First Battlefield Commander! - Chapter 200
Chapter 200: Study
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger came over specifically to teach them personally.
Their identities were provided by State No. 14.
Because the diplomatic relations between the two sides were good, with many years of cooperation, frequent trade and intermarriage, and close proximity, the accent difference wasn't too severe. The identity provided by the 14th District was also from an urban area originally located at the border between the two sides.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger marked some of the more obvious pronunciations for them to learn and correct. But adapting in a short time was impossible; after all, language is deeply rooted in daily life, sometimes spoken impulsively without thinking first.
Learning speed is fastest in the corresponding environment. Since the decision was made, Hundred Meter Flying Dagger decided to take them directly to the 14th District to live for two months.
Flights from Kafa were very unstable, sometimes only one every two or three days.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger couldn't wait. He notified the Expeditionary Force upper echelons, borrowed their small aircraft parked in Kafa, and left the same day.
Ji Fangxiao and the others couldn't understand at all. This group left training early midway, then disappeared without warning. It sounded too... cool!
The Expeditionary Force remained silent about this. They erased the names from the training roster and prohibited anyone from inquiring about related matters. They promoted several outstanding performers from the new recruits to fill their vacancies and continued the daily schedule.
The new recruits also knew some matters couldn't be discussed internally. They could only gaze wistfully at the sky each day, expressing their envy and jealousy.
The distance between the 14th District and the Alliance wasn't far, but Kafa was on the edge of the Alliance, very far from the 14th District.
They arrived at a transit airport and changed flights again. Using Hundred Meter Flying Dagger's privilege, they successfully squeezed onto the nearest aircraft.
High-pressure studying could be anticipated afterwards. The previous training tasks were already very demanding, and their condition hadn't adjusted.
Lian Sheng and the others boarded the cabin, put on eye masks, and prepared to rest for a while.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger came over and directly removed the thing from her face.
"Take out your optical computers, I've already sent the materials over. Seize the opportunity to memorize well," Hundred Meter Flying Dagger said. "The compulsory education curriculum in the Alliance and the 14th District are different. Memorize and remember everything well."
Everyone: "..."
Everyone: "..."
Everyone: "..."
Everyone: "..."
Everyone: "..."
Lu Mingyuan felt numb all over: "I think not having to memorize is normal. Few fourth-year students still remember high school and junior high exam points."
Ji Ban said: "I haven't even been to school."
Fang Jianchen tapped the small screen in front of his seat: "Sports specialty students, slightly worse grades, isn't unreasonable, huh? Take care!"
"Lite University on your identity is a prestigious school in the 14th District. Do you understand what prestigious means? No matter how bad your grades are, you still have to pass my assessment," Hundred Meter Flying Dagger said. "With short-term study, scoring sixty points is about right. Fits your fourth-year slacker memory."
Fang Jianchen: "..."
Fang Jianchen: "..."
Fang Jianchen: "..."
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger clenched his fist: "Urgency! Memorize! Exam when we land!"
Lian Sheng sighed: "I hate exams."
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger took out a small box from his luggage again, pulling out several syringes: "From now on, we'll retrain your muscles based on your individual situations. Don't worry, it will slightly affect your explosive power and strength, but with the right method, it can be adjusted back within half a year."
Lian Sheng's heart ached even more.
After sitting on the aircraft for two days, the group successfully arrived at Lite City in the 14th District for liaison.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger took the ten people to a rental house near Lite University, rented two adjacent apartments, and settled everyone down.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger said: "I'm going to check in with the local government. You guys go buy some daily necessities yourselves. The 14th District is relatively safe. Remember the street number here when you go out, don't get lost."
Everyone nodded obediently.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger glanced at the time: "I'll be back in about four hours. I hope you'll be here then, understand?"
Everyone continued nodding.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger looked at them skeptically, took the key card, turned, and went out.
Lite was a prosperous urban area in the 14th District, comparable to the Alliance's 2nd District.
