Chapter 1085

Huaxia War Zone

In the large meeting room, Lin Zhan watched the crowd sit down in single file, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

This meeting was convened due to the war zone confrontation and trial, but after looking at the report in his hand, he found it was again related to Lin An.

Since the Apocalypse broke out, of the meetings held in the capital, eight out of ten were about Lin An, and the remaining one was about Faction: Long An.

That name is like a nightmare, spoken of wherever one goes.

Seeing everyone seated, Lin Zhan didn't waste words:

"Everyone, there are two matters for this meeting."

"One, confirm the participants for the trial and who will lead the team. Also, how to communicate with Lin An's side."

"Two, the pressure for the war zone competition is expected to be huge, but the superiors' meaning is that we must win! This competition will have casualties; we must not only preserve our strength but also take first place! Therefore, the commander for the competition must be chosen well!"

Hearing Lin Zhan's proposed meeting topic, the people below wore strange expressions.

As for the first point, they also thought the Ministry of War was eyeing Lin An's points.

The second point... might as well just say how to let Lin An lead the team...

As expected, as soon as Lin Zhan spoke, someone from the third-level neutral faction below immediately responded:

"General Lin Zhan, regarding the next round of trials, I think we could perhaps have Lin An cooperate."

"We have counted 7,900 Awakened Ones who meet the trial requirements! This doesn't even include the scattered second-level individuals from the localities."

"If Lin An is willing to contribute points, the soldiers we dispatch can almost become third-level without loss."

"That's right, I think the same."

Beside the speaking officer, a higher-ranking official, the Army Commander of the Fourth Army Corps, nodded in agreement.

"The trial's death toll is too high; every peak second-level individual is elite among elites."

"Recently we've lost many third-level fighters; we urgently need reinforcements. In my view, if Lin An contributes points, we can instantly make up our losses."

On the main seat, Lin Zhan nodded:

"The Ministry of War is also considering this. The problem is, who will go and speak to Lin An?"

"How are the points to be exchanged? What if he asks for an exorbitant price?"

As the words fell, the faces of the third-level Awakened Ones below instantly turned a little embarrassed; faced with this question, how could they answer?

In the front rows, a few third-level individuals subconsciously turned to look at Xiahua and Nie Ping seated in the back rows, and others.

They are not very willing to communicate with Lin An, but the neutral faction has heard that they have been frequently trading with Faction: Long An recently.

In the mutual gaze, a third-level individual wearing a general star coughed lightly:

"Lord Xiahua, I heard you recently helped Faction: Long An exchange a lot of precious materials from the Capital War Zone."

"I think if you step forward to communicate with Faction: Long An, having Lin An contribute some points should be fine, right?"

Unlike the high-level officials sitting upright, Xiahua seemed independent of the group, casually replying without raising his head:

"Don't look at me."

"Precious materials? Exchange? How dare you say that with a straight face."

"Besides Faction: Long An wanting it, who else could you sell it to?"

"Furthermore, Faction: Long An gave a high price and technology. Do you think our Spiritual Energy Defense Tower just fell from the sky?"

Hearing Xiahua's blunt reply, the senior general who had spoken looked grim, but out of deference to Xiahua's status he did not retort.

"But everything Lin An wants to take is strategic material!"

"If it weren't for his contributions in the trial, we couldn't possibly exchange any amount of resources for him!"

How come, when faced with a moment that decides the fate of the entire war zone, he Lin An can't think of us? How many Awakened Ones can a single Faction: Long An scrape together to participate in the trial? Is he just letting his points mold away!?

Ignoring the questioning commander, Xiahua raised his head, looking at him with a half-smile:

What you said is quite right.

What price should we set for him to negotiate? One 100% three Fourth Rank slot for one Epic Tier Equipment?

His expression stalled, the standing Awakened Ones commander opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

He actually just wanted to say that giving Lin An some token resources would be enough, best to just give them directly.

After all, the capital is also quite poor.

