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Chapter 640 Said: I'm going to become a super soldier! (Third update!)

Saudi Arabia and Pakistan have a very good relationship. A large number of Pakistanis work in Saudi Arabia, and in addition to these workers, there are also a large number of Pakistani mercenaries who provide services to the Saudi military.

As king, Said naturally heard about what happened at the Rekdock mine, but because of the relationships between the various parties involved, he only knew and heard some rumors without inquiring about the details.

Only now, seeing these materials, did he understand why Pakistan and America hadn't publicized the battle at the Rekdik mine.

The announcement was very ordinary, stating that everyone had worked together to rescue several hostages at the Lakedick mine and eliminate the relevant personnel.

As for the details of the elimination, no one knows.

It now seems that it wasn't that they didn't want to promote themselves, but rather that they had nothing to promote.

America couldn't actively publicize the enemy's firepower, because that would put her in a very passive position. People would ask, other countries have such equipment and such super soldiers. As the victor of the Cold War, and with such a large military expenditure every year, does America have such equipment?
If the answer is yes, then it will definitely be brought out and compared with those who have already served, as well as their equipment.

If not, that's easier to say. You can just find some reason, such as that the country's military development focus is not in this direction, or even nod and comment that such a development direction is wrong and inhumane.

If there is one, and it's forcibly brought out and compared, then that's fine.

If it can't compete in terms of performance, it will be criticized by others.

What, America? Isn't she number one in the world? How come she can't even beat this?
As for Pakistan, they were just lying on the sidelines the whole time, or rather, they weren't even allowed to lie down. They could only watch from afar, and it wasn't appropriate for them to publicize it, since these terrorists were in their own home, and there were so many of them.

As for the actual combat participants, China, it's even less likely that they would publicize their involvement.

Said was very envious of the energetic people in the video.

During this period, due to his busy work schedule, he felt his health deteriorating and he experienced more and more heart pain.

He had already prepared himself to die a noble death; after all, he was the king of a country, and a king should die with dignity.

But to everyone's surprise, at this critical moment, there was such a super soldier.

If only... if only I could be injected with the same gene-editing drug as them...

Do not!
He doesn't need the same gene serum; he only needs injections of gene serum that strengthens the heart and relieves heart pain, which could extend his life by several years.

Thinking of this, Said's gaze became even more eager as he pondered how he could obtain such a gene serum.

Is it better to be more subtle and first visit China under the guise of a formality, then find a pretext to start with countering terrorism and then bring up the corresponding medicine, or should we be more direct and just pay them to exchange it for the medicine?
He paced anxiously in the room, and after circling twice, he slapped himself on the forehead.

If he decides to go to China in person and talk to the people there, he might be able to get his hands on this gene serum.

Anyway, I have plenty of money. If they want to invest, then I'll let them invest!
Having made up his mind, Said summoned Saler, entrusted him with some work in China, and then said softly, "I'm going to China to find relevant gene-enhancing drugs to strengthen myself."

"If I'm lucky, I might get it; if I'm unlucky, I won't."

"If I die in a foreign land, you must immediately ascend the throne and then eliminate all those bastards."

"Only by eliminating them can our country achieve stability, and only with stability can we better develop ourselves."

"Remember, centralized power is essential!"

After explaining Sall's work, Sayed led him into the underground palace and stopped in front of a pile of safes.

He pointed to the safes and added:

"The combination codes for these safes are all my birthdays."

"There are many secrets held by the royal family inside, as well as some important confidential documents. Change the combination to the safe yourself, take a look at the contents, keep what you need, and throw away what you don't."

After explaining, Sayed opened all the safes and revealed their contents.

His series of actions, as Sall saw them, were a clear handover of power and a way of making arrangements for his passing.

After Sayed retrieved more documents from a safe, Saleh walked over, put his hand on Sayed's shoulder, and asked, "Is time running out?"

Even with his shoulder held down, Sayed did not stop, but continued to take documents out of the safe.

After emptying the safe and displaying the documents to Salem, he gently pressed his left chest.
"I'm not entirely sure of the specifics, but I've been working hard lately, and the chest pain has been getting worse."

"Therefore, I must explain these things clearly."

"To avoid my sudden death plunging Saudi Arabia into an inescapable abyss."

As he spoke, he took out the contents of several other safes and displayed them all in front of Sale.

Salle crouched down and began to study the documents carefully, while Said emerged from the basement at that moment.

Instead of returning to his palace, he went back to his office and used the landline to call each of his many children.

After calling the children, he called his bunch of wives.

After finishing all the work, the housekeeper also packed the luggage.

Two people, accompanied by several bodyguards, boarded the King's private jet, took off from Riyadh, and flew directly to China.

…………

Yanjing.

Having just returned from a business trip to the Western Regions and back to Yanjing, Leng Yun, who hadn't even had a chance to rest, was somewhat bewildered when she saw Said appear in front of her.

He racked his brains for a long time but still couldn't figure out why the Saudi king would seek him out.

If he wants to discuss the economy, he should go find someone in the economics department.

If you're dealing with military equipment, you should directly contact the logistics department, and then have them take you to visit and select equipment from various equipment manufacturing companies.

For personnel training, they should contact major military academies to reorganize the relevant personnel before starting instruction.

He couldn't understand why he was looking for himself.

Unlike him, Said across from him seemed exceptionally excited. Only after Leng Yun sat down in front of him did he rub his hands together and excitedly say in Mandarin:

"I want to be a super soldier!"

The strange words made Leng Yun, who had just sat down, suddenly jump up. He blinked and quickly looked around.

There were only four people in the huge conference room.

On the other side were Said and his butler, whose butler was absolutely loyal and reliable.

