Seal the deal, crazy people, defense is not an option.

Zhan Yanchao had a dream.

In the dream he was a transparent third person.

He saw a boy exactly like himself waving a whip, making Ji Zuoshan curl up.

Ji Zuoshan's limbs were so frail that he was actually a standard Omega physique. He moved skillfully to protect his head, leaving the rest of him to Whiplash, as if recognizing his damn life.

Zhan Yanchao was dumbfounded.

He didn't have time to think about why Xiao Ji had become an Omega, he just knew that fighting an Omega was not a human thing to do.

He went to take that asshole's hand, to slap him.

However, he swung his palm, but it only hit the ground.

The scene changed, and the man who looked exactly like himself had returned to his normal self, embracing Ji Zuoshan and burying his face comfortably in his arms, while Ji Zuoshan had fallen into a weary sleep, his raven-feathered eyelashes fluttering, as if he had been in a terrible dream.

Zhan Yanchao was half jealous, half angry, like frying in half-ice, half-boiling water, shivering with anger.

How could he do this to Xiao Ji?

The scene turns again.

When he saw that man dragging Xiao Ji to the battlefield and forcing him to go with him, Zhan Yanchao went crazy, dragging Xiao Ji's hand in his dream and shouting, "Don't go, don't listen to this Wang Ba Bastard.

He'd seen Omega's in heat on the front lines, Alpha's that acted like hungry wolves smelling raw meat as the pheromones exploded away.

Don't go with him, it's too dangerous-

Ji Zuoshan, did you hear me? --

His cries were ignored by Ji Zuoshan, who looked helplessly at the young master who was rolling around in front of him, and nodded after a long time of silence.

Zhan Yanchao watched as the young master embraced Ji Zuoshan's shoulders and swore, "I will protect you," and watched as Ji Zuoshan was cornered by several Alpha's in that cramped little granary.

He tried to shoo the fang-baring wolves out of the granary, waving his hands around and even drawing the gun he had with him.

But as an out-of-bounds man, his fists, his guns, could not stop the already crazed beasts, and the Alpha's ignored him, passing over his transparent body and reaching their gun-slime and motor-oil-stained hands toward Ji Zuoshan.

...... Ji Zuoshan was screaming "Yanchao" at the top of his lungs, he was screaming his name.

Zhan Yanchao shouted with a sobbing voice: "Xiao Ji, I'm here, I'm here, don't be afraid."

But he couldn't even hold his hand and tell him to be at ease.

He woke up with tears in his eyes.

All he could see was the blinding white of snow, which made him slightly mesmerized, and his tears flowed even more fiercely in turn.

Zhan Yanling was sitting on the edge of his bed reading the newspaper, heard the movement of the bed from behind the newspaper to reveal his face, to see his brother's silent crying breathless look, immediately "wow", ran to find the nurse doctor.

From a long way away, Zhan Yanchao could hear his always elegant and sensible brother shouting, "Please come here! My brother is awake!"

Zhan Yanchao coughed twice and laboriously reached for the pager on the bedside and pressed it.

But Zhan Yanling's loss of composure was only temporary, and after the doctors and nurses came to check on him and confirmed that his life was no longer in danger, he reverted to the calm and collected Zhan Yanling.

He wasn't in uniform, just a housecoat, and had obviously been here for a long time without clothes to take care of him.

He sat back down on the edge of the bed and took a snow-white handkerchief to wipe the corners of his still slightly damp eyes, "It hurts like that?"

Zhan Yanchao only then sluggishly recalled the reason why he had fallen asleep.

With Ji Zuoshan arranging a show of weakness, the Bugs poured out their entire army to attack the planet.

Zhan Yanchao was the front line of the enemy, and was caught in a sea of bugs several times, and the bugs' chirping was unceasing.

Zhan Yanchao's mech was nearly torn to shreds by the insect wings, yet his body was surprisingly still fighting ten minutes after he lost consciousness.

Zhan Yanling pushed a slap on his head, "Almost didn't save him. Do you know that Dad almost killed me when he heard the news."

Zhan Yanchao asked, "Where is he."

Zhan Yanling knew who he was asking, of course.

