Shotton raised an eyebrow and looked at Dias, "Fearless?"
Why?
A young Hunter who was born in the Thirteen Backward Sectors, a rank B genotype who had left his planet for the first time, what gave him such confidence? And what did he rely on?
However, Shotton believed in Dias. In terms of leadership ability, Dias wasn't outstanding compared to the other lieutenant commanders. But in terms of ability to pick people, no one in the entire Sixth Division could surpass Dias.
Even the lieutenant commanders who disliked Dias had to admit that although Dias looked frivolous normally, he had an extraordinary intuition. Important talents such as Beaver, Kari, and Eudy were all discovered by Dias. From ordinary people who were almost drowned in a sea of people to slowly displaying dazzling talent, the people Dias had picked out proved that Dias's intuition was correct.
If it wasn't for the large-scale mutiny of a few Hunter regiments a few years ago, Dias wouldn't have been forced to investigate Silin's identity so much this time.
"That kid isn't a simple person. He won't play dumb."
"I hope it's as you say." Shotton sighed. He was also under a lot of pressure. After all, this matter was very important to the Sixth Team.
The other five lieutenant commanders had already expressed their dissatisfaction. If Silin couldn't give a good performance when the time came, then Dias might be dragged into it. After all, Dias had guaranteed that Silin would become a main force member and accept missions. Otherwise, the lieutenant commanders wouldn't have agreed so easily just because Silin looked like Aiflon.
On the day of the appointment, Silin woke up on time like an alarm. Shotton didn't have the time to ask him too many questions, and after receiving Silin's' I feel alright 'reply, he took the few people on the spaceship and headed towards a planet in Sector R that Aiflon had designated.
Although they were both part of the thirteen backward Sectors, Sector R's development was slightly better than Sector X. After the spaceship landed at the port, Shotton only brought Silin with him while the others waited on the spaceship.
Many businessmen liked to use the 13 backward Sectors as a raw material processing site for their products because they could obtain a large amount of cheap labor there. Walking on the streets, Silin saw the familiar scenes that were commonly seen on Planet Brown Earth.
Different species of creatures rushed back and forth. At the counter of a shop, a two-headed Dahler was eagerly introducing the items in the shop to the customers. They could handle two customers at the same time, they were cute and cheap.
It was important to note that some terms with the word "human" referred to primates that were similar to ordinary humans and had a high degree of evolution. Of course, some species were not worse than ordinary humans, but they were rare due to their small numbers.
Shotton brought Silin into a hotel with more than a hundred floors. After reporting the floor they had booked, the waiter respectfully led the two of them up. This was because the floors above a hundred floors were not things that ordinary people could book in advance. Moreover, Aiflon had booked five floors in one go, so his wealth alone was enough to show that his identity was extraordinary.
Aiflon's men brought the two of them to the middle floor of the five floors. The two floors above and below were all guarded by Aiflon's subordinates. From this, one could see Aiflon's cautious attitude towards this matter.
Silin had come here wearing a mask and makeup to disguise himself. After Aiflon and Shotton gave him a signal, Silin took off the mask on his face.
Aiflon observed him carefully for a moment and examined him with a device before nodding in satisfaction.
"You must believe us, Mr. Aiflon. We would never lie to our customers for profit. Everyone knows Vanguard's reputation." Shotton leaned back in his chair and said.
Aiflon did not comment, "But his genes are only rank B."
"As far as I know, there are a lot of rank B descendants in the Douance Family." Shotton knew that there were a lot of rank B descendants in some large families, forces, and even military politicians. It was just that they could improve and evolve to rank A later on. The manpower, material, and financial resources required for this process was not something that an ordinary person could afford.
Aiflon frowned, "Rank B is too risky. I don't like extra trouble."
Shotton looked at Silin, his eyes asking for Silin's opinion.
Silin was not annoyed either. He asked politely with a smile, "Mr. Aiflon, may I ask if the two bodyguards behind you are rank A genotypes?"
