Counterfeit Hero Chapter 41 - One

Editor: Geoffrey_

The researcher said with half belief: "The whole Federation is buzzing. They say a Special Soldier Company Commander single-handedly rescued over 200 war captives from behind enemy lines. I also heard that this battle’s simulation was done by this commander."

The researcher paused, then praised with admiration: "That’s incredible. But the commander emphasized multiple tis not to reveal his na. Everyone in the Federation is guessing, but no one knows who it is."

Fatty thought proudly, of course it was . Who else has this kind of skill? However, he said with a face full of disdain: "That guy is an idiot. If it were , why not admit it? Money and beauties would all co my way, and being in the spotlight feels amazing!"

While saying this, he cursed his bad luck inwardly for calling himself an idiot.

The researcher wasn’t ready to give up, he asked eagerly: "Why did you and those war captives co back on the sa Transport Ship? I actually saw it myself this morning at the airport testing area."

First pig at the trough gets slaughtered first; Fatty didn’t want to be the target of everyone’s attention. Safety first was his principle.

"I don’t even know who those people are. I was not in the Special Soldier unit, but a poor Reconnaissance Camp. The difference between the two is huge."

With quick thinking, Fatty pointed to Boswell’s lab door and said with a mischievous expression: "I managed to get into the Combat Departnt thanks to my teacher helping pull so strings."

Considering Boswell’s temperant, as long as it’s unrelated to research, no one dares to ask him. Pushing the bla onto him felt quite effortless.

Disappointed, the researcher said: "So it’s really not you." Seeing Tian Xingjian nod affirmatively, the researcher finally gave up, muttering while shaking his head as he walked away.

Tian Xingjian chuckled secretly. Anyway, I won’t admit it even if I die. I won’t be a front-line hero with a dal. Better safe than sorry!

When he turned around, he saw Milan’s door had opened at so point. Milan was looking at him smugly, her white hand covering her mouth as she giggled.

Knowing the serious consequences if the secret was exposed, Tian Xingjian shalessly went up to her, disregarding Milan’s disdainful look, he begged her for confidentiality while circling around her.

Fatty thought, since I’ve already lost face, today I’ll use so thods to make this girl completely confused. If that doesn’t work, I’ll resort to force, using violence to conquer. If all else fails, I’ll directly eliminate and destroy all evidence.

Milan’s body twisted, but she wouldn’t look at Fatty directly. She busied herself walking around the lab with a pretentious attitude, occasionally laughing out loud, making Fatty grind his teeth in frustration.

Tian Xingjian felt helpless and smiled bitterly: "Dear Milan sister, what do you want to do? Perform tricks or sacrifice myself?"

Milan’s face turned red, she glared at Fatty and spat: "Get out of here! Who is your dear, who wants you to... sacrifice whatever, you two-timing scoundrel!" She extended her hand to shove the shaless Fatty aside: "Move, you’re blocking from doing my experint."

At the ntion of experints, Fatty quickly moved closer again and said: "Junior sister, the teacher asked to take a look, saying there are a few research projects related to my cha."

The scoundrel intentionally added a flirtatious hint to the words "junior sister" to close the distance.

Milan, irritated by him, chuckled and asked with hands on her hips: "Do you even care about the teacher? Since when have you sold off like the teacher?"

Fatty, typically soone who seizes any opportunity to climb up, moved closer to Milan and said: "I was forced earlier, there’s just us. Do you think I would sell you out? I’d rather be sold out by you!"

Milan huffed: "Who has any relationship with you? And what wouldn’t you sell? Not only did you fra the teacher earlier, but you also dared to hit ." Perhaps recalling the unpleasant scene earlier or the flirtatious way of talking, her white cheeks turned red again.

Even the most beautiful and rational woman experiences her first awakening of love.

In a dull lab, trivial experints, and the first close contact with a male peer for six months, it’s inevitable that flirtation would develop. As a self-proclaid psychology master, Fatty certainly knew this.

But despite this, he still had an unrequited first love hanging in his mind. Whenever his thoughts wandered into the realm of emotions, a figure would unknowingly appear in his mind.

Was he really here to join the army just to lose weight? His heart knew it was for her.

If this feeling were to be exposed, it would be the biggest joke in the universe. He would be dubbed the purest man in the universe, enshrined in a museum for people to see.

Tian Xingjian stared blankly at the blush on Milan’s cheeks, seemingly too embarrassed to face her, he lowered his head.

Seeing Tian Xingjian droop his head in silence, Milan suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of sympathy and no longer had the heart to tease him. She pulled out so files from the central computer and snorted: "Fatty, read these, you’re lucky this ti!" She then turned and left the lab, lightly closing the door.

As soon as the door closed, Fatty laughed; he had been acting all along.

This was the classic technique of the emotional scamrs in "Realistic Imitation": their faces showing a hint of sadness, with clear and tender eyes holding painful and bleak mories.

Fatty had practiced these expressions in front of the mirror countless tis.

Humming a tune, he sat down and opened the research materials Milan had left. Tian Xingjian was imdiately attracted by a research project, which was about instantaneous changes in Biological Dual State tal, aid specifically to alter cha’s physical defense in a split second!

Imagine if an enemy’s blade hits the cha and suddenly the thickness at the impact point increases by several centiters. Even if it gets damaged, it can be quickly repaired through rapid dual-state transformation. What would that an in close-quarter combat?

The second docunt also made Tian Xingjian ecstatic.

This research was a demonstration of various electronic attack devices originally developed for heavy cha and Space Battleships now being applied to regular chas. These devices are much more advanced than the Antenna’s electronic attack technology, offering diverse ans of electronic signal deception, simulation, control, and attack, proving extrely fierce.

However, the biggest drawback of this system was its high energy consumption in a short period, plus the docunt was rely a concept still under verification, which slightly disheartened Fatty.

There were also so direct modifications to Logic’s finer details. Although the impact wasn’t as significant as the previous two, the thorough consideration provided notable enhancents to Logic’s combat capability.

Seeing the nas of researchers responsible for these projects, he found that in the director column, they all had Milan’s na. Fatty was stunned; he knew the research procedures in the lab well enough. Whoever proposed a plan and got it approved would be the research director responsible for executing a substantial part of the work, while other researchers only assisted.

It ant Milan had proposed almost a year’s worth of work plans for Logic within the twenty days he was away. Clearly, her mind had been solely focused on Logic’s research.

Apparently, he owed this junior sister, whom he had spent six months with, a significant debt. Tian Xingjian thought, he must definitely repay Milan properly when the chance arises.

Facing a beautiful woman awakening to love, could saving her and then doing XXXX be considered repaynt in the spirit of rescue and aid?

This scoundrel fantasized heartlessly.