Chapter 317: Promoted to Level 3 Staff, Title: Disaster (First Order, Additional Updates 11 12)

Dean and Brian were not too worried about the reaction of the Holy Council.

The possibility of the fish dying and the net breaking is very small.

Throughout history, you will find that whether you are in the East or the West, whether you are a powerful person or an emperor, as long as you have a normal mind, once faced with a choice that threatens survival, compromise is the most common way for them.

The reason is simple: they have too much.

The more you have, the less courage you have.

Under the premise that Dean and others have the ability to seriously injure or even destroy one or more of them, these families and forces will not take action easily without absolute certainty.

They have no need to gamble.

As Dean expected.

At dawn, he received a message from General Brinton, indicating that the Holy Council that had taken over had invited him to negotiate and resolve this matter together.

Dean left the communication device with Brian and said in a serious tone:

"Listen, Brian.

This time there is a high probability of a good outcome, but we must prepare for the worst!

If I don’t come back, leave the West, leave your colleagues alone, and leave Susan alone. Come back when you reach the third level of life, and then execute all the members, families and forces of the Holy Council, top and bottom, men, women, old and young. !

Life will find its own way.

you know what I mean. "

Brian nodded: "Lao Deng, don't worry. Even if something happens to you, I will take good care of Susan and the Adams family."

He understood what Dean meant.

The other party was telling him that if the Holy Council decided to take action, then hide and develop, and wait until the strength is enough. Don't care about such bullshit deep sea defense lines, the fate of mankind, etc. There will be revenge and massacre of clans and families!

This fits Dean's character.

But Brian certainly wouldn't let that happen.

He had better ways of handling it.

Dean listened to Brian's promise, but always felt strange.

He coughed and said, "No, I've made arrangements a long time ago. Just take care of yourself when the time comes. The Adams family will have the means to protect themselves. Susan, you don't have to worry, she knows my secret base."

Brian:

Lao Deng is really good at reading people.

The two ended up joking.

Brian looked at Dean, who was slowly floating in the air, and told him his plan to intimidate him: "If those idiots really decide to take action, tell them that I have stored a large number of memetic contamination recordings and placed them all over the world. They have the ability to turn their living environment into hell at any time.”

Dean was stunned: "Can it be done?"

Can this thing be stored?

Brian shrugged:

“Of course not, but they don’t know.

They'll just think we have some way of storing it.

In addition, if I think about it, I already have the ability to destroy the world.

The ability of memetic contamination is very strange. It is an imperceptible means of communication. It should not be so lethal, but it can be spread with the help of modern equipment and quietly. There is no way to prevent it in advance.

Forget it.

Every infected organism will become a new source of infection..."

As he spoke, Brian sighed with a look of helplessness on his face: "I'm really strong now, so strong that I'm even afraid of who I am now."

Dean: "..The thickness of your skin is truly amazing. Brian, you are the first young man to make me feel old."

Having said that.

But Dean reasoned according to Brian's words and did feel hopeless.

This guy now seems to really have the ability to severely damage the entire human civilization.

As for destruction.

Unless Brian could infect all of humanity in an instant, it wouldn't be possible.

Because as long as he takes action, he will be found and killed soon.

Humans are not that fragile.

But Brian's words gave Dean reassurance.

He stopped inking, waved his hand, and flew towards the deep sea base.

Wait ten seconds.

Brian took off his shirt and jumped into the deep sea. After entering the water, two huge bat wings extended from his back, spraying countless air currents, leading him to follow.

Treat him with sincerity.

He treats people with sincerity.

Brian already knew the true situation of the giant octopus, so it was naturally impossible for him to really let Dean take the risk alone.

It would be better if those people in the Holy Council knew better.

If you don’t know the truth, don’t go back to this third group of people!

In the end, Brian still failed to get close to the deep-sea base.

The level of science and technology here is at least 20 to 30 years higher than the outside world.

Close to the deep sea defense line, the water is full of detection equipment and patrolling underwater robots and unmanned submarines.

Because there are no living creatures around, there is no need to worry about machine misjudgment.

Needless to say, there must be satellites overhead that are locking onto this area 24 hours a day.

In this situation, even a versatile player like Brian doesn't know how to sneak into the base in front. He can only wait under the water, ready to turn on the gun as soon as there is any movement and launch an indiscriminate massacre to rescue Dean.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Just when Brian was having some random thoughts, only about thirty or forty minutes had passed, and Dean appeared over the sea with a smile on his face.

