NIKKE, after maxing out the favorability, all the Nikkis are not right

The person who conveyed the message to them was Nikki, who also managed the outer area. What on earth was that guy thinking?

Chapter 4000: Execution on the Spot ()

"Rosanna, Sakura, explain yourself."

"Why did you two suddenly appear here?"

Blaner frowned and took the lead in attacking the two gang leaders who arrived.

Although they are also Nikki from Tetra, gang leaders like Rosanna and Sakura who have ties to the Outer Rim are outside the laws of the Ark. When they act, they do not need the orders of the commander or even ask their superiors.

Because of their uniqueness, it was hard for Bran not to suspect that it was Rosanna and Sakura who were behind the theft, which ultimately led to the theft of Green's prize.

"Blanche."

"I don't know how to explain this to you, but this matter has nothing to do with us. We're only here to investigate," Rosanna's face darkened, a look of annoyance on her face. She waved her hand and explained, "The prize has been taken away, and now instead of chasing it, you're still asking questions. Is that really necessary?"

"......"

"Blaner, don't fight with Rosanna and the others. The most urgent thing is to block every exit of the building, carefully check the ventilation ducts and remote corners, and try to catch the thief before he escapes."

Seeing that Bran wanted to argue with Rosanna, Green spoke directly and took over the chaotic situation.

As the commander, he knew exactly what to do now.

"I understand, manager. I really shouldn't have acted on impulse with my colleagues. I will immediately notify President Mastin and arrange for the building's security personnel to seal off the building." Blaner nodded, put aside her prejudice, and immediately turned around with Noah to go to work. As soon as she turned a corner, Blaner turned around again and said hello.

"Manager, please don't leave suddenly!"

"Remember to wait for me and my sister to come back!"

"Well, let's go."

After watching them leave in a hurry, Green frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

He didn't feel anything special about the thief stealing the grand prize that should have belonged to him. After all, this windfall didn't belong to him in the first place, so he didn't feel very sad about losing it.

But the thief was able to steal the jewelry in plain sight of everyone and even slip away skillfully through the ventilation duct. There must be someone behind the scenes who was behind this.

"Rosanna, Sakura, although I don't know why you are here, I think you know some inside information more or less?" Green thought for a while, walked up and started chatting with Rosanna.

"Hmm? So you're here too, sir?" Rosanna's slightly depressed mood brightened up as soon as she saw Green. "It's nothing serious, actually. We just received some information and are investigating the terrorists who infiltrated the Ark."

"is it?"

"Yes, please rest assured."

"Just leave this matter to us." Sakura smiled back at him, "We will give everyone a satisfactory answer."

"Okay, I won't interfere any further. If you have any questions, please come to the outpost to find me."

Green nodded.

Since this is Tetra's own internal problem, he will not interfere.

After chatting with Rosanna and the others for a while, Green left the Gold Coin Battle and went to the central government office not far away.

This is where commanders submit combat reports and collect supplies.

Although there is no basic salary, the central government does not mind giving the commanders some food or daily necessities such as Popate, toothbrushes and toothpaste, and dried meat every month to prevent these soldiers from starving to death in the Ark due to lack of money.

As the operator of the outpost, Green receives fifty boxes of supplies every month, which are filled with fresh water, Popeye, and easy-to-store, high-salt, and heavy-oil foods. He certainly cannot finish them all by himself, but considering that there are so many mouths to feed at the outpost, these fifty boxes of supplies will probably be eaten up in a few days.

"But no matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat."

"There are more and more people at the outpost now, and there are so many mouths waiting for me to feed. I can't let everyone eat flour and drink plain water with me every day."

"I still need to start my own farm soon... Alas, I'm not an agricultural expert. It would be great if there were some kind of food that's easy to grow and delicious. But even if there were such a thing, those greedy entrepreneurs and politicians would definitely find a way to steal it."

Green muttered to himself as he pushed the door open and walked into the central government office.

As soon as he walked through the door, he saw Officer Polly, a white-haired puppy, at the end of the line.

"Good evening, Commander!"

"Are you here to collect supplies too?"

"Good evening, Polly." Green nodded to her and asked, "Is Polly here to pick up supplies too?"

"um, yes!"

