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Chapter 407

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At present, as the saying goes, some are happy while others are sad. After the first class missions were all snatched up, 7-8 out of 10 contestants were naturally sighing in vexation. Yet for those who received missions, their faces were filled with bitterness as they stared at the mission requirements in bewilderment. On the other hand, the remaining three Summoners instantly became popular. Many people surrounded them, wanting to ask for advice.

Nevertheless, Sheyan had already prepared for this world for a long time. Before entering the battlefield, he didn't hesitate to spend 4 achievement points just to enter the Avatar world! How could they be defeated by such a simple mission? They had already calculated all kinds of possible scenarios dozens of times, so how could they be defeated by such a simple mission? Naturally, he had a card up his sleeve.

Therefore, Sheyan stood alone for a while as he observed the chaos before him. Suddenly, he yawned loudly and sat down on the soft sofa beside him. Looking extremely exhausted, he simply leaned on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep. He didn't seem to care about his mission at all. Sheyan's eyes were filled with excitement as he stared at Sheyan.

At this moment, Yuan Zhan was frowning as he instructed several contestants on the crux of their mission. Upon witnessing Sheyan's actions, his eyes flickered as he directly walked over and smiled.

"Seaman, why aren't you busy?"

Sheyan opened his eyes and noticed Yuan Zhan who he had been chatting with throughout the journey. Sheyan then helplessly replied.

"I'm capturing a Spinning Fan Lizard that only appears at night. During the day, it's basically a withered twig. Don't tell me you want me to search tree by tree? What's the point of running off now? "

Yuan Zhan muttered to himself and hesitated. Finally, he awkwardly replied.

"Ah, so it's that creature. Ai, this is a creature that has never appeared on earth before. I don't have much research on it, so I really can't help."

Sheyan shrugged his shoulders and replied with incomparable regret.

"Looks like I can only wait till the night when this lizard is active to capture it."

Yuan Zhan exposed an expression of wanting to help but unable to do so. Then, he turned and walked away. After a long distance, he finally connected to Zi.

"That person you wanted me to keep an eye on doesn't seem to be making any movements. His mission difficulty is rather high."

"I still feel like there's something about this person that I can't see through, and for some reason, I feel like I've seen him somewhere before."

"I think you must have remembered wrongly, my lord. If I had seen such a powerful support before, I definitely wouldn't have forgotten."

"There's no need to doubt Reef's innate talent, and Mogensha's battle prowess is obvious to all. Yet every time I see the three of them, I always feel that Seaman is the true leader ….. no matter what, we have to keep an eye on him. If necessary, we can even resort to extreme measures!"

"Understood. Your intentions will definitely be carried out."

“.....”

Sheyan continued lying down on the sofa for a while. According to his previous plan, he allowed Reef and Mogensha to split up and complete their respective missions. After all, their previous performances had definitely attracted the attention of others. The saying 'a tall tree attracts the wind' wasn't a joke. After they split up, it also meant that a large portion of the attention on Party Ace could be diverted away.

More crucially, the Illume-union's influence was huge, and the remaining contestants weren't easy to deal with. Therefore, the main conflict among the contestants was now concentrated between the Illume-union and the other contestants. This situation was undoubtedly extremely advantageous to Sheyan. After all, only by fishing in muddy waters could one fish.

After almost all the contestants had left the base, Sheyan unhurriedly stood up from the sofa. He walked out of the biology laboratory, put on his oxygen mask, and followed the runway towards the west. Very quickly, a roughly 4 storey grey steel building appeared in front of him. It appeared sturdy and stable, with various antennas and solar panels installed at the top. It looked similar to the upper deck of an aircraft carrier, except for the aqua blue floor-to-ceiling windows that added a romantic and dreamy tint to it.

This was the core building of Hell's Gate, the Operation Center. Simply put, one could view it as the office, communications center, conference room, and dormitory of the RDA administrative staff in Hell's Gate. If this building and the humans within were to be destroyed in an instant, then the entire Hell's Gate base would be crippled by the loss of its leadership.