The group rushed towards their target with great enthusiasm.
The streets were lively, and the mall was sufficiently large, housing various specialties from different countries and regions.
Previously, they wouldn't have found it strange at all. But returning to a mall with abundant goods and no purchase restrictions after a long time, they were so excited they wanted to kneel.
Fang Jianchen led Lu Mingyuan and others, ordered several delivery robots, and swept through the shelves like locusts, wishing they could move the entire snack section back to their rental house.
Worth it!
No matter what they did, this shopping trip alone was worth it!
Lu Mingyuan exclaimed excitedly: "Heaven—!"
Ji Ban also couldn't contain his inner feelings: "Finally, I can spend money!"
Fang Jianchen: "Finally feel like a rich person again!"
Lian Sheng pulled out her optical computer, tapped the payment page, handed it to the payment robot, and said like an overbearing CEO: "Swipe freely!"
The surrounding 14th District residents: "..."
Had this group just been released from a mental hospital?
They were truly frustrated beyond words.
Whether in the 36th District or Kafa, after experiencing war, resources were relatively scarce. Moreover, the food provided by the military was mainly bland and practical, making their mouths taste like birds.
Suddenly arriving in Lite felt like traveling through time several hundred years, from a primitive area to modern society.
Pitifully, they were also young seedlings raised in the highly developed areas of the Alliance. In just two and a half years, they had completely adapted to their country bumpkin persona.
Cornell and Harry stood behind them, empty-handed.
They had nothing to buy, hadn't seen many things before, and were used to being frugal; having something to eat was enough.
Lian Sheng asked: "Not buying?"
Harry: "No money left."
Ji Ban was surprised: "What about your subsidy?"
"Not much, after all, we haven't retired yet." Harry gestured with his hand, "Saved up a little bit. The rest is gone."
Lian Sheng said: "I have money. I'll treat you."
Ji Ban: "I'll treat you too!"
Fang Jianchen and Cheng Ze exchanged a look. The two smiled and approached, each putting an arm around one.
"So reserved, it's because you haven't opened the door to a new world yet! Come, come." Fang Jianchen hooked Harry's neck and walked forward. "Learn about snacks?"
"Spicy small dried fish."
"Spicy beef jerky."
"Charcoal roasted cashews."
"Pickled pepper chicken feet."
Zhou Shirui couldn't keep up with their pace, hesitating: "Isn't this inappropriate?"
Too lazy. This was a big mission.
Lian Sheng also led him inside, tempting: "Live in the moment, junior..."
When Hundred Meter Flying Dagger returned to the rental house, what he saw was a group of decadent youths sprawled on the sofa, surrounded by a floor littered with snack bags.
Even Cornell and Harry were holding bags of something, watching TV while enjoying this luxurious life.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger: "..."
"I misjudged you!" Hundred Meter Flying Dagger took a deep breath, saying mournfully: "I thought you were studying hard! Studying my ass! I didn't bring you out for vacation, at least hold your breath for me!"
Lian Sheng said: "Watching TV is also to understand the local customs and culture. It helps build a deep love between me and Lite."
The people behind Hundred Meter Flying Dagger hesitated: "Are these your Alliance's most elite... new recruits?"
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger felt his face sting. He stepped aside and invited them in.
Lian Sheng and the others had already clapped their hands, stood up, and saluted the several individuals.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger said: "These are the professors I found for your various specialties. Top talents provided by the 14th District government. From now on, 8 AM to 10 PM is your study time. Follow all the professors' curricula. No skipping classes allowed. I will supervise you nearby!"
Lian Sheng: "Starting now?"
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger: "Correct, starting now!"
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger pulled everyone out to line up again, explaining while introducing them to the professors.
"You are sports majors. You need to master the training classes and teams you joined since elementary school, as well as the competitions you participated in and the awards you won," Hundred Meter Flying Dagger said. "I've already sent the materials. Read them, summarize, memorize."
The three: "..."
