"come over."

Phoenix immediately stood up, waved to Tswai who was not far away, and said:

"Tia".

"Yes, instructor!"

Hiding inside a building, Tia, who hadn't fired a shot, raised her rocket launcher at someone's call and casually fired a shot in the general direction of the Lecher group.

boom--! ! !

The deafening explosions, unsurprisingly, drew most of Lecher's attention, providing what could be described as perfect cover fire for the fleeing Tswai.

"Follow me."

Seeing the black-haired girl run to his side with lingering fear, Phoenix gave the order on the spot without hesitation.

"Everyone, head to the underground mall according to the map. If you get lost, ask Sheffield for directions first."

"Eh?!"

The wage thief, who was already sipping coffee and slacking off at his workstation, straightened his back, feeling quite flattered by Phoenix's words.

"Yes! I can also provide everyone with reasonable routes."

After witnessing someone's "intuition" that rivaled GPS navigation, the girl thought that the mission was no longer her responsibility.

Unexpectedly, she still had the opportunity to demonstrate her tactical value.

Although the intelligence department may not have much intelligence to offer, its navigation technology is absolutely top-notch.

"Central government intelligence, operator Sheffield, will now begin route planning for everyone."

……

……

"Ha, it doesn't seem too difficult. We rescued them all."

Having watched the entire process from God's perspective, Shuen was completely oblivious to the risks and the ingenuity of the tactics employed, displaying a truly inexplicable confidence that "I could do it too."

"If you ask me, there's no need for the exhibition match to continue. This guy is more than 600 points ahead of second place, so there's no doubt that he'll stay in first place."

"So you want to end this farce early?"

Ingrid glanced at the kid, her expression revealing undisguised suspicion.

"You were the one who started the match early, you were the one who invited us to watch, and now you're the one who doesn't want the match to continue?"

"what???"

As if someone had stepped on her tail, Shuen immediately realized that her words might have sounded a bit too hasty, so she quickly switched to her uniquely annoying mode.

"You're still happy to watch this one-sided match? What, don't tell me there are any old ladies in the audience who have taken a liking to the young and strong commander."

I said, "Your taste is terrible! He's just average-looking, isn't he? Want me to go to Tetra and pick out two for you?"

"Slander!" (slander)

Hearing Shuen's loose tongue and his careless remarks, Mustang, who was innocently caught in the area-of-effect damage, couldn't stand it. He immediately raised his pinky finger and accused Shuen in an exaggerated tone:

"We at Tetra do not provide this kind of service! This is absolutely Slander!!!"

"Hey, I didn't say that Tetra provides services, but Tetra also doesn't stipulate that you can't resign after being kept by the CEO of Elysium, right?"

"Kid, do you think I won't teach you a lesson?" The single female boss, who had just turned thirty this year, exuded resentment and murderous intent as she coldly stared at the infuriating widow of Missilis.

Unfortunately, Shuen has never disappointed in his stubbornness.

She shrugged dismissively and replied, "What's so great about me, an old woman who'll be wrinkled in a few years..."

Didi——!

Just as the atmosphere in the room was about to shift into the woman's domain, Anderson's internal cell phone rang with a perfect ringtone.

Sensing he had been rescued, the deputy commander quickly picked up his phone, made a call, gestured for everyone to be quiet, and then engaged in a classic superior-subordinate conversation with the person on the other end of the line.

"..."

"Yes."

"..."

"it is good."

"..."

"understood."

"..."

"no problem."

A few minutes later, after hanging up the phone, Vice Commander Anderson let out a deep breath, closed his eyes and pondered for a few seconds. Before Ingrid and the others could ask, he spoke first:

"That kid's performance today was too outstanding. The intelligence department has submitted a first-level emergency transfer order to the Commander-in-Chief and the Council."

Ingrid: "..."

Mastin: "..."

Shuen: "Oh, and then?"

“They demanded that Phoenix be formally transferred to the intelligence department and that a ground intelligence force be established with him at its core, citing the incompetence and waste of talent in the command headquarters.”

As Anderson spoke, a strong sense of dissatisfaction shone through his hawk-like eyes.

"It's not just the intelligence agencies that want to get involved. Many people from Cons, Kowe, and High Tech have applied to the central government for special security requests, specifically requesting that Lieutenant Phoenix serve as their long-term security advisor."

"Oh~ what unparalleled charm!"

After listening to the deputy commander's account, Mustin once again excitedly shouted, and spoke the minds of the board members of the major conglomerates on behalf of the Ark.

"No one can refuse a trustworthy man."

"No~body~"

Chapter Ninety: Unable to Get Along with the Ark Insects

Shuen never imagined that a mere exhibition game by MMR High School would transform Phoenix's status from a mere Ark Madman into someone everyone would fight over...

Ark Madman.

This……

This shouldn't affect her murder plan, right?

Realizing the situation was getting out of his control, Shuen's gaze returned to the broadcast screen.

On the scoreboard, Phoenix's total score had reached a staggering 820 points, already breaking the previous exhibition match record of 320 points for a single kill.

However, these are not the most important things.

On that points panel, the line of data marked in bold is the real reason that impressed all those in power.

Phoenix's individual contribution points: 9 x 10, 1 x 25

This data shows that the average combat loss ratio of mass-produced Niki was higher in a single mission.

No wonder those guys were envious.

After all, currently only the three major corporations and key personnel in various departments have the privilege of having a non-mass-produced Niki protect their safety in the long term.

For example, Fang Wan, the deputy commander, although he holds the title of deputy commander, actually only has about twenty mass-produced Niki units at his disposal.

However, looking at the man in the broadcast video, his outrageous combat stats are gradually approaching those of the non-mass-produced Niki.

Such combat power is simply the dream of every top player in Ark.

……

……

"Everyone, report on the damage and the status of ammunition and supplies."

In the pitch-black underground supermarket, a certain Commander surnamed Fei, unaware that he had embarked on a path of bisexuality, was currently sitting at the self-checkout counter, resting and compiling the post-battle results.

Then, after the girls reported their situations one by one, someone's strategic plan immediately changed from "flanking and ambushing" to "going to the elevator shaft to resupply".

Apart from Marian, who had a lot of ammunition left due to her extremely rich combat experience, the others had used up an average of 70 to 80% of their ammunition. As the machine gunner, Diesel, who was on the ground for the first time, completely emptied his magazine.

"Hey, Marian, give Diesel fifty bullets, then we'll head back for resupply."

"Eh?"

Upon hearing the commander's sudden and unprofessional order, Marian, holding a submachine gun, was momentarily bewildered.

Then, the clever girl blinked and immediately understood the problem.

Commander... don't you even know she's using a submachine gun?

Thinking of this, Marianne's pretty face immediately turned resentful and displeased, and her beautiful eyebrows furrowed even more horribly.

"Commander! Silver Lance Squad, scout Marian reporting for duty!"

Phoenix: "...?"

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