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The two looked at each other.

One side forgot to pretend, and the other made no attempt to hide their true feelings.

Silence fell over the cockpit.

Just then, the control panel beeped.

"General, it may be necessary for you to come out in person."

Jiang Ting withdrew his gaze.

He gently placed Jiang Zhixia, who was only wrapped in a bath towel, on the chair and took off his general's uniform to cover her up completely.

As he passed by Su Chen, he looked down at him with a scrutinizing gaze.

Su Chen's eyes were almost overflowing with obsessive rejection as he watched him jump out of the hatch.

The battle outside is over.

The princess's private residence was almost half destroyed, and well-trained military personnel were cleaning up the battlefield.

A subordinate rushed up to him, "General, the Zerg have been cleared out, but one of the slaves is not cooperating."

Jiang Ting paused in his steps.

Slave?

A boy was brought over under pressure.

Jiang Ting looked down. The male looked very young, covered in insectoid slime and dust, and the tattoos on his face indicated his identity.

Although he was forced to remain in a half-kneeling position, his eyes were alert, and he didn't look like a slave at all.

Lu Jue looked precisely at Jiang Ting, neither humble nor arrogant.

Immediately, someone shouted, "Have some manners! This is His Highness the Crown Prince! General Jiang Ting of the Empire!"

Lu Jue's voice was calm. "I know."

His former dream was to become a general like Jiang Ting, so of course he knew who that person was.

Jiang Ting remained expressionless. His subordinate whispered an explanation: "General, this slave was found in the princess's private residence. When we stormed in, he tore almost half of the Zerg apart with his bare hands. He looks to be around S-rank, but his strength and combat instincts are stronger than many S-ranks of his age. He's just too young and lacks systematic training, otherwise..."

This subordinate, who had also fought his way through the battlefield, was moved by a sense of appreciation for talent and ended up talking a bit too much.

He turned his head and saw his own prince looking at him coldly.

Subordinate: "...Uh, he said he's the princess's man and wants to see her."

Jiang Ting remained silent for a moment.

"What is your relationship to the princess?" he asked, looking at Lu Jue.

Lu Jue didn't answer, but instead asked, "Is the princess safe?"

Jiang Ting raised an eyebrow.

Most of the criminal slaves were demoted to slavery because they had committed mistakes that offended the interests of the royal family or nobles, and they generally harbored resentment towards those in high positions of power.

He actually cares so much about the royal princess?

Lu Jue did not answer, nor did he ask any more questions; he simply gave the order.

"take away."

Lu Jue was dragged away by two soldiers, and he looked back with resentment.

One of the subordinates couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "Tsk, what a promising talent... what a pity..."

He's a slave! How could he be a slave?!

Even just being an ordinary slave would be fine!

Jiang Ting turned around and prepared to return to his mecha.

"General! There's something else!" His subordinate hurriedly called out to him again.

Jiang Ting turned around impatiently.

The subordinate rubbed his hands together. "Um, we accidentally dropped the princess's pet fox while cleaning. The fox seems to be dying; it's been gnawed bald by the insectoids. What should we do?"

If the princess causes a scene, they can't afford to take the blame!

Jiang Ting: "..."

Just how many other strange things does Jiang Zhixia keep?

……

In the vast white void, Jiang Zhixia poked the little white flower out of boredom.

The little white flower responded to her with a flourish.

She knew she had fainted, otherwise she wouldn't be here.

However, unlike before, the barrier that had always separated her from the little white flower had actually disappeared.

Moreover, the little white flower not only didn't complain of being hungry, but even told her through that inexplicable connection that it was now half full.

What did it eat?

She poked the little white flower again, "Was that power I felt before I fainted, you?"

The little white flower shook its petals twice with a very haughty air.

Jiang Zhixia understood and sincerely thanked her: "Thank you."

Before she fainted, she saw the disgusting worm being crushed into a puddle of mud.

Luckily, there was Xiaobaihua, otherwise she and Su Chen would have been doomed.

However, she also confirmed that this flower was indeed related to her second awakening of spiritual power.

Secondary awakening in females is extremely rare, but when it does occur, it represents a qualitative leap, allowing their spiritual power to solidify into a tangible form.

Could it be this little white flower?

She is not awakened yet, and... the things formed from spiritual energy have self-awareness?

She rested her chin on her hand, staring wide-eyed at the little white flower.

……

Jiang Zhixia was dizzy for a full seven days.

The atmosphere in the entire palace was oppressive.

The royal healers were at their wits' end; the princess's health data was all normal, but she just wouldn't wake up.

When Queen Jiang Lin saw her unconscious daughter, she flew into a rage and immediately began drafting a battle plan to strike hard against the audacious Zerg.

Even Jiang Huai was urgently recalled, and he led his guards to run all over the city to thoroughly investigate the infiltration routes of the Zerg.

Jiang Ting was sitting in the military council office.

He had two reports spread out beside him.

One document contains Jiang Zhixia's detailed medical examination data.

Everything seemed normal, but not only did the person show no signs of waking up, the source of the fragrance could not be found either.

But the smell is still there.

Over the past seven days, the fragrance emanating from Jiang Zhixia has faded considerably, yet it still wafts continuously from her body.

He tried, but Jiang Huai didn't react at all, and his mother couldn't smell it either.

Even the subordinates who stormed into the villa seven days earlier went unnoticed.

But at that time, the fragrance in that villa was so strong it was almost like condensing into mist.

Only he can smell it.

Jiang Ting put down the report and picked up another one.

This is the investigation report on that sinner.

He glanced around casually, and when he saw Jiang Zhixia personally go to the slave market to choose Lu Jue, he frowned.

"Knock knock—"

There was a knock on the door.

His subordinate rushed in, his face contorted in a grimace.

"General, that wolf slave has started again."

……

The outer perimeter of the military council area.

The two instructors, panting heavily, watched as the silver-haired boy was led away by the guards.

Instructor Li wiped his sweat. "I'm getting old, really old. Even catching a young kid is so difficult."

Instructor Liu glared at him: "You can get old all by yourself, but I'm not old! Didn't you see that two squads of guards couldn't surround him? This kid... is a good prospect."

The two looked at each other and sighed in unison.

such a pity……

The sound of steady footsteps approached.

The two immediately turned around, straightened their backs, and bowed: "Your Highness!"

These two instructors were veterans in the military, and Jiang Ting was a prince and a general, so they couldn't be rude. They nodded slightly and said, "Thank you both for your hard work."

Instructor Li waved his hand: "The person has been caught and just taken away. Your Highness, don't worry."

Instructor Liu hesitated for a moment, rubbing his hands together as he tentatively looked at him: "Your Highness, I need to discuss something... This kid, could you...?"

This play has already been performed five times in just seven days.

Jiang Ting knew the two instructors' desire to cultivate talent, and coldly interrupted, "No."

Instructor Liu: "..."

Instructor Li gloated.

I told you long ago, His Highness would never allow a criminal slave to enter the military.

Jiang Ting said no more and walked towards the detention cell.

The two instructors watched the prince's retreating figure, shaking their heads in regret.

Why did he have to be a sinner?

If he could join the military, he would be incredibly formidable on the battlefield!