Jason couldn't help but frown as he looked at Cortana who was looking down shyly.
What is this for?
Jason, who just wanted to make his plan more secure, didn't understand why Cortana had such a strange expression at this time.
"I just discovered something!"
Jason pointed to the corpse at his feet, and without waiting for Cortana to speak, he said directly: "Larson's body is parasitized by the Sabi people, in a way similar to a soul."
"parasitic?"
"You mean, Larson didn't betray humanity?"
Cortana stared at Jason, the expression on her face changing continuously.
This news is really important.
You must know that 'betrayal' and 'parasitism' are two different concepts.
It can even be said that it has affected the entire coalition.
A group of traitors who infiltrate the team are unacceptable to anyone.
As for being parasitized and controlled, although it is equally uncomfortable, it is not unacceptable.
After all, they can't help themselves.
"Well, it should be that they encountered an unknown attack, and then something like this happened."
Jason said with certainty.
"I'll report it immediately."
Cortana said as she once again used the microcomputer she carried with her to send messages one after another.
Delbon looked at Jason with admiration.
So awesome!
With just one piece of news, he gained the goodwill of three major organizations: 'Indomitable Bronze', 'Wind of Gold' and 'Immortal Diamond'.
Especially the 'Unyielding Bronze', a group of die-hards who live for glory. After receiving this news, they will definitely breathe a big sigh of relief, and then naturally express their gratitude to Jason.
With such gratitude, if Jason holds an auction, ‘Unyielding Bronze’ will definitely help!
With the 'Unyielding Bronze', even if there are some 'mysterious people' who want to force it, they will carefully consider whether it is worth it.
A lone traveler who lives alone, and a lone traveler with a huge force as his backing are two different concepts!
hiss!
Delbon, who thought he understood Jason's plan, took a deep breath.
He looked at Jason with overflowing admiration in his eyes.
Is this an ancient species?
Learned!
However, there is one more thing that Delbon needs to confirm.
"Is everything you said true?"
Delbon approached Jason and asked cautiously.
What this member of the 'Clock Tower' stationed in the 'Extraterrestrial Investigation Bureau' is most worried about is that all of this is Jason's empty hand.
If it were a free hand, he would walk away even if there was great benefit involved.
He is not alone.
He was born in the 'Clock Tower'.
He didn't want to cause trouble for the Clock Tower or his teacher.
"certainly."
Jason answered firmly.
Suddenly, Delbon breathed a sigh of relief, and that habitual smile appeared on his face again.
"Sir Jason, leave everything to me."
“Your satisfaction guaranteed.”
With that said, Delbon walked aside and took out his quill to write again.
Jason ignored the expatriate members of the 'Cat Cave' who were accustomed to automatically making up their minds. He concentrated on whether there was anything missing in his plan.
While Jason was thinking, what happened here had spread to the relevant forces through Cortana and Delbon.
…
Somewhere, 300 meters underground, in a huge building complex, people were flowing back and forth.
Soldiers with guns and ammunition are everywhere.
Special armored vehicles and fighter planes are being transported in an orderly manner.
A battleship with a length of more than 5,000 meters is being completed in full swing.
Lieutenant General Rael Fourno stood at the console, looking down at the battleship that had been named 'Kilin'.
In February, the unfinished 'Kilin' went to the moon to assist in defense. It was not until last month, when the war slowed down a bit, that it returned to the ground and began to completely complete the unfinished parts.
Not only is the charge adjustment of the main gun, but also the number of secondary guns.
In fact, in February, apart from the main gun, the 'Kilin' was basically functioning as a transport ship.
And this time, it will definitely be able to serve as a true battleship.
Get rid of those bastards!
And those bastards!
He would betray his own race!
His face, which was already full of wrinkles, was filled with unspeakable anger at this time.
This veteran general with a military career of more than 30 years is not afraid of the enemy's strength, but he cannot tolerate the existence of traitors.
In his mind, bloody orders are emerging one after another.
Drop, drop!
The microcomputer on my wrist made a sound.
The old general took one look, and the anger on his face immediately disappeared.
"Being 'parasitized'?"
"Another offal from Sabi Star?"
"XXXXX!"
Amidst a series of curses, the old general's eyes gradually locked on the name in the document: Jason.
This is the fourth time he has seen this name today.
The first time was the battle with that cowardly loser Edward.
The second time, he started to provoke the Sabi people.
The third time, that is, before Cortana sent a message to Jason, he discovered in advance that Larson was being parasitized and controlled.
The fourth time is now!
