Reborn as the Darling of the Delta.

Silence fell over the entire Special Operations Unit. Zhang Hao could feel the aura of the deep blue man even without looking up.

"Haha, Uncle Deep Blue, I'll head back now. I'm feeling a bit sticky after a long day."

Seeing that the current situation was not good, Zhang Hao chose to follow Roy's example—running away was the best option.

"Okay, Xiao Hao, you should get some rest. We'll be taking action in a couple of days. Uluru, come with me. I need to test your close-combat skills."

Uluru: ? ? ? ? ?

"No way, Deep Blue, you should just call me Terry. My little body can't handle this. And... and isn't my main job to provide fire support from behind?"

Uluru was still hoping to try again, while silently cursing Said countless times in his mind. "Damn it, why didn't you just say it out loud? One's brainless, the other petty. The problem is, I'm the one suffering in the end." (;'??Д??`)

But Deep Blue had already come up behind him and lifted him up in one swift motion.

Uluru: Dude, is this right? I'm such a big guy... Deep Blue, it's fine.

"Hey, don't worry. Even if you get beaten up and can't get out of bed today, Roy and I will make sure you're jumping around again tomorrow."

As she passed by Zoa, she kindly assured Uluru, but those words completely shattered Uluru's hopes.

"Terry, make sure the gym door is closed tightly later, so that Xiao Hao doesn't hear anything, okay?"

Deep Blue suddenly turned around and said to Terry as he walked. Terry nodded knowingly. Luckily, he wasn't being used as a punching bag this time. Although he was indeed tough, Terry thought it was better to avoid taking a few punches from Deep Blue.

"Damn, why does this scene feel so familiar? Did Zoya do something similar back then...?"

Wei Long whispered to Mai Xiaowen, "Same nationality, same victims, same closure."

Wei Long: I can't afford to mess with him. I absolutely can't talk back to Shen Lan anymore. I want to live a few more years.

After Deep Blue dragged Uluru inside and Terry closed the gym door, the remaining members, seeing there was no more fun to be had, dispersed and returned to their respective rooms.

After returning to his room, Zhang Hao quickly explained to Said the devastating impact of his words on Deep Blue.

"Uncle Said, you'd better watch your step if you see Uncle Deep Blue next time, or you'll most likely get a beating."

"Damn, was that necessary? I just said a couple of things to him, and he's really taking it so seriously. By the way, wasn't he the one with the really strong strength last time? Hmm~, never mind, I'll start training my strength in every way right now."

Recalling the scene when he shook hands with Deep Blue last time, Said couldn't help but mutter to himself that this person's strength was comparable to Reis's. It seemed that he couldn't just lie around and slack off every day.

"Sophia, let's suspend classes for the next two days. I have more important things to do right now."

On the other side of the dam, after hanging up the phone, Said slammed his hand on the table and stood up, speaking earnestly to the bewildered Sofia.

"You've got some brains now, haven't you? Every time you skipped class these past few days, what's with this pretense of asking for leave? Trying to turn over a new leaf?"

After hearing this, Said couldn't help but blush. "Ahem, thank goodness Xiao Hao isn't here, otherwise I would have been utterly humiliated."

But it seemed Sofia possessed mind-reading abilities, as she gave Said an "evil" smile and said:

"Alright, alright, Said, are you afraid that Xiao Hao will find out about your situation?"

Saeed's face stiffened. This wasn't right. Wasn't he still wearing a mask? How did she know what he was thinking? Did they teach them mind-reading techniques at university?

Sofia couldn't see how Said's expression changed, but when she saw this man, who usually had a sharp and murderous look in public, start rolling his eyes, she could roughly tell what he was thinking.

Sofia, intrigued at the prospect of teasing Said, feigned profundity and said…

"That's right, just like you thought, I can read minds."

Said: Σ(っ°Д °;)っ! ! ! ! !

