supreme commander's bizarre adventure

"Forget it, let's not talk about it, you should pay attention to other people's thoughts next, and then..." Halsey took a deep breath, then, she glanced at the documents on the table, and continued:

"Prepare for...reform surgery."

"I see, Dr. Halsey, I've been preparing for it for many years," John said indifferently, facing Halsey's expression of surprise and confusion, he thought for a while, and explained :

"Your thesis, I saw the discussion about human transformation, and combined with those of us who were tied here for training, the answer is ready to come out, ma'am."

This is only half the explanation, but in fact, John has indeed been waiting for many years...

"Well, the failure rate of this operation..."

"Very high, I'm already mentally prepared."

"...John," Halsey looked at John, "why are you so...suitable?"

"Look, it's like a fairy tale, I need a suitable child, so you appeared in front of me, I need a warrior, so, you became the best warrior, and now, I need a... sorry, I don't know how to describe it, but, that's it, you appeared here...Aren't you really a treasure that this universe bestows on mankind?"

"It's not a treasure, it's probably a weapon. I've always positioned myself very accurately," John laughed, with some rare shyness, "I will survive, Dr. Halsey, I will survive .”

"I hope so...don't promise a lady what you can't, John."

Halsey held John's hand, felt the temperature in the other's palm, and felt the temperature in the palm of the child she had watched growing up. A few seconds later, Halsey returned to the existence that was the pinnacle of human mind , said softly:

"The remodeling operation will be performed after Daisy and others find her and stabilize her emotions. You can go back, John."

"Yes, as you wish, Dr. Halsey."

Chapter 82 The Master Chief's Way ([-])

On March 2525, 3 in the military calendar, Zhiyuan Star, Spartan Phase II training base, strengthened the operating room.

Occipital capillary reversal.

Carbonized ceramic bone implants.

Catalyzes thyroid implantation.

Intensive intramuscular injection.

Neurodendritic superconducting fibrosis.

"...Wake up, John...Wake up..."

The boundless darkness engulfed John and fell downward. He didn't know where he was or where he was going, but a soft light hit his face from the end of the darkness——

John opened his eyes.

He found himself lying on a red desert, stars were moving in the distant sky, and the familiar sound of crawlers crushing sand and gravel came from the distant dust...Here...here is... …

"John, you're awake."

The boy jumped up on the ground suddenly, and looked not far away in shock. There, a man with short silver hair was sitting in front of a small round table. There were two cups of black tea and a large teapot on the table. Of course, dessert was a must. Indispensable things.

"Mr. Rorschach?!"

"Sit down," Rorschach looked very indifferent. He watched John sit down opposite him, and slowly explained:

"This is your spiritual world, and I'm just a ray of psionic echo. To put it simply, it's a little help that "I" left for you after you left the prison galaxy, that is, two gifts. Of course, There is an answer to this as well.”

"Answer...what to answer?"

"Explain why you were sent back," Rorschach said meaningfully, but before continuing to answer John's doubts, he looked around and said with some relief:

"I thought you would forget this place, or put it deep in your memory... You should live a new life and meet new people, John."

John smiled and said nothing.

"Okay, let's get down to business, we don't have enough time...First of all, I want to apologize to you, John, I lied to you, you have the qualifications to be an Astartes warrior, and what I told you about the genetic mismatch was a lie .”

"... I can guess a little bit, Mr. Rorschach," John's flat face was a bit beyond Rorschach's expectation. The young man has become mature enough and has already passed the impulsive period of ignoring him. "I found something here. Realizing the value and meaning of my own existence, I feel... pretty good."

"Even so, I still have to say sorry for the second time. The Wrath Warriors may lack a good fighter or a champion, but..."

Rorschach paused, he looked into John's eyes, the latter still had freckles on his face, but his immaturity had faded in his teens, leaving only the sharpness and fearless will hidden in the scabbard .

"This world cannot live without the Master Chief."

"...This is really a heavy trust, Mr. Rorschach."

John froze for a moment, then smiled wryly. He suddenly felt that he would not be bored anymore. After sighing, the young man looked at the slightly swaying tea in the teacup on the round table. The sharp whistling sound passed over his head... But John didn't look up, because the appearance of these steel objects had already been firmly imprinted in his memory, every silent night, he would think of that short time of year:

It was kind of torture, but John has now reconciled with it...he's moving on.

