Chapter 14

"If there's nothing else, I'll go and get busy. Oh, by the way, when I was analyzing the transport system, I found that the thief, besides stealing some supplies and two missiles, also stole some documents. I don't know what these documents are. Additionally, he might have hacked the game's mainframe. The mainframe only has strict external defenses, but the internal defenses are very low. Unfortunately, his hack was successful. So, you'd better be prepared for the worst."

"What?" The young man's last words were like a bomb dropped on Wang Zhongyang, making him instantly realize the severity of the situation. His face became extremely serious and stern as he looked at the young man and said, "You've known about this issue for a long time. Why are you only bringing it up now?"

"I've already submitted a report on this issue, even before the game started. However, those who reviewed the report thought it was impossible for anyone to use the outdated equipment in the low-level war ruins to hack the game's mainframe. Unfortunately, someone did it and succeeded. So, you should blame those who reviewed the report. This is their mistake, not mine." The young man shrugged innocently, a hint of sarcasm on his face, then turned and left.

"Don't worry, Xiao Li, I'll give you an answer. These damned bureaucrats, I'll see how they can continue to be parasites this time!" Wang Zhongyang naturally knew what the young man was mocking, and he gritted his teeth, his face flushed. An invisible storm of military cleanup began because of what seemed to be a not very serious theft of a transport aircraft. Its impact far exceeded Wang Fusheng and Fatso's expectations.

When Wang Fusheng and Fatso were doing this, they only thought about what to do if they were caught, without considering how much disaster it would bring to the bureaucrats who wanted to make life difficult for the young man named Xiao Li. But even if they knew, Wang Fusheng and Fatso wouldn't care; they might even applaud. After all, everyone deeply detested those who held positions without doing any work, as their existence and selfishness often caused the country significant losses at critical moments.

At noon, Wang Fusheng woke up from his sleep, sat on the bed, stretched, and moved his neck, which made a crisp cracking sound. Wang Fusheng felt very comfortable: "I haven't slept so well in a long time."

Yesterday, the 50-kilometer journey took three hours of driving, showing how bad the road conditions were and how dangerous the wilderness was. However, to complete the wilderness survival task, Wang Fusheng spent an extra hour 10 kilometers away from the war ruins. So, he logged off at around 5 a.m.

Sitting on the bed, Wang Fusheng recalled everything that happened in the game yesterday. He subconsciously touched the scar on his back and frowned. But then he smiled and shook his head, got up, and started to wash up.

After arriving at the selected war ruins, Wang Fusheng and Fatso both felt relieved. The bumpy ride almost made Fatso vomit in reality. So, as soon as they reached the new war ruins, Fatso logged off. Wang Fusheng disassembled the off-road vehicle into parts and eliminated the last bit of evidence before logging off. They agreed to log back in at 1 p.m. It was Sunday, so Wang Fusheng didn't have to go to class and could continue playing the game.

Looking at the wall clock, Wang Fusheng felt there was still enough time. After washing up, he went to a small restaurant downstairs and ordered two dishes and a large portion of rice. Wang Fusheng lived in a neighborhood near Fudan University, which was about a 20-minute walk away.

This neighborhood was not high-end, but it wasn't shabby either. After all, Fudan University was a well-known school in the entire galaxy. It was impossible for shantytowns that would affect the city's appearance to appear nearby. Although this neighborhood wasn't high-end, it was a good choice for university couples who wanted to live off-campus, so the rent was not cheap. A one-bedroom apartment cost 30,000 yuan per month.

However, although the price was high, Wang Fusheng didn't have to pay it. When he retired, the state wanted to give him some compensation, but Wang Fusheng didn't accept it. Initially, Wang Fusheng planned to live on campus. However, the authorities arranged this residence for him and gave him 3,000 yuan per month for living expenses.

At first, Wang Fusheng wanted to refuse, but after truly experiencing the ordinary world, he accepted these arrangements. In the ordinary world, Wang Fusheng understood the meaning of "a penny can make a hero beg."

When Wang Fusheng went downstairs, his neighbor in the opposite building also showed some movement. In one of the rooms in the small building opposite Wang Fusheng's, there was also some movement. Sensing these movements, Wang Fusheng just smiled and ignored them.

Although Wang Fusheng chose to retire and live a normal life, former special forces soldiers are usually secretly monitored for several years after retirement. This monitoring continues until the sharp instincts and combat reactions formed by long-term training gradually become sluggish, to prevent these elite soldiers trained by the state from causing harm to society. This was especially true for Wang Fusheng, who had retired directly from the chaotic battlefield of the African star domain.

However, in addition to this routine monitoring, Wang Fusheng knew that these monitors had another purpose: to prevent his former subordinates from contacting him. He had once led a special team that struck fear into the entire war world, a hidden fang in the darkness. Wang Fusheng was the master of this fang. This team, known as "Fang," had become Wang Fusheng's symbol, which made some high-ranking officials feel threatened. This was one of the reasons why Wang Fusheng, who seemed to have chosen to retire voluntarily, was also subject to some irresistible factors.

After all, the state does not allow a war weapon to belong entirely to one person. Although it is a deterrent to the enemy, it is also a threat to oneself. So, even though Wang Fusheng chose to live a normal life, he had actually been living under surveillance for over a year.

However, these people only monitored Wang Fusheng from a distance to prevent him from escaping or doing anything extreme. They never appeared in front of Wang Fusheng or disturbed his life. Therefore, although Wang Fusheng knew they existed, he pretended not to know, and they left each other alone.

After finishing his meal, Wang Fusheng returned to his room, and the subtle movements around him quieted down. Wang Fusheng put on the game helmet and reappeared in the gray world. Fatso was already online.

"Did I come late?" Wang Fusheng smiled and asked Fatso. Although his biggest secret was known to Fatso, Fatso didn't know his real identity in the game. For safety, Wang Fusheng decided to keep Fatso by his side. After all, this was a game, not reality. In reality, he could eliminate witnesses, but in the game, players could respawn after dying.

"The timing is just right; I came a little early. Should we continue to accumulate points in this war ruin, or should we advance to a private and go to the safe base?" Fatso's feelings about Wang Fusheng were also complex. After all, Wang Fusheng seemed almost inhuman.

However, just as Wang Fusheng couldn't do anything to Fatso, Fatso couldn't use this to threaten Wang Fusheng. In the "Fate" game, one of the six professions is a mutant. Wang Fusheng's mutation in reality might cause social panic, but in the game, it was nothing. Plus, both of them saw what they needed in each other. So, Fatso revealed some of his real-life information to Wang Fusheng, and they became partners.

"I already have 923 points, and you have more than 200 points. Let's go and change our professions. By the way, have you decided which profession to choose?" Although Wang Fusheng could accumulate more points in this low-level war ruin, staying here was a waste of time since he already had the capital to go to a higher-level war ruin. So, Wang Fusheng decided to leave.

"I have a good choice. Except for mental strength, my other attributes are just barely passing. I'll choose the Mentalist. Some of the Mentalist's skills can enhance a player's analytical and judgment abilities, making it the best choice. What about you? Which profession are you going to choose? Your combat skills are so good; choosing a mutant would be great." Fatso suggested.

"Mutants are good, but mutants can't use mechs or firearms. This is a big drawback for me. I'm better at mech combat, and you know my shooting skills." Wang Fusheng was also very troubled about which profession to choose, unsure which one would be best.

"Given that