Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Zhao Jun's excited heart instantly cooled down. "That would require me to multitask. I can't operate a mecha and sing at the same time." When he mentioned singing, Zhao Jun's face instantly fell. He really couldn't imagine it. Not only was he tone-deaf, he also had to shout at the top of his lungs. It was so embarrassing.
"Why must you sing? Is there a rule that says that Decadent Sound must be transmitted through singing? Can't you just talk normally? "Ling Lan asked again.
"Talk?" Zhao Jun's spirit was lifted once again.
"Yes. You just have to keep talking. You don't have to think about anything. Just say whatever you want and then let your innate talent be transmitted through your words. Isn't that enough?" Ling Lan suggested.
"Yeah, why didn't I think of that?" Ling Lan's reminder made Zhao Jun finally wake up. He had found a path that was suitable for him to walk on the battlefield in the future. It would allow him to become a terrifying killing machine on the battlefield in the future, causing all the enemy nations to be extremely wary of him. He would also receive the title of "Death Reaper".
"Of course, you have to figure it out yourself. After all, your innate talent is your own." At that moment, Ling Lan also didn't think that a casual conversation today would allow Zhao Jun to break out of his cocoon and become a killing machine on the battlefield.
"Got it, Boss!" Zhao Jun said excitedly. He had secretly changed the way he addressed Ling Lan. This meant that he was treating Ling Lan as his real boss and not as Boss Lan on the surface.
The two of them seemed to have communicated for a while, but because it was in the mindspace, in the eyes of Zilong and the others, Boss Lan and Zhao Jun were only silent for a few seconds. Then, they heard Zhao Jun close his eyes and start singing softly.
Zhao Jun had never tried to use his innate talent to speak before, so Ling Lan still let him use his own method to do it.
Not a single line of the song was on tune, which made Zilong and the others a little impatient. They subconsciously expelled this irritation, and the voice gradually disappeared. Their minds were empty, and their reactions began to slow down. Suddenly, they felt a sharp pain in their heads and woke up. It turned out that Ling Lan saw that they were also affected and used a mental attack to wake them up.
Zhao Jun had almost never used his innate ability and had yet to learn how to control it freely. This caused his Decadent Sound to be unable to differentiate between friend and foe, creating an existence that could kill anyone.
Ling Lan carefully used her spiritual power and allowed the energy of Decadent Sound to spread out in a certain direction through her spiritual power. It almost covered the entire center of the room.
The mecha, which had been searching back and forth from time to time, suddenly slowed down. In the end, it maintained its position and stopped moving.
"This is our chance." Ling Lan had always been good at multitasking. Seeing this, she waved her hand and signaled for her team members to move. She was the first to grab Zhao Jun and dashed out from behind the bushes. In a few moments, they had entered a tent.
Zilong and the others followed suit. Everyone was quite lucky. The tent Ling Lan chose was a tent to store supplies. There was only one person in charge of distributing supplies inside. At that moment, because of Zhao Jun's ability, he was leaning against a box with his eyes closed.
Ling Lan shot a miniature tranquilizer needle at the person and knocked him unconscious. Ever since they discovered the power and convenience of the miniature tranquilizer needle, everyone in Ling Lan's team had enough of it in their bags. Plus, Li Shiyu was obsessed with making tranquilizer needles, so this type of weapon was never out of stock.
Of course, Ling Lan chose this tent for a reason. There were more than ten tents here, but only one person was in this tent. There were also many boxes inside, so there were many places to hide.
At that moment, Zhao Jun took a deep breath. Singing was a torturous task. In order to achieve the best effect, he forced himself to hold his breath and sang in one breath.
After Zhao Jun stopped singing, the mecha operators outside seemed to have woken up. They continued with their original actions. Because Ling Lan and the others were very fast, they only had a few seconds to complete the task, so they didn't notice this delay.
At that moment, a group of people walked towards the tent. When they heard the sound, Ling Lan gestured. Among the six people, Xie Yi's figure was the closest to the person in charge of distributing supplies. She quickly took off the person's coat and put it on. As for the others, they all retreated to the back. Qi Long grabbed the person in charge whose coat had been stripped off and hid behind a box in the corner.
A few seconds later, the curtain at the entrance of the tent was lifted. Seven to eight people walked in. One of them muttered, "The weather is really unpredictable. It was so hot just now, but now it's so cold that I can't stand it anymore.
"It's already the third day. You still haven't gotten used to it?" a person beside him asked in surprise.
"You know, I'm from Planet Flame. I can endure it no matter how hot it is, but once it gets cold, my body will naturally reject it." That person smiled bitterly.
"That's true. Actually, if you had said so earlier, you would have stayed in the resting area and not come out. Actually, just the few of us could have gotten those supplies," the person said with concern.
"It's fine. The more I don't move, the colder it gets. I might as well move a bit. It'll be much more comfortable," that person said nonchalantly.
