What if the other party sees that one day I have suddenly become the master of the Western Continent? Wouldn't that be very dangerous?
Qing Chen looked at Marquis Bolton: "By the way, did the White Light take you to a dungeon?"
“Of course,” Marquis Bolton said smugly, “I had just logged on when FFF, the personal assistant of White Light, contacted me. Everyone else has to pay to get into Multiverse 136, but I not only didn’t pay, I cut in line. You probably don’t know, but the line of people begging FFF to buy a playthrough of Multiverse 136 is already two months long. Even if you have money, it’s not enough.”
Qing Chen smiled and said, "Congratulations, Marquis! A teammate of the White Light? Does he have any more teammates?"
“Of course,” said the Marquis of Bolton, “his teammates are also exceptional, one of them named Flower, whose way of thinking about exploring the multiverse is simply superb.”
Flowers, curled-up king Chen Zhuoqu, Qing Chen was not surprised at all that his apprentice could curl up in the superconducting world...
Back then, this girl caused a lot of people immense suffering.
Marquis Bolton said, "I also met a guy named Zard. He was quite interesting, but this guy seemed to have some mental issues. He killed himself several times after entering the superconducting world. I've never seen a player kill himself multiple times in a single day..."
Lord Burton continued, "There was another one named Brown Bear, who was a very nice person. I don't know why, but I just felt a sense of warmth from him, like he was family."
Brown Bear, Luo Wanya, and Qing Chen decided to let Luo Wanya personally deal with this Marquis Bolton.
What could be happier than having another family member?
At this moment, Marquis Bolton said, "However, it seems that FFF will be unable to log in for a while. I'm wondering if he has also come to the front lines. What if he dies on the battlefield? Wouldn't the White Light be missing a capable assistant? I asked for FFF's number, wanting to help him get a different job, but he was unwilling to say."
Lord Bolton even began to worry about his idol.
Qing Chen finally remembered this matter and began to quickly browse through the entire personnel structure.
According to FFF, if the other party is a free citizen of Storm City, then there is a 30% chance that they will be assigned to Outpost 9.
An hour later, Qingchen finally found FFF.
Lü Zhe, Free Citizen ID 299020911.
At this moment, Qing Chen began a new round of reassignments: "Move the Ice Cream Airship to Helipad 2, and the Big Bird Spinner to Helipad 7..."
After Qing Chen finished issuing the new round of orders, Marquis Bolton asked in confusion, "They were parked perfectly fine, why are they being repositioned like this?"
Qing Chen glanced at him and explained, "This is in accordance with the operational guidelines of the outpost."
As he spoke, he picked up a dusty manual: "It's actually written very clearly inside that Class A airships should be placed in the safest location so that when attacked by the enemy, they can take off in the safest environment and quickly form a counterattack force against the attacking enemy. This is the rule of military bases and the optimal solution during wartime. Only by arranging them in this way can the safety of the base be guaranteed."
Marquis Bolton asked doubtfully, "The Giants Dynasty wouldn't dare come to this outpost; they've never attacked it."
Qing Chen smiled and didn't explain further: "It's better to be prepared."
Marquis Bolton muttered, "Why make yourself so tired?"
Previously, the order in which the airships were docked at the entire outpost was chaotic, with large and small, civilian and military types all mixed together, and where they were docked depended entirely on who arrived first.
So here's the problem: almost half of the Class A airships are parked in the location closest to the Forbidden Forest.
If the Giant Dynasty's army comes prepared, and they manage to cross the high walls and enter the military base, destroying the Class A airships, while the Class A airships behind them don't have time to take off, then the entire outpost could very well fall.
Qing Chen wasn't certain that the Giant Dynasty would come. Rather, among the generals the old man had sacrificed for him was someone with extremely rich combat experience. In that general's life, his greatest insight into war was: there are no geniuses in this world. A great general must be prepared for anything at any time and wait for the unexpected to happen.
