Capítulo 1449: Chapter 1139: Dispatch (First Update)
Soon, Su Mo walked out of the rest area.
At this ti, the empty corridor accommodated only Su Mo. He looked left and right, occasionally stopping to admire the artistic paintings hanging on the walls.
Each of these hung artworks had its unique charm.
Unfortunately, they were too abstract to be easily understood.
“The First Military Departnt Building is quite tastefully decorated.”
Su Mo moved unhurriedly towards the mission dispatch hall while chatting with the creator, Swallower.
“Do you like them?”
The creator, Swallower, replied in a deep voice.
“They’re quite beautiful.”
“You never know, maybe soday one of yours will hang here too.”
The creator, Swallower, replied deeply.
“Huh?”
Su Mo asked, slightly puzzled.
“Every painting hanging here represents a fallen general from the First Legion, created by a specific artist.”
“Really?”
“Do you see the painting at the front?”
The creator, Swallower, replied deeply.
Su Mo instinctively looked over and saw an opulent oil painting at the front. Within the golden fra was a bizarre sun, half golden, half black and withered, with a pink skull of a beauty under it.
“This, could this painting represent Rogel?”
“It indeed represents Rogel. Once you understand this painting, you’ll have comprehended Rogel’s life. Each painting here signifies a deceased person’s life, hung to warn everyone.”
The creator, Swallower, replied deeply.
“Hehe…”
Su Mo’s lips twitched slightly. He cast a quick glance at the corridor adorned with countless paintings. Walking through, there were no less than eighty or a hundred artworks; the high command of this Legion certainly had a high mortality rate.
Through the hallway, Su Mo reached the mission dispatch hall entrance.
Two soldiers in IV-generation chanical armor saluted Su Mo.
“Sir!”
Su Mo nodded slightly and proceeded through the gate.
Upon entering, his view broadened, revealing an expansive circular hall.
At the center was a giant chanical pillar, surrounded by holographic screens displaying densely packed lists of tasks.
All tasks continuously cycled in real-ti.
Su Mo glanced over, slightly stunned, unable to close his mouth from the sheer awe.
“So many tasks?”
Montarily, Su Mo felt overwheld and disoriented as he carefully examined the rotating tasks.
“A-level task: Black Bird Investigation Team at special coordinates (2213, 5664, 211) in Ceres, struck by unknown monsters, requesting support…”
“B -level task: Unidentified activity in Yanduo Star Domain, urgent investigation needed…”
“B-level task: Moliclo Ore urgently needed by the Second Legion’s Annihilation Army Research Lab…”
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“Wow, these tasks are so diverse, indeed every kind imaginable. And most appear quite lucrative.”
Su Mo couldn’t help but exclaim.
“Then take a closer look. Among so many tasks, how many show they’re undertaken?”
The creator, Swallower, replied deeply.
Su Mo scrutinized closely, slightly furrowing his brow as he said, “Why are only about a tenth of the tasks undertaken, what happens to those remaining?”
“Having so many undertaken is fortunate. Take a look, how many are selecting tasks in the mission dispatch hall?”
The creator, Swallower, queried deeply.
Su Mo observed; the vast mission dispatch hall had only a few figures present.
Montarily, he couldn’t figure out what exactly was happening.
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anwhile, in the Task Total Dispatch Command Room on the third basent level of the First Military Departnt Building.
A row of consoles circled around the giant AI Fla Core Controller.
Here, a group of stylishly dressed female and handso male officers sat at their stations, chatting and laughing amidst their work.
At this mont, the automated door opened, and a tall, curly brown-haired, alluring lady with cherry-red lips and outstanding poise walked in.
Many officers on-site warmly greeted her.
“Sister Li, you’ve co.”
“Sister Li, you’re looking beautiful today.”
“Sister Li, freshly brewed Kapunocci coffee….”
…
“Good morning everyone.”
Sister Li smiled graciously, taking the coffee as she seated herself.
Instantly, people in the command room flocked around her.
“Sister Li, teach us, how can we efficiently have tasks undertaken. I’ve had one tasked for almost a month with no takers despite asking around.”
A lovely girl whined, shaking Sister Li’s hand.
“What task? Let see.”
Sister Li asked with a smile.
The girl in front, delighted, held up a tablet, showing a task.
“B -level task: Located at coordinates 2333, 882, 111 in Ceres’ Yanlu Base, affected by migrating monster nests, V-type monster sightings, urgent powerful support needed, task reward 2 billion Star Coins.”
“Your task’s difficulty is a bit high, yet the reward falls short. If it were , I wouldn’t take it either.”
“Sister Li, please help .”
“Xiao Qi, everything ultimately relies on oneself, but I can point you in a direction: Kael is currently on Ceres and is quite near the coordinates. Here’s his contact; whether it works is up to you.”
Sister Li casually wrote down a contact and handed it to Xiao Qi.
“Thanks, Sister Li.”
Xiao Qi observed the contact, her smile sowhat stiff, yet she accepted it.
Not far away, a ponytailed little girl watched Sister Li being doted upon with envy.
Her small head was suddenly tapped.
“Ouch, it hurts.”
The little girl rubbed her head, seeing a scruffy-bearded uncle standing before her.
“Luo Yue, what’re you daydreaming about? I’ve told you countless tis, stop envying others.”
“How can I not envy, Sister Li’s task completion rate is so high.”
Luo Yue responded, with a bitter face.
“Alright, what’s the use of envy? With your look, which top combat force would grant you face? You can neither provide them top-tier tasks nor accompany them with beauty, nor offer benefits. Who would want to undertake your exclusive tasks? Better scrape good random tasks to et your quotas.”
“Uncle Kugway, does it have to be so pragmatic for soone to help you?”
Luo Yue asked, bitter-faced.
“This world is inherently pragmatic. To put it bluntly, failing performance is rely penalized with reduced wages, nothing major. Why do they strive so to complete those tasks? Isn’t it because those tasks are for their holand, official Star Ring City missions? If truly urgent or crucial, they’re designated and mandatory; who dares not accept?”
Kugway spoke, biting a cigarette.
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