Reborn as the Darling of the Delta

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Mary said that this was no problem at all, since all she had to do was stamp the paper and she would approve it for him later.

Mary: Sigh, that soldier is really pitiful. Next time, let's just send someone else.

The soldier also drove to the edge of Longbow Valley, parked the car, put his weapons and other belongings inside, and walked forward with the letter in his hand.

"Hey! Who goes there!"

Upon reaching the guarded area, the Hafk soldier naturally raised his hands, circled the soldiers to indicate he was unarmed, and then shouted:

"I mean no harm. I was just sent to deliver a message. Take me to see your Lord Reis!"

One of the soldiers walked over, and after confirming that the soldier in front of him was not carrying any weapons, he whispered:

“I remember you. You’re the messenger from Hafk’s side, right? You’re always here when he comes. Come on, I’ll take you to report to him.”

Upon hearing this, the soldier from Hafk gave a wry smile. Sigh, he really had been remembered by the people of Longbow Valley. No wonder Lady Demulan always came to find him whenever she delivered a letter.

After following the soldier for a while, the two arrived outside the Diamond Queen Hotel.

"You wait here, I'll go report to the front."

After speaking, Asara's soldier ran towards the Diamond Queen Hotel. After saying something to the people in front of him, someone from there was sent inside to report.

After a while, the soldiers inside ran out, said a few words, and then Asara came back.

"Give me the letter. Boss Reis won't see you. He'll send someone to deliver a message after you've read it."

So the Hafk soldier handed the letter to the Asara soldier, who then gave it to someone inside to deliver to Reis.

Chapter 367 Reply

"Boss Reis, a letter from Hafk has arrived."

Asara's soldiers rushed to Reis's room after receiving the letter and handed it to him.

"Damn it, what the hell are Hafk up to now? All they do is harass me all day long. I haven't even planned to cause trouble at their space base yet. Do these guys have cameras installed here or something?"

When Reis took the letter from the soldier, he saw that it was signed by Demulan, the very person he hated most.

"Damn it, I had a bad feeling the moment I saw this name. Has my luck run out so quickly?"

After cursing and opening the letter, Reis lay down on the sofa behind him and started reading. He wanted to see what Demulan wanted by contacting him out of the blue. His Longbow Valley was now equipped with a simple anti-missile system. As long as Demulan didn't launch a large missile at him again, he wasn't really afraid of her.

After reading the letter, Reis was dumbfounded. What was this old hag talking about? Two armed helicopters and two heavily armed tanks thought she could take over his Mandel bricks? What kind of joke was this?

Reis: What do you mean I stole this brick? If I stole it, then this Mandel brick is mine. In that case, Sayyid is really my good brother. He actually gave me this Mandel brick in advance and even took a box of gold bars. That's really too kind of him.

"Go talk to that messenger... Never mind, I'm a cultured man, I'll just write back a letter. I have some class too, go find me an envelope."

Reis had originally intended to have the Hafk soldier deliver the message directly, but looking at the letter in his hand, he suddenly felt an itch to write. It seemed like it had been a long time since he had picked up a pen, so this time he would write a letter to that damned Demulan himself.

"Boss... Boss, all those envelopes were burned by Demulan's cannon fire, we haven't bought any new ones yet..."

The soldier next to him scratched his head and said, "I can't get any envelopes either. Besides, does my boss even know how to write? I don't think I've ever seen him write anything since I started following Boss Reis."

"Damn it, my whole Longbow Valley doesn't even have an envelope? What the hell are you all good for? I... sigh, whatever, you're all a bunch of illiterate people who can't read a single word anyway, I'll just use this."

Reis wanted to curse, but considering that his men seemed to be mostly uneducated, he could only sigh helplessly. There was nothing he could do; most of the people on Asara's side were uneducated, and someone as outstanding as himself was truly a rare breed.

Reis: Well, I just realized that among these leaders, there aren't many who are more educated than me. What reason do I have to scold these soldiers who can't even write a few words? I'm such a good leader.

So Reese turned his attention to the envelope that Demulan had written, crossed out Demulan's name, and then signed his own name in a flourish.

"Damn, it's all done. Now let me see what I should write... Go get me a piece of paper and a pen from the study, and remember to buy envelopes later!"

After the soldier brought over paper and pen from his study, Reis began to create.

After writing for about ten more minutes...................

"Phew, all done. Damn, I haven't written in so long, but my handwriting is still so perfect. It's practically a work of art."

After indulging in self-admiration for a while, Reis put the letter into the same envelope that Demulan had given him earlier, and then handed it to the soldier in front of him.

"Take it, take it, send that messenger to Demurran. He wants my Mandel bricks? Go ahead and try."

The soldier accepted the letter with a look of embarrassment. It seemed that he was going to have to fight with the Hafk Group again. It hadn't been a few days of peace since they last had one.

But since Boss Reese has said so, what can a lowly soldier like me say? I can only do what my superiors say. For now, that's all I can do.

After waiting outside for most of the day, the soldier saw soldiers running out of the Diamond Queen Hotel with an envelope.

"Take this back to your Demulan and show it to them. Boss Reis has something to say in here. Protect it well."

