By the time Li Xiao’s group of five arrived, over a thousand individuals had already gathered within the No. 8 assembly hall, the vast majority being second-year students.

As they drew near the muster zone, they spotted Gao Jia waving in their direction from a distance.

“Have you brought everything mandated by the notification parameters?” Gao Jia inquired while assisting them with registration.

Li Xiao: “Brought them.”

Gao Jia gestured to guide them. “Fall into the queue first.”

There were a mere fifty individuals within the first-year contingent, and with a casual scan of his eyes, Li Xiao spotted over ten modified humans.

As they passed beside Wei Wen, their gazes happened to lock. It was clear the other party was somewhat constrained, so Li Xiao offered a casual greeting before heading toward the rear.

Not long after, Zheng Lin, whose face was affixed with medicinal plasters, arrived alongside Qi Ge. They silently stood at the front of the queue, failing to cast a single glance in Li Xiao’s direction.

Qian Can craned his neck to spy on them. “Yo, to think he’d be this well-behaved this cycle; I’m truly unaccustomed to it.”

Qin Le noted, “His injuries haven’t even healed yet; even if someone enjoys self-torture, playing around like this is a bit much.”

At exactly six o’clock, the leading instructor team entered through the main doors, taking their positions before everyone. A virtual projection screen descended in mid-air, revealing the face of the Director of General Affairs, Zhang Bin.

It was custom for a commanding officer to deliver a speech to bolster morale prior to an expedition.

For this specific expedition mission, the third-year contingent possessed three hundred individuals, tasked with supporting the frontline combat units.

The second-year contingent possessed twelve hundred individuals, tasked with supporting the rescue units.

The first-year contingent possessed fifty individuals, tasked with supporting the logistics units.

From the mission allocations, it was patently clear that the first-year parameters carried virtually zero hazard; it essentially amounted to transporting and distributing supplies, provisions, and the like. To put it bluntly, it was running errands.

Upon boarding the transport ship, Yan Qing brought everyone into a small hall to continue clarifying expedition cautionary items.

Suyang Sector S80 was a residential planet that hadn’t upgraded to Tier 3 specifications yet. Currently, its settled population sat under three hundred million, while uninhabited zones comprised over 90% of the landmass. A fair number of mutant species still survived there, which had begun breeding unchecked after entering an active cycle, severely impacting human activity.

The military infrastructure had already verified that the majority of the beast tide consisted of Tier 2 and Tier 3 mutant variants, predominantly insects and small beast types. Their range of activity was extensive, and the primary computer estimated that the disaster-affected populace would exceed fifty million.

Their mission parameters involved following the Fifth Legion’s logistics unit, collaborating with the local garrison to resolve the basic survival parameters regarding food and warmth for the disaster-affected citizens.

Listening to this made Zheng Lin irritable, and he muttered in a low voice, “Traveling thousands of miles just to run errands—it’s not even a fraction as stimulating as land reclamation on a desolate planet.”

Yan Qing’s gaze swept over, noting seriously, “All military academy students commence from a practicum within the logistics unit. One cannot grow fat from a single bite. If you were suddenly dropped into the most stimulating vanguard unit, you would likely be so terrified your legs would turn weak, failing to even grasp how to walk.”

Several surrounding students lowered their heads to stifle laughs.

Zheng Lin’s face flushed red, and he stiffened his neck to counter, “It isn’t as though I haven’t dealt with mutant beasts before; what parameters exist to be terrified of?”

“Be it training or competitions, all mutant beast types and tiers operate under strict controls,” Li Xiao interjected calmly. “But the battlefield shifts rapidly; the appearance of any tier of mutant variant is entirely possible. Even if one encounters hazard, there isn’t a rescue team standing by on call to arrive at the first instance. There is a fundamental divergence from a competition.”

Yan Qing nodded appreciatively, “Correct. Therefore, although our first-year contingent is solely handling logistics this journey, we cannot lower our guard. One must maintain the capacity to respond to crises at any moment on a battlefield.”