"It depends. It's a good conversation."

Brian didn't hesitate.

He removed the bat wings from behind, emerged from the water, and waved to Dean above his head: "Here!"

It's inappropriate to risk your own life by following him without showing your face.

Dean just came out and wasn't flying very fast.

When he saw Brian suddenly emerging from the bottom of the water, he was stunned at first, then comfort flashed in his eyes, and finally turned into a scolding: "The Brian I know is not so stupid. Do you think I will follow you when I see you?" Are you moved? You... are not right, sour radish Bichi! How did you keep up with me?"

Brian patted the water splash: "The desert island is only seven or eight hundred nautical miles away from here, not far away. Stop talking nonsense and pull me up!"

Dean:..

1 nautical mile is equivalent to 1.852 kilometers.

Seven to eight hundred nautical miles is a distance of one thousand fourteen to five hundred kilometers.

It only took about an hour to fly here and negotiate. Even if Brian followed him immediately after setting off, the speed would be abnormally fast.

But seeing that Brian was obviously unwilling to talk, he was too lazy to talk nonsense.

Dean waved.

An invisible force descended around Brian and lifted him out of the water.

"Damn boy, it's so heavy!"

Dean complained and took Brian directly back to the deep sea base.

Seeing this, Brian wondered: "Is it okay for us to appear there together?"

Dean shook his head: "It's okay. Now I am a special member of the Holy Council. I have the bottom-level core authority of the base's artificial intelligence. I am also a member of the Military Committee of the Joint Military Department. We can now walk sideways in the deep-sea base."

Brian:? ? ?

What exactly did you talk about?

During the flight.

The patrolling drones actively avoided Dean flying over.

The hidden turrets and turrets with a sci-fi flavor also took the initiative to move away from the aiming action.

When Dean and Brian landed at the previous airport, a group of soldiers on duty saluted Dean respectfully and escorted them to a supersonic aircraft that had been refueled.

"Is it so efficient?"

Brian looked at Dean suspiciously.

Dean nodded: "This is the airspace network. Each base personnel is equipped with communication equipment, so they can see my portrait and information immediately, and the identity is verified by artificial intelligence. The technology here is almost thirty years ahead of the outside world." For many years, these were simple things.”

Get on a supersonic plane.

Dean opened his biomagnetic field and enveloped the entire plane. After getting a little familiar with it, he waved to Ben Jeddon who came over: "I'll send him back first and come back later. We'll talk about that matter when I get back."

Ben Jeddon nodded: "There is no rush. According to the plan, we still need to wait for the construction of the space station. We still have at least more than a year to plan."

Under the watchful eyes of a group of people from Bengtton, Dean flew a supersonic plane and left the deep-sea base again.

Watching the fuselage disappear into the clouds.

A high platform somewhere.

A blond young man touched his chin and thought to himself: "It's interesting that Brian, a human being, can master the power of blasphemy. The platform has been set up for you. I hope you won't let me down."

a long time.

The young man looked at an old man who was waiting behind him: "Stay here and focus on this Brian's news for me. Don't be as self-righteous as those idiots in front of you."

The old man nodded respectfully: "Follow your teachings, grandfather."

Behind the old man, there was a group of middle-aged men and women in gorgeous clothes standing.

The appearance and temperament are almost the same as those of the previous agents of the Holy Council.

But at this moment, they all stood respectfully at the back, even more respectfully than some of the old men in front. They didn't even dare to look up at the blond young man standing in the front, as if he was some kind of bloodthirsty beast.

The blond young man nodded: "As for Dean, I have used his qualifications for the second lunar exploration and some positions to send him away. As long as the follow-up resources are in place, he will not pay attention to the affairs of the deep sea base due to his character. You ignore it. That’s it, okay, I’m going to go back to sleep.”

After saying that, he stopped looking at the old man behind him, lifted up a small fully enclosed cage next to him, and jumped dozens of meters in a flash.

The void around the young man suddenly shook.

next moment.

In a circle of air shock waves visible to the naked eye, the blond young man carrying the metal box turned into an afterimage and rushed into the sky. With a long sonic boom, he disappeared from the sight of everyone on the high platform.

The moment the blond young man left, Dean, who was flying a supersonic plane, felt something.

