Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!-Chapter 795 - 578 Emergency Dispatch Order! _2

Meeting Helen's expectant gaze, Bai E softly asked, "But this optimization space actually originates from the enhancement of the driver's qualities, isn't that right?"

"Correct! So essentially, this armor still has considerable optimization space, but the driver's physical capabilities must first be improved. At present, only the doctor can accomplish this. However, considering his personnel and technology in Grey Iron City, they've actually already reached the theoretical limit. From what we can see, the potential of our gene-optimized warriors might be higher. Therefore, the next experiments… require the coordination with the Gene Optimization Solution."

The Gene Optimization Solution in the city is strictly controlled as a resource, and opportunities like last time, where the solution could be freely used by the military, existed only once.

With the fall of the insect hive, such opportunities will never occur again.

If the doctor needs experimental subjects, the Gene Optimization Solution remains another restricted resource.

"That shouldn't be a problem." Bai E nodded slightly.

As expected, large-scale conflicts within the city will erupt in the next few days.

As long as his plans succeed, the distribution of the Gene Optimization Solution will be entirely up to him.

And if his plans fail… worst comes to worst, he could relinquish resources and move to Dawn Town or even to the doctor's Grey Iron City to develop.

Bai E wanted to seize the city, not destroy it.

Should some unavoidable and catastrophic situation arise, abandoning Blackwater City would be his only option.

"Hmm." Helen nodded, and brought up another matter, "Additionally, regarding the name for this brand-new armament, we're still waiting for you to decide."

Bai E decisively said, "Let's call it 'Storm Armor.'"

[You are creating designs for—Storm Armor. Current progress: 5%...]

"..."

"Alright." Helen hesitated briefly, but quickly accepted the name, "Sounds good, I have no objections."

"I have concerns…"

[You are creating designs for—Storm Armor. Current progress: 10%...]

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[You are creating designs for—Storm Armor. Current progress: 50%...]

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[You are creating designs for—Storm Armor. Current progress: 100%...]

Existing technologies need no reiteration; Bai E only needed to grasp the bulk of innovative technological details developed during the creation of the armor to complete the process.

[You have fully participated in the design and development of—Storm Armor. Rewards granted: Blueprints—Storm Armor, and the requisite technological standards for the armor; Research experience +50,000 points; Technology points *3, issued.]

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Five days of non-stop, sleepless work.

For the doctor, whose body had undergone modifications as well, enduring this near-unimaginable torment for regular people was relatively easy.

Until the very last soldier safely stepped off the operating table before him, only then did the doctor finally relax.

Approaching Bai E, the doctor, now with slightly aged features, smiled wearily yet brightly, "Two hundred, all survived."

He knew that survival was the first piece of news Bai E wanted to hear, and the completion level was secondary.

"That's good." Bai E's face showed a hint of delight, "How soon before they regain combat effectiveness?"

The city's internal unrest had already begun, and the security team led by Caesar was swamped over the last two days.

Before the emperor's envoy returned, the nobles in the city needed to see a resolution.

Time would likely not wait for Bai E to make complete preparations.

The doctor nodded cautiously, "The surgical trauma can be rapidly healed with medication and medical equipment, but when it comes to adapting to their own bodies… that relies solely on them. No one can assist with that."

"I see." Bai E contemplated slightly.

Just then, piercing alarms erupted across various loudspeakers within the military camp.

Broadcast orders from the city were immediately looped across the entire military district: "Orders from the city issued, General Bai E is commanded to lead troops into the city immediately to suppress the rebellion!"

"Orders from the city issued, General Bai E is commanded to lead troops into the city immediately to suppress the rebellion!"

The harsh sounds filled his eardrums, and Bai E's gaze sharpened in an instant, "There's no time. Let them adapt to their new bodies in combat!"

"Doctor, please ensure they awaken and equip the Storm Armor as quickly as possible. I'll take the lead and move ahead!" Saying this, Bai E turned and left decisively.

On the military camp parade grounds, all soldiers swiftly assembled upon hearing the emergency orders.

Within no more than three minutes of Bai E reaching the Point Soldier Platform, the entire camp's tens of thousands of troops had gathered here.

Under the beams of the night floodlights, every soldier's face was calm as they focused on Bai E on the platform, awaiting his imminent orders.

Alone, Weslin trotted over while adjusting his clothes, "What happened?"

Weslin asked curiously.

He had long known the city hadn't been peaceful recently, but after that underground fortress was wiped out, he hadn't been in the mood to find entertainment within the city. Ever since waking up, he hadn't left the camp.

But now… the unrest within the city had already spread to the military camp under his control?

Although it was an emergency order, such a significant matter couldn't have been decided on a whim, right?

Had no one informed him beforehand?

Bai E glanced at him, and in this critical moment, couldn't be bothered to pretend.

Without answering Weslin's question, Bai E coldly waved his hand at the entire military, "Troops, mobilize! Enter the city immediately! Maintain order! Suppress the rebellion!"

"Yes, General!" The resounding voices of tens of thousands of troops shook the heavens and the earth.

This was a military spectacle Weslin had never seen before.

In that instant, he birthed a faintly subtle illusion.

That this massive military camp didn't belong to him, but instead belonged to this man-made general who could mobilize an entire army with a single command.

'What nonsense is that?'

Shaking his head to dismiss the strange illusion, Weslin reached out, attempting to tug on Bai E's sleeve, "General Bai E, are you heading out as well?"

Bai E evaded his tug with a swift move, mounted his own motorcycle, and sped away, leaving behind a trail of light.

"Military urgency, forgive me for not being able to delay!"

"..."

Weslin's hand hovered in the empty air, slightly grasping at nothing, feeling a bit awkward.

"Is it really that urgent?"

Watching the departing silhouettes of the troops, Weslin hesitated, wondering if he, as the district marshal, should also follow to take a look.

But if the conflict within the city was too chaotic, and these assigned soldiers were too busy to protect him, wouldn't that entail taking a massive risk?

Since the battle at the fortress had left him corroded by demonic aura, despite regaining physical capability after waking up, his former Spiritual Energy levels and strength hadn't completely returned.

If he truly encountered a crazed battle gang member...

The thought of that scene made Weslin involuntarily shiver.

'Better not take the risk…'

"But I need to be the first one there when merit is rewarded…"

Thinking this through, Weslin turned and sought the remaining troops in the camp.

Yet after circling around, he didn't see a single familiar commander, let alone any rank-and-file soldiers other than a few gateguards.

The entire camp was desolate...

Oh wait!

What were these people in deep blue armor doing?

Had the technology department installed new tech in the camp while he wasn't paying attention?

Weslin strode hurriedly forward, deliberately showing off the marshal insignia on his shoulder to the leading officer of the group.

"I..."

"Urgent orders, please…"

Before Weslin could finish his sentence, the temporary captain of the Storm Battalion spotted this odd man blocking the way. With a simple push, Weslin was sent flying far away...

"..."

"Boss, you're so rough."

"Is your control really that unrefined?"

Listening to the teasing voices of his teammates through the communication system, the temporary captain blushed under his visor and growled, "Full squad charge! The last one entering the city, I'll hang them from the city gate for three days as a warning!"