I farmed in military academy and crushed the entire intergalactic world.

Chapter 380 Treating all things as straw dogs
The contestants on the field were unaware that Earth had been completely transformed into an icy planet, with only a few scattered mountainous areas untouched by the Ice Comet.

Humans on Earth couldn't see Ma Liang's magic paintbrush; they only saw something like a comet sweep across a place, causing the temperature there to drop rapidly. So they named this mysterious thing the "Ice Comet."

Of course, this nickname is only used on foreign websites; Chinese netizens unanimously call him a jinx.

After half of China's population was drawn to the training grounds, there was a brief period of panic, but thanks to the strong and effective government, things quickly returned to normal.

The pillar of stability for the Russian nation was not removed; with him by its side, the Russian nation settled down a little later than China.

As for the United States, nothing seems to have changed; it remains in chaos. Due to the questionable actions of a certain president, nearly half of the federal government shut down. Now, they're just removing a few more people—a piece of cake, no problem at all.

Some American netizens even left comments in the "Your Dad Is Still Your Dad" livestream, lamenting: "Why didn't they just remove Trump? He deserves that treatment."

Life is not easy for humans on Earth. A large-scale civil war and massacre has occurred in a certain part of Africa, affecting more than a million people.

In some developed countries, the practice of buying things for free is rampant, leading to constant conflicts.

Economic shutdown, disease, hunger—these seemingly distant concepts are now incredibly close to humanity.

Sometimes, people touch the cage-like light screen with their hands, in a desperate act, actually hoping that extraterrestrial civilizations will arrive soon.

Shrugging your neck means you'll get a cut, sticking your neck out means you'll get a cut too. Come sooner, go sooner.

But when they look up at the sky and see that planet covered in snow, a secret joy will ignite deep within their hearts.

Those countries that successfully qualified did not seem to fare any better than them.

Considering the hundreds of millions of people trapped in the trial grounds, especially in China, their lives seem relatively comfortable in comparison.
A group of people with a high sense of morality would feel guilty for their schadenfreude. How could they stand by and watch the show when those people are fighting for the future of humanity?

But many more people are lost about the future and feel utterly numb to the present.

Singapore's streets are bustling again.

Despite the Prime Minister's appeals and enforcement, the people continued to work and live as if nothing had happened.

No, there are still some differences.

The sky, rooftops, streets—everywhere was filled with motionless, human-shaped halos of light.

Pedestrians dared not look up at the sky and spontaneously kept their distance from the halo of light.

Huang Xueling sat at her workstation, pretending to have been busy all day. When the alarm rang at 5:00, she finally felt relieved. After saying goodbye to her colleagues, she picked up her bag and went home.

The colleagues had a tacit understanding; they didn't mention what happened during the coma, nor the humanoid halos that were everywhere, nor the future or the trial grounds.

As usual, Huang Xueling picked out a large radish from the barren vegetable section of the supermarket downstairs.

The white radishes weren't very fresh; the radish vines looked wilted.

Huang Xueling had no right to complain, because all the vegetables in the supermarket were like that.

She opened the door and went home. First, she went to the balcony to water the potatoes. The flowerpots that were originally filled with flowers had been pulled up and replaced with potatoes and peas.

After watering the beans, she went to the kitchen to check on them; they were growing very well.

She didn't want to pick them and eat them right away; she wanted to wait for the bean sprouts to grow longer.

Radish stalks that would once be ruthlessly thrown into the trash can are picked by her, carefully washed, sprinkled with a little salt, drizzled with a few drops of sesame oil, and mixed together to become an edible vegetable dish.

Huang Xueling loaded today's dinner onto a tray and sat down at the table and chairs on the balcony.

The tray contained only a bowl of rice, a dish of cold radish greens, and a bowl of white radish and pork soup. There was very little meat, and only a few specks of oil floated on the surface of the soup.

It looks simple, but that doesn't diminish Huang Xueling's sense of ritual.

She wasn't alone on the balcony; there was also a frozen, humanoid halo. Huang Xueling wasn't afraid of it. Anyone who had watched the "Your Dad Is Still the Same Dad" livestream knew that these aliens had received a loving lesson from Principal Lin and were currently "repenting and starting anew."

Huang Xueling chewed the food in her mouth carefully, which reminded her of the hard times she and her mother had gone through.

Foods and skills that were once disliked are eventually ingrained in one's bones, and can be pulled out and used at certain times.

Questioning your mother, resenting your mother, understanding your mother, becoming a mother.

"Mom, you would never guess that life is a cycle, and I've returned to the days when I was eating coarse food and wild vegetables."

Huang Xueling is now able to face the memories of her mother and the reality that her mother has passed away.

After finishing her meal, Huang Xueling didn't get up. Instead, she turned on her tablet and entered the "Your Dad Is Still Your Dad" live stream room.

This streamer was unlucky; he was selected for the trial field, and the operations team was streaming in his place.

Preliminary statistics show that 13% of the participants died from the severe cold within 12 hours of entering the Civilization Trial Grounds.

The operator's voice choked with emotion, and he did not read out the specific numbers.

Huang Xueling rested her chin on her hand and looked up at the sky.

Since the arrival of the Civilization Trial Grounds, they have never seen the moon again, and in its place is a colorful night sky.

The night sky is relatively normal tonight; in the pitch-black universe, a white planet floats alone.

"Mom, if people really have souls, you must bless Principal Lin and bless China."

After saying this, Huang Xueling picked up the tray and stopped as she passed the human-shaped halo.

She examined the humanoid halo closely, but could not discern any facial features or gender.

This was a creature beyond her comprehension.

"Seeing me so sad, so miserable, are you happy and satisfied? I'm sorry, but I've also received education on love. My mom said she doesn't blame me; she just wants me to be happy. So, I will definitely be happy!"

Huang Xueling approached the humanoid halo, her dark eyes seemingly burning with a raging fire, but even more intensely bright than the stars.

"Listen to me, we on Earth will never surrender! Even if all 16 billion people who entered the Civilization Trial Arena are wiped out, we still have more than 50 billion people on Earth. Even if all 50 billion of us die, we still have Principal Lin!"

"We're not afraid of you, bring it on!"

On the training ground, Yuan Lang wielded a shovel, like a human bulldozer, carving a path through waist-deep snow.

"I am Yuan Lang, a student from the first class of the Central First Agricultural School on Blue Star. Survivors, please come to me. I urgently need medical personnel, organizational staff, logistics personnel, and search and rescue personnel..."

Often, all that's needed is one person to step forward.

Once someone steps forward, they will attract people around them like a magnet.

Yuan Lang had a resolute face; he was personally selected by Principal Lin.

He remembered every word Principal Lin had said.

"If you truly feel guilty, you shouldn't choose to run away, but rather prove with your actions that you deserve it and that they didn't save the wrong person."

"The moment you enter the Central First Agricultural School of Blue Star, you are no longer yourself, and your lives no longer belong to you. You will fight for China, for Blue Star, and for me!"

Sigh, I feel a pang of sympathy.

Reviewers, please have mercy on me... This is fictional, fictional, truly fictional!