Delta Operation: Big Red Objects Mutate

If Liu Yan were to describe it...

That's a real lunatic.

But if we had to use a more accurate term, it would be yandere.

Furthermore, he's a white-haired male yandere.

After the laughter subsided, Ivan turned the magician's hat upside down.

"Liu Yan, you..."

Have you ever met a genius?

Chapter 227 Sleeping Old Lady

Little Eagle Nation.

John sat up in bed.

The pristine white sheets contrasted sharply with his dark skin.

On the other side of the bed lay a derivative of Demoulins, the space base's security director.

The derivative creature had a bullet hole in its forehead, indicating that it had been dead for some time.

John stood up, fastening his belt as he walked to the balcony.

He looked up at the sky, his lips moving slightly:

"Jacob, can't you see?"

That's my answer.

“Tell your lackey Demulan that if she were to switch to her original form, she would suffer the same fate as this derivative.”

John pointed to the old woman's derivative on the bed.

"How many times have I risked my life over the years to get where I am today?"

"When there is danger, I am the first to rush forward; when there is a powerful enemy, I am the first to step forward, all for the sake of establishing prestige."

"Now that things are finally starting to look up, you want me to join you?"

Stop dreaming.

"Your bullshit theories, what utopia? Bah!"

"When Black people were enslaved, why didn't you stand up for them? Now that Black people have risen up and are in charge, you're jumping out and asking me to join them and bring brainwashing machines to them?"

"What I want is war, what I want is chaos!"

"Only in this way will Black people not be discriminated against, and only then will they realize the power of Black people!"

John pointed to the sky and launched into a tirade, spitting as he spoke, but no one paid him any attention.

But he knew that Jacob would most likely have seen all of this.

John was quite dismissive of this sudden invitation.

crunch————

John pushed open the door and stepped out of the room, where he was greeted by Triss, who had been waiting for a long time.

Tris glanced at the Demulan derivative on the bed.

After smelling the peculiar odor in the room, Triss glanced at John with surprise.

"What?"

"You gave her to..."

Even though he knew John was somewhat perverted in some ways, he was still shocked when he actually saw the derivative of the regional leader lying in bed.

Triss still felt that his brain had been subjected to an extremely strong shock.

"Stop talking nonsense, how's the looting going?"

John ignored Triss's surprise.

It was then that Triss noticed that John didn't seem to be in a good mood.

"Here you go, we've found two Hearts of Africa so far. Experts estimate that if we search the entire Little Eagle Country, we could find nearly 20."

Trace handed the two African hearts to John.

The latter's mood eased somewhat after seeing the two African hearts.

"Well done." John patted Triss on the shoulder and gave him a very appreciative look.

Although I know that this wasn't someone Triss found himself, it's always good to give appropriate praise to subordinates.

And John is indeed in a very good mood right now.

Including his original Heart of Africa, he now has three Hearts of Africa.

"Since it's about making a wish, we should start by making a big one."

John glanced at the Heart of Africa in his hand.

boom--

Just as John was pondering what wish to make, Triss closed the door behind John.

The scene inside was too offensive to bear; he simply couldn't take it anymore.

John paid no attention to it; his focus was entirely on the Heart of Africa.

"I wish that no one in the world would discriminate against Black people."

As expected, the wish failed.

John was stunned; this was the first time he had ever used the Heart of Africa.

He hadn't been willing to use it when he only had one.

Is it because macro-level aspirations cannot be fulfilled, or are there other reasons?

"Make a wish, John, that you become stronger."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Heart of Africa disappeared from John's hands.

John stretched his body and vaguely felt his body become lighter.

Coordination of the limbs, dynamic vision, and hearing all improve simultaneously.

John stuffed the remaining two African hearts into his pocket and quickly ran to the empty road.

On the road, scattered survivors were clearing away the bodies of Hafk and Asara's soldiers.

Upon seeing John, they immediately greeted him with smiles and waved.

Ignoring these people, John quickly put on the propulsion device.

This was captured after he had planned to kill some soldiers.

cluster----!!!

Before John could react, the propulsion system activated instantly!

This sudden advance almost caught John off guard.

He subconsciously adjusted his body in mid-air.

cluster----!!

inverted flight!

After several attempts, John found that he had gradually mastered the application of the power propulsion device.

He could never have done it before.

“Praise be to the heart of Africa!” John couldn’t help but smile.

He quickly tried the emergency avoidance device again.

Similarly, it didn't take long for him to master it.

Seeing this, Triss couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.

"Is this the power of the Heart of Africa...? It's truly powerful!"

Tracey had spent the most time with John, and he was very clear about John's shortcomings.

John is poor at both physical coordination and athletic ability.

This makes him stand out from other Black people.

However, John's ruthlessness and intelligence were far beyond what other black people could match.

However, the Heart of Africa easily made up for John's shortcomings.

And it is permanent.

It's completely different from caviar or graphics cards, which are short-lived.

"Only now am I worthy of being the leader of the Little Eagle Nation..."

John's face lit up with joy, but the corners of his mouth quickly turned down.

"wrong..."

"I prayed with the heart of Africa to become stronger, and only then did I barely manage to skillfully use the propulsion system..."

"But Chen Yu shouldn't have used the Heart of Africa back in Bakshi..."

John's face grew darker and darker with each thought.

He was complacent after only flying a few times on flat ground using the enhanced propulsion system.

But he clearly remembers that day...

Chen Yu used a propulsion device to fly in the sky!

Even amidst the constant interference of twists and turns, while dodging bullets, he flew at high speed through the air, blowing the heads off all his other teammates.

Even now, with the enhancement of the Heart of Africa, I cannot achieve this level of skill.

In other words, his strength was at least two African Hearts behind Chen Yu's.

John, with his back to Triss and head bowed, said softly:

"Tris, we need to attack the surrounding countries as soon as possible."

"Even when Reis was transferred to Chen Yu's side, he couldn't do anything to him."

"We need to find enough Hearts of Africa..."

After saying that, John glanced at the two African hearts in his hand and sighed.

"I originally planned to use these two to see if they could kill Chen Yu."

"But I think it's impossible to do so; even if we weaken him, it won't make a difference."

"I only have two."

Triss scratched his head and asked in confusion:

"So, what wishes do you plan to make with these two African hearts?"

John slowly raised the Heart of Africa in his hand, facing the sky, and said, word by word:

"Used to roll snowballs."

"Make a wish, grant me navigation for this world."

"Make a wish that the country with the heart of Africa will be marked on the navigation."

Upon hearing John's wish, Triss immediately gasped.

He had just thought of many wishes John might make.

It's either too macro-level and might not be feasible.

It's either too individualistic and not very meaningful.

But John's wish filled Triss with utter admiration.