The small station where Nesta is located at the moment has a basic but relatively complete manufacturing, maintenance and supply function, with various types of combat teams under its jurisdiction starting at least double digits, and there are also a lot of other positions such as defenders, technicians, and intelligence officers, and there are thousands of official members under its direct jurisdiction alone, which is actually qualified to become a miniature independent force.

In addition, the station also separately supervises the activities of the legions in the area of more than 10,000 galaxy light years, and is the intelligence management and activity coordination center for each micro-station in the region.

As with the rest of the stations at the same level, the manager is a civilian cadre with a title of 6, and although the 'civilian' status does not necessarily indicate that he has deficiencies in combat and command, it can show that management affairs are his relative strength, so he will be assigned to be transferred to the supervision and management of this area.

He seemed to have a body that was scattered like smoke, and if one of the slaves who had participated in the previous ritual could see his state, he might be able to deduce the origin of the fog that had been haunting the field at that time, and had a slight sense of the realm.

Perhaps out of trust in the loyalty of its members, the legion generally does not have any checks and balances in the station, so most of the expatriate management has a high level of authority.

For example, this manager can handle the personnel arrangements of the station on his own after reporting to the superior organization, but he is not very interested in training affairs, and even promoted a Level 1 member to be his own training adjutant;

However, because the power to evaluate the 1st to 2nd level professional titles is not in the hands of the manager, the adjutant has not been promoted by the internal title positioning, and the intelligence power and thinking supervision power linked to the professional title have not been started, so he is only responsible for many matters related to the training of slave soldiers.

Coincidentally, this lieutenant also happened to be a humanoid erect creature with two legs and four arms, that is, the 'four-armed Nusser', the same clan of Nesta's body at this time.

If this is just a coincidence, it is actually a bit far-fetched, and the more important reason is that this kind of Yinba monopoly product has more eye-catching physical and mental attributes, coupled with the unique technology of the Yinba Group, which quickly endows them, making them a relatively inexpensive choice of excellent slaves;

The four-armed Nussell is an unregistered race of native civilizations, and the Yin Tyrant Gang simply sells them in the name of 'artificial human tools' after their fertility castration and cloning blockade;

Generally speaking, the Light forces that are not too serious will choose to turn a blind eye to this, so the four-armed Nussel can enter and exit the river system as a 'cyborg tool', which will also be more convenient for buyers.

As a slave purchaser, the Legion also retains a large number of four-armed Nussell Slaves, and it is not too incredible that the best of them can break through the barriers between slaves and peripheral members and become official members of the Legion;

The lieutenant was one of those cases, who happened to be purchased at the station, promoted to a rank 1 rank at the hands of the Administrator, and gave the latter a very good impression of the four-armed Nusser.

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Some 45 galactic days had passed since the ceremony, but during this time, the same batch of new slaves had not set out on a mission with the squad that held their ownership;

In order to make the skills of the slave soldiers more mature, they are required to carry out in-depth skill training at the station in addition to consolidating the additional effects of the ceremony, so that they can be more useful and live longer, so as to save the resources of the legion and the subordinate team in related aspects in disguise.

The training is carried out in a virtual reality, but I don't know if this is due to the size of the station or the technical direction, the Torto Corps seems to be much behind the Yinba Group in this aspect, but it can also provide a more realistic training experience, and then achieve considerable training results.

And Nesta also attaches great importance to this kind of training, not only because he understands the technical and tactical capabilities of the Legion and the enemy, but also because he does not want to waste time with the long-headed raiding squad;

Therefore, he is currently raising his own value as much as possible in a relatively reasonable range under the cover of new technology, trying to attract the attention of the legion within his own tolerance in this way, and then seek the opportunity to be promoted to full members more quickly.

And in this process, that is, in terms of combat power and physical fitness, he may not be able to exaggerate too much, because no one would believe that the primitive four-armed Nussell can conceal the technical test of the Yin Ba Group in terms of hard quality;

Moreover, the basic quality of the race is basically in a state of open card at this time, and the evaluation of the third-level slave soldier and the corresponding basic price are the consensus reached by the buyers and sellers in the many years of transactions;

If he is too prominent in terms of basic qualities, it is almost equivalent to saying 'I have a problem', and the Legion will cast a curious look at his strange 'mutant' for various purposes, and being sliced and studied in the laboratory may be the final situation.

