"Do you also think Syuen's management is bad?"
"Given Syuen's eccentric daily behavior, if it wasn't for the NMIPH law engraved in Nikke's mind, he would have died many times." Glenn remembered Syuen's annoying face and couldn't help but make a sharp comment. "Any other documents to submit?"
"No, nothing else."
"Well, rest, tidy."
"Understood, Commander. By the way, do you have any plans lately?" asked Neat.
"Before Ark's patience runs out, we must go to the Surface for a long-term mission." Glenn knocked on the table softly with his knuckles. These two attacks have strengthened his determination to develop independently on the Surface.
Outpost is still too restrictive. He must take into account the feelings of others for everything he does. As long as he offended those in power, a word from them could keep Outpost in chaos on a daily basis. How could he achieve such a great feat of liberation by associating with humans whose hearts were full of evil plans?
"It is time to leave the Ark and set up our own base, Immaculate."
"But Commander, there are no long-term habitable strongholds on the Surface." Neat explained, "You should know that some Raptures have the ability to monitor heat. These machines will patrol the Surface endlessly, looking for human traces. Even if we build a fortress, with the current number of our troops, it will probably be difficult to resist the Rapture Army."
"It's okay, let me tell you a secret that I just found out. In addition to Ark, there are other survivor strongholds on the Surface."
"!!"
Neat was a little surprised. This news somewhat shocked him. As a seasoned veteran, he found it hard to imagine humans surviving on the Surface. After all, even Nikke with their steel bodies couldn't resist the Rapture Army. How could a fragile human be able to resist the Rapture?
"Neat, where there is a will, there is a way. Since some people can build a fortress on the Surface, we should be able to do that too. Also remember to keep it a secret. Don't tell anyone this news except Anis and him."
"Understood, Commander."
With a heavy heart, Neat left the Commander's Office. He needed time to digest the information he received today and also pass on this news to Anis and Neon.
"So, we're going to the Surface for another long-term mission?"
Anis, lying on the bed with one leg in a sock and the other bare, was used to it. She casually pulled out a bag of potato chips from under the bed, tore off the wrapper, and put it in her mouth. Chewing, she said, "Hmm, to be honest, I guess I'm Nikke who travels a lot, huh? Since Marian returned to the team, I feel like I've gotten used to all this."
"By the way, the Commander told me who to hit, and I hit him. Life without a brain is good."
"What about Neon?" Neat stared at Neon.
"Eh, ask me? I am a spirit who believes in the power of fire. As long as I follow the Master, my fire power will one day reach its highest form." Neon didn't mind, and even gave a unique insight. "And everything, think about it, if we are going on a long-term mission, then the Master will not be able to play with Nikke in the Ark."
"That's right!" Anis patted her thigh and shouted, "I'm annoyed to see those bitches fooling around with Commander every day. After the mission is complete, I will tell my Surface journey with Commander to everyone in the group. I have to make them jealous!"
"What do you mean by 'vixen', Anis?" Marian sat up from the bed and asked curiously.
"She means a woman who is very good at seducing men!" Anis glared at Marian. Despite looking innocent, this girl clearly had nine or even ten points of potential. After all, a while ago, Marian had even planned a plan to attack the Commander secretly at night.
What a cunning person! Even Anis didn't dare to be that brave, but this little girl had acted first. That's outrageous.
Facing Anis's sharp gaze, Marian smiled and said, "Then I'm definitely not. I love Commander from the bottom of my heart."
Anis frowned. "Marian, by the way, did you secretly eat my snack again today?"
Marian: "No!"
Anis: "One can of orange-flavored carbonated drink is gone, and two of my Super Perperts are also gone. If you really ate it, I have bad news for you: the snack is damned!"
Anis widened her eyes and emphasized her tone, her serious expression frightening Marian. He nervously asked back, "This snack is cursed?"
Anis nodded and said solemnly, "Yes, this is a snack cursed by Rapture. Once eaten, the person who eats it will slowly turn into a vending machine within three days."
"Vending machines?!"
"First, your feet. On the first night, you will see your legs slowly harden and fuse, eventually turning into the basic shape of a vending machine due to the curse.
On the second day, when you wake up, you will find your body slowly starting to harden. Your skin will turn into a white fluorescent screen, with drink buttons built into it. By the time you get to the hospital, it's too late.
On the third day, you literally become a vending machine. You stand alone in that room, unable to return to your original form, and not even the Commander recognizes your current form. And that's what the damned snack is called."
"So, that snack, was it really not eaten by you, Marian?"
Anis's serious attitude scared Marian, her face paled, and even her teeth began to rattle uncontrollably. Will eating a snack secretly really turn her into a vending machine?
"Marian, I believe in you, I really believe in you." Looking at Marian's pale face, a triumphant smile appeared in the corner of Anis's mouth. After two coughs, she said, "Even though it's a damned snack, there's an antidote.
It is enough to eat toothpaste twice before going to bed, then put socks on your hands and gently pat your face ten times, then the curse will be lifted.
I already told you how, Marian, but I believe you, the damned snack was definitely not eaten by you."
Anis finished her sentence, then hid under the covers and began to snore, pretending to be asleep.
Marian silently watched Anis for a while, and after making sure she was asleep, she tiptoed out of bed, took the toothpaste from the cupboard, and quietly ate it.
That cold toothpaste tasted weird. After Marian swallowed it with a guilty expression, she whispered, "Wuwu, it feels really bad, but I don't want to turn into a vending machine. Commander's not gonna like me then…"
"Pfft."
Listening to his sad monologue, the Three Counterattack Squad's little children couldn't help but laugh.