Using the MC system to pretend spiritual revival

Chapter 84 Discovering the Secret
Thinking about how I could gain this opportunity.

He even gave the management rights of a portion of the family's assets to his "eldest brother" in the family.

Smith couldn't help but grit his teeth.

"What a greedy worm! He'll pay the price for his greed sooner or later!"

He muttered to himself, but he didn't forget the precious opportunity that this massive hemorrhage had brought him.

He still maintains his arrogant attitude of being nonchalant and unproductive.

His eyes darted around, seemingly searching for anything unusual.

The sunglasses-wearing guards surrounding him were also making various subtle moves in the shadows.

The two soldiers monitoring the situation did not stop these actions.

Before they arrived, the commander told them that as long as these people did not touch the places marked "top secret," they were free to go.

along the way.

Smith walked slowly with his guards, barely missing any place that looked abnormal.

With his unique night vision ability, he could see even the corners shrouded in shadow clearly.

Based on his understanding of these people in the military region, oversights are an inevitable characteristic of their profession.

Sure enough, the next moment.

As his gaze shifted, Smith's pupils, glowing with a faint red light, finally locked onto a series of splinters of wood and dust lying on the ground.

The dust was swept into a ball, and various broken pieces of wood and collapsed wooden stakes were piled together.

The obvious signs of cleaning and tidying are immediately apparent, clearly an attempt to cover something up.

Then I looked up at the house not far away that had been smashed with a large hole.

Clearly, even with the military's efficiency, it's impossible to completely cover up such extensive damage in a short period of time.

With his excellent eyesight and night vision, Smith looked at the car covered by a curtain in the darkness of the room and curled his lip.

From where everyone was standing, to the straight line marked by the large hole in the house.

Even though the whole thing was deliberately obscured, you could still tell it was a car that had driven recklessly into the house.

Moreover, with his superhuman observational abilities, he even noticed the bloodstains remaining in the corner.

Even in the gaps of a haystack not far away, there was a pistol covered in black and red stains.

To be honest, this location isn't exactly hidden; it's clearly a mistake on the job.

He got a bargain, but this also brought Smith's disdain for the military to almost its peak.

He then made no attempt to conceal his intentions, directly signaling with his eyes for the guards to approach the haystack together.

Then, to the astonishment of the two soldiers watching, he bent down and pulled out the pistol.

The two soldiers reacted quickly, stepping forward to grab it, but Smith stepped aside and they were then restrained in place by his guards.

Seeing that they could not recover from this oversight, the two could only shout in a tone that was both pleading and warning.

“Mr. Smith, this area has been taken over by the military for investigation. The materials you have are our research materials. Please return them to us.”

"We don't want to cause trouble either."

No one answered their questions.

Smith, of course, could not do as he wished.

He looked away from the stains on the pistol with some disgust, picked it up with two fingers, and waved it around in front of the two soldiers' bewildered eyes.

He then handed it directly to the guard who was already standing and waiting beside him.

Next, under the watchful eyes of two soldiers, the guard who had taken the pistol turned around.

He reached into his backpack and rummaged around, pretending to take out testing equipment.

But in reality, he simply stuck out his tongue and licked the stains on the gun that looked like blood.

The next moment, his facial expression twisted.

But he quickly suppressed it with a firm will, and then shook his head expressionlessly at Smith, who was waiting to the side.

Smith, reading the guard's eyes, had a glint in his eye. "It's blood, but not human blood... That's interesting..."

After thinking it over, a surge of excitement welled up in his eyes.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, it is now certain that a new force has begun to emerge in the extraordinary world.

Compared to the established vampire clan, this new force is likely much weaker, and there might be opportunities to profit from maneuvering within it.

"...These things are meant to be used by vampires..."

Smith muttered to himself, his eyes filled with fanaticism, as the image of the holy, pure white figure of the "Saintess" of the Salvation Church flashed through his mind.

Regardless of his current state.

The guards who had noticed something was wrong from the beginning had already run off to warn others.

At this moment, Commander Thomson, who had been away for a while, returned.

When he arrived at the area where the two sides were clashing, the guards wearing sunglasses finally released the two soldiers who were monitoring him.

The two of them didn't dare to speak again and simply returned to the group with their heads down.

Throughout the entire process, Commander Thomson did not glance at the two of them once, but calmly met Smith's gaze from not far away.

Meanwhile, Smith understood the meaning in the other person's eyes.

"You're going a little too far."

Although he disregarded the threat the other party saw, it was too early to reveal his vampire identity, so he could only try to appease the other party for the time being.

In any case, all the necessary information has been collected.

In the scene that everyone then saw, Smith seemed to have been defeated under the pressure of the other party's gaze.

He turned to the side and waved his hand, signaling the guard holding the stained pistol to hand it over to the other person.

Seeing him "give in," Commander Thomson's expression softened slightly, and he nodded.

Without saying a word, he turned and left again, taking the two monitoring soldiers with him.

In fact, surveillance is a form of humiliation.

The area had long been completely sealed off and controlled by the military. Smith knew that he would definitely be searched when he left, and it would be impossible to take anything with him.

In terms of cybersecurity, the military is even more adept, having long ago set up jamming equipment both in the center and on the periphery—this is their forte.

Smith was extremely unhappy about being repeatedly suppressed by mortals.

He then made no attempt to hide his anger and cursed a few times in the direction the other person had left.

Although the guards on duty didn't hear clearly, they could tell from the shape of his mouth that he was cursing very filthy.

But considering his status, we turned a blind eye.

As for whether or not you are afraid of offending the other party?
Smith didn't care at all.

I used connections back then.

When his eldest brother in the family forced him into the military region's investigation area, he had already broken ties with the commander.

After all, he got involved in his own name.

If it weren't for the Smith family's influence, they probably would have beaten him up and thrown him out long ago, instead of just giving him a dirty look.

So from the moment he got off the bus, Smith never considered trying to appease or ease his relationship with these "military men".

Whether now or in the future, they are destined to be opposites; it's just that the situation is still stable and neither wants to break the balance.

"Even so, it's really annoying that this old man keeps looking at us like we're the weak. Don't you think so, Green?"

The "blood test" guard who was being spoken to by him silently shook his head.

He hesitated for a moment.

He still managed to utter a few words stiffly.

"The mission is urgent."

(End of this chapter)