This general was very famous within the Qing clan. If he hadn't chosen the wrong side, Qing Yu might not have been appointed as the frontline commander.
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Night fell once more. In the Forbidden Forest, a human walked slowly in the shadows, wearing a fisherman's hat, looking like an angler who had come to fish for sturgeon.
He walked through the dense forest, leaning on his black scepter.
After an unknown amount of time, a colossal black shadow appeared before them. The towering giant sat almost naked beside a roaring campfire, his entire body covered in green and black paint, like a human special forces soldier in disguise.
The giant turned and looked quietly at the human in front of him: "I hope you have brought enough sincerity this time."
“General Gale,” the young white man removed his fisherman’s hat and bowed slightly, “I have come to help you achieve great deeds. Your king will surely be pleased with this mission.”
“You said the same thing last time,” Gale Thunder sneered.
The young man took out a map from his backpack: "This is the defense map of Outpost 9 and Outpost 6. Among all the outposts of the Roosevelt Kingdom, these two are the least defended and the easiest to break through. Once these two outposts are destroyed, the Roosevelt Kingdom's expedition plan may be aborted. Moreover, behind these two outposts, we can directly attack Storm City and Blackwater City."
The young man continued, “Our rebels’ inside agents will cut off communication links and forge new ones immediately. I can guarantee that it will be foolproof, especially at Outpost 9. After we capture it, Duke Storm might arrive there, and then you can kill him and take his head back to the dynasty.”
“Killing a duke of the Kingdom of Roosevelt is not so easy,” Gale sneered. “You humans have found a way to break through to demigod status, but we have not yet. To kill a demigod, we will lose many of our people.”
“It’s alright, they were caught off guard. After all, who would have thought the Giants Dynasty would attack an outpost? You’ve never attacked one before,” the young man said with a smile. “I look forward to the day when the central capital falls.”
The whirlwind rose up from beside the campfire, the flickering flames casting an elongated shadow of the giant: "I know you rebels want us to both suffer heavy losses, but that's fine, because I don't think you're qualified to reap the benefits."
The young man smiled but did not answer the question.
Gale glanced at the young man: "Go another 20 kilometers north. Sky Thunder will meet you there. Take them with you to Outpost Base No. 6!"
The next moment, the gale pressed its index finger and thumb into its mouth and whistled loudly.
Soon, wild and rapid footsteps echoed through the Forbidden Forest, like a stampede of ten thousand horses.
The gale snatched the map from the young man's hand and started running westward, towards Outpost 9!
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In the Marquis's office, Qing Chen was still sitting behind his desk. He seemed to be back in the PCA (Central Intelligence Agency) office in City 10, trying to get everything under his control.
However, he felt that something was not quite right.
Qing Chen got up and turned off the Marquis of Bolton's virtual reality glasses.
Marquis Bolton's eyes widened in anger: "Do you know what I'm doing... never mind!"
In the past, he would have beaten up anyone who disturbed his superconducting world, but for some reason, he couldn't muster any anger when facing Qing Chen.
"What's wrong?" Marquis Bolton asked.
Qing Chen said in a low voice, "Something's not right tonight. Listen to me, we'll assemble the frontline squad to protect you right now, and I'll take care of other things."
Marquis Bolton initially thought it was impossible, but he subconsciously chose to believe Qing Chen: "What should we do? Shall we run? My airship is in the base!"
As he spoke, he prepared to get up and pack his luggage.
Qing Chen pressed him firmly onto the sofa and asked, "You ran away, and all the merits you just gained are gone."
Chapter 848, The Corpse's Emotions Are Very Stable
"What will happen to my merits if I'm gone..." Marquis Bolton muttered to himself, "But what use are my merits if I'm going to die..."
Qing Chen was stunned for a moment, then thought, "What you said makes so much sense."
The problem is, if you run away, who will I use as a puppet if I stay here? Who will listen to me?
