The stereoscopic projection of 3D is overlaid on the retina:

Mental Strength 1

Nerve conduction rate 1

Bone hardness 1

Muscle activity 4.4

Blood density flow rate 1

Incomplete body - complete body (progress bar 100/100)

Draw allotment points (0)

His pupils shrank suddenly, and Yaerlin fixed his eyes and saw that the black progress bar on the retina suddenly filled to the top. At the same time, a line of information appeared:

Brood (current stage mutilated body)

Mother's Nest (next stage complete body)

In the evolution of deep sleep, the countdown to the full form awakening is 23 days, 17 hours, 19 minutes and 21 seconds.

Yaerlin closed his eyes slightly, and the waiting time was always extraordinarily long, but he didn't know if it was an illusion. He felt that there seemed to be a dark tissue in a place in his body that he didn't know how to describe, or it was a piece of nothingness. space is recovering.

Because there is no way to look inside, let alone open his chest just to observe, Yaerlin is not crazy yet, but the instinctive touch of the body seems to remind him that the cells, organs and tissues inside the body are all in Some kind of strange change is taking place, as if a certain point is collapsing, and a living creature that has awakened from it is growing tentacles and quietly transforming his symbiotic "host".

This kind of transformation is difficult to express in words, it is carried out subtly and silently, and cannot be resisted and cannot be reversed. Yaerlin can only pray and comfort himself that the transformation is good, and the worst, he can only pray and comfort himself. It is hoped that there will be no exaggerated changes in the external appearance.

For example, the extra gills and tails of the inferior slave, or the sudden change of the figure of Arrita, are not something that Arlin can adapt and accept.

"Dong dong dong..."

The knock on the door interrupted Yaerlin's thoughts. He opened his eyes and responded, and a navy at the door walked in with a thick stack of newspapers and put them on the table.

This is the original abandoned and dusty document room, which has been cleaned and sorted out at this moment, and the navy is strictly guarded at the entrance, and is not allowed to enter the inquiry data at will, and Yaerlin also ordered the branch to renew the broken newspapers. order.

Spreading out the newspaper and watching it line by line, the time passed while the sun was setting outside the window. Yaerlin slowly closed the newspaper. The documents are compared with each other, and it is slowly speculated that some world governments are deploying strategic plans and some hidden policy measures.

These are not things that have a clear program. Even if there are, they cannot be known by the level of the naval branch. As a branch stationed in the four seas, they are more of the executors of orders, only limited to the part of a separate area. It is difficult to understand what kind of deep meanings are hidden behind these orders, and it is even more difficult to understand which part of the government's overall planning some of the tasks they perform act as screws. What a profound impact on your future.

But Yaerlin is different. What he was best at in his previous life was to find out some hidden contexts from all kinds of seemingly meaningless news or messy information, and to feel it in advance. The dynamic policy of the forces of all parties, so as to seize their own best interests in the future game layout.

This is a talent that only belongs to a very small number of people, and it is an instinct that is tempered by a hero.

For example, the notebook with dense handwritten fonts that he has recorded at the moment, every line of words on it, you can't find even similar original texts in this document room, they will only be extremely hidden behind the massive amount of information. people perceive.

For example, this sentence in the notebook "Minority Consumption Policy"

The following annotation is: through a series of means such as war, to covertly exhaust the minority ethnic groups or races, so as to gradually reduce the number of countries, races, and ethnic groups in the world, which will help. In order to strengthen the centralization and governance of the world government, reduce unnecessary internal friction, etc., at the same time, it can purify the population ratio and eliminate the base source of pirates.

It is impossible for such an extreme policy to be written into words, and there will be no explicit decrees. Even if there is, only the top level of the world government will know about the strategic documents. Some things, as well as some orders received by the branch, were figured out.

Another example is that the profession of bounty hunter was very active in the past few years, but it has gradually cooled down in the past two years. There is the role of the naval government in silently fueling the flames, and the world government does not want to rise up another one that is not under its control. force industry.

Most people don't think about these things at all, but for Yaerlin, every piece of policy information he screened out ~lightnovelpub.net~ may not be worth less than a demon The value of the fruit, and even the opportunity and value behind some information, are simply incalculable. If it works properly, the harvest in the future may be able to set off a monstrous wave in this era.

"A minority policy?"

Yaerlin closed his notebook, stood up, and stared at the navy soldiers practicing on the playground. His eyes were deep, as if he had seen countless small naval branches on this sea. Soldiers and cannon fodder at the bottom of the country, where all ethnic groups come together.

"The Freemasonry I established will follow an elite route in the future. Membership must be strictly reviewed and selected, and it can be used as an upper-level organization. Under it, I also need to establish an organization to integrate these huge bases of soldiers at the bottom. Up, this organization should be like a spider clinging to the navy body, integrating these consumables that they use as cannon fodder... The name can be called the Minority United Self-help Party, or Shaohe Party for short, which means that we all We are a minority and we need to unite to save ourselves."

"And the 153rd branch of the Navy is the first cornerstone of it all."

Yaerlin swept over the seagull flag above his head with a deep gaze, as if it had landed in the port behind the base, where a mottled warship was slowly sailing into the port.

A slender navy with a short beard on his chin walked down. It was Lieutenant Colonel Lipa who was on duty at sea all year round, and behind him was a navy major with a dark and ugly face.

"The atmosphere in the branch doesn't seem to be the same as before..." Although he hasn't officially stepped into the base yet, Lipa has already felt an aura of iron and blood lingering over the base.