Chapter 482 The original world (for the alliance leader, it is easy to know but difficult to change!)
The real world.
Galactic Revolutionary Army, Headquarters.
“You can go in and report.”
“Yes!”
The girl bowed and walked into an office.
Several professionals passed her by and left in a hurry.
Behind her, another group of professionals were quietly waiting to be summoned.
"Commander, our mission is completed."
The girl said.
Behind the large desk, a bearded man holding a pipe waved his hand, motioning for her to sit down and talk.
"How are the casualties?"
"They are within the normal range."
"That's fine, I'm afraid your vacation will be cancelled."
"Why!"
"Monsters have been coming out very frequently these days - I'm so busy and it gives me a headache. Are these monsters only for weekends?" the man muttered.
The girl looked at the other party's red eyes, but after all she did not dare to say anything in protest.
"Of course, I know you are also very tired, so the tasks I have prepared are not too much trouble. You choose one from them."
The bearded commander handed over a few pieces of paper.
When the girl looked at it, her brows suddenly raised, and her suppressed emotions almost exploded:
"These are B-level to S-level tasks! You actually said it's not troublesome!"
"No way, everyone is too busy - well, you are our youngest major general after all. , as the key target for training and care - I allow you to select people first." The bearded commander took a step back.
The girl wanted to protest, but suddenly she changed her attitude when she remembered something.
Yes.
Protesting is useless anyway.
It might as well——
“This is what you said, I want to give priority to selecting people.” The girl said.
The bearded commander did not expect that she was so easy to talk to. He couldn't help but was stunned, and then he was overjoyed and said:
"Okay! No problem, you choose the man first!"
The girl moved the table As soon as he put away the few pieces of paper, he turned around and walked out the door.
——I have that person’s contact information.
I came here specifically.
If he joins the mission, no matter which mission it is, I will have more confidence.
Go find him now!
……
It was dawning.
Chen Ye squatted on a wall and sighed silently.
There is a substitute doing this to become stronger.
But it’s too slow.
——Compared with the will of the universe like Chatelet, I am just an ordinary person.
Need to work harder.
But first, you have to eat enough.
He looked at a house not far away.
Social Welfare Relief Center.
Every morning at 6:30, they will move out two large barrels.
In a bucket is porridge.
In the other bucket is cabbage soup.
Occasionally on special holidays, cabbage soup will be replaced with thick tomato and egg soup.
But today it should be cabbage soup.
Don’t ask yourself how you know it in such detail, in short——
——As long as you have a meal here, you will save money on breakfast.
Shen Ye glanced at his phone.
Two minutes left.
I have heard the heavy footsteps inside the closed door.
Even the sparkling smell of white porridge and the sporadic glimmer of oil on the cabbage soup have been revived from earlier memories.
Some people were already standing at the door.
Get in line!
Chen Ye jumped off the wall and walked quickly to the door.
Neither early nor late.
The door just opened.
Several staff members carried two large buckets and struggled to move to the bottom of the steps.
The table was also set up.
Due to his high martial arts skills, Shen Ye arrived first and was at the front of the queue.
He was about to get the bowl on the table, but saw everyone around him stopped.
A voice sounded from not far away:
"As expected of a major general, I appreciate you more and more."
Shen Ye was stunned and looked with everyone.
I saw a girl standing dozens of meters away, looking towards me with several professionals.
Both she and the professionals had admiration in their eyes.
Chen Ye opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.
How to say it?
As a major general of the Galactic Revolutionary Army, you are eating free porridge here?
It doesn’t matter whether it’s embarrassing or not.
The identity is definitely exposed.
How could you, a major general, be so miserable?
oh.
You are a Qing monk.
Qing monk is the most junior profession.
How could a major general be such a basic junior professional!
What did you do in the past few decades?
Shen Ye was still organizing his words, but the staff members reacted first.
They are still very familiar with this kind of thing.
"Is this the Major General? Thank you for coming, and you are welcome to guide our work."