"So, is there anything more, Mr. Rorschach? If there is nothing else, I will go back. After all, I am still a busy person," John said with a smile, and Rorschach looked at his words carefully After giving him a look, he waved his hand angrily:

"Why are you talking so much now... Forget it, you really should go back. After you go back, you will receive my gift. Now, do what you should do!"

John saw the smile on Rorschach's face, and the latter gradually turned into a phantom and dissipated. At the moment Rorschach's phantom dissipated, the chair under the boy suddenly fell, and endless darkness enveloped his eyes again. The darkness came with fatigue and pain, so John closed his eyes and waited for the next awakening.

"..."

"His heart rate is rising, and he is about to wake up... Seriously, I have never seen such an existence, just for a week..."

"Keep down, number 117 will wake up soon."

John opened his eyes abruptly, the bright light above his head made his eyes shed tears, but even so, he didn't want to close his eyes, took a deep breath, the boy... the two-meter-one soldier slowly With a breath, he survived.

"Uh...Number 117, you'd better not move around now. Since you are the last Spartan to regain consciousness, before Dr. Halsey comes to check your body...can you hear me?"

John turned his head to look, and found that it was a medical staff wearing a white isolation suit and a mask. The latter shrank in fright after being swept away by his gaze, and took a few steps back. After realizing his gaffe, this A medical worker said quickly:

"I'll get Dr. Halsey in."

John retracted his gaze, and he suddenly had a wonderful feeling:

In about 30 seconds, Dr. Halsey will appear outside the door of this ward. She will straighten her collar first, then raise her head slightly, and walk in the door with the same arrogance and indescribable gratification as usual. Then said:

[Spartan 117, there is good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first? 】

"Spartan 117, there is good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

Dr. Halsey stood at the door of John's ward, leaning against the door frame, and said so with a hint of arrogance and comfort hidden in her heart.

John blinked, and the momentary feeling of wonder disappeared, but he knew that as long as he needed it, this magical ability would appear again.

"What's wrong? Don't you still feel dizzy and tinnitus?"

"No... let's talk about the good news first, Ms. Halsey, I feel that dictating the good news after waking up will be more conducive to the recovery of the body," John said quickly, and he decided to wait a while before studying this wonderful ability, "Hopefully it's real, good news."

"Of course it's good news, number 117...your brothers and sisters all survived," Halsey's eyes burst into curiosity and surprise, she walked to John's bed, sat on his mattress, Eye to eye with the warrior leaning on the bed:

"Actually, half of the people in our estimate will die, but as if by magic, the hearts of several of them have stopped beating, but after a few seconds, the heart starts giving them again. The body supplies blood...Of course, there is also bad news, among the more than 60 people who participated in the operation, 20 people were disabled, and the most serious one even had to be soaked in soft gel to survive.”

"But that's it, they survived, it's like a miracle!"

"Is it……"

John breathed a sigh of relief, but then, he suddenly realized that this was not a miracle, but a——

gift.

Chapter 83 The Master Chief's Way ([-])

John walked into the training room. He glanced at the training equipment on the ground, bent down to pick up the two largest and heaviest barbells, and after trying to lift them a few times, he nodded in satisfaction and was ready to start today's exercise.

"Hey! Over there, are you Sparda?"

"Yes."

John responded without raising his head. He noticed that a few ODSTs he didn't know walked in, and they seemed to want to have a fight with him... However, it's a novelty to meet people you don't know in this base Experience, anyone want to try the ability of Sparta?

Gee.

"Hey, so indifferent... Sparta, come and try your hand at the training ground!" The leader ODST put on his protective gear, and looked at John provocatively while lying on the soft rail of the boxing ring.

John sighed in his heart, a trace of disgust and anger towards ONI arose, and then——

The second I step on the ring, the man with the short hair will attack me, he will throw a right swing first, and at the same time I raise my hand to block, quickly draw back the right fist and use my knee Hit me in the stomach... I'd hit him in the stomach with my right fist before his knees hit, knocking him flying, rupturing his organs and bleeding profusely.

No.2ODST will be shocked by his companion being knocked into the air. He will freeze in place for two seconds, then pick up the iron rod next to me, and attack me. His first blow will be to use the iron rod from top to bottom Chop... I'll grab his wrist, break his joints, punch his right fist on the left side of the face, crack his mandible, damage his brainstem, and the pain and dizziness will put him in a coma six months later. Lose life within seconds.

