Zhan Yanchao had a dream.
In the dream he is a transparent third person.
He saw a boy exactly like him swinging a whip, causing Ji Zuoshan to curl up in a ball.
Ji Zuoshan's limbs are very slender, and he is actually a standard Omega body. He skillfully protected his head, leaving the other parts to the whip, as if admitting his damn life.
Zhan Yanchao was stunned.
He didn't have time to think about why Xiaoji became an Omega, he only knew that fighting an Omega was not something that people could do.
He went to grab the bastard's hand, to slap him.
However, he waved his palm away, only to be left empty.
The scene changed, and the person who was exactly like him had returned to normal. He hugged Ji Zuoshan and buried his face in his arms comfortably, while Ji Zuoshan had fallen asleep from exhaustion, and his crow-feather-like eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was in the middle of nowhere. In a terrible dream.
Zhan Yanchao was half jealous, half angry, like tormented in half ice and half boiling water, trembling with anger.
How could he treat Xiaoji like this
The scene turns again.
Zhan Yanchao went crazy when he saw the man dragging Xiao Ji and forcing him to go to the battlefield with him. He held Xiao Ji's hand in the dream and shouted not to go, don't listen to this bastard.
He had seen Omegas in heat on the front lines, and when the pheromones exploded, the Alphas behaved like hungry wolves that smelled raw meat.
Don't go with him, it's too dangerous—
Did you hear Ji Zuoshan? ! —
His shouts were ignored by Ji Zuoshan, he looked helplessly at the little young master who was rolling in front of him, pondered for a while, and nodded.
Zhan Yanchao watched as the young master hugged Ji Zuoshan's shoulders and vowed to say "I will protect you", and watched as Ji Zuoshan was cornered by several Alphas in the cramped small granary.
He tried to drive the bared wolves out of the granary, waving his hands and even pulling out his own gun.
But as an outsider, his fists, his guns, couldn't stop the wild beasts. The Alphas turned a blind eye to him, passed through his transparent body, and stretched out their hands covered with gun mud and oil towards Ji Zuoshan.
... Ji Zuoshan was shouting "Yan Chao" in a heartbreaking manner, he was calling his name.
Zhan Yanchao shouted with a crying voice: "Xiaoji, I'm here, I'm here, don't be afraid."
But he couldn't even hold his hand and reassure him.
He woke up in tears.
His eyes were all dazzling white, which made him a little dazed, and the tears flowed even more fiercely.
Zhan Yanling was sitting beside his bed reading the newspaper, and when she heard the movement on the bed, she showed her face from behind the newspaper. Seeing the appearance of her brother crying so silently that she couldn't breathe, she screamed and ran away. Find a nurse doctor.
Across the distance, Zhan Yanchao could hear the cry of his always elegant and rational brother: "Please come here! My brother is awake!"
Zhan Yanchao coughed twice, reached for the caller on the head of the bed, and pressed it.
Fortunately, Zhan Yanling's gaffe was only temporary. When the doctors and nurses came to check and confirmed that he was out of danger, he returned to a decent and calm Zhan Yanling.
He wasn't wearing a military uniform, just a home uniform, apparently taking care of him here for a long time.
He sat back on the edge of the bed and wiped the corners of his still slightly wet eyes with a snow-white handkerchief: "Does it hurt like this?"
Only then did Zhan Yanchao slowly recall the reason for his drowsiness.
Under the tactic of showing weakness arranged by Ji Zuoshan, the Zerg did their best to attack the planet.
Zhan Yanchao is a force that is facing the enemy head-on. It has been trapped in the sea of insects several times, and the roar of insects is endless.
Zhan Yanchao's mecha was almost torn to shreds by insect wings, but for ten minutes after he lost consciousness, his body was still fighting.
Zhan Yanling slapped him on the head: "I almost didn't save it. Did you know that Dad almost killed me when he heard the news."
Zhan Yanchao asked, "What about him?"
Of course Zhan Yanling knew who he was asking.