The soldier nodded after receiving the letter. It seemed he had completed his mission perfectly once again. Great! He hoped Secretary Mary wasn't lying to him; he could finally retire in peace after this mission was over.

The soldier from Hafk went out again, found the spot where he had parked his car, started it, and quickly rushed towards the space base.

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"Oh? You're back safely. Come, come, here's your retirement application. I've already approved it. And here's a card. If you don't spend it recklessly, it'll be enough for you to live on for the rest of your life. Soldier, your mission is complete."

After seeing the Hafk soldier return safely, Mary smiled and handed him his long-awaited retirement application, along with a bank card bearing the Hafk logo.

“Well… alright, this is Reis’s reply. You can give it to Ms. Demulan. I… I’m leaving now.”

After receiving the approved retirement application, the soldier Hafk turned around and went to process the relevant documents. As long as Hafk remained on the land of Asara, the war would never end.

As a lowly soldier, after accumulating these merits, I should leave as soon as I can while I still have the life.

Along the way, I saw many young Hafk soldiers, their eyes filled with a desire for money and status, but for this Hafk soldier, living... was already the best outcome.

Chapter 368 Taunt?

“Ms. Demulan, Reis’s reply has arrived, and also… the soldier who has been delivering mail has applied for retirement, and I have approved it.”

After knocking on the door, Mary came in with the letter and told Demulan that she had let the soldier go home.

"Is he back safely? If he wants to retire, let him go. After all, we're not finished just because he's gone. My huge Hafk Group can't find any other messengers. Give him some money and let him go back."

Seeing that Desmulan said this, Mary breathed a sigh of relief. After all, if Lady Desmulan really wanted this soldier to deliver the message, then Mary could only apologize to the soldier, since Lady Desmulan's orders were the highest priority.

"Oh? This Reis actually replied to me, that's really unbelievable."

Demulan looked at the letter Mary handed him and took it with a curious expression. Goodness, I didn't expect even someone like Reis would write a letter?

But when Demulan took it and looked at it, he found that even the envelope was the same one he had given to Reis before, with his own name haphazardly crossed out, and the signature on it was Reis himself.

Demoulin: You bastard, you're provoking me! I'd like to see what you can write for me.

Demulan suppressed his displeasure in front of Mary and began reading the letter written by Reiss. However, after finishing reading the letter, Demulan tore it up in front of Mary and coldly said:

“Mary, prepare our soldiers. We will fight Reis and his men to the death until we reclaim the Mandel Brick.”

Looking at the imposing Demulan in front of her, Mary swallowed hard and readily agreed. Although she didn't know what Reis had written to Ms. Demulan, judging from Ms. Demulan's current expression, the effect was probably similar to what Reis had said on the spot.

“Ms. Demouran, I… I’ll go down and give the order right away.”

After Mary finished speaking, she quickly left Demulan's office. It was too scary. This Reis really doesn't know what's going on. Every time he manages to make Ms. Demulan so angry. When she saw Ms. Demulan just now, she thought she was about to launch missiles at Reis's Longbow Valley again.

Demulan, recalling Reis's mockery in the letter, couldn't help but slam his fist on his desk twice. That damned Reis, he stole Mandel bricks from his Hafk Group and still dared to be so smug in front of him, mocking him for not giving enough? Well then, let's hope he'll still be as tough as he is when his North Star is at Reis's neck.

"Just wait, Reis. It won't be long before you know the strength of the Hafk Group."

Demulan also turned on his computer and began to report the situation to Jacob, who was at headquarters, and at the same time applied for the operation to seize the Mandel bricks.

A short while later, the computer email flashed, and Demulan clicked on it.

“Go, Demulan. This is our Mandel Brick. The bandit thinks he’s invincible because he has a powerful backer, but he’s utterly vulnerable in our eyes. If I can control the GTI, I’ll use guided missiles to completely destroy his Longbow Valley.”

Seeing that Mr. Jacob had agreed to the operation, Demulan shut down his computer. Since that was the case, he would also need to start making preparations on his own.

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“Mr. Robert, this is the map of the underground agricultural laboratory. With this design, the place is extremely safe. Those Asara people and GTI would never have imagined that we would build such an important place underground.”

Meanwhile, Robert was also starting to build his agricultural science laboratory in a big way. You have to know that this was a test from Mr. Jacob. As a potential member of the next board of directors, he had to do this job perfectly.

"Hmm, very good. When can we start work?"

Robert looked at the design and nodded in satisfaction. With this design, the place would become a place that was easy to defend and difficult to attack. Even if a guided missile attacked, it would not be able to destroy it at all, since it was all built underground and was very safe.

“Mr. Robert, it depends on how much you are willing to pay. After all, we have fast construction methods and slow ones.”

The person in charge of the liaison smiled at Robert. He knew Robert very well; the family behind this guy was incredibly wealthy. So, naturally, the construction time could be greatly shortened.

This person also explained to Robert the non-stop construction method used in China, which can greatly speed up construction, but it reduces labor costs...

"Go ahead and build with all your might. Money is no problem for me. But remember, don't try to outsmart me. I don't really know anything about this place, but I will have someone come and check it out. If you do a good job, I will reward you."