On my side, I'm one, and the comrades in the logistics department who are responsible for receiving me are another.

This comrade from the logistics department is performing a tea ceremony for the two of them.

After that sentence, he stared in disbelief as he held the teapot, letting the water slowly fill the teacup until it overflowed.

Leng Yun snapped out of her daze and quickly reminded him, "The tea is full!"

This reminder brought the logistics staff member back to his senses. He quickly apologized twice, grabbed his teacup, and left to get a new set.

After he left, Leng Yun gasped and asked Said:

"Your Majesty Saeed, what you just said was..."

"I want to be a super soldier!" Before he could finish speaking, Said's firm words rang out once again.

Just like last time, he spoke in Mandarin. But this time it was clearer and more firm, confirming to Leng Yun that she hadn't misheard him.

But it was precisely because he hadn't misheard that he felt a bit of a headache.

What kind of bullshit super soldier is this?
Where did this come from?

After hesitating for a moment, he leaned forward and asked Said:

"Mr. Said, what kind of super soldier are you talking about?"

"How did I not hear it being said?"

At this moment, Said leaned forward, and the two heads almost touched across the tea table.

The Saudi tycoon looked around furtively, like a thief, then covered his mouth with his hand and whispered:

“I know your super soldiers are a secret, which is why I brought a few people with me to talk to you in person.”

"I understand social etiquette too!"

"I will not shortchange you on what is due!"

Finding that they were talking at cross purposes, Leng Yun pressed his right hand to his forehead, rubbed it vigorously, and asked with a headache:

"First, explain to me what this 'super soldier' ​​thing is!"

"If you don't explain clearly, I don't know what to do!"

These sincere words, however, sounded somewhat regretful to Sayid. He nodded, looking completely understanding.

"Those are the super soldiers you deployed in Pakistan!"

"I think they are physically very strong and capable of using large machine guns and large-caliber weapons."

"I haven't been feeling well lately, so I wanted to try taking some technological shortcuts."

"I happened to see your super soldiers, so I came over."

"As long as you meet this condition, investment and everything else will be a minor issue!"

Saeed waved his hand arrogantly, looking down on money. The butler who had been standing behind him opened his briefcase, took out the documents, and placed them on the table.

Said was pleased, but Leng Yun, who was opposite him, looked like he had swallowed a fly.

He glanced at the documents on the table and at first glance, they looked somewhat familiar.

At first glance, it became clear that this information was fabricated by himself!
At first glance, he wanted to slap himself. What a pit he had dug for himself!

He really wanted to tell Said directly that there were no super soldiers, only a scheme.

However, before he entered, the relevant officials had already told him that King Sayyid was actually nearing the end of his life and that he had come here only to seek a faint hope.

Even if there is no hope, you can't tell him directly; you have to offer some comfort.

Perhaps comforting him will work, and if he feels better, his condition will improve.

He readily agreed at the time, but now, thinking back, all he wants is to go back in time and slap his past self for agreeing so readily, knocking out all his teeth.

Is this something we can agree to?
This is unacceptable!
After closing his eyes and thinking for a long time, he decided to tell the truth, since a vague and unrealistic comfort might hurt people more in the end.

After carefully considering his words, Leng Yun said softly, "Mr. Said, actually, there is no such thing as a super soldier."

He picked up two photos: on the left was a specially fabricated surgical image, and on the right was a scene of battle at the Lakedick mine.

She placed the two photos together, then added softly:

"Our so-called super soldiers actually rely on a brand new powered exoskeleton."

"This powered exoskeleton can support more difficult and challenging sports activities while also carrying 500 kilograms of ammunition."

"Everything you see is the result of this powered exoskeleton."

After explaining the super soldier, he moved the photo in his left hand forward a little:
"As for this photo, it's a smokescreen that we created and released."

"I don't know how much money the people who collected this intelligence made from it, but I need to make it clear that we didn't make any money!"

As soon as Leng Yun began to explain, Saeed was still able to leisurely drink his tea. However, when Leng Yun finished explaining, Saeed could no longer hold his teacup.

Before he fell, his butler reached out and took the teacup, placing it steadily on the table.

Seated on the sofa, Said opened his mouth several times, then swallowed back what he was about to say. Finally, his gaze slowly faded, and he lowered his head, muttering to himself:

"There are no super soldiers, haha, there are no super soldiers!"

He became more and more agitated as he spoke, until finally he seemed to have gone mad.

But as he spoke, his voice gradually lowered and returned to normal.

His pale blue eyes locked onto Leng Yun again, his gaze filled with determination and a thirst for knowledge: "Can you tell me who made this powered exoskeleton?"

"Such a simple mechanical structure can carry a weight of 500 kilograms."

"This is beyond words!"

Hearing Said's words return to normal, Leng Yun finally felt relieved.

If this person falls ill here, he'll be in big trouble.

Now, the priority is to get this person out of here as soon as possible!

Send it to someone else.

As for who to send them to, it doesn't matter, as long as they get away.

He pinched the bridge of his nose and said calmly, "Lin Yi, Xiaomi Heavy Industry, Lin Yi."

“I remember you still have a few tanks in his hands. This time, you can take them back with you.”

Xiaomi Heavy Industry, Lin Yi.

The sight of those two familiar names made Said's expression somewhat dazed.

He lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head again: "In other words, this extremely powerful powered exoskeleton was made by Lin Yi."

“Yes!” Leng Yun nodded frantically, wanting nothing more than to get Said away.

The next moment, Said clapped his hands: "Since he can build such a device, he might be able to build a gene-enhancing drug!"

With a snap, he slapped his thigh, stood up, and walked out.

As he walked, he greeted the people who entered the office from outside the door.

"good afternoon!"

(End of this chapter)