"Every time I see you, there is nothing good. Say it! What do you want to do this time?" Seeing Lin Xiang walking across from the desk, Captain Soke put down the documents in his hand, picked up the slightly cold coffee, took a sip, frowned, and looked at him with blood-filled eyes.

"I need something special." Lin Xiang pulled over the chair next to him and sat down. Compared to the first time he met, the parasitic's strength remained at the three-star standard captain, and he could no longer feel more pressure in his momentum. On the contrary, when no one could notice it, Lin Xiang's power had exceeded seven stars.

"Be more specific-" The captain licked his dry lips and stared at him coldly.

"I got some wind turbines, but there were no batteries for energy storage and supporting production equipment." Lin Xiang didn't want to lie about this matter. Not only was it unnecessary to do so, it was also impossible to hide the intelligence system of the Skeleton Knights.

"Old rules, go to the quarantine officer to solve this kind of thing-"

Captain Soke pulled out a few blank documents from the folder and threw them on the table, saying coldly: "If he agrees to your application, then I will approve it."

Before Lin Xiang could answer, the captain continued, "In addition, I have to remind you to strengthen the combat effectiveness of the troops in your hands as soon as possible. According to the news sent back from the Northern Base, the religious madmen of "Hand of God" are gathering their strength to launch a full-scale attack on our southern jurisdiction. By then, everyone in the "Vulture Mercenary Group" may be recruited into the combat group. You are no exception-"

...

The military material allocation room is still as empty as before. Apart from the few skeleton soldiers guarding the entrance of the gate with live ammunition, the only decoration is that the block is more than half a meter thick, dividing the entire room from the center. Apart from leaving a steel bar arranged in an arm, similar to the common fence on the bank counter in the old era, the only thing left is the solid bulletproof door made of all steel next to it.

In Lin Xiang's memory, the skeleton quarantine in the Crescent City should be a very good-looking woman, and her name seems to be Agenice or Elnira. In short, it is very twilight and not easy to remember. If you have to find something particularly noteworthy from that woman and can remind people of it all at once, it is probably the pair of shockingly large breasts on her chest.

The memory was not absolutely correct, and this was quickly proved by Lin Xiang. When he walked into the material allocation room, he did not see the huge breasted female officer who had met several times through the gaps in the steel fence. On the chair that originally belonged to her, there was a white man with a thin figure, a age of about twenty, and a weak expression.

The appearance does not mean reality. When approaching the fence, Lin Xiang immediately felt a breath of supernatural powers emitted from the man. The intensity level of the aura was not high, probably only equivalent to the initial stage of a one-star parasitic. Despite this, Lin Xiang still held a twelve-point alert mentality and slowly walked towards the chair in front of the fence and sat down.

Under natural conditions, the parasite may never die. The parasites of the Skeleton Knights all originated from the old era before the outbreak of the war, which means that the man in front of him had received a virus injection since he was twenty years old. Although he was not sure what the other party had, Lin Xiang knew very well the importance of the position of the Quartermaster to the Knights. If he did not have outstanding specialties or skills in some aspects, it would be impossible to sit in this position.

Lin Xiang sat quietly on the chair and waited for the other party's response.

There is a triangle business card holder on the desk in the inner room, with a front photo of a man about a tiny inch attached. In the blank space left on the right, there is a line of standard printed letters.

"Vladimir Ivanovic Gregory. Position: Military Materials Dispatching Requirements Assessment Officer in the City of Crescent."

Gregory, the man opposite the fence, kept his head down and writing something on a document. He didn't even look up at Lin Xiang, and Lin Xiang remained silent. The atmosphere in the room solidified in a dull enough to suffocate. Only the clock hanging on the wall, and from time to time, the "rustling" sound of pointers passing through the scales came.

Half an hour later, Gregory finally straightened up, put the pen in his hand on the cap, and his shoulders slowly moved his sore joints to the side and backward. He pushed the chair away and stood up, took an empty cup from the table, approached the automatic water heater placed on the right side of the wall kitchen, picked up a bottle of instant coffee from the storage rack on the side, scooped two spoons, rinsed with boiling boiling water, walked slowly back and forth with his slender fingers, and used his slender fingers to grab two pieces of sugar from the paper box next to the pile of documents, threw it into the coffee cup, and stirred it back and forth slowly with a delicate spoon inserted inside.

From beginning to end, he had never said a word to Lin Xiang, nor had he expressed any comments on the material expression list in front of him.

