"Secret? This product of a mixture of 'human nature' and 'divine nature' is in you, and I have no way of knowing it. But if you know anything about 'Holy Words', 'Dark Books' and 'Ancient Worlds', I don't mind giving you some guidance based on the mouths of the gods and the Lord." Peter's lips raised slightly, revealing a smile between mockery and praise.

This made Wright unable to see his true attitude for a moment, so he had to swallow the words on his lips, and said in a angrily voice like a mosquito and flies:

"Peter...teacher, since you can't...tell me directly, I'm willing to listen to a...uh, the Lord and God's guidance."

"It seems that you are not stupid except 'honesty' and 'power'." Peter continued with a smile:

"Then use a passage from the novel "Dark Book". Era 201: All mysteries are hidden in the original creation, such as gods and devils. The things you see are always hidden from each other, and you are eager to explore one or two, but the wheel of destiny will not stop, and move forward, and the mystery will inevitably float behind you."

"The wheel of destiny will not stop. If you move forward, the mystery will inevitably float behind you." Wright repeated the words in "The Dark Book" recited by Peter.

A few minutes later, he felt that the chaotic thoughts in his brain were slightly smoothed out, and the trembling, worry, and panic that had just been filled with his mind were eliminated.

After nodding with a smile, Wright showed a knowing smile and said:

"Thank you, Teacher Peter, I understand what you mean. Don't worry, I... will choose to move forward all the time, whether it is the arrangement of fate or the tasks assigned by the Empire and the Commission. My secret can only be revealed by myself and known by myself in the continuous progress, right?"

"That's right. By the way, before formally giving the next task, I want to talk about your brother first. The lost person just now must not be your brother. I have all the detailed information about you, and your parents' information is missing. For at least fifteen years, you have been alone or with your comrades to complete military tasks. You have no relatives. So, your brother..."

"You mean Feng? Do you want me to explain my relationship with him?" Wright asked first.

"No need. You know, as long as you serve the empire, what's the harm even if you are the Lost? Our superpowers also have to join the three major churches of the Lost. At least for me, there is not that strong racial concept." Peter shook his head and said:

"But, don't you feel assured that he is by your side? In addition to feeling the rich magic power belonging to the water source, I also felt an extraordinary power. It was faintly and not strong, but in just one or two seconds, it gave me a feeling as if I were looking at the pictures of those strange-shaped old gods and monsters."

"The feeling of the old gods and monsters? I really don't have the feeling of you, Teacher Peter. Is it the sixth sense?" Wright puzzled.

"It's 'snow'. Although it is not as strong as the aura of ice, it has a smell of 'snow' in the dark night. And I can feel that if the aura of 'snow' is real, it is very likely to condense into a monster, or even a sequential monster." Peter discussed carefully.

"I don't know the breath of 'snow', Teacher Peter. And I really didn't find any signs of similar breaths on my younger brother Feng. But I will pay attention, don't worry, if he attacks me and attacks other [warriors] in the empire, I will fight him as soon as possible."

"Actually." Wright scratched his black hair and said in a gentle tone:

"He is also very pitiful. I haven't seen his parents when I went to his house before, so he and his grandfather depended on each other. Just a few days ago, because his grandfather was willfully trying to go to the Cruzd Federation..., he proposed to let him be independent. In fact, letting him stay by my side as a deputy, or even a partner is not necessarily a bad thing. Children are mostly simple, even... a superpower, as long as he studies, lives, his worldview, outlook on life and values ​​in the atmosphere of the Imperial Barracks, it is difficult to have problems."

"Since this is your attitude, I respect you. After all, the Imperial Legion doesn't mind taking up one more person to work. Well, after saying so much, you have had a full meal. I think it's time to convey the latest official order to you now." Peter said seriously.

Then, he returned to his seat, picked up a dark yellow cowhide briefcase from the base of the table, and took out a yellow file bag from it.

After putting the side with the varnished seal on the table, Peter took out a small letter-breaking knife from his briefcase and cut it along the top of the document bag.

"This is the first document, formal, not the kind of telegram that is semi-formal. The content is very simple, you can take a look at it yourself." Peter said, handing Wright a brand new document in the document bag.

