263: Liu Yan and Weilong

"Can it be any wish?"

Su Mulan rubbed the heart of africa in her hands, feeling its shape.

"Not really. As long as it's not a grand wish or one that would cause a major impact, most wishes can be granted."

Sayyid glanced at the heart of africa in Su Mulan's hand.

To be honest, from the time the heart of africa's abilities were discovered until now, Sayyid was still unsure about its true power.

He said it was a wish-granting item, yet some seemingly minor wishes couldn't be fulfilled.

But then some very strange and incredible wishes could, in fact, be achieved.

"Then can I wish to restore my eyesight?" Su Mulan asked.

Sayyid was about to answer yes, but suddenly swallowed his words.

If it were an ordinary blind person, restoring their eyesight with the heart of africa would undoubtedly be possible.

However, Su Mulan had already received nearly 200 perception enhancer injections.

If a normal person received that many, they would likely go blind.

Would there be a conflict between restoring eyesight and the side effects of the perception enhancer?

"Sorry, I'm not sure about that."

"But if you have an even more important wish to you, I suggest you consider it carefully first."

Su Mulan carefully put the heart of africa into her pocket.

"Then I'll keep it for now. I've already gotten used to the darkness, and if I suddenly regained my sight, it might even feel uncomfortable."

Relying on her memory of the Medical Zone's layout, Su Mulan walked to a nearby bench and sat down.

"What, are you not going to continue training after such a short time?"

Seeing Su Mulan sit on the bench, Sayyid also sat down beside her.

"I didn't call you out to actually train with me; I usually train hard by myself!"

Su Mulan said, puffing out her cheeks.

Sayyid nodded.

Indeed, during their actual combat training today, Sayyid could clearly feel her recent rate of progress.

"I'm a bit bored. Why don't you tell me more about Sister Luna's story?"

Su Mulan asked with an expectant look.

Sayyid had already told her the old stories twice.

The reason she kept asking was that whenever Sayyid recounted the past, Su Mulan could hear the change in his emotions through his tone.

She always felt that the current Sayyid was somewhat lifeless.

Or rather, he lived a very tiring and unhappy life.

"But I've already told you twice," Sayyid said with a hint of helplessness.

"Oh, I can't remember!"

"Brother Mighty Dragon, and Red Wolf, and Sister Haizhao and the others."

"With so many people, I can't remember just by hearing it twice."

"If you tell me a few more times, I might remember."

Su Mulan continued to pester him.

"Oh, right, who's stronger, Brother Mighty Dragon or Brother Yan?"

When Sayyid heard this question, his eyebrows immediately raised, and he became somewhat interested.

"Hmm..."

Sayyid was about to make a definitive statement but then shook his head.

This question truly stumped Sayyid.

He had fought both of them before.

He had a good understanding of their strengths.

And whether it was marksmanship, the use of the power propulsion device, or even the tiger squat cannon, there wasn't much difference between the two.

"Hard to say."

"If it's the current Liu Yan against the former Mighty Dragon, then Mighty Dragon wouldn't have a chance."

"After all, there are various special item buffs now, as well as various enhancements from the injections."

As Sayyid spoke, his brows furrowed slightly.

"If they both didn't rely on these external forces and only used the most ordinary equipment..."

"Perhaps Mighty Dragon would be stronger?"

"Hmm... But if we're talking about Liu Yan thirty years ago, perhaps Liu Yan could win... after all, he was more ruthless."

"There's nothing he wouldn't do; a fair duel would be difficult..."

Soon, Sayyid even ignored Su Mulan's voice and began to simulate the two fighting in his mind.

At the same time, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, and he would occasionally let out a few laughs.

After Su Mulan felt Sayyid immerse himself in it, she also closed her mouth and stopped disturbing him.

She didn't pester Sayyid to tell her the story she wanted to hear anymore.

She just listened carefully to the flow of Sayyid's blood and his heartbeat.

Through this method, she tried to judge Sayyid's true emotions.

As she listened, Su Mulan's eyes began to well up with tears.

She didn't know what Sayyid had experienced from the past until now to become this way.

If possible.

With this heart of africa, she wanted to make a wish.

That Sayyid would be happy every day... In a certain conference room.

Chen Yu and Fuji and their group had just returned to the country and immediately rushed back to the conference room.

Officer Long, who stood before them, seemed relaxed, but his eyebrows unconsciously furrowed slightly, a detail even he didn't notice.

Officer Long was only middle-aged, but his temples had already clearly grown white hairs.

His eye sockets were sunken, and his dark circles were severe.

Clearly, he hadn't rested well these past two years.

After all, almost all decisions were made and deployed by Officer Long alone.

And all his decisions had extremely serious implications for Xia Guo.

A slight misstep could lead to eternal damnation.

"I won't be going to the gathering," Officer Long said with a hint of apology.

Despite the invitation from everyone, Officer Long secretly wanted to take a break, but he still hadn't fully grasped Hafke's movements.

This feeling of knowing there was an enemy but not knowing where they were or when they would attack him.

It made it impossible for Officer Long to relax in any way.

"But Officer Long, if a person keeps that string taut for too long, they'll break."

Zhang Ning couldn't help but advise.

They were all among the first special personnel selected by Officer Long in the operational area.

Since the arrival, they had all witnessed Officer Long's changes.

He was now so haggard he was unrecognizable.

Officer Long's lips parted slightly; after thinking for a moment, he still smiled and shook his head.

"I'm truly sorry, everyone, for spoiling your fun."

"Your efforts and contributions to Xia Guo these past few years have been immense, and you deserve a good rest."

"As for me, I haven't done much physical combat, so I'm still much more relaxed than you."

After speaking, Officer Long waved his hand, lowered his head, and began writing and drawing on a piece of paper.

The densely covered paper was filled with battle plans and personnel assignments.

Although Liu Yan's Soldiers and special personnel like Chen Yu were very strong.

They didn't need specific plans for combat; they could achieve what other ordinary personnel couldn't just by improvising.

But not everyone was so powerful and special.

For those ordinary operational personnel, if deployments and command were not well-prepared, they would surely fall into chaos at critical moments.

Although many combat commanders had been selected, they were responsible for commanding small-scale operations.

Large-scale coordination still required Officer Long to formulate, and then the orders would be transmitted downwards and executed level by level.

"Alright then..."

"Officer Long, please take care of your health..."

Seeing that Officer Long didn't intend to join them, Zhang Ning and the others had no choice but to reluctantly take their leave.

"Brother Long, remember to rest," Chen Yu waved his hand.

"Mm."

"I wish you all a good time, but there's still one unpleasant thing I have to say."

"Everyone, please drink less alcohol, as the current situation is one where I know the enemy, but the enemy is hidden. It's a 24-hour state of readiness."

"Control your intake and ensure you have combat capability under any circumstances."

The few of them listened, nodded seriously, and then left the conference room.