Chapter 25 Added
When the fuse buried on the front line began to ignite, Shen Jian had just perked up a little when he received Mo Yi's communication.
He was silent for a while, then turned his gaze to the flickering projection of Xu Yinmo, who tactfully raised his hand and said, "Sir, this has nothing to do with me. I didn't even provoke you. I was just counting mushrooms."
Shen Jian asked him coldly: "How many mushrooms are there?"
"To be honest, there are more than 300 mushrooms that are transporting nutrients to feed other mushrooms." The projected human body moved and raised a slightly crazy smile. "Wait a moment, I will pick them for you to eat with wine."
Shen Jian watched as the projection flashed faster and faster, and then quickly disappeared.
[Sir, Mr. Xu Yinmo is 99.99% sure that the signal is unstable because he took the measurement cannon.]
Shen Jian sighed.
"I originally thought that people trained by the government would be different from you...at least they would be more reserved?"
Who knew things would be so crazy on the battlefield, just like when civilian staff and researchers were fighting over budgets, experimental projects, and documents.
That's right! They would even snatch documents to read. Shen Jian had to doubt their mental state and even asked them tactfully. The answer he got was that they loved to read.
Shen Jian: ... ... What do you like to see? This pile of shitty documents?
Shen Wenyan, who was sitting on the small sofa, tilted his head, “How should I put it? If the sir had collected fewer subordinates, then we wouldn’t be so rolled up.”
Shen Jian paused stiffly, pretending that he hadn't heard it, and turned his attention back to the communication that had been ringing for a long time as if nothing had happened.
To be precise, this is not communication.
It is a "forced communication" that invades the private network system and causes the grid to be spontaneously alert, reporting the intruder all the way, and directly connecting the communication to the simple leader line in one step.
Usually, it symbolizes the absolute control of one organization over another.
But he never expected that Solomon would intercept it in the first round without any hesitation. In order to delay time and avoid being discovered by the enemy, he even protected this weak signal and walked around the signal boundary of the Wuyan Tower twice before presenting it to Shen Jian.
Shen Jian almost couldn't help laughing, but he didn't answer. He just sat in the leader's position with his hands folded and didn't move, as if the warning flashing red light in front of him was a product of another dimension.
The person who answered the phone was Shen An.
Who knows who is on the other end of the line? Not everyone is qualified to have the leader of an organization answer the call.
He snatched the communicator with a smile but fierce movements, "Hello~ May I ask whose family this little thing is from? Do I know if I should bring a gift when entering someone's house?"
The person on the other end seemed shocked by this way of speaking, and after a while he said dryly, "Are you the operator of the Immortal Tower? We would like to request your leader to make a call..."
"So what do you want?" Shen An interrupted him with a smile, "Excuse me, who are you?"
"…The medieval side, the lieutenant of the leader of Shimmer."
Shen An's expression changed, he seemed to want to see Shen Jian's expression, Shen Wenyan shook his head very slightly at him.
The gentleman won't care about this, Shen Wenyan thought.
Even in their view, not to mention that this was the adjutant of the affiliated leader, even if only the leader of the affiliated organization was used to make this communication, it was already a serious provocation that made people angry.
As expected, Shen Jian's expression did not change. He calmly turned his head to look at the command room. An entire wall over there had been completely demolished, and thousands of screens that weakened radiation were working.
Shen Jian's thin black irises reflected the scene of the battleship taking off on the center screen. The giant barrier, which had been built less than five hours ago, was hit by the laser emitted by the battleship's sinking experiment, making a loud noise.
He could almost imagine civilians covering their children's ears.
Shen Jian calmly withdrew his gaze and silently calculated the casualty budget for nearly a week, but he did not regret it at all.
He has to fight. If he doesn't fight, he will be beaten. If he doesn't fight, he will die.
Shen An retracted his gaze from carefully observing Shen Jian's label and said softly, "So, I am a C-level operator of the affiliated organization of the Wuyan Tower in this war."
"But my leader has given me the rights of an adjutant." Shen An blocked the other party's request for someone of the same status to answer the phone, "What? When did you give me the rights? Just now when you said you were an adjutant."
The person on the other end was silent for a while, as if he had finished communicating with someone, and resumed his normal social etiquette, "The Medieval side hopes to sign an agreement with the Wuyan Tower. Civilians are prohibited from participating in this war."
"After all, wars over the years have proven how serious the casualties caused by civilians participating in the war are. We don't want the death toll in this war to be too heavy."
The other person's voice was very serious, round and generous, as if he was a specially chosen person. He sounded very righteous and very suitable to be the host of the news.
It was as if he had traveled thousands of miles and invaded the system to make this call just to solemnly declare his compassion for the people, as if Wu Yanta had no reason to refuse, otherwise the gentle policy towards civilians that he had established would collapse.
