Everyone in the circle knew that Mo Heng had a very good disciple, because Mo Heng always bragged about this disciple. In Mo Heng's words, the word 'disciple' appeared more often than 'son'. However, not many people had seen this disciple of his, and the people who investigated Silin were often stopped by their own side.
As a fellow of the League of Stars Research Institute, Sayd had naturally heard about this. However, he didn't participate in the engineering project at Sector Z due to his body condition, so he didn't get to see the 'disciple' Mo Heng spoke of. However, he did hear from a couple of old guys involved in the project that the disciple was good, just a little too young. Just like Old Ruffian Mo, he specialized in pissing people off.
However, Sayd curled his lips when he thought of their current situation, "You're not expecting your disciple to save you from this place, are you?"
It wasn't that Sayd wanted to discourage Mo Heng, but the current situation and situation wasn't something they could easily change. When the League of Stars was still relatively stable, famous people like them in the academic world still had some face, and the military, politicians, and business tycoons who didn't care about money would more or less respect them. But now?
The League of Stars Research Institute's scholars, whether they were one star or five star, were basically forced to join in. Those who didn't were running away like fugitives, not even daring to show themselves for fear of being dragged into this mess. Even Mo Heng, who was thought to have a stronger background, couldn't avoid it. After all, he had a son who was a general. Although he was treated well, he couldn't deny the fact that he was a prisoner.
If Mo Heng had heard Sayd's words before, he would've been irritated. But not now. Mo Heng was in a good mood, so good that Sayd found it odd.
"Sigh, Old Ruffian Mo, what are you planning? Every time I see you smiling with your eyes squinted, it makes me nervous. "Sayd nudged Mo Heng who was lying there leisurely without any negative reaction to his words.
"It's nothing. I was just thinking that I might be able to see a new record that's closer to the golden point."
[Glory], one of the two major electronic publications in the League of Stars, had a list on it — the Gold List. The people listed on it were considered to be the closest to the Gold List. Moreover, every name on it was a legend in the industry, a textbook authority.
People like Mo Heng all hoped to appear on that list one day, but Mo Heng knew that he wouldn't have that chance. However, Mo Heng was very happy that his disciple could compete and even break the record of the top ten rankings!
In the video An Bixin showed Mo Heng, what Mo Heng really paid attention to was not the special armor Silin was wearing, nor how powerful the strange weapon was, but the way Silin assembled the weapon. It had been almost three years since they last met, and Celine's movements had become even more adept. She was also filled with confidence. Mo Heng already had a shocking number in his heart for being able to perform nearly perfectly in that short period of time. It was just that Mo Heng had never dared to actually take out this number. He wanted to take another look and confirm it.
Celine's assembly made Mo Heng feel as if he could see the shining golden dot, the golden dot that he had been searching for his entire life.
Sayd was helpless to see Mo Heng's reaction. "Why do you think the world of academia has become like this?"
The status of academics in the League of Stars's academic community was nowhere near as high as their counterparts in the Mist Bodhisattva Empire. Moreover, under the influence of such a big environment, without a strong support from behind, without a person to act as a go-between, it would be impossible to purely do what one wanted to do.
The world of academia had always been an appendage to the military, political, and business world. In the past, it still had its glory, but now, its former glory was even more shameful.
Which other family in the world of academia could stand up for themselves except the Ci Family?
It was true that the Ci Family had fought for a lot of benefits for those in the academic world, but their main focus was on the world of politics and military. Moreover, the Heavenly Edict Warrior of the Ci Family had absolutely nothing to do with academia, so why would he use his connections for some matters in the academic world? Sayd didn't believe it at all.
"Wouldn't it be great if there was a person who could stand at the top and truly think for our community one day!" Sayd sighed emotionally.
"There will be," Mo Heng said softly while tossing a component in his hand.
Sayd smiled mockingly. "There will be? Who? Those Heavenly Edict Warriors who are famous for their martial prowess and military merits? Or those old foxes in the political world who only want to climb to the top and reap benefits? Or maybe businessmen who only care about profit? Don't even think about those boorish hunters. Don't even think about counting on them! "
Mo Heng chuckled. "I can't, I really can't."