The four consecutive appearances in a short period of time made the old general remember this name firmly.
Moreover, it was impressive enough when it first appeared.
For Edward, that loser, the old general wanted to crush his balls, because Edward had nothing left to take. After hearing about the Sabi invasion, he cowardly sold his belongings, hoping to use his mysterious power.
The guy who comes to protect himself is really not worthy of being called a man at all.
If the front line hadn't been so tight, he would have shot that bastard to death long ago.
Afterwards, Jason's performance made the old general even more satisfied.
Whether it was hanging the bodies of the Sabi people to provoke him, or discovering the hidden Larson.
And now?
The old general began to retrieve Jason's information.
This information is very comprehensive, and there are photos, a daily life photo, a photo of Jason wearing a hockey mask and holding a short-handled wide-blade machete. Under the latter photo, it is clearly marked, Jason
He is a writer who is used to wearing a mask and holding a machete in his hand to collect ideas and inspire his own inspiration.
Even the old general couldn't help but be stunned when he saw such a label.
Then, he curled his lips.
Are you kidding me?
How could such a guy be a writer?
Wearing a mask and holding a machete to collect inspiration?
I don’t even believe it!
but……
"Have you mastered the secret technique that can determine the parasitism and control of Sabi planets?"
"interesting."
After the old general thought for about two seconds, a playful smile appeared on his face.
The next moment, the old general gave Cortana temporary authority in his own name.
This permission has only one function: you can exchange merit for a potion.
It's called——
Sparta!
…
‘Unyielding Bronze’ maintains two hundred years of inheritance and tradition.
They do not reject prosperity, but they are hardworking and simple.
They are not afraid of life and death, but they cherish the weak.
Because they also grew up from the weak.
The 'Indomitable Bronze' formed from the original 'Sword of Order', 'Guardian Shield' and 'Hand of War' relied on this tradition to attract a considerable number of people from the 'mysterious side', and after two hundred years of inheritance
, the original three organizations have already become thirty-three organizations, and the thirty organizations that subsequently joined made the 'Bronze Unyielding' the organization with the largest number of people on the 'mysterious side'.
Hidden in a "military camp" in "Cherry City".
Vince explained everything to his instructor in detail.
"Did Larson give up his honor?"
This old man, who was tall and strong, looked like a bear when he stood there, with an indescribable sadness in his expression.
As an instructor at the Cherry City Army Camp, Larson was taught by him like Vince.
Although Larson does not have Vince's talent, Larson is extremely hardworking, which makes him full of expectations for Larson. He hopes to see Larson become a real warrior.
Who knew it would turn out to be betrayal.
Did I cause this?
The old man, who was as strong as a bear, began to reflect on himself.
Looking at the silent instructor, Vince and the people around him fell silent.
They are also thinking about why this happened.
Larson, their former comrade-in-arms.
You can give your back to the opponent's comrades.
Why betrayal?
If it hadn't been for the exact news and Vince's story, they wouldn't have believed anything.
Just when the emotions of these soldiers were complicated, the waist of the old man, who was as strong as a bear, started to tremble. A horn was held by the old man in his hand, and then a voice came out——
"Sir Jason confirmed that Larson was parasitized and controlled, and his betrayal was not intentional!"
The sound is quick and short.
However, the soldiers and knights who had been silent just now all looked at the instructor with joy.
"Larson did not betray!"
"He is fighting until death!"
The old man, who was as strong as a bear, let out a long sigh, then stood up and walked out.
"Instructor Koda?"
Vince and the others were stunned.
"It was Mr. Jason who helped Larson regain his honor."
"As Larson's instructor, I must thank him."
The old instructor said very formally.
The young warriors and knights present nodded their heads.
Warriors can die.
However, honor cannot be forgotten.
Honor above all else.
"Instructor, please convey our gratitude!"
Vince represents the young warrior, the knights said.
They did not ask to go with them because they now have a more important goal: to kill more Sabi people for the sake of their dead comrades!
"good!"
"Everyone swing their swords 1,000 times before I come back!"
After the old instructor finished speaking, he turned and left.
Vince and the other young men seriously drew out their swords and began to swing them.
"Swing the sword 2000 times!"
"1000 times is the instructor's task!"
"1,000 more times... to see off Larson!"
"Send farewell to Larson!"
Everyone shouted together, and then, in the large space that was claimed to be a gymnasium, a group of young people began to swing their swords again and again.
They sweat.
Their eyes are determined.
Again and again.
Apart from the sound of sword swinging, there was only the sound of sweat falling to the ground.