The ultimate goal of Ji Zuoshan's weak tactics was to convince the Bugs that the human planet was already strong and could be taken down in one fell swoop, and when the Bugs' army was ready to move out, Ji Zuoshan would lead his troops to raid the Bugs' rear.

Zhan Yanling looked a bit odd: "Don't mind him, take your medicine."

Zhan Yanchao crematorium sit up, even pulling the wound also no matter.

He stared straight at his brother, "What happened to him?"

"He's fine!" Zhan Yanling pressed his brother back onto the bed, hating him, "He brought back every single one of his immediate troops! And killed the queen of the Bugs!"

Zhan Yanchao breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, it's good that it's okay."

After lying flat for a few seconds, his eyes snapped open, "...... He killed what?!"

Zhan Yanling slapped the newspaper in his hand onto Zhan Yanchao's face, "For eighteen consecutive days, he's been on the front page of every media website, people are about to write his life as a legendary novel."

Zhan Yanchao gripped the edge of the newspaper and looked at Ji Zuoshan on it, his shoulders trembling with excitement.

In the photo, Ji Zuoshan emerges from the pod carrying the Queen's massive head, battle-damaged but glowingly handsome.

That's probably how it is when a battle seals a god.

From now on, the history books will leave Ji Zuoshan's name, the hero, the god of war, imaginable and unimaginable words of praise will come to him like snowflakes.

Zhan Yanchao pressed the newspaper to his face and inhaled a lungful of the ink's fresh scent.

Paper media is in decline at the moment, and the fact that Ji Zuoshan still occupies the front page in this context means nothing.

The newspaper his brother prepared for himself reminds Zhan Yanchao of Xiao Ji, who loved to collect newspapers many years ago.

When he asked him what he was doing with the rags, Xiao Ji was a little embarrassed and said that when he was wandering with his siblings, newspapers were especially useful to keep them warm.

At that time, Zhan Yanchao went out and carried three newsstands of newspapers back, stacked them in front of Ji Zuoshan, and patted them proudly, saying, "See, if you follow this young master, you won't starve or freeze, and you can have as many newspapers as you want.

Unbeknownst to him, he missed a person and a whole life.

Now, only the faint scent of ink still reminds him of how he felt when he was hugging the newspaper and humming a little song as he rushed home.

Zhan Yanchao wanted to cry and laugh.

At that moment, Zhan Yanling's communicator rang, he picked it up, and just after saying a couple of words, he held down the microphone and said to Zhan Yanchao, "The military headquarters called to offer their condolences on Captain Zhan's injuries."

Zhan Yanchao buried his face in the newspaper and said sullenly, "Tell them I'm fine and can't answer the phone."

Zhan Yanling said word for word, "It was General Ji himself who called to offer his condolences."

Zhan Yanchao climbed up from the bed in one bone, grabbed the phone, then pulled the covers, smothered in, heart thumping.

On the other side of the phone was Ji Zuoshan's faint voice: "Chief Zhan, how is the injury."

Zhan Yanchao twisted the corner of the quilt, "I'm fine."

Ji Zuoshan said, "I've watched the video of your battle, you led your troops to effectively stall the advance of the Bug hordes, the military department is considering awarding your regiment with a collective first class merit and promoting you from regimental commander to deputy division."

Zhan Yanchao imagined Ji Zuoshan's cold and indifferent expression on the other side of the phone, and his face flushed red: "Thank you."

Ji Zuoshan said, "In a couple of days I'll visit you in the hospital with Staff Sergeant Xu of the military department and General Bai. Right now I am shopping with Luo Qian and Xiao Qing, see you later."

Zhan Yanchao: "Wait--"

His heart nearly stops, and Ji Zuoshan doesn't hang up the comm, "Huh?"

Zhan Yanchao said very discreetly and cautiously, "When you come, can you bring me my favorite fruit?"

Ji Zuoshan replied frankly, "Of course, after all, it is to visit the sick."

After hanging up his communicator, Ji Zuoshan said to Wang Xizhou, who was tired and tongue-tied, "Shall we go?"

Who would have thought that the hero who is now celebrated by everyone and has drawn the madness of countless teenage girls would be standing outside a maternity store wearing only a pair of sunglasses and a black and white checkered sweater with jeans.