After taking it with both hands, Wright carefully looked at the contents of the document.

The first thing that caught his eye was the head of several big words marked "Socra Council", followed by the iconic "Silver Double-Headed Eagle" flag picture representing the empire.

Then there is the title "Sucra Guard Order" with a slightly smaller font below, and their exclusive "Longsword Hammer" medal.

Next is the main text part. Since it is printed by a manual printer, the font is very neat and reveals a mechanical atmosphere.

After a quick glance, Wright read aloud:

"The Socra Council and the Guards formally ordered."

"First, improve the professional level of the guard member Wright, from the original Silver Blade 5 to the Terracotta 2."

Being promoted again? What a good thing. It seems that the Socratic Committee members are not only able to give orders and draw big pie.

Wright showed a satisfied and "happy" smile on his face.

After all, the improvement of professional rank not only means the improvement of status, but also the salary, benefits, and resources that can be accessed in the future. Correspondingly, if you can become a team leader and have a few powerful and obedient subordinates, you will be one step closer to your ideal of becoming a true "wasteland echoer".

Shortly giving up the fantasy full of idealism, Wright continued to recite:

"Secondly, after multiple verifications and the identification of relevant personnel, Wright's current identity is not a complete human being, but a psychic person with extraordinary power. Therefore, through the proposal of General George of the Socratic Guard, the Socratic Committee discussed and decided to formally transfer Wright's military relations from the city of Socra and move to the old capital of Zhnetsk. Wright himself can choose to join any organization or team of the Zhnetsk Legion, but must choose front-line combat troops."

"Is this fired me? Teacher Peter?" Wright asked in confusion.

"I just thought you would be anxious when you saw this. You are still a young man after all. Although the threshold for entering the Socra Guard is very high, it also represents identity and status. But the regulations are regulations, and the legions of the Zhnetsk are no worse than Socra." Peter explained patiently:

"You must have heard that there have been many attacks and kidnappings of our guards, between the two camps in Dunusk, between the two war zones in the quiet highlands. Indeed, there are many discourses that are unfavorable to us, and the committee is willing to redeem people at a high price.

In the outer area of ​​Socra, the identity of the guards will bring you danger. For your safety, you will have to temporarily leave the guards. But don’t worry, once the Battle of Silent Highlands is over and you complete the mission and return to Socra, the committee will definitely re-replace you. You don’t have to worry about this.”

Peter's tone was very gentle. He didn't want to anger Wright because of this. After all, he knew that Wright entered Socrates by his repeated birth and death and participation in many dangerous tasks.

Therefore, when he noticed that Wright was a little angry, he reached into the depths of his briefcase and took out five new coins with the avatar of Socra City Heroes on the front.

One hundred yuan per ticket, five hundred yuan in total.

"Wright, take it. As long as it is a city, town and military stronghold controlled by the empire, all places where commercial activities are in use will be used. Whether it is buying food or configuring weapons, this is the compensation from the Socrates Guard to you, and it can also be regarded as the reward for paying you the next task in advance." Peter's tone revealed a hint of earnestness.

Seeing Wright looking at him with a little blank look and the new coins in his hand, Peter smiled and stuffed five brand new coins into his top pocket without saying a word.

"The mission...reward?" Wright touched his pocket and confirmed.

After all, this is a great fortune. Once the mission is over, if you go to big cities such as Socra or Zhnetsk, the money will be enough to live without worries about food and clothing given by Mr. George and the Socratic Committee in the Battle of Kofu.

"Yes Wright, now that's your money."

After a subtle sigh, Wright acquiesced to Peter's behavior, and then he turned his eyes back to the text on the document.

But the following passage really made him feel a little creepy and incredible.

"Third, please hand over the 'Grade of Tomorrow' obtained in the Dunusk ruins and hand it over to the Socrates Commission for safekeeping to ensure the normal progress of the 'Blood Night Ceremony'."

What is coming is coming, but it is true that I still "worked" for the committee and made wedding dresses for others.

"'The Emblem of Tomorrow', why are you so sure I will get it?" Wright questioned.

"It's very simple." Peter explained:

"Because you're still alive."

