Deposed Crown Prince: After three years of service on the frontier, the entire court knelt and begge

After all, the original owner of this body, Xiao Ce, had only average abilities. If he went to the modern world, even if he had his original identity, he would probably still be in a similar situation.

If not used properly, it might actually bring bad luck.

When the original owner of this body, Xiao Ce, saw Xiao Ce, he showed no doubt or surprise, but rather a calm indifference.

A hoarse, dry laugh, filled with endless mockery and hatred, was squeezed out of the original owner Xiao Ce's throat, breaking the deathly silence.

"Xiao Ce? Or... should I call you a lonely ghost who has usurped someone else's nest?"

His voice was hoarse, clearly from not speaking for a long time or from intense emotional fluctuations, but every word was filled with deep-seated hatred.

Xiao Ce stopped a few steps away from him, calmly meeting those resentful eyes. He felt no anger, only a penetrating scrutiny and pity.

He saw the madness in the other person's eyes, and beneath that madness lay the despair and resentment of a soul cruelly toyed with by fate, who had lost everything.

"A name is just a label." Xiao Ce's voice was unusually calm, making it exceptionally clear in the absolutely quiet cell. "You can call me by my current name, Xiao Ce. Or, as you prefer, call me the imposter? Whatever you prefer."

His calmness, however, was like pouring oil on the fire of hatred burning in the original owner's heart, instantly enraging him...

The original owner suddenly stood up from the bedside, her movements slightly unsteady, but her eyes became even more fierce: "Imposter! You do have some self-awareness!"

"This body, this identity as the crown prince, this kingdom of Xiao... it should all have been mine! It was you! It was you, this evil spirit who crawled out of nowhere, who stole everything from me! You threw me into that... that bizarre, icy place that drives people mad!"

His voice suddenly rose, trembling hysterically, as if he had fallen back into memories of fear and hatred of the "modern" world.

"So, you're back." Xiao Ce's tone remained calm, as if stating an objective fact. "And then, you chose to cooperate with the Illuminati and the Adventists. You wanted to use their power to take back everything that was yours?"

"So what if it is?!" The original owner of Xiao Ce roared, taking a step forward, his body tense beneath his prison uniform, like a trapped beast about to pounce. "They are the only ones who can help me crush you! Only they possess power far beyond reason! I saw it! I saw those steel behemoths, I saw those world-destroying weapons! As long as I can grind you to dust and take back what belongs to me, what does it matter if I make a deal with the devil?!"

Seeing his agitated state, Xiao Ce said, "Have you ever thought about this..."

Upon hearing Xiao Ce's words, the original owner of the body, Xiao Ce, frowned slightly and asked, "Problem? What problem?"

"If I hadn't come, you wouldn't have been able to obtain everything you have now... Don't you know what kind of life you lived before I transmigrated here? Everything you have now is something I earned myself!"

Upon hearing Xiao Ce's words, the original owner of the body was speechless: "Bullshit..."

Seeing that the original owner of Xiao Ce was somewhat agitated, Xiao Ce smiled and then said, "Don't get agitated, and don't rush to refute me..."

"Don't you know what a mess I left behind? Don't you know how much pain I went through to get here? And now that you're in the modern world, I'm the chairman of a listed company. Even if you don't understand anything, my assets are enough to ensure you live a life of luxury for generations... So who's the unlucky one and who's the lucky one... You're the one who's feeling wronged..."

Xiao Ce's calm words were like a cold scalpel, precisely piercing into the reality that the original Xiao Ce least wanted to face, the reality that he had deliberately covered up with hatred.

The original owner's pale, distorted face instantly flushed red, and the flames of resentment in her eyes almost burst forth. But deeper still, there was a sense of shame and anger at having her falsehood exposed, and an even deeper pain.

"Bullshit? What do you know?!"

The original owner suddenly lunged forward, his body almost crashing into the force field barrier that flowed with blue energy. The barrier instantly emitted a low hum and crackled with electric arcs, violently bouncing him back. He staggered a few steps before regaining his balance.

