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Chapter 231 - 171 Deputy Minister’s Coaxing and Testing (First Subscription Bonus 2)

Chapter 231: Chapter 171 Deputy Minister’s Coaxing and Testing (First Subscription Bonus 2)

Arrived at Ace Base.

This time, it wasn’t the same uncle Susan who had welcomed Brian before, but a strange old man with silver hair.

The old man was around 1.8 meters tall, with an upright figure, dressed in a military uniform, his face flushed, and his brown eyes bright and piercing.

If it weren’t for the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and his full head of silver hair betraying his age, he would look about thirty years old.

Behind him stood a row of twelve armed soldiers, their status evidently not low.

Upon seeing Brian,

the old man curiously sized him up for a moment and immediately smiled as he approached, "Hello, Brian, I am the Deputy Minister of Operations, you can call me Xide."

"Hello, Minister Xide!"

Brian shook his hand, his attitude humble and his words filled with tact.

"Let’s go, there are some procedures before the promotion ceremony," Xide led the way. "By the way, Brian, have you ever crossed paths with the top agents of the Federation?"

Brian nodded, "Yes, but I only know the individual is Number Five, very strong. Without a weapon, I feel they could kill me easily."

"That’s very normal."

Xide comforted him,

"Those top agents, comparable to our Operations Department B Series Third Level staff, at the very least match the strong Mutant Beasts. Without a formal armed team to ambush them, ordinary people are no match.

These are individuals who have transcended humanity, and in our NW organization, we only have two.

So, as the first of the new generation to be promoted, we are quite surprised, and our expectations of you are high, I have great faith in your future."

"Thank you, Mr. Minister."

...

After a cumbersome process,

Brian arrived once again at the NW headquarters located deep underground.

Under the leadership of Deputy Minister Xide, he went through tests similar to those he had undergone in London: strength, speed, reaction speed...

Next,

the research department also collected Brian’s blood and bodily fluids.

Just when Brian thought it was ending,

Xide led him to a heavily guarded, highly technological intelligent factory.

Yes, it was a factory.

Countless transparent tubes connected to an unknown underground space, continuously pooling various colored liquids into large metal tanks.

Individuals in white coats and protective suits shuttled back and forth inside, replacing tanks and then taking filled tanks via a conveyor belt to soldiers who guarded the next step in the process, forming an assembly line.

"Minister, what is this place?"

"Basic Soldier Serum Production Factory," Xide stamped his foot on the ground. "Beneath us is what we call the ’vegetable garden,’ which we spent fifty years selectively cultivating."

Vegetable Garden...

Brian looked at the substances in the transparent tubes, obviously composed of human tissue fluids, and felt a chill.

So much tissue fluid—if it was extracted regularly, how many ’materials’ were detained beneath their feet?

Indeed, humans were their own cruelest enemies.

Seeing his expressionless face without any excessive reactions,

Xide nodded contentedly,

"Brian, this world operates on the principle that big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimp, and shrimp eat mud; survival of the fittest is the truth.

Your potential is strong, you have the chance to become a third-level sequence staff, part of the decision-making in NW organization.

Although that’s just the beginning, it also means you have earned a ticket to the upper layers, have you considered leaving the frontline to follow me?"

Brian did not commit but simply retorted, "Minister Xide, I am a member of the Operations Department, and you are the head of the Operations Department. I am already your man."

A joke.

Leaving the frontline, where else could provide such a conducive environment for one to pursue their obsessions.

Brian would not serve anyone, unless that person was Susan, considering as a couple, they would inevitably engage in role-playing and cosplay in the future.

Those are two different matters.

He really didn’t understand how some characters in movies would willingly obey a frail trash command and regard them as a master.

At least in Brian’s perception, beneath Xide’s seemingly young and healthy exterior, he could smell the decay of an old man without even needing his enhanced sense of smell.

This kind of guy wanted to be his boss?

Xide picked up on Brian’s subtext.

