Delta Operation: Big Red Objects Mutate

"Therefore, we don't need to worry about not being able to lose in the end."

"We only need to restore the flow of time this time."

"That way, once the time machine is successfully manufactured, we can just let Hafk cause him trouble."

"Although we can't interfere with his process of returning to the past."

“But we can intervene in Hafk’s current situation.”

"In this way, 'Zhong' will be able to successfully accumulate the energy of the Ocean Tears."

Upon hearing this suggestion, the others nodded in unison after a moment's thought.

This was a concept they hadn't considered.

Of course, it's not that they couldn't come up with it.

Rather, it's because none of them were bored enough to care what Jacob was doing.

after all.

Hafk is nothing, how could he possibly cause any trouble?

"Okay, it's settled then."

"Everyone should conserve the energy needed for the restart, and use any extra energy together."

"Let's accelerate Hafk's technological development!"

Chapter 359 Hello, my name is Chen Yu

The First World - Dam Zero.

Inside the visitor center.

Saeed, dressed in a white suit, stood politely in front of a group of reporters.

"Hello everyone, I am Captain Asara, Said."

"Today, I will lead everyone on a tour of Dam Zero."

After finishing his speech, Sayed politely removed his mask and bowed to the group of reporters and tourists.

A gentle smile graced his face, which was covered in burns.

If he didn't say so, given his current attire and manners, no one would guess that he was the commander of Asara's guard.

"Mr. Said, what is your opinion on Dam Zero, which the Hafk Group has devoted so much effort to building?"

"Mr. Said, if I may ask, what do you think of the online claims about Assara seizing control of Dam Zero? Is Assara having some unspeakable difficulties, or is the Assara royal family dissatisfied with their current cooperation with Hafk?"

"Does this mean that the cooperation between the Asara royal family and Hafk has completely broken down?"

"Mr. Said, are the rumors currently circulating online among the people of Assara true?"

"Is it really true, as they say, that Hafk's apparent cooperation with Asara is actually motivated by his interest in the resources of the Asara region?"

Faced with a barrage of questions from reporters that favored Hafk, the veins on Sayyid's forehead gradually bulged beneath his mask.

Some of the Asara Guard soldiers standing behind him immediately erupted in anger upon hearing these pro-Hafk remarks.

"You bunch of idiots...you reporters, don't be so shameless...don't talk nonsense!"

Because the other party was broadcasting live, the soldier had no choice but to swallow back the insults he was about to say.

"Our commander kindly led you on a tour of Dam Zero, not so you could cause trouble here!"

"Damn it, do you guys even know how to do an interview?! How much did Hafk pay you?"

For a moment, the soldiers' voices rose and fell, and some of the more agitated soldiers even raised their guns.

Upon seeing this, Sayyid's pupils suddenly contracted.

Many of these reporters broadcast live to the entire nation.

The reason for allowing them to visit was to take this opportunity to let the people of the whole country see what Hafk had done to Asara.

At this critical juncture, the soldiers will do whatever they want.

If someone behaves conservatively, their actions will be maliciously edited and posted online; if they behave excessively, their actions will be broadcast live.

"Samar! Shut up! Amal, put down your gun! These are reporters and tourists!"

"And Vafa, get back to the group!"

Saeed looked at a soldier at the very back of the crowd.

The soldier somehow managed to get behind the tourists and reporters without them even realizing it.

Furthermore, his pistol was already loaded.

He probably would have shot the reporters and tourists dead from behind if they had said another word.

After hearing Said's reprimand, Wafa pursed his lips and put away his pistol.

"I told you, the Assara people are the type to pull out a gun at the drop of a hat!"

"This is definitely a terrorist organization!"

"If there weren't reporters broadcasting live, these soldiers would probably have already opened fire on us, right?"

Seeing the soldiers put away their guns, the reporters and tourists immediately began to press the issue.

At the same time, a completely different voice rang out from the crowd.

The angry voice was tinged with helplessness.

"Fuck you, are you all fucking idiots?"

"Can you please stop yelling?! Can't you see they have guns?!"

"Don't you online trolls have brains?"

Liu Yan looked speechlessly at these reporters and tourists whose brains were not fully developed.

Are people in this world whose cerebellum is not fully developed and whose cerebrum is not developed at all?

They are now surrounded by a group of people who look like terrorists, armed with guns.

And then, in this situation, you actually try to provoke the other party with words?

Just now, Liu Yan found himself suddenly here.

There is only one way to explain this situation.

I've traveled through time.

However, Liu Yan had almost no memory of what happened before he transmigrated.

All he knew was that he was definitely not from here.

Because in his eyes, these people, although they didn't speak Chinese.

but!

They all have subtitles on their heads!

This phenomenon could be due to either mushroom poisoning or time travel.

Liu Yan believes it is the latter.

Before he could fully understand his situation...

Then I heard the reporter ask the masked man who looked like a terrorist leader.

Although I don't know what Asara and Hafk are.

But anyone could tell that all those questions were biased towards that so-called Hafk.

Isn't this obviously paid trolling?!

These people want to die, don't drag yourselves down with them!

Some reporters and tourists turned their heads in the direction of the sound and looked at Liu Yan.

A blond tourist with an appearance that made people want to laugh whispered to Liu Yan:

"Dude, are you running a fever?"

"Everyone just needs to stand here and read the lines, and each person can receive 10 Haff coins."

"Don't make it so that no one can make money!"

“You don’t need to be afraid. There’s a live broadcast going on. These Assara people won’t dare to do anything to us.”

"If you're scared, just stay put and don't make a sound."

Upon hearing "100,000 Haff coins," Liu Yan frowned at first, then asked in a low voice:

"What is the purchasing power of 100,000 Haf coins?"

Although his memories of the time travel were vague, Liu Yan was still very clear about the number 100,000.

This is no small sum of money.

If there's no threat to my life, just standing here can earn me 100,000 Haff coins, which isn't a bad thing.

At the very least, it can serve as start-up capital for my journey in another world.

When the blond tourist heard Liu Yan's question, he was taken aback at first, then revealed a sly smile.

"One hundred thousand Haf coins is enough for you to buy more than a dozen servings of delicious fried noodles!"

"You don't even know the prices, yet you accepted the part-time job assigned by Hafk?"

Upon hearing the other party's reply, Liu Yan, whose lips had been curved in a smile, instantly fell into a grimace.

More than a dozen copies.

Fragrant fried noodles.

The inflation of this HAFcoin is a bit excessive.

Liu Yan let out a long sigh, barely suppressing the urge to curse, and looked at the tourist from before.

In other words...

"You people are risking your lives to say things you don't believe."

"Just for a dozen or so bowls of delicious fried noodles?!"

Although Liu Yan could accept the idea of ​​time travel.

But he simply couldn't accept such a difficult motivation.

How delicious must this fried noodle dish be?

Would you risk your life for a meager meal?

Upon hearing Liu Yan's answer, the blond tourist's mischievous grin gradually disappeared, replaced by an unusually serious expression.

"You didn't take Hafk's order?"

"So what are you doing here?"

Liu Yan waved his hand helplessly.

"I don't know either, I don't even know where I came from."

While the two were talking, the main group had already left the visitor center and headed towards the administration building.

Liu Yan and the blonde tourist were forced to move forward, surrounded by other tourists.

"Could you tell me what you mean by 'Hafk's part-time job'?"

The blond tourist thought for a moment, then nodded.

"can."

"Also, let me introduce myself. My name is Luo."

"What about you?"

As he spoke, Luo extended his hand to Liu Yan in a friendly manner.

Liu Yan raised his head suspiciously and glanced at the top of Luo's head.