C10 Trouble with the Title

The governor retreated to the side. Derek straightened his uniform and shook his spirit as he gave the other newcomer his title.

A blue and white shield-shaped badge with a golden wheat grain on it was already on his chest. There was a ribbon decoration at the bottom of the badge, and the middle and lower part of the badge was a golden anchor. Above the badge were two pentagons, which was the junior admiral's military rank.

Admiral (General) had a total of four ranks: quasi-admiral, junior admiral, middle admiral, and upper admiral. The difference was that each rank had one more star.

Derek was holding the Admiral badge in his hand. This could be said to be an honorary title. Normally, as long as one possessed the Gynoid, they would be able to obtain the title of an Admiral.

Above the commander was the rank of a fourth level commandant, a fourth level admiral, and the highest rank of marshal. These ten ranks formed the commander rank system. Every time one rose by one rank, they would need both military merit and strength to meet the requirements. Thus, one could tell the strength of the commander by looking at the commander rank.

One by one, the rookies raised their heads and accepted their titles. Soon, it was Kian's turn.

The person who gave Kian the military rank was the secretary-general of the city. The middle-aged official smiled warmly and said a few words of homecoming. Then, he took a medallion from the tray of the young lady beside him.

"The staff said how to use it, right?"

Secretary-general Liu asked with a smile.

Kian took the identity card and nodded slightly. This kind of identity card was something that only Kian could have. It seemed that this identity card was something that had surpassed the era. Perhaps it was made from extraordinary power.

After using the power of the Gynoid to inscribe his name on it, the identification card would automatically analyze and record relevant data, including combat records and military rankings.

It could be said to be quite intelligent.

When President Liu saw that Kian had closed his eyes and started to inscribe the information, he smiled at the HMS Glowworm who was staring at him with wide eyes. He reached out and picked up a badge.

The badge was shaped like a blue gem and was wrapped in gold. Below it was a golden wheat and an anchor. This was the lowest level of the commander badge. If it was a high level commander, it would add a diamond-shaped golden star on top of the blue gem.

Secretary Liu was waiting for Kian to finish engraving his identity. At this moment, his thoughts were a little distant. Although he was a big official now, he was still envious of the young man in front of him.

Admiral, that was a hero that everyone recognized. Who didn't have a heroic dream?

Although he did not become an Admiral, he might become a young talent who would become a marshal who could suppress the seas in the future. If that happened, his life would not be in vain.

Just as Chief Liu was thinking happily, the man in front of him had already opened his eyes. He quickly reached out his hand to prepare to give the lucky man the badge. When he bent over, he glanced at the identification card on the young man's chest. Suddenly, his body froze.

Chief Liu took back the badge and rubbed his eyes.

The reporters below noticed the anomaly and started whispering to each other. Was this an accident? The scene today was going to be cut into pieces and broadcasted on television.

Ignoring the food and drinks specially prepared for the Gynoid, the ceremony was solemn. A few experienced officials could not help but frown.

Secretary Liu raised his head as if he wanted to carve Kian's face into his mind. He opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't make a sound. Then, he waved his hand at the officials like a robot.

Derek was the fastest to react. He rushed to Kian's side and ignored the HMS Glowworm that was protecting Kian. He narrowed his eyes and read the information that appeared on Kian's left chest.

"Kian, Level 143, Marshal, has the title of Gynoid?" "Departures: 60195"

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The news was quickly transmitted. Not only did the prefecture overseer of the Shu Lands fly to the scene on his private jet, but soon after, even the navy command center and the Gynoid Headquarters in the southeast coast received the news through special radio equipment.

In a room with tightly shut curtains, an old man with white hair and beard, who looked like an old lion, fiercely smoked a cigarette and placed the report on the table.

The light in the room was dim, and they could see a huge sand table in front of them. It was a sand table, but it was actually a map of the black and blue sea. There were small flags with the image of the deep sea flagship densely packed on the ground, and only the coastal waters were beautiful blue.

The others had already been chased out. The strong old man pointed to a middle-aged woman in her forties, "Nagina, what do you think?"

The Indian woman with wheat-colored skin shrugged. Even as a young and sturdy Gynoid, there were fine lines creeping up her eyebrows and eyes.

The time she had lived in this world and the waves she had experienced were things that most people in the world could not imagine.

"The technicians have reset the number of times they went to war, drill, and expedition to zero, and their military ranks have been reset to the Admiral. Only the level cannot be reset. This connection is rooted in the soul."

The old man was a little hesitant. "You mean that he really was a level 143 Admiral before? How old is he? Sixty thousand times to go to war, and he has to go twice a day. How many years does he need to go out? A hundred years?"

Even he, the marshal, did not go out so many times.

Nagina spread her hands. "The soul will not lie."

The old man snorted heavily. He seemed to have thought of something, and his face turned gloomy. "Could it be that the deep sea is plotting something?"

"I have checked, it's not."

The old man glared at Indiana and fell silent. He sat on the side of the sand table and pondered about something.

There seemed to be an inexplicable feeling between the Admiral and his Gynoid.

The awkward silence lasted until the old man coughed violently. He bent down like a cooked shrimp and almost fell to the ground. The Gynoid wanted to help him, but he stopped her with a wave of his hand.

"Ahem, ahem, I heard, ahem," the old man said with some difficulty, "I heard that there are rumors about turning back to youth..."

Indiana's expression changed and he said stiffly, "That is not true. You have lived for almost two hundred years. You have enough intelligence to see through these rumors."

It was needless to say that humans had always been secretly researching the Gynoid. The result of this was that the Gynoid who was researched would sink into the deep sea and cause unimaginable destruction.

Although the Gynoid Headquarters had used all their strength to attack this behavior, the desire for power and immortality of humans was endless.

The old man and his own Gynoid looked at each other for a long time before he finally looked away.

"The identity card has never been wrong. That young man is simply a bug that exists in the world. There will be many people who want to solve the mystery on his body. How do you plan to arrange for him?"

"The Gynoid Headquarters has already extended their hands to ask for him. He will receive sufficient protection."

The old man was silent for a long time before he nodded. "I believe in you."