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Chapter 63 - 55: The Sci-Fi Underground Base (Thanks to the Alliance Leader ’Pretty Sister’!)

Chapter 63: Chapter 55: The Sci-Fi Underground Base (Thanks to the Alliance Leader ’Pretty Sister’!)

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Susan’s words hadn’t yet made Brian realize how impressive the person he killed was,

then the arrival of three fully armed helicopters sent by the NW organization gave him some idea.

This thing.

Even though Brian had lived in this Federation for twenty-three years, he had only ever seen such a display in movies; this was the first time he was seeing it in reality.

The treatment this time was completely different too.

When he got off the helicopter,

besides handing over his own firearms, he wasn’t asked by the base soldiers to cover his eyes.

...

NW organization headquarters.

Ace Base.

The white old man, Pavel, who had interviewed Brian before, was waiting with a group of people in white biohazard suits on the empty ground.

As soon as the body of the Transformer appeared,

it was immediately surrounded by those in biohazard suits.

In a moment,

these people and the disgusting body of the Transformer disappeared into a small room entrance at the base,

which was probably also one of the entrances to the underground base.

Pavel, on the other hand, approached with a smile all over his face.

...

Susan, still upset about Brian’s last ordeal, had the smile disappear from her face and said sternly, "Uncle Pavel."

But Pavel didn’t even glance at Susan.

He walked past Susan, warmly extending his arms towards Brian who was following, "Welcome back, my chosen elite, the pride of the Night Watchers, Mr. Brian, the entire Night Watchers will shine because of your deeds..."

Brian:...

This old guy last time even brought several fully armed soldiers, nearly about to kill him.

Now that there was a benefit,

he suddenly became his chosen elite.

Damn it!

Susan was even more furiously red-faced.

She directly blocked Pavel’s path, her tone dangerously warning, "Old man, I’m greeting you!"

Pavel awkwardly withdrew his open arms and explained, "Sorry, sorry, I was just too excited, Susan, you should know how much pressure NW organization has been facing since its establishment, now that we have some results, I got too excited."

Susan sneered disdainfully, "Mr. Pavel, you are just a logistics manager, what pressures should concern you! Keep your petty thoughts to yourself and step aside, I’m taking Brian to claim the reward he deserves, don’t get any ideas!"

Pavel: "I..."

Susan’s right hand hooked, and her thirty-centimeter-long revolver traced an arc, pointing the barrel at Pavel, "You know I don’t like to waste words!"

...

Brian next to her was stunned.

What’s happening?

How did it get to drawing guns while talking?

Pavel, staring at the gun pointed at him and considering Susan’s fierce combat record and stubborn mind, smiled bitterly and looked at Brian behind Susan, "Kid, following Susan must be the biggest fortune of your life."

After saying this,

he stepped aside.

"Hmph!"

Susan then slipped the gun back into the holster, yanked the cane off Brian’s hand, and despite Brian’s objections, hoisted him on her back, running towards a certain row of small rooms in the base.

A few minutes after they left,

several helicopters arrived at Ace Base.

A few young men and women in casual clothes hurriedly jumped down from the helicopters, only to see the dejected, smoking figure of Pavel standing there.

They exchanged glances, seeming to think of something, their faces flashing with disappointment.

Seeing this, Pavel exhaled a ring of frustrated smoke, "If you guys are here for that lucky kid’s reward, don’t bother, unless you think your skulls are harder than my niece Susan’s bullets."

"Mother T-Rex Susan?"

"She’s back?"

"Yes, buddy, you haven’t been following the news; she returned over a month ago. Hey, we all need to be more careful from now on."

"FK, that bitch got away with it!"

The group reacted differently, complaining for a while before turning back to their helicopters, leaving the base again.

...

Elsewhere.

Susan carried a dazed Brian on her back to a small room.

From the outside, the room looked unremarkable, and it wasn’t large either, just over twenty square meters. The wall facing the door had a plasma screen rarely seen on the market, and next to the screen was a small device similar to a clock-in machine at Brian’s old job.

"Team leader, this..."