However, he did not show much disappointment, only gesturing towards the busy staff,

"After your promotion, not only will your benefits and organizational authority increase, but you will also have the option to choose a new department.

For example, the Armed Department, which is our front-line combat division and the strongest spear of the NW organization."

"If you join the armed department, your promotions and strength development will progress quickly. Besides having to combat outside the Federation most of the time, it’s perfect for a young person with potential like you."

Brian directly shook his head this time, "No thanks, I’m not very ambitious and I really like working under Team Leader Susan."

"Heroes love beauties, that’s normal."

Minister Xide laughed, "Then I wish you luck in winning over Susan’s father soon, that old man is quite troublesome."

Brian: ..

Really?

Even the previous A1 team leader, who I killed myself, was introduced to Susan.

Being as outstanding as I am, Susan’s father and family shouldn’t make things difficult for me..

After leaving that flesh factory.

Xide then took Brian on a tour of the NW organization’s weaponry arsenal, along with several special departments.

There, Brian saw many novel pieces of equipment that were unheard of outside.

Among them, two caught his eye.

One was a special combat Energy Bar.

A single one could sustain a robust soldier’s food need for two to three days.

If he had a large amount of these, Brian’s food intake could be greatly alleviated.

Otherwise, it was manageable on a daily basis.

But it would become a problem if he had to venture out for a long time or operate in the wilderness.

He could cope.

Using Gift Energy also helped alleviate the feeling of hunger.

But that was too wasteful and uncomfortable.

Another item was a type of Phosphorus Burning Bomb, resembling a sticky incendiary bomb the size of a little finger, that could clean wipe an area of one meter radius at terrifying temperatures – an excellent accomplice for murder by fire and destroying all traces.

Having gained a lot of knowledge.

It was only after that, Xide took Brian back to the earlier testing room.

An old man in white clothes approached with a report, "Senator Xide, here are the physical examination report and the strategic analysis recommendations for Mr. Brian."

Xide glanced over it and with a touch of regret handed it to Brian, "Keep this well, you still lack some foundation, and the NW think tank’s strategic analysis will be very helpful for planning your future."

Brian nodded and carefully stored the report without rushing to look at it.

It probably confirmed his capabilities.

Next.

Brian left Mr. Xide, was guided around by someone, first upgrading his sequence watch, and then receiving a few sets of special uniforms and brand new credentials...

In short, by the time he finished everything,

Brian had transformed into a tall, cool, handsome man in uniform.

The uniform was similar to a military outfit but not quite, with a high-level, snug fit, all in black, and soft to the touch, making it feel like there was nothing on his body. However, when Brian tried tugging at it, he found that even with his strength, he could only deform the fabric, unable to rip it.

The watch was also completely different from before – a regular watch model but looking much more upscale, not only retaining the positioning and rescue functions but also equipped with a hidden weapon that could shoot a special tranquilizer dart that could knock out an elephant from ten meters away.

Besides that, there were several other functions.

And there were numerous other miscellaneous items.

However, these items all came with instructions.

Brian packed them, together with his own report, into a handbag brought over, followed the field staff to the backstage of the awarding and promotion ceremony room.

He actually didn’t yet know what permissions had been upgraded.

But seeing the field staff’s respectful behavior and envious eyes,

Brian knew, from today, he was truly no longer a mere pawn at others’ mercy.

..

At past four in the afternoon.

Field personnel collected a large number of plates in front of Brian and whispered, "Mr. Brian, your promotion ceremony is about to begin, and all department heads and higher-ranking staff of the operations division are already present."

Brian stood up and adjusted his appearance and clothes, nodding, "Thank you for guiding me."

This ceremony was mainly about recognition.

The procedures, Brian had already known.

It was mainly about awarding honors, making speeches, followed by a process similar to a dance party, accumulating contacts.

He didn’t care about these.

Brian was curious as to what expression Susan would have when she saw him next.