The ultimate purpose of Ji Zuoshan's show of weakness tactic is to convince the Zerg that this human planet is already strong in the outside world, and it can be won in one fell swoop. When the Zerg army was dispatched in full force, Ji Zuoshan led the troops to copy the rear of the Zerg.
Zhan Yanling's expression was a little weird: "Don't worry about him, take medicine."
Zhan Yanchao sat up suddenly, not even tugging at the wound.
He stared straight at his brother: "What happened to him?"
"He's very good!" Zhan Yanling pressed his younger brother back to the bed, hating that iron was not steel, "He brought back all his direct troops without landing! He also killed the queen of the Zerg!"
Zhan Yanchao breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's fine."
After lying down for a few seconds, he suddenly widened his eyes: "...What did he kill?!"
Zhan Yanling photographed Zhan Yanchao's face with the newspaper in his hand: "For 18 consecutive days, he has been on the front page of various media websites, and he is about to write his life into a legendary novel."
Zhan Yanchao grabbed the edge of the newspaper and looked at Ji Zuoshan above, his shoulders shaking with excitement.
In the photo, Ji Zuoshan walked out of the cabin with the queen's huge head, covered in battle damage, but shining handsomely.
Conferred God in a battle, that's probably the case.
From now on in the history books, Ji Zuoshan's name will be left. Heroes, God of War, imaginary and unimaginable praise will come to him like snowflakes.
Zhan Yanchao put the newspaper on his face and inhaled the fragrance of ink in his lungs.
The print media has declined at the moment, and in this case, Ji Zuoshan can still occupy the front page, which means it is self-evident.
The newspaper that my brother prepared for himself reminded Zhan Yanchao of that little season many years ago when he liked to collect newspapers.
He asked him what he was doing collecting these junk, and Xiaoji was a little embarrassed, saying that when he was wandering with his younger siblings, newspapers were especially useful for keeping warm.
At that time, Zhan Yanchao went out and came back with the newspapers from three newsstands, piled them up in front of Ji Zuoshan, patted them triumphantly, and said, if you see it, follow this young master to protect you from starvation and freezing, as many newspapers as you want. Enough.
As everyone knows, he missed a person and a whole life.
Now, only the faint scent of ink can make him recall the feeling of humming a little song with a newspaper and rushing home.
Zhan Yanchao wanted to cry, but also wanted to laugh.
At this moment, Zhan Yanling's communicator rang, and he picked it up. After saying a few words, he held down the microphone and said to Zhan Yanchao: "The military is calling to express condolences to the head of the exhibition."
Zhan Yanchao buried his face in the newspaper and said sullenly, "Tell them I'm fine and it's inconvenient to answer the phone."
Zhan Yanling said word by word: "General Ji personally called to condolence."
Zhan Yanchao got up from the bed, grabbed the phone, pulled the quilt, and went in, his heart was beating wildly.
On the other side of the phone was Ji Zuoshan's indifferent voice: "Head of the exhibition, how's your injury?"
Zhan Yanchao twisted the corner of the quilt: "I'm fine."
Ji Zuoshan said: "I watched your battle video. You led the troops to effectively block the advance of the Zerg army. The military department is considering granting you first-class merit to the regiment and promoting you from the regiment commander to the deputy division."
Zhan Yanchao imagined Ji Zuoshan's cold and indifferent expression over the phone, his face flushed hot: "Thank you."
Ji Zuoshan said: "In two days, I will go to the hospital with General Staff Xu and General Bai to visit you. Now I am shopping with Rosie and Xiaoqing, see you later."
Zhan Yanchao: "Wait—"
His heart almost stopped beating, and Ji Zuoshan didn't hang up the communicator: "Huh?"
Zhan Yanchao said very cautiously: "When you come, can you bring me my favorite fruit?"
Ji Zuoshan replied candidly: "Of course, after all, it is to visit a doctor."
After hanging up the communicator, Ji Zuoshan said to Wang Xiezhou, who was so tired that he was sticking out his tongue, "Let's go?"