Zheng Lin glared at Li Xiao, yet lacked the courage to state anything further.

Following the conclusion of the briefing, Yan Qing personally guided them toward the rest cabins.

With barely over a thousand individuals in total, the rest cabins aboard the ship were abundant, allowing two-person rooms to be arranged for them all.

They needed to merge with the legion at the Suyang Sector No. 118 Military Space Station, which required roughly six hours of flight.

Within the rest cabin, Song Jin unfastened the metallic clasp at his collar, checked the temperature of the constant-temperature system, and casually picked up a registration booklet to utilize as a fan.

Setting down his backpack, Li Xiao inquired in bewilderment, “Are you very hot?”

Song Jin’s face carried impatience, “It’s a bit stuffy; do you not feel it?”

Li Xiao swiped open the virtual control screen, elevating the ventilation system by one tier.

“How about now?”

Song Jin: “Slightly better.”

Li Xiao took a seat at the opposite position, turning out the items within both of their bags to execute a check.

Song Jin simply propped his chin on his hand, staring fixedly at him.

Li Xiao: “If you possess nothing to do, head to sleep first. There likely won’t be much time to rest tonight.”

“It’s barely past six; who could fall asleep?” Song Jin’s gaze landed across Li Xiao’s slender fingers, inquiring casually, “The commander of the Fifth Legion—if I recall correctly, his surname is Qi?”

“Qi Sen, Qi Ge’s uncle,” Li Xiao noted while checking the items. “His partner hails from the Meng family.”

“No wonder,” Song Jin noted thoughtfully. “The Meng family and the Qi family operate under deep binding parameters, and they collude hand in glove with the Zheng family. The parameters of your enemies are a bit numerous.”

Li Xiao raised his eyes to look at him. “Terrified?”

Song Jin let out a lazy laugh, “They all fall within firing range.”

At past eight in the evening, Yan Qing arrived to execute a room check, verifying the physical status parameters and item conditions of the two.

Since the first-year contingent was handling logistics this cycle, each individual was distributed a mere ten rounds of live ammunition, two rounds of rubber ammunition, along with two military daggers, a cord launcher, a locator, an emergency distress flare, and a miniature medical kit.

Li Xiao subtly instructed 09 to monitor this rest cabin for any audio or visual surveillance parameters, inquiring in a low voice, “Instructor Yan, when will your promise be fulfilled?”

Yan Qing’s gaze swept across the items on the table while ticking items off the registry checklist.

“I will permit you to ask one question.”

Li Xiao and Song Jin exchanged a glance before the former inquired without breaking character, “Do you still recall what you taught me during my childhood?”

The motion of Yan Qing’s ticking paused a fraction, turning his head to lock eyes with Li Xiao.

“You only wish to ask this?”

Li Xiao: “What did you assume I would ask?”

Yan Qing remained silent for a moment before suddenly letting out a soft laugh, resuming his verification of the items. “You’ve likely forgotten the vast majority of those nursery rhymes, haven’t you? Do you still recall what the Scarlet Finch among the Seven Gods represents?”

Li Xiao thought for a moment. “Punishment?”

Yan Qing: “What about the Golden-Feathered Finch?”

Li Xiao: “Hope?”

Yan Qing smiled slightly, “Your memory parameters are quite decent.”

“I only recall a very minor fraction of fragments,” Li Xiao stated, looking into his eyes, his voice highly low. “Just like what the Blue Magpie represents—I fail to recall it entirely.”

Yan Qing: “Samsara.”

Li Xiao: “Then what about the Raven?”

Upon cross-checking all the items, Yan Qing tucked away the registry checklist, casting his gaze back toward Li Xiao as he stated calmly, “The Raven represents revenge.”

In that single instant of clashing gazes, Li Xiao wished to locate something within the depths of those eyes, yet discovered nothing remained save for a vast void.

Song Jin interjected as though casually, “The connotation of the Raven carries such heavy hostility? No wonder a star pirate group adopted that name.”