Therefore, relatively speaking, the soft qualities such as learning potential, war sensitivity, etc., have a certain room for maneuver, and there are quite suitable reasons for him to choose

It was with this in mind that Nesta showed a considerable level of soft potential during the training, showing a visible speed of progress in the field training session after scene, which in turn attracted the attention of the resident training adjutant, that is, the four-armed Nussel 'compatriot'.

And Nesta's 'hard work' did pay off, and at some unknown moment while he was still in the middle of training, the training lieutenant finally made up his mind to give this excellent compatriot a chance after a considerable period of observation;

As a result, he put Nesta's training materials and previous assessment results on the front page in a way that was not actually a violation in his daily report, and attracted the attention of the resident manager who already had a good impression of the four-armed Nusel.

Looking at the information displayed in the system, the level 6 manager found that a certain squad directly under the jurisdiction of the garrison seemed to have picked up a treasure, and there was a rare general in the new batch of attached slave soldiers;

According to the information, the slave soldier has a high adaptability to skill learning, strong combat sensitivity, and more importantly, he seems to have demonstrated command potential beyond the original evaluation.

After recalling the corresponding video records and examining them carefully, the content of the data was also confirmed in his 'eyes', although the performance was still very immature, but the progress that could be seen by the naked eye was really true.

So after communicating with the training adjutant again, he gave further instructions about Nesta, saying,

"Increase the attention of (267-)3021 slave soldier, and further increase the content and authenticity of his training."

The 267 in parentheses is the regimental number of the station, and the 3021 in the language is the individual number given to the slave soldier, which naturally refers to Nesta's personality clone.

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The will of the manager was manifested in the following days, from a certain moment Nesta clearly felt the change in the content and intensity of his training, and the joint training with the rest of the slaves was quietly stopped, and he was often arranged to enter a certain scene alone, participating in battles that seemed to have historical prototypes as commanders at all levels;

As a result, Nesta memorized the various types of weapons that had appeared in previous battles, and while sending these materials back to the Republic headquarters for archiving, he also communicated with the rest of the elves to discuss his own expressiveness;

Since then, he has either completely failed in large and small battles, or achieved hard-won victories after hard struggle, or easily achieved the success of a certain battle simulation training;

All in all, he has always grasped the boundary between 'potential' and 'ability' to exert his own level, control his expressiveness in an excellent but reasonable category, and become a genius in the eyes of resident managers and management.

The training of the new batch of slaves had actually ended at this time, and most of the 'colleagues' had already left the station with the squad that held their own subordinate rights, and went to the galaxy to go through various tasks as cannon fodder in a sense;

For these slaves, there is usually no such thing as 'free movement', and the vast majority of them will continue to be 'dormant' and 'fighting' until the moment they die in battle and are renumbered;

Only a very small number of individuals can stand out in the mission, climb all the way from minus 9 slave soldier to minus 1 to usher in the most important assessment of their lives, and thus determine the fate of the reference for the rest of their lives.

But Nesta seems to have overstepped these steps in advance, at least for the moment he was the only one in the same batch of slaves who was deliberately left behind

Someday, Nesta, who had just completed solo training and showed excellent progress, was 'interviewed', and the key moment that would determine the success or failure of the trip and the efficiency of the trip came quietly.

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The venue was just an ordinary conference room, and the training adjutant who was familiar with him was the interviewer on the surface.

Sitting in front of the four-armed Nussel, who was more than half a meter taller than himself, Nesta looked at the badge on his chest with hope and apprehension, and it wasn't until a moment later that he sat upright as if he remembered something, waiting for a question.

Just like the term 'legion' in the title of power, most of the official members of the Torto Legion that Nesta has seen will deliberately appear like an army. At least that's the way it looks when it comes to walking, sitting and lying down.

For example, at this time, the compatriot opposite also sat very straight, his lower arms spread out on the table, his upper arms wrapped around his upright chest, and the bulging muscles of his body supported the uniform he was wearing.

The rhinocarapace-thick and tough native skin covered all the exposed parts, including his face, so that no emotion was revealed from his face, at least from his face;

Still, Nesta was keenly aware of the interest and anticipation contained in the four eyes that were looking straight ahead.

