Chapter 35 Humanoid Weapon 5

night.

[It's really strange. I haven't done anything yet, but the whitening value suddenly jumped to 50%. 】

The system suddenly started to grumble.

Yan Bei didn't hear clearly, [What? ]

After the system repeated it once more, Yan Bei asked, [Can I see which character gave the whitewashing value? ]

[I don’t know. I can’t tell.]

[Well, although I still don’t know why, it’s good news anyway.]

Yan Bei was still discussing the next plan with the system when suddenly a strange suction force began to pull at his consciousness.

After speaking to the system, Yan Bei did not resist and allowed himself to be summoned.

After a moment of dizziness, he came to a dark space, and a black shadow stood in front of him.

"Good boy." The black shadow said to him, "His Majesty has something to ask you."

After saying that, he turned around and looked behind him. Yan Bei followed his line of sight and the darkness around him began to roll. On a wide chair about ten meters away from him, a tall and majestic black shadow was sitting on it.

The black shadow waved at him, and Yan Bei walked over obediently. No, he did not walk over, but his legs carried him over.

Yan Bei knelt on one knee in front of the black shadow, lowered his head meekly, and touched his face with one hand. The skin was cold and as old as a dying crane.

A rough big hand lifted up Yan Bei's head, forcing him to raise his head and look directly at the darkness in front of him. Behind the rolling black mist, a pair of old eyes like an eagle were staring at him.

"Good boy, tell me, what have you been busy with these days?"

"I..." Yan Bei found that he couldn't even control his tongue. An inexplicable impulse required him to explain everything he had done to the person in front of him.

He almost let everything out, but fortunately the safety device set up in the system worked at the critical moment and he regained his consciousness.

"Your Majesty, I am completing the task you assigned me."

“I’ve seen you do a lot.”

“This is all for you.”

"Really? Why are you clearing out the barracks?"

"How can a useless army protect your Majesty's empire?"

"Then why did you save that nobody?"

"Because he is equally loyal to Your Majesty."

"Are you completely loyal to me?"

"I am completely loyal to your majesty."

"If someone is unfaithful to me."

"I will make sure he never speaks again."

"If someone betrays me."

"I'll make him pay tenfold."

"But that despicable rebel leader is invading my imperial capital again."

"I will bring his head back to your majesty."

"Good boy, go ahead."

…

"Doctor, my sword seems to be blunt."

"I will fix it, Your Majesty."

…

The rolling black fog faded away. Yan Bei opened his eyes again in his own body.

【What happened.】The system has no idea what just happened.

Yan Bei was in a daze for a moment, and then he recovered from the feeling of surviving a disaster. He started by praising the system, "Things produced by the General Administration are quite reliable."

[Is it really used?] The system was a little shocked.

【real.】

[That's quite lucky. Generally speaking, the executor's mental strength is not enough to encounter an existence that can affect his consciousness. But this unknown character can actually control your soul beyond the original owner's body.]

【So what kind of insurance was that you bought yesterday? 】

[You have realized it, haven't you? It is just an anchor, something that can stimulate the soul, but it is not useful all the time.]

[Will it ever fail? ]

[Well, but the possibility is very small. This is an entry-level world, so it is almost impossible to encounter it. Don't worry about it.]

[Okay.] Yan Bei still has confidence in the system that has always been with him.

-

Early in the morning.

The butler and two men in white coats were waiting for him in the living room.

The two men were dressed alike, with strange patterns embroidered on the hems of their shirts.

What were they going to do now? Yan Bei had no idea. He walked out of the room and just stood there, looking at the two of them expressionlessly.

"Mr. Yan." The butler smiled politely, "Today is the time for regular check-ups."

Yan Bei's gaze slowly moved from the butler's face to the two men. The two men looked straight into his eyes without flinching, their cold gazes as if they were looking at something.

Yan Bei frowned, his body and mind consciously rejecting the two guys, but he said nothing and followed the two who had already turned around.

The two men drove him to a place in the same direction as the military headquarters, but after passing through a winding passage, the car went straight downward and finally stopped in front of a gate at the end of the road.

Snap——

The overhead lighting was turned on, and Yan Bei lay down in the cabin, staring directly at the large area of ​​dazzling light. He had just been injected with drugs by the man in white, and now he could not move his whole body, and could not even blink his eyes.

Chi——

The cabin cover above his head closed, and a milky white liquid flowed out through the pipe, gathering inside the cabin and slowly rising until it completely covered Yan Bei.