Who would have thought that the hero who is praised by everyone and has attracted countless girls crazy is standing outside a maternity store wearing only a pair of sunglasses, a black and white checkered sweater and jeans.
Inside were Rosie and Wang Xiaoqing, the former took a leopard print, made a gesture on Wang Xiaoqing, and was slapped by Wang Xiaoqing.
Wang Xiezhou, with shopping bags on his arms, whispered, "Brother Ji, I really admire you. I'm most afraid of going shopping with my sister. I really don't know where they got so much energy."
Ji Zuoshan said: "You are an uncle, so you should be with your nephew."
When he mentioned his little nephew, Wang Xiezhou's eyes lit up, but when he lowered his head, he became discouraged: "Brother Ji, Sister Rosie always buys clothes for my sister. Where is my little nephew's stuff?"
Ji Zuoshan said concisely: "Didn't I buy it?"
He lifted up the pile of baby clothes, milk powder and diapers that he was carrying in his hand, and he didn't have the air of an imperial god of war at all.
"When I was young, I used to help my parents take care of the children, and I knew that," he said.
Wang Xiezhou couldn't hide his admiration: "Brother Ji, I will give you Junyun's children in the future."
Ji Zuoshan laughed.
Qin Junyun came from a civilian and was the deputy company commander of Wang Xiezhou. Wang Xiezhou was the company commander, but he was caught and pinched by Qin Junyun every day. They both enjoyed it. Wang Xiezhou washed his face with the best soap every day. Give him the best face pinching experience.
Wang Xizhou once said boldly that he is the daughter-in-law who loves the future.
But Ji Zuoshan had seen Qin Junyun's battle video, and no matter how he looked at it, he felt that Wang Xiezhou was taking the initiative to deliver to the door, and he also tied a straight bow on his neck.
However, Ji Zuoshan couldn't wake up Wang Mozhou, who felt good about himself, so he just let him go.
Wang Xiezhou leaned on the railing and tilted his head to look at Ji Zuoshan boredly: "Brother Ji, the third round of Zongxing's sweep is over, what are you going to do after that?"
Ji Zuoshan looked up and looked at Rosie's back.
Now that the foreign aggression has disappeared, the planet's long-standing armament tradition has lost its necessity.
Now, there are more and more people in the society who speak out for equal rights. Ji Zuoshan intends to apply to the military after the public opinion is fermented for a while, and change the mecha competition that is held every year and compulsory for every school-age teenager to non-compulsory.
They're already born betas, and if they want to keep doing betas, that's totally fine.
If you want to be an Alpha, of course you can, but you will have a considerable reduction in the generous social resources you enjoy.
As for Omega, there will definitely be some people who want to do it, but the government needs to limit and control the number of Omega, establish an Omega protection treaty, and limit the identity of Omega to the noble realm.
In the future, matters such as disarmament will continue to be implemented, which will inevitably touch some of the old-fashioned cakes.
This will be an extremely long process.
But Ji Zuoshan will carry forward this cause as the god of war in his empire.
Ji Zuoshan didn't say much to Wang Xiezhou, but gave the simplest summary of what he was going to do: "...I want people to have more choices."
Rosie and Wang Xiaoqing picked out the clothes and paid for the store.
Carrying a full shopping bag in her hand, Rosie smiled and said, "Okay, all the clothes from the second month to the tenth month have been bought."
Wang Xiaoqing pinched her waist.
Rosie kissed her face.
Wang Xiezhou covered his eyes: "Oh."
Ji Zuoshan was smiling when suddenly a man came out of the slanting stab and rushed towards Wang Xiaoqing.
Ji Zuoshan took a short step, silently stopped in front of Wang Xiaoqing, and said sideways: "Don't be afraid."
... With Ji Zuoshan around, how could Wang Xiaoqing be afraid.
Even if he casually picked up a can of milk powder and threw it at the man, he could play a howitzer.