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger looked at Lian Sheng again.
Lian Sheng said: "I study Go, surely I don't need to start from scratch?"
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger: "No need, but you have to memorize the Go records from the training classes here. And the more famous Go games."
Lian Sheng: "..."
Lian Sheng: "..."
Lian Sheng: "..."
"Drafting, same. Memorize all the works of famous designers here in the 14th District, and learn to copy them."
"Programming, need I say more? Decode and recompile the data of Lite's common products. Don't use Alliance habits and programming procedures."
"Mechanics, the standards for common parts in the Alliance and the 14th District differ slightly. Caliber size, mass, appearance angle, all must be memorized. Also, the history of production changes for various parts."
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger pointed at them: "You only have two months, understand? Still eating snacks and shopping? If I were you, I'd jump out of bed scared while sleeping."
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger wiped his face, then forced a smile at Cornell and Harry: "You guys are fine here, you can go out and play freely. Need me to find you a guide? Eat whatever you want, I'll help you apply for reimbursement."
He walked forward: "Oh right, right, Lite's gaming system is very complete, Kafa doesn't have it. Let me have someone take you to play."
Cornell and Harry didn't need to learn much. Their identity at the port was simply youths who left Kafa, provided identity by the 14th District, escorting students for exchange.
Taking them around Lite to remember the scenery was enough.
Several professors stepped forward, claimed their respective students, nodded in acknowledgment, chose a spot, and began teaching directly.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger produced an electric baton from somewhere and sat by the door watching them.
Fang Jianchen felt completely uncomfortable: "You're just staying here? Doesn't the Sixth Army have things to do?"
"My current mission is to follow your mission closely. Since you accepted this directive representing the Sixth Army Corps, I am responsible for your safety," Hundred Meter Flying Dagger said. "It's impossible to let Liliana come, right? With your current state, you might not even live to the day of the mission. I don't trust others either; this matter is highly confidential. In short, I am now your sole direct superior; follow all my instructions."
Harry and Cornell hadn't attended school, so they sat nearby listening curiously for a while.
After ten minutes, Harry decisively gave up, hugged his snacks, and hid in the opposite suite to continue watching TV. Cornell leaned against the sofa, reading the basic tutorial Hundred Meter Flying Dagger had given him earlier.
The professors were highly skilled, and their standards for students were naturally high too. Plus, their study time was too short. Besides book learning, they also had to make time for field trips to schools and various parts of the city. The professors' demands became even stricter.
One-on-one guidance, closely watching their students, giving no chance for distraction. Not even time for mid-session breaks.
The comrades, having been away from systematic learning for over two years, instantly felt the strain.
From 2 PM until 10 PM, the day's mandatory learning tasks finally ended. The professors assigned summary homework before leaving one by one.
Excessive mental exertion led to a sense of mental collapse. It was much harder than their daily physical training.
This was only the first day, and they felt like they couldn't hold on.
Compared to enduring this mental pressure, they would rather do the same amount of hard labor every day.
Fang Jianchen scratched his head: "Why be so harsh on slackers?! What kind of mission is this? Espionage? I thought I was going for some cultural grand prize!"
Being able to enter Alliance University, he certainly wasn't a slacker in the traditional sense. Just compared to the others, the pressure was a bit high.
The technical workers had to memorize various codes and programs; their brain's memory capacity had already received similar enhancements. Even if Ye Buqing and Zhao Zhuoluo didn't remember, they would pretend very well that they did. Cheng Ze himself had already learned about the basketball situation in the 14th District, so starting wasn't a problem.
As for Lian Sheng, well, from any angle, she was a study god.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger said seriously: "This is your first mission after formally joining the Expeditionary Force. It mainly came too suddenly, the time is too tight, and it indeed conflicts with your training direction. It must be said, this is a mission that doesn't fit your training progress."
