When the name Fang Bai was mentioned, all of the military’s super powerful experts, Number 1 to Number 10, fell silent.
This man had significant entanglements with the military. More importantly, Fang Bai had once been a candidate for the military’s War God and was also Human Race Sequence Number 11!
His terrifying strength was enough to rival the War God.
No one in the military, aside from the War God himself, could deal with such a powerful expert!
Upon hearing this name, the War God finally stopped tapping his forefinger on the table. He picked up the water glass before him and took a large gulp.
Then, he pressed his hands to his temples and gently rubbed them a couple of times.
"’Understood. I’ll handle this matter myself.’ He sighed.
’By the way, Number 1, how is Commander Lin’s situation?’"
A young woman who had been sitting beside the War God spoke slowly.
"’Commander Lin overused his abilities recently and is currently recuperating. Coupled with Fang Bai’s assassination attempt last time, the doctors estimate he’ll probably need to rest for about another week.’"
The speaker was military Super Warrior Number 1. On her shoulder, a small Soul Beast, a size smaller than Wen Yu’s Soul Beast, was trembling slightly.
The War God nodded gently. Seeing that Number 7 wanted to continue speaking, he waved his hand.
"’That’s all for today. Let’s adjourn the meeting for now.’"
Clearly, the War God was overwhelmed by the issues concerning the Demon Capital Assembly Site and Fang Bai. Besides, any remaining intelligence wouldn’t be more troublesome than these two problems.
KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK...
Before anyone present could leave their seats, a series of hurried knocks suddenly echoed from the door.
Subsequently, the conference room door was pulled open!
The one who opened the door was the War God’s personal secretary. Only she was permitted to enter directly while the War God was in a meeting. Of course, such "rudeness" was reserved for emergencies involving urgent intelligence.
Seeing the woman who had suddenly burst into the conference room, the War God frowned.
"’Sir, urgent intelligence! Sequence Number 2 at the Mudanjiang Assembly Site is initiating a call to headquarters!’"
"’What? Which Sequence Number?’"
Noticing the War God’s surprised tone, the secretary repeated herself in very standard and clear Mandarin.
"’Route the call’s video feed to this conference room immediately! Also,’ the War God glanced at the super warriors below him and said with a slightly grave tone, ’all of you will stay as well.’"
At this moment, Wen Yu was sitting in the communication room, idly teasing Pink Cyclops.
Seeing Cyclops’s pitiful gaze, Wen Yu couldn’t resist adjusting the clothes on its body.
Staring at the blank screen, Wen Yu couldn’t help but rub his head.
This is too slow! Such low efficiency!
Wen Yu silently labeled the military as "bloated" in his mind.
Then, looking at Cyclops in his arms and Star on his head, Wen Yu pondered for a moment before speaking to his two soul pets.
"’You two go out first. Wander around wherever you like, just don’t forget to come back tonight.’"
Upon hearing Wen Yu’s words, Cyclops immediately yelped three times, jumped to the ground, and dashed towards the door.
Cyclops’s big gun was already itching for action...
Star also spread its wings and flew straight up from Wen Yu’s head.
"’Oh, and try not to kill anyone!’"
"’Understood, Boss.’"
This was also part of Wen Yu’s consideration. He had learned from Jiang Wentao in the treasure land that military Super Warrior Number 1 shared his profession. Knowing this, if the military was aware of his profession, hiding his soul pets would be tantamount to hiding his strength, keeping them guessing!
As for the small Soul Beast, Wen Yu glanced at the little creature on his head and slowly shook his head.
As Human Race Sequence Number 2, he was bound to deal with the military sooner or later; there was no great need to hide his profession.
Besides, with his current strength, he didn’t need to hide or be low-key!
What’s more, if he revealed his profession but they couldn’t see his soul pets, it would undoubtedly leave room for their imagination! And that room for imagination could also be called... apprehension!
By the time Wen Yu had finished his third cup of hot tea, the scene on the screen suddenly switched from the original communication room to a luxurious, large conference room.
In front of the camera, a young man in military uniform was the first to greet Wen Yu.
"’Hello. I am the military’s War God, and also Sequence Number 3. It’s a pleasure to meet you.’"
Wen Yu was studying the young man on the screen opposite him.
Similarly, the War God was also sizing up Wen Yu.
He wore a black trench coat, with a somewhat old-fashioned pendant hanging around his neck.
His age seemed similar to Wen Yu’s, and his looks were quite ordinary.
But these were not the main points.
What was important was the aura, similar to his own, and the small Soul Beast on the man’s shoulder. That confident, sharp aura signified a strong self-assurance in his own abilities and extensive combat experience, while the small Soul Beast on his shoulder indicated his profession.
"’Soul Master?’ the War God asked, a hint of a question in his voice.
Wen Yu nodded and said, "’Isn’t your Number 1 also a Soul Master?’"
Seeing the War God on the screen frown slightly, Wen Yu continued,
"’Jiang Wentao told me. By the way, how are the families of Jiang Wentao, Monkey, and Burly Bear?’"
The War God recalled for a moment, then said, "’They are already being provided for according to the treatment for martyrs’ families, with supplies distributed monthly.’"
Wen Yu pondered for a moment, then slowly nodded.
"’Give them a bit more.’"
Hearing this, Wen Yu suddenly laughed.
"’I thought all you government people would scheme and haggle over every little thing, but you’re quite decent!’"
The War God slowly shook his head.
"’That depends on the matter. Things are our responsibility. You, on the other hand, seem to have quite a connection with those three.’"
Wen Yu nodded directly.
"’Our military’s warriors are all heroes!’"
After a long silence, Wen Yu was the first to speak.
"’Let me introduce myself. My name is Wen Yu, Sequence Number 2!’"
"’You can call me Kuangliu, currently the military’s War God and Sequence Number 3. Since you took the initiative to contact the military, is there something you need?’"
"’Just now, when I entered Central City, I killed someone! Oh, right, what was that idiot’s name again?’"
Seeing Wen Yu look his way, Wang Zhigang, who was standing nearby, immediately replied, "’Xiao Longtao.’"
Wen Yu continued, "’Xiao Longtao. It seems he was the officer here in charge of liaising with you people.’" ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ Nove1Fire.net
The War God, or Kuangliu, nodded. "’Killed is killed, it doesn’t matter. Even a mutant pig could do that job.’"
"’No, that’s not what I mean.’"
Wen Yu shook his head and continued, "’I heard his father works at the Military Headquarters. I don’t know what his position is.’"
"’I’m someone who dislikes trouble. Since I killed his son, he will definitely seek revenge on me. I want to resolve this matter now!’"
Kuangliu nodded without much hesitation and gestured to his secretary.
The secretary, understanding immediately, stepped out of the conference room.
In less than three minutes, the secretary returned, bringing a piece of paper with her.
"’Mm, this Xiao whatever-his-name-is. His old man is currently a minor head in the military’s Human Resources Department. How do you want to deal with him?’"
Kuangliu nodded without hesitation.
"’Number 8, you handle this. Make it clean.’"
Number 8 saluted Kuangliu, and then his figure slowly vanished.
Sequence Number 2 and Sequence Number 3.
The two of them, as if merely chatting like everyday friends, casually decided the life and death of one person, and potentially more.
And, predictably, in less than two days, both of them would forget this entire episode, no longer remembering a man named Xiao Longtao.
Nor would they recall ordering the death of someone’s father.
After all, this was, in the end, a world where the powerful decided everything!