He's spoiled rotten; that wolf cub knows how to flirt and be affectionate.

In a high-class museum.

These are all items left over from the war, and many of them are covered in black bloodstains.

Most of them were found by the military after the wormholes exploded and became ruins.

"Crack!"

A soft sound.

The patrolling guards looked warily toward the source of the sound, their eyes widening in surprise.

Cracks appeared on the largest collectible, the white cocoon of light.

He snapped out of his daze and quickly pressed the alarm.

The light cocoon was hurriedly sent to the research institute, causing a flurry of activity and panic among the staff.

They are going to repair the object.

"Wait!" The institute's top official raised his hand, and everyone fell silent instantly. "Can't you hear breathing?"

"breathe?"

"what?"

Everyone held their breath and stared at the cocoon of light.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

A soft breath.

"Could there be Zerg in there?!"

"Didn't all the Zerg die in that explosion?!"

"Who can guarantee that the Zerg don't have other means?"

"Alert, alert!"

As the cocoon of light shattered more and more, breaking into pieces, it gradually revealed what was inside.

They are not the Zerg they imagined.

Instead.

A person.

a woman.

The clothes he was wearing looked somewhat familiar.

This combat suit is...

"She's wearing a combat uniform from two years ago, from the military base?!"

The sound was quite loud, filled with disbelief.

The woman's eyes snapped open, and she moved like a ghost to the side of the person closest to her, grabbing their neck in one swift motion.

"who are you!"

Her tone was cold and ruthless, and there was no doubt that she could snap this person's neck at any moment.

"Hey! Don't do it! Don't do it! This is the Imperial Research Institute!"

"An empire?" The woman's lips trembled slightly. "The Porto Empire?"

"Yes."

Upon hearing the answer, the woman seemed to lose all her strength immediately, collapsing to the ground. Her lips were pale and bloodless, and her cheeks were very thin. She fainted the next second.

"Bring your son over for dinner!"

Yi Han shouted to the grass.

Qu Lianghan tucked his youngest son into his arms and strode over.

Yi Han took her son and gestured for him to go to the dining table to eat.

Qu Lianghan chuckled and was about to walk over when his communicator suddenly rang.

It's unclear what he said, but Qu Lianghan remained silent, though he could no longer stand. He barely managed to steady himself by holding onto the table, his voice trembling.

"Who said they want to see me?"

"We retrieved the previous footage, and it was indeed a misrepresentation."

Qu Lianghan opened his mouth, but it felt as if a large stone was stuck in his throat, making it difficult to utter a sound.

After a long pause, the other side called out again, "Marshal? Can you hear me?"

"I'll be there right away."

He uttered a few words slowly and deliberately before ending the call.

Yi Han quickly asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Qu Lianghan hugged Yi Han tightly, his muscles trembling: "Xiao Yi, you're back."

Qu Yi, who was drinking a nutrient solution to replenish her strength, heard a loud bang at the door. A tall man strode over, staggering, and stopped a few steps away from her, staring intently at her.

"Father." Qu Yi's voice was still dry and hoarse, and the sound he made was not pleasant.

Unlike Qu Lianghan, Yi Han was not restrained. She rushed over, hugged Qu Yi, and burst into tears.

She didn't know what had happened in the past two years; all she knew was that she had fainted and woke up now.

"Then what is this white cocoon of light?"

“I don’t know.” Qu Yi looked at the pile of broken, eggshell-like things and shook her head. “However, I should know who made it.”

"Who is it?!" The others' eyes lit up. It was simply incredible that this thing could survive the explosive force of Chris One.

Qu Yi glanced at Qu Lianghan, then at Yi Han.

The two immediately understood what was happening. Yi Han covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face.

"It's Yan Bei."

"I know, it's the guy who developed the Bruce Silver Gun! This guy is really amazing, he actually managed to create such a defensive weapon!"

"I am absolutely in awe!"

"Can we have this? We'd like to take a look at it."

Qu Yi nodded.