Chapter 913: Determining the Strategy

"Wei Se, twenty-one years old. Three years as a Sword Guest, cultivation at the Great Completion of Sword Guest, one step away from Sword Hero. Skilled in disguise, control, roleplay, intelligence gathering, and assassination. Is your sword related to disguise?"

"Hmm, somewhat related, yes."

"Then it is indeed suitable for a scout. But the urgent recruitment now is for battlefield scouts, not behind-enemy-lines scouts. There is no time for you to spend on infiltration. If it's a battlefield scout, to be honest, your strength is a bit low."

"……Has it come to this? I am only a hair's breadth away from being a Sword Hero; is that still considered low?"

"What do you think? This campaign is an all-out effort; scouts and grassroots commanders are in short supply, but we prefer quality over quantity because these are the most critical positions. Not to mention commanders, most scouts are at the Sword Hero level of cultivation. And you are not only just a Sword Guest, but also a support type, and your specialties don't even include speed……"

"I am capable of speed as well. In terms of martial prowess, I am not lacking, and I am skilled in speed and agility. I only reported those specialties because I thought they would be useful. I have many other skills."

"Useful, but not particularly useful; it was already borderline. It's just that……"

The recruitment officer of Sword Hero cultivation glanced at the young man before him, then lowered his head to look at the letter:

Although he did not think highly of this young man who had run over to apply as a scout, the recommendation letter he brought had a big reputation, and that could not be ignored.

Sigh, it's already the time of the final decisive battle, and one still cannot escape the trouble of connections.

Seeing the other party's conflicted expression, Wei Se said earnestly: "Actually, I have another strategy I wish to present to the camp commander together; it can both utilize my specialties and be of great use to the battlefield."

"You're even offering a strategy……" The recruitment officer said helplessly, "Fine, at a time like this, one cannot push away useful hope; what if it ruins the big picture? But I am not the commander; if you truly have a brilliant plan, don't tell me. Go tell the Scout Camp general."

Wei Se asked: "Scout Camp general? Can I meet him? Where is he?"

The recruitment officer looked a bit blank and said: "The general, he…… hmm?"

Seeing the blank expression opposite him, Wei Se felt a slight stir in his heart, finding it familiar.

Immediately after, his mind cleared slightly, and he said: "I know, I will go find him." Having said that, he walked directly toward the rear tent. The recruitment officer muttered to himself: "The general, who is it…… sigh, forget it if I can't remember. Next!"

Wei Se entered the camp directly. Although it was his first time here, he felt no confusion, as if there were a map in his mind. He walked straight through the gaps between the large tents and arrived at a tent that was not small in scale but inconspicuous. He announced his name outside, and after receiving permission, he walked in.

Once inside, he saw a familiar figure sitting in the tent, nodding at him, saying: "Wei Se has come too? I was just saying, you are good material for a scout; this is exactly the opportunity for you to show your skills. As expected, you thought the same."

Wei Se bowed and said: "General Wei."

This general was naturally his old acquaintance, Wei Zhangle.

After not seeing him for several years, Wei Zhangle was already the commander of the Scout Camp. His appearance had not changed much; he was still that person who, despite having decent features, had no presence at a glance. Standing there, he seemed like a puff of air; if one blinked and looked away, one could no longer notice him.

However, when he was not specifically hiding himself, he finally possessed the majesty and momentum of a high-ranking official. In fact, he was the leader of a scout camp; although still at the Sword Hero realm, his status and power were already no less than an average Sword Immortal. Given his cultivation, this was an early promotion.

This was not strange. Firstly, although Wei Zhangle had little seniority, he had truly made a great contribution—the contribution of saving the world, the first of its kind in the world. Although no one remembered, there were always those who did. Those who remembered happened to be able to recognize his merits.

Secondly, he was indeed competent. He had previously achieved great results while infiltrating the other world, and being a general of a camp was more than enough.

Although Wei Se was not very willing to work under Wei Zhangle, he had ended up under him after all the twists and turns. With the profession being a match, Wei Se could not refuse.

Wei Zhangle said: "Wei Se, there's no need to talk about our relationship; I know your skills. You were a disguise instructor at the Research Institute, and we have partnered before. Many young people who have infiltrated the Tianmo Jie now and performed excellently owe it to your teaching. But now our mission has changed. We don't need special missions like infiltrating behind enemy lines, making noise, or inciting rebellion; what we need is the most basic battlefield reconnaissance of a scout. The main purpose is to provide accurate intelligence for commanders, making it more convenient to surround points and strike reinforcements, and to coordinate the battlefield. Are you skilled in these?"

Wei Se said: "I can do these. I feel we shouldn't give up on behind-enemy-lines either, though? Instead of detecting the other side's movements and setting up encirclements on their path, it would be better to have the inner agents lead them directly into the encirclement. That way, we would be the ones taking the initiative."

Wei Zhangle pondered: "That makes sense, but such inner agents are not easy to cultivate. We spent three years back then to cultivate a few hundred students suitable for being inner agents, and most of them were infiltrated into the Haotian Faction. There are only a dozen or so inner agents on the side of the True God, and their status is not high yet; how could they fully exert their influence? This is just a supplementary strategy."

