Hearing Wang Jixuan say that, Zheng Shiduo was a little dazed.
He was a C-Class Psionicist.
Although he could barely be considered to have "C+" or even "C++" combat power, dealing with a B-Class Psionicist was already difficult enough for him. He would even have to pick on the weaker ones among B-Class Psionicists.
What kind of concept was S-Class?
That was an overwhelmingly powerful existence who could crush a little C-Class Psionicist like him with one finger!
But...
Well, death was death. Brother Wang had spoken. Could he refuse?
"Alright! No problem!" Zheng Shiduo immediately nodded. "Just tell us, how are we doing this?"
Wang Jixuan instructed, "First, get us a vehicle. Preferably one that can turn invisible."
Ling Tong immediately replied, "An ordinary armored vehicle fitted with a holographic device will work. I'll get one."
"Mm, hurry. A simple desert vehicle will do," Wang Jixuan said simply. "We still have many steps to complete."
"Five minutes."
Ling Tong turned and began running, her ponytail bouncing constantly.
Zheng Shiduo looked at Peony, who was wearing ordinary armor nearby, and praised her.
"These two sets of armor are really cool. The war zone refuses to issue them to us Psionicists no matter what! Otherwise, our combat power would definitely be much stronger! Wang—cough—Brother, is this your new underling?"
Peony brought her hands together and dipped slightly at the waist, speaking in a sweet, coquettish female voice.
"Hello, Mr. Pervert Duo. I am Peony, the officer's exclusive Loyal Wingman."
Zheng Shiduo's face darkened. "Sis, could you not give me nicknames? I already have enough of them."
"Understood, Mr. Zheng Shiduo, whose relaxed vibe is off the charts."
"I keep feeling like you're mocking me..."
Wang Jixuan frowned. "Focus on business. Be serious."
Peony immediately entered an impeccably disciplined combat state.
Ling