The Consul

“The Forbidden⁠​‍‌‍⁠⁠​‍⁠⁠​​‌​‍‌⁠​‍‍​‍​ Abyss has already restarted. Isn’t Pei Changyun coming?”

Ye Shu’s voice suddenly brought Zhou Jiuya back to reality. He shook his head and said only,

“Time is too tight, I haven’t had time to inform him yet, and besides, the signals here are blocked. I’m looking for someone to start building a communication channel with the Capital.”

“Heh, even if he knew, he wouldn’t come.”

A mocking curve appeared at the corner of Ye Shu’s lips.

“The safety of His Majesty the Emperor is of utmost importance to the Empire.”

Actually, this statement wasn’t wrong, yet—

It sounded harsh.

Zhou Jiuya frowned, showing a hint of disagreement. But Ye Shu had a deep-seated resentment towards Pei Changyun, and even though Zhou Jiuya didn’t say anything, just that look was enough to rile Ye Shu up.

“Am I wrong?!” Ye Shu’s tone sharpened. “When Marshal Huo Chao was around, no one dared to criticize him. He elevated a mere consul to the second-in-command in the army. And what was the result?! What was his fate?!”

“……..”

Zhou Jiuya turned away.

He didn’t want to argue with Ye Shu on this issue anymore. They had argued too many times, and it was pointless. Moreover, Ye Shu’s words were not wrong.

Marshal Huo Chao was indeed very good to each of them, except for Pei Changyun.

The consul was a civilian official in the Alliance military at the time, mainly responsible for handling political paperwork. In reality, in that era of warfare and among a group of alpha males who advocated violence, consuls not only had no real power but were also looked down upon.

For a mere consul to become the second-in-command in the army was almost certainly orchestrated by Huo Chao.

Almost every suggestion and military policy proposed by Pei Changyun was basically adopted by Huo Chao.

Years ago, after Huo Chao finished repairing the dam and returned, many people came to give gifts, mostly local delicacies and flowers. Zhou Jiuya and Ye Shu couldn’t carry them all.

However, at that moment, Huo Chao looked at Zhou Jiuya holding flowers for a few seconds and suddenly said,

[Before we go back, remember to take a bath and change clothes.]

He even turned to Ye Shu and emphasized again,

[Both of you—]

[Huh?]

Ye Shu was stunned.

[Didn’t we just take a bath this morning?]

Zhou Jiuya grabbed Ye Shu, indicating they would follow the order.

Normally, soldiers wouldn’t care about such things, and alphas were even rougher. During combat, wearing the same clothes for two or three weeks or even appearing dirty and unrecognizable in fierce battles was common.

There was no need to bathe twice a day or change clothes twice.

While complaining from behind, Ye Shu wasn’t complaining about Huo Chao but about Pei Changyun.

[Tsk, they’re both alphas, why does that Pei guy make so many appearances?!]

During that era, there were rebellions everywhere in the Alliance. Therefore, compared to military appearance and lifestyle issues, they generally weren’t concerned.

—But they had a consul named Pei Changyun in their military.

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[Then listen to Changyun.]

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Thus, throughout the entire Alliance, their unit became renowned for its strict military discipline., and later they became famous in the entire military system.

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At that time, Earth’s birth rate was not as precarious as it would later become, so there were still many omegas who boldly expressed their love with flowers to Huo Chao.

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Compared to Huo Chao, its master, it was even more dependent on the consul with his exceptionally high maintenance skills.

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Zhou Jiuya had just become Huo Chao’s personal guard and was very nervous. He thought Huo Chao disliked it, but he had still failed to stop receiving so many flowers, which made the other person angry.

[…..It’s not that I dislike them; actually, some of them are quite beautiful.]

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[……I see.]

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Actually, Huo Chao was also a rough alpha at heart. When he was in the Illusory God Church, he was surrounded and served by countless believers, and had no worries about daily life at all.

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Because the latter’s work ability was extremely outstanding, the itinerary arrangements were precise and reasonable, the food, clothing, shelter, and transportation were all in order. Even the buttons on Huo Chao’s Alliance military uniform were re-sewn to ensure that every angle was exquisite and shining.

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After all, the high-ranking divine son would naturally not deal with any maintenance mechas.

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Zhou Jiuya nodded.

“Answering.”

The next moment, Pei Changyun’s 3D projection appeared inside Wan Jiang’s cockpit. The current projection technology was highly advanced and was almost convincing enough to make people think a real person had appeared.

The official height of His Majesty the Emperor was 1.79 meters, with black hair and green eyes. His gaze was steady yet sharp, his nose bridge prominent but not excessively high, and his lips thin yet distinct. At this moment, he was seated on a chair made of black sandalwood and his posture was straight and refined, his jawline tight, perfectly presenting a profile that suited a hawkish politician known for strategic acumen and decisiveness.

However, the moment Pei Changyun appeared, both Zhou Jiuya and Ye Shu instinctively adjusted their collars, straightened their clothes, and aligned the angles of their sleeve buttons.

Their every movement was weirdly synchronized.

Just as their final adjustments were made, the Emperor’s gaze lightly swept over. It passed over Zhou Jiuya without issue but when it fell upon Ye Shu, his brows furrowed.

That familiar look made Ye Shu realize he was going to be scolded again.

Wait, why was he still adhering to these rules??? 

Pei Changyun couldn’t control him anymore!!!

But at this moment, His Majesty merely cast a cool glance at him before looking away as if he didn’t care at all. That gaze was just like the one Pei Changyun had given him years ago when Ye Shu stubbornly stood guard at Huo Chao’s door.

Ye Shu felt extremely frustrated. Indeed, he and Pei Changyun were indeed just not compatible.

His Majesty turned to Zhou Jiuya and asked, “Now that Forbidden Abyss has restarted, have you made contact?”

“……..?” 

Pei Changyun actually knew?

The Forbidden Abyss restarting was a recent event, and Zhou Jiuya hadn’t even had the chance to report to His Majesty.

Perhaps sensing Zhou Jiuya’s confusion, Pei Changyun casually produced a photo—

It was an aerial view from a high altitude, showing countless mechas layered in high-altitude blockade, like arrogant heavenly soldiers looking down from above. On the ground, a huge dark-silver mecha held a long halberd, resembling a human warrior defying the heavens.

It had to be said, the photo was exceptionally well-taken, with precise composition and excellent perspective. Despite being a static image, it delivered an intense visual impact.

Ye Shu’s expression turned astonished and slightly distracted.

“That’s…?”

—It was taken by Cecilia.

Although Holy Dew Planet had comprehensive signal shielding, as the Archbishop, she always found ways to maintain a secret communication channel for His Majesty.

But Pei Changyun had no intention of explaining who Cecilia was to them. He looked at Zhou Jiuya and went straight to the point—

“So, have you made contact?”

Zhou Jiuya nodded, his tone slightly hesitant.

“We’ve made contact, but the Forbidden Abyss said it’s not a very convenient time right now…”

Pei Changyun furrowed his brows.

“Not convenient?”

—Indeed, not very convenient.

If it weren’t for it being wrapped layer by layer by countless Zergs and buried underground, the Forbidden Abyss would’ve definitely flown out first to see its maintenance technician, uh, Consul! Consul!

However, at this moment, the Forbidden Abyss’s field of view was completely immersed in darkness. Its exterior was densely surrounded by swarms of Zergs, layer upon layer, with the metal ground below it being gnawed away, causing it to sink deeper and deeper. Its cockpit had been completely expropriated.

At this moment, the entire Zerg race received the highest order.

The King said, he wants a quiet and safe place.