Sofia then saw Said's eyes widen again behind his red mask, staring at her blankly, as if he found it utterly unbelievable. If Abel were here, he probably would have exclaimed, "Ignorance is truly terrifying!"

Sophia, as if she had thought of something amusing, uttered a "devil's whisper" to Said.

"Oh, are you afraid? It just so happens that Xiao Hao and I exchanged contact information today, Mr. Said. You don't want Xiao Hao to know that the all-powerful Uncle Said in his eyes is a bad adult who doesn't like to study, do you?"

Saeed: I'll study hard, please don't tell Xiao Hao!

"I...I won't skip class anymore, please don't tell Xiaohao."

Seeing Said's pitiful and obedient appearance now, Sofia nodded in satisfaction. It seemed that only Xiao Hao could effectively deal with this troublemaker. From now on, she would call Xiao Hao over to supervise Said's studies whenever possible, and she would also ask for his opinion on some points. Besides, he was so good-looking...

Seeing Sophia's satisfied smile, Sayed thought for a moment, then mustered his courage and said to her:

"But I really don't have time to attend classes these next two days. Xiao Hao is going to participate in a rather dangerous mission in a couple of days, and I need to protect him closely (just in case Shen Lan comes and beats me up without me having the strength to fight back). I need to do some special training these next two days! Please grant me permission, Teacher Sophia!"

Seeing that Said, the troublemaker who usually racked his brains to skip class, was seriously asking her for leave for the first time, and considering that it was indeed a big deal, plus that she was in a rather pleasant mood, Sofia simply waved her hand:

"Go ahead, I grant your permission!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" (Just kidding!)

Meanwhile, Said picked up a piece of paper next to Sofia and began to plan his training program. He declared that the mere Deep Blue was nothing compared to his own strength.

Zhang Hao: Uncle Said, you're probably overthinking it!

At that moment, Abel brought in a mountain of documents and saw that Said, who usually had a long face, was now excitedly writing something.

When Sophia saw such a large stack of documents, she had an ominous premonition, and as it turned out, a woman's sixth sense was indeed very accurate.

"Boss Said, here's the information for tomorrow. I've put it here for you."

Sayed, without looking up, said:

"Well, then tomorrow will be tough on you and Sophia... Wait, there's a murderous aura."

Said quickly turned his head and saw that Sophia was no longer in a good mood; her resentment and anger were almost tangible.

"Thank you for your help! I'll be going now."

Saeed quickly patted Abel on the shoulder and then leaped away.

"You've really gotten bold, huh? Come back here right now!!!"

Sofia's shouts echoed throughout the entire East Administration Building.

Chapter 113 Where is my gun?

The day flew by, and only one day remained until the press conference for the Mandel Brick was held.

"Hey, where's my M7? It's my only one! Let me find it."

The entire Special Operations Unit was in chaos early in the morning. Uluru was still lying in the infirmary receiving treatment when he suddenly couldn't remember where he had put his M7. He first asked Red Wolf to look for it in his room, but when Red Wolf returned and said he couldn't find it, Uluru, who was lying on the bed, couldn't stay still any longer.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it! We're supposed to start work tomorrow, but we're out of gear today. Don't tell Deep Blue yet, my injury hasn't healed."

Uluru ignored the lingering pain in his body, jumped off the bed and ran back to his room. He couldn't believe where his huge M7 had gone. Could such a big M7 really become invisible?

Zhang Hao was playing a game with Mai Xiaowen in the living room when he suddenly saw Uluru rush out of the infirmary looking flustered.

"Uncle Uluru, are your injuries all healed?"

Looking at the "revitalized" Uluru, Zhang Hao could only marvel at Roy and Zoya's superb medical skills.

Roy/Zoya: No, we found a better doctor than us, the one who's still in the kitchen preparing lunch.

Deep Blue: Hmph~ Hmph~ Hmph~ We'll be doing a mission tomorrow, so let's make Xiao Hao his favorite braised chicken leg today!