"Never mind, I'm done talking to you. I need to get back to work. That bastard An Bixin really is a monster. Why do you think he's so obsessed with that thing? He threw out another batch this morning. "
Mo Heng fell silent at the mention of this. His heart felt a little heavy.
What did he throw out? Humans, of course!
An Bixin's experiments were conducted on soldiers captured from battles, and excellent ones at that. Live experiments! But by now, the soldiers who died due to failed experiments or experiments had been disposed of like garbage.
"There's a saying that's true. Those who stand at the top of academia are either freaks or madmen." Sayd shook his head and left after saying this.
Mo Heng stared at the ceiling quietly after Sayd left. After a while, he murmured, "Kid, will you do as I say? But you've always been disobedient … "
…
Vanguard headquarters. After decoding Mo Heng's message, Silin secretly contacted Ji Feng and told him about the person who sent the decoded message. Silin did not mention the specific reason for his suspicion, nor did he tell Ji Feng about Mo Heng's message. If Ji Feng could find out, he would let him do it. After all, it was A Squadron's business. Silin just happened to find it and told Ji Feng about it.
"Alright, I'll get someone to look into it. What are you planning to do, kid?" Ji Feng asked Silin with interest.
"Something personal."
Since Silin said it was a personal matter, Ji Feng didn't ask further. "Be careful. Do you need more people? There are still a lot of good seedlings who haven't chosen a team yet. "
"No need. I don't care if they don't want to come."
Ji Feng smiled as he thought of the message he received. "Beating up A Squadron and dragging them into the base. You guys are really something."
In the entire Vanguard, except for the two most trusted people around Ji Feng, no one else knew about the close relationship between Silin and Ji Feng. If they knew, those who were still hesitant at the time would definitely decide to stay.
After chatting with Silin, Ji Feng picked up the communicator. "Suo Li, send someone to keep an eye on them. Put them on the priority list. Kill them when the time is right. "
"Yes, Boss." The other side replied.
Ji Feng's eyes were dark. He crossed his fingers and moved them intermittently.
As expected, Vanguard needed a few bloody lessons to wake up. They had been known as one of the Big Four for so long that they'd forgotten about it. They had to fight for it with their lives.
After Silin and the others left, Ji Feng held another meeting with the higher-ups. Ji Feng wasn't as calm as before. Everyone could sense his anger and killing intent. At the same time, Ji Feng sent a message to them — betrayal meant death!
Hunter regiments had their own rules. There were no laws to restrict them. The rules of the Hunters were even crueler.
When Cillin saw the five newcomers again, Mogas was talking to Little Eleven from the space station through the communicator. Only Little Eleven was willing to listen to him because the others couldn't handle his chatterbox at all.
Mogas didn't know what they were arguing about, but he said into the communicator, "Don't you use your brain … wait, don't you use your CPU? Let me tell you, think carefully when you speak to others in the future. You'll get shot if you say something wrong! "
While Mogas was still arguing with Little Eleven, the others were already looking at Silin. Silin rested in his room for two days. No one disturbed him during this time. Apart from a series of arguments caused by two A Squad missions, nothing much happened in Vanguard.
"Captain, should we stay here and build a base? Or should we go hunting? "Xiao Shang asked while stretching his limbs. It was obvious that he couldn't wait to get out.
"Do you want to build a base?" Silin asked.
"No!" everyone answered in unison.
"Then let's go hunting."
As soon as Silin said this, Eudy handed him a mission list. There were all kinds of missions on it. All of them had one thing in common. The locations were relatively remote and inconspicuous, and the missions weren't given by anyone else. They were self-made, and they were more likely to be used as practice. Everyone was probably ready to try out that armor.
After looking through the mission list, Silin handed it to Eudy. "Choose three first."
Eudy paused for a moment, then nodded. "Okay." He knew that Silin must have other plans. Otherwise, he wouldn't have chosen just three. These missions might seem like a lot to others, but it would save them a lot of time if they were given the right armor. After all, they weren't missions that required a lot of manpower.