In the quiet atmosphere, the training lieutenant's frontal eyes were always fixed on Nesta's eyes, which were also frontal, while the pair of eyes on either side of his cheeks were scanned from the left and right;

It wasn't until a few moments passed, when Nesta showed fear and bewilderment, that he ended his gaze, and then spoke in an emotionless tone in his native language.

"Warrior, tell me your name."

In the face of this obvious knowingly question, Nesta, who was not willing to be too maverick, said the answer unpretentiously, so he suppressed his apprehension at the moment and responded,

"Report sir! I'm number 3021! ”

"What is your real name, didn't your parents give you your maternal name?"

"Report sir! I never had a name, only a number, 43-231-15-10067 in the case of the Yinba Group! ”

"Okay, so what's the age."

"Report sir! 23 years old! ”

"Is it the galactic calendar?"

"Yes sir!"

"Why not use the matriarchal algorithm?"

"Report sir! I have never lived in my mother's family, and I grew up in District 15 of City 231, No. 43 Breeding Base of Yinba Group since I was born! ”

"Okay, I have to say that you have done a great job in the station, especially in terms of tactical command, which has a high development potential, but it also makes us wonder."

It was still the same kind of speech and stiff facial expression without many mood swings, but the four eyes of the training adjutant were all fixed on Nesta's two pairs of eyes, and he continued to ask with a gaze that seemed to be able to dig deep into the bottom of the soul,

"We're wondering why this potential isn't reflected in the Yin Tyrant Group's product data, warrior, can you explain to me why?"

The intensity of surveillance perceived in his mind was actually quite strong as early as the time Nesta entered the conference room, and it was almost condensed in his mind as the previous inquiry officially began;

This kind of monitoring of the psychic aggregate that originates from several levels upwards is logically impossible to be directly perceived by the monitor, but Nesta has the sensitivity of the caster and the depth of control over his own mind and body, which makes him qualified and capable of perceiving the relevant anomalies in the moment.

Nesta was neither surprised nor alarmed, for since the beginning of the interview he had only carefully woven the appropriate thought spillover through the main thread for the other party to observe, and gave answers that seemed to be sincere and correct from the standpoint;

Now, for example, in the face of this doubt, which goes straight to the heart of this inquiry, with a clear emotional apprehension, Nesta replied in a tone that seemed uncertain,

"I don't seem to know why, sir, but it seems to feel easier to study here."

"Huh? Okay, then let's talk about your opinion on the breeding base of Yinba Group first. ”

"Whew" sighed softly, and Nesta replied after 'tidying up' her emotions, "I don't like the governor there, the whole city has a strange heavy sense of depression, and life there makes me feel apprehensive and panicked. I often worry about small things all day. ”

"Understood, I remember that the Yin Tyrant Breeding City is a residence divided by race, so tell me what you think of the mother family, and if you have any side plans, please talk about it."

Nesta is aware of this part, and in order to facilitate the centralized arrangement of livable environments and thus save costs, the group's breeding cities are often inhabited by races with similar environmental adaptability;

Therefore, there is a high probability that there will be a city inhabited by a single race or several races, and the original owner of this body is a city with millions of inhabitants, but in fact only two races live.

So at this time, in the gaze of the other party, which still had a sense of scrutiny, Nesta once again answered a new question without delay,

"Yes, sir! I just feel that the mother family seems to be a little pitiful, and I also have the idea of doing my part to help them! ”

"For example?"

"For example. Gather all the four-armed Nussels who are out and about under the Legion! ”

"Why the Legion?"

"Because I've sworn allegiance to the Legion, this is my home! The rest of the clan will surely find the meaning of life in the Legion, instead of being sold as goods as they are now! ”

With a longing in his eyes, Nesta said in a passionate voice,

"If possible, I hope to find the home planet of Nusel and completely liberate her from the Yin Tyrant Clan, so that all my compatriots can become part of the Legion and contribute!"

As he spoke, the horn on top of Nesta shone a little uncontrollably due to the ups and downs of his emotions, but then he continued with anticipation, unease, and some hesitation,

"Sir, but I'm not sure if the Syndicate will keep its home planet. Maybe all the compatriots have been captured at this moment and sent to the breeding base, after all, it seems that this will be more convenient and hidden for Yin Ba. ”

"I've understood your ambition, it's good and ambitious, so how are you going to make it happen?"

