227: Sleeping Old Lady

Little Eagle Country.

John sat up from the bed.

The pristine white sheets contrasted sharply with his dark skin.

On the other side of the bed lay the derivative body of Demulan, the Aerospace Base’s security director.

There was still a bullet hole in the derivative body’s forehead, indicating it had been dead for some time.

John stood up, fastening his waistband as he walked to the balcony.

He looked up at the sky, his lips moving slightly:

“Jacob, can’t you see?”

“This is my answer.”

“Also tell your stooge Demulan that if her main body comes, her fate will be the same as this derivative body.”

John pointed to the old woman’s derivative body on the bed.

“How many times have I risked my life over the years to achieve my current status?”

“When there’s danger, I’m the first to charge forward; when there’s a strong enemy, I’m the first to step up, all to establish my prestige.”

“Now that things are finally looking up, you tell me to join you?”

“Don’t dream.”

“Your bullshit theories, and whatever utopia, bah.”

“When Black people were enslaved, why didn’t you stand up? Now that Black people have risen to power, you jump out and ask me to join you, to give them brain-machine interfaces?”

“What I want is war, what I want is chaos throughout the world!”

“Only then will Black people not be discriminated against; only then will they realize the strength of Black people!”

After John pointed at the sky, spitting and ranting, no one paid him any attention.

But he knew that all of this would most likely be seen by Jacob.

John was quite disdainful of this sudden invitation.

Creak—

After John pushed open the door and left the room, he saw Triss, who had been waiting for a long time.

Triss glanced at Demulan’s derivative body on the bed.

Smelling the peculiar scent in the room, Triss looked at John in surprise.

“What?”

“You did her…”

Even knowing that John was somewhat perverse in certain aspects, when he actually saw the derivative body of the regional leader lying on the bed,

Triss still felt his brain had received an extremely strong shock.

“Stop talking nonsense, how’s the scavenging progress?”

John ignored Triss’s surprise.

Triss then noticed that John didn’t seem to be in a good mood.

“Here, we’ve found two Hearts of Africa so far. Experts estimate that once all of Little Eagle Country is searched, we could have nearly 20.”

Triss handed the two Hearts of Africa to John.

The latter’s mood only lightened after seeing the two Hearts of Africa.

“Well done.” John patted Triss on the shoulder, looking at him with great appreciation.

Although he knew that Triss hadn’t found them himself, for a subordinate, appropriate praise was always correct.

And John was indeed in a very good mood now.

Counting his original heart of africa, he now had three Hearts of Africa in hand.

“Since it’s a wish, I should wish for something big first.”

John looked at the heart of africa in his hand.

Bang—

Just as John was pondering what wish to make, Triss closed the door behind John.

The scene inside the room was too gruesome; he really couldn’t stand it anymore.

John didn’t care; his attention was entirely on the heart of africa at this moment.

“I wish that no one in the world discriminates against Black people.”

The wish, as expected, failed.

John was stunned; this was his first time using a heart of africa.

He hadn’t been willing to use it when he only had one before.

“Is it that macroscopic wishes cannot be fulfilled? Or is there another reason?”

“I wish that John’s strength becomes greater.”

As soon as the words fell, the heart of africa disappeared from John’s hand.

John moved his body, vaguely feeling lighter.

The coordination of his limbs, dynamic vision, and hearing all increased simultaneously.

John put the remaining two Hearts of Africa into his pocket and quickly ran to the empty road.

On the road, scattered survivors were cleaning up the bodies of Hafke and Asala Soldiers.

Seeing John, they immediately smiled and waved at him.

Ignoring these people, John quickly put on the power propulsion device.

He had acquired it after designing a plan to kill some Soldiers.

Whoosh—!!!

Before John could react, the power propulsion device instantly activated!

This sudden propulsion almost caught John off guard.

He instinctively adjusted his posture in the air.

Whoosh—!!

Flying backward!

After several attempts, John found that he was gradually mastering the application of the power propulsion device.

Before, he could never have done it.

“Praise the heart of africa!” John’s mouth couldn’t help but curve upwards.

He quickly tried the Emergency Evasion Device again.

Similarly, he mastered it skillfully in a short amount of time.

Triss, witnessing this scene, couldn’t help but secretly click his tongue.

“Is this the power of the heart of africa… It’s indeed powerful!”

Triss had spent the longest time with John, and he was very aware of John’s shortcomings.

Whether it was physical coordination or athletic ability, John was very poor.

This made him stand out from other Black people.

However, John’s ruthlessness and intelligence were far beyond what other Black people could achieve.

And the heart of africa easily compensated for John’s shortcomings.

And it was permanent.

Completely different from the short-term effects of Caviar or Graphics Card.

“Only now am I worthy of being the leader of Little Eagle Country…”

John’s face showed joy, but soon his lips slowly drooped.

“No…”

“I used the heart of africa to wish for myself to become stronger, and I only just managed to skillfully use the power propulsion device…”

“But at Bakshi, Chen Yu shouldn’t have used the heart of africa…”

John’s face grew darker the more he thought about it.

He had only flown a few times with the enhanced power propulsion device on flat ground and was already smug.

But he clearly remembered that day… Chen Yu used the power propulsion device to fly in the sky!

Even under the interference of vertical and horizontal, he dodged bullets while flying at high speed in the sky, headshotting all of his other teammates.

Even now, with himself enhanced by the heart of africa, he couldn’t achieve such a degree.

In other words, his strength was at least two Hearts of Africa behind Chen Yu.

John turned his back to Triss, lowered his head, and said softly:

“Triss, we need to attack the surrounding countries as soon as possible.”

“Even Reis, transferring to Chen Yu’s side, couldn’t do anything to him.”

“We must find enough Hearts of Africa…”

After speaking, John looked at the two Hearts of Africa in his hand and sighed.

“Originally, I planned to use these two to try and take Chen Yu’s life.”

“But I don’t think it’s possible, and even weakening him wouldn’t be meaningful.”

“I only have two after all.”

Triss scratched his head and asked in confusion:

“Then what do you plan to wish for with these two Hearts of Africa?”

John slowly raised the Hearts of Africa in his hand, facing the sky, and said word by word:

“To snowball.”

“I wish, grant me the navigation of this world.”

“I wish, on the navigation, mark the countries that possess Hearts of Africa.”

Hearing John’s wish, Triss immediately gasped.

He had just thought of many wishes John might make.

Either too macroscopic, possibly impossible to achieve.

Or too individual, without much meaning.

But John’s wish made Triss admire him immensely.

These two wishes combined… meant that in the future, the number of Hearts of Africa that could be found would be immeasurable.

“John, you are truly a genius!”