Chapter 282 Achievement Points No Longer Needed
Greg Green had many stories in his life and made many mistakes.
Part of the story: With a keen eye, he discovered the trend of the times, rode the wind and waves, and became a big insect. The former Green family had to take off their hats to show their goodwill to him.
The mistakes: the minor one is about school fighting, and the medium one is about trusting the family.
Big mistake: He once said in front of a saint that he wanted to murder an unknown nobleman and make him surrender to his side - Grid did not say the last sentence in front of his second brother Fisher.
Grid sat at his second brother's feet with his legs crossed, his back hunched, his face pressed against his second brother's knees, and a mournful aura emanating from his body.
"I'm done."
"I'm really going to be sent to a low-level planet to be a cultural offline pioneer. My brother will be in charge of the West, and I'll be in charge of the East. I can't go back to the Far East or Azure for fifty years. I'll work overtime until I die." Grid was in a daze for a moment, "It's in line with Fate's arrangement for me to die."
"What happened?" Fisher Green asked puzzledly.
After the feverish hallucination, the younger brother went to his rest area, restless and unable to sleep. Fate also messed up the work he was assigned to do, and when his elder brother and his mother contacted Grid, he had a big fight with them.
At first, Fisher thought his brother's disorientation was caused by the same tragic experience he had in Santa Fe.
Fisher suffered a great emotional shock. After coming back to his senses from the hallucination, his face was full of tears. He couldn't stop pulling at the Guardian's uniform with his hands. He kept mumbling for nearly half an hour: "It's great that I held on at that time. I helped him and protected him."
But the younger brother who suddenly came over seemed to have other reasons for being uneasy.
Fisher asked a few questions, but his younger brother lay on his lap and began to mutter and guess what punishment Fate would impose.
Fisher stroked his brother's head. His hot, handsomely styled red hair was wet with sweat and messed up into strands that looked like handfuls of soft flames.
"I can't help you like this."
Fisher Green comforted his brother: "Listen, I moved to the main city of Cat's Eye and made some friends. One of them is a senior gentleman who has a special relationship with Saint. They always talk about topics that I don't understand and are very familiar with."
"What big mistake did you make? Tell me and I'll ask for your advice." Fisher patted his younger brother's shoulder and straightened Gwen's messy and crooked collar. "Sant Fite is very patient and tolerant to you, especially to the gentleman I want to ask for advice."
Grid: "Then I'm done."
Fisher Greene's personality was considered very good among his peers, but with less than five hours left before the banquet in Santa Fe, he was in no mood to comfort his brother who had been complaining about himself: "Then you're done. I will remember to mail you your favorite hometown food every month."
Fisher reached into Grid's red hair, grabbed his brother's feather roots, lifted up the sad head, and looked at him: "Hurry up, I need time to contact that gentleman."
"..." Grid was in a dilemma and had to bite the bullet and act flexibly: "Well, for example, when I first met that guy... I tried to hack his real offline ID." Grid suddenly said loudly, "Many bugs did the same thing at that time!"
"And then?" Fisher lifted his brother's feather whisker and shook his head. "Your hacking skills are nothing to Mr. Fate. What else did you do?"
Grid's tone slowed down for a moment: "I threatened to capture him, controlled him, scolded him, and blamed everything I suffered on him. In the end, I forced him to run away from the family, and used his power to achieve my current career."
Grid paused, cleared his throat, frowned slightly, turned down the corners of his mouth, raised his chin, and widened his blue eyes. He tried to use his handsome face to act like a good boy who acted coquettishly with his brother when he was a child. "I may have sworn a little in the middle of the process. It was a more dangerous guarantee."
Grid whistled and quickly slid out the last sentence: "The kind of guarantee that will make you doubly nauseous and disgusted."
Fisher: “…”
Grid shut up, sat up straight, raised his chin, and turned his face forward.
Fisher, with a gloomy face, raised his hand, but did not hit him for a long time. His chest heaved twice, and he pushed Grid's head hard.
"You just need a lesson! Go and open up new land with big brother! Maddie, show me around!"
The guardian who was waiting nearby stepped forward and grabbed the Green's youngest son by the shoulder, and sent the insect, who was screaming "Brother! Brother! Fisher! Brother!!!!", out of the rest area of the library.