“Finches and birds are inherently creatures possessing a highly vengeful nature.” Yan Qing patted Song Jin’s shoulder. “There is still a bit of time; rest early. I will notify you prior to our departure.”

Seeing him turn to leave, Li Xiao called out to halt him.

“I cannot recall the ending of the Golden-Feathered Finch within the story. Did it successfully safeguard its citizens?”

Yan Qing’s footsteps paused a fraction, yet he failed to turn around.

“Its strength was far too feeble; it remained perpetually incapable of illuminating this pitch-black sky and earth… Ultimately, it vanished.”

The metallic door opened and closed once more, leaving Li Xiao and Song Jin immersed in contemplation.

“Is he the one?” Song Jin inquired.

Li Xiao nodded.

From various indicators, Yan Qing was indeed the Omega who had taught him nursery rhymes back then, yet no blood relationship existed between them.

The narrative claiming a servant climbed into bed and was executed by his brother could be entirely overturned.

As for the matter Yan Qing was investigating, it likely couldn’t be decoupled from the coup that caused the annihilation of the Golden-Feathered Finch Legion back then.

Song Jin: “His concluding phrasing was highly subtle, as though the Golden-Feathered Finch was the righteous party.”

Li Xiao: “Standing at divergent angles naturally yields divergent viewpoints.”

Just past midnight, the voice-activated system of the rest cabin resonated. The two hadn’t rested at all; gathering their backpacks, they headed out to merge at the muster point.

By the time they arrived at the military space station hall, the personnel from the Fifth Legion had already arrived.

The instructor team representative submitted the practicum documentation, and upon swiftly concluding the procedural flow, Li Xiao’s group of five followed the main contingent aboard the Fifth Legion starship.

Prior to entering the lounge hall, Li Xiao permitted 09 to depart quietly to test the personnel status parameters across this starship.

Arriving at S80 required roughly one hour. The current time at the Eastern Sixth District they were heading toward sat at six in the morning; upon arrival, they would need to enter mission status immediately.

With a grand total of fifty individuals within the first-year contingent, it was immensely probable they would be split into different logistics units.

Li Xiao worried that Jiang Hao lacked experience regarding regular battlefields, so he couldn’t help but pass along a few extra words of advice.

Hearing Li Xiao discussing certain basic common-sense items of the battlefield, Qin Le, Qian Can, and the others all pricked up their ears to listen.

Unwittingly, a ring of individuals along the periphery was also drawn by the attention, listening with a degree of focus exceeding that of a lecture.

Wei Wen marveled in a low voice, “Second Prince, the parameters of what you know are so vast!”

Sensing the skeptical gazes thrown by Zheng Lin and his cohorts from the corner of his eye, Li Xiao replied expressionlessly, “Read it in books.”

Song Jin patiently listened until Li Xiao concluded before inquiring neither hot nor cold, “Are you simply failing to display concern for me?”

Li Xiao turned his head to look over, hooking his finger.

Curious, Song Jin inclined his ear closer.

Li Xiao leaned against his ear, utilizing a volume restricted to solely the two of them to state, “Unless absolutely forced by circumstances, refrain from causing loss of human life.”

Song Jin: “…”

At the exact same time, 09 transformed into a fly, busying itself across various rest cabins and functional compartments.

Time was restricted, so it could only verify ranked officers first.

It finally completed its mission parameters and flew back just as Li Xiao and the others were preparing to disembark from the starship.

Li Xiao followed the queue toward the hangar bay, listening to 09’s report beside his ear.

Virtually every primary person-in-charge of the departments aboard this starship, or the individuals beside those persons-in-charge, turned out to be modified humans.

If the entire legion operated under this configuration, then regardless of who the commander was switched to, they would fall under the control of the Meng family.

Once 07 established a link with 09, Song Jin’s thoughts were translated into text, manifesting before Li Xiao’s eyes.