After being covered by the liquid, Yan Bei's consciousness began to slip away uncontrollably, and he eventually fell into a coma. When he opened his eyes again, Yan Bei had already left the operating room.

The effect of the drug has not yet worn off and he still has difficulty controlling his body.

Seeing him wake up, a man standing in the room walked over.

The man was wearing ordinary clothes and had a warm smile on his face. He appeared in the room like an ordinary guest.

"Good afternoon, General Yan, we haven't seen each other for several months." The man greeted with a smile, then bent down and helped Yan Bei sit up.

"You may not remember me very well, it doesn't matter, General Yan, just answer my questions."

When he opened his mouth, a strange gravitational force began to emerge in Yan Bei's body, but was blocked by the safety installed by the system.

Watching the man on the bed become increasingly dazed, with the last bit of clarity in his eyes disappearing, Jiya opened the notebook in his hand and began to ask questions.

"So, has anything strange been going on in your mind lately?"

Yan Bei shook his head.

"Have you ever met anyone who made you feel uneasy?"

Yan Bei shook his head.

"There will be resistance to the orders given..."

“…”

The man asked the routine questions and found nothing unusual. Finally, he closed his notebook and stood up.

The man glanced at the time on the wall, then turned to look at Yan Bei who had already woken up, "It will take another two hours for the drug's effect to completely wear off. Do you want me to send someone to take you back?"

"No." Yan Bei turned his head away coldly, his whole body expressing resistance to the man's proposal.

"Okay." The man smiled and didn't force it. He left and closed the door without forgetting to say goodbye, "General Yan, have a good rest. I hope that our next meeting can be as peaceful as it is now."

Yan Bei sat against the wall for a while, but soon realized that he couldn't just sit there. Although he seemed to have safely avoided this inspection, the emperor must have been keeping a close eye on him. As a vicious dog loyal to the emperor, he should now be very active in defeating the rebels instead of wasting time here.

But he had just rejected the man's help subconsciously because of his body's resistance to this place, so who should he ask for help now?

As he was thinking, a wet figure suddenly appeared in Yan Bei's mind.

The sincere look in his memory made him trust her so easily.

It's decided that it's you, the new adjutant!

-

Lance was still in the military department at this time, and although it was called a handover, in fact, it was the accompanying officers who taught him what he was doing,

The accompanying officer explained everything he knew in detail, "As the commander's personal aide, there are many things that need you to do..."

Lance nodded in agreement. He had been listening very carefully, not daring to miss a single word.

"Before..." The accompanying officer seemed to remember something as he spoke, "Before you, there was an adjutant who was expelled from the barracks because he annoyed the commander..."

Lance blinked. At this moment, his communicator rang twice. He immediately took it off his belt and found that it was a message from a string of unfamiliar symbols. There was only an address and one sentence on the message page - come pick me up.

Lance was stunned for a moment, then he realized that this was a message from Yan Beifa. He immediately raised his hand to interrupt the accompanying officer's endless explanation, "Sorry, sir, I may have to leave for a while, because the commander is calling me over now."

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, with a hint of frivolous complacency.

The officer kept silent.

-

Lance drove quickly there, his destination was a strange house. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Yan Bei sitting alone on the bed.

"Commander." Lance called him, but there was no response.

He walked over and saw Yan Bei had his eyes closed, but they opened when he approached.

People tend to reveal some emotions when they just wake up, and even the commander is no exception. When he just opened his eyes, there was a hint of doubt and sadness in his eyes, but he soon returned to his cold look.

The commander said, "Go back."

"Okay." Lance responded.

But after they finished talking, neither of them moved for a long time. Lance didn't move because he was waiting for Yan Bei to move first, but Yan Bei didn't move because he couldn't move at all.

The two of them were in a stalemate for a while, and Lance was puzzled to notice something unusual. He opened his eyes slightly and found that the commander was sitting against the wall, and his body looked soft. It turned out that he was a little fragile and harmless, like a beautiful white cat.

The commanders I had seen before had never looked so defenseless. They were always strong and sharp, like a sword or a knife.

Lance understood something instantly. No wonder the marshal suddenly called him over for no reason. Then he asked cautiously, "Commander, do you need me to hold you?"

He kept paying attention to Yan Bei's expression while he spoke, and noticed that a hint of embarrassment appeared on the commander's cold face after he finished speaking, but he didn't say much, just nodded slightly.

After receiving the instruction of agreement, Lance slowly reached out, and put his hands around Yan Bei's armpits and knees to lift him up. The body under his arms was light and soft like a cat.