…
"How do I apologize to Fate correctly?" Fran Janeen in the video was looking down at an electronic contract with pixel shielding turned on, without raising his eyes.
"How strange! Why didn't you tell me? Our relationship is so good that I am willing to share intelligence with you for free."
On the other side of the video, Grid pinched his nose and said, "Please restrain your noble parliamentary demeanor. Who dares to take a free gift from you?"
Grid put down his hand and said suddenly, "You have offended Fate a lot, right? The reason you are still on Fate's team is because you have sharp eyes and a keen nose. You smelled the opportunity and defected at the critical moment with important chips."
Grid's tone calmed down, and his blue eyes revealed a deep coldness. "Did you really shake hands with Fate in peace? If not, why don't you try your apology on me?"
On the other side of the video, Fran Jane chuckled and ran her finger across a page of electronic contracts. Without looking up, she spoke in an elegant voice, half smiling, "Oh. It seems you made a big mistake with Fate this time. It's almost as serious as when I hunted Fate all over the Internet before."
"You always thought that you were highly valued by Fate, but now you are afraid of ruining this trust, so you come to me who has made similar mistakes but still signed a close cooperation agreement with Fate."
Fran Janning hummed a long, smiling note from her throat. "Who did you accidentally kill in Fate's team? One of the twins in the delusion?"
Grid: “…”
He was really annoyed by the privileged people in the Capital Alliance, who could uncover 50% of the truth just by listening to one sentence.
"No." Greed said coldly.
"That means he planned to kill someone around Fate, but was too stupid to finish it off, so Fate found out." Fran Janeen concluded lightly, twirling the signature pen with her fingers and leaving a string of elegant and beautiful cursive signatures on the electronic screen.
"…Have you said it all?" Gray took a deep breath and got straight to the point. If he didn't get to the bottom of it, he would be exposed by Jane Ning. "I know you know a high-ranking nobleman who has a close relationship with Fate. It is well known that Fate is more tolerant of nobles. I want you to ask that nobleman for me, if I make some mistakes that almost touch Fate's bottom line, what is the most appropriate way to apologize?"
"No matter what the method, after I apologize, I will tell you what Fate's attitude is."
Fran Jane laughed again with a long, meaningless laugh, which made Grid's fists stiffen. He knew immediately that Jane must have guessed that he had already consulted his second brother, but his second brother would not help him.
"You are doing something that will annoy Fate even more. You are using his reaction as a bargaining chip." Fran Jane looked at the tense expression of Grid in the video and said, "You are so afraid of ruining your relationship with Fate that you dare to use such a stupid trick."
"In love with him?"
“…”
The red-haired female insect on the other side of the video frowned and said in a very slow and shocked voice: "Before today and even now, I have always regarded Fate as a reliable elder and a big brother who invested in me. The most outrageous fantasy is to regard him as my own blood brother. Jane Ning, I am not a lesbian, you should be normal."
"..." Fran Jane raised her eyebrows and sneered: "Who knows? He is not a female insect now."
"You insist on playing a text game with me...!" "Got it."
Fran Janeen waved her hand in boredom and said, "I'll contact you later."
10 minutes later.
Grid got a screenshot of the chat record.
"...Kiseppuku to apologize? To pay homage to the young master? What young master? What does the young patriarch of the family mean?"
Grid frowned. "My healing gene is 10% higher than the average. Even if I take out my liver and intestines, they will grow back in a day or two. Will cutting open my stomach help? Wouldn't that be scary... uh."
Grid thought of the heroic figure of Fate's father rushing into the battlefield, and said, "Isn't that too disgusting... Uh."
He thought of the scenes of severed limbs and flying heads that must have occurred on the battlefield, and hesitated for three times: "Wouldn't committing seppuku be enough to apologize?"
On the other side of the video, Fran Jane smiled and said, "It's up to you."
Video disconnected.
Grid: “…”
Half an hour later.
Grid was ready. The moment he touched the dagger, his muscles reacted instinctively and he performed a few beautiful knife moves. He pondered for a few seconds and suddenly realized: "After experiencing the battlefield, he still chooses a military heroine to fall in love with. Fate really likes the military. I got it."
Grid changed his military tactical knife, watched the battlefield first aid video for half an hour, and then recorded a neat and bloody apology record.