"Because I'm a civil servant of the Ark, I have to line up with everyone else every month to collect supplies." Polly stroked her fluffy hair and then yawned sleepily. "Hoo—to be honest, Commander, sometimes I envy Nikki at the outpost. After all, they only have to focus on fighting Letcher, while police officers like me have to deal with a bunch of messy and troublesome cases every day."

"Does Polly handle a lot of cases every day?"

"Too many, Commander. Listen, today alone I handled fourteen cases. They were either missing cats or dogs, as well as various drunks and hooligans causing trouble, and possible terrorist attacks."

"Almost all of my human colleagues have their vacations, but because I'm Nikki, my superiors at the police station treat me like a dog." Polly said this, pouting a little. "Commander, do you think this is fair?"

Polly is a puppy.

Although he wanted to say this, Green still kept the secret for Ingrid.

"That's really not reasonable."

"Right, Commander, you think I work hard, too, right?" Polly's eyes lit up, and she quickly moved closer to him, pretending to praise him. "I've worked so hard, Commander. Can you praise me? Or maybe pat my head?"

"Of course, Polly."

"You are an excellent police officer. There is no more dedicated police officer in the entire Ark." Green stretched out his big hand and touched Polly's fluffy white hair.

Maybe it's because when Polly was modified, some puppy genes were mixed in.

Polly's hair is not the smooth type. It feels fluffy and warm like cotton.

"Ahhh~ I'm so happy!"

"Every time the Commander praises me and gives me a pat on the head, I always feel full of energy all of a sudden!" Polly squinted her eyes, enjoying the caress comfortably. After being caressed for a while, she took out a paper bag from her waist bag and handed it to Green. "By the way, Commander, I bought some sandwich cookies when I got off work. Do you want to share?"

"Do you have chocolate-filled ones?" Green asked.

"Chocolate? That's not good for your health, Commander! If you eat too much chocolate, you might get poisoned!"

"What makes Polly think chocolate is poisonous?" Green asked, picking up a cream-filled biscuit and stuffing it into his mouth.

"Hmm... How should I put it? It's probably intuition. Besides, eating too much sweets will give you cavities, Commander." Polly pinched her chin with her fingers and thought for a long time, but she couldn't come up with an answer.

The two of them lined up in a relaxed and happy manner.

But after waiting in line for a long time, the person in front still hadn't finished his business and instead started making a lot of noise.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Didn't they say our commander gets a free supply of synthetic meat every month?"

"What's with all this expired Popeye, rotten vegetable leaves, and instant noodles?!"

The man with a crew cut at the front of the line, holding a box of supplies, suddenly roared at the central government receptionist, "I work for those high-ranking officials all day, fighting and killing on the ground. They live a good life, enjoying the best delicacies every day, but what about us? We eat nothing but slop!"

"Open your eyes and take a good look!"

"That's what you're going to get rid of me with?!"

With a bang, the man with a crew cut slammed the supply box in his hand onto the table.

He grabbed a handful of dehydrated vegetables and a soft fried dough cake, then angrily shouted at the people in line behind him, "Hey guys, open your eyes and see what the Ark is feeding us!"

"We used to be able to eat meat a few times."

"But what about now? Look at these vegetables that are about to rot, the expired poppies, and the flatbreads that they didn't even bother to give them a packet of seasoning."

"You people working in the government, do you still have any conscience? Do you still treat us commanders as human beings?!"

"Call your person in charge to come out!"

Amidst the noise.

A female manager wearing a central government uniform finally walked out of the door with an arrogant look on her face.

Through the glass window, she glanced arrogantly at the long line of commanders, and finally said in a contemptuous tone, "Don't ask why there's no synthetic meat this month. This is a central government regulation. What's the point of you yelling at me? We're in a difficult situation too."

"Are you in trouble?"

"What's the problem with you sitting in an air-conditioned office?"

"I was really stupid back then. I believed all your nonsense. You kept saying things like you're going to reclaim the land for humanity, but what's the result now? You can't even let us have a good meal. You're such shameless bastards. I don't want to be a commander anymore!" The man with a crew cut spat on the ground, then pulled off his military cap, threw it on the ground and stomped on it twice.

