120: Chapter 120 Even worse than myself

After a brief moment of shock, Commander Shi Haidong quickly suppressed his loss of composure, forced a frank expression, and waved his hand feignedly in helplessness.

"Brother Mo, you are joking. Right now, the battle situation at Beishan Pass is deadlocked, and the Japanese Invaders are at the height of their power. We are both transmigrators, living in troubled times, and we should naturally get to know each other and look out for one another.

I was simply curious about your skills and wanted to understand a bit more; where does the talk of scheming come from?"

He skillfully invoked the greater good, donned the guise of fighting side-by-side, and intended to use polite platitudes to turn the page.

In his view, even if the other party had noticed something, without concrete evidence, it would at most be mere suspicion; they wouldn't truly fall out.

Everyone was an adult, and given the situation of fighting the enemy together, there was no need to sour the relationship.

Mo Yufei just lifted his head slightly to glance at him; there wasn't a ripple in his eyes, only intense contempt remaining.

He didn't put these petty thoughts of Commander Shi Haidong in his eyes at all.

Things like secret probing, testing the bottom line, or weighing pros and cons—in his eyes, they were laughably childish.

Since he was a transmigrator and had been here for several years, he hadn't thought about how to make his country rise. With the knowledge from his previous life, even just revealing some historical data casually, this country wouldn't have ended up like this.

This could only mean he did it on purpose. It was unknown what exactly he wanted to do; perhaps he intended to rise strongly amidst the chaos and establish his own empire using plans and data that transcended this era.

Mo Yufei thought to himself, "This guy is even more trash than me. What kind of thing is this? He's not even as good as me!"

Having experienced slaughter in other worlds, these petty, unpresentable schemes of Commander Shi Haidong were just like children playing house—straightforward and clumsy.

"Look out for one another?" Mo Yufei chuckled, his tone devoid of any anger, containing only naked mockery.

"Are you trying to look out for me, or are you trying to figure out my bottom line, to see if I'm easy to use, easy to manipulate, and whether I will become trouble for you?"

Mo Yufei took two casual steps forward. His pace was relaxed, and he didn't deliberately release any aura, yet he carried an inherent air of condescension.

"I know exactly what kind of plan you're concocting in your heart."

"You fear that my origins are unknown, you fear that I cannot be controlled, and you fear that I will disrupt your little plans."

Every word and sentence precisely pierced through all of Commander Shi Haidong's thoughts.

The frank expression on Commander Shi Haidong's face couldn't hold up for an instant. A trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up again.

"Brother Mo, you are perhaps judging a gentleman's heart with a petty person's measure."

Commander Shi Haidong bit the bullet and defended himself, his tone lacking the confidence he had just moments ago. "In troubled times, caution is fundamental.

I was just seeking stability; I didn't want to act rashly without understanding the situation, certainly not intentionally scheming."

"Say whatever you want."

Mo Yufei cut him off directly, too lazy to listen to his nonsense.

He simply couldn't be bothered to argue right or wrong with Commander Shi Haidong, nor was he interested in delving into the other party's conspiracy.

From beginning to end, in his eyes, Commander Shi Haidong didn't even qualify as an opponent; at most, he was just a passerby with a little bit of cleverness who liked to think he was smart.

So what if he was a transmigrator?

In this plane, he was purely invincible, the most unsolvable existence on this battlefield.

All of Commander Shi Haidong's schemes, probes, and layouts were completely meaningless in the face of absolute hard power.

The Robot Chief of Staff's sensor light flickered slowly with a cold glow, keeping Commander Shi Haidong locked in its sights. Its subtle scanning beam swept back and forth, capturing all of Commander Shi Haidong's emotional fluctuations and physical stiffness.

The cold mechanical monitoring silently proved that the person in front of them had an erratic heartbeat and a hypocritical expression throughout, with every sentence being a lie.

Commander Shi Haidong felt incredibly uncomfortable under this silent scrutiny, his back tightening slightly.

He had originally intended to continue maneuvering and slowly test Mo Yufei's depth, but now he suddenly realized that he had lost from the very beginning.