Sheyan walked to the entrance of the Operation Center. There weren't any guards like he imagined. Strictly speaking, the RDA was only a commercial company and not a military base. Furthermore, on a planet 5 light years away from earth, committing a crime was simple, but escaping punishment was extremely difficult. Unless one could be like Mr Jack Sully, with a legendary experience that couldn't be replicated. In the end, even hot dogs, NBA, big buttocks babes, * *, marijuana, his hometown and even the body his parents had bestowed upon him was completely abandoned.

The interior of the Operation Center was bustling with activity. Large numbers of staff were shuttling about, like ants busying about in an ant nest. Sheyan's unfamiliar face didn't attract their attention at all.

After brushing shoulders with several individuals, and shuttling through one steel corridor after another, Sheyan didn't know when a short skinny old man had appeared behind him. It was indeed Jinkuang. Although he was wearing a top hat and wielding a cane, he was still looking around like a thief, as though he was observing the best escape route after committing a robbery.

Very quickly, they arrived at the top floor. This was a large hall that occupied an area of over 500 square metres. Large numbers of ring-shaped computers crammed this place to the brim. Of course, there were also busy computer operators. Solid large steel windows allowed everyone to overlook the magnificent panoramic view of Hell's Gate.

In the center of the large hall was a holographic projector that exceeded 10 square metres. This round table like machine was able to display all sorts of geographical and topographical information, as well as scanned digital topographic maps by the staff. This was also the place where the staff held meetings and discussions.

After seeing this holographic projector, Sheyan was convinced that this was the place he wanted to come to, so he politely knocked on the door. Unfortunately, no one paid any attention to him. He sighed and took a step back. Jinkuang puffed out his chest and protruded his belly, showing the demeanor of a bully. He kicked the door open and swaggered in.

The strong smell of instant coffee immediately filled Sheyan's nostrils. Sheyan tried his best to look around among the dazzling computers. Finally, he saw an aisle covered with a green carpet about five or six metres long. At the end of the carpet, there was an overturned teacup. The mouth of the teacup was facing the carpet.

A man who looked to be in his thirties swung a golf club on the opposite side of the carpet, then lightly hit a white golf ball, causing it to roll towards the mouth of the teacup. Regrettably, it collided against the edge of the teacup and slid out. Following that, this regret occurred three times …..

The man grumbled irritably, and was about to pick up the golf ball. Instead, he immediately halted his action, because Sheyan had already picked up the golf ball on his behalf. Sheyan then walked over with a smile.

"Mr. Parker, your shoulders are too stiff. If you use more gentle strength on your wrist, the effect should be better."

This man with a white shirt tucked into grey trousers, with half his sleeves rolled up and tie tied, was the person with the greatest authority in Hell's Gate – Supervisor Parker Selfridge. He glanced at Sheyan, his face revealing a rather familiar look of annoyance. But after pondering for a moment, he quickly replied.

"Woah, back on Earth I've heard of your name before, 2nd Lieutenant. But I don't recall having you on the list of personnel in the base. Alright, I admit that maybe it's because I haven't breathed in fresh air for a long time that my memory has deteriorated. But to make your words more convincing, then 3, oh, no, even if it's a beautiful hole in one, that's a must."

Sheyan laughed and replied.

"I agree with your point of view."

He then extended his hand towards Parker. Parker shrugged his shoulders, and passed his golf club over.

Sheyan surveyed the end of the green carpet, and tried swinging his club. He then shook his head, revealing a dissatisfied expression. He then placed the teacup at the end of the corridor, and stood at the other end of the corridor. The distance between the two was at least 30 metres. Parker immediately walked over to stop him. He revealed a look of exasperation and amusement as he said, "That's right.

"Oh, Mr 2nd Lieutenant, the equipment here is extremely expensive to repair, it's usually calculated in millions of dollars ….."

Before he walked over, Sheyan swung his club, and struck the ball!

That white ball flew out, drawing a 15 degree arc in the air as it traversed the 30 metre distance, and accurately landed into the opposite cup. To a contestant with outstanding perceptive sense and agility, this matter couldn't be simpler.

Instead, Parker was stunned for a few seconds, then he enthusiastically clapped his hands.

"Truly brilliant, the next time I play, I'll definitely follow your suggestion. Now we can discuss, what business do you have with me?"

Looking at Parker handing over the golf club and golf ball to the female secretary, Sheyan swiftly scanned his surroundings.

"Can we discuss this in your office? Mr. Parker, "(to be continued). If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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