He clutched his chest, which was burning from the electric shock, and gasped for breath. His hoarse, tearing roar seemed to be vomiting out the blood and tears from the depths of his soul.

"Abundant? No worries about food and drink? Ha! Hahaha!"

He threw his head back and let out a maniacal laugh, the sound echoing in the cold cell, piercing and desperate. "You think I'm like you, waking up as some chairman?! Bullshit! When I woke up, I didn't know where I was... just a snow-white room... At first, those people were happy, but after I explained my identity to them..."

“A group of people dressed in white came and said they wanted to examine me. At first, they were patient with me, but after they finished asking me questions, they tied me up! A group of demons in white robes surrounded me, looking at me like I was livestock! I said I was the Crown Prince of the Great Xiao Kingdom, and I wanted to go back to my Eastern Palace! They...they said I was crazy! That I was mentally ill!”

His voice suddenly rose, filled with deep-seated fear and humiliation: "They forced me to drink the medicine! It was bitter and astringent, and it made me dizzy and weak all over! When I refused to drink it, several of them held me down, pricked me with needles, and forced the medicine down my throat! That medicine... that medicine made me feel like a lump of mud, unable to even move my fingers, and my head was filled with buzzing noises, like countless flies were gnawing at my soul!"

The original owner clutched his head, his body trembling violently, as if he had returned to that unbearable hell.

"There's still...there's still electricity!" He looked up abruptly, his eyes filled with extreme fear, his pupils dilating!

"They tied me to an iron bed and stuck cold metal plates on my head and body! Then...then there was a blinding blue light! Ahhhhhh....!"

He let out a shrill scream, like the dying howl of a wild beast, and his body curled up uncontrollably. "It felt like a million red-hot steel needles were piercing his brain, or like being struck by lightning, with every bone in his body shattering!"

With each electric shock, I thought I was going to die! My soul felt like it was being torn apart by the current! They said I needed 'treatment,' I needed to 'recover'!

To hell with being awake! They're trying to turn me into a drooling, nodding idiot! A puppet who's completely forgotten who he is!

The original owner of Xiao Ce's voice choked, tears mingling with snot streaming down his face, but the hatred in his eyes burned even more fiercely as he stared intently at Xiao Ce: "I spent years in that hellhole called 'Mental Hospital'! Every day was torture! Every day was worse than death! My dignity was trampled into the mud, my identity was treated as the ravings of a madman! Is this what you call 'affluent'?! Is this the good life you fought for for me?!"

"Even when I was a deposed crown prince, ignored and disregarded by everyone, I never suffered like that..."

Only the original owner's heavy breathing and suppressed sobs remained in the cell.

Xiao Ce listened in silence, his face showing no sign of victory, only deep solemnity.

He could feel the overwhelming pain and collapse in the other person's words, the despair of being forcibly stripped of all identity, dignity, and even the right definition of being—a devastating force capable of destroying anyone's mind. He couldn't imagine whether he could have maintained his sanity and survived to this day if he had traveled back in time and faced such a welcoming ceremony.

Clearly, after Xiao Ce transmigrated, his body in the modern world fell into a coma. And since the original Xiao Ce had transmigrated, his behavior as an ancient person was obviously interpreted as madness by them...

To be honest, after hearing this, Xiao Ce felt a little sorry for him...

"And then?" Xiao Ce continued, "How did you leave that place?"

The original owner suddenly raised his head, his face still wet with tears, but his frenzied expression revealed a strange, almost pious light.

"Then... he came." The original owner's voice suddenly became ethereal, filled with an indescribable awe and fervor, "like a light in the darkness, like a redemption in despair! Just when I was almost completely destroyed by those 'treatments' and about to forget who I was... he found me."