He was trying to figure out Mo Yufei, but Mo Yufei had been looking down on him from start to finish.

"You don't need to be nervous." Mo Yufei let his hands hang casually at his sides, his tone so flat it was almost perfunctory. "I have no interest in delving into your petty thoughts, and I don't have the time to play games of intrigue with you."

His gaze swept across the smoke-filled trenches in the distance, where the faint sounds of the Japanese Army resting could be heard. Compared to Commander Shi Haidong's unpresentable little actions, the fully armed Japanese Invaders opposite were what he was actually interested in.

"The Japanese Army is right opposite us now; I don't have the leisure to deal with you. Go stay wherever it's cool."

Mo Yufei spoke indifferently, his attitude casual and arrogant.

These words left Commander Shi Haidong slightly stunned; for a moment, he couldn't grasp his intentions.

Before he could think too much, Mo Yufei's airy voice sounded again, carrying extreme contempt.

"But let me remind you of one thing."

"Those schemes of yours, in my eyes, have zero technical content."

"You can continue to hide your thoughts and keep playing your little games; I don't care, and I can't be bothered to manage it."

Mo Yufei looked at him, his eyes filled with the indifference of someone watching a clown.

"The premise is, don't come and bother me."

"Stay put quietly and fight your war well, and you can live well. If you are truly bored and insist on playing tricks and probes in front of me, thinking that your little bit of cleverness can scheme against me..."

He paused, the smile at the corner of his mouth cooling slightly, though he still gave no weight to the matter, merely stating a fact.

"Then I don't mind cleaning you up as I would anything else."

This statement had no fierce pressure, no furious murderous aura; it was precisely this carelessness that chilled Commander Shi Haidong to the core.

Mo Yufei wasn't wary of him or guarding against him; he simply didn't put him in his eyes at all.

From beginning to end, all his probes and all his layouts were just a boring farce in the other party's eyes.

His system deductions and manipulation of human hearts, which he prided himself on, were laughable and redundant in the face of absolute power crushing down.

Commander Shi Haidong's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, suppressing the complex emotions in his heart—there was unwillingness, fear, and a trace of hard-to-conceal frustration.

He had always been the one who devised strategies and controlled the overall situation; never had there been a moment like this, where he appeared so small and so ridiculous.

But he didn't dare to continue provoking him. He quickly reined in all his thoughts, suppressed the unwillingness in his eyes, and said submissively, "I was impulsive. I won't speculate or probe carelessly in the future. Let us continue to fight the foreign enemy together."

A wise man submits to circumstances.

He knew very well that as he was now, he had no capital to contend with Mo Yufei.

Even if the other party's attitude was contemptuous and indifferent, if he were to harbor murderous intent, he wouldn't even have any room to resist.

Mo Yufei couldn't be bothered to look at him again; he directly withdrew his gaze and turned to look in the direction of the Japanese Army's positions.

He hadn't put this little episode with Commander Shi Haidong in his heart at all.

If he were foolish enough to come and bite, he would just crush him to death; it wasn't worth mentioning.

Commander Shi Haidong stood where he was, watching Mo Yufei's indifferent and distant back, his palms unknowingly soaked in cold sweat.

He knew that in this silent confrontation today, he had lost thoroughly.

What made him feel even more stifled was that from beginning to end, he hadn't been able to make the other party take him seriously at all.

In Mo Yufei's eyes, he didn't even qualify to be an opponent.

His hidden schemes were completely pierced, and most of his trump cards and thoughts were exposed, yet he had no choice but to endure it.

Commander Shi Haidong silently reined in all his sharp edges; the fear in his heart deepened, and at the same time, a secret thought quietly sprouted.

He would lie low for now and would no longer probe rashly.

But he would absolutely not be content with this.

But at this moment, facing that figure standing tall amidst the smoke, he only had a heart full of powerlessness and caution left.

This game, from the very beginning, had been nothing more than his own wishful thinking.

And Mo Yufei had long since cast him to the back of his mind, his heart filled only with the large wave of experience points about to arrive ahead.