Chapter 32 Humanoid Weapon 2

"Ah! What an arrogant fellow! He is just a paratrooper with no support. How dare he set up so many rules right after he arrived and offend everyone at the same time?"

"Does your wound no longer hurt?"

"Hiss—he's dead. Seriously, I'm going to tell my dad when I get home, and everyone else too. We've all made an appointment. Just wait and see. He won't last long."

"That's the new marshal, you haven't even figured out his background yet..."

"What are you afraid of? What could be his origin? I haven't heard of such a person in the imperial capital for decades. I think he is from the same place as those monsters that appeared out of thin air before... Hey - Eight Ice Seas? Why are you walking so fast?"

Shajia walked out with the crowd, still thinking about what he had just observed. At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind him. He was stunned for two seconds before he realized that the man's voice was calling him. Shajia immediately turned his head.

Not far behind him stood two of his good friends from the military camp. The one who called him was a tall and strong man, Kuvaren. His face showed his emotions and his fiery hair stood up. When he turned around, he said, "Why are you leaving alone? What's the matter? Come with me and Chief Garcia. I've asked a lot of people to come and celebrate with the bastard who was discharged today."

As he spoke, Kuvaren raised his chin and pointed his thumb at the person next to him.

Shajia didn't say anything, and followed his movements to look over. Garcia, who had one hand behind his back, was a thin and sharp man. His narrow eyes were half closed, and the arc of his mouth and the curved tail of his eyes formed two sets of brackets that echoed each other. Compared with the man next to him, he looked much less aggressive, but Shajia's heart was alarmed as soon as he looked at him. The cold eyes made him feel as if his disguise had been seen through.

This is a completely different character from the idiot next to him. If he refuses outright, it might make the two of them unhappy, Shaka thought, so he nodded expressionlessly.

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The three of them went to the Puli Club not far from the military camp. The reception manager led them in attentively. After entering, Shajia saw that there were already many people sitting in the room. He greeted those he knew and walked in and sat down in the corner.

He scanned the room for occupants.

Sitting in the middle of the room was a skinny guy with a bandage around his head. He was holding a wine glass in one hand, spitting and asking in an exaggerated tone.

"Hey, no, why are you all like this? Is that unknown guy really that scary?" Dite is the jerk who was just discharged from the hospital. He was scared to death by the virtual image in the last practical class. He has not been in the barracks for a few days, so he has no idea what has happened recently.

When they heard him mention that guy, the others lost all interest in having fun. One of them raised his hand and bumped Dieter's arm with disgust, saying, "Hey, don't mention that guy. It's such a bummer. He has caused chaos in the barracks these days."

The crowd laughed and quickly changed the topic, obviously not taking the new marshal seriously.

Shajia sat in the dim light, secretly watching the situation in the room. This was one of the favorite gathering places for these nobles, with luxurious and inhumane decorations for their extreme enjoyment.

Young and handsome men and women were waiting tremblingly on the sidelines to be played with, and there was also a muscular civilian who was performing for them with his life in the arena. Such a bloody, brutal and primitive drama was being played out on the huge crystal screen in the room. Shajia just glanced at it quickly and didn't look at it anymore.

In the room, the playboys who used the screams of their peers as background noise in their chat were still continuing their light-hearted and cheerful conversation.

"I heard that those little rats in the radiation zone have already spread outside the capital?" This was another new topic brought up by Dite.

“It’s really true.”

"Hahahahahaha little mouse, I didn't realize you, Dite, are so caring towards them." Kuvaren started pouring wine after he came in. He was already half drunk at this time, with a dazed look in his eyes, and he laughed out loud at Dite's stupid words.

"Isn't it? Those skinny, dark-skinned little mice who have to hide in the sewers because they can't afford the sunlight fees? God, they actually let such a group of little mice surround the capital. Those district armies that have been defeated in the battle are such wastes!" Dite put down the wine glass heavily and said angrily.

"Yes, yes, outsiders are indeed useless and cannot compare to Master Dite's action. By the way, isn't the new marshal mobilizing a new vanguard to test the depth of the radiation people? Dite, do you want to...?" A malicious voice encouraged the drunkard from the side.

After hearing this, Dieter opened his mouth and remained silent for a long time with a dull look in his eyes. However, the completely drunk Kuvalen suddenly stood up emotionally, with tears in his eyes, patting his chest and saying, "That's right! That's it, Dieter, you have to let those country soldiers from the outer districts see the style of the Imperial Army."

After saying this, he closed his eyes and fell down, fainting.

Dieter blinked, then laughed out loud, "That's right, hehe...if they dare to attack us, I will turn those beasts into ashes."

Unable to bear watching those idiots having fun over there, Shaka silently turned his head away, but at the other end of the room there was another beast fighting scene on a huge crystal screen.

In the clear transferred picture, human blood and beast blood were flowing all over the stage. The muscular man looked much more miserable than what was seen just now. He was covered with wounds and blood was gushing out. One of his eyes was blinded and covered with blood on his forehead. His body was staggering and about to fall, but his only remaining eye was emitting an unyielding light, and his eyes were as sharp as a beast in a clamp.

This familiar feeling attracted Koja involuntarily. He leaned forward slightly, staring intently at the man on the arena. He once practiced with Master Cliff and experienced the feeling of near death in blood and fire, but his indomitable will never made him give up. In Shaka's view, the reason why humans can become humans is because of this will that is different from that of beasts.

The man has reached an extreme state at this point. He only needs a little catalyst to break through his potential and become an Evolver.

Shajia was stunned unconsciously, and at this moment a cold voice suddenly woke him up.

"Yahime, what are you thinking about when you're staring at the screen so intently?"

