Extraordinary Realm from Persuasion System

Chapter 522: Chapter 196: 2019, Returning to Daily Life, Transcendent Mindset_3

Hearing his words, the others at the meeting gave it some thought, deemed the method feasible, and said no more.

With no objections, the decision naturally passed.

Zhang Beixing’s file was classified with an ’S’ level of encryption and added to the military database.

Almost simultaneously, alerts popped up across the network systems of the major military regions.

[Military Database Update:]

[Codename: Zhenwu]

[Rating: C+!]

Upon seeing this alert, the personnel responsible for the archives in the various military regions were quite curious.

While it was the period for armament assessment, normally, updates to the data would only be consolidated and made three days after the assessment period had concluded.

Now, the update was premature, and it contained only one item. Moreover, the name was the somewhat strange ’Zhenwu.’ This couldn’t help but pique their interest.

What’s going on?

With such doubts, many tried to access this newly updated file to view its contents.

But the result was met with:

[DING! DING! Insufficient permission!]

[DING! DING! Insufficient permission!]

[DING! DING! Insufficient permission!]

Such prompts appeared in various places within the Great Xia military region, piquing their confusion even more.

What’s this? They can’t even look at it?

Keep in mind, those who handled database processing work in the military regions were not low-ranking. Their own permissions were high, allowing them to view even less important Level B weapon information on their own.

But now, faced with a mere C-rated entry, they couldn’t even access it?

What exactly is Zhenwu? Could it be some new weapon developed by a weapons research institute? But even if it’s a new weapon, with only a C rating, it shouldn’t have such high access restrictions... People murmured in mild surprise.

Could this possibly be some newly developed firearm? It shouldn’t be! The naming format doesn’t match.

C-rated weapons are usually rifles and submachine guns. Their naming format is typically either straightforward, using the developer’s name, or something like ’Type XXX-X’.

Zhenwu... This clearly derives from the mythological Emperor Zhenwu.

In Great Xia, such names are reserved for cutting-edge technologies, like the Chang’e Lunar Explorer, Dongfeng Missile, Celestial Palace Computer...

Impressive things get impressive names; that’s perfectly reasonable.

But this raises a question: Why would such an impressive name be given to a C-rated weapon? It’s somewhat like Lu Bu riding a dog—quite discordant!

Moreover, with their current permissions, they were still unable to open this C-rated document for review. This...

”Strange!” they muttered, indicating they couldn’t figure out what was going on.

However, since the issue touched on classified information, no one spoke about it outwardly. They could only speculate internally, hoping that one day they could witness this so-called ’Zhenwu’ weapon in reality.

「 」

While people speculated about the origins of ’Zhenwu,’ Zhang Beixing, the ’Zhenwu’ Humanoid Weapon himself, had already packed his bags. Together with Huo Honghao, he was on a ’green-skin’ train headed back to Shishi.

The journey was uneventful. If there had to be any turmoil, it was this:

”Brother Huo, is military travel always this spartan? No military planes, fair enough, but not even a military vehicle escort?”

”This...”

”Never mind not taking a plane or a high-speed train, but why did you book standing-room-only tickets? Are we really going to stand for the thirty-one hours it takes to get back?”

On January 11th, in the wee hours, Zhang Beixing felt rather numb upon seeing the ticket Huo Honghao passed to him.

Huo Honghao spread his hands in helplessness, ”No choice, Brother Zhang. It’s the Spring Festival travel rush; so many people are moving around that it’s pretty good we even managed to get tickets to go back. Plus, this time... it’s a special case!”

Hearing Huo Honghao’s words, Zhang Beixing had already surmised something. It seemed Huo Honghao also had some other mission to carry out along the way, which was why he had him take the ’green-skin’ train. But since Huo Honghao didn’t elaborate, Zhang Beixing didn’t ask.

Thirty-one hours of standing it is then. He was Transcendent now, so this level of strain wasn’t a huge issue for him.

Still, the lack of a seat couldn’t help but leave Zhang Beixing feeling a bit disappointed.

If only I had known it would be like this. I would have stuck to the original plan, returned to Shishi with Huo Honghao earlier, and undergone the armament assessment there.

Alas!

Never mind!

「 」

The train rattled and lurched forward.

Zhang Beixing, Huo Honghao, and the others uncomfortably squeezed onto the train, standing all the way back to Shishi.

Luckily, nothing untoward happened along the way. This made Zhang Beixing even more curious: What exactly was the mission they were on during this trip?

「On January 12th, 2019, at 3:00 a.m.」

After thirty-one hours and forty-nine minutes, the train finally pulled into Shishi Railway Station.

He couldn’t wait to get off the train. Taking a deep breath of the turbid, PM2.5-laden air, Zhang Beixing had never found it so refreshing.

”I feel alive again!” Zhang Beixing exclaimed.

That train ride had been utterly miserable.

Having no seat was bad enough. It was also incredibly crowded; they were packed together like sardines in a can, unable to stretch their arms or legs.

Actually, Zhang Beixing could have tolerated that.

But the real problem was, on top of all that, the carriage stank terribly! The stench of instant noodles, smelly feet, sweat, urine, cigarette smoke...