Song Jin: 【Sometimes a single expedition for a legion exceeds two months, which implies that a Ferryman has been configured within the legion as well.】

Li Xiao: 【Mm.】

Arriving at the hangar bay, each academic year parted ways toward their respective designated zones.

The first-year contingent boarded one of the transport craft belonging to the logistics unit to head toward S80’s Eastern Sixth District.

Aboard the transport craft, the Beta Lieutenant responsible for this practicum sector within the logistics unit indicated they needed to split into ten groups to be stationed across various units, permitting them to form groups freely.

With five individuals to a group, Li Xiao’s side of five precisely avoided the necessity of being split up.

“To think we can form groups freely.” The pleasant surprise across Qian Can’s face couldn’t be masked at all. “I like this Lieutenant.”

Li Xiao was somewhat surprised as well. Generally, assignments operated according to student numbers or random distribution by the system; such arrangements were rare.

Not long after, the terminals of Li Xiao’s group of five received a prompt directing them to report to the DF965 Material Supply Unit.

The infrastructure of a material transport craft diverged from a regular vessel; the cargo hold occupied over 70% of the space.

Cargo was dispatched via a sprawling network of conveyor belts toward designated transport vehicles, which would then deliver them across various points of the battlefield.

By the time Li Xiao and the others arrived, a fair number of soldiers were already present, sitting in twos and threes before the transport vehicles, eating provisions while chatting and laughing.

The individual responsible for leading them was an Alpha Sergeant in his forties named Chen Lie. Possessing thick brows and a pockmarked face, his temper appeared somewhat abysmal, and he commenced by finding all manner of fault with them upon arrival.

Chen Lie wore a sour expression as he sized them up from top to bottom. “Each one as thin as dried husks; how are you supposed to haul materials? They perpetually send useless personnel to my sector.”

The Beta standing behind Chen Lie pointed toward Song Jin, laughing cheerfully, “This one is beautiful.”

Chen Lie countered, “What utility does beauty possess? A mere embroidered pillow upon glance—good for display but useless in practice.”

A massive crowd of surrounding soldiers laughed out loud.

“Failing to recognize the context, one might assume our unit recruited a young master from some shop.”

“Word states their grades within the military academy are excellent, yet this display fails to resemble it at all.”

“Heheh, come over first to assist in relieving the boredom of us brothers.”

This was far too excessive!

Qian Can truly couldn’t endure it, wishing to curse back. Regardless, he wasn’t a citizen of Danse and felt no necessity to observe Danse’s regulations.

Yet before he could open his mouth, he spotted a figure walking over from the corner of his eye. Assuming the boss was about to strike, he hadn’t expected the one failing to contain himself first would actually be Li Xiao.

Several soldiers holding dried meat within their mouths were laughing without restraint, only to be hoisted up the next instant and hurled out, crashing in a chaotic heap, entirely dazed.

What exactly transpired just now? How did they fly out with a mere blur before their eyes?!

The laughter ceased abruptly, the expressions of the remaining soldiers turning rigid.

To actually hurl an individual flying with a single hand—were these parameters of strength and speed serious?!

“Are you attempting to mutiny?!” Seeing this, two soldiers rushed forward aggressively, only to be blocked by Jiang Hao.

To think newly arrived practicum students dared to step over their heads.

Several surrounding soldiers rolled up their sleeves and rushed forward as well, only to be blocked by Qian Can and Qin Le.

Failing to anticipate that Li Xiao would dare to strike, Chen Lie roared, “What do you intend to do?!”

Li Xiao directed a cold face toward Chen Lie. “Your troops verbally insulted my Alpha. What do you assume I intend to do?”

Song Jin had already felt irritable these past two days, suppressing it without uttering a word. Being stimulated like this made him wish to pluck this chattering pockmarked head off at any moment.

Suddenly hearing Li Xiao’s phrase “my Alpha,” Song Jin’s anger parameters instantly plummeted by half.

Chen Lie barked, “Entering the military requires observing military discipline! You operate as my subordinates currently! Whatever parameters of action you take require my authorization, understand?!”