A staff member said enthusiastically and skillfully handed a piece of paper to Deep night.
Chen Ye took a look.
It is a "Donation Instructions".
Before she finished reading, the girl took it away and put it on the table again.
"Major General Shen, as your colleague - I will donate as much as you donate."
The girl said softly.
A professional behind her was very smart and immediately turned on his mobile phone and started live broadcasting.
Shen Ye's face twitched.
No—
I still owe 1,000 to Jiedianbao!
Why do I have to donate?
“Wait a minute,” Shen Ye calmed down and tried to save the situation, “How do you know I’m here to donate money?”
As soon as he spoke, everyone laughed.
The surroundings are filled with joyful air.
The staff member joked:
"Your Majesty, Major General, you took time out of your busy schedule to come to us, and you definitely didn't come here to eat plain porridge."
"That's it. We all understand.”
Everyone looked at Shen Ye with understanding eyes.
This is a major general.
In the eyes of those professionals, the reverence is even stronger.
——This is the major general of the Galactic Revolutionary Army!
Its weight is by no means comparable to that of a major general from a certain human country in the real world!
he.
Such a big shot.
I came to the charity so early to inspect its work.
This must be because he has heartfelt compassion and sympathy for the fate of mankind.
——Is there any other explanation?
Definitely not.
“Donate, I’ll follow.”
The girl looked at Shen Ye with bright eyes.
Shen Ye looked around.
Many people are live broadcasting on their mobile phones.
Further on, many people were already gathering here.
Your sister!
Where can I donate money?
Shen Ye turned on his mobile phone angrily and called up "Lianjiebao", only to find a new message.
I received the message last night, but I haven’t read it yet.
"Your credit is good and your status is distinguished, so the upper limit of the loan amount has been adjusted to 2,800,000."
Shen Ye was silent.
The ladder is set up and the crowd is waiting. Do you want to reveal your identity and then go to a lot of trouble to explain why the poor major general needs to drink relief porridge?
Tired, destroy it.
“Give me the QR code and I will scan it to pay you.” Shen Ye said. There was applause all around.
A moment.
With a soft "dip" sound, 1,000,000 yuan was paid out.
Chen Ye drooped his head.
I feel tired and not in love.
The girl thought he was showing compassion for all living beings, so she took the initiative to pat him on the shoulder and also bought a million dollars.
"Let's go, I have business to see you." The girl whispered.
Shen Ye was about to refuse, but saw a glimmer of light appearing in small letters:
"The third mission of the Qing monk has been released."
"Looking for voices and rescuing the suffering. . ”
“Description: Form a team with the comrades who need you, face dangerous challenges together, and succeed without any money. ”
"If you succeed, you will advance to the 'Dragon and Tiger Taoist Priest' and obtain a higher level of eternal infusion."
Your sister!
If you do the task, do the task!
Why emphasize "penniless"!
Chen Ye was a little unhappy and helpless. He was about to leave with the girl when he suddenly remembered something.
"The money has been donated, but I haven't experienced much of the suffering in society. I would like to have a bowl of your white porridge, can I?"
He asked with longing.
Of course!
The staff helped him get a bowl of porridge and handed it to him with both hands.
Chen Ye raised his neck and drank the porridge bowl empty.
"Oh, there are too many poor people," he sighed and handed the bowl back: "Can I have a bowl of soup too?"
Everyone was moved.
How can an ordinary big shot eat such white porridge and drink such cabbage soup?
Such food is simply difficult for them to swallow!
——This major general is too serious, and it is definitely not a show!
A bowl of cabbage soup is served.
Chen Ye raised his neck again and drank the bowl empty.
Yes.
Breakfast is settled.
——One million worth of porridge and cabbage soup.
"Let's go." Shen Ye said.
"Yes." The girl nodded.
The two left here with several professionals.
A few minutes later.
On the top floor of a high-rise building.
