Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone
Chapter 214 - 113: Total Victory!_3

Chapter 214: Chapter 113: Total Victory!_3

[Wang Zheng: I was misled by you, you need to compensate me.]

[Lingtong: Actually, the information I’ve always had was that my biological grandfather was protecting you, and as for the swap with the Commander, I really didn’t know.]

[Lingtong: If it bothers you that much, I can formally apologize.]

[Wang Zheng: It’s fine, it’s no big deal, don’t take it to heart. Besides, this has actually saved a lot of communication costs with the military, and Uncle Hei, that is, Fu Jian the old rascal, I actually quite like him.]

[Wang Zheng: I suffered heavy losses this time, hundreds of Crystal Cores were used, and some of my secrets were revealed, which frustrates me. I urgently need some consolation.]

[Lingtong: Well, I can make you a cup of coffee.]

[Wang Zheng: I was actually hinting for Zheng De to help me obtain more Crystal Cores from Commander Dongfang.]

Zhou Zhengde squinted and muttered with a smile, "These two are really interesting. What era is it? Do they still need to start a romance like those middle schoolers from holding hands?"

[Xiao Zhou: Leave this to me. Could you send me some photographs of Mo Feng’s body? I could use them.]

Ding ding.

[Wang Zheng: Don’t act on your own regarding this matter, wait for orders from the military higher-ups.]

[Wang Zheng: I just thought about it, the most sensible act for the military now is to accumulate power. Mo Feng’s death has already given us an absolute advantage, and this is the time to build up our advantages, transform them into a winning position, and unite as many battle zones as possible to confront the Thirteenth Institute.]

[Xiao Zhou: Ugh, I’m worried that the Blade Beast Group is going to be active again.]

[Lingtong: Very likely.]

[Wang Zheng: Are you implying that the Thirteenth Institute has a connection with the Blade Beast Group?]

[Xiao Zhou: Who knows, but you’re right. I can’t rush things now. I just need to do the tasks the organization has assigned me, and wait for further orders. You don’t need to send the photos of Mo Feng’s body, although I was quite eager to see them.]

[Lingtong: Do we need to add Captain Zheng and Wu Man to the group chat?]

[Wang Zheng: Sure.]

[Xiao Zhou: I don’t mind.]

[Lingtong: Okay, I’ll apply for encrypted communicators for them.]

[Wang Zheng: I need to go and establish a good relationship with the Tree of Kindness.]

Zhou Zhengde was full of question marks.

What on earth is the Tree of Kindness? Talking about establishing a relationship with someone else in front of Lingtong, wouldn’t that be problematic?

In the Fortress Era, love was not confined to gender.

Of course, love can transcend gender, but it must be limited in number; more than two partners becomes an issue of ethics, not of gender perception.

Zhou Zhengde was about to ask further when the projector at the corner of the table suddenly activated.

A few beams of light formed a screen, displaying Instructor Hei, Fu Jian, in a black leather coat stained with a large patch of blood.

Fu Jian frowned as he looked at Zhou Zhengde.

Zhou Zhengde quickly stood up, snapping to attention and saluting:

"Central City Security Team, Zhou Zhengde of Fortress 76! Reporting to the Commander!"

"Mmm, very good, very spirited."

Fu Jian nodded and tossed the bloody arm he was holding into a nearby insulated box.

Zhou Zhengde asked softly, "Grandpa, what is that?"

"An arm from a hidden Level Spirit Ability User. Although the guy escaped, his ability should be greatly reduced now, and he won’t likely advance to SS anymore."

Fu Jian stated calmly:

"Mo Feng was what he had nurtured for years, used to fuel his advancement to SS.

"This old guy has always been a hardliner within the Dominion Faction. This direct strike has significantly weakened his power, and the results are very satisfactory.

"That being said, Zheng De, cough, I suddenly contacted you because there’s something I want to consult you about."

Zhou Zhengde furrowed his brows, pursing his lips, fully focused on responding to his grandfather’s query, also somewhat curious.

What could it be that even the all-capable grandfather cannot solve?