"Shut up, if you don’t want the surprise spoiled, don’t disrupt me!"

Susan, panting heavily, dumped Brian to one side and brought her unique-colored NW exclusive watch close to the clock-in device.

With a beep,

an image of an expressionless woman flashed on the screen, her mechanical voice saying, "Sequence Staff Susan Adams, facial scanning in progress... Iris recognition in progress... Identity confirmed, Susan, welcome home."

As the voice fell,

a staircase leading downstairs appeared where the ground used to be seamless.

"Let’s go!"

Susan grabbed Brian once more and entered the staircase leading underground.

At the end of the staircase was an elevator.

Walking into the elevator.

Susan said directly, "Requesting access to headquarters!"

Above the elevator.

A green light scanned over Brian and Susan in the elevator.

After about a second.

The mechanical female voice that had been in the room before appeared again, "Request received... reviewing... review passed, temporary permissions granted, access to Passage 3 temporarily authorized, beginning transit..."

As the voice died down.

The previously motionless elevator gently shook and started operating.

By now.

Susan’s tense nerves finally relaxed.

Leaning against the elevator’s metal wall, she wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked at Brian, "It should be alright now. If you have any questions, ask them."

Brian spread his hands, "I want to know everything that I can!"

Equally secretive bases, equally advanced technology beyond the outside world, equally massive private armaments, equally conducting mysterious human body research...

In fact, he really wanted to ask, "Is our organization really called NW and not Umbrella?"

...

Susan was brought up short by Brian’s words.

"You want to know everything?"

Susan scratched her head,

"It’s a bit of a long story.

You killed the Transformer, which not only allows you to truly join the Night Watcher sequence but also gain a lot of merits.

Merits are a precious thing.

They can be exchanged for many wondrous items.

Like the Hemostatic Spray that stops bleeding with just a spray, the Body Repair Needle that can temporarily keep you alive with just an injection, the Skin Repair Liquid that makes you look over a decade younger after sleeping, the Active Potion that enhances certain parts of your body... and so on."

"That amazing?"

Brian caught on, "That old man from before, was he after the merits I have?"

Susan nodded, "Merits are valuable, only frontline B Sequence Soldiers and A Sequence scientists have the opportunity to get them, but trading merits between members isn’t prohibited. Often, newcomers are easily hoodwinked into exchanging their merits for worthless money."

Brian nodded thoughtfully, "So what exactly is a sequence?"

Susan pointed to herself,

"The sequence is essentially different divisions of labor.

Within the formal staff of the NW Night Watchers organization, there are three sequences.

A Sequence is for scientific researchers.

B Sequence is combat personnel, also called Soldiers.

C Sequence is for logistics and administrative staff at the base.

These don’t actually mean much."

Brian nodded thoughtfully, "Then what about Ivan and the other staff like me?"

Susan shrugged,

"Non-permanent staff.

Or temporary workers.

You can also understand it as support personnel.

Your position is also that of staff.

But you have no authority in the base, and you can be dismissed at any time.

This is also why you had to be blindfolded on your previous visits.

Money is your compensation.

Merits, on the other hand, are the goal for us group leaders.

Didn’t you wonder before why every group leader seems well-off at home?

Here’s the reason.

We don’t lack money, we lack merits."

Hearing this,

Brian finally felt as if he had touched just the tip of the iceberg of this world.

..

As they spoke,

the elevator halted after a few minutes of operation.

The door opened.

Before them was a tunnel with soft lighting, resembling a subway waiting area.

At the mouth of the tunnel,

two tech-filled cable cars had their doors open, as if waiting for their entry.

Susan pointed to the cable car at the back,

"Brian, go on.

You are non-sequence staff, you need to go upgrade your sequence and clearance first.

I will wait for you at the headquarters."

After speaking, she hurriedly boarded the cable car in front, disappearing from Brian’s view.

It was clear.

She had something urgently needed to exchange.

Watching the cable car carrying Susan disappear from sight,

Brian, limping along with anticipation, made his way toward the remaining cable car.

Wondering about the surprise Susan mentioned,

What exactly could it be.

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