"Qiuqiu, come here for a second." Silin waved at Tang Qiuqiu.
Tang Qiuqiu was just about to open a new can of candy, but she hurriedly put down the can and followed after him. Before she left, she didn't forget to warn Xueqiu and Huimao not to touch her can of candy, or else she would shoot them with her gun.
"No way, Captain. You're going to take a private photo of Tang Qiuqiu! "Kari yelled.
Ignoring Kari's deliberate whining, Silin led Tang Qiuqiu to the indoor shooting range.
After entering the shooting range, Silin had Tang Qiuqiu put on a bulletproof suit. Tang Qiuqiu didn't say anything and put on her own suit.
"I won't use your gun this time. I'll use this one. I'll demonstrate it first. You watch. " Silin took out a gun he'd made in his spare time after returning to the League of Stars. There was a snake-shaped symbol on the gun that looked like a lightning bolt. This was authorized by Guan Feng, so Silin wasn't afraid of Guan Feng twisting his ear.
This was a Purgatory Thunder Snake, but it was a beginner-grade Type-B model.
Bang!
After Silin opened fire, the rapidly flickering target was hit right in the bullseye.
Tang Qiuqiu could see clearly that Silin wasn't pointing at the target. She understood why Silin had her wear the bulletproof suit.
"What do you think?" Silin asked.
"I want to give it a try." Tang Qiuqiu's eyes lit up.
Silin handed the gun to Tang Qiuqiu. Tang Qiuqiu held the gun for a moment, then raised it. She wasn't as decisive as before because she hadn't found the feeling yet. Strangely enough, this was the first time she'd felt so lost holding a gun ever since she'd gotten used to it.
After a pause, Tang Qiuqiu opened fire.
Her first shot didn't hit any target. Instead, it hit Tang Qiuqiu herself by mistake. It only grazed her left arm, and because she was wearing the bulletproof suit, she wasn't affected too much.
Standing there, Tang Qiuqiu frowned. She thought about it for a moment, then fired again.
This shot still didn't hit the target, but the good news was that the target was a lot further away from her.
Third shot, fourth shot, fifth shot …
Although the bullets didn't hit the target, they were getting closer to the target. After every shot, the next shot would always be closer to the target. Even if the target kept changing its position, it couldn't change the fact that the bullets were slowly getting closer to the target.
Ding —
On the eighth shot, the bullet hit the target. Although it didn't hit the bullseye, it still hit the target.
On the ninth shot, Tang Qiuqiu's shot was decisive. It was as if she wasn't holding the Purgatory Thunder Snake, but the gun she was used to. Even without the system notification, Silin knew that she'd hit the target this time.
She hadn't gone to school or received any formal education. She didn't even know how to calculate those complicated ballistic formulas. Everything was based on instinct and her innate ability to shoot. Even Silin didn't have this kind of talent. Silin was good at calculation, but Tang Qiuqiu was a true shooting genius.
After the ninth shot, Tang Qiuqiu fired five more times in a row. All five shots hit the target.
"Adjust the target and practice on your own." Just now, Silin had received a notice from Czedow that he would be leaving for a while.
"Okay!" Tang Qiuqiu was already engrossed in the game like a child who had just received a new toy.
Outside the shooting range, Kari and the others were stunned. A long time later, Xiao Shang finally said, "Tang Qiuqiu really is a natural-born marksman. But why is there such a huge gap between us?"
Kari rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Could it be … that she ate too many sweets?"
Silin returned to his room and found Czedow waiting for him.
"How did it go?" Silin asked.
"I did. There's a communication request," Czedow answered.
"Connect it."
"Okay."
Czedow had just finished speaking when a beam of light shot out of his left eye and formed a hologram in front of him.
"Long time no see, Silin," the person on the hologram said with a smile.
It had been almost three years. Although the person's aura had changed a little, it was still the same familiar face and the same voice that always gnashed his teeth at Huimao.
"Long time no see, Likrabe, no, I should call you the Fourth Young Master now, Shi Huajing."
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
