In the midst of the chaotic turmoil he had caused, a partially destroyed body lay on the ground, covered in dirt. When Jack looked at the status window, all he could do was curse inside before muttering, "This is the best thing I can get in this situation, especially." He had always been bothered by the system from the beginning, but with the appearance of this additional reward in this particular situation, it felt as if the system was telling him to recover quickly in order to carry out the next mission, which made him feel controlled.

Nothing comes for free; that's the truth. Even a mother cares for her child to feel happiness and self-satisfaction. So, no matter the reasons for Jack, free things are nothing but an illusion of weakness. "Well, whoever or whatever tries to exploit me will regret it in the end," Jack thought. He noticed that his worn-out body was recovering at an astonishing rate and was nearing complete recovery. He raised his head and squinted his eyes, noticing the two new bars in his status window.

"A mutation from creatures of another world—that's quite explicit. I suppose you either asked them kindly or forced them, or perhaps they were already extinct?" Jack pondered, but the user was too weak to bear the answer.

"And this dagger—can I get an explanation of its abilities?" he inquired.

"Disgusting; this power truly makes me uncomfortable," Jack muttered. "Is this also from another world? Perhaps a world extraordinarily powerful Maybe it's a weapon of demon kings from that world or the king of Shinigami."

"Yes, yes, I know the rest of the sentence," Jack interrupted. Hearing that, he paused for a moment, deep in thought, and then asked about the other thing that was on his mind.

"System, why are there two new bars? I thought the status window remained unchanged."

Jack was taken aback by this response but quickly regained his composure. He voiced what was on his heart: "So, what is the system?"

Stolen novel; please report.

Jack contemplated the response.

"Sorry for asking," Jack said, unable to understand a word he heard. Lights? They were likely the lights he had seen during his pure desire state. Mist? It was a term he had heard before, and he suspected it was engraved on his right arm. Sun, a new term that could possibly be the opposite of mist. Finally, there was the tree, which he couldn't think of anything about.

"Well, is this the maximum level of clarification?" Jack questioned.

< Yes> , the system replied.

"Well, at least it's better than that irritating sentence," Jack muttered to himself. "System, make sure any answer I can't bear is presented in a more digestible form."

Jack frowned upon receiving the answer, but he didn't want to waste time now that he had fully recovered. He stood up, stretched his fingers, and jumped a little, feeling light and agile. He lifted his head and observed the destruction he had caused, then noticed a few surviving soldiers barely clinging to life. He relieved them of their suffering before deciding to leave the filthy sewer. The reason was that his body had a horrifying appearance, protecting the small phone that, fortunately, had only suffered a crack on its small screen but still functioned as a body. After exiting the sewer, Jack noticed that the explosion had alerted the surface residents and the police. Therefore, on his way home, he avoided anyone who was close to the blast, including the police, of course.

When Jack reached his home, he didn't enter through the front door but climbed through the tree into his closed room, preventing anyone from entering. He threw himself onto the soft, fluffy bed, feeling comfortable. He grabbed the small phone and started examining the documents and papers he had captured at the base. However, the phone screen was too small, so he transferred the images to his personal phone and began carefully examining them.

Those papers were related to the upcoming operation of the base, which involved detonating a location in the eastern part of the country, near the border with the neighboring state. But the most significant thing that caught Jack's attention was the purpose of the explosion.

"Based on our clients and spies in the political system, we have identified the secret facility for government experiments and received approval from base commanders in other countries to raid the facility and obtain everything we had in the past. In order to uncover the truth and triumph in our cause, we will sacrifice our lives. However, we will only carry out this operation one month from now after making the necessary preparations. Unfortunately, most of the soldiers are unaware of the mission's objective, so I formally apologize to all my brothers and sisters, but secrecy is our priority. One goal, one opportunity Therefore, we cannot afford to fail."

Upon reading this article, Jack felt a strange sensation coursing through him. He dropped his head in silence. It seemed as if he twitched a little, affected by this speech, but...

"Hahaha! Oh, the poor fools... Hahaha, I didn't know the extent of your bravery. Hahaha, I'm sorry, but this is truly hilarious! Ha! I alone was enough to eliminate you, and here you were planning to invade the strongest facility in the country? Hahaha! Oh, man, you are the best!"

Jack laughed heartily at that article, to the point that tears formed in his eyes.

"Oh, the poor things... Haha... I didn't know how heroic you were. Haha... I'm sorry, but this is truly funny! I alone was enough to eliminate you, and now you were planning to invade the most powerful facility in the country? Hahaha! Oh, man, you're the best!"

Jack found the article to be incredibly amusing. However, he soon composed himself and wiped away his tears. In that moment, the system window appeared, and he noticed the new prompt.

Rewards Mission: Locate the secret facility, obtain information about this state, and learn its history (Reward: Obtain the instant teleportation skill).

"Only gathering information? That's so dull," Jack thought. He smiled and continued inside.

himself, "I'll burn that place too, at my leisure."