Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!

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Seeing that it was still early, Bai E initially wanted to leave the camp to see if he could run into some players and issue the tasks that had been interrupted over the past few days.

He hadn't expected that Weslin seemed to have other plans for him, and today he probably wouldn't be able to go...

"Hmm~"

Can't think, dizzy head!

A lump... another lump... yet another lump...

It was still early, and the canteen was empty.

The porridge-serving machine didn't require manual supervision; take as much as you eat.

The deserted canteen witnessed the birth of a glutton.

The "satiety" normally provided by the delicious porridge seemed like a joke in front of the ravenous stomach, as the Gene Optimization Solution had enhanced Bai E's body, not just the upper limits of his basic attributes.

There were more direct and specific changes manifesting in his body, such as a stomach that digested food faster... a heart that pumped more blood more quickly when it mattered...

It was these substantial physical changes that provided the foundation for even higher attribute gains.

After gulping down about ten times the normal amount of food in one go, his voracious body finally slowed its urge to continue eating.

"Burp~"

Pleased with the hearty belch, Bai E stood up and stretched lazily, feeling truly reborn.

The impact of the Gene Optimization Solution injection was far from just an invisible increase in attribute caps.

He only felt now that he was faster, stronger, could jump higher, and was brimming with energy.

The amazing physical fitness brought about an exuberance of vitality.

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His forceful aura was almost constantly radiating from within Bai E, full of life.

[At last, I have taken the first step towards the extraordinary.]

Until now, no matter how strong the physical and technical abilities, they were still within the realm of humans; it was only at this moment that Bai E truly felt power surging through his palms.

They wanted to see him?

Then let's see what those high-ranking officers really had in mind...

Bai E stepped forward, striding towards his destination.

...

In the meeting room, the assembled senior officers all looked at Weslin blankly, completely unaware of the purpose of his sudden call for a meeting.

After all, there were no urgent combat plans or large-scale unusual movements among the alien races recently...

Only Hamilton, seated to his left, had a flicker in his eye, thinking of his own proposal.

Upgrading the status of artificials to that of naturals, granting them the same promotion opportunities within the military as naturals, was unprecedented.

Setting such a precedent now could be a reason to gather everyone together.

Facing everyone's inquiring gazes, Weslin didn't play coy.

He knocked on the table and swept his gaze over the crowd, "In a moment, a soldier you all are somewhat familiar with will come here."

"A soldier?"

The particular choice of words made the more than ten senior officers present raise their brows involuntarily.

In a gathering of high-ranking officers, what was a mere soldier doing here?

'Could it be the direct descendant of some high-ranking personage from the city?' some looked at Weslin oddly.

After all, the current marshal had parachuted in this way.

Starting from scratch... having been a low-level soldier for three days.

Then directly ascending to marshal.

"This soldier made an indelible contribution to the city in a mission a few days ago, the specifics of which will not be made public. I'll just say a few words about it here orally," said Weslin.

All present were senior officers who knew each other's background well, and there were generally no stab-in-the-back incidents.

"..." No one spoke; they waited for Weslin's next words.

A soldier who had made a significant contribution to the entire city?

This combination of words left their imagination coming up short.

Even Hamilton, who was originally full of confidence, began to doubt whether it had anything to do with his proposal after hearing these words.

"The mission was to escort a group of migrants back to the city from the northwest, normally not a special task. But during the journey, an accident occurred... resulting in over four hundred migrants becoming Spiritual Energy talents."

"Hiss~" Suddenly, a chorus of sharp intakes of breath filled the room.

Over four hundred Spiritual Energy talents - what did that notion imply?

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If they all survived and developed, it would no doubt be a terrifying wealth beyond imagination for the city.

No one dwelled on what kind of upheaval had led to all this. Since Weslin had said it in such a setting, it was certainly no joke.

Weslin knocked on the table, urging everyone to stay calm, because more stimulating news was yet to come.

"At the same time, two of them are extraordinary talents, who, solely in terms of potential, rank among the top five Spiritual Energy users in the history of Blackwater City."

It was like a deepwater bomb, instantly whipping up towering waves.

Potential that ranks among the top five Spiritual Energy users in the history of the city, and there were two of them!

What did that imply?

Every peak-level Spiritual Energy user before had pushed some aspect of the city forward by a large step.

Spiritual Energy users were the group of people most capable of creating miracles in the world.

And those at the peak... were almost comparable to True Gods of different dimensions!

The more than four hundred Spiritual Energy talents might be a terrifying wealth, but it was still only "wealth".

The extraordinary talent capable of developing into peak-level Spiritual Energy users, that was a "miracle" that could not even be bought.

The piercing noise was uncontrollable, even these high-ranking officers struggled to contain their shock.

But what did all this have to do with that soldier?

The officers, having regained their composure, looked at Weslin, waiting for his answer.

When the noise finally subsided, Weslin slowly began, "They were all supposed to perish, but it was this soldier, who alone pulled them back from the abyss... This was witnessed by all the soldiers involved in the mission as well as the more than four hundred Spiritual Energy talents, without any falsehood."

Of course, bringing back more than four hundred Spiritual Energy talents for the city wouldn't be attributed as the merit of that soldier, it was the military's achievement!

But personal rewards were indispensable.

"So, to let this soldier know that we see his efforts, I've decided... to grant him the public status of a natural person!"

"Natural person status?"

This special form of reward instantly made all the officers present realize the original status of the soldier Weslin spoke of—an artificial human soldier.

Piecing together the task involving the refugees from the Northwest, as well as the message received last night about having returned to camp... the answer was almost calling out.

Carlos and Hamilton instantly looked at each other, finding the answer in each other's eyes.

"Knock, knock, knock~" The soft knocking on the door sounded from outside, followed by Weslin's adjutant's voice, "My lord, 95B27 has arrived."

Bai E pushed the door open and entered.

Focus narrowed to a single point.

95B27.

It was 95B27 again!

The look in the eyes of the officers said it all.

No wonder Weslin said they might all find this soldier familiar.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

In the short time since the birth of this artificial human soldier, he had almost achieved what all soldiers struggled to accomplish in their lifetimes.

If it was he who had done everything Weslin mentioned... it seemed quite reasonable?

["Lucky Strike" charge +7.]

[Am I actually getting charge points for this too?]

"..." Bai E stood by the door, eyes on his nose, nose on his heart, silently.

"Bai E, come over here," Weslin beckoned to him from the front of the long table.

"Yes! Commander!"

When Bai E stood beside him, Weslin looked again at all the officers present, "Of course, the status of a natural person isn't something we can simply adjust in our records; it requires the recognition of all eyes within the camp. So, I've decided, starting from today, to assign him to the core unit of the armored battalion, to become a reserve Mech Pilot for Titan-class armament."

Weslin paused slightly, his hands pressing against the table, his body leaning forward slightly, "That is the reason I've gathered you all here today... What are your thoughts?"

The cards are on the table!

Hamilton's eyes were somewhat glazed.

All this roundabout talk, and it turned out to be his own proposal in the end...

No!

It had now evolved from his proposal to his assertion.

This was an attempt to win people over.

He knew that 95B27 was quite exceptional, but he didn't expect such extraordinary extent that even Weslin was starting to entertain his own little schemes.