At that moment, Xie Yi had her head lowered and was leaning against a box. She seemed to have fallen asleep from exhaustion.
Seeing this, the leader said unhappily, "That bastard Zhou Jiyun. He used his connections to get such an easy job and still wants to slack off."
Someone beside him said with a hint of jealousy, "He's from the Zhou family of the Hundred Trades. The regiment commander has to give him some face no matter what."
His words made the others look at him with envy and jealousy. The Second Men's Military Academy had an agreement with two of the top families. Although they would provide the Second Men's Military Academy with a lot of combat power, they also had special privileges.
The leader suppressed the displeasure in his heart and walked forward. He bent down and pushed Zhou Jiyun's shoulder with his hand, shouting, "Zhou Jiyun, wake up." Not everyone from the Zhou family was outstanding. For example, the person in front of him was useless to the point that he couldn't be more useless. He was already so close to Xie Yi, yet he could still sleep peacefully without waking up. He was really slow.
Just as this thought flashed through his mind, he saw a silver light flash in front of his eyes. He felt a slight prick on his neck and instantly fell unconscious.
Xie Yi's right hand pushed against that person's chest to prevent him from falling. Her left hand made a dissatisfied expression and pushed away the person's hand that was pushing her shoulder. She muttered, "Who is it?"
The people behind her didn't feel anything wrong at all. At this moment, Xie Yi suddenly grabbed the person's shoulder and said through gritted teeth, "It's you again!" She then flipped over and pressed the person onto the ground. She raised her right hand and prepared to beat him up.
Because Xie Yi had blocked the line of sight of the people behind her, they didn't realize that their comrade was already unconscious. Seeing that Xie Yi was about to hit someone, they quickly went up to stop her …
Their attention was all on Xie Yi. Seeing this, Ling Lan's group of five, who were hiding in other places, each shot out a miniature tranquilizer needle. Ling Lan even shot out three in a row, instantly knocking these people out.
Xie Yi only stood up when she saw her comrade knocking those people out. Ling Lan gestured for them to change their clothes. Her team members immediately changed their clothes according to their figures.
Everyone quickly changed into a new set of clothes. Although Ling Lan was on the skinny side, so even if she chose a smaller set of clothes to wear, it still looked a little loose. However, Ling Lan didn't feel that it was inappropriate because there was something else that was even more inappropriate. The clothes that Luo Lang wore didn't fit him at all. This made him instantly put on an awkward expression as if he was being bullied, making everyone not know whether to laugh or cry.
Ling Lan felt very helpless. She didn't know if she should be grateful for Luo Lang's existence or hate his existence. While he helped her cover up, he also constantly reminded her that there wasn't much gentleness on her body.
In the end, everyone decided to let Luo Lang walk in the middle of them. This was to prevent others from noticing that his clothes were inappropriate. Everyone casually took some things from their tents and casually walked to the other tents. They even chatted casually with each other. This extremely natural scene made the mecha operators who were monitoring the scene only take a casual glance at them. The next second, they turned their gaze to other places.
The mecha operators didn't think that someone would be able to successfully sneak in under their surveillance. They also didn't think that these people would be so daring as to openly switch their clothes in front of their eyes.
Ling Lan used her spiritual power to scan every tent she walked past. After confirming that it wasn't a tent with a launcher, she nonchalantly walked to the other tents. Just like that, along the way, they finally found their target. Ling Lan was elated. Just as she was about to lead her team members towards the target, before they got close, a tent beside them suddenly opened its flap. A head popped out and saw their backs. The head shouted loudly, "Why are you all going to the regiment commander's office? We're waiting for you to bring the ingredients over to cook. "
Ling Lan lowered her hand slightly and shot out a miniature tranquilizer. Zilong, who was at the back, tacitly flew to the entrance of the tent and caught the body of the person who had fallen down. He said in a low voice, "Why are you shouting? There's a new situation at the supplies area. We were afraid that it would leak out so we wanted to secretly report it. If you want to know, come with us."
"… It's all because of that Zhou Jiyun …" Qi Long purposely lowered his voice, but in the midst of his mumbling, he clearly revealed this point. Just now at the resource area, from the conversations of those people, it seemed that that Zhou Jiyun was very unpopular in the team.
As expected, the people in the tent who were originally at the entrance heard the shout and looked over in surprise. Now that they heard Zilong's unclear words, they understood that Zhou Jiyun probably offended someone again. However, in the past, some people were still willing to tolerate it. Now that their regiment commander was gone, some people didn't want to tolerate it anymore.
These people immediately retracted their gazes. However, their ears were perked up. They wanted to hear the conversation between Zilong and the others clearly. They wanted to know how they were going to take revenge on Zhou Jiyun.
When everyone's attention was diverted, Zilong grabbed the person and walked out of the tent. He casually put down the flap and blocked the view inside.
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