No.3ODST will rush towards me while the second person is attacking. He will use the forward kick first. After being dodged by me sideways, he will try to grab my shoulder and use it as a fulcrum to attack with his left fist. My abdomen... I would hit him with a right fist on the left side of the chest after sideways avoiding his forward kick, causing ribs to break, and the broken bone would penetrate his lungs, causing difficulty breathing, pain, and bleeding, and then , I would side-hit him on the right cheek with my left elbow, fracture the mandible and damage the brainstem, killing him.

So far, two of the three ODSTs died on the spot, and one died of serious injuries on the way to the emergency room.

"Don't go."

John refused on the spot. Facing the unkind eyes of the three strong men, he stood up, took off the weights on both sides of the big barbell, stretched out his hand and twisted the iron rod of the barbell into a twist, and met the suddenly terrified gazes of the three ODSTs. Here, knead the twist into a not very round iron ball...

The iron ball slid on the floor of the training room. The three ODSTs swallowed, turned around and left with a laugh. Looking at their leaving backs, John shook his head and did not speak again.

The existence of some people is a necessary evil, but if they do too much evil, they feel that doing evil is correct and absolutely necessary. It's just easy to see the ending... It's another story, but it's really fast enough.

After finishing his short training, John plans to return to the Spartans. After a few days of recovery training, they can already start high-intensity training, but before that, John reminded Sergeant Mendez Long, due to the powerful strength and speed of the Spartans, the instructors who originally participated in the training had to wear equipment sufficient to guarantee their lives.

But even so, two instructors were unintentionally sent to the hospital by the Spartans. Fortunately, no one was seriously injured, and no fatal accident occurred.

John, who was walking on the road, kept saying hello to other acquaintances in the base, and some people would let him stop for a short time to have a brief conversation with them. Of course, it was just trivial things, but anyway, John did Still as popular as ever.

"Spartan 117," Major Sergeant Mendez saw John, he walked a few steps, stood in front of the tall soldier, raised his head and said to him:

"Dr. Halsey told you...damn, I should wear an augmentation next time..."

"Okay, I see, Sergeant Major, I'm going over now."

A moment later, John stood outside Dr. Halsey's office again, and after waiting for the blast door to open slowly, a cold female voice sounded in the office:

"So...you are John?"

John couldn't find anyone to talk to. In fact, Dr. Halsey was the only one in the whole office. After seeing John, she beckoned him in and said:

"I originally planned to wait for a while to prepare for this matter, but the performance of you and the Spartans has exceeded my expectations, so I would like to introduce you to a..."

"Hello, Spartan 117, Master Chief John."

The temperature of the holographic projection crystal rose, and a small, sea-blue figure appeared on the table. She was slender, with short hair, but she had a beautiful and lovely face. There was agility and cunning in her eyes. Moving countless data...

She is so beautiful, yet ghostly.

"You can call me Cortana."

Cortana blinked, she liked the eyes of the big man in front of her, John's deep eyes, and the quietly burning flames in the eyes made the data flow in Cortana's body surge a little faster , and then she looked at Halsey again:

"So, will it be him who will be my partner?"

"I don't deny that, as long as you two are right," Halsey shook her head, and with a sigh, she picked up a document from the table and handed it to John, who was watching Cortana helplessly Over his shoulder, watching the fighter from a closer position.

"I originally planned to introduce her to you after Thor's Hammer was completely completed... But ONI is pressing hard. They can't wait to see what Sparta, which has spent countless efforts of the UNSC, can do."

"so?"

"Do what you do best, Spartan," Halsey raised her eyebrows. She seemed very irritable now, but she was still suppressing her anger...

Thinking of this, John rubbed his head and said with a smile:

"Actually, the thing I'm best at is playing bridge...I have no rivals among the Spartans!"

"..."

Halsey's face darkened, she waved her hand angrily, pointed at the door and said:

"Come get Cortana when the operation starts, now you can go."

"okay."

John left quickly, but before leaving, he waved at Halsey and Cortana again, and disappeared before Halsey picked up the glass from the table and threw it at him.

After John left, Halsey let out a long breath. She leaned back in the chair, showing a slightly sullen expression.

"Doctor, are you still worried about those people from ONI?"

"Just a small part, I'm worried..."

"Worried that the Spartans will fail?"

"No, how is it possible," Halsey sneered, "With him around, Sparta would not fail... I just thought of those..."

"The Star Alliance?"

Halsey nodded wordlessly.

"War is imminent, but my Spartans are not ready."