"Hello, I'm the head of this branch, you can call me 233." The head of the Weirong Army is a silver-haired girl. Considering the generally young appearance of the intelligent race, Chen Jing would not judge them by human age, because it is possible that someone like Eliza, who looks young, is actually a... Chen Jing looked around... an old lady.
"Well, what's the situation now? I was so busy running around that I didn't have time to take a look." Fenrir glared, as if he sensed something.
Omnic 233 wasn't one for idle chatter. He nodded and said, "It seems the recently emerged Human Emperor Cult accidentally summoned the Evil God while accepting new members, and the Evil God descended in anger."
Suddenly, Chen Jing heard Ai cough violently twice.
He asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"
Ai wiped his mouth: "It's okay, it's really scary."
Chen Jing nodded and looked at 233 again.
"How do you know it's angry?" Chen Jing asked a little curiously.
233 flicked her hair and said, "Nine out of ten evil gods said this after being caught. The remaining one said he was just curious."
"..." Facing the camera, the evil god shed tears of regret. Unconsciously, Chen Jing's mind appeared a suspect with Cthulhu's face, holding his head, saying, "I didn't expect it to be like this. Woo woo woo, I regret it so much..."
Chen Jing quickly shook his head to interrupt his strange imagination and asked, "Have you ever caught the evil god?" The legal network is loose and there is no loophole!
RT5 replied on behalf of 233: "Evil gods are also divided into different levels. The powerful ones are so strong that even Li He has to avoid them, while the weak ones can be defeated by ordinary people."
Chen Jing then remembered that, by definition, he had two evil gods behind him. Loki had the aura of an evil god, and Fenrir was undoubtedly a direct participant in Ragnarok. Most importantly, Chen Jing had dragged them into this world.
"What about this?" Chen Jing pointed to a large mass of fog on the screen. In the past half hour, it had expanded a circle.
"The preliminary estimate is that it is above level seven." 233 looked at the luxurious lineup behind Chen Jing.
It's hard to tell how strong the armored girl is, but people like her are usually not weak. Judging from her and Jasmine standing side by side, she is most likely above level seven.
Master Eliza, level seven, special case level nine.
Jasmine, level seven, equipped with a level eight reinforcement module.
A beautiful woman with a terrifying aura, at least level seven.
A little girl struggling in a woman's arms shouldn't be bad either. Two elite troops I've never seen before.
Could a new admiral, fresh out of school, really have this kind of power? Even high-ranking generals in their prime wouldn't necessarily be able to muster that much, right?
As far as 233 could remember, only the few guard corps in the core area and those special forces could compete with him.
Although the admiral is a local warlord, this is the first time I have seen such a powerful one.
"Ha, I think we can just rush in, kill them and go back to sleep." Xin said in a hoarse and gloomy voice.
Chen Jing punched the messenger on the head: "You just came out and you're already thinking about going back, are you a otaku?"
The mask shook, and the messenger quickly straightened it: "I just hope to rest early. Isn't it good to have some free time?"
The Silver Knight had a cold face the whole time, with her helmet tucked under her armpit. Although she said nothing, Chen Jing could tell from the slightly raised corners of her mouth that she was laughing.
"Knight." Chen Jing called her.
The Silver Knight looked at him: "What can I do for you?" There was no sign that he had just been mocking his colleague.
Chen Jing pointed at the fog and asked, "Go and check it out?"
"Understood, sir." Then, while Chen Jing turned around to talk to Loki, he slapped the messenger on the head and ran away.
Chen Jing only heard a "pop" sound and turned around and was stunned.
The wide black cloak dragged to the ground. The girl with a beautiful figure was kneeling on the ground with a huge sickle in her arms and disheveled hair. She looked aggrieved and tears rolled in her eyes.
"..."What's wrong with you? Chen Jing was confused.
The messenger opened his mouth, then closed it angrily: "I slipped."
Chen Jing's breath hitched. "Are you saying that you, a Level 7 Omnic, slipped?"
Replied weakly: "No, can't I?"
Brunhill helped her up and said, "If you do espionage work like this, don't let yourself be kidnapped and sold to others for money."
Chen Jing nodded: "I hope this is not a common trait among their models."
"Of course not. An omnic's personality is random. Don't look at her as timid now. She's more formidable than anyone else on the battlefield," RT5 said, adding, "Because she's a bit of a fool."
…
"Listen up, evil god inside!" The Silver Knight got a loudspeaker from somewhere.
"Resist and be lenient, go home for the New Year, cooperate and be punished severely, spend the rest of your life in prison!"
Chen Jing patted RT5's shoulder and said, "That doesn't sound right."
RT5 glanced at him. "They were strictly following the work regulations. It's completely correct...at most they pronounced it the wrong way."
Then I heard the Silver Knight start to promote the living conditions in the shelter, such as the large number of companions, advanced facilities, D-class personnel feeding every day (or feeding D-class personnel), rich spiritual life, and extra meals during festivals.
Chen Jing was stunned by what he heard and asked, "Did the evil god really take the bait?"
233 poked his kidney and said, "What do you mean by 'taking the bait'? It's about guiding them toward a new life. After a few years of labor reform, they can even hold public office."
Chen Jing smiled and said, "It often fails to contain the infected."
"Yeah." No sound.
Suddenly, a voice emerged from the fog, which was very contagious: "I..." Chen Jing had already imagined things like "world conqueror" and "lord of all realms".
“…I can’t find my way home, 嘤嘤嘤.”
“…” Deathly silence.
Chen Jing chuckled and was the first to laugh out loud.
Then Loki also laughed, but her laughter was very restrained.
…
The girl holding the pillow looked as if she never got enough sleep. She lay lazily on the table and let 233 play with her.
"Name?"
"Azathoth."
"Do you have a household registration certificate?"
"No."
"Do you have any memories of your home?"
"Yes, there's a naughty kid who sings and beats drums every day. It's really annoying."
"What else?"
"The alarm clock is so annoying."
"What else?" 223's veins popped out.
Azathoth shrugged and laid back on the table. "It's okay. Mh'ithrha came back to find me. He's the best."
"..." Chen Jing looked at the evil god: "Do you have many subordinates?"
"Kids are very capable, so all I have to do is get some sleep." As she said that, she fell asleep with the pillow just right under her head.
If it weren't for this pillow made of flesh and blood, Chen Jing would never have thought that the person lying there sleeping soundly was Azathoth, the leader of a certain unscientific evil god.
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