"Sir! I will try my best to express myself, get rid of slavery as soon as possible through meritorious service, and then search for relevant information after becoming a true member of the Legion, and if I am lucky enough to become a Legion cadre in the future, I will try to make this effort to do my part for the mother clan without harming the interests of the Legion! ”

The interrogation continued for a while, and when the overly intense psychic surveillance had dissipated, leaving only a normal psychic connection, Nesta understood that the core of the conversation was over, and that the fellow man on the other side seemed to be much more relaxed from that moment on.

As an official member of the legion, the other party showed a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and his thick face also outlined a slight arc because of it, and then said to Nesta in a rather friendly tone,

"You can call me Diesel, and the day you become a full member, the Legion will give you a name that truly belongs to you."

"Yes, Chief Diesel!"

Diesel stood up from his seat, his tall figure casting a large shadow on Nesta's face, and then walked over and patted him on the shoulder with his thick lower arms and said in an encouraging tone,

"You're good, I'm looking forward to your next growth, and I also hope that there will be more four-armed Nussell in the legion, so let's work together."

"Yes, sir! I'll try to show it! ”

"Okay, then go back and get back to your training."

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"Yes, sir, while being loyal to the legion, he has managed to maintain his own spiritual will, and it is not a cunning uncontrollable spiritual will in the chaos, but a relatively simple and firm benign will."

The strong, four-armed Nussell was now in one of the core chambers of the station, speaking to the foggy life that was converging in front of him.

"So, my adjutant, what do you suggest?" The mist rubbed against the air and shook his inquiry, "I believe you can stand in the Legion's shoes and give a fair answer." ”

"Yes, sir! Diesel has always been the first allegiance to the Legion and the Great Legion, and I guarantee that every word I say will be prioritized by the Legion's position! ”

"Haha, you don't need to be so serious Diesel, I've also read all the mind monitoring reports, and the results are indeed very good, so just talk about your suggestions~"

"Yes, sir! I suggest that the authority of No. 3021 be taken over to the station, he should not waste time in the lower squads like ordinary cannon fodder, as long as an individual like this has the right opportunity, he can quickly cross the minus level and level 0 to become a full member, and then make more contributions to the legion! ”

"Very well, the advice given by the Department of Surveillance is actually similar to yours, after all, there are very few slaves who can maintain their independence of will during the ceremony;"

The mist shrank inward slightly, darkening its core color a bit, and made a noise with the air at the edges,

"What's the price of his goods?"

"The purchase price is 1,200 Extinction Coin Chiefs."

"Well, it's worth the money."

The fog rose and fell as if muttering something, and then quickly set the tone and said,

"Then you can arrange it. Five times, compensate his current team with five times the Annihilation Coins, and then transfer the jurisdiction of No. 3021 to the direct jurisdiction of the station, presumably the group of long heads will also be satisfied with this amount. ”

"Yes, sir, I'll do it."

Raising his right upper limb and placing his palm under the badge on his chest to signify the command, the four-armed Adjutant Nussell asked uncertainly,

"Sir, how exactly should we arrange No. 3021?"

"Let's arrange for him to continue his study and training first, and the command of the ship and the landing combat unit can try it, increase the code to the limit level that can be achieved in a short period of time according to the bias, and then arrange a few actual battles to see the effect."

When he said this, the fog paused slightly, and he muttered for a moment before he said again,

"If everything goes well in actual combat, provide a suitable platform for him to grow up and rise to minus 1 level as soon as possible, and then I will arrange an assessment to get out of slavery and be promoted to level 1."

"As for the future, although it is not without precedent for going from minus 9 to level 5, after all, it takes at least two generations of dedication to rush to level 2 according to the rules, which is actually very difficult for individuals like you who are unable to have children. So, after all, it still depends on whether he has the qualifications to become one of the special cases, and neither you nor I can help much except for learning opportunities. ”

Hearing this, Adjutant Diesel, who was also stuck at level 1, first showed a little helplessness on his face, but then he replied with a serious face and a loud voice,

"Understood!"

(End of chapter)