As before.
It hasn't changed in two hundred years.
…
In the luxurious manor, several well-dressed, hooded, or rough-looking people gathered together.
Not far away from them, some strange-looking 'people' were whispering.
They have both diminutive green-skinned monsters.
There are also transparent gelatinous substances covered with mucus.
There is also a huge bull-faced monster with horns on its head.
However, what attracted the most attention was the few ladies sitting on suspended broomsticks. They wore tall pointed hats and looked at everything happening below with smiles.
"Count Sidir, can you explain why 'Aisas' would take action against my disciple?"
A man wearing a hood, whose face could not be seen clearly, asked sinisterly.
"I will find a way to save your disciple."
Count Sidir, who was well-dressed and handsome in appearance, gave an affirmative answer.
"Will it turn into a living corpse like you?"
The man wearing a hood did not speak, and a man with a rough face sneered.
"Stinky dog, what are you talking about?"
A young man next to Earl Sidir scolded angrily.
"Flying mice, are you looking for death?"
People with rough faces stood in a row, each breathing rapidly, and their hair began to grow.
The well-dressed 'people' on the opposite side showed no signs of weakness, with their sharp teeth and claws and their eyes scarlet red.
The man in a hood who was questioning him before, now stepped back together with the people around him who were similarly dressed, making room for both parties.
The battle between the two sides is about to break out.
"etc."
A crisp sound came from above the head.
"Jennifer, what are you doing? You want to help these flying mice?"
The leader with a rough face raised his head and looked at a lady sitting on the broom.
"Nossa, I will not allow you to insult Ms. Jennifer."
Earl Sidir frowned and his voice became cold.
However, when he turned to look at the lady, the tenderness in his eyes was as gentle as water.
"Jennifer, what happened?"
Sidir asked softly.
"Don't look at me with that disgusting look."
The lady waved her hands in disgust.
"Sorry, Jennifer, I couldn't control myself..."
Before Sidir finished speaking, the lady raised her hand and pointed.
Bang!
Smoke came out, and Sidir, who was still well-dressed before, suddenly turned into a sheep.
"Baa baa baa."
With a bleating sound, Sidir walked in circles.
Wow!
The rough and arrogant men who were originally gathered together immediately retreated back, keeping a distance of more than ten meters, their faces full of fear.
Ancestor Mutu is on top!
They would rather face the penetration of silverware than become sheep!
Jennifer glanced below, she was very satisfied with this scene.
Then, she began to speak slowly.
"The news just came that an ancient species called 'Jason' discovered that those so-called traitors are parasitized and controlled by the Sabi planet, and he has a way to identify them."
"Who is this 'Jason' descended from?"
Jennifer asked.
In the hall, these human, human-like, or non-human beings looked at each other in confusion.
They can be sure that none of their descendants is named 'Jason'.
"Could he be a member of 'Diamonds Are Forever'?"
Someone said.
The eternal diamond!
Upon hearing this name, everyone present looked a little strange.
Even Jennifer is no exception.
After frowning slightly, she lifted the broom and flew out through the skylight of the hall.
The ladies around also followed suit.
The remaining people also dispersed in a hurry.
The man in a hood who wanted to seek justice from Count Sidir made a cold voice as he walked.
"Move Isaac's body to my laboratory. I want to study it carefully."
"Yes, mentor."
The people around you should be at the same time.
In the end, only those well-dressed people were left in the entire hall looking at Count Sidir who turned into a sheep.
These 'people' looked at each other.
"Are we just going to wait like this?"
"Do you want to plead with Jennifer?"
"No! No no!"
The person who made the noise waved his hands repeatedly, then pointed to the 'sheep' beside him and said: "What I mean is to tie him up temporarily, or lock him there until the magic power subsides, otherwise, he will destroy..."
"Oh, Sidir, shut up, this is my century-old carpet, you can't eat it!"
"Ah! Bastard, why did he pull it!"
In the luxurious hall, the well-dressed people were shocked and screamed.
In a sense, for these special beings, this is probably one of hell.
Some are happy and some are sad.
Jason straightened his clothes at this moment. He sat cross-legged on the roof of the cold storage truck. There was a small table in front of him, with a dinner plate on the table, and a dagger on the dinner plate.
The table and dinner plates have been prepared in advance.
Jason thought he wouldn't need it anymore.
But I didn’t expect that there would be any gains.
Jason looked at the dagger traded with Vince.
He first stuck out his tongue and took a lick.
Spicy.
Still a little numb.
But, it's very fragrant.