"Squeak--"

At this time, the door was pushed open from outside and walked into a skeleton soldier wearing a gray standard combat uniform. He walked around Lin Xiang, who was sitting on the chair, approached the fence, and handed in a material application form in the same format. Gregory browsed as quickly as possible, unzipped the pen, signed his name on the blank space below the form, pulled open the drawer, took out the seal, covered the square of the name with a circular pattern with a black skull mark, loosened the corner of his lips, showed a kind smile, and handed the form back from under the fence.

As the soldiers walked out of the room, the rhythmic footsteps in the corridor gradually faded away, and Gregory's face returned to normal without any change. He was still buried in his work, as if Lin Xiang was sitting in front of him was just a ball of transparent air.

Lin Xiang had never seen this man before, but from the two completely different treatments of soldiers and himself just now, he finally understood one thing - the other party was deliberately making things difficult for him, or it should be said that he was neglecting himself.

Lin Xiang was not angry, but the gaze released from deep in his eyes became a faint coldness. He stretched out his hand, picked up the corner of the application form from the gap in the fence, and pushed the entire page hard in front of Gregori, blocking the document he was viewing.

Gregory raised his head and stared at him with a gloomy and cold gaze. After several minutes, he asked, "What do you want to do?"

His voice was very sharp, without the thick feeling of men, but instead had a unique explosion and sharpness that had not yet passed the phonic period.

"I want you to see this thing."

Lin Xiang's eyes gradually turned cold, but he still maintained the proper smile of etiquette. He pointed to the application form for supplies placed on the table and said, "I need to be reviewed as soon as possible."

"I have a lot of things to deal with, and I have to do it all. If everyone has rules and orders like you who don't understand, then the world will be completely in chaos." With a stereotyped and cold smile, Gregory gave up enough reasons.

At least, it seems so on the surface.

"The soldier was also in the lineup just now. My requirements are not high, I just hope to get the same treatment as him." Lin Xiang tried to pull out his pistol and knock the man's head out, so he kept his tone as calm as possible.

This is the Crescent City, an important stronghold of the Skeleton Knights. He does not want to cause rebellion for a little bit of a small matter. After all, Hidden Moon City still needs a lot of things to develop, and these materials can only be obtained from the Knights.

"Same treatment? Hum--"

Suddenly, Gregory laughed gloomyly: "What qualifications do you have to say this to me? What qualifications do you have to ask for any hell? You are just a waste who doesn't even have the most basic evolutionary ability. I really don't understand why God created you dirty and lowly ordinary people. No, you are not worthy of the great title of "humanity". You are a bunch of scum, the most humble product of desire and barbarity. You can do nothing except waste resources and food. You should be beaten back to the most primitive single-cell form, rather than being so high at the top of the biological chain as you are now. Hum----I want to get fair treatment from me... First get a shot, let the enhancement potion completely expel the dirty and humble soul from your body, and replace it with a slightly cleaner body before talking about it!"

As he said that, he grabbed the application form of the supplies placed on the table, kneaded it hard with both hands into a mess of paper balls, and threw it into the trash can next to it. Through the thick all-steel fence, Gregori stretched out his right hand, pointed to the door, and roared loudly in his sharp and harsh voice: "Now, get out of this room for me. Only evolved people or strengtheners can enter my office. Mediocre waste like you, go as far as you can-"

The huge roar and scolding alarmed the guards on duty outside the door. They rushed into the room quickly, picked up the gun and surrounded Lin Xiang in the middle. Gregory's voice was very loud, enough for them to hear clearly what was going on through the wall. Therefore, the guards did not make more extreme actions towards Lin Xiang.

A skeleton soldier with the rank of lieutenant on his shoulder came forward, looked at the mercenary nameplate hanging around Lin Xiang's neck, and then looked at the special skeleton officer uniform on him, reached out and patted his shoulder, and reminded kindly: "Sir, go out with us first! Calm down, it's good for everyone."

Lin Xiang took a deep breath, as a touch of redness produced by anger faded away from both sides of his cheeks. He tried hard to control his emotions, looked at Gregory standing behind the fence for a long time, and said calmly: "I will remember every word you just said, and I hope you can remember everything that happened today--"

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the room.

Gregory's eyes were still full of disdain and contempt. He did not take Lin Xiang's last words at all, and continued to drink coffee slowly. After a few minutes, the cup had already bottomed out. Looking at the coffee grounds remaining at the bottom of the cup, a cruel sneer suddenly appeared on his face.

