor of 76? The Guard! Now, immediately, call him immediately and ask him if he can do it. If he can't do it, get out!"

"Grandpa."

Zhou Zhengde looked at the confused Minister of Biology and said with a cry:

"How about you help me beg for mercy from the Thirteenth Institute? I don't dare to investigate them anymore. Their experiments on living people are for the future victory of mankind. I, I understand, the safety of mother and your life

The most important thing.”

"Zhengde, are you okay? Be strong! You are a man!"

The old man over there yelled:

"Fuck him! I'm fighting the Blade Beast on the front line, and you're messing with my only grandson in the back!

"Bring that bastard Zhuang Mingqi over to me! Beat him up first and then bring him over! Damn it! Kick his balls out and install an alloy one on him! He is the only one who is not active in dry blade beasts. He is a good hand in infighting.

!I will kill him today!

"Zhengde! Tell me my name! I asked you to tell me my name!"

beep!

The call was hung up rudely.

Zhou Zhengde put on the communicator, wiped the tears that almost flowed out, and looked up at the biology director of Fortress No. 76.

He grinned.

Zhuang Mingqi, director of the 13th Branch of the D5 Comprehensive War Zone, one of the real top managers of the 13th Institute, and Kong Nu’s immediate boss.

"you……"

Kong Nu, the biological director of Fortress No. 76, frowned and asked:

"Who were you calling just now?"

"A grumpy but amiable old man, go back and wait for notification. Your boss should contact you soon."

Zhou Zhengde shrugged and winked at the Minister of Biology with his left eye:

"My family's custom is to take my mother's surname. My surname is my mother's, and my mother's surname is my grandmother's. This is actually to hide my identity and avoid the revenge of the Mimic Blade Beast.

"Why is my mother, a professional accountant, promoted to be the Minister of Internal Affairs of a large industrial fortress?

"Because my grandfather is the Commander-in-Chief of the Joint Defense Forces of the D5 Theater Zone.

"Yes, the old general who is known as the last hero of the fortress era, the first person to transform prosthetic limbs, and the first generation driver of the terrifying mecha.

"I really can't do anything to you, Institute Thirteen. You are a cross-regional organization that controls the technology patents of psychics and most of the medical resources. You are fighting openly and secretly with the United Defense Force to restrict each other.

"But at least, the thirteen units at the fortress level really can't threaten me.

"Kong Nu, senior researcher."

Zhou Zhengde stood up slowly, holding the edge of the table with both hands, leaning forward slightly, his eyes flashing with sharpness.

"You'd better get the list and accounts before me. If I get the list, you'll have no choice but to commit suicide.

"Or, be killed."

Kong Nu's face was livid, he kicked the door and left.

When the two psychics left, the man put away his dagger and made a military salute with a smile, while the woman pulled up her skirt and made a ladylike gesture.

Psykers learn quickly.

Master human etiquette in the blink of an eye.

Inside the new dormitory.

Wang Jixuan raised his hand to hold his forehead.

Lin Bo turned off the monitor, took out the vibrating communication box, raised his head and said:

"Team leader, the leader wants you to rest assured and let's talk again at the party tonight."

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

Wang Jixuan muttered a few times:

"What is the specific position of the commander-in-chief of the theater?"

"He is the highest military commander in the war zone!"

Lin Bo whispered:

"The Medieval Basin where we are located is a small war zone, also called a terrain war zone. Several adjacent terrain war zones form a large war zone.

"Our Commander-in-Chief has won many battles against Blade Beasts. Even the Joint Council of Praetors in the D5 Comprehensive Theater Zone dare not point fingers at the Commander-in-Chief.

"Our comprehensive theater is also the most active and longest-lasting theater in the world."

Wang Jixuan asked: "General...then, what are the thirteen cross-regions?"

"The Thirteen Institutes of Biology are already a worldwide organization, and they are also a refuge for many privileged classes of human society in the golden age."

Lin Bo sighed:

"The experiments of psykers are said to be dirty, but they are also necessary to carry out decapitation operations against blade beasts.

"It's just that in recent years, more and more psychics have refused to go to the battlefield. They feel that they are a new type of human being, a great existence that surpasses the old humanity. Well, they are just a group of narcissistic idiots.

"I heard that there are psychics who are trying to communicate with the blade beasts and advocate peaceful coexistence with the blade beasts."

Wang Jixuan took advantage of the situation and asked, "Can you do me a favor? I'm unfamiliar with everything."

"sure!"

"I want to grow some vegetables. Can you help me get some soil and seeds formulated by the Wanlijin Gang?"

"Small problem!"

Lin Bo patted his chest:

“I’ll arrange for someone to do it right now!

"I always ran down to the city before. In order to secretly protect the team leader, the captain also said hello to the leader of Wanlijin, and I happened to be there!

"But I have to report this to the captain."

"Thank you, just report whatever you want."

"yes!"

Lin Bo performed a standard military salute, opened the door and left quickly.

Wang Jixuan stood there thinking for a long time.

He had several questions that he couldn't figure out.

"Ah, there is a party at night. The party here should be different from the brothel in the perverted area, right?"

Taoist priest Wang was more or less frightened.

…

Late night at the fortress.

Bang!

Kong Nu clenched his fist and smashed it on the desk in front of him. His face was livid, his breathing was rapid, and his eyes flashed with cold light like poisonous snakes.

"Contact the office at Fortress 82 next door immediately!"

…

Wang Jixuan thought that the party at night would be like that in the city, with feasting, excitement, and shock to his heart, but in fact...

Everything is so warm.

The bright and spacious room was simply decorated with colorful ribbons and lanterns.

The young men and women attending the party arranged the food and non-alcoholic drinks they bought with their respective quotas into a small mountain.

The music player plays soothing music, and there are meat and vegetable ingredients on the grill...

Everything is an ordinary benefit that people in Midtown can enjoy.

The young men and women watched each other and danced social dances to the music; occasionally a buddy from the security team got interested and performed a tap dance popular in the army for everyone.

In Wei Na's words, this seemingly calm environment is brewing with hormonal turmoil.

In Wang Daozhang's eyes, everything he saw was warm and rare.

Finally there was an entertainment atmosphere that he could accept.

Really, his meager vocabulary is almost not enough in the lower city.
To be continued...