Chapter 1 The Joy of Some, the Sorrow of Others

At this moment, it was truly a case of some rejoicing while others grieved. After the first-class missions here were snapped up, seven or eight out of ten people who received the missions naturally sighed and regretted it. However, many of those who received the missions also looked at the mission requirements with bitter faces and were completely bewildered. The remaining three summoners suddenly became popular figures, surrounded by people trying to get advice.

However, Fang Senyan had been planning for this world for a long time. He even spent a full four points of merit to enter the Avatar world when he entered the battlefield! He had anticipated and calculated various possible situations dozens of times. How could he be stumped by such a small task? Naturally, he was confident.

Therefore, looking at the chaotic scene in front of him, Fang Senyan stood alone for a while, then yawned loudly, sat on the soft sofa next to him, and leaned back, looking very tired, as if he was about to fall asleep, completely not taking his mission seriously.

At this time, Yuan Zhan was frowning as he was dismissing and instructing several contractors on the key points of their missions. Seeing Fang Senyan's behavior, a gleam flashed in his eyes, but he walked directly over and said with a smile, "Sailor, why aren't you busy?" Fang Senyan opened his eyes and saw that it was Yuan Zhan, with whom he had been getting along well along the way. He said helplessly, "The thing I'm catching is a gyrosnapper, which only appears at night. During the day, it looks like a dead branch. Do you want me to look for it tree by tree? What's the point of going now?"

Yuan Zhan pondered for a moment, hesitated, and finally said with difficulty, "So it's that kind of creature. It's a creature that has never appeared on Earth before. I don't have much research on it, so I really can't help you."

Fang Senyan shrugged and said with great regret, "It seems I can only wait until the lizard is active at night to catch it."

Yuan Zhan showed a helpless expression, then turned and walked away. After leaving far away, he connected with Zi: "The person you asked me to watch doesn't seem to have any unusual movements. His mission is also very difficult."

"I always feel that there is something about this person that I can't see through, and I don't know why, but I seem to have seen him somewhere before."

"I think you must be mistaken, sir. Such a powerful support, if you had seen him before, you would definitely not forget him."

"Reef's talent is beyond doubt, and Mogansha's combat ability is also obvious to all, but every time I see these three people, I always feel that this Sailor is the leader. In short, no matter what, be sure to keep an eye on him. If necessary, you can even use some extraordinary means!"

"Understood, your meaning will definitely be carried out."

"Okay."

Fang Senyan continued to lie on the sofa for a while. According to the previous plan, he also let Reef and Mogansha disperse and complete their respective tasks. After all, the previous performance of these two guys must have attracted the attention of some people. It's not just talk that a big tree attracts the wind. After they leave separately, it also means that they can take away a large part of the attention focused on the Ace Team.

More importantly, the Illuminati is now powerful, and the remaining contractors are not easy to deal with. Therefore, the main contradiction among the contractors is also concentrated between the Illuminati and the remaining contractors. This situation is undoubtedly extremely beneficial to Fang Senyan, after all, it is easier to fish in troubled waters.

After almost all the contractors left the base, Fang Senyan slowly stood up from the sofa.

He walked out of the xenobiology laboratory, put on an oxygen mask, and walked straight west along the runway. Soon, a gray iron building about four stories high appeared in front of him, appearing hard and stable, with various antennas, solar power generation panels, and so on on the top. It looked similar to the upper bridge structure of an aircraft carrier, only the water-blue floor-to-ceiling sealed windows added a bit of romantic and dreamy color.

This is the core building of the entire Hell's Gate, the Operations Center (OC).

To put it simply, you can think of it as a complex of offices, communication centers, conference rooms, and dormitories used by RDA's administrative staff in Hell's Gate. If this building and the humans inside were destroyed in an instant, the entire Hell's Gate base would be paralyzed due to the loss of leadership.