But the man didn't seem to want to attack anyone, and when he was a few steps away from Ji Zuoshan, he slipped to his knees in embarrassment, took a few steps on his knees, and hugged Ji Zuoshan's thigh: "Save me, save me. "
It seems to Ji Zuoshan that his physique is an adult Beta with no fighting power. A Beta with no fighting power should have become an Omega in the knockout round.
He was unkempt, with visible dicks running through his hair, and he had a strong smell of stale garbage on his body. It was very likely that he had been mixed in here in a garbage truck.
Rosie covered Wang Xiaoqing's nose and helped her back.
Ji Zuoshan squatted down: "Speak slowly."
The man's mental state is obviously not very good, his cloudy eyes are rolling around, grabbing his arms, shaking all over: "Please, save me back, take me back to the main god space! I don't want to stay here! Don't recognize me, why the hell am I coming back here - I want to go home, please take me home hahahaha-"
Wang Xiaoqing frowned: "Are you crazy?"
She didn't expect Ji Zuoshan to have such patience with a homeless man who broke into the military service area, and even bent down and asked solemnly: "Are you from the main god space? Do you... know Chi Xiaochi?"
A pair of dirty hands grabbed his front, he couldn't hear anything, his sharp nails scratched his sweater nervously: "Take me away, I want to go back to my own world..."
The security guard came, and after apologizing to Ji Zuoshan, he grabbed his hands and tried to drag him down.
The man danced frantically: "The Lord God, that bastard Lord God, I'm going to kill him!! Kill him!!"
Ji Zuoshan thought for a moment: "Wait."
Someone in the security had already recognized who he was, and he gasped, his hands trembling with excitement.
Ji Zuoshan sneered at the two security guards, then turned to look at the man with frantic eyes, with a conjecture in his heart: "Take him away, clean it up first, and don't be too harsh. I'll take him away when I leave."
…
And when Chi Xiaochi had just finished the mission in the fourth world, his information was delivered to "in a moment" in real time.
Host code: 1198
Host name: Chi Xiaochi
World Difficulty Rating: A Level
World Completion: 100
Host status assessment: All functions are good and stable, and can be transmitted at any time.
Total entropy gained: 98 (below average of 4190)
The bright red 98 disgusting winner's brain folds began to tighten.
His voice was so deep that his scalp tingled: "What happened?"
Since seeing 061 turned into a mecha, the Lord God has not paid attention to the progress of this world. After all, he still has a lot of other worlds to deal with.
AI was silent for a while: "Sorry, I'm also busy with a lot of things during this time."
The Lord God was suddenly furious: "Didn't I tell you to be optimistic about 061?"
AI: "Are you angry again?"
Lord God: "..."
"I've prepared the next world for him." The Lord God was quiet for a while, and his emotions finally calmed down a lot. "Call 089. It's his turn to report."
"In a few moments", 089 reported the lottery situation that he had recently registered one by one. After confirming that all the data were correct, he turned off the display screen in his hand, and a pair of peach blossom eyes reluctantly curved out a very beautiful picture. Radian: "Boss, is there anything else?"
The Lord God asked: "How many times will you be able to complete the task?"
089 took a pen and listed a subtraction formula on the palm of his hand: "More than two thousand times."
The Lord God said, "How is the work situation?"
089 sincerely said: "It's just that snacks are not allowed during working hours, it's very annoying, and 023 he doesn't give me the next movie, he has opinions on me and treats me differently, boss, you have to take care of this standard thinking, and advocate more people. People for me and for everyone…”
He complained indiscriminately for about a quarter of an hour.
Lord God: "..." I felt a big head.
He closed his mouth, and then looked at the Lord God with clear eyes, as if eager to chat more.
Lord God: "...Okay, you can go out."
089 disappointed: "Boss, you won't talk to me."
Lord God: "..." I don't want to waste time with chatter.
089, who couldn't get the boss's care, went out angrily.
The Lord God asked: "Is the Trojan system implanted?"