It was equivalent to assigning a high-difficulty mission to a group of mid-level players.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger said, "But anyway, from the selection trials until now, you've always been affected by unknown magnetic fields, experiencing things that don't fit the normal progress plenty of times. Adding this one doesn't matter. I believe you can definitely turn misfortune into fortune as before. Have you all finished your homework?"
Fang Jianchen glanced at the length of the tasks and materials left by the professor. If his mental state was good, it might take until midnight.
Utterly devoid of hope.
Lian Sheng actually had no experience studying together. Previously at Alliance University, after transferring majors, most of her time was spent self-studying.
Every time she looked up, she could see a face barely holding on, on the verge of collapse, which she found quite interesting.
Her learning speed was quite fast; according to the progress, there was no problem. And her ability to spout nonsense wasn't bad either, which was much more reliable than any learning ability.
The professor responsible for her specialty didn't treat her harshly and even specially approved a lunch break period later on.
However, Lian Sheng's history had always been a weak point. That professor was knowledgeable and experienced, teaching profound concepts in simple terms. She enjoyed learning.
As for daily homework, although the workload and difficulty gradually increased, after adapting to this high pressure, it wasn't so unbearable. If her condition was good, she could sleep before midnight.
Lian Sheng came out of the bathroom after washing her hands. She saw Hundred Meter Flying Dagger squatting behind the door, checking his watch.
He glanced at Lian Sheng, suspicious: "Were you playing with your optical computer inside? Time is tight, you're wasting time, you know?"
"..." Lian Sheng said seriously, "That's going too far, boss."
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger saw she was heading towards her own room, not the designated study living room, and stopped her again: "What are you doing?"
Lian Sheng: "Taking a shower."
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger pleaded pitifully: "Don't take a shower."
Lian Sheng glared: "Not even allowed to shower? Ten minutes is enough!"
"Ten minutes every day for two months, sixty days, that's six hundred minutes, that's ten hours!" Hundred Meter Flying Dagger held up ten fingers. "How many books can you memorize in ten hours?! Boss is worried about you now! Do you know how much pressure boss is under for choosing you? If anything happens, I won't have the face to explain to your parents."
Lian Sheng stared at him expressionlessly for a while, ignored him, and went back directly to shower.
Zhou Shirui looked up helplessly: "Brother, don't be like this."
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger closed his mouth aggrievedly.
Fang Jianchen raised his hand: "Let me use the toilet first!"
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger looked at Fang Jianchen: "If Lian Sheng using the toilet is a waste, then even your breathing is a waste."
"Sob sob sob!" Fang Jianchen wiped his mouth. "Friendship over! Farewell forever!"
Ye Buqing pulled out a notebook, turned his head: "Excellent, let me copy."
Zhao Zhuoluo: "Cheng Ze, let me copy."
Cheng Ze slammed the table, facing Fang Jianchen: "Write quickly! I need to copy!"
Fang Jianchen and Hundred Meter Flying Dagger simultaneously felt a wave of despair.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger leaned against the door alone, sighing deeply. Like an overlord flower wilting in the wind.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger said: "See, if you don't do your homework properly again, you'll be the last one to sleep again. Don't you know you're stupid?"
Fang Jianchen jumped up upon hearing this, unconvinced: "Slightly lacking compared to the top, but still better than the bottom, right? I've never been the tail-ender in my life."
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger squinted: "Where is your bottom?"
Fang Jianchen scanned the room, pointing to Cornell hiding in the corner reading comics.
"Hehehe," Hundred Meter Flying Dagger said. "You're comparing IQ with Cornell?"
Fang Jianchen proudly put his hands on his hips.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger went over, picked up a book, and held it in front of Cornell: "Recognize this?"
Cornell glanced at it, hesitated, and shook his head: "Recognize half."
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger covered it back: "Write it down from memory."
Cornell picked up a pen and started writing by comparison.
This time, Fang Jianchen really behaved.
For the two-month period, Hundred Meter Flying Dagger arranged one and a half months for studying, and the last half month for adjusting their condition, visiting and inspecting the areas corresponding to their identities.