By this time, he had also come to know the Marquis of Bolton somewhat: he had no intention of harming anyone, only wanted to enjoy life and keep his wife safe. Although he did have some ambition, he was very self-aware and didn't really take his ambition seriously.
Having self-awareness is a good thing, but it also gives off a feeling of being hopelessly incapable of achieving anything...
Qing Chen realized he might have frightened the Marquis, so he pressed Marquis Bolton down and whispered, "I just feel something's not right. Maybe I'm mistaken? I was just casually reporting it to you! Listen outside, nothing seems amiss."
Marquis Bolton patted his chest: "I thought the outpost was going to be gone today."
Qing Chen smiled and said, "My lord, you can continue playing in the superconducting world. I'll take care of everything, don't worry."
“Alright,” the Marquis of Bolton was particularly easy to coax, and he actually put on the virtual reality glasses and continued playing the game.
The next moment, Qing Chen's expression turned serious.
He had a real premonition that something was wrong. He didn't know who the person was, but he knew that something dangerous was going to happen: the timing of receiving and sending the coordination letter had gone wrong 40 minutes ago.
The coordination letter follows a fixed procedure: the outpost sends a letter to Storm City, and the Storm City system automatically replies with a "received" confirmation upon receipt. Military systems are quite strict; the absence of this reply indicates that the information has been intercepted.
After Qing Chen completed the transfer, he sent a transfer filing letter to Storm City, stating that a certain unit would be transferred out of the main force of Duke Storm, and replaced by another unit.
At this moment, the reply from Storm City was 0.7 seconds slower than usual.
0.7 seconds may seem short, but for Qing Chen, everything unusual was worth noting, and the victory in the war was precisely built upon this kind of keen insight.
The outpost uses military fiber optic cables, while Storm City uses automatic system responses. Why is it 0.7 seconds slower?
Therefore, there is only one possibility: his communication had actually been intercepted. On the way to Storm City, the mobilization letter passed through an information processing base station that was not normally used, which is why it was delayed by 0.7 seconds!
Why did this happen? Because someone was trying to intercept the distress signals from this outpost!
Qing Chen walked to the window and looked down at the outside of the base through the gap in the curtains. The Forbidden Forest in the distance was shrouded in darkness.
No, even in the Forbidden Forest, birds occasionally fly out from the canopy, but he has been watching for 20 minutes and has not seen a single bird.
Qing Chen walked behind his desk, picked up the intercom, and said in the voice of Marquis Bolton, "James, re-examine Metal Storm and get back to me when you're sure there are no problems."
After saying that, he returned to the window and coldly observed everything.
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In the dark, forbidden forest, hundreds of enormous, dark green figures moved silently, barefoot.
Their bare, enormous feet trod on the soft soil and decaying leaves, making very faint sounds.
At that moment, Kuangfeng silently gave a signal, and soon a giant with the ability to see a thousand miles climbed up a big tree, his head peeking out of the canopy, carefully observing the outpost in the distance.
He lowered his head and said, "Beep beep."
(A swarm of drones intercepted the aircraft, but it's uncertain whether the drone swarm had lowered its guard as the human boy claimed.)
Gale: "Wind!"
(What about the outpost?)
"Beep beep!"
(The outpost was quiet; there were no airships patrolling the skies, nor any aerial fortresses!)
This is also one of the giants' talents; living in this forest, they can make their companions understand them by uttering just one or two syllables.
Each giant pronounces slightly different syllables, and their names are mostly based on syllables. Only generals like Gale are given the name "Gale" by the king of the giants.
In the dark, forbidden forest, the gale looked at another giant, who listened intently to the ground for a moment, then chuckled.
(There was no sound of human conspiracy, nor the breathing of someone lying in ambush; everything seemed normal.)
Kuangfeng nodded, looking down into the darkness at the deployment map the young man had given him. It recorded the locations of all the Metal Storms and the quantity of their ammunition.