AI replied: "Yes."
When the Lord God thought of how broken his mouth was, he couldn't help but feel a little palpitated: "... Next time, it's better to implant it remotely."
Every time he wanted to affect the host's mission process, a disturbing Trojan was installed in 089's brain.
And after the successful interference, the Trojan virus will "suicide", destroy the evidence, once and for all.
The Lord God sneered.
… thanks to 089 being a rare idiot.
Not long after 089 walked out of the "instant", he happened to meet 061 who was approaching.
He leaned up and said with tears in his eyes, "Oh, you bastard, why haven't you come back to take a look for so long."
061 doesn't seem to be in a bad mood: "Darling, don't be angry, I only have you in my heart."
089 patted the back of 061's hand with a snap: "Smelly shameless."
Then he covered his face and let out an indescribable smile like a silver bell. Deng Deng Deng ran to 023's office, opened the door and went in.
023's voice quickly came from the half-closed door: "Security, security, I have a mental illness here, do you care?"
061 looked at 089's back, smiled slightly, and prepared to go to the archives, wanting to check the records of his past missions.
However, as soon as he took a few steps, he felt something was different.
061 lifted the back of his hand that 089 had just patted, and found that it was stained with ink.
In addition to a series of subtraction formulas with unclear meaning, there is also a line of words written backwards: "Be careful in the next world."
061 frowned, looked at the archives room that was still a few steps away, thought for a moment, and walked to the small store that was separated from the archives by a wall.
As he walked into the store, a silent one-eyed appeared in the position of the lock cylinder of the hand-twisted door handle in the archives.
It turned to the store location where 061 was, and narrowed slightly, as if looking at his intentions.
Soon, 061 walked out of the store carrying a plastic bag, which contained 089's favorite melon seeds and 023's favorite wafer.
And that eye closed immediately, returning to the door lock.
061 sent the things to 023's office. The two were fighting. There was no time to pay attention to him. He smiled and returned to Chi Xiaochi's body.
Chi Xiaochi chose to go back to Tongzilou during his vacation, as if there was no place he particularly wanted to see except there.
One person, one system communicated by mobile phone, and looked forward to what the next world would be like.
061 thought of the ink marks 089 left on the back of his hand, and always had a bit of an ominous premonition.
After the vacation was over, after he completed the transmission with Chi Xiaochi, he could see the scene in front of him clearly, and he was still a little puzzled.
Because everything seems so normal.
When Chi Xiaochi opened his eyes, he was a little surprised by the furnishings around him.
He said to himself, "The dressing room?"
This is completely the dressing room of the modern crew. There are two rows of vanity mirrors, each against the wall, opposite each other, and there are many clothes racks piled up in a mess.
The makeup on his face was halfway up, and the eye makeup was extra heavy, as if he was extremely tired.
Chi Xiaochi looked at the face in the mirror and made a serious comment: "Kidney deficiency, sometimes after being overtired."
061 did not pick up his play.
According to what Chi Xiaochi discussed with 061 before, he thought that this would be an ancient world. After all, according to what 061 once said, the further back the world is, the more it will deviate from the original world line.
He was about to get up and have a look when he heard a female voice coming from the door: "Chunyang... ah, why haven't you finished your makeup yet?! The director is urging you."
A woman appeared at the door of the dressing room.
Chi Xiaochi looked closer to the mirror.
… The woman is a gorgeous looking woman with impeccable make-up, but nothing below the neck.
Her head floated in the air like a balloon, smiling at Chi Xiaochi.
After speaking, the balloon floated away.
After confirming that she was gone, Chi Xiaochi almost fell down in one breath, speaking like a screaming chicken with a strangled neck: "... Teacher Liu, what is that?!"
A cold mechanical voice that was completely different from 061 sounded in his mind: "Song Chunyang, the eighth mission begins. Please arrive on the set in time to start your mission."
... Only then did Chi Xiaochi realize that since entering this world, 061 hadn't said a word again.