"That's right."
Silin's figure moved as soon as Aiflon's voice fell. Even his afterimage was blurry.
Bang!
One of the bodyguards behind Aiflon was sent flying and smashed straight into the wall. Even the entire special wall caved inwards in an arc. The other bodyguard held a gun in his hand, and the muzzle was pressed against Silin's head.
As expected of a rank A. One had to admit that this bodyguard's movements were very fast. If it wasn't for the fact that Silin was still useful in this transaction, he would've opened fire without hesitation.
However, sweat was dripping down the forehead of this gun-wielding bodyguard, and his shrunken pupils revealed his current mood.
The people who were about to charge in after hearing the noise were waved away by Aiflon's butler. This old butler who was usually unflinching even in the face of a collapsing mountain could not be said to be not shocked.
While Aiflon was sighing that Vanguard was indeed full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons, Shotton, the Sixth Team's captain, was even more panic-stricken. Only the heavens knew how much effort Shotton had spent to maintain his composure on the surface.
Holy shit, what kind of monster is this kid?!
Both sides appeared to be tied in this round, but it was not. Aiflon, the old butler, and Shotton could all see it clearly.
For this bodyguard who was pointing a gun at Silin, he would've fired first if he could, and not check if there were any changes to the gun. It was exactly because of this that he managed to keep his life. A person who could stay by Aiflon's side as a bodyguard must have some skill. It was only after that moment had passed that he noticed that the gun in his hand had changed.
A thin black needle was quietly inserted into the muzzle where the high-pressure pump and the firing groove of that gun were located. If he had fired just now, then the laser gun would've most likely shot at the bodyguard himself instead of Silin due to the 'feedback' effect caused by this needle!
It was extremely rare for a high-energy firing gun to have such a small model. It looked no different from a gun with metal bullets, but it was a solid laser gun. But it was exactly because of this that Silin had such an opportunity.
Shotton rubbed his chin. Aiflon had equipped his bodyguards with a new type of gun. If one didn't have a certain level of understanding towards this gun model, and if one's own body strength and reflexes had reached a certain level, it would've been absolutely impossible.
Two days ago, Shotton had only briefly mentioned this gun model in the electronic notebook he had given to Silin, but did not go into detail. When he recalled that there were still a few flashing computer screens in the room at that time, Shotton had the urge to facepalm.
Dias, where did you find this freak?
It was true that Silin had looked up this gun model on the computer to gain a deeper understanding of it after he had seen it. The entire process of gathering information about the gun model took no more than two minutes. All he had to do after that was to 'digest' the information in 'sleep'. The reason why Silin had been sleeping for a longer period of time recently was because he had entered that special state. In that state, Silin's mental focus and comprehension ability would reach a peak, allowing him to digest the information he had gathered in the shortest amount of time possible. It was just that this state was no different from sleeping in the eyes of an outsider.
Silin ignored the bodyguard and walked next to Shotton. He looked at Aiflon and seemed to be asking Aiflon what he thought.
The smile on Aiflon's face widened a little, "Very good."
The bodyguard who had been holding the gun withdrew it and stood behind Aiflon once more. Meanwhile, the other bodyguard who had been slammed into the wall 'pulled' himself out and stretched his body, letting out cracking sounds as he restored the displaced bones in his body. He was a rank A genotype after all. Although the blow just now was very fierce, it did not cause him too much damage. However, the way the person looked at Silin was strange, as if he was looking at a monster.
"Mr. Aiflon, do you still remember the suggestion I made?" Shotton straightened his face. In order to give his team members greater benefits, the Sixth Team's captain would grab onto any opportunity with all his might.
"Of course." Aiflon motioned for the butler standing at the side to bring the document over.
"Seven Lights University?" Silin was a little surprised when he saw the document.
Seven Lights University, its full name was the Galactic Federation's Seven Lights University of Higher Education. It was one of the top institutions of higher education and was located at Sector B. It was not a place just anyone could go.
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