I, the motherland, do whatever I want

It's a new day and the weather is sunny.

Breezy and sunny.

Azu slowly walked to the Ministry of National Defense, enjoying the warm feeling of the sun shining on his body. At the same time, he also absorbed the solar radiation and stored it.

Azu was not in a hurry to go to the Ministry of Defense, so he opened his status bar in mid-air to see what kind of changes he had.

[Name: John (from the motherland)]

[Life Level: Level 5 (Extraordinary)]

[Status: normal]

[Talent: Heat Ray +2 (113/500)

Deep Space Flight (14/200)

First cosmic speed (46/200)

Biological force field +2 (174/500)

Divine power (74/200)

Self-healing +2 (11/100)

Insight +2 (17/100)]

It can be clearly seen that after experiencing the "Dawn of Justice" incident, the proficiency of various talents has increased significantly.

Among all Azu's current talents, except for the latter two, all others have undergone qualitative changes.

Heat ray and biological force field have not only changed qualitatively, but also have +2. Compared with the Manhattan incident, these two talents have been upgraded by one level in battle.

In addition, the flight quality becomes 'deep space flight'.

The super-fast moving matter becomes the ‘first cosmic speed’.

Super power has also been transformed into "divine power".

Azu reviewed the information on these three qualitative changes. Deep space flight allows Azu to fly out of the earth and move in outer space.

The first cosmic velocity allows Azu to move at nearly eight kilometers per second, which is far faster than the speed of sound.

Not to mention the divine power, which can mobilize the power of every muscle of Azu and stimulate power from every cell, making Azu like the legendary Hercules, easily destroying the entire city with one punch.

If he wanted to, he could even explode continental plates and cause major disasters such as tsunamis and earthquakes.

"I've grown so much, but my life level still hasn't changed. What's the reason?"

Azu's eyes fell on the two talents of 'self-healing' and 'insight'.

Currently, only these two talents have not undergone qualitative changes. If they undergo qualitative changes, will their life levels be improved?

With this question in mind, he saw the federal Ministry of Defense building.

Whoosh——

Azu turned into an afterimage and cast it towards the main entrance of the building.

At this time, people were coming and going at the door of the building. It was now working time for officials of all sizes in the Ministry of National Defense.

Of course, for real senior officials, they can come whenever they want. This is the special treatment brought by power, and no one will blame them.

At this time, there was a man at the door drinking coffee and looking at his watch.

"It's already nine o'clock."

"Didn't you agree to come today?"

"The people of the motherland won't let me go, right?"

This man had a work badge on his chest, and it said 'National Contract Administration, Administrator McGee Jason' and other words.

boom.

A sudden strong wind blew outside the gate, causing many ladies to exclaim. Fortunately, this is a national institution and requires modest dress. So even women mainly wear trousers.

Otherwise, if you wear a cooler skirt, everyone will be busy protecting their privacy.

Mikey Jason was blown by the strong wind, causing wrinkles to appear on his face. The coffee in his hand was blown away, and the coffee inside spilled onto the leather shoes he just bought.

The administrator suddenly let out an angry cry, and then looked around. In the open space outside the gate, people were moving around.

Just in the crowd, Youdao's figure was changing from a squatting position to standing.

Under the sun, the other person's blond hair was dazzling, his blue eyes were like the lake reflecting the sky, and the corner of his mouth was raised, revealing a warm smile.

People of the motherland!

The government employees around him let out soft calls, and McGee quickly ran towards the figure wearing a black uniform and a bright red cloak.

"People of the motherland, can you take a photo with me?"

"People of the motherland, can you sign your name for me?"

"My motherland, can I kiss you?"

Although this is the Ministry of National Defense, Azu obviously has a lot of fans among government employees.

He smiled and took photos with a greasy middle-aged man, signed an autograph for a young man wearing glasses, and accepted a lip print on his face from a beautiful lady.

At this time, he saw a man hurriedly squeeze in, stretched out his hand and said.

"Hello, fellow countrymen."

"I am McGee Jason. I am an administrator under the National Contract Management Bureau. I have been assigned by the superiors to be your 'guide'."

"You probably wouldn't have imagined this place. It has 23,000 rooms and a total length of 17.5 miles of corridors."

"If you come here for the first time, you might get lost."

Azu nodded, accepted the photo of the two beautiful ladies, and then said to Mr. McGee: "Please lead the way."

Mikey was excited and enthusiastic. He led Azu into the building and kept introducing the facilities in the building.

It took them a full 15 minutes to arrive at Azu's office.

Looking at the sign 'Superhuman Supervision Department, Minister's Office' hanging on the wall, Azu nodded, but after walking into the office, his eyes became slightly cold.

The office is very empty, except for a table and chairs next to the window, there are no other facilities, no assistants, and not even a single staff member.

Azu couldn't help but look at the man next to him.

McGee also looked confused: "I thought they were ready for this."

"A moment, please."

"I'll make a call."

He walked out of the room and made a phone call, while Azu looked at the four walls thoughtfully.

Not long after, McGee came in with a middle-aged man.

"People of the motherland, this is the director of our management office, Mr. Novan."

"Mr. Novan, it seems that the office is not neatly equipped yet?"

Novan, who had gray hair and gold-rimmed glasses, glanced at the people of his motherland and said with a cold expression.

"Yes, because we don't know what kind of configuration our motherland needs."

"So there was no preparation."

"People of the motherland, you can do this."

"You bring the office supplies you need, such as computers, printers, etc."

"And the person you need, an assistant, or a note-taker."

"Anyway, write down your needs into a report and send it to our administration for approval."

"The review needs to go through a process. In addition to me, it also needs the signatures of three directors and our director to pass."

"Once you get through, we'll get supplies and personnel ready for you as quickly as possible, and that's it."

Azu was silent for a few seconds, then showed a warm smile: "That's it?"

"You asked me to be the director of the supervision department. Is this the sincerity of your Ministry of Defense?"

Azu clasped his hands behind his back, walked towards Novan, and said with a smile.

"Sir, you are standing here now telling me what to do, and even asking me to provide you with a report for review."

"Do you think I'm a clown?"

Please brothers and sisters, please don’t keep books. You come home from get off work every day and clock until 12 o’clock after dinner. For the sake of being such a diligent little pigeon, let me have some food () 嘤嘤嘤~