"Ha." Shen Jian laughed almost at the same time, "Not bad, he can finally act like a leader this time."
They all knew what was hidden behind this kindness: as long as civilians were prohibited from participating in the war, it would be equivalent to completely abandoning the channel for civilians to be promoted, thus cutting off the long-standing civilian-biased policy of Wuyan Tower.
But from the perspective of most uninformed civilians, whoever forces them to participate in the war is the devil.
"As soon as Wu Yan Ta rejects this proposal, you will immediately use the recording to publicize Wu Yan Ta and encourage civilians to join the war, right?" Shen Jian said almost with a smile.
No one in the office answered. Even Shen Pingyan, who had come out to deliver documents and listened for a while, did not dare to respond to this sentence. He pushed his glasses and took the processed documents away.
"..." Shen An stopped talking. After a long time, he said slowly, "Hand the communication to Mo Yi."
"Sir, I am the adjutant of the Leader of the Glimmer. We don't have..."
"Give the communication to Mo Yi." Shen An repeated again, "Do you think such news would be delivered by an adjutant as ugly as a papaya?"
The communication was silent for a long time this time, Shen An threw it directly to the ground and walked in front of Shen Jian.
Shen Jian did not stop him. He almost indulged as he watched his very angry subordinate walk around the desk and come very close to him. He lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "Sir, they bullied me."
Shen Jian patted his shoulder.
"...want to go to the front, sir."
Shen Jian paused, turned his head to look at the communicator that had been flashing lights, and said nonchalantly, "Wait a moment."
Shen Wenyan lowered his eyes and took a sip of tea, “Mr. Shen An, please do not use improper reasons to gain the gentleman’s sympathy. Your business is not over yet.”
He raised his chin to indicate the communicator on the ground, which was flashing red again, meaning that the person communicating had changed.
Sure enough, the next second, Mo Yi's gentle voice sounded helplessly, and he immediately stripped Shen An of his vest: "I'm sorry, Mr. Shen An, I hope my subordinates didn't offend you."
"Just now, I found out that he called you."
He brushed the matter off lightly, then quickly changed the subject, "So, do you think the decision not to allow civilians to participate in the war is correct?"
"It's a rare decision, Mo Yi." Shen Jian took over this time, and he commented lightly, "It's also a rare decision for leaders to communicate before the war, Mo Yi."
"We all know what you want to do, but I can answer your question quickly." Shen Jian glanced at the communicator that flashed red light as if breathing, as if looking through it at someone who was smiling and playing with the white snake in his hand, "I will respond on our behalf to the decision first proposed by the Middle Ages."
Before the other side could speak, Shen Jian continued, “But we are willing to respect the wishes of civilians. If civilians voluntarily participate in the war, or exchange participation in the war for benefits, I think we should not refuse.”
In the medieval station, Mo Yi's face instantly turned cold, and the white snake hissed in pain - Mo Yi tightened his hands uncontrollably, and it was almost broken in half.
"Can we still stop the young men and women who want to make contributions, Mr. Mo Yi?" The magnetic voice in the communicator continued to come, "I think we need to pass this supplementary consensus, what do you think?"
Mo Yi heard the other party's understated summary: "Although, it's a little too late now."
"Snap." The beads hanging in Mo Yi's hand broke.
In the medieval command room, no one dared to move. Everyone was frozen. Even the recorder's raised arms were welded straight in the air. Fear filled the room. The ground seemed to be covered with a layer of cold air, making people's feet feel as if they didn't exist.
No one even dared to look up at the leader's expression. Mo Yi had never punished his subordinates without reason, but "reason" was never a "reason". "Reason" was just an objective fact, while "reason" contained extremely strong personal emotions.
But in the Middle Ages, there was no one like Shen Pingyan who dared to stand up and calm the emotions of the people.
They all knew clearly that their boss had been defeated in the first leadership confrontation.
He was pulled out of a game where he was the banker and had almost no flaws, and then he was drained of all his blood and thrown off the board.
After a while, a very obvious laugh came from the communicator that had not made any sound for a long time, "Mo Yi, thousands of troops were defeated in your hands."
"I think, everyone in the Middle Ages, why don't you change the war commander? I'm afraid I won't be able to fight for a while?" Shen Jian said with a smile.
The communication was disconnected.
The three people present went to see the communication that was hung up at the same time. Solomon's expression turned into confusion. Then he went out, came back to get the cleaning tools, and crushed the communication obediently for garbage recycling.
Shen Jian shrugged: “I think this is just my appropriate counterattack.”
"Yes, sir." Shen Wenyan agreed with his leader without hesitation, "You are extremely generous in giving these small counterattacks."
"In a moment, I will convey the treaty proposed by the Middle Ages through the front-line broadcast," Shen Wenyan stood up and connected to the communication, "I hope Xu Yinmo has finished picking those little mushrooms."
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