Fang Senyan walked to the entrance of the Operations Center. There were no guards as he had imagined. Strictly speaking, the RDA was just a commercial company, not a military base. What's more, on this planet five light-years away from Earth, committing crimes is easy, but escaping the consequences is difficult... Unless you can perform an unrepeatable legendary experience like Mr. Jake Sully, and finally completely abandon hot dogs, NBA, big-ass chicks, thongs, marijuana, hometown, and even the ** given by your parents.

Inside the Operations Center was a busy scene, with a large number of staff walking around, just like busy worker ants in an ant nest. Fang Senyan's unfamiliar face could not attract their attention at all.

After brushing shoulders with n people, and passing through one steel corridor after another, a short, skinny old fellow appeared behind Fang Senyan at some point. It was Gold Mine. Although he was wearing a top hat and carrying a civilized cane, he also looked around like a thief scouting a location, as if observing the best escape route after the theft.

Soon, they arrived at the top floor. Here, there was a hall with an area of more than 500 square meters. A large number of ring-shaped parallel computers filled it up. Of course, there were also those busy computer operators. The hard, large steel-frame windows allowed everyone in the control room to overlook the spectacular panorama of Hell's Gate.

In the center of the hall was a holographic projector of more than ten square meters. This machine, like a round table, could display various geographical and terrain data in holographic images, as well as digital terrain maps scanned by staff. This was also where staff held meetings and discussions.

After seeing this holographic projector, Fang Senyan was sure that this was the place he wanted to come to. So he knocked politely on the door, but unfortunately, no one paid attention to him. He sighed, then took a step back. Gold Mine, on the other hand, stuck out his chest and belly and posed in the style of a bully, kicked the door open, and swaggered in.

The strong smell of instant coffee immediately filled Fang Senyan's nostrils. Among the dazzling computers, Fang Senyan tried his best to look around, and finally saw a green felt carpet laid on a passage about five or six meters long. At the end of the felt, there was an overturned teacup, with the mouth of the cup facing directly opposite the felt.

A man who looked to be in his thirties was swinging a golf club opposite the felt, and then gently hitting a white golf ball, letting it roll towards the mouth of the cup. Unfortunately, it hit the edge of the cup and slipped out. This regret happened three times in a row. The man muttered irritably, and then planned to pick up the ball, but he immediately stopped the action, because Fang Senyan had already picked up the opposite ball and walked over with a smile, "Mr. Parker, your shoulders are too stiff. If you use the strength of your wrist more gently, then the effect should be better."

This man, who tucked his white shirt into his gray pants, rolled up his sleeves and wore a tie, was the most powerful person in Hell's Gate: Administrator Parker Selfridge (Parker Selfridge).

He looked at Fang Senyan, and his face showed a look of boredom that Fang Senyan was already quite familiar with. However, after thinking about it, he quickly said, "Wow, I've heard your name when I was on Earth, Lieutenant, but I don't seem to remember having you on the base's personnel list—okay, I admit that maybe I haven't breathed fresh air for too long and my memory has deteriorated. But if you want to make your words just now more convincing, then three, oh, no, even one beautiful hole-in-one is essential."

Fang Senyan smiled and said, "I agree with your point."

Then he reached out to Parker, who shrugged and handed over his ball.

Fang Senyan looked at the end of the green felt, tried to swing the club, and then he shook his head, showing a dissatisfied look. Then he put the cup at the end of the passage, and he stood at the other end of the passage, with a distance of at least thirty meters between the two. Parker immediately came over to stop him, his face showing an angry and amused look, "Oh, Lieutenant, the cost of repairing the instruments here is very expensive, usually calculated in millions of dollars as the benchmark unit..."

Before he could finish, Fang Senyan raised the club and hit the ball!

The white ball flew out, drawing a smooth arc in the air that presented an occupying angle, traversing the thirty-meter distance, and accurately falling into the opposite cup. For a contractor with decent perception and agility, this matter was too simple.

Mr. Parker was stunned for a few seconds, then applauded warmly: "Wonderful, I will definitely follow your advice the next time I play golf..."

"Now we can talk, what brings you to me?"

Seeing Parker hand the club and golf ball to the female secretary next to him, Fang Senyan quickly turned his head and looked around: "Can we talk in your office, Mr. Parker?"