The scene was very serious. Grid even carefully marked each piece of liver and intestines that fell out with a subtitle number: 1234567
After sending the video, Grid stuffed the internal organs back into his stomach, thought for a few seconds, and did not activate the self-healing cells to directly clot the wound, but only controlled the blood flow to stop it from leaking out. He then found a medical stapler and sewed a row of temporary staples in his stomach to prevent the internal organs from falling out.
"Perfect." Grid endured the discomfort and laughed twice, saying to himself: "I am a genius, and the boss is welcome to check the goods at any time."
Results half an hour later.
03:05 at night.
The first sentence of the boss's reply was: [What a mess you learned.]
Grid: “…”
Jane, I'm going to kill you!
Grid was in a sad mood. In a rage, the nails popped out of the wound, and the wound on his belly healed without a trace.
He typed silently: [I had a dissection. It's not serious. I've been beaten worse than this in school.]
@Fate: [You come up with this stupid idea without even checking. Did I not give you enough work, or have you not learned enough recently? You are still so energetic to cut the stomach for fun. Okay, Green Group just wants to order a batch of AI armors as the security force for the next voyage to the low-level stars in the border area. At the same time, it is also trying to contact the military media in the Far East to expand the contract.]
@Fate: [I have already helped him expand the military media channels of the 10th Army and the 2nd Army of the North Pole Line. It has only been a few months, and Grody wants to get involved in the military media external propaganda cooperation in the East Pole. Gwen, let him behave himself.]
Before I start to think and guess, my work brain goes online: [Okay, boss, wait for my good news. ]
Red Heart 2.0: [To be honest, I've already pissed them off. An hour ago, Grody contacted me and wanted to get in touch with the Far East military media through me.
...Recently, there has been a lot of talk online, with media channels across the alliance willing to invite the Far East's famous military media to invest and settle in.
The Far East region is now a big shot in any external channel of investment and cooperation. As long as you get a contract with the Far East name, the entire alliance region welcomes you to the table. 】
Red Heart 2.0: [I have already rejected him once as a bug, refusing to build a bridge for him to connect to the Far East. The second time, I will issue a warning to the Green Group as you.]
@Fate: [Yeah.]
Red Heart 2.0: [Boss, please give me a few minutes, I want to say...]
Shi Cunjin looked at the moving line "Type in progress..." and sent a message in reply.
@Fate: [I don't have the habit of looking back, and I won't change the decision I've made. Employee Mr. Wynn, instead of apologizing, you might as well memorize how many new Far East technologies are installed in the AI armor that will be sold to the Green Group. As far as I know, you haven't submitted this week's Prometheus work area weekly report.]
The “typing…” that had been jumping back and forth suddenly stopped.
Heart 2.0: [……]
Red Heart 2.0: [Can we still be as good as before? You are still my guide, good boss, angel investor, big brother and friend. ]
@Fate: [Nothing will change.]
…
A rest area somewhere in Prometheus.
Grid heaved a sigh of relief, leaned his head back on the sofa, and his whole body softened. He slowly slid down and lay sideways on the sofa, looking at the virtual screen with his face tilted. "...Great." He whispered.
That's good, Gwen.
Grid told himself not to cross the line of gender because there was an unknown at the other end.
The dangerous unknown will disrupt all the trust and confidence he currently has.
Fate is a difficult bug to approach and extremely hard to trust. His observation ability is far superior to Frank Miller Janning, and it is very difficult to gain his trust.
Gwen, don't destroy everything that is stable now because of greed, and don't let Fate down. Grid said to himself: Be a good dog and only eat bones.
Grid's expression was empty, and his blue eyes were deep, like the calm sea after a rainstorm.
He wrote back word by word: [That's great. This is using public power for personal gain to fight with Grody in the negotiation. I have long wanted to fight him at the negotiation table.]
@Fate: [It’s up to you.]
Red Heart 2.0: [>wO! See you at the opening ceremony! ]
…
The main city of the Far East.
Garden Square.
The system whispered in Shi Cunjin's ear: [Greed Green's character cards are all revealed! A black door achievement similar to the VV card is revealed! Teacher Shi, I'll show it to you! ]
A card appeared in Shi Cunjin's field of vision.
The character card marked as Grid Green is fully revealed.
The young man was tall, and even in casual clothes one could see his well-proportioned body with broad shoulders and narrow waist. He casually paired a few fashionable luxury items, and under his handsome short red hair was a standard sunny first love face. His blue eyes were as bright as the sea sparkling in the sunlight. His smile was a bit ruffian, revealing his white and conspicuous canine teeth, with an indelible military school temperament.
