Fatal Shot Chapter 198 - Feng Luo’s Hidden Profession Mission

Chapter 198: Feng Luo’s Hidden Profession MissionTranslator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Storm City. Shangri-La Hotel, Level 99.

Inside a high-cla.s.s luxury suite that had been turned into a dimly lit meeting room through the environment simulation function, Feng Luo sat in front of a black rectangular table. Sitting across from him were a man and a woman. The two of them looked like middle-aged white-collar NPCs.

“Here is some information regarding your mission…”

Wearing a typical white-collared s.h.i.+rt and a suit, the male NPC turned on the miniature terminal on the table and produced a floating, transparent screen in the middle of the three of them. On the floating screen were densely-packed words, pictures of people, and images of items. Skimming through them, there were at least 10,000 words and over 100 pictures. In a dim environment like this, just a glance at the sight was dizzying.

“Confidential. Sorry. We can’t give you the information on the mission. What you can do is to record it. Here…”

The white-collar female NPC had a blank expression all the while and said, “Time. Half an hour!”

With a subtle, barely perceptible movement, she moved her ring finger. Then a timer appeared on the floating screen, which read, “Countdown: 1800s.” After that, the two of them no longer spoke and just sat there, waiting for Feng Luo.

“Half an hour…”

Feng Luo’s expression remained unchanged, as well. But upon hearing those words, his eyes immediately moved to the image. He was completely focused on browsing through the screen.

After five minutes, Feng Luo moved his eyes away from the floating screen and nodded to the two NPCs. “Recorded!”

“Good!”

The male and female white-collar NPCs first switched the image on the floating screen before exchanging glances with each other, revealing a shared look of surprise.

“Looks like the military did not recommend the wrong person,” said the white-collar man as he flashed a smile at Feng Luo. “You really are a talent suited to become a Special Agent!”

That was right! A Special Agent!

After Feng Luo had obtained an S rating for the “Resident Evil Advent” mission, the hidden profession mission he’d obtained was a “Special Agent””profession change” mission!

Special Agent!

This was definitely a cool t.i.tle! Upon hearing these words, most people would think about the protagonists of movies like 007, Mission Impossible, The Bourne Ident.i.ty, and others—physically strong with an agile mind, paired with all kinds of technologically advanced weapons and tools, and using all kinds of methods to extract important information from the computers, mouths, and brains of the higher-ups of the enemy. When necessary, they were even capable of a.s.sa.s.sinating enemy government officials, military key personnel, changing the results of wars or battles single-handedly.

This was the “Special Agent” in most people’s hearts! However, as an international mercenary for hire in his previous life, Feng Luo, who had faced Special Agents more than once, knew that the t.i.tle did not just refer to an intelligence and espionage officer.

Special or unique people with fierce combat strength, or who possessed spy capabilities, were not the only ones who could be called Special Agents. In fact, any official staff member working in a specialized department would be considered a Special Agent. For example, the two NPCs without much combat strength sitting in front of him were both Special Agents.

Feng Luo could sense that the two NPCs, who looked like normal white-collar workers, had already started the “examination” the moment he’d first stepped foot into the room. Their tone, movements, and facial expressions… The position of the table and chairs inside the simulated environment inside the hotel room, the sound, and even the luminosity changes… All these factors carried either strong or weak psychological suggestion effects!

This feels more like a character simulation game!

Feng Luo complained about it a little in his mind, though he continued staring at the two of them blankly.

“During this time, multiple illegal armed forces have been eager to move and have had conflicts with us, either out in the open or in the dark,” said the white-collar examiner. The people from the Special Agent Department have begun to run out of ways to deal with them. As such, the higher-ups have decided to choose a couple of elites from among you adventurers so that we may increase our strength. At the same time, we can also take advantage of your ident.i.ty to help us settle some cases that might prove more difficult for us.”

The white-collar examiner smiled. “That memory test was just the first test, and you’ve successfully pa.s.sed it.”

“However, this is just a meaningless test,” the white-collar woman suddenly added without changing her expression. “Even if you’d failed to remember anything, it wouldn’t have affected your chances of going through…”

“Really?” Feng Luo was calm as he watched her.

He was calm because he really had memorized the information that the two NPCs had displayed on the screen, thanks to his efforts in continuously trying to improve his memory and mental acuity.

In fact, in the past, although Feng Luo had undergone temporary memory training, memorizing so much information in just half an hour would have been completely impossible; at most, he would only have been able to memorize 50 percent of it. However, ever since completing the city-building mission—and leaving the game capsule, only to notice that his mind had become noticeably more active—he found that his brain and body were now continuously “evolving” all the time. Now, it was even possible for him to memorize huge quant.i.ties of words and image data in a short span of time.

“Was the information really meaningless?” asked Feng Luo.

How could that be possible?!

“You’ve pa.s.sed the first stage. Let’s move on to the second stage.” The white-collar male examiner had a look of admiration in his eyes for a brief moment. Then he pa.s.sed an information chip to Feng Luo. “There are 20 ident.i.ties inside this. They look similar to you. Also, with the special disguise skill chip and disguise potion, you can effectively take on their ident.i.ties. But you can only choose five from among these 20 ident.i.ties. You can now view and select them on your terminal.”

“Hmm.”

After Feng Luo inserted the chip, he initiated the scanning function of the terminal. After confirming its attributes, he then put it inside his personal terminal, which was able to defend against unwanted eyes.

The two examiners exchanged glances again and nodded to each other. As usual, they did not offer comment.

“Retired Guard Corporal Ono Linichi, Gun Mechanic shop owner Sanjiro Aoi, casino frequenter Fujino Kaori, female stripper Hanota…”

The heck…? There’s even a woman. Can the system be even more of a hack?! Feng Luo complained again in his mind. But… these names… This proves that my guess was correct. The destination of the mission is indeed a city in War that is related to j.a.pan on Earth: a city called Dongsang City…