Inside are Luo Qian and Wang Xiaoqing. The former takes a leopard print one and compares it to Wang Xiaoqing, who slaps him down.

Wang Xizhou, whose arms were full of shopping bags, whispered, "Brother Ji, I really admire you. I'm most afraid of going out shopping with my sister. I really don't know where they get so much energy."

Ji Zuoshan said, "You're an uncle, so think of it as accompanying your nephew."

At the mention of the little nephew, Wang Xizhou eyes are bright, however, a lowered head is deflated: "Ji big brother, Luo Qian sister always buy clothes for my sister, where there is my little nephew's things ah."

Ji Zuoshan put it succinctly, "Didn't I buy it."

He lifted the pile of baby clothes, formula and diapers for men and women that he was carrying upwards, with no hint of the Imperial God of War.

He said, "I used to help my parents with their kids when I was a kid, and I know what I'm talking about."

Wang Xizhou couldn't hide his admiration, "Big Brother Ji, I'll leave Junyun and I's child to you from now on."

Ji Zuoshan laughs.

Qin Junyun, a civilian, is Wang Xizhou's second-in-command. Wang Xizhou is the company commander, but he is caught pinching his face every day by Qin Junyun's subordinates. Both of them are happy to do so, and Wang Xizhou washes his face with the best soap every day to provide him with the best face pinching experience.

Wang Xizhou once blurted out that he was spoiling his future daughter-in-law.

But Ji Zuoshan had watched footage of Qin Junyun's fight, and any way he looked at it, he felt that Wang Xizhou was taking the initiative to deliver the goods, and tying a proper bow around his neck.

But Ji Zuoshan couldn't wake up the self-conscious Wang Xizhou, so he just let him go.

Wang Xizhou, lying on his stomach on the railing, looked at Ji Zuoshan in a bored manner, "Brother Ji, the third round of sweeps of the Bug Star is over, what are you going to do after that?"

Ji Zuoshan looks up, towards Luo Qian's back.

Now that the external danger has disappeared, the planet's tradition of armaments, which has lasted for many years, has lost its necessity.

Now that there are more and more people in the community speaking out for affirmative action, Ji Zuoshan intends to apply to the Ministry of the Army, after public opinion has been festering for a while longer, to change the mecha competition, which is held annually and is mandatory for every school-age teenager, to a non-mandatory one.

They were already born Beta, and if they want to stay Beta, that's perfectly fine.

If one wants to be an Alpha, naturally one can, but the privileged social resources one enjoys will be reduced by a considerable amount.

As for Omega, there will definitely be some people who want to do the same, but the government will need to limit and control the number of Omega will be limited and control the number of Omega, establish an Omega protection treaty, and limit the status of Omega to the realm of nobility.

Next, disarmament and such matters will also continue to be pursued, which is bound to touch part of the cake of the old guard.

It's going to be an extremely long process.

But Ji Zuoshan will carry this cause forward in his capacity as the Imperial Warlord.

Ji Zuoshan didn't say much to Wang Xizhou, other than the simplest summary of what he was trying to do, "...... I want to give people more choices."

Luo Qian and Wang Xiaoqing picked out their clothes and paid for them.

Luo Qian carried a full shopping bag in her hand and laughed, "Well, I've bought all the clothes from the second to the tenth month."

Wang Xiaoqing pinched her waist.

Luo Qian kissed her face.

Wang Xizhou covers his eyes: "Oops."

Ji Zuoshan was smiling, when a man suddenly came out of the corner and pounced on Wang Xiaoqing.

Ji Zuoshan took an instantaneous step, silently stopped in front of Wang Xiaoqing, and said sideways, "Don't be afraid."

...... With Ji Zuoshan, Wang Xiaoqing is not afraid.

He could have hit the howitzer even if he had just copped a can of powdered milk and thrown it at the man.

But the man didn't seem to be trying to attack anyone, and when he was still a few steps away from Ji Zuoshan, he slid woefully to his knees, took a few steps on his knees, and wrapped his arms around Ji Zuoshan's thighs: "Help me, help me."

The visitor's physique was that of a battle-less adult Beta, which seemed a bit unbelievable to Ji Zuoshan - a battle-less Beta should have been turned into an Omega in the elimination rounds a long time ago.