It has a taste that becomes more spicy as it gets hotter.
Unable to resist, Jason opened his mouth and bit the tip of the sword.
Crunch!
collapse!
The tip of the sword was bitten off by Jason.
crisp!
It wasn't crispy, but chewy and crispy. With that spicy taste, Jason couldn't help but take another bite.
And this time, he confirmed it!
Spicy tripe!
Crunch, crunch.
Jason chewed heavily and quickly ate the dagger in his hand along with the hilt.
[Eating the flaming dagger!]
[Physical strength, energy, and injuries have been greatly restored!]
[Satiety +26]
【Satiety: 331】
…
Seeing the increased satiety again, Jason couldn't help but show off his talent.
But, immediately, he couldn't bear it anymore.
"etc!"
"Wait a little longer!"
"I will still gain something!"
Jason advised himself in this way, and then quickly started to put away the small table and dinner plates, and put them into the bag beside him. He had already heard the voice of Cortana walking over.
The next moment, Konata climbed up from the side.
"Jason!"
"Your merits have been calculated, and there are 965 points."
Cortana's face was filled with joy.
"965 points?"
"Well, 965 points."
"A Sabi scout is worth 15 points, a raider is worth 300 points, and the intelligence that reports that the Sabi people have parasites and controls is 500 points."
"Moreover, Lieutenant General Rael Fourno also gave me the authority to temporarily redeem a 'Spartan' potion."
"This is a potion jointly produced by the 'Extraterrestrial Investigation Bureau' and the 'Mysterious Side'. It can make people stronger and faster. It is only open to soldiers with special merits."
Cortana explained.
"How much merit does it require?"
"Does it have any side effects?"
Jason's eyes narrowed and he asked directly.
Jason is very fond of this kind of potion that can increase his own attributes, but he is cautious.
At the same time, the level of the ‘mysterious side’ of the world in front of me has been raised again.
This was the first time he had come into contact with a potion that could improve attributes, other than in 'Lord'.
"600 points."
"As far as I know, apart from the pain required during the injection, there are no side effects."
After Cortana answered, she showed Jason the exchange information in her hand.
It is densely filled with redeemable items.
Except for the 'Spartan' potion at the top.
There are various weapon items below, which are dazzling and very complicated.
"Exchange the 'Spartan' potion."
"What can the remaining 365 points be exchanged for?"
"What do you recommend?"
Jason first answered in the affirmative, and after scanning the project list several times, he asked.
There are thousands of redemption items in front of him. It would be a waste of time for him to browse through them alone. But if there happens to be someone who understands the redemption items and is friendly, Jason will not let it go.
"I suggest Jason that you exchange it for a set of Mjolnir standard armor, which costs 350 points."
"As for the remaining 15 points, I suggest Jason that you exchange them for military ranks."
"Exchange military rank?"
Jason looked at Cortana in surprise.
"Yes."
"The 'Spartan' potion can be injected multiple times!"
"Although normal people can only take it once, strong people can take it twice or even more. I believe that with Jason's physical fitness, he can take it at least three times."
"And exchanging the 'Spartan' potion again requires a formal military rank."
Cortana explained seriously.
Jason immediately realized why Lieutenant General Rael Fourno gave Cortana temporary permission.
The other party was sure that after he injected the 'Spartan' potion, he would want to inject a second one.
Because no one can avoid that fast and powerful method!
So does Jason.
Even more, Jason longed for greater strength.
But he has always been restrained.
It’s the same as controlling your ‘appetite’.
He doesn't want to turn into some machine that only knows how to kill because of his blind pursuit of 'power'.
In the 'city that never sleeps', he has seen and heard of several similar examples.
He doesn't want to join and become one of them.
Because, he can be sure that the person he was at that time will no longer be him.
Blindness, arrogance, and arrogance will completely distort him.
And the final result?
Death without a burial place!
However, the situation in front of me is somewhat different.
What Lieutenant General Rey Forno wanted was nothing more than to win over him and let him identify who in the army was parasitized and controlled by the Sabi Stars. No matter how much he did, he would be able to draw a fighting force to resist the invading Sabi Stars.
.
Jason thought for a moment, and after thinking that he could bear such a result, he nodded.
"good."
Jason replied.
"Very good!"
"Jason, we can work together!"
After Cortana heard Jason's affirmative answer, her face was filled with excitement, and she couldn't hide that happy feeling.
Then, the lady took a deep breath, calmed down her emotions, and continued in as formal a tone as possible: "The military rank that can be exchanged for 15 points is..."
