"As you wish."
Ivan asked himself that he was completely benevolent to Xiao Ming.
He stopped talking nonsense, picked up the needleless syringe, and stabbed it on the back of his hand.
"Ouch" Xiao Ming exclaimed deliberately, but it didn't actually hurt, just like being stung by an insect.
"Comrade Head of State, I'll go and stick to my post so that I can take care of myself."
Ivan put down these words and walked away.
Their relationship started in the Republic, and they were more like friends than superiors and subordinates.
From Gong Er's awakening to Xiao Ming's father's cure, Ivan all had a share of the credit.
Even though Xiao Ming was put on a pedestal by the Berlin military and civilians, Ivan treated him as an equal.
"Ivan, it's up to you here," Xiao Ming said silently to Ivan's back.
He knew very well that once he was unable to return, the frozen defense line held by Ivan would be Berlin's biggest reliance.
Xiao Ming's principle of doing things has always been to work hard in the best direction and prepare for the worst.
The Frozen Defense Line and the Salvation Army are the front and rear hands he has reserved for Berlin.
One is based on the present, and the other is focused on the future.
Therefore, Xiao Ming dared to put down the heavy burden on his shoulders and embark on the biggest adventure in his life.
Life is about choices, there is never the best of both worlds.
Between the big self and the small self, this time, Xiao Ming chose the small self.
Unlike what Ivan thought was tragic, Xiao Ming's heart was full of expectations.
Perhaps the mechanic was the only one who understood him.
Ever since Xiao Ming synchronized with Xiao Xue's subconscious and briefly touched the unconscious state, the powerful will that transcends humans and destiny, the spiritual power that overrides and controls everything, has made him unable to stop, just like being addicted to drugs.
He had always longed to take that step, to truly have this power.
He really wanted to try this new life form and what wonderful experience he would have As if destined, the unexpected arrival of Rose and others and Caesar's push to the cliff gave him a reason to convince himself.
This was a crisis and an opportunity.
Xiao Ming enters a state of super potential, releases his consciousness, and explores his own body.
He could feel that, using the injection hole on the back of his hand, the viral reagent was rushing through his blood vessels, accelerating blood circulation and rapidly flowing throughout his body.
Originally, if one was bitten by a White-eyed Core Corpse, the rate of infection would vary from person to person and from injury to injury.
If an infected person is injured on the head and neck, the mutation will accelerate.
However, Ivan's Ultra-X virus reagent has the same effect no matter where it is injected.
After a while, Xiao Ming felt that his body temperature had increased, and the corners of his eyes twitched uncontrollably a few times.
As expected, the attack happened very quickly, and mutated symptoms appeared.
He remembered Ivan's reminder that although he was not afraid of affecting his image, he couldn't be too scary.
Xiao Ming immediately picked up the phone and told the staff in charge of publicity: "Ask the photographer to come in and prepare to record the video."
It was late at night, the central area was dark and quiet, and it was long past the time to turn off the lights and go to bed.
In order to fight a protracted war and save energy, the wartime headquarters implemented a light blackout.
However, no matter in the rest area or in various positions, the vast number of soldiers and civilians could not sleep a wink.
They were silently waiting for the results of the head of state's consideration and the final choice of the head of state.
Only the innocent children would not take it to heart no matter how big the deal was.
Seeing that there was no movement on the electronic screen for a long time, they fell asleep one after another.
At twenty-three o'clock, the large and small electronic screens in the central area were opened at the same time, illuminating pairs of anxious eyes.
What fills the picture is the national flag of the Empire: a black background with a red and white flaming x and y symbol, symbolizing the human fire that penetrates the darkness and is reborn in the raging fire.
Xiao Ming's young and resolute face gradually emerged from the national flag, and his slightly hoarse voice reached the ears of every soldier and civilian: "Good evening, people":