During this time, Fang Jianchen and others could still go out for activities, exercise their muscles. Lian Sheng just continued sitting idly, slowly digesting the muscles on her body.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger feared they would be tempted by the outside world and directly cut off the internet connection on their optical computers.
This period was long and painful, but as the schedule approached, it ironically became their last chance to catch their breath.
Because everyone's expression was too tense, and due to the high-intensity study, their mental state wasn't great either.
In the last few days, Hundred Meter Flying Dagger encouraged them to go out and play, sleep more, simultaneously canceling all tasks to let them relax.
But at this point, the interest was gone. Everyone held onto the highlighted materials, wanting to cram last minute.
However, that day finally arrived.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger booked their ship tickets.
Everyone put on clothes bearing the Lite University logo, repeatedly checked the items they carried. Packed local specialties and clothes from the 14th District, already used Go stones, rackets, etc.
"To prevent issues during security checks, we won't bring any suspicious equipment. Let's travel light." Hundred Meter Flying Dagger pointed to their communicators. "Someone will meet you and deliver the necessary equipment. But they are unwilling to expose themselves and cannot provide too much help. You need to report the situation at any time; if anything happens, only contact me, I will give you instructions. Also, pay attention to your surroundings, be careful not to reveal your tracks."
Everyone nodded.
Everyone nodded.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger sent them a map: "These are General Barite's suspected hiding spots; the red dots are all his properties. If he really went to the port, he might pass by for inspection. Wherever he appears, there will definitely be strengthened security nearby; pay more attention. Remember the red dots, then delete everything, be sure to delete all paths."
The map showed various bars, malls, villa areas. In a place like the port where land was precious, he had truly amassed considerable property.
"You are going over as fourth-year exchange students; the school is Gelen University of Finance and Economics. That's the most famous university locally in the port. Several highly qualified professors there teach two to three classes a week and also help General Barite manage and supervise his company part-time." Although it was content already studied, Hundred Meter Flying Dagger still repeated tirelessly: "Try hard to build good relations with them, see if you can get any useful intelligence."
"Additionally, although the port's supervision of residents is relatively relaxed due to its geographical location and the goal of stimulating trade, you absolutely cannot let down your guard. The entire port is riddled with Gelen military informants; the port area has the highest concentration of Gelen United Nations plainclothes police. To ensure overall security, they conduct long-term surveillance on students and more active individuals. If you randomly encounter someone striking up a conversation, either ignore them or maintain absolute vigilance, don't speak carelessly; the other party might be probing you," Hundred Meter Flying Dagger said. "If you find the other party is probing you, don't panic either. That's a very normal situation in the port area; be sure to maintain your own rhythm."
"Also..." Hundred Meter Flying Dagger's lips parted slightly, finding himself momentarily speechless.
If he were to give instructions, there was too much to say. He knew the people standing before him had already remembered everything; he just wanted to express his worry.
Forget it.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger extended his hand towards them: "Return safely. We'll be waiting."
Each person shook his hand.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger said: "Grab your luggage!"
Everyone took their belongings, preparing to depart.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger called out: "Rui Rui."
Zhou Shirui paused his steps, walking to the very back.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger picked up his suitcase, helping him carry it: "Follow them and study hard."
Zhou Shirui glanced at him and nodded: "En."
"You've grown up, I feel like I'm getting old too. When I was young, I wasn't afraid of anything, felt there was nothing I couldn't do. At that time, I had to tell myself to be cautious, be careful, not to think like that. Later, I finally became a Vice Commander. Being a Vice Commander involves seeing many things. Seeing too much, knowing there are many things I can't do, yet having to tell myself the opposite, you can do it, there's nothing you can't do." Hundred Meter Flying Dagger took a breath. "Actually, I don't like being the one who sends you onto the battlefield. Because I know it's possible I can't bring you back."