A hint of disdain flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Brian beside him: "Aren't you curious about what I talked about with those people?"

Brian lowered his head and played with his fingers: "Aren't you curious why I'm not curious about what you talked about with that group of people?"

Dean took a deep breath and silently showed his fist, which was bigger than a sandbag: "You can be curious!"

Seeing that his father-in-law was angry, Brian stopped talking and said honestly: "Dean, I'm curious about what you talked about. Can you satisfy my curiosity?"

"Hmm~"

With a note of victory, Dean began to talk about his negotiations with the Holy Council with satisfaction.

In fact, the entire negotiation process was beyond Dean's expectations.

Without him, it would have been so smooth.

Although the other party dispatched a third-level life, they readily agreed to some of Dean's demands. There was no threat like the imagined picture, and they did not pursue the dead councilors. They just asked Dean to respond to this incident. The incident is kept confidential.

The whole negotiation process went very smoothly.

Especially the part about Brian's interests.

The other party not only agreed to all of Brian's previous requests to the Holy Council, but also gave him a precious free trade quota.

Dean actually didn't dare to go too far.

The other party has a weakness.

He doesn't have any weaknesses.

Finally, after the other party made an offer that he could not refuse, the two parties put an end to this incident for the time being.

After listening to Dean's narration, Brian grasped the key point: "So we have three main gains from this negotiation, two are mine and one is yours?"

Dean nodded:

"right.

There was something generous about them that I didn't expect.

You must know the quota of free trade. The goods are free trade of strengthening and animalization reagents. Basically, only the families and official organizations of the Holy Council have this right. As for the other organizations, they can only do it secretly and do not dare to infringe on these forces. Interests.

Even our Adams family can only do some such things with the help of the NW organization.

If you can obtain this quota, you will also be qualified to develop freely in the commercial market.

Basically, as long as it develops normally, in a few years, we can build a force that is no worse than our Adams family. "

Hearing this, Brian nodded.

Business development and the qualification to eat cake were the requirements he had previously made to the Holy Council.

This is actually just a qualification, but whether you can get up or not depends on yourself.

Free trade quotas are completely different.

If you don't understand, you can refer to Brian's previous merits in transactions within the NW organization.

For internal transactions of merit points, one unit of merit points is worth only tens of thousands of dollars.

But if the reagents exchanged for merit points are sold on the outside market, the price difference will be three to four times as soon as it changes hands.

This is because there are too many official organizations and the proliferation of common reagents around the world.

The market for selling ordinary strengthening reagents is naturally not big.

But exclusive products are different.

Such as blood fruit.

With the trade qualification, Brian can cultivate blood fruits openly, and then use these blood fruits to trade with major official organizations around the world to exchange for various enhanced reagents and unique rare reagents produced by them.

The benefits here are not small.

This is actually an invisible benefit: transactions are all transactions between forces, which means that Brian can directly build a recognized organization or force, and can use reagents and methods to cultivate independent armed forces without being united. sanctions.

Plus Brian’s qualifications to take the cake in the business market

These add up to the framework of a powerful family in the new era.

Brian and his family, in this abnormal era, are destined to have a place and become members of the upper class.

Brian never expected that what his uncle had always dreamed of would be accomplished by him in less than a year.

Unfortunately, his path was too extreme and he never had the chance to see this day come.

For his uncle Billy, Brian couldn't tell whether it was hatred or other emotions, but more of a feeling of helplessness and sadness.

Perhaps thinking of his uncle, he is not as happy as he imagined.

Dean noticed that Brian seemed to be in a bad mood, so he changed the topic and said:

“This is actually the way those big families do things.

Once they realize they can't handle you, they will find ways to pull you into their class.

When you become the beneficiary of the rules, for the sake of future generations, no matter whether you like it or not, you can only follow and maintain the rules of the game they set to ensure the interests of yourself and future generations. This is a conspiracy. "

Brian didn't want to talk about these things.

He nodded: "What about you, what conditions do they give you?"

"Qualification for the moon landing!"

When Dean said this, enthusiasm appeared on his face:

"I said before that after the blood moon, several major powers around the world united to complete the first real-person moon landing and brought back twelve complete Afterglow Plates on the moon.

It is also these boards of afterglow that created the ASEAN in the East and the Holy Council in the West.

After these years of development.

Now the Holy Council has formulated a more complete plan.

