Merle's Decision

Commonwealth.

Interrogation room.

The two evaluators were unusually calm and seemed to have become accustomed to the confrontations before them.

"I'm sorry, you have to accept another round of evaluation."

"Another damn evaluation? Damn it, I've never been screwed over as much as you guys, I've already accepted ten rounds of evaluation. I'm the captain in charge of escorting Deanna Monroe back to Ohio. Tell me, sweetheart, what do you have to evaluate? I see you have plenty of time, do you normally waste it evaluating people?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon, you have to accept another round of evaluation. This is the protocol for unstable individuals. We know that the front line we've lost has suffered unimaginable losses, so as evaluators, we can understand it. We deeply apologize."

"Damn it! This is all a load of shit."

...

After shouting and cursing, Merle suddenly changed his attitude and looked at the two with a smile on his face. Only the three of them could hear what they were saying in the interrogation room.

"If you approve of me passing, how about I get you some good stuff in the future? I'm the best at that. Want candy or green money? Games or books? I can do it, what do you think?"

After speaking, he raised his eyebrows mysteriously, adding a touch of misery to his original fierce appearance. The female evaluator frowned slightly, but it was only for a moment and didn't reveal too much.

The woman lowered her head and wrote some words on the paper, and the man beside her seemed even more anxious to write something. From the way he shook his head slightly, it could be seen that this man strongly disapproved of Merle in his evaluation.

Merle's expression gradually turned cold. For this group that had been with him for a month, it could be said that they were both familiar and unknown. The familiar part was the two individuals, and the strange part was the attitude displayed by the other party. He had never shown so many different expressions in such a short time.

The male evaluator named him "walnut," and the female one he called "peanut."

Seeing the expression on Walnut's face at this moment, Merle realized that they were about to reject him again, and this evaluation should be complicated to do once more. He was not a patient man, so instead of showing a reliable attitude, he decided to make a plan for a few days.

Thinking about this, he suddenly raised his hands, slammed the table with his rough hands, and stood up. The chair behind him was pushed back by his legs and flew backward. The chair legs hit the floor, creating a screeching sound!

Boom!

The loud noise and Merle's actions startled the two evaluators, and they almost jumped out of their chairs. Even some soldiers in white suits nearby raised their weapons. If Merle made any more movements, they would pull the trigger at any moment.

But who is Merle? After staying in this ghostly place for a month, he has already discovered some unwritten rules here. He knows what to do and what not to do.

"Hey, Walnut and Peanut..." Looking at the panic expressions on the faces of the two evaluators, Merle showed a self-satisfied expression on his face. He placed his hands on the table, looked at the two of them, and said playfully, "Look at the fear on your faces. Turns out you can also show expressions of fear."

At the same time, a middle-aged woman dressed in black business attire entered through the door not far away, followed by a young and beautiful woman. The two soldiers, upon seeing the woman in the interrogation room, immediately greeted her: "Welcome, Mrs. Monroe! Miss Clark!"

It was Deanna and Alicia who had come to this place. Judging from the respectful attitude of the people, they seemed to have achieved something in this first month."

But Deanna's complexion was not as somber as her glamorous appearance at the moment.

As soon as she entered the door, she went straight to the room where Merle was. The guards with white combat uniforms on both sides stopped her immediately, and the other guard banged on the glass of the interrogation room. Upon hearing this, the evaluators quickly stood up.

The panicked expressions on their faces gradually turned cold. They put the documents on one side of the briefcase, quickly left the room, and soon walked out the other side of the corridor under the escort of the guards.

Merle, who was sitting, only looked at the two evaluators with a half-smile, not speaking or obstructing, only watching them leave the room.

This scene fell into Deanna's eyes, making her expression even uglier. She whispered a few words to Alicia and the two waited for a while, and soon a soldier with a white combat uniform entered, but this soldier was a little different from the others. The weapon he held was a sniper rifle. Yes, this man was Jon Seda, who accompanied Deanna to the interrogation room.

As soon as Jon entered the door, he walked directly in front of the two, then gestured to the two soldiers blocking the way, and the three of them entered directly.

Merle sat in the chair carelessly, only looking at the few people who entered. Jon greeted the two guards in the room, the other guards looked at each other and left the room.

As soon as the room was cleared, Jon nodded to Merle, turned his head, then turned around and left the room and stood at the door. The guards around him seemed to be very afraid of him, and they all backed away.

Deanna sat in front of Merle, and Merle, who was now doing nothing, had already sat down and was smiling casually.

"What do you think? Does this fucking garbage have any hope?"

Deanna shook her head slightly and sighed helplessly. "It's still not working. There is a group of people who have a lot of opinions about me. The other party is waiting for me to deliberately make mistakes. That's why they won't let you in. They only do it for the purpose of getting me to join a side and do what they want."

Merle just clicked his teeth as he thought. The ideas in his mind became darker, and after finishing listening to what Deanna said, he shook his head.

"No, no, no, you must not show weakness to them, that's something you should never do under any circumstances. If you keep wasting time, both sides of power will end up being disappointed. Remember Deanna, you're new to this place, prestige is important."

Deanna understands Merle's words perfectly, but the problem now is that if she doesn't show weakness, then Merle will never be able to enter the Commonwealth, which also directly makes him lose an important thing: his confidant.

Just on the way from Washington to here, she and her husband have seen that the way Merle survives is the best. It can be said that there is no difference between him and someone in the army like Jon. Even if the two of them met outside, it is estimated that Jon could not deal with someone like Merle.

In fact, the original Merle was not so skilled, but after Airon's training, his power in strength is at least twice what it was before, so ordinary soldiers are not at his level, which made Merle's value as a leader explode to incredible levels.

Deanna also knew this, so she really wanted to bring Merle to the Commonwealth base, but as soon as she took a high position upon arriving, she must have offended someone, so there were many barriers that stopped her.

"Taking all that into account, the chances of bringing you are very low. Everyone else has integrated, but they know very well that you are someone untamable by their standards."

Alicia also frowned. She didn't have as much foresight as Deanna, but Airon arranged for Merle to accompany them for some reason, so she had no intention of giving up.

Merle narrowed his eyes slightly, tapped his fingers on the table several times, and then patted the table. Seeing that both of them were looking at him, he spoke: "Since I can't enter, find a way for me to get out of this place."

"What?"