He was unkempt, with nymphs running through his hair visible to the naked eye, and he smelled even more strongly of stale garbage, most likely having blended in on a garbage truck.

Luo Qian covers Wang Xiaoqing's nose and holds her back.

Ji Zuoshan crouched down, "Slow down."

The man's mental state was obviously not very good, his cloudy eyes rolling around in circles, tackling his arms and trembling, "Please, save me back, take me back to the main god's space! I don't want to stay here! He doesn't even recognize me anymore, why the fuck would I want to come back here - I want to go home, please take me home hahahahaha -"

Wang Xiaoqing frowns, "Is it crazy?"

She could not have imagined that Ji Zuoshan would have such patience with a vagabond who trespassed into a military service area, even bending down and inquiring with a solemn expression, "Are you from the main god's space? Do you ...... know Chi Xiaochi?"

A pair of dirty hands clutched the front of his lapel, he could no longer hear any words, his sharp nails nervously scratching at his sweater, "Take me away, I want to go back to my own world ......"

The security guards came at the sound of the noise and apologized to Ji Zuoshan before pulling his hands and trying to drag him down.

The man frantically danced with his hands, "Lord God, that Wang Ba egg Lord God, I'm going to kill him! Kill him!!!"

Ji Zuoshan thought for a moment, "Wait."

Someone among the security guards had already recognized who he was, sucking in a breath of cold air, their hands shaking with excitement.

Ji Zuoshan shushed the two guards lightly, and turned to look at the wild-eyed man with a hidden guess in his mind, "Take him away, clean him up first, and don't hit him too hard. I'll take him away when I leave."

......

Chi Xiaochi had just finished his mission in the fourth world when his message was delivered in real time to "In a Flash".

Host code: 1198

Host name: Chi Xiaochi

World Difficulty Level Rating: A

World completion: 100

Host status assessment: all functions are good and stable, ready to teleport.

Total entropy obtained: 98 (below average 4190)

The bright red 98 was so disgusting that the Lord God's brain folds began to tighten.

His voice was so deep it screamed, "What the hell happened?"

Since seeing 061 turn into a mech, the main god hadn't paid any attention to the progress of this world, after all, he still had a lot of other worlds to deal with.

The AI was silent for a moment, "I'm sorry, I've had a lot on my plate for a while too."

The Lord God stormed out at first, "Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on 061?"

AI: "Are you angry again."

Lord God: "......"

"I have already prepared the next world for him." After calming down for a while, the main god's emotions finally calmed down quite a bit, "Call 089 here. It's his turn to debrief."

"In a moment", 089 reported his recent registration numbering situation one by one, to make sure that all the data is correct, he turned off the hand display, a pair of peach blossom eyes heartlessly curved out a crescent-like arc: "Boss, is there anything else. "

The Lord God asked, "How many more times do you have to complete your mission?"

089 took a pen and made a subtraction formula on the palm of his hand and counted, "More than two thousand times."

The Lord God said, "How's the work going?"

089 Sincerely said, "It is that the work time is not allowed to eat snacks, it is quite annoying, and 023 he does not give me a movie. He has a problem with me, treating me differently, boss you have to manage this kind of native thinking, and advocate more for all for one and one for all ......"

He rambled and complained for about a quarter of an hour.

The Lord God: "......" feels a big head.

He shut his mouth, then looked at the Lord God again with clear eyes, as if eager to chatter more.

Lord God: "...... Okay, you can go out now."

089 Disappointed, "Boss, you're not going to talk to me about it."

The Lord God: "......" doesn't want to waste time with talking heads.

089, who couldn't get the boss's care, went out resentfully.

The Lord God asked, "The Trojan system has been implanted?"

The AI replied, "Yes."

The Lord God couldn't help but palpitate a little when he thought about how bad his mouth was, "...... Next time, it's better to implant it remotely."

Every time he tried to influence the progress of the host's mission, he would install a Trojan horse of an interfering nature in 089's brain.

In order to avoid exposure, the Trojan horse will not have any effect on 089 himself. After successfully interfering, the Trojan virus will "commit suicide", destroying incriminating evidence once and for all.

The Lord God sneered.