After unlocking the character card named "Greed", the bottom column says a level-clearing achievement: Restraining Desire (can be worn by the host)
Shi Cunjin immediately responded: If the first and second term could have fully enjoyed [Greed Green] at that time, they would have developed a certain resistance to the extravagance and power of the Zerg Clan Yunduan. Maybe they would not... Shi Cunjin paused and sighed.
Valentine's character card is sent to connect the Zerg to the Black Gate of the 21st century.
Grid Green's character card brings a dose of moderation.
Shi Cunjin flipped through the other people's character cards in his mind: Adjutant Jack's card, Gobelier's card, Frankimir Janning's character progress: 65%
Anushka Kash character development progress: 99%
What effects will the two cards that are still lit have after they are fully used? Shi Cunjin quickly turned his attention away. The HE mission was only 1% short of Anushka's. No matter what kind of auxiliary achievements the remaining character cards would bring, it didn't matter.
…
At the same time.
Prometheus rest area.
Grid lay on the sofa with his arms across his eyes. He took a long time before putting his hands down. He turned on the screen again, took screenshots of the chat history with Fate, and contacted Jane Ning.
[G: You already knew that the seppuku idea was stupid, right? Fate scolded me!]
【J：Oops】
【J: So, did it work? 】
【G: **, of course it didn't work. But I'm fine now. 】
【G: [Screenshot].JPG】
…
The main city of the Far East, Jane District.
study.
Fran Janning clicked on the screenshot of the chat record, which showed a line of words: [I don’t have the habit of looking back, and I won’t change the decision I’ve made.]
There was no need to say the rest, Fran Jane already understood.
Grid Green, Grid...Wynn. This dragonfly has always been within Fate's bottom line and has never really stepped over the edge of Fate's bottom line; as long as Grid Green does not step out of that line, he is homosexual, and Fate will accept it.
Fran Janning was silent for a long time. He was not within Fate's circle of control, so he could not use this method.
The time on the smart ring passed little by little. Fran Jane calculated in her mind: the time on the chat screenshot sent by Grid was 03:12.
3 o'clock.
Valentine also went to ask Fate at around 3 o'clock.
Fran Janning thought that Fate had finished talking to Chilong and was expecting to talk to Valentine soon.
He quietly stroked the shell of the intelligent computer, adjusted his breathing frequency lightly and heavily, and said to himself: Be patient, Frank Miller, you still have one chance to get the correct answer... Be patient, Frank Miller, Fate likes Valentine more, he will tell Valentine the correct answer.
…
At the same time.
The main city of the Far East.
flower hall.
Shi Cunjin logged out of Fate's account, logged into Destiny's account, clicked on Valentine's dialogue box, and a message popped up.
【D: 1. 】
The other side replied immediately.
【V: !!! !!! !!!】
[V: The three-year period has come, welcome the Holy King back to the throne! ]
【V: Big Brother! Who are we going to fight today! 】
【D: …】
[D: Have you completed the task assigned to you by Klein? ]
【V: ………TAT has determined that you and I are brothers, so I’ll poke you wherever it hurts, and I’ll hate you for three seconds.】
Three seconds passed.
【V: No, my break is still 15 minutes away. 】
【V: Brother, let’s cut to the chase! I have a question, urgent, urgent, urgent! 】
【D: Please speak. 】
【V: I saw a lot of messy news in the forums, such as that Jane and Fate had an irreconcilable conflict, and Fate did not get along with Jane in economics and technology. There were also some, uh, you know, some lesbian remarks about your circle being really messy.
But now, Far East is cooperating well with Jane Ning again, which makes it hard for me to believe the comments on the Internet... Now that the Dragon King has returned, the entire Internet is in an uproar. Fran's reaction was extremely exaggerated. It was the first time I heard him cry. Because of the lesbian scandal... Boss, I am a little curious... just a little bit, that is, um, how did you get along with him online before? Can you talk about the conflicts you had? I asked him but he didn't say anything, and asked me to ask you, saying that you can finish your previous disputes in ten minutes...】
[V: Destiny, I see that Far East has cooperated with the Jane Group. Do you think this is a good thing or a bad thing? ]
Shi Cunjin realized something, thought about it, and replied: [It is true that there was a conflict and dispute with him. We were still arguing a few months ago. However, there is no eternal conflict in the world. You know what I will say next.]