Li Xiao looked down at him. “You recognize this location is the military as well. We arrived to execute a practicum, not to provide fodder for your humiliation. If you fail to intend to lead us, then we shall head back right now.”

Concluding his words, Li Xiao signaled for Song Jin and the others to depart.

“Halt!” Chen Lie called out to stop them, walking before Li Xiao with a cold laugh. “As expected of the Prince, your posture is grand enough. Exiting a mission without cause—are you unaware that it incurs disciplinary action?”

Li Xiao couldn’t be bothered to pay him heed, bypassing Chen Lie to walk forward.

Chen Lie bit his teeth, calling out to stop them once more. If he simply drove the personnel away and the upper echelons assigned blame, he wouldn’t be able to handle the consequences.

Li Xiao stated in a cold voice, “Apologize.”

“You—!” Chen Lie ground his molars, waving his hand to command several of his subordinates to lower their heads and admit fault.

“We are sorry!”

A group of soldiers lowered their heads with expressions of utter humiliation, as though admitting fault was akin to demanding their lives.

The cargo loading concluded, and a piercing warning resonance echoed within the cabin. The AI prompted that the hatch doors would open in ten minutes.

Chen Lie didn’t dare to delay, signaling for everyone to board the vehicles, turning his head to command Li Xiao’s group of five to keep up.

Each transport vehicle had already been configured with a program to proceed automatically toward designated coordinates. What they needed to execute upon arriving at the evacuation points was to verify and distribute materials, ensuring they were delivered safely into the hands of the disaster victims.

Within the vast cockpit of the transport vehicle, Chen Lie flipped open a checklist.

“The population counts across each evacuation point diverge, so the distributed material quantities vary as well. Distribution must conform strictly to the specifications listed upon the checklist.”

Li Xiao reviewed it. “How are the population counts at the evacuation points verified?”

Chen Lie noted impatiently, “A specialist executes the statistical tracking.”

Li Xiao: “What if there is a massive fluctuation in personnel during the distribution process?”

Chen Lie: “Generally, there won’t be.”

Li Xiao: “What if?”

“Why do you possess so many questions?!” Chen Lie shouted. “Distribute exactly as you are told to distribute!”

The vegetation coverage parameters across S80 were highly extensive; from a high altitude, one could view continuous swaths of beast herds shifting within the woodlands.

The sky was pitch-black, as though shrouded beneath a layer of dark fog. Only upon descending to a low altitude did it turn clear that these were individual locusts larger than a human.

Because it operated as a residential planet, large-scale weapons of mass destruction couldn’t be utilized, and consideration toward the ecological chain prevented the complete eradication of species, forcing the utilization of conservative tactics.

Li Xiao scanned the entire visible southern zone. Currently, the battle line was contained within the Southern Twenty-First District, roughly a hundred kilometers removed from the Eastern Sixth District.

Sensing a wave of warmth across his hand, Li Xiao turned his head. He saw Song Jin focusing intently outside the window, hooking his index finger and tracing it back and forth, seemingly unconsciously.

Li Xiao: “…”

Li Xiao shifted his gaze away, silently reciting the Diamond Sutra within his mind. At his advanced age, he couldn’t permit himself to be enticed by a teenage youth into losing restraint. The current age parameters were far too minor; he needed to raise him a bit larger before he could bring himself to act.

A vast number of transport vehicles flew toward various evacuation points across the rear of the battlefield.

The vehicle belonging to Li Xiao’s group landed upon the sports field of a school, where a crowd of men, women, young, and old was already waiting beside the zone.

Chen Lie barked harshly to wave them back, “What are you scrambling for?!”

A little boy was terrified into tears by this roar, hugging his mother’s leg with eyes full of dread.

Li Xiao’s group stepped off the vehicle, activating the transport robots to prepare for a tally of the rescue materials, intending for the robots to deliver them into a relatively secure indoor zone.