...... Thanks to 089 being a rare idiot.

Shortly after 089 stepped out of "In a Flash", he bumped into 061, who was walking towards him.

He went up to him and said with tears in his eyes, "Oh, yo, deadbeat, why didn't you come back for a visit for so long ah."

061 doesn't look like he's in a bad mood, "Baby, don't be mad, you're the only one on my mind."

089 snapped and slapped the back of 061's hand, saying petulantly, "Shameless la."

Then he covered his face, let out an ineffable silver-bell-like chortle, and Deng Deng Deng ran to 023's office, pulled open the door and went in.

023's voice soon came from inside the half-hidden doorway, "Security, security, I've got a psycho in here, do you care?"

061 looked at 089's back and smiled slightly as he prepared to head for the archive room, wanting to investigate his record of past missions.

However, just a few steps out, he sensed that something was different somewhere.

061 raised the back of his hand, which had been slapped by 089 earlier, and found that it was stained with ink.

In addition to a string of subtraction formulas of unknown significance, there was a line written backwards, "Watch out for the next world."

061 frowned, looking at the archive room that was still a few steps away, and thought for a moment, but walked to the small store that was a wall away from the archive room.

As he walked into the store, a silent, one-eyed man appeared at the location of the lock cylinder on the hand-screwed doorknob of the archive room.

It turned to the location of the store where 061 was and narrowed slightly, as if sizing him up for what he was coming for.

Soon, 061 walks out of the store with a plastic bag containing 089's favorite melon seeds and 023's favorite wafers.

And the eye whirled closed and resumed its latch-like appearance.

061 Delivering the stuff to 023's office, where the two were at loggerheads and didn't have time for him, he smiled and folded his arms back into Chi Xiaochi's body.

Chi Xiaochi chose to go back to the silo again during his vacation, as if there was no place he particularly wanted to visit other than there.

One man and one system leaned on their cell phones to communicate and look ahead to what the next world would hold.

061 Thinking about the ink stains 089 had left on the back of his hand, there was always a bit of foreboding.

After his vacation was over and he had completed the transmission with Chi Xiaochi, he was still a bit puzzled when he saw the scene in front of him.

Because everything looks exceptionally normal.

When Chi Xiaochi opened his eyes, he was a little surprised by the furnishings around him.

He muttered to himself, "Powder room?"

The place was exactly like the dressing room of a modern theater crew, with two rows of make-up mirrors, each against a wall, placed opposite each other, with many racks of clothes piled up in a messy way, and the room empty except for him.

He happened to have a mirror in front of him.

Chi Xiaochi raised her hand and rubbed the corner of her eye.

It was a nice face, but even more appealing was a pair of heterochromatic pupils.

The lake blue of the left eye and the amber of the right eye, together with Chi Xiaochi's lazy eyes, resemble a Persian cat lying down in front of a warm stove and licking its paws.

However, as a suspected actor, he looked in extremely bad shape with his makeup still on and a grimace.

Chi Xiaochi looked at her face in the mirror and commented seriously, "Kidney weakness, sometimes after overwork."

061 but didn't take his play.

According to what Chi Xiaochi had discussed with 061 earlier, he had assumed that this would be some ancient world, after all, according to what 061 had once said, the further back the world was, the more it would deviate from the original world line.

He was about to get up and take a look around when he heard a female voice coming from the doorway, "Chunyang ...... ah ah ah, how come you haven't finished putting on your makeup yet? The director is rushing you."

A woman appeared in the doorway of the dressing room.

Chi Xiaochi At a glance.

The ...... woman is a gorgeous looking woman with impeccable makeup, but is empty from the neck down.

Her head floats in the air like a balloon, smiling at Chi Xiaochi.

When he finished, the balloon floated away in a ghostly manner.

Chi Xiaochi made sure she disappeared out of the doorway, and the breath that had been stifled in his chest poured out.

He spoke like a screaming chicken that had been choked, "...... Mr. Six, what was that?!"

An unfamiliar male voice that was very different from 061 rang out from his head, "Song Chunyang, the eighth mission has begun. Please arrive on set in time to begin your mission."

...... Chi Xiaochi That's when he realized that 061 hadn't opened his mouth to say a word since he entered this world.