Scavenging Notes: I am the Lucky Star of the End Times

In the inner city of Base 103, on the second floor of the guard post, in the lounge of the Dawn Guard, Scar, wearing a gray Swift Guard combat uniform, stood in front of the Dawn Guard members, coughed lightly, and secretly pulled the corner of his mouth, and announced against his will:

"I'm sure you've all heard that Qiangzi, Maji, Tiechui and Alang died in two different special missions. I hope you won't be too sad. When you go on missions in the future, you must put safety first and don't be reckless and seek credit!"

Scar looked at the clear, pure, and motivated eyes in front of him and felt a little conflicted:

Oh shit!

This is the first time I have told a lie in front of so many people. I feel so uncomfortable!

He sighed softly and continued:

“Although I have been transferred to Jifeng, I am still your vice-captain. You can talk to me if you have any difficulties.

Starting from the windy season, the guards will no longer be allocated subsidies and allowances, and all guards will have to be responsible for their own profits and losses!

I believe that everyone has encountered some difficulties now. I have also negotiated with your captain Wu Feng in advance and allocated a batch of supplies. Later, the captains of each team will come to me to collect the energy system nuclear crystals for the next 7 days.

In addition, everyone should go back and think carefully about how the Dawn Guard can increase revenue and reduce expenditure in the future to ensure that in addition to retaining the harvest from each mission, they can also add other income.

I remember that when Captain Xie was alive, he constantly emphasized that everyone should know how to adapt to circumstances. No matter whether it was an open or covert move, as long as it could catch the strange beast, it was a good move!

Today, here, I send this sentence to you again. Since the world is not black and white, we should not miss any unexpected wealth..."

A bowl of toxic chicken soup directly brainwashed the upright members of the Dawn Guard.

Scar muttered in his heart:

Wu Feng has been acting strangely recently. He has been ignoring the daily affairs of the Dawn Guard and is unwilling to even do the superficial work. Today, he even did not participate in the material requisition meeting of the Gale Guard.

Damn it, he had to quickly finish things with Dawn so that he could rush to the Gale Lounge at the end of the corridor to debate with the scholars.

Damn!

Why did Wu Feng suddenly start to slack off? !

It was as if he was going to hand over both the Dawn and Gale guards to me.

Is this a full trust in me, or a simple and crude temptation?

Or... he simply couldn't get away?

Scar was in the Dawn Guard's lounge, his thoughts racing, while the current Dawn Guard captain, Wu Feng, was sitting quietly in the audience seat of the Justice Court in the inner city of the base, watching coldly.

Today is the day when the base cabinet impeaches the director of the garrison, Shi Dongming.

The base cabinet consists of a total of 7 members, 6 of whom are permanent members. Each party nominates two highly respected persons to join the cabinet, and the 7th member is additionally appointed by the current ruling party.

Therefore, the current ruling party, the Democratic Party, has a total of three cabinet members, while the Conservative Party and the Change Party currently have only two each.

Shi Dongming sat in the center of the Justice Court, listening to the righteous ruling of the presiding judge in front of him:

"Due to an extremely severe incident at the base guard post on the night of the 125th day of the Yanji season, 16 genetic warriors were missing... The director of the guard post, Shi Dongming, was lax in his administration and neglected to take precautions, which ultimately led to disastrous consequences!

This court now sentences..."

Shi Dongming raised his head sharply and looked at Wang Chongyang, the chairman of the Democratic Party, who was sitting on the jury seat.

Wang Chongyang shook his head slightly, indicating to him that the game was over, the outcome had been decided, and he should bide his time and wait for the opportunity to counterattack.

Shi Dongming nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and waited calmly for the verdict.

The President's motion for judgment continued:

“Shi Dongming has been dismissed from his post and imprisoned. The parliament will set up an incident investigation team to conduct a special investigation into the disappearance of the gene warriors.

Cabinet and Parliament please vote! "

The result of this obviously organized and premeditated personnel appointment and dismissal game is obvious.

The Democratic Party’s three cabinet members and their corresponding 3 congressional representatives all voted against it.

However, four cabinet members from the Conservative Party and the Change Party and their corresponding 4 MPs all voted in favor.

3 to 4, 100 to 200.

Director of the Avant-garde Institute - Shi Dongming officially stepped down!

However, this verdict does not foreshadow the end.

It is just the beginning of the struggle for power.

In the gallery, various factions of the Conservative Party and the Reform Party have begun to exchange glances, plotting against each other, and calculating against each other.

The general election at the end of the snow season is approaching, and the position of director of the garrison has fired the first shot in this year's election battle.

Wu Feng silently clenched his fists, staring at the director's badge hanging on Shi Dongming's left chest with a determined look.

That was his goal, and that was the task the Conservatives had assigned him…

At the same time, in the underground secret room of the Brotherhood, in the East Gate Black Market outside Base 103, Jack Su stood in front of a metal cage, frowning:

"Is it a problem with the blood ratio or the condition of the experimental subject?"

The man who looked like a child squatted in the metal cage and touched the deep wound of the genetic warrior in front of him that was visible to the bone. Black gas was slowly oozing out of the wound, and the wound was sometimes repairing itself and sometimes tearing rapidly.

The childlike man twisted the black-red liquid between his fingers and replied respectfully:

"It should be a matter of proportion. If I mix it a few more times, I should be able to get good results!"

Jack Su nodded, looked at the gene warrior who was gradually losing vitality, and reminded:

"Deal with it cleanly! We don't have many test subjects left, we can't waste them any more!"

"Yes!"

The boy answered respectfully.

And at the top of the secret room, a figure was climbing stealthily along the vent. This person was none other than Lao Jiu from the Golden Triangle of the South City Gate black market!

Ever since the high-level safe in the Golden Triangle was suspected to have been stolen by the Brotherhood under Xie Yuan's scheme to divert trouble, the two major organizations have officially become enemies.

In the late summer season, a group of mysterious foreign players wearing cloaks and hoods suddenly appeared in the Brotherhood, catching the Golden Triangle off guard. As a result, Xiaojiu was ordered to be recalled by the organization, and the entire Golden Triangle stopped its provocations.

They raised the white flag openly, but were secretly plotting.

When the windy season arrived, the Golden Triangle, unwilling to suffer a loss, once again began their counterattack.

Lao Jiu's figure moved quickly in the ventilation duct of the secret room. When she glanced into the secret room through the maintenance port reserved in the duct, she saw 4-5 people lying on their backs in a metal cage.

These people were strong and sturdy, with heights ranging from 1 to 9 meters. Although they all had varying degrees of external injuries, the high-precision health monitor in Lao Jiu's hand clearly showed that the organs of these people were in very good condition, except for -

brain!

Lao Jiu frowned slightly. The brain was actually damaged by more than 50%?

What on earth is this fraternity doing?

With such a high-quality source of organs, they don’t know how to act quickly. Is it reserved for them in the Golden Triangle to intercept?

Lao Jiu couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

In Base City No. 903, tens of thousands of kilometers away, a tall and thin young man slowly came to the VIP channel of the City Entry and Exit Administration.

He was dressed in simple and elegant clothes, with long hair tied into a high bun with an ink-colored ribbon.

In the bamboo basket on his back was a black stone plate. Next to the stone plate was a coarse cloth sack tied with a rope, which was filled with countless fine sands.

The tall and thin young man walked slowly to the VIP window and calmly took out a feather from his pocket. At the top of the feather lay a gold card covered with scratches.

This gold card looks quite old.

The staff at the VIP window took the gold card respectfully, swiped it on the instrument as usual, then smiled politely and said softly:

"Welcome to City 903, Mr. Ge."