That night, the ward was deathly silent. I lay on the cold bed, numb all over, too weak even to despair. Then... the door opened silently. There were no footsteps, no lights, and a figure stood quietly beside my bed. I couldn't see his face, only a vast, profound aura, as if it could encompass the universe, enveloped me. He simply reached out a finger and gently touched my forehead...

The original owner of Xiao Ce's eyes became unfocused, as if he had returned to that moment that changed his fate: "At that moment, all the chaos, all the pain, all the memories forcibly suppressed by drugs, and your will, rushed back like a flood! I have all your memories, the past... is crystal clear!"

He said nothing, but I "heard" him... He told me that my fate wasn't accidental, but a misplaced destiny, a victim of a higher-level game. He knew where I came from, knew who I was meant to be! He said... he could help me take back everything that was rightfully mine!

"Who is he?" Xiao Ce's nerves tensed instantly. He took a step forward, his gaze sharp as a hawk's, locking onto the original owner of Xiao Ce's eyes!

"Who is that mysterious person? Which organization does he belong to? The Adventists? The Illuminati? Or something else?"

Alarm bells rang in his mind. This person, who could infiltrate the mental hospital and get to Xiao Ce's side without anyone noticing, was definitely not simple...

The reason is simple: in modern times, he is the chairman of a listed company. His health and mental state are closely related to the company's stock price, so this kind of news is completely suppressed.

Therefore, the hospital where he works must be under strict security.

According to the original owner Xiao Ce, the mysterious being who can instantly awaken consciousness ravaged by drugs and electric shocks and accurately locate "transmigrators" has extremely terrifying power and purpose.

The original owner's bewildered awe vanished instantly, replaced by extreme mockery and icy wariness.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a twisted and malicious smile, and leaned back against the cold alloy wall, his posture once again carrying that cynical provocation.

"Want to know?" The original owner's voice trailed off, full of mockery! "I won't tell you. His name, his background, his grand plan... how dare a fake like you, a lackey kept by the base, know?"

"Lackey?" Xiao Ce narrowed his eyes, catching the key words that the other party was deliberately leading him to say.

"Isn't that so?" The original owner hissed like a venomous snake, his voice low and filled with seductive malice!

“Look at you, Xiao Ce. You’re wearing their gold-trimmed uniforms, standing on their territory, working for them… Do you really think these secretive ‘parliament’ that doesn’t even dare to show their true faces are anything good? Do you really think they gave you those weapons and technology out of kindness?”

Xiao Ce was quite surprised to hear what the original owner of the body said.

Because those requirements and conditions were just discussed.

The three leaders of the council—Caesar, Raymond, and Evelyn—would certainly not tell him.

However, Xiao Ce, the original owner of this body, who is currently imprisoned here, actually knows all of this...

Xiao Ce did not interrupt.

He leaned forward, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Xiao Ce through the energy barrier, as if trying to nail every word into Xiao Ce's soul. A strange smile played on his lips: "They're just using you! Using you to clear obstacles for them! Using you to integrate the power of those 'lower civilizations' that they can't directly control! You think everything will be fine once you shut down the Star Network Hub?"

Wrong! You cut off their tracking signal, but you also helped them cover up an even bigger secret! Their dilapidated ship can't leave Earth at all! They are the biggest prisoners!

A bunch of pathetic creatures trapped beneath an icy shell! Everything they give you is ultimately so they can break free of their shackles and escape this planet! And you, and the human force you've consolidated, are nothing more than expendable pawns used as stepping stones, cannon fodder to fend off aliens!

After hearing the original owner's words, Xiao Ce's face showed even more confusion.

The original owner's voice carried a mad, all-knowing satisfaction: "They told you an alien fleet was coming? Ha! Maybe it's true, but how do you know whether that fleet's target is this planet, or... this giant fleet hidden beneath this glacier?!"

Do you believe everything they say? Is it possible they're playing a game of using one enemy to defeat the other? Are they sending you and humanity to fight the Adventists and a potential alien fleet to the death, so they can reap the benefits and then leave with their repaired starships?