“Did I authorize your movement?” Chen Lie glared and roared, “The energy parameters of transport robots are restricted; can they simply be utilized casually like this? You three Saintya citizens, head over to haul down the compressed biscuits and nutritional supplements for me.”

Qian Can frowned, “Can you refrain from failing to display basic respect?”

The Beta soldier beside Chen Lie wore a rigid face. “It’s better to refrain from letting them haul items. After all, they are Saintya citizens; what if they introduce poison into the materials?”

Hearing these words, the gazes directed by several citizens toward Song Jin’s trio turned subtle.

“Why permit individuals from Saintya to deliver items?”

“They truly hail from Saintya? How bizarre.”

“Then I absolutely won’t consume items touched by them.”

Chen Lie let out a smug, cold snort. To clash against him—he would ensure the absolute misery of this brat.

Li Xiao didn’t state anything further, handing the checklist over to Song Jin while he and Jiang Hao went to haul the materials, placing them crate by crate onto manual trolleys.

Once the trolleys were filled, Qin Le and Qian Can pushed them toward the nearest indoor sports hall.

Shortly after, a fair number of evacuating disaster victims followed along the corridor, staring hungrily at the materials with an intent to scramble for them.

Many individuals spoke in local dialects that Qin Le failed to comprehend, forcing him to state repeatedly that materials would be distributed uniformly by designated personnel, instructing them to queue and wait.

“What queue?!” An elderly individual cursed loudly amidst the crowd. “Every single time we queue, nothing remains to eat! If we fail to scramble, we shall starve to death!”

As Li Xiao and Jiang Hao pushed the materials inside, they saw Qin Le and Qian Can nearly submerged by the disaster victims, each individual utilizing intense phrasing and cursing highly filthily.

Song Jin followed close behind. An individual lunged forward to encircle his leg; his subconscious reaction was to execute a kick, but seeing it was a little girl of three or four years old, he barely managed to check his motion.

“Brother, I’m hungry.” The little girl looked toward him with pleading eyes.

Song Jin’s gaze swept across the congested crowd. Hearing phrases like “haven’t consumed food for two days following transfer to this location” and “splitting a single biscuit across three meals” beside his ears left him somewhat incredulous.

The beast tide’s scope of impact was indeed vast, but an advance warning had operated; how could people be starved to this degree?

Li Xiao tapped on a crate, signaling for everyone to quiet down. “No necessity for urgency; every individual will receive a share.”

His height parameters stood like a crane among chickens amidst regular people. Recognizing Li Xiao, several individuals gasped.

“It’s the Second Prince?!”

“The Prince has personally arrived to deliver materials to us?!”

With this face present, the weight parameters of his uttered words turned entirely divergent.

The crowd parted to yield a path. Li Xiao led Song Jin and the others to push the materials into the football field; upon glance, it was entirely filled with people, with at least three thousand disaster victims stranded—a massive discrepancy from the one-thousand-plus individuals listed upon the checklist.

Everyone appeared starved to desperation, running over from various directions and crowding together entirely.

Fearing the materials would suffer a chaotic scramble, Li Xiao executed a gesture for silence. “Queue up.”

Several elderly individuals still wished to crowd forward, but were pulled back by the younger ones, who repeatedly emphasized that Li Xiao was the Second Prince.

Swiftly, the out-of-control scenario was checked by the presence of Li Xiao’s face.

Song Jin simply let Li Xiao remain watch here while he, Qian Can, and the others went to transport the remaining materials over.

“Why are you this slow?” Chen Lie had grown tired of waiting, shouting and yelling at the returning Song Jin.

Song Jin countered, “There are over three thousand individuals inside; why does the checklist solely specify one thousand plus?”

“Execute exactly as you are told to execute; why display this much idle chatter?” Chen Lie’s facial expression wasn’t particularly pleasant. “Conclude the hauling and return instantly; we still need to head across several locations next!”

Song Jin reported the scenario directly to the upper echelons, yet the result obtained was a command for them to distribute according to the mandated shares, which nearly moved him to a laugh of pure irritation. This location wasn’t Saintya; it wasn’t his turn to fret over it.