Wei Se said: "What if we don't need complete infiltration?"

Wei Zhangle thought for a moment and said in surprise: "You mean……"

Wei Se said: "Instant replacement is fine. If there is no high position, swap into a high position and then exert influence. I have done this before."

Wei Zhangle realized: "If it were you, you would naturally have such ability. But how many talents like you are there? It is truly……"

"Actually, it's not difficult."

These words were not spoken by Wei Se, nor by Wei Zhangle, but sounded abruptly in the originally empty camp.

Wei Zhangle and Wei Se were both shocked, blurting out:

"Brother Zhao!"

"Sir!"

They saw the Lamp in the camp flicker slightly, and the firelight split into a thin stream of light that flew out, transforming into the appearance of a person in the blink of an eye.

It was precisely Tang Zhao.

Although he was a flame incarnation, he was exactly the same as a normal person; his hair, skin, and clothing were all completely real, and one could not tell at all that he had just transformed.

Having not seen Tang Zhao for a long time, even Wei Se could not help but naturally reveal excitement on his face, saying:

"Sir, why have you come? Are you…… are you the real person?"

Tang Zhao laughed: "Not the real person, but there is no difference from my arrival. This is just a projection, a small Rule Trick I just learned. It's nothing else; I just saw you were here and came to say hello."

Wei Zhangle smiled slightly and said: "I have been here for several days, but I haven't seen you come to say hello."

Tang Zhao paused slightly and said: "Hmm, I have come to see you several times. Seeing you handling things with ease, majestic and impressive, and fully competent in the role of a general, I felt relieved."

He hurried to the main point: "I just heard, Wei Se's idea is good; that is, without needing to forge an identity to mix into the camp beforehand, one can just find a lone Tianmo and replace them, and then one can exert influence. In fact, the relationships within the True God's army are very thin; they are all strangers from various races, and they wouldn't be discovered in the short term. All that is missing is a means of disguise."

Zhangle said: "That is true. Wei Se's miraculous and fast disguise method is not easy; that is not Sword Art, but a technique."

Wei Se said: "I do have a few former fellow disciples whose mastery of disguise is not below mine, but their strength is not enough. Only my elder brother became a Sword Guest and barely qualifies. However, he also just became a Sword Guest, his strength is insufficient, and he didn't come to the Scout Camp. If he can be of use, shall I contact him?"

Tang Zhao waved his hand and said: "Disguise is still too slow. Now I have some small means that are just right to use, I can change directly……" As he spoke, his face began to change; at the beginning, it was still Tang Zhao's appearance, halfway through it had become Wei Zhangle's, and by the time he finished speaking, it had completely become Wei Se's appearance.

One sentence, three people, everyone was very real. Although the process of change was a bit eerie, he could shorten the interval between changes, not as frightening as the Dazai.

Wei Se asked in surprise: "This…… it looks real, but what about the touch?"

Tang Zhao said: "It's fine." He reached out his hand and grabbed Wei Se; sure enough, there was the feel of skin between the handshake.

This was truly the left hand shaking the right hand.

Wei Se said: "Is this Sword Art? Or Sword Technique……"

Tang Zhao said with a smile: "It is a small application of the Rules. Originally they were called Divine Right, but now let's call them Rule Tricks; after all, the gods are gone. Now in this world, almost only I know how to use them. These tricks have no great use, but they look infinitely profound."

Wei Zhangle said: "As expected of the only True God in the world, the Taixiong God."

Tang Zhao laughed and said: "You know that too."

Wei Zhangle said: "I have actually been infiltrating Wan Shen Gu all along; I know everything they know. I was the one who led the way when the True God's troops raided Wan Shen Gu that day. I hadn't been able to contact you, the Taixiong God, before, but didn't you descend later? You became the True God of the Haotian Faction, and I went to worship you with them; how could I not recognize you?"

One must know that the spies sent behind enemy lines back then included not only those students but also stronger people at a higher level, such as Wei Zhangle. However, Wei Zhangle's method of infiltration was different from others; he didn't need to construct an identity, he just infiltrated hard, infiltrating wherever he wanted to go.

Tang Zhao praised: "As expected of a strong person who could deceive the world, even I didn't discover it. What is called a mortal body, shoulder-to-shoulder with the gods, haha."

Wei Zhangle said with a hint of disdain, "You are becoming more and more like a god. Don't tell me you've become addicted to being a god?"

Tang Zhao laughed and said, "Being a god is indeed satisfying, but it's only a small satisfaction. I intend for this last god to fall this time. This world does not need gods. Weise's plan is good; I can provide technical support, so will you handle the arrangements?"

Wei Zhangle said, "I am not suitable. It would be best to invite a leader with a sense of the big picture to command. I also have my own plan..."

He looked at Tang Zhao and said, "Actually, my sword is not just Disappearance. There is another Sword Intent I thought I would never use again, but since this is the last time, I should try... to erupt!"