"A merely an ordinary person, I can punch you out with one punch. But then again... this guy's face looks really good. If he can press it on the bed and fuck his butt a few times, it will feel very comfortable. Hehehe--"

...

Captain Soke's office was still shrouded in smoke, and its intensity was even greater than when Lin Xiang left before. Perhaps, this environment surrounded by nicotine could indeed stimulate the brain to remain awake, but Lin Xiang felt that the captain would one day be suffocated by the smoke that filled his body.

"It seems that you haven't got what you want." Looking at Lin Xiang, who had just walked into the room and was still obviously angry on his face, Captain Sok smiled sarcastically, took out one from the "marlboro" cigarette box on the table, lit it, and took a light breath.

Lin Xiang slowly calmed down his emotions, and his black jade-like eyes looked at the captain sitting opposite him calmly, saying, "If you don't want me to get those supplies, please explain it directly. There is no need to insult with such dirty and despicable means. You should understand that angering a person, especially a man, is not something worth boasting. On the contrary, this kind of behavior is dangerous and very dangerous."

Captain Soke seemed to have expected Lin Xiang to react like this long ago. He did not get angry or expressed any objection to the accusation. Instead, he shook his head calmly, pulled out a new material application form from the folder and threw it in front of Lin Xiang.

"The Skeleton Knights is a huge organization, like a car, every part has its fixed role and function. The same is true - the allocation and review of every material must be approved by the quarantine officer. I am only responsible for confirming the specific purpose and the final distribution. Simply put, these two links are indispensable. Because of this, the personnel who serve as the quarantine officer are directly appointed by the core main city of the area. I admit that Gregory is indeed a bit difficult. He is an absolute discriminator of the mutant population. Not only you, he is hostile to all non-powerful humans. But I have no choice but to do this. He is a direct appointed person in the City of Raphael and is not under the normal control of the City of Crescent. Here, except for the Lord Weber who can order him to modify certain documents, no one can force him to do anything."

Lin Xiang took the application form and frowned: "What do you mean is that if I want to get what I want, I have to pass this guy?"

"That's right-"

Captain Soke squirted a thick sip of smoke and said in a hoarse voice: "This is the rule. Even if Cloud had promised you to follow-up assistance, he must be approved by his signature and seal."

"It seems that I will never get those supplies." Lin Xiang smiled mockingly, his eyes full of disappointment.

It can be seen that Captain Soke's attitude was not intentionally shirked or made things difficult. Moreover, judging from the current cooperation and mutual needs, he did not need to and would not do so.

"I don't like that bastard Gregory, but there is no way. The previous quartermaster Agent was dispatched to the northern base. The same thing is said, I can't help you before I get Gregory's signature." Captain Sock directly pointed out the key to the problem.

Lin Xiang nodded without saying a word, picked up the supplies on the table and folded them in his hand a few times, and put them in his pocket on his chest.

The captain looked at him lightly with complicated eyes, without any persuasion. It was not until Lin Xiang stood up from the chair, turned around and walked to the door, and was about to leave the room that he coughed heavily and said slowly: "Don't rush to leave. At least, stay here for one night."

Lin Xiang quickly turned around and asked strangely: "Why?"

"Executive Lord Aphra has finished his inspection of various bases in the north and will be able to return to the Crescent City by tomorrow morning at the latest. She has always wanted to see you, and some things must be discussed with you." When she said this, Captain Soke's expression did not change at all, but his tone was very serious.

"Mr. Aphra?"

Lin Xiang quickly searched in his mind, but in the end he couldn't find any memory related to the name. He frowned and asked, "I don't seem to know this person?"

"But she knows you-"

The captain stuffed the cigarette butt that had already been smoking his finger into the ashtray and pressed it out: "By the way - if you can get her approval, that bastard Gregory...I can help you settle it."

...

Although Lin Xiang belongs to the periphery of the Skeleton Knights and even has the same rank as the Skeleton Soldiers, in terms of actual organization, he is not a formal member of the Crescent City. Therefore, he cannot enter the Soldiers' Restaurant and can only find other places to eat and stay in the city.

Like all settlements in the Wasteland World, the bars in Crescent City are not only served with a variety of alcoholic beverages, but also have the function of a restaurant.

The operator of the bar is two veterans with disabilities on their legs. They did not express too many questions or vigilance about Lin Xiang, a strange outsider. After all, before entering the city, everyone must go through the guards to inspect it in detail. Moreover, the mercenary nameplate on Lin Xiang’s neck is the best proof of identity.
Chapter completed!