Hauling materials intended for over a thousand people manually caused Song Jin’s group of four to break into a sheen of sweat after several round trips.

Within the hall, to conserve time, Li Xiao simply tore open the packaging and commenced distribution. Every individual could obtain a two-day supply of reserve provisions.

“Thank you, Your Highness!”

“Thank you, Your Highness!”

…

Each individual receiving materials nodded in gratitude toward Li Xiao.

“Wait a moment!” A middle-aged Beta clad in a suit rushed hurriedly toward Li Xiao. “I am an instructor here; distributing materials operates as my parameters of work! Permit me to handle it!”

Before Li Xiao could open his mouth, a sharp wave of accusations erupted amidst the crowd.

“Your Highness, refrain from believing him! This individual failed to provide us with food at all!”

“If handed to him, we won’t possess anything to eat!”

“Get lost! We demand that the Prince distribute!”

Li Xiao looked toward the middle-aged Beta. “What is the matter?”

The middle-aged Beta’s face was filled with grievance. “I did distribute to them; how can these individuals utter absolute nonsense?”

With both sides adhering to their respective statements, Li Xiao noticed a fair number of elderly individuals at the rear of the queue, gesturing for the middle-aged Beta to assist in the distribution together.

The middle-aged Beta cleared his throat. “We generally distribute at fixed times.”

Li Xiao singled out an amiable Beta uncle amidst the crowd. “Come over to assist me.”

The Beta uncle replied, “Ah, right away!”

The middle-aged Beta was left stranded to the side with an embarrassed face, yet owing to Li Xiao’s status parameters, he couldn’t state anything further.

Once Song Jin and the others delivered the final batch inside, they joined in to assist with the distribution as well.

Song Jin lowered his voice, “The quantity parameters are insufficient; how do we resolve it?”

Li Xiao: “Has it been reported up?”

Song Jin: “Reporting up carries no utility; they all wear the same pair of trousers.”

“Why permit individuals from Saintya to deliver materials? Could it possess poison?!” Someone within the crowd clamored loudly, though it remained unclear who it was. “Make the Saintya citizens roll out of Danse!”

Li Xiao’s motions paused. Setting down the compressed biscuits in his hand neither heavily nor lightly, his gaze precisely locked onto the clamoring middle-aged Alpha.

“If you deem it to possess poison, you may depart right now.”

The middle-aged Alpha stiffened his neck. “Upon what parameters should I depart?!”

“Because these materials were hauled inside crate by crate by the Saintya citizens you speak of,” Li Xiao stated with a rigid face. “Accepting another’s goodwill yet failing to possess even basic courtesy?”

The middle-aged Alpha countered, “Who remains unaware that Saintya harbors sinister designs?! The news reports it every single day!”

The middle-aged Alpha intended to state further, but was pinned down by two youth who rushed out from the queue behind him.

“That blonde Saintya citizen is the Second Prince’s partner! He won’t harm us!”

“I beg of you to shut your mouth!”

An elderly Beta grandmother reached the front, accepting the materials handed over by Song Jin as she smiled apologetically, “Please refrain from taking it to heart; he solely represents himself, which amounts to absolutely nothing! I deem Saintya to be highly decent.”

Song Jin let out a soft laugh, “Thank you.”

Viewing Song Jin’s sweat-dampened bangs and the smile across his face, Li Xiao felt a trace of heartache. This youth was cradled within the palm of his family’s hand to be doted on at home, yet he had run out to endure hardships alongside him.

That middle-aged Alpha just now had actually served to remind him.

With relations between Saintya and Danse operating under such tension, the contributions of certain individuals inciting public opinion were indispensable. The Royal Family’s recent generations all tended toward an attitude of establishing diplomatic ties; establishing diplomatic relations between the two nations yielded benefits for Danse far outweighing the drawbacks, yet the opposing voices among the populace were immense, causing the two nations to remain locked in an awkward state of suspension.

