[BL] Daily Disposable Persona

71: The Sun God 10

Now that Zong Yan had decided on a course of action, the next few steps fell into place.

After the initial storm of scrutiny, the soldiers' attitude towards Zong Yan made a 180-degree turn. Their eyes filled with fear.

There was nothing fake about it.

"What's the situation in Manhattan?"

After the transfer of command, Edward became Zong Yan's first staff officer.

The little prince had been systematically trained in warfare and command. In this regard, he had far more experience than Zong Yan, so Zong Yan immediately appointed him to the job.

"We've been stationed in Manhattan for three days. We haven't found any trace of alien creatures during that time."

Lynn was leaning over a map of New York City with a pen. He described the situation and carefully pointed out some details.

"Our orders from up above are to perform daily patrols and protect the major buildings in Manhattan. That's our mission."

Manhattan was a financial district, which meant a lot of underground parking lots and similar structures. They could just about rule out any possibility that ghouls had an underground city here.

The Night Watchman put his gloves back on. He flexed his knuckles and tapped gently on the table. He had a sinking feeling.

Thanks to Lynn's explanation, Zong Yan realized that the task assigned to him by the Logistics Department was incredibly easy.

To be honest, "easy" wasn't at all what Zong Yan wanted. He knew the occult world meant well. They were trying to protect the new Monarch. But he wasn't a greenhouse flower who was willing to wait meekly in the rear.

As long as he had the power to protect the human race, he wouldn't ever sit back and be protected by someone else.

"How many soldiers can we mobilize right now?" the Night Watchman asked.

"If we set aside personnel who have to remain stationed in Manhattan, as well as the troops we need for routine patrols, there are only about a thousand," the lieutenant general said cautiously. After answering the question, he seemed to realize something. "Are you—?"

"Good." Zong Yan picked up his top hat and rose to his feet. He lightly said, "Instead of remaining here, we should take the initiative and attack. The situation in New York is critical. Do I have the authority to mobilize the unit?"

The matter was beyond urgent.

With the Night Watchman's abilities, Zong Yan could sense that the city was full of souls, howling under the curtain of night. They weren't concentrated in Manhattan but in other parts of the city across the river. The screams were agonizing, and they were audible from a long distance.

The situation there couldn't be good. Zong Yan's mood darkened.

What audacity! The lieutenant general was impressed. "You're the commander now. Of course you have that authority."

"That's good to hear."

When the Night Watchman was about to leave, someone suddenly barged through the door.

Wearing a tight-fitting combat suit and special tactical glasses, a blonde beauty pushed into the room and regarded Zong Yan with approval.

She'd overheard Zong Yan's previous words and totally agreed.

When the tenth Monarch first enrolled at MU, the senior investigators picked him out as an excellent seedling.

"Hello, team leader."