"You are my younger brother; I've always been very proud of you. I trust you like I trust myself. But compared to them, you are still too young. I never told you what true sacrifice is, what a real battlefield is. If you understood, you definitely wouldn't be happy about being a Vice Commander." Hundred Meter Flying Dagger sighed. "When choosing you to go, I was actually very hesitant."
Zhou Shirui said: "I've always walked behind you."
"Determined to become a better Vice Commander than you. Not because I like being a Vice Commander, nor because being a Vice Commander makes me happy," Zhou Shirui said. "But relying solely on technology, I still can't do it. I know my path is long, but now, there's nothing I can't do."
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger smiled: "That's very good; goals are meant to be surpassed. Youth is good. This time, I'll be standing behind you. Brothers in arms, don't get lost."
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger stopped in place, watching them go through security check. He raised his hand and waved, bidding them farewell.
Zhou Shirui turned his head, looking at him one last time.
—"Data analysts are amazing. They bear the heaviest responsibilities, the strictest requirements, yet stand behind everyone."
—"But, this is a position that cannot function without you."
Move forward with this resolve.
This time, finally standing in the same place as him.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger pursed his lips, whispering: "So-called officers, just send their soldiers to dangerous places again and again, watching them gradually walk away."
"We came through the same way," Liliana said in the communicator. "What we can do is train them to be stronger, so they have hope of returning alive. And then one day, stop things like war forever."
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger put his hands in his pockets: "Alright, time to work."
The ten boarded the aircraft, officially setting sail.
Harry pressed against the window: "This is my first time leaving Kafa, didn't expect to leave the Alliance directly!"
Lian Sheng patted his head: "Next time I'll take you to sweep through Alliance Districts 1 to 40! Don't you want to be a wandering minstrel? Go anywhere. I have money, I'll sponsor you."
"Cornell!" Harry tugged at the collar of the person in front. "If only you went with me!"
Cornell remained unmoved. He covered his face with his hat and leaned back against the seat to rest.
Subsequently, the group arrived at their destination and had to pass through customs inspection.
Lian Sheng had Cornell walk at the very front. If he passed and the others weren't allowed, he would come back.
The person at the inspection checkpoint repeatedly checked Cornell's documents, constantly comparing them to his face, looking back and forth. His face showed undisguised surprise and hesitation.
Their queue directly blocked up, unmoving for a long time.
Cornell stood impassively, waiting for his result.
The person asked: "Excuse me, are you Lieutenant Colonel Cornell from the Alliance's Kafa, with military rank?"
Cornell nodded.
The person was very polite: "Please wait a moment. There's something that needs confirmation."
Facing Cornell's face, he couldn't be fierce either. He just quickly dialed his superior's number, waiting for instructions.
Lian Sheng sighed behind him: "Too hot."
She handed the fan in her hand to Zhao Zhuoluo nearby.
Zhao Zhuoluo hesitated for a second, took it, and nodded: "Thanks."
Then started fanning himself.
Lian Sheng grabbed his fan surface, brought it closer to herself, felt a cool breeze, and said satisfied: "Continue."
Zhao Zhuoluo: "..."
Half an hour passed, and they still had no result. People behind them were getting impatient.
Lian Sheng urged: "Can we finally go or not? He's my bodyguard, he still needs to help carry luggage! It's the same official document, what's there to check?"
The staff member said again: "Please wait a moment."
Logically speaking, someone with Cornell's identity should absolutely be denied entry. But Cornell's name was listed on Gelen's special attention list.
His authority wasn't high enough to know the reason. Looking at Cornell's face, so similar to Edwin's, felt miraculous.
Edwin was clearly their Gelen person, yet looked so much like an Alliance Lieutenant Colonel; it was truly too strange.
A moment later, the other party finally received a reply: "Let them in, maintain alert and surveillance."
The person stamped Cornell's documents according to procedure, nodded at him, and invited him in.
Next was Harry.
The other party had a headache; clearly, Harry's identity wasn't suitable to appear in the port area during this sensitive period.
