As Benedict's eyes continued to stare at the device, he truly wanted to squeeze it in half and crush it.
However, his rationality still took the upper hand, preventing him from destroying a costly device.
Had his intrusive thought won, not only would they have to find a replacent for the device, but it would have cost his money to decrease.
"Take the device back and scram back to your position," Benedict threw the device back at the soldier and commanded.
The timid soldier dared not utter a single sound as he hastily returned to his position, unwilling to receive the wrath of Benedict.
"Oh, I was wondering which person had such a foul mouth, but who would have thought it's you, Egg Benedict." Suddenly, a lodious voice echoed from afar, shocking Benedict's soldiers.
They had also known about Benedict's hilarious nickna, but none of them would dare to outright call him that. Only people who are qualified and could call him as such can be counted with their two hands.
Benedict didn't even need to turn his head around to check who was the one that called him Egg Benedict. "Hmph, as if you didn't just get swindled here either, Phoebe!"
Phoebe, the sa military rank as Benedict, who also commanded a similar brigade as him was naturally qualified to utter his nickna without repercussions.
In fact, Phoebe could even insult Benedict and nothing serious would occur aside from a few bantering. Both parties knew that if they truly had a real fight, then the family backing them would unleash their wrath upon them.
"Swindled?" Phoebe chuckled softly, striding forward as Benedict's soldiers consciously stepped back a bit, making way for Phoebe to walk.
"I already doubted the leaked information was real, and rely ca out here to check who would be coming here. I just didn't expect it would be you, Egg Benedict." Phoebe added, giggling at him for being a fool.
Benedict snorted coldly and crossed his arms. "Hmph, who said the information isn't real?"
"Oh? Then could I be missing sothing? Where's the strange energy that could enhance one's power?" Phoebe faked a gasp and started glancing left and right, seemingly taunting Benedict.
"Can't you see the pollution here?" Benedict suddenly extended his arm and said.
"It's clear that the pollution here is extre and the strange energy must have been scattered from the original location stated in the channel. Henceforth, we should follow a certain path and find out where the strange energy was scattered." He added, bullshiting his explanation to prove that he was not a fool.
As for Phoebe, she was in complete disbelief at how shaless Benedict could be.
No wonder he had the nickna Egg Benedict.
Who could ever take him seriously?
'How did this man even beco a military commander? His brain is as good as a pea.' Phoebe exclaid inwardly.
Nevertheless, she was bored out of her mind waiting in the camp, so instead of exposing his lies. She decided to follow along and nodded her head.
"I see, then where are you supposed to go to search for it?" She asked, sounding extrely curious.
Believing his bullshit had worked, Benedict confidently pointed at the East side.
"Yesterday, it was blowing cold wind from the West, so the strange energy must have gone to the east side. We should head East and continue our path forward." Tidying his uniform, Benedict gave his explanation and felt proud of himself.
Although knowing it was all a bunch of nonsense, Phoebe nodded her head as an understanding.
"Then lead the way, Egg Benedict." She said calmly.
"Stop calling , Egg Benedict already!" Benedict clicked his tongue and said annoyingly.
He then walked closer to Phoebe and whispered, "My soldiers are right there, so give so face at the very least."
"Fine, I'll call you that privately or more discreetly next ti. But no guarantee." Phoebe raised her hands and said softly. It was clear that she didn't really take his words to heart.
While the two of them embarked toward the East side, following Benedict's confident conjecture, the other people didn't fare much better.
They were all busy scurrying their ways toward the dense area location, but compared to Benedict and Phoebe's superior technologies and kits, it was clear they would struggle hard to reach their destination.
"Damn it, we're already behind by a lot already. Those damn militaries are indeed selfish and greedy people." One of the people within the group ranted loudly.
"If you have the stamina to rant, then you might as well use that stamina to advance forward. What's the point of complaining when we are all trying to reach there?"
"Yeah, the world isn't fair and we have known that since a long ti ago. You want the benefits? Then we can only grit our teeth and muster through the obstacles."
With that wisdom statent, the group of people could only nod their heads silently, treading their way forward while dealing with a bunch of Gilaso variants that had deviated from the main frontline.
anwhile, back in the Iron Sentinel, Shi Tian's eyes were wide awake, clearly unable to sleep properly.
Having seen many scenes that appeared on the frontline, Shi Tian just can't seem to sleep when his mind is constantly occupied.
How did the Gilaso variants manage to reproduce so many discreetly?
And why did the Gilaso variant monster wave need to stop their attack after each interval?
Was it really to recuperate their strength and wait for more to arrive?
If so, then why did a suddenly evolved Gilaso variant manage to infiltrate their camp without being detected and wreaking havoc?
Was it really all just a coincidence?
All these scenes that occurred seed to be a ss, but if he could find one similarity between them all, then it would all make sense.
"Let's recalculate what started all this ss in the first place," He muttered softly.
Taking off his blanket, Shi Tian walked to the computer and started making a flowchart-type graph to investigate from scratch.
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