"Just because I... are still alive?" Wright asked in disbelief.

"Of course it's more than that." Peter explained after thinking for a few seconds:

"First of all, the task of finding the "Emblem of Tomorrow" was only issued to you by the captain Brett. The tracker in your body had a signal interruption for a whole day, which was enough to prove that you were entering the lake.

Secondly, other members of the guards who passed by Donusk a few days ago also sent telegrams to the committee to confirm that the current city ruins have become a dilapidated scene and that no scent of 'MB-2000: Water of the Extraordinary' can be detected. You should know that the power of the Emblem of the Extraordinary' is the key to maintaining the existence of 'Water of the Extraordinary'."

"So that's it." Wright showed a bitter smile on his face.

Just now, a little bit of favor that the 500 New Coin for Socratic Council and Peter suddenly disappeared in his heart and turned into nothingness.

It seems that the Socratic Council is also a group of people who are greedy for profit but are very smart. All the rewards are simply marked with prices secretly.

Wright knew that under the current circumstances, he had no other way than handing over the heraldry and continuing to obey the orders of the Socratic Commission.

After all, everything about me is under the control of the Socra Committee. The tracker placed in my body and the teammates of suspected monitors placed beside me have to make decisions that are beneficial to them.

After a slight sigh, Wright did not continue to recite some irrelevant words behind the document, but handed the document back to Peter. He reluctantly pulled open the tactical glove in his left hand, took out the "Emblem of Tomorrow" made of hexagonal steel that had been carefully held in the palm of his hand, and gave it to Peter.

"That's right, Wright. You are very loyal. Although there is a slight flaw in this loyalty, it is not important. What is important is that you can unswervingly execute Socrates' commands, and you can follow Socrates' instructions carefully to complete them.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! By the way, talents like you are scarce, both in the Empire, the Socratic Council, and the Church of the Lost," Peter couldn't help but praise.

Although Wright feels more disgusting when he listens, the more he feels the food in his stomach is surging up and down.

But he had no choice but to do something with Peter here. After all, he was only promoted to the "inspiration" of the rank 6 and was not very powerful.

Moreover, there are many [warriors] from the empire here, and many "superpowers" with powerful abilities that they don't know much about.

Even if he killed Peter and forced himself to enter the center of the silent highland with the herald, he might not be able to find the divine realm where the "Daughter of Mechanism" is located. In the end, he had to rely on the orders and instructions of the Socra Committee.

So now, cooperation and not breaking up the face is particularly important. Patience in some aspects is to exchange for greater benefits in the future.

While thinking, Wright suddenly saw Peter take off a wooden box with gold outlined edge patterns and inlaid with many blue and red gems from the windowsill next to him.

In front of Wright, Peter opened the wooden box and put it in it with caution and carefulness.

After doing all this, he took out a pure black key from his arms, inserted it into the keyhole of the wooden box, and locked it.

"When it comes to Wright, I have to remind you. The extraordinary power of the 'Grade of Tomorrow' is not something that humans and psychics can bear for a long time. It's okay for a short time. If you come into contact with the rade for a long time, your spirit will definitely be affected, either falling into madness, becoming bloodthirsty and killing. It is not a wrong choice to hand over such a rade to the committee."

"Oh, by the way, there is also." Peter put the wooden box back to the windowsill, and said with a smile on his face after he was shining by the incandescent light of the sun:

"In order to ensure that you are not confused about the team selection of the Zhnetsk Legion, I have made the right choice for you. Just so happened that their legion's "New Wind Team" was stationed in the camp in Area B. I greeted you last night. Just wait for you to report directly. They will configure you with new uniforms and equipment."

"'Fresh Wind Team', why does it sound familiar?" Wright murmured in a low voice.

Without caring about Wright's doubts, Peter patted his shoulder and kept smiling:

"The Sugar's Guards have only one informal order for you, that is, to cooperate with the combat mission operations of the Shnetsk Legion. When the Empire and the Church of the Lost, General George will naturally find you and lead you to sneak into the central area of ​​the highlands with you to explore the god's "Daughter of the Mechanical Yuan."
Chapter completed!