[D: Because of the AI armor, Fate's faction has once again cooperated with the Janening faction. This is a century-long project. The two factions have become important strategic partners and there will be no major conflicts in the future.
Don't be nervous. Even if there was a conflict between me and the Jane Ning faction, it was an internal matter between the two factions and has nothing to do with you. You don't need to take sides. 】
【V: Destiny TAT!!! 】
【D: As for whether it is good or not, there is no good or bad. In future business cooperation, the Fit Group will have a professional department and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to connect with Jian Ning, and there will be no more stories between him and me.
He is your good friend in the past, and I am your brother now. These two points will not change. 】
【V: Thank you Destiny, I feel much more relaxed. I'm going to work now. Who the hell is working at a good company like this at 3:30 in the morning? I want to switch jobs to be with you!!!】
【D: Far East has a part-time study and part-time work system. 】
【V: ...But then again, Mr. Klein has been paying a lot of attention to me recently, and I feel like I can’t let him down!
Cat's eyes have been a mess lately :-(
The parliament suddenly decided to reshuffle the court department and guardians in the west district. Teacher Gobelier's condition has worsened again. He is in a coma and can't wake up. Some of his work has been assigned to me by Teacher Klein. I am so worried about messing up￥％＊! 】
[V: Damn, Mr. Klein's guardian knocked on the door. I was scared to death. I'm going to work. Opening%]
【D: …
…
Valentine didn't even finish reading Destiny's reply. He rushed out and quickly returned to the conference hall in the work area with a slightly distorted expression.
He is now a reserve councillor, and Teacher Klein has strictly forbidden him to be carried around by his guardians. No matter how urgent the situation is, he must maintain an elegant posture.
Walking quickly and gracefully is a basic skill that all universe councilors must learn.
Valentine walked gracefully and quickly with an expressionless face, flashing through one corridor after another, screaming in his heart: When my boss takes over as Speaker of the Parliament, the first thing he will do is repeal the order prohibiting Guardians from flying with high-ranking senators in their arms!
While running, Valentine rubbed the virtual keyboard of the intelligent computer ring at a speed that was as fast as making fire with wood, and sent messages to his friends.
【V: Ahhhh, I’m dying, I’m dying, I’ve been chatting too much and I’m going to be late, you can just read these messages yourself, ahhhh】
【V: [Screenshot] x4】
…
The main city of the Far East, Jane District.
study.
Fran Janning clicked on the screenshot Valentine sent her.
He put all the screenshots together and read them silently over and over again:
I never look back.
There will be no more stories between him and me.
Fran Janning sat silently at her desk. Halfway through her silent reading, she began to calculate the time in her head.
The first ten minutes passed.
The first hour passed.
Time goes round and round.
Two hours later, Fran Janning's brain ring still did not play the special level sound effects.
Fran Janning began to silently calculate Fate's schedule.
At 3 a.m., Fate spoke to Green.
At 3:20 in the evening, Fate spoke to Valentine.
After Valentine, who's next?
Oh, and the Legion.
It was no secret in the social circles of the privileged that the Fourth Army branch was hunting down the Saint Pavilion. Fran Janeen stroked her brain ring and pushed Fate's schedule bit by bit: After Valentine, Fate should go talk to the newly elected Guardian Captain, who might be the commander-in-chief of the Far East Army or the Tenth Army.
So what comes after the Legion?
Fran Janning pushed back, saying that Fate should go talk to the entertainment company that helped him get started.
This is normal. News and publicity are one of Fate's first and most important weapons. Of course, he will go to talk to the entertainment company after resolving the Guardian issue.
After the entertainment company, who will Fate look for?
Fran Janeing looked at the screenshots sent by Valentine again. One of the chat records read: Fate and Janeing are important strategic partners in the Century Project.
He sat in silence.
It was not until dawn that light came in through the study's stained glass windows. There was still an hour before the opening ceremony of the Far East Film Festival.
Fran Janeen never even got a special attention message.
He lowered his eyes and stared at the answer Valentine asked: Fate and Jane Ning are important strategic partners in the Century Project.
He read it word by word almost silently, a little dryly:
"Frankmire Janning wants to get to know Fite again."