In his previous life, diplomatic relations were established only after the conclusion of the civil war, which had also weathered a period of controversy. If public opinion failed to be eliminated—failing to state other matters—the mere exposure of Song Jin’s status as a Saintya Prince would likely cause the sky to turn upside down.

With the material distribution half completed, Li Xiao offered a greeting to Song Jin and returned to the sports field where the transport vehicles were parked. Chen Lie and his subordinates had already vanished without a trace; of the two transport vehicles, solely one remained.

Li Xiao contacted Chen Lie across the public frequency. “Where are your parameters of person?”

Chen Lie noted impatiently, “Your group has severely exceeded the time parameters! Do other locations require no deliveries? If the upper echelons demand accountability, will you assist me in undergoing punishment?!”

Li Xiao: “So you simply departed on your own?”

Chen Lie: “This is termed operating via split tracks! Prior to five in the evening, cross-reference the checklist and conclude the delivery of that vehicle’s materials!”

Concluding his words, he severed the communication link.

Li Xiao tried to open the vehicle door, discovering it was locked.

09: 【That old brat is deliberately giving you a hard time.】

Li Xiao: “Is there a methodology to open it?”

09: 【Naturally.】

The vehicle door was opened, yet the transport robots were entirely missing.

Li Xiao didn’t deem it unexpected. “Come assist.”

09: 【Arriving!】

Within the hall, viewing that the materials were nearing depletion, the crowd commenced churning with agitation once more. Fortunately, Li Xiao arrived in a timely manner alongside the materials, averting a cursing match.

Song Jin looked at the descending transport robots. “Willing to provide them again? Or are they solely bullying me?”

Just as he concluded his words, 09’s voice resonated beside his ear.

【It is me!】

Song Jin: “…”

Upon distributing materials to every individual, Li Xiao’s group of five departed amidst continuous expressions of gratitude from everyone.

Returning to the sports field, only then did Qian Can and the others learn that Chen Lie had run off on his own, failing to believe it.

“I am truly thoroughly convinced,” Qian Can muttered and cursed.

Qin Le found it difficult to disagree, “I’ve never encountered an individual of this caliber.”

Returning aboard the transport vehicle, Song Jin irritably brushed his bangs backward, his face turning cold. “Running off is for the best; it’s annoying to death.”

Qian Can: “That is true.”

07’s prompt resonated. “Master, a fair number of live-action videos from the scene have surfaced on the network; is there a necessity to execute tracking?”

The five individuals within the vehicle focused their gazes across the screen simultaneously.

Within the videos were depictions of them busy hauling and distributing materials, the vast majority being filmed with a direct focus on Li Xiao or Song Jin.

【Heaven help me! No individual informed me the Second Prince would personally arrive to deliver materials; had I known, I would have brought along cosmetics during my evacuation!】

【Song Jin in person is so amiable and beautiful! The Second Prince truly picked up a treasure!】

【To think this volume of materials was hauled entirely manually by five youths; my heart aches just viewing it. Can the military infrastructure not improve the equipment parameters?】

Qian Can rapidly scrolled downward, somewhat moved, “There still exist decent people after all.”

Li Xiao started the vehicle, the navigation program opening automatically to proceed toward the next destination. “Pay focus toward the direction of public opinion; I fear certain individuals will attempt to meddle.”

07: “Received.”

Taking advantage of the three at the rear looking at the news, Li Xiao grasped Song Jin’s hand, stating in a low voice, “I am sorry for just now.”

Song Jin tapped his own lips, smiling without uttering a word.

Li Xiao: “…”

This youth was turning more and more adept at playing these minor tricks.

Yet it operated highly effectively against him.

Li Xiao leaned his torso over, pressing a kiss against the location he had indicated.

Song Jin was just feeling joyful when he suddenly caught the scent parameters across Li Xiao’s body, causing his brow to twitch.

An aroma he usually liked immensely tasted somewhat uncomfortable to his senses today.