Shen Ye looked at the pieces of paper in his hand and listened to the girl's introduction.
The writing on this paper is very clear.
The girl is also a major general of the Galaxy Revolutionary Army, named Xiao Yurong.
She is organizing people to complete one of the tasks in the catalog.
"Which mission should we choose? I want to hear your opinion."
Xiao Yurong asked.
Chen Ye glanced at it and was about to say "whatever", but suddenly felt something was wrong.
Several lines of small, dim characters appeared in front of his eyes:
"Your path of truth is a 'divination of destiny' that has never been born, and it is a deeply hidden higher truth."
“In the current world, all existence has never faced this original truth.”
"You are in a free position."
"Currently you can still use 'Fate Divination' to distinguish good or bad luck."
That's it.
No need, no use.
Shen Ye’s eyes fell on the first task.
"Support the Great Space Wall and participate in this local battle."
When he looked at this mission, black curves appeared on his palms.
Change!
Must change!
Second mission: "Retrieve the damaged deep-sea robot from the depths of the Arctic Ocean."
The lines on his hands were as black as ink.
No way!
The third mission: "Looking for survivors in the Antarctic underground camp."
The line of fate is still dark.
——Why are they so dangerous!
Strange.
"Are these tasks difficult?" Shen Ye asked.
"It's not difficult, but it will be very tiring - after all, we just completed a mission last night." Xiao Yurong sighed.
Not difficult.
Shen Ye suddenly became alert.
It is not a difficult task for them, but why are the fate lines on their hands black?
Obviously his strength is not bad either.
In the end...
Why?
Shen Ye continued to look down.
The fourth task: "Hide your identity, participate in variety shows as a professional martial arts practitioner, and vigorously promote the spirit of martial arts."
The curves on his hands suddenly turned white.
Shining white!
Shen Ye came back to his senses.
Yes.
He is a man with the title of "popular idol Max".
Debuting and becoming an idol is a task tailor-made for you!
But why can’t other tasks work?
"You guys discuss it first, I'm going to the bathroom and I'll be back soon."
Shen Ye said.
"Okay." Xiao Yurong responded nonchalantly.
Chen Ye took the papers casually, stood up and left, walked into the building, went down the stairs and found a men's restroom.
He walked into a cubicle, closed the door, and stared down at the various tasks on the paper.
Those black curves of fate reappeared, showing various outcomes in his mind.
Death!
die!
Or death!
——The consequence of every mission is death!
But——
Why?
Shen Ye held his breath, activated the bloodline of the emperor, activated the power of the dragon, and then put all the free attribute points on resonance.
In a flash.
The illusory world unfolded before his eyes. Among the countless dreams and real scenes, there was hidden the great and eternal body of the unconscious -
The Eternal Brain!
Shen Ye silently resonated with it, feeling its various interpretations.
The Eternal Brain tirelessly displays the development and achievements of various civilizations, and demonstrates how these achievements constitute this eternal flesh and blood that encompasses all living beings.
Chen Ye was watching, and for some reason, an idea suddenly came to his mind.
Fate divination...
It is the source of truth that all existences and powers on this side of the door have never seen before.
Use it to divine the situation of the "Eternal Brain"?
Try it!
After all, it is a new day, you can go all out!
Chen Ye held his breath and thought.
The small words in dim light suddenly appeared:
"You activated the 'War Dance Singer', forcibly raising the 'Fate Divination' to one level, and the effect was further manifested in reality."< br>
"The object of this 'fate divination' is not you, but the 'Eternal Brain'."
"This divination has not been hindered."
"But divination cannot Expand.”
Shen Ye was stunned.
Unhindered…
But divination cannot be started.
Why?
Suddenly.
A chill surged up his back, gripping his heart tightly.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
The truth was so shocking that Shen Ye pursed her lips tightly and was speechless for a long time.
Every existence has a future.
That is, it can be divined.
Unless——
The target of divination is dead.
(End of this chapter)