Cornell said from the front: "We are together. If he can't pass, I'll go back."
The other party hesitated for a moment, then stamped Harry's documents as well.
Lian Sheng passed inspection, tossed her luggage to Cornell, and said: "Hold this. Bodyguard. Fan me."
The security personnel heard the voice and craned his neck towards them. Seeing Lian Sheng's arrogant gesture, he couldn't help but feel angry. He deliberately slowed down the process for the people behind, showing no good expression towards Zhao Zhuoluo and the others traveling with her.
Lian Sheng peeked carefully and smiled upon seeing this. She said to Cornell: "Gelen probably has a nationwide worship complex for Edwin. If they believed in gods, that god would definitely look like Edwin."
Personality cult isn't necessarily a bad thing. In a country's development, citizens worshiping their leaders is more conducive to the implementation of various policies and social stability.
And worshiping a deceased national hero has even fewer downsides; that's their pride.
Finally, all ten were permitted entry.
They dragged their suitcases and headed to the University of Finance and Economics to report.
They waited by the roadside to hail a vehicle. Cornell lowered his hat, covering his face.
Ye Buqing said: "Feels like we're being watched."
Lian Sheng: "Don't look back."
They had just entered the country, bringing Cornell and Harry along. In a place like the port, they naturally attracted attention easily. Like countless eyes growing on their backs.
"If they are eyes, then..." Zhao Zhuoluo pointed behind him, "What is this? A lingering spirit?"
The man in the suit had been sneakily following them the whole way, carefully observing Cornell nearby.
Cornell turned back coldly, sweeping his gaze over him.
The man didn't feel scared, but instead became excited, saying excitedly to Cornell: "Interested in making a movie? Lead role! Absolutely the lead role! Why did I only discover you today? Heavens, how could you possibly not be famous?"
Cornell: "..."
"No one can portray even a fraction of General Edwin's style; those actors are all too flimsy. Your appearance must be to remedy this matter." He took a step back, looking at Cornell's build: "Excuse me, are you a soldier? Or an athlete?"
Cornell didn't answer. Lian Sheng answered for him: "Retired soldier."
"Heavens!" The man exclaimed exaggeratedly with uncontrollable excitement, clearly not considering how someone as young as Cornell could achieve the status of a retired soldier. He said excitedly: "Soldier! This must be fate! You look so much like General Edwin, sir!"
Yes, probably no one in this world looked more like Edwin than him.
Lian Sheng rolled her eyes: "Heavens, fate is feeding him."
The agent said: "Yes! Isn't fate feeding him? Sir, you look really too handsome! Too radiant!"
Lian Sheng thought, was that radiance a special effect you added yourself?!
Lian Sheng said: "He's my bodyguard; our employment contract hasn't ended yet. Please don't solicit people here."
"Bodyguard?" The man paused, then stepped forward wanting to grab Cornell's hand, saying excitedly: "I can offer you ten times the salary, please join our company!"
Cornell: "I can't act."
The man said: "You can consider it. For you, it's absolutely very easy work."
Cornell frowned unhappily. The man sensed it, quickly stepped back, and nodded: "Okay, okay, please don't be angry. This is my business card, please keep it. I hope you can consider it carefully and contact me again. Please!"
He emphatically clarified again: "Although I'm a bit excited, please believe I'm not a scammer, I'm really not. Please look up our company; you can search on the optical computer."
Although he said he was leaving, he only maintained a distance of three to five meters, then watched him obsessively.
Nationwide fans.
Lian Sheng patted Cornell, saying half-jokingly: "Look, in Kafa you receive a meager military salary, do arduous work, and still don't get recognition from the residents. Even after retirement, you still have to accept Alliance supervision, unable to move freely. But coming to Gelen, just based on your face, you can receive respect and understanding from all sides. You can also easily earn a salary others can't even imagine. Why don't you just stay in Gelen."
The man behind heard, let out an "ah," lowered his head, and started searching for Kafa.
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