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Lu Yao was momentarily dazed as she watched Zhao Qu bustling around so attentively.

From being threatened by the bald man to being taken away by Zhao Qu, and now being treated with respect as a "saintess," this series of twists and turns happened so fast that she could hardly react.

She subconsciously looked at Zhou Jinlu beside her.

Zhou Jinlu was clearly surprised, but he quickly concealed his astonishment, gently squeezed her hand, and said softly, "Sit down and rest first."

Lu Yao nodded and helped Zhou Jinlu sit down on the sofa.

Zhao Qu immediately offered two more cushions, one for Lu Yao to place behind her back, and the other for Zhou Jinlu: "Mr. Zhou, please use these cushions to support your legs; the doctor will be here shortly!"

Zhou Jinlu took the cushion and gave him a dismissive look: "You know me?"

Zhao Qu chuckled and rubbed his hands together: "How could I not know? Besides General Fu and Actor Xie, the two potential partners of the Holy Maiden, you are the closest to her. Even though our brothers from the Procreation Sect are scattered in various places, they all pay close attention to the Holy Maiden's affairs."

As he said this, he couldn't help but look at Lu Yao, as if hoping she would know their loyalty.

Lu Yao pursed her lips: "How did you recognize me? Was it Lin Xi who gave you the information?"

Zhao Qu didn't hide anything, "It was Lin Xi who gave me the information, but it was also General Fu who found her."

"Fu Ciyan?" Lu Yao's voice unconsciously rose by half an octave.

Zhao Qu nodded, took out an old communicator from his pocket, and carefully handed it to Lu Yao.

"Communication on barren planets has always been poor; we can only receive sporadic fragments of signals," he explained, tapping a few buttons on the communicator. "These are some from before."

A crackling sound came from the communicator, followed by a broken female voice struggling to emerge from the static:

"...Miss Lu Yao...missing...General Fu...order all followers...to search with all their might...safety first..."

The sound abruptly stopped there, and static returned to the communicator.

Along with this message was a photo of Lu Yao.

Observing her expression, Zhao Qu added, "Later we received news that General Fu had to abandon the search for you due to the Zerg attack and has rushed to the war zone. He should be clearing out the Zerg now."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yao, forgetting her gratitude, asked anxiously, "Is he in danger in the Nolan Star Region?"

Zhao Qu was slightly taken aback, clearly not expecting that at this moment, Lu Yao's primary concern would be Fu Ciyan's safety.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. General Fu is the youngest general in the Federation. Commanding battles is his forte. Although the Zerg are ferocious, they are far from being our match in terms of strategy and tactics. Moreover, the warships of the Federation's First Army are the most advanced in the entire Federation."

He spoke with such certainty that Lu Yao's tense nerves relaxed slightly as she listened.

She knew Zhao Qu was right. Fu Ciyan was a soldier, and going to the battlefield was his duty. She should also trust his abilities.

But worrying about such things is never under the control of reason.

"What about Xie Linyu?" she asked. "Where is he?"

Zhao Qu scratched his head: "We haven't received any news about Actor Xie yet, but Sister Lin Xi said that General Fu has entrusted him with the task of tracking you, so he should still be looking for you."

Lu Yao's heart clenched again.

Xie Linyu was all alone, without the resources of the military or the intelligence network of the Propagation Cult. How was he supposed to find her in the vast star field?

"Is it possible to get in touch with them?" she asked. "To tell them we're safe."

Zhao Qu looked troubled: "You've seen the communication situation on the barren planet. Receiving signals is intermittent, let alone actively sending them. Moreover, the Zerg are still active nearby. The military has implemented communication control, and civilian channels are completely inaccessible."

Lu Yao pursed her lips and didn't say anything more.

She knew Zhao Qu was telling the truth, and there was no use in being anxious in the current situation.

It was lucky for her and Zhou Jinlu to encounter the Procreation Cult at this time.

"But don't worry!" Zhao Qu resumed his obsequious demeanor. "I've already sent people to repair the communications tower. It should be operational in three days at most. We'll contact General Fu and Actor Xie immediately then!"

"Okay, thank you."

Zhao Qu was taken aback by Lu Yao's words of thanks and waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "You're welcome, you're too kind, Holy Maiden! It's what we should do!"

As he spoke, he seemed to remember something, and took out a small silver box from his pocket, handing it to Lu Yao with both hands.

"Oh, right, this is for you."

Lu Yao took the box, opened it, and found an exquisite silver badge inside. The badge was engraved with a complex pattern, which looked like some kind of ancient rune.

"This is a token of the Procreation Cult," Zhao Qu explained. "The holder of this badge can command all members of the Procreation Cult. Sister Lin Xi said that this should have been yours, but she never had the chance to give it to you."

Lu Yao held the cold badge, her fingertips gently tracing the patterns on it.

She knew very well what accepting this badge meant. She looked up at Zhao Qu, whose eyes were full of hope, and at the crowd standing behind him, silent but equally expectant.

Lu Yao nodded gently: "Okay, I accept it. I will take on the responsibility of the Propagation Cult from now on."

The entire hall fell silent.

Zhao Qu stood there, stunned. His lips trembled a few times, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

The henchmen behind him were also stunned, exchanging bewildered glances, seemingly unable to believe what they had just heard.

Then, Zhao Qu's eyes suddenly reddened.

He suddenly knelt down, his knees slamming onto the cold floor tiles with a dull thud.

"Your Majesty the Holy Maiden!" His voice was terribly hoarse, yet every word was firm and resolute. "Zhao Qu is willing to die for Your Majesty the Holy Maiden!"

His henchmen, as if waking from a dream, immediately knelt down.

"I am willing to die for Her Majesty the Holy Maiden!"

"I am willing to die for Her Majesty the Holy Maiden!"

A rough male voice echoed in the hall. Looking at the people kneeling in front of her, Lu Yao had to admit that she was shocked by the scene.

She stood up and reached out to help Zhao Qu up: "Get up. I should thank you. When I needed help, you came from afar to rescue me. I will always remember this kindness."

Zhao Qu was being supported by her arm, his whole body trembling, and tears were rolling down his rough cheeks.

"Your Holiness," he choked back tears, "we've waited so long for this day..."

Lu Yao's fingers tightened slightly.

She looked at the man with a fierce and menacing face, who was now crying like a child, and a corner of her heart was deeply touched.

"I know," she said softly. "From now on, you don't have to wait anymore."