After saying that, Robert happily returned to his estate. Money? What did that matter? He had plenty of money. But he hated it when people tried to be clever under his nose, which was why he gave them a final warning.

Once this place is completed, we'll have successfully achieved one of our small goals.

"Sure enough, I knew I was being suppressed because of that Audrey guy. Now that she's dead, my opportunities are coming one after another."

The thought that Mr. Jacob would immediately impeach Richard after Audrey's death would leave a vacancy on the board of directors.

Furthermore, with such an important agricultural science laboratory soon to be built here, Robert would naturally assume that he had been shortlisted as a candidate for the board of directors.

Rometheus: Heh, if an idiot like you can become a board member, I'll eat this computer screen right now.

Chapter 369 Fitness (1)

"Uncle Terry, I... I think I can't take it anymore."

Inside the Special Operations Department's gym, Zhang Hao lay exhausted on the floor, looking as if he had just been pulled out of the water, his clothes soaked with sweat. The sight stunned the three women watching nearby.

Mai Xiaowen: Wow, Xiaohao's physique is absolutely amazing! I love it. (づ￣ 3￣)づ

Luna: That's great! I'm going to touch Xiao Hao's abs tonight, hehe. q(≧▽≦q)

Zoya: That's right. If I work out my abs a bit more, I'll have such a perfect abs when I wear the little dress I prepared. It's just too much! I can't take it anymore, I can't look at it anymore, I can't look any longer.

"What are you talking about, Xiao Hao? We've only just begun! Hurry up, next up is the kneeling cable crossover. You know, I didn't have such good conditions back in the US. Back then, there were so many people vying for those cable crossovers. Look at how good the conditions are now, we have to get started!"

Seeing Zhang Hao lying on the ground trying to renege on his promise, Terry simply picked him up and encouraged him.

Zhang Hao: Actually, compared to encouraging me with words, I think it would be more practical to just let me rest for half an hour.

"Uncle Terry, let me rest for another 5 minutes, my stomach is really sore right now."

Zhang Hao was almost brought to tears by the training. Something wasn't right. Didn't Uncle Terry tell him it wouldn't be too tiring? Why did he feel like the training was even more intense than during his previous classes?

"Hmm... Is it sore? Okay then, let's practice somewhere else. Come on, Xiao Hao, let's do a Romanian deadlift. Let's work on your legs. Look how thin your legs are, you still need to work on them more."

With a look of utter despair on Zhang Haosheng's face, Terry dragged him off to practice his legwork.

Zhang Hao: Waaaaah, where's Brother Weilong? And where's Roy, who likes to secretly compete with everyone else? Hurry up and help me share the burden! I can't handle this alone at all! I... I need a shot.

[Zero]: Xiao Hao, you'd better stop calling out. You've already finished practicing. If you actually get that kind of injection, you won't be happy about it. You'll just faint from the pain. Don't ask me why I know this so well... because the injection I received was far beyond your imagination.

"Come on, Xiao Hao, how about I let you rest after this set? Then I'll let you ride the bike for half an hour, and I'll show you the arm exercises we'll do later."

After hearing that there would be a rest period after the workout, Zhang Hao endured the soreness and weakness in his body, stood up, and began his leg training journey for the day.

"Keep it up, Xiao Hao! Don't worry about training. I'll bring some safflower oil to massage you tonight. You really have to get those abs!"

Mai Xiaowen encouraged him from the side, "Hehehe, if Xiaohao develops eight-pack abs, when I apply medicine to him then..." No, no, we're still at the gym, I can't laugh so obviously.

"Tch, Xiao Hao, don't mind her. This Mai Xiaowen is just after your body. Come here, I have a set of professional massage techniques that will guarantee you won't be sore when you wake up tomorrow. Just practice without worry."

Luna glanced disdainfully at Mai Xiaowen, who was still grinning foolishly. What kind of person was she? She looked like a lovesick woman, unlike herself, who was completely concerned about Xiao Hao's health. Sigh, her older sister was really too responsible. No wonder Xiao Hao liked her so much.

Mai Xiaowen: You'd better believe everything you say. What kind of good person breathes so fast and has such a red face when nothing's wrong? If you can't stand it, go back to your room, okay? You really have the nerve to talk about me here. Don't you know what you're like? And you still want to fight me for Xiaohao.

"Oh, so you're all practicing here."

Just then, an unexpected person appeared in the gym, and it was none other than our Soviet superman—Deep Blue.

"Deep Blue! What are you doing at the gym?"

The two women sitting at the door were curious when they saw Shen Lan and asked him questions. It seemed that Shen Lan had always been busy in the kitchen and they had hardly ever seen him in the gym. When asked, Shen Lan would say that he was getting old and needed to reduce his exercise frequency.

But I never expected that Deep Blue would show up at the gym today.

"Well, the dishes are all simmering in the pot today. I didn't have anything to do, so I came here to check on Xiao Hao's training. Hmm... judging from this, Xiao Hao's training is going very well."

Zhang Hao: It's not up to par. If I keep practicing, I'll turn into mud and have no energy left.