When Shaka heard this, his body tensed uncontrollably. He tensed his face and slowly turned his gaze. Opposite him, Garcia was leaning forward with his chin supported by one hand, looking at him with a smile.

"Hmm? Was the battle exciting? Do you want to tell everyone about it?"

Because of Garcia's words, the others looked at him curiously.

Shajia's back was covered in cold sweat. He realized that he shouldn't have paid so much attention to the man just now. This abnormality was obviously noticed by this guy. Garcia is not a character that can be fooled. Although he seems to be hanging out with these idiots every day and doing nothing, he is actually a powerful guy in the army and is favored by the House of Representatives.

It seemed like he was just asking casually, but he might have already started to suspect Shajia's identity. He temporarily suppressed his turbulent thoughts and began to think of words to deal with this troublesome guy.

"No," the man who had been sitting in the corner and not chatting much frowned, "He's just a dead man, nothing to look at, not even as good-looking as our new marshal."

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect you to have such thoughts..." Dite burped and was about to change the topic.

But Garcia's calm voice interrupted him, "Oh - I thought you were worried about him? What a pity..." He glanced at the crystal screen casually. At this time, the battle on it had already ended and the cleaners were cleaning. "It only takes a little catalyst for that villain to escape and become an Evolver in one leap?"

"Haha... How can the catalyst be wasted on such a bastard? Garcia, I didn't expect you to be good at telling jokes..."

"Lieutenant Yahimi, the way you talk to your superiors without distinguishing between superiors and subordinates makes you look like those scumbags in the radiation zone."

The atmosphere in the room became tense, and those lazy playboys stopped chatting one after another, their blank eyes moving between the two people confronting each other.

Sha Jia's heart skipped a beat and he immediately realized the trap. He slowly clenched his hands hidden under the table and forced a flattering smile with great effort.

"Please forgive my offense, Colonel Garcia, but you can't target me just for an insignificant civilian."

"Haha, a few days ago, General Faji caught a few spies in the radiation zone. Lieutenant, have you heard about it?"

"Do you doubt me?" Shaka asked quickly, but Garcia just smiled and didn't respond.

The room fell into the silence before the storm.

Garcia's words made many people who were watching the situation here become suspicious and malicious. Others sat up straight, ready to guard against him.

At this moment, the door was suddenly opened.

The eyes of most people in the room suddenly turned over there, and they saw a tall and slender figure in a silver-white uniform standing against the light at the door.

Someone frowned in dissatisfaction. Who would dare to disturb them at this time? But when he saw that cold and beautiful face, he shuddered suddenly and sobered up instantly. Wasn't this guy who suddenly appeared the new marshal they had just discussed?

Everyone who knew Yan Bei kept their mouths shut.

But Dieter was already drunk, and he had taken several days off and didn't know the new boss at all. When he saw the person standing at the door, he whistled without thinking and said happily, "Hey, it's just right. Where did this new stuff come from?"

"Where is the beauty, Dite?" Someone turned around with a smile after hearing his words, but when he saw Yan Bei's face, he was so scared that his face turned pale. The wine glass in his hand fell to the ground, clinking and rolling for a long distance, and finally stopped in front of a pair of black boots at the door.

The room was unprecedentedly quiet. White, who was looking for death, touched his nose in confusion, as if he had sensed something was wrong. "What's wrong with you guys? You look so dead. It can't be that the devil has come here."

Immediately after he finished speaking, a cold voice said, "Dit Xi, what does Article 34, Item 5 of the Military Regulations say?"

"What? You ask me?" How could that idiot answer that?

Yan Bei did not say anything else. He scanned the layout of the room expressionlessly. He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the protagonist in the corner was still intact. Then he turned his gaze back to Dite who had offended his superior.

With no intention of continuing the conversation with the drunkard, he walked into the room and stepped on the wine glass that was rolling over. After he lifted his foot, only a flattened piece of wine was left on the ground.

Yan Bei walked in and pulled Diet out of his seat, then looked at the other people in the room, "During the war, the Imperial Army prohibits all entertainment. Everyone will be punished for serious violations. Now go back and find the executioner to confess your mistakes."

After saying this, he didn't even look at anyone, and walked out holding the drunkard Dite in his hand.

Watching the white figure leave, everyone who was left there breathed a sigh of relief. No one was in the mood to gossip anymore, let alone the inexplicable quarrel between Shaka and Garcia. No one would take it to heart.

Everyone in the room left in twos and threes, looking dejected. Shajia also followed the crowd and walked away silently.

Because of Yan Bei's sudden appearance, Sha Jia escaped an unnecessary conflict, but he still couldn't help feeling a little confused. The new marshal of the Imperial Army appeared too timely. There were so many playboys who disregarded military orders in the entire barracks, why did he only appear here today?

He couldn't figure it out because he couldn't grasp the key. But no matter what he thought, his companion who had been in contact with him breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh my God, it was so dangerous just now. That's the center of the empire, where countless elite troops are stationed. I can't imagine how you would escape if you had a conflict with them."

"Shajia, you'd better come back soon. The teacher said that as long as you come back safely, we will forgive you and will never hold you accountable for your mistakes."

Shajia chuckled, "The teacher must be sitting next to you. Don't try to fool me, Buck."

Buck was provoked by him and got angry. "Hey! I say, you are so persistent, could it be that you got some news about your brother from somewhere?"

Without hearing a reply from the other end, Buck knew that he must have guessed right again, and he could not help but remind him helplessly, "I guess that's it. I know that he is your only relative and is very important to you... But no matter what, you must remember that your own safety is the most important thing. You are as important to the teacher and us as a family member. Our team cannot be without a captain!"

"I got it... I won't die, so you can rest assured." Shajia pressed the pocket on his chest, then stepped over the threshold of the club and walked into the magnificent, prosperous and bustling Pulley Street.