Weapons lacking, food lacking, spiritual energy lacking, equipment lacking... giving anything makes him ache.

After holding it in for a while, he forced out a sentence from his mouth:

With the situation this difficult, him Lin An keeping his points is useless... the capital getting stronger is no bad thing for the whole war zone. If we weren't holding back so many Mutants, the surrounding war zones would have collapsed long ago. He Lin An should know, we're grasshoppers on the same rope.

As if he'd heard a joke, Xiahua stood up and walked away:

You guys talk, I'm not participating.

You getting stronger is good for Huaxia, but it's no good for his Faction: Long An.

How so, does getting stronger make it convenient to kill Lin An? Be frank, what everyone thinks in their hearts, do you really think he doesn't know?

Shaking his head, Xiahua finally turned his head:

I don't have that standing, and I'm embarrassed to ask Lin An for anything.

If you really want the points, then let Nie Ping step forward. Maybe Lin An will still sell you a favor.

Having said that, Xiahua gave a low chuckle, as if he'd thought of some huge joke.

The whole venue fell silent.

Watching Xiahua's retreating back, everyone's faces showed a complex expression.

That's right, they both see Lin An as a threat and yet have to admit he's very useful.

Under repressed emotions, everyone turned their gaze to Nie Ping.

In the main seat, Lin Zhan let out a light sigh:

Elder Nie, I know you have a good relationship with Lin An; even your subordinate Zhang Yong has been following Lin An throughout the trial.

I hope you can convey a message to Lin An.

No matter how things were before, no matter what conflicts we have between us. But in the face of the Greater Good, I still hope he, Lin An, puts the country first.

Nie Ping looked at the gazes of everyone directed at him, remaining silent without saying a word. He knew these people were unwilling to be the one to communicate with Lin An.

After a moment, he simply nodded calmly, turned, and walked out.

He didn't hear a single word of what he wanted to hear.

Outside the Third Legion's command room, an Awakened One holding documents seemed to recall something and hurried back into the command room.

But just as he turned the corner, several low voices came from the nearby staff department.

What if Lin An doesn't come?

The confrontation match is the best opportunity; we can completely send someone...

No matter what, we must let him participate; I suspect he may have discovered something...

His steps halted.

The Awakened One holding the documents suddenly froze, holding his breath.

By rights he shouldn't be listening here, but the words in the discussion instinctively made him sense something was off.

The people inside spoke in a way that sounded somewhat unfamiliar, not like members of the staff department.

In a strange impulse, he subconsciously activated his talent to conceal his aura.

All he saw was, through the slightly opened door crack, an unexpected scene appearing before his eyes.

That was—!?

His pupils suddenly contracted.

In the dim room, two snake heads that had emerged from the tops of heads were conversing, and the bodies occupied by those snake heads were unmistakably a familiar Awakened One to him.

His heart pounded wildly.

There are monsters in the military!? Is it a mutant or something!? Why can they speak!? He clearly greeted them just yesterday!

A few seconds later.

Almost as if fleeing, the man subconsciously realized he absolutely must not disturb them.

His whole body trembling, he directly left, only sprinting toward the command room after a hundred meters. He needed to tell the chief: monsters have infiltrated among us!

Chief!

Staff department! The staff department has been infiltrated by monsters!

With an extremely frightened voice lowered, the Awakened One who rushed in without any report shouted in panic.

In an instant, several high-ranking officials in the command room abruptly turned their heads to look at him.

Monsters? What monsters?

Looking at the chief's calm face, the man suddenly felt uneasy.

Without time to think further, he urgently pointed toward the distant staff department:

Snake heads! I saw a monster crouching over the chief of staff!

Oh, really?

Face to face, the usually dignified commander of the Third Legion glanced at him in surprise, then gave a meaningful soft laugh:

That really is...

Quite surprising...

The next second.

Pfft!

On the snow-white wall, a huge snake-head shadow slowly emerged from above the commander's head.

Blood spattered, splashing onto the wall.