I've met a benefactor.
Fang Rong was very satisfied.
"By the way, this is the busiest time of year, how come you have so much free time and even have time to cook?"
"Huh?" Fang Rong was a little embarrassed when she talked about this. "Actually, I'm a free person now. I'm no longer in the army."
"Hmm?" The old man became interested. "Why?"
“You don’t know.” Fang Rong spoke of this matter much calmer than before. “When I first entered the military region, I was ostracized by everyone and made things difficult for others, so I left in a fit of anger and haven’t been able to go back since.”
"Didn't the military region try to keep you?" The old man pointed to his spatial necklace. "I see you have a good foundation and your special ability is quite unique. Given time, you will surely achieve great things."
Fang Rong shook her head. "I got this later. At that time, I didn't have a mecha yet, and I had just started using my superpowers, so I wasn't very familiar with them."
"If I'm not mistaken, this mech belongs to the military region. Since you left, how could you have obtained it?" The old man's eyes were sharp, and he saw through it at a glance.
After all, military equipment has codes and numbers, making it easy to identify.
"This was a gift from my boyfriend," Fang Rong said without any hesitation when talking about Fang Hua. "My boyfriend is also from the military."
"Really?" the old man exclaimed. "He's really willing to spend money on this. It's a newly developed mech, and there are no more than five in the entire four military regions."
"So precious?" Fang Rong was also surprised. "Didn't they say that the military region in the east was large and sent out three?"
"Where are the three? One of the five went into the armory, and the other four are one for each of the four major military regions. Where are there any extras?" The old man knew quite a bit about the military regions.
"Then how did I get this?" Fang Rong took off her spatial necklace. "Fang Hua said that the top three would all receive one, and this was given to me by him when he came in second place."
"Secondly, where is the mecha? He probably took on some mission."
Fang Rong was startled and inexplicably panicked. "What kind of mission would reward you with a mech?"
"This is quite difficult." The old man listed them one by one. "Speaking of which, there really is a task coming up recently."
"What mission?" Fang Rong asked quickly.
"Isn't the Federal Assembly about to begin?"
To ensure the president's safe arrival at the Federal Assembly, the military district deployed a smoke screen.
Select a soldier to impersonate the president and enter the capital openly to attract the attention of those who want to cause trouble. At that time, they will definitely encounter various dangers and assassinations.
Therefore, this person must be extremely powerful in combat, and ideally, able to learn by analogy and draw out the mastermind behind everything. Fang Hua is the best candidate. The old man also knew Fang Hua. "He is a mutant and a person with multiple superpowers, destined for greatness. Experiencing more trials and tribulations will pave the way for his future."
Fang Rong felt that the spatial necklace was a bit too uncomfortable to wear. "I'll go return the mecha to them. I'm not going to do such a dangerous job."
"Don't worry," the old man quickly pulled him back. "If it were someone else, it might really be a matter of life and death, but if it's Fang Hua, then there's no problem."
"Why?"
"Don't you know?" The old man knew quite a few secrets. "Fang Hua's heart is on the left side, and he is very strong. Not to mention his layers of defense, he himself is not someone that ordinary villains can deal with."
Fang Rong breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good."
"You feel guilty?" The old man looked him over. "Since you feel guilty, why don't you do something about it?"
"What can I do?" At most, he could only secretly protect Fang Hua during the Federal Assembly.
"You have a solid foundation and strong abilities, why don't you join the army?" the old man earnestly advised. "Since you've left the East District, why don't you come to the South District?"
"South District?" Fang Rong shook her head. "Fang Hua is in the East District, I can't..."
"It's because he's in the East District that you're going to the South District."
"Why do you say that?" Fang Rong asked, puzzled.
"Think about it, there are only so many good things, enough for just one person. You and Fang Hua are in the same district, so who gets the good stuff?"
“Fang Hua doesn’t care about those things; he likes physical strength,” Fang Rong replied without hesitation.
The old man shook his head. "I think you're quite smart, so why do you become confused at crucial moments?"
He pointed at the mecha, "Everyone wants good things, but you are much more important than good things, so he gave up good things for you."
Fang Rong was stunned for a moment, as if struck by lightning. The old man's words were like a wake-up call.
Yes, everyone wants good things, and Fang Hua wanted them too; he could never have too many. But Fang Rong didn't have them, so he chose to give them to Fang Rong.
It turns out Fang Hua had been hiding so much from him.
She secretly took on dangerous missions without telling him, and also secretly gave him good stuff.
Fang Hua is so mean; it makes him feel terrible.
Fang Rong's eyes unconsciously welled up with tears. He wiped them away. "If I go to the Southern District, will I still be able to participate in the Federal Assembly?"
“Of course, when the four districts join forces, it will be easier for you to protect Fang Hua.” The old man knew what he was thinking.
He thought Fang Rong was quite good; he was loyal and righteous, a rough gem. Recruiting him might lead to great things in the future, so there was absolutely no harm in it.
Fang Rong still had some concerns, "If I'm in the South District and Fang Hua is in the East District, will we become enemies in the future?"
I've always heard that so-and-so has differing political views and various forms of discord among his subordinates. If he goes to the South District and becomes hostile to Fang Hua, it would be better for him to shamelessly beg the instructor to take back the prize.
"What are you thinking?" The old man chuckled. "All military regions are under the jurisdiction of one person. Unless there are two marshals, you're just making a fuss over nothing. There's nothing to worry about."
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