Uluru didn't have time to respond to Zhang Hao. At this moment, sweat was pouring down his forehead. He could already imagine how Deep Blue would treat him if he couldn't find his gun and had to sheepishly go to report to Deep Blue.

"No, no, we absolutely have to find it! Please, please don't let anything go wrong now!!!"

Uluru leaped into his room right under Zhang Hao and Mai Xiaowen's astonished eyes, followed by the sound of rummaging through drawers and cabinets.

Before long, a sound like a pig being slaughtered came from inside.

"Oh no!!! I can't find it!!!"

Uluru walked out of the room, looking dejected. Although the Special Operations Department did have spare firearms, he was the only one who had applied for an M7 last month. If Deep Blue found out, his still-unrecovering body would probably be in serious trouble.

Unable to find the M7, Uluru dejectedly shuffled down the stairs, collapsing beside Zhang Hao with a look of utter despair, and said in a tragic manner:

"Hey Hao, next year on this day, remember to burn some paper money for your Uncle Uluru, and remember me too. o(TヘTo)"

Looking at the time, it was almost lunchtime, and it was also almost time for Deep Blue to finish off his weakened state. Uluru pulled out a flask from somewhere, took a deep gulp, and then peacefully collapsed onto the sofa, awaiting death.

"Hehehe, see? I told you that the M7 from Uluru wasn't good enough. My Tamron is much better!"

Just as Zhang Hao and Mai Xiaowen were looking at each other in bewilderment, Wei Long and Terry walked in, chatting and laughing, each carrying a gun.

"Ok?"

Upon hearing the name M7, Uluru instantly sprang to life. Now, upon hearing the name M7, it was as if he had a nervous reflex, immediately fixing his gaze on the M7 in Terry's hand.

"My M7!!!"

Uluru pounced like a bear, snatching the M7 from Terry's hand amidst the stunned gazes of the four. He rolled to the side, and upon seeing the intact M7 in his hand, Uluru could no longer contain himself and began to kiss it.

"Waaaaah, I missed you so much, my M7! I almost never saw you again! Do you know how desperate I was when I couldn't find you?! Yes! Terry, how did my M7 end up in your hands?!"

Uluru glared at Terry, who had almost killed him. Luckily, he was found, but Uluru said he was still scared to death. Terry had to give him an explanation.

"Um... Uluru, do you remember the day before yesterday you asked me to adjust your gun this morning? I took it yesterday. Didn't you go solo with Deep Blue then? So after I finished adjusting it this morning, I went to the shooting range with Dragon to test it out. We just got back."

After listening to Terry's words, Uluru and the others fell silent, and now everyone's attention was once again focused on Uluru.

Uluru: Huh? Really? Is that true? Hehehe, I might have forgotten.

"Uncle Uluru, you haven't... forgotten, have you?"

Zhang Hao tilted his head and asked innocently, while Terry looked at Uluru, who was sweating profusely again, with a serious expression.

"Uluru, have you really forgotten? You said you'd give me a bottle of wine after you finished mixing it, where's the wine now?"

Uluru glanced out of the corner of his eye at the flask lying quietly on the sofa with only a little left, and the long-forgotten memories in his mind began to awaken.

Oh no, this bottle of wine was the one I was going to give to Terry. Now I'm doomed.

Uluru's expression froze instantly. He looked at the flask and then at Terry, whose face was dark, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"Huh? What's that? My wine?"

Terry, noticing Uluru's shifting gaze, naturally spotted the flask on the sofa and squeezed his way over.

"Hey, stop!"

Uluru considered making a token attempt to stop him, but Terry had already reached the sofa, picked up the flask, shook it, and after finding only a little left, turned to look at the sweating Uluru and questioned him:

"This is the wine you promised? Huh? Answer me!!!"

Uluru was overwhelmed by Terry's sudden roar and aura, and could only stammer:

"Well... um, I think I was a bit dazed yesterday, I'm still a little confused. Let me go back to the room and get you another bottle, don't worry!"