StarCraft: Becoming the Zerg Overlord

"Space Marines?" The reporter muttered without answering the editor-in-chief, "Except for the Tarsonis City Council, the Space Marines are the world's largest den of criminals."

"Don't be so harsh, Mike, everyone has criminal blood in their veins. If you dig deep, aren't all the planets under the jurisdiction of the Federation now inhabited by exiled criminals?"

"The Space Marines are constantly recruiting new soldiers. Damn it, do you know how many soldiers have been brainwashed by them?"

"That's not called brainwashing." Anderson corrected, "That's called 'socialized reconstruction of the neural center'."

"As far as I know, At present, each combat group is equipped with no more than 50% of such soldiers. "

"And when they were transformed, they were all loaded with a program that they would not harm others without reason, so you don't have to worry about this."

"Aha, not harming others? If these soldiers who have been injected with stimulants are ordered, they will not blink an eye when killing their own grandfathers."

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"These prejudices circulating in society need your reports to correct them." Anderson said seriously, his two thick black eyebrows wrinkled into one, his expression was very sincere, like someone who has never lied.

"Look, why do you always make me deal with crazy people? Politicians are crazy, and the Space Marines are even crazier and brainwashed. No, no, no, I won't go with the Marines."

"This can help you write good stories, and you can also build some military relationships."

"No."

"With the experience of interviewing with the army, you have an extra asset to be proud of, Mike." Anderson said, "You can add a national defense green label to your file, indicating that you have served the country in the army."

"Several big families in Tarsonis value this very much, and maybe they will no longer care about the little trouble you caused them."

"Sorry, I'm not interested." Mike said.

"I can give you an independent column."

The editor's words made the reporter quiet for a while, and then Mike asked: "Column? How big a column?"

"A full-page column, plus a five-minute holographic broadcast, of course, under your signature."

"Regular column?"

"As long as you send the manuscript, I will publish it immediately."

After a moment of silence, Mike asked: "How much salary increase?"

Anderson said a number.

Mike nodded, "Well, it's a bit tempting."

"Only a fool would not be tempted." Anderson agreed.

"But jumping between planets to do interviews, I seem to be a little old, this is a life-threatening job."

"There is no real danger. Even if there is any unexpected emergency, you can still get extra allowances."

"Only 50% of the soldiers have been brainwashed, can you be sure?"

"I can guarantee this." Anderson said.

After another silence, Mike said: "Well, it sounds a bit challenging."

"And you, Mike Liberty, are the best person to accept this challenge."

"It shouldn't be worse than the Tarsonis City Council." Mike said.

He found that he was more and more inclined to accept this job deep in his heart.

"Of course." His boss agreed immediately.

Mike felt that he was about to be tempted by the editor-in-chief's sweet words.

"You will become a shining star." Anderson said with a smile while the iron was hot.

"A big star with a high salary! You just need to write some odes like "Flying Battle Flags", add some personal observations, and send it back."

"You can travel in space on a battlecruiser on weekdays, play poker in your spare time, and don't have to worry about the mess in the office. Haha, it's really enviable."