A is in StarCraft, just disembarked from the Zerg Prince spaceship.

**************

......

The older brother didn't answer where he was going; he just took two cards out of his pocket.

One card has a silver-gray metallic finish, featuring the eldest brother's portrait and various information; the other card is dark gold, bearing a nine-pointed star rose entwined with a sword emblem—it looks extremely high-end and imposing.

It's really high-class, a General Staff Commander's badge.

:)

"I also need to register later. It will be easier to register using my identity as the Ninth Army Chief of Staff."

The elder brother handed his ID card and legion commander's certificate to Lu Jianan so that he could register together.

"When you register later, see if you can register me directly using my ID. If not, call me back."

Lu Jianan accepted it.

The metal card was cold and heavy, yet it felt like it was burning his hand when he held it.

Lu Jianan gripped his hand tightly: "Big brother, what would happen if I accidentally lost it?"

I feel like these two things are very important QAQ, my hands are shaking a bit.

"If you lose it, I'll kill you." The older brother said succinctly.

"I won't say any more. You can wait here for the staff." Bi Shen raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping over Lu Jianan's head and landing on a distant point on the horizon. His eyes suddenly turned cold. "I have something to do now."

After speaking, he did not wait for Lu Jianan's response.

At the back of his shoulder blades, two gaps silently slid open in his clothes, and the eldest brother spread out his remaining four hands.

laugh--!

The airflow tore apart, a sharp bang—it wasn't an engine, but pure physical power breaking the sound barrier!

The eldest brother transformed into a battle form with wings and six arms, soaring into the sky at supersonic speed.

Two enormous, scabbard-shaped wings unfolded and propelled the airflow through the jade-like ravines, instantly reaching a blazing white!

The eldest brother, in his battle form, charged towards the coordinates of the Third Legion Commander.

The takeoff speed was so fast that the soil and grass beneath their feet were torn apart by the violent airflow, creating small whirlwinds.

Lu Jianan was pushed off balance by the airflow and looked up in alarm.

The eldest brother charged forward at incredible speed, covering thousands of meters in the blink of an eye.

The speed of sound is only 340 meters per second, while the eldest brother's speed at this moment is estimated to be at least 2 kilometers per second, leaving a visible shockwave in the air.

Lu Jianan stood there, still holding her older brother's ID and ID card.

Oh dear... [A fearful tone]

My brother is incredibly efficient at getting things done.

Will the Third Army Chief of Staff be killed?

......

**********

......

I was served breakfast by the Crown Princess early in the morning, and the sun was shining brightly.

The Crown Prince leaned against the soft sofa in the sunroom, handling matters in a warm and comfortable atmosphere.

Ah, this life is as blissful as that of an immortal.

The Crown Prince swiped the screen, looking at the complaints popping up like snowflakes on the encrypted StarNet channel.

First Army Lucien, Fifth Army Hilla, Seventh Army Barto...

The avatars of several army corps commanders flashed in turn, their words ranging from harsh to tactful, but their core demand was highly consistent: that the Chief of the General Staff of the Armed Forces should personally take charge of this tollbooth.

The Crown Prince picked up his bone china cup, took a sip of the sweetened and milked black tea that the Crown Princess had brewed, and gave a unified reply: No.

His expression remained largely unchanged; he even seemed about to laugh.

If you have any problems, go talk to the Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces.

I simply adopted his suggestion; the idea came from him.

Watching a play.

hum-

A communication notification suddenly sounded on the private communication channel, accompanied by the ripples of the Third Legion's insignia.

The Crown Prince raised an eyebrow slightly. Hmm? Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces?

What happened? Are we really surrounded?

connected.

Before the holographic image had stabilized, Carlo's horrified scream rang out first:

"Aaaaaah! Help me—!!! Help, Your Highness—!!!"

"Waaaaaahh ...

In the scene, the Chief of the General Staff is pressed tightly against the innermost corner of the alloy wall in the command room, as if trying to embed himself into the wall. His hand is trembling as he points out the porthole and bursts into tears, saying that there is a particularly frightening praying mantis outside the window.

Help!

Those frail little dragonflies are no match for a mantis in close combat; they would be chopped into pieces in no time.

A fierce woman doesn't easily shed tears, unless she's about to die.

The Crown Prince paused, his hand holding the teacup still.

He leaned closer to examine the lens: "Huh?"

The camera then shifts to the view outside the window of the Chief of Staff's starship.

Outside the window was a face even more gloomy than Shen's.

He flew in front of the Chief of Staff's starship, with six hands, four holding the portholes and two arms wrapped around his chest.

Bishen's face remained expressionless. He simply stared through the thick, special-purpose glass at the Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces huddled in the corner inside.

The murderous aura pierced through the screen.

The Chief of Staff huddled in a corner, sobbing, "Your Highness!!! Please do something! Please do something about Chief of Staff Bishen!!!"

Lan raised her hand to cover the lower half of her face, her lips curving into a grotesque upturn.

Here it comes, the most anticipated scene is here.

As expected, Shen's action was the most efficient.

The other legion commanders would only protest in the channel, while Shen directly engaged in real-time combat, blocking the flagship's window.

"Ahem." The Crown Prince cleared his throat, his voice clearly transmitted through the communication channel to the Commander-in-Chief's office and also to the ears of the silent, menacing figure outside the porthole: "Um, Bishen."

"..."

"When did you arrive?"

"Just arrived."

"Let's go to the state guesthouse later." The Crown Prince coughed again: "Carlo... give me some face, don't kill him."

Outside the porthole, Bi Shen's arms remained motionless.

The cold gaze remained fixed on the trembling Chief of Staff of the Armed Forces inside the window.

silence.

A few seconds later, Bishon's jaw twitched very slightly.

A single syllable, like an ice bead falling onto a metal surface, clearly traveled through the force field vibrations, into the communication channel, and into the ears of the insects present.

Bishen said, "Okay."

His tone was extremely cold.

The next second, the Crown Prince abruptly hung up the communication, and the holographic image on Chief Carlo's side disappeared instantly.

Good luck to you.

The command center was deathly silent.

The Chief of Staff stared in disbelief at the disconnected phone: "Aaaaaah, Your Highness—?!"

He held the communicator and shouted, trying to dial again, when Bi Shen moved outside the porthole!

Without warning! Bishenmantis's hands were covered in emerald green armor! Then his arms shot back, and his body suddenly leaned forward!

Gathering power—!

A fist covered in sharp, barbed armor, accompanied by a terrifying shriek that seemed to tear through the vacuum and an intensely concentrated eerie green light, slammed with immense force into the super-viewing porthole of the flagship of the Chief of the General Staff, a vessel that was said to be able to withstand the bombardment of the main guns of capital ships!

"Thump—!!!!"

An indescribable roar erupted, and the entire flagship trembled violently.

"Woo-la-woo-la-woo-la—" The alarm in the command room suddenly went off, and red lights flashed wildly!

The special glass of the porthole that was hit emitted a tooth-grinding, strained creaking sound, and spiderweb-like cracks spread instantly from the center of that terrifying fist mark.

The porthole is connected to the spaceship's energy network. With the porthole broken, energy arcs leap wildly between the cracks, short-circuiting various channels and causing all the screens inside the ship to lose power and go black.

Bishen reached a hand through the hole and broke the 20-centimeter-thick special glass porthole.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

"Aaaaaaaahh ...

"Kill! Bugs!!!!!"