Until Jay's fists were covered in blood and Johnson had passed out from the pain for the third time, he finally stopped.
At this point, Johnson was barely clinging to his last breath.
Jay wasn't in a rush to finish him off.
After all, he wasn't sure what Colonel Hammond's attitude would be, but according to past rules, as long as no one died, it wasn't considered a big deal.
If worse came to worst, he'd be confined to his quarters again.
However, Jay wanted to take this opportunity to have a serious conversation with Colonel Hammond.
If his planned course of action went smoothly, he could come up with a hundred ways to kill Johnson without getting his hands dirty.
"Let him live for two more days."
After making the decision, Jay suddenly walked in a certain direction.
The people there immediately parted to make way for him.
Jay suddenly stopped, looking at someone. "Oh, right, I remember you. You're a good guy. Could you help me with my laundry for the next month? I hope it's not too much trouble?"
The guy who had jokingly said that if Jay won, he'd do his laundry for a month, turned pale.
Of course, he could deny having said that.
But seeing Johnson's tragic state, he couldn't bring himself to say no.
So, he awkwardly nodded. "No trouble, no trouble."
Although it was a bit embarrassing, it was still better than being beaten to the ground.
After all, in this Marine 88th Branch base, aside from the officers, Johnson, as a private, was considered one of the more capable individuals.
Of course, the branch was one thing, the headquarters was another. They couldn't be mixed up.
Jay nodded and continued walking.
"Another serving of roast meat, please."
"Uh, sure."
The head chef was stunned, but seeing that Jay didn't seem to be joking, he still got him a large portion of roast meat.
Then Jay found another spot and sat down to eat.
It was as if nothing had happened.
If it weren't for the mess in the cafeteria and Johnson lying in a pool of blood on the ground, the others would seriously question if they had just dreamt everything.
...
Colonel Hammond was now very surprised.
Although he had caused this 'result,' he didn't expect Private Johnson to lose again to a rookie soldier.
And to be beaten so badly that even if he recovered, he would have many lasting injuries, essentially leaving him crippled.
What surprised him even more was that after all this, Jay, the rookie named Nova Jay, still dared to come to see him.
Was he here to beg for mercy?
Colonel Hammond sat there, leisurely trimming his cigar. "Rookie, tell me, what crime is it to harm a fellow soldier?"
"Report, sir, I believe this was actually a classic case of self-defense."
Colonel Hammond sneered. "You believe? You're just a..."
"Sir, this evidence should prove my innocence."
Jay 'recklessly' interrupted Colonel Hammond's words and handed over the 'evidence.'
Colonel Hammond didn't care much about evidence or not, because in this base, everything was decided by him!
If he said the raven was white, then it had to be white, not a speck of black allowed!
So, naïve!
Just as Colonel Hammond was preparing to call in people to arrest this troublesome rookie, his peripheral vision caught sight of the so-called 'evidence.'
Hmm?
A land deed?
Colonel Hammond paused and actually brought the 'evidence' closer to his eyes.
It was indeed a land deed for a hundred-acre rubber plantation.
"This is...?"
Jay spoke seriously. "Please accept it, sir!"
Upon hearing this, Colonel Hammond finally showed some interest.
Rubber was a scarce resource, and although a hundred acres was small, such a rubber plantation, excluding costs, could earn at least one and a half million berry a year in net profit.
That didn't even include the value of the land.
Most importantly... it was free!
Quite a good deal!
He looked up at Jay, thinking this rookie might not be as clueless as he appeared.
Now it seemed he was smarter than that fool Johnson.
"This 'evidence' is interesting. Where did it come from?"
Jay chose to tell the truth. The deed was something he had carried with him when he escaped, and his plan was to keep it for the future if he ever made something of himself and could get back what was lost.
But after switching bodies, Jay no longer cared about it and simply handed it over.
Because in his hands, it was just a worthless piece of paper!
Better to use it as bait, luring wolves and tigers to their doom, and it would also be a small revenge for his past life!
Of course, he could also benefit from it.
"Why did you decide to give it up?"
"I don't have the ability to protect it. Rather than letting others profit, I might as well exchange it for a better future."
Although Jay wanted to 'use others to kill,' he understood one thing—never treat the other person like a fool.
Someone who could rise to the rank of branch colonel and make money freely was certainly not a fool.
Some things couldn't be hidden. All Hammond had to do was investigate the deed, and he would understand the backstory.
Being honest now would prevent future problems.
Also, from what Jay knew about Colonel Hammond, an ordinary noble from a kingdom wasn't enough to make him back off.
That was enough!
"Others?"
Colonel Hammond's gaze flickered as he seemed to understand.
He looked at Jay deeply. "I'll keep this evidence for now. I need to investigate thoroughly. If what you say is true, I will ensure the Marine gives you justice."
"Thank you, sir!"
Seeing that his objective had been achieved, Jay immediately saluted and left.
As he turned, his expression was cold.
His things weren't so easy to take.
No matter who it was!
When Jay walked out of Colonel Hammond's office, completely unscathed and even humming a little tune as he went to lift weights...
Almost everyone was stunned!
How did this guy manage to do it?
Colonel Hammond was someone who only recognized money, not people.
Could it be that Jay was actually very rich?
Did he just bribe the man with money?
But if he had money, why didn't he use it the last time something happened?
It was hard to figure out.
For the next few days, Jay just worked out, ate, and slept. He didn't clean, didn't interact with anyone.
It seemed like he hadn't been affected at all and hadn't been punished.
On top of that, Colonel Hammond hadn't given any orders or instructions, almost as if he had tacitly accepted Jay's actions.
As a result, no one dared to question or inquire about Jay. After all, there were so many new recruits, so it didn't matter if one was missing.