Whether it's the talented General Feng Yi or the astute and resolute Colonel John, or even Apophis with piloting skills comparable to those in white, or the composed and cool-headed Greedy Wolf, not to mention the gunpowder keg who can't read a word, they all exhibited our military's spirit of fearlessness of death and fatigue in this campaign.

Although this fleet was unable to establish a Star Domain Broadcast to contact the Capital Planet, its heroic deeds were reflected by the Capital Planet's Star Domain projection technology. Upon receiving the projection that very night, Admiral Greedy Wolf praised the Blazing Regiment sincerely on a television program, and the Military Department of the Capital even used this to encourage and call on all servicemen and women to learn from their spirit of not fearing death, exhaustion, the willingness to sacrifice, and the prowess to sacrifice.

Not fearing death, not fearing exhaustion, not abandoning, not compromising—these are the headlines for this period's news. The servicemen and women truly sympathize sincerely with the tragic story of the Blazing Regiment's desperate flight—it's just too pitiful. Even the female soldiers can't bear to look anymore, as everyone's idol, Major General Feng Yi, is actually on these ramshackle warships that could explode at any moment.

In the President's office of the Capital, the atmosphere wasn't as positive as what was depicted on the television programs. Greedy Wolf had been pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back, uncertain how many rounds he had made—stopping, then walking, walking, then stopping; his ceaseless pacing nearly had Adams dizzy...

"We can't let Feng Yi carry this burden alone," he said, "I hope we can give him support in other ways."

Adams shook his head, a calmness in his voice that was hard to describe, "This is a test for the Federation itself, as well as for General Feng. He needs to grow through these trials, and we are the ones who create these opportunities for him."

Speaking honestly, Adams would like nothing more than to support Feng Yi too. The war had drained the Federation's resources faster than expected, with supply lines on the front far exceeding demand, and over 50% of businesses were now dedicated to military manufacturing. The current economy was in a negative growth trend and regressing. The 2000 Generation-9 assembly mechas were being urgently produced by the Military Department, even though they had to grit their teeth to do so. Despite the streets still appearing vibrant with blooms, the accumulating trash and deteriorating urban environment spoke a truth that belied the surface.

Upon receiving this news, the leader of the Jade Clear Sect was also astonished. She had just taken the map and couldn't believe it had turned into this chaos. It seems General Feng was truly good at taking actions that baffled everyone.

A few days later, when Mengdie had just returned, her serene gaze was immediately attracted by the Federal war saga, tales worthy of songs. Naturally, the Jade Clear Sect would not concern itself with wars, but paying attention to Feng Yi meant inadvertently keeping up with the Blazing Regiment.

This struggling regiment might have been defeated time and again, but one must not ignore the numbers; they faced enemies often several times, even tens of times their strength. To have fought to this extent was actually quite impressive.

Mengdie observed briefly, and the numerous passing inner disciples all paid their respects and then bowed and walked away as they saw the elder...

Indeed, the Jade Clear Sect is a venerable Ancient Martial Arts sect, proficient in Qimen Dunjia and mystic Daoist arts, with extremely strict hierarchical differentiations. Not one of the inner disciples dared to approach the Life-Taking Envoy or even dared to look at her more than necessary. Despite her seeming as delicate and untarnished as a newly-bloomed lotus, exuding a fragile and protected air, her noble status contrasted with her low-key personality. However, do not be deceived by Mengdie's gentle appearance, for the Life-Taking Envoy was also a beauty who could take life in an instant.

It was said that she casually killed three core disciples for inadvertently offending her with their words, which only intensified people's awe of her—respecting her from a distance. It was rumored that she was once the prime disciple of the North Mysterious Hall, who could have become a junior protector—a position second only to the sect leader in authority—had she not been demoted by the sect leader for killing those three. Thus, when the disciples saw her, they would bow their heads, pay their respects, then quickly move on with minimal social interaction.

"You're back."

The voice of the sect leader rang out just as Mengdie's perfectly enwrapped silk feet stepped into the room—before the leader was a mirror, displaying an image, the face of Mengdie reflecting some melancholy. Simple and ethereal, majestic and natural, she seemed like a curious oriole. It started with her merely shooting ice needles under Feng Yi's feet as a warning, and later, she appeared somewhat interestedly listening to something, staying until the end before walking away...

The sect leader, without any hesitation, asked in a light tone in front of the twelve elders and four protectors... "Mengdie, you saved him. Do you care a lot about him? Is it affection, curiosity, concern, or guilt from the seal that makes you act this way?"

Mengdie seemed to want to explain something, her lips parting as if struggling...

"Don't force yourself to answer me. Go and kill that child. Him, him, and him, anytime is fine—today, or next year, or whenever it's convenient," the sect leader said as if discussing something inconsequential, without a specific time, not even determining whether to kill or not. After saying this, the leader turned and walked away...

The surrounding elders and protectors had various expressions—while they didn't voice anything, their faces depicted it all vividly, ranging from delight to schadenfreude, with most of them indifferent. It seemed witnessing this peerless genius's transition from junior protector to Life-Taking Envoy and then being questioned by the sect leader was a joyous occasion, even though the Life-Taking Envoy herself had a very low presence.

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