Volume 15 Gray Fog Forest Chapter 740: Mo Jue's Memories
"My written test scores at the Air Force Academy were not very good, so I was not selected into the fleet's crew class and was assigned to the Marine Corps on a fast assault ship." Mo Jue continued.
"The fourth-class Marines have the worst equipment and do the hardest and most tiring work. They have the highest mortality rate in the entire air force fleet." Thirty-three shrugged. "They are obviously part of the air force system, but the monthly salary, food, and clothing they receive are not even as good as those of the garrison troops... Do you know what other troops call Marines? 'Humanoid self-propelled bipedal multi-purpose animals.'"
"Yes... The treatment in the Marine Corps was very poor, and the combat missions assigned to me were also very heavy." Mo Jue nodded, "But thanks to this, I accumulated a lot of combat exploits and experience. Compared to those jobs of operating warships, I seem to be more suitable to be a soldier charging into battle... In my third year of enlistment, I was selected by ODST and became a 'paratrooper of hell'."
"Being selected by ODST shows that you have great talent in this area. It would be a real waste if you were sent to drive a battleship." Thirty-Three nodded.
"But I only stayed in ODST for less than a year. I was seriously injured during a combat mission and had to retire." Mo Jue pointed to the artificial parts on his body and said, "After I recovered from my injuries and returned home, I learned that my mother had passed away a month ago, and my father had gathered a group of people to form a little-known 'lumberjack' team."
Mo Jue sighed and continued, "In fact, he had already started exploring the Gray Mist Forest before I graduated from the Air Force Academy. The identity of a 'lumberjack' was just a cover, but it was not a completely fake identity. The various activity funds of their team, the expenses of purchasing equipment, and the living expenses of their family members all needed to be obtained by selling Mist Trees. In this way, they explored the Gray Mist Forest while cutting down Mist Trees...
"My father didn't want me to join the team at first, but I was in a very low mood due to my discharge from the army due to injuries and my mother's death. I even tried to commit suicide... He had no choice but to take me with him to take care of me. Over time, I became part of the team.
“At first, I didn’t know the real purpose of their forming this team. I naively thought that they were exploring deeper into the forest to cut down better quality mist roost trees and make more money…until one day, I overheard a conversation between my father and several of the earliest members who formed this team with him outside his tent.
"The content of the conversation was very vague and I couldn't hear it clearly, but they mentioned the central area of the forest, some debris, ruins and other things many times..."
Wreckage?! Ruins?! Is this the engine wreckage ruins in the middle of the gray fog forest?
Ke Lan couldn't help but take a deep breath... Isn't this a secret that only the Undead Crew is qualified to know? Why would Mo Jue's father know it? !
"My father and those people were very alert. I was discovered after only eavesdropping for a few minutes. I still remember that the other people had strange expressions, but they left quickly without saying anything. After that, my father pulled me into the tent." Mo Jue recalled, "He asked me what I heard, and my answer was the same as what I just said. He sighed, then patted me on the shoulder and said that I should quit the team and find another job.
"I didn't understand, so I asked him what he meant... He hesitated for a long time before telling me that they were looking for a secret buried in the core of the Gray Mist Forest. This secret even involved the reason why the Alpha civilization disappeared."
The reason why Alpha civilization disappeared? !
Not only Ke Lan, but everyone else present also held their breath and stared at Mo Jue intently, waiting for her to continue.
"But when I asked him what the secret was, he refused to tell me and only asked me to quit the 'Lumberjack' team. Of course I refused to agree, and the matter was delayed for several months until they decided to launch an attack at a depth of 500 meters..."
"And your father disappeared?" Ke Lan suddenly understood the mentality of those readers who wanted to kill the author when they saw that the novel they were following was suddenly discontinued.
"Well, my father always has a notebook with him, in which he records every action, discovery, and discussion of their meetings, but he never allows me to touch that notebook. So I may not know as much as you do about the 'secret' my father mentioned. As for my brother, he joined us after my father disappeared. He was cheated in business and owed a lot of debts. He had no choice but to find me."
"What about that notebook?" Thirty-three asked subconsciously.
"She said it was brought by her father. It must have disappeared with her father." Ke Lan said, "What a pity. If this thing could be left behind..."
Mo Jue nodded, agreeing with Ke Lan's statement.
"By the way, what about the others, those who discussed the 'secret' with your father? Where are they now?" Ke Lan asked again.
"Not everyone in the team knows the 'secret'. Only a few people who initially formed the team know it... but they are either missing like my father, or died in the battle just now. You appeared about ten minutes after the two people who were left died." Mo Jue replied.
"Fuck!" Ke Lan punched the ground in anger. "If only we could get there earlier! God knows we missed such an important clue in just a dozen minutes!"
"Don't you even know what's in the Gray Mist Forest ?" Mo Jue asked curiously, "Aren't you ruins hunters? Didn't you come here because there's a ruin in the Gray Mist Forest?"
"How should I put it ..." Ke Lan smacked his lips. "In fact, the purpose of our trip has nothing to do with our identity as relic hunters. We are also pursuing a secret, and there is a high possibility that the secret we are pursuing is the same as the secret your father is pursuing."
Ke Lan stretched out his fingers and pressed the temples on both sides of his head, reviewing the words that Mo Jue had just said one by one... In a trance, he seemed to see a few words light up in his mind.