They plan to build a very smart space station above their heads, and then build a channel connecting Mercury and the moon to start an interstellar development plan. By the way, they will see if the arrival of the third blood moon will bring new afterglow boards.

My goal is the Afterglow Board! "

This was the first time that Brian had seen Dean so enthusiastic about something.

This enthusiasm even surpassed that of his daughter-slave when he mentioned Susan.

He frowned and said: "Dean, listen, from the power of memetic pollution this time, I feel that those Afterglow Plates are probably not a good thing. You'd better not come into contact with them..."

Brian devoured some of the remains of the Afterglow Plate.

It contains a large amount of blood moon radiation energy, and the purity of that energy is almost only slightly worse than his distortion BOSS.

Not to mention that there are exotic souls hidden in the Board of Afterglow.

He always feels that there is something wrong here!

Hearing this, Dean waved his hand:

"Stop trying to persuade me.

You do not understand.

At my level, there is almost no room for improvement.

That's it for a year.

It's still the same ten years ago.

If I hadn't met that man, I would definitely have chosen to spend my life like this.

But I'm not willing

I didn't think about this before because my wife, daughter, clan members, and brothers all need my care. I can't let anything happen to me, but it's different now. Even if something happens to me, at least you will help take care of me!

This is a chance God has given me!

I will not let it go. ”

After hearing what Lao Deng said, Brian could not persuade him anymore.

Lao Deng is an elder.

Everyone has his own pursuits.

Brian understands Lao Deng.

However, because of this topic, the two of them fell silent and lost interest in chatting.

After changing trains.

In the afternoon.

They finally arrived at a military base near Los Angeles.

After getting off the plane.

Dean stretched his body.

He patted Brian on the shoulder: "Don't tell Susan and the others about this matter."

Brian nodded: "I know."

Just before parting, Dean suddenly called Brian again: "By the way, there is one more thing I almost forgot to tell you."

Brian rolled his eyes: "You should go and see if you have Alzheimer's disease, Dean, tell me, tell me all at once, I can't wait to see Susan."

"That may be a bit difficult. "

Dean chuckled: "You should know the Leakey family. They are afraid that you and I will retaliate against them, so they hope to promote you to a third-level staff member within NW and officially become one of the spokespersons of the NW organization."

"So simple?"

Brian was a little surprised.

He didn't expect to gain anything.

Dean spread his hands:

"The world is like this.

As long as you are strong enough, you will find that others will take the initiative to send benefits to you, and then beg you to accept them. If you don't accept them, they will still be worried.

Go, the people of the three major families are waiting for you at the NW base.

Although the third-level staff member is not interesting, at least in Los Angeles, you can walk sideways in the future, which can save a lot of trouble. "

"That's right."

Brian nodded: "Are you sure it's okay?"

Dean shook his finger and began to teach Brian, the newcomer:

"No, no, no, since you have decided to accept the kindness of the Leakey family, there is another very important thing, that is the title.

Every third-level staff member of an official organization has a title.

For example, my title is Tyrannosaurus.

This is like the titles of heroes in medieval epic legends, which are easier to remember and spread.

Reputation is also a kind of invisible wealth.

A sufficiently impressive title can make your future power develop faster, expand more smoothly, and have fewer meaningless troubles, so you need to think about it carefully. "

Brian thought about it.

Don't say it, it's true.

Especially the news that he has mastered the power of meme pollution will be blocked by the Holy Council.

When his power starts, it is inevitable that some uninformed little Karami will bump into him.

Although he can kill them at will, it's too uncool.

Having a popular title in the circle can indeed reduce a lot of trouble.

Think for a moment.

Brian said seriously: "Let's call it disaster. Those who are hostile to me will be brought down by disaster! ”

“Disaster sounds a bit childish”

Dean disagrees: “I think it’s good to be called Apocalypse. It’s very mythical and implies that you are the Knight of Apocalypse, who can start the chapter of the world’s destruction. It fits your ability and doesn’t sound so childish.”

There is no such word as childish now, but that’s what Dean meant.

Brian couldn’t complain about it.

How dare you, a guy who calls himself Tyrannosaurus, call the name Disaster childish?

They are the same, so don’t laugh at each other!

He decisively rejected Dean’s suggestion of calling him Apocalypse and insisted on calling him Disaster.

Well, Disaster Brian.

Very descriptive.