Chapter 310: Raising Troops, Base, Main Quest?

Young men all harbor a desire for progress, and in the Patrol Bureau, Li Shang and Feng Ju were unanimously recognized as the most promising candidates.

Of course, who ranked first, who second, and who would win the honor of "Most Improved of the Year" depended on who among them could next take the Patrol Bureau Chief's seat.

Chen Yang withdrew his longing and pulled his train of thought back to the case before him.

"Still, Old Captain's suggestion does have some merit, except he overlooked one crucial point: among the people involved in this case, those wearing this same skin as me are not just one person or one side, but two clearly opposing sides."

Chen Yang looked at the contents of his phone, his mind racing:

"One side wants to kill the Prison Warden, the other side is the Prison Warden. From what I heard from those prison guards I just met, they should be on the Warden's side. So I'm going to help this side kill the other side."

Based on the report guidance from 【Gravehead Old Tree】, Chen Yang soon reached the same judgment as Old Captain,

"This Prison Warden Qian Huan is basically as good as dead—a sinking ship about to break apart. I'll step on it twice to raise myself up, should be no problem, haha—"

Deep in his heart, Chen Yang had to admit that in making this judgment, besides calm rational analysis, there was also a touch of emotional impulse mixed in.

No way, young men are just full of vigor—he felt that the last scene in the elevator just now left him feeling especially stifled and annoyed.

He very much looked forward to one day having a chance to see that punchable smiling face again, only then he hoped to change the setting—for example, that person sitting behind iron bars while he stood outside them?

That scene would surely be very interesting!

"First, what I need to do is..."

Chen Yang's eyes lit up, he slammed the accelerator and drove toward the Incineration Plant.

On the other side, in the motorcade speeding back to the Prison, Feng Mu sat in the back seat with eyes slightly closed, resting his mind, unable to help but feel some emotion:

"Think back to not long ago, I had to rack my brains over a simple murder and corpse abandonment, several times ending up in a sorry state—how could I be as composed as now, even letting the Patrol Bureau help me dispose of a corpse?!!"

Feng Mu felt his compatibility with this world was growing ever greater, and he was gradually figuring out the game mechanics of how this world operated.

"Individual strength is certainly important, but the power of an organization is more important. Just by putting on a layer of skin, the height beneath your feet and the scenery are completely different."

"So, 【Destiny】's previous 'thug playstyle' was basically resisting the entire world single-handedly. It's not impossible, but this playstyle only suits numerical games."

"In the real world, this idea is too childish. Instead, one should learn to closely combine personal growth with the organization's expansion."

In other words, 【Destiny】 should not always confront the World Government head-on, but should seek a more clever strategy, like a parasite silently merging into it, making the World Government and 【Destiny】 become inseparable parts of each other.

Feng Mu pondered with his eyes closed. No one knew that 【Destiny】's future program reform had originally planted its first seed because of a small prison.

In his previous life, that great figure who overturned heaven and earth, in the most difficult and bitter moments, had once proposed a great strategy—encircle the cities from the countryside, thereby gradually taking control of the overall situation.

At this moment, Feng Mu's Nao Hai gradually sketched out a grand and far-reaching blueprint—reverse parasitism of the government by the prison.

"Step one is to transform the Second Prison into 【Destiny】's new nest, or more vividly, to hatch it into a tumor spreading toward the Nine Districts!"

Feng Mu slowly opened his eyes. In his original plan, he had only intended to convert the Second Prison into his own cafeteria.

However, thinking about it now, Feng Mu felt his previous vision was too low, still unable to shake off the small-farmer mentality. He should use the "Feng Mu" perspective to look forward to the day 【Destiny】 descends.

But this is understandable. After all, besides the prophet, no one can predict the future. Most people constantly adjust and revise their plans on the road of growth.

Just like rebels, they didn't start out aiming to become emperor. The world's richest person perhaps initially just wanted to earn a small goal.

【You performed a soul-cleansing self-examination, linking your development with a grander organization, and gained a completely new plan for Destiny's core program.】

【You are no longer just Feng Mu. You began to contemplate Destiny from the Feng Mu perspective.】

【You found the correct program for Destiny—Parasitism!!!】

【... Congratulations, your thoughts have undergone a great sublimation. You look a bit like a master of Destiny. Perhaps you can begin preparing to gather Destiny's old subordinates...】

【Destiny is waiting for its master to return to his throne.】

【Begin preparing!】

【ps: Want to raise troops? You first need a base you fully control!】

【The elevation of thought is far more terrifying than any action. Your Evil Index has greatly increased↑↑↑↑】

【Game Inheritance Degree has greatly increased↑↑↑↑】

【Your Game Inheritance Degree has increased to 13%!】

【You gained Special Skill Point*1, Normal Skill Point*1, and General Skill Proficiency*10000.】

【You gained Attribute Points*2 and General Skill Proficiency*10000.】

Line after line of subtitle prompts swept across his Retina. Feng Mu narrowed his eyes, focusing his Line of Sight on that particularly conspicuous line of text—【ps: Want to raise troops? You first need a base you fully control!】

A faint realization surged in his Nei Xin: "Raise troops? Base?"

An indescribable feeling lingered in his heart, as if this time, the system's special note was slightly different from previous prompts.

It was as if previous prompts were just ordinary side notes, while this prompt was... a main quest prompt?!!

This reminded Feng Mu of a classic game he played in his previous life—Red Alert. The player needs to first deploy the Base Vehicle for the game to officially begin, and "Second Prison" seemed to be his Base Vehicle?

"So, does this mean I've finally found my Base Vehicle?"

Feng Mu looked out the window. The towering walls rapidly drawing closer in his Line of Sight, the corner of his mouth curling into a warm smile like returning home.

Gong Qi suddenly turned his head, looking at Feng Mu who had opened his eyes. For some reason, he felt that his junior disciple brother seemed to have undergone some mysterious change, and the whole person's aura had an indescribable change.

"Junior disciple brother, what's wrong with you?" Gong Qi asked suspiciously. Reptilian creatures were still very sensitive to changes in aura.

Feng Mu gently blinked his eyes and replied, "Senior Brother, it's nothing. I just suddenly gained a deeper understanding of certain things."

A flash of curious light passed through Gong Qi's eyes as he pressed, "Oh, what kind of understanding?"

Feng Mu smiled brilliantly. "Simply put, I feel that the Second Prison needs my care and protection even more."

(Chapter End)