The commander queuing behind him got agitated when he saw that all he got were some vegetable leaves.

Some people shouted and cursed, some remained silent, some quietly left with a pile of rotten vegetable leaves and Poppet in the contemptuous eyes of others, and some stood aside with regret for the sake of their dignity, staring at those poor guys who put aside their self-esteem to pick up the rotten vegetable leaves.

But no matter what.

The female manager in charge of logistics through the glass window still looked arrogant and domineering, doing whatever she wanted.

Most commanders weren't even on the payroll anyway, at best they were mercenaries, so what if we deducted some of their supplies? In the end, they'd still be working like dogs for the Ark, right?

The woman was thinking nonchalantly.

Green pushed Polly behind him and stood in front of the window. He said coldly, "I've never heard of the central government changing the rules on logistics supply. Are you sure this rule was issued by the higher-ups?"

"Really? Does it have anything to do with someone like you?" The female manager glanced at him. She seemed to have just taken office not long ago and didn't know the "legendary commander" in front of her who had been on a business trip for half a year.

"Of course it has something to do with me." Green slammed his hands on the table. "After all, we are soldiers who shed blood and sweat for the central government, and now they are withholding even a little synthetic meat. So, is this really the will of the Ark?"

"Look, you don't really think fighting on the ground is hard, do you? Come on, it's hard for us too. The commander and Nikki on the front lines just need to kill Letcher, but the people in the rear have a lot to consider."

"Besides, what's wrong with eating more leafy vegetables to supplement your vitamins? Synthetic meat is so heavy in oil and salt, so eating lighter is better for your health, right?"

"hiss--"

As soon as the woman finished speaking, Green felt his blood pressure rise.

He had always heard that the middle-level managers of Ark were all incompetent. They were either related to each other and played nepotism, or were idiots who were unworthy of their positions and just sat there doing nothing.

He originally thought that not everyone was like this, and there should be a few ambitious people among this bunch of idiots.

But now, a person in charge of logistics dares to be so arrogant in front of him, how can he tolerate it?

"It seems that you are the person in charge of managing the distribution of supplies. Now, tell me your name!" Green ordered coldly.

"My name is Lison. What else do you want? If you're not here to collect supplies, please don't bother others, okay?" Lison showed her work badge nonchalantly. Her uncle was a high-ranking government official, just a small commander, so she was not afraid of him at all.

However, she was not afraid.

But her colleagues, and the commanders lining up behind her, stared at her with an almost mocking look.

Please.

If you pick on the weak ones, those who have no money and no status will just pinch their noses and let it go.

But the person standing in front of you is the ruthless man from the outpost.

He is a tough guy who can confront the CEO of Missilis directly for Nikki. You can withhold supplies from anyone else, but you should not withhold his supplies.

Lison noticed that the atmosphere suddenly became weird, and she also realized that something was wrong.

But now it's too late.

"I'm Captain Green, the commander of the outpost." Green showed his ID with a cold expression. "In the name of the military, I suspect and accuse you of embezzling supplies as a public official and reselling them for profit."

"It just so happens that there's a police officer right here, so we don't have to go to the police station to investigate."

Click.

Green raised his gun, pulled the safety, and aimed directly at her pale face.

"Now, put your hands up and cooperate with our investigation immediately."

"If you dare to act out of the ordinary, I will execute you here and now in accordance with the Ark Constitution!"

Chapter 4000: Polly the White Puppy ()

Green's preemptive statement scared Lison and two other timid staff members at the counter so much that they collapsed to the ground.

It seemed like she had thought about messing things up, but according to the government's unspoken rules, it would be nothing more than drinking three cups of wine as punishment.

But who could have imagined that the man in front of her would threaten her with a gun and even threaten to execute her for such a small amount of withheld supplies? Where had she ever seen such an unreasonable person?

Lison was genuinely terrified.

The way she now collapsed on the ground, trembling with fear, was completely different from her arrogant look just now. It was hard to imagine that they were the same person.

Green glanced at her and said coldly, "You're arrogant at first, but respectful later. I know all too well how to deal with a woman like you. After using backdoors to get a position in the government, you think you're very capable and talented. It's as if wearing this government uniform puts you on the same level as those ladies who drink red wine and eat beef."