Extra 2: Always Ready to Make an Effective Entrance, Amazingly Strong (The End)

Hashijitan Planet.

From a not-too-distant distance, Qin Su kept a close eye on the situation below. While busy installing explosives on the largest Spaceship, he didn't forget to keep an eye on the equipment preparing to release the plague, afraid that he might have come for nothing if he wasn't careful.

The last time he encountered such a large-scale provocation was more than a decade ago during McCarthy's case. In order to maintain and hype his popularity, he absolutely could not miss this opportunity.

Based on his covert surveillance of the Galloli United States, the people behind the scenes in this operation in the Galloli United States were betting that he wouldn't appear in this place, which was so far from the Federation and where the Federation had never had any dealings. He suddenly became rebellious and had no obligation to make them win the bet.

Based on the speed at which the city center residents are being 'driven' out of their homes, the army, secretly commanded by the Vice President of the Galloli United States, will unleash the plague in about three minutes.

A massive, dark army blanketed the city center of Urbo on Hashijitan Planet, casting a shadow of death over it.

The city center of Urbo, which should have been awakening and gradually becoming bustling with the sunrise simulated by the city system, was now eerily silent.

The city's defense system was breached. With the first simulated ray of sunlight, countless people were driven out of their densely packed cubicles under the threat of artillery fire, exposed to the range of weapons above. By the time they could see the situation above and tried to return to their cubicles, it was too late. They could only hear the sound of their cubicles being slammed shut behind them under unified control.

The residents of Urbo looked up and saw the Ulbo Mayor, the patrol chief, and others suspended in the air by the Warship, along with soldiers in clearly visible anti-epidemic Combat Suit. Their eyes were filled with terror. What made them even more desperate was that this treatment was being carried out by the Galloli United States, and their home planet, Hasguila, was just one of the seven planets of the Galloli United States. Even if the Governor and the Executive Hashijitan Planet were here now, it would not change their fate of being chosen as 'sacrifices'. Sure enough, the small-scale experiments conducted in various regions of Hashijitan Planet before were just the beginning.

A group of people, bound and suspended in mid-air, watched helplessly as even babies were pushed out by robots. They saw countless families either weeping bitterly or cursing angrily, their expressions contorted. They couldn't even control their own fate, let alone save the residents of Urbo.

"Damn it, they don't even spare children! Not long ago I was happy that the city center was finally fully automated, but now I want to go back in time and slap myself to death! What are they trying to do? Aren't they afraid of retribution?! God, the distress signal has been sent out for so long, why hasn't anyone come yet?! In special Urbo like this, shouldn't the nearest city patrol Fleets arrive within ten minutes? What are they doing?!"

Without a fully systematic management system, at least children would have the opportunity to be kept in a relatively safe indoor environment, instead of being like this now, where even a one-week-old baby is pushed out into danger the moment they receive instructions from the machines provided to each household, because of the registration system.

"The worst has happened. This time, Urbo has been abandoned. The boomerang that used to stand idly by has finally struck us."

The people who had been cursing stopped, their faces growing increasingly grim. They all understood what the words meant, but...

"Weren't the other cities only designated small areas before? And the areas temporarily allocated to them were all sparsely populated outskirts, with mortality rates kept within a reasonable range. This is the city center! Today's real-time data shows a population of 700,000. Have they gone mad?!"

"Ha, what's so surprising? Aren't appetites all gradually bred? Before, we just watched and did nothing. Now it's our turn, and those who haven't been turned yet are naturally just watching too. This is an order from the center of the United States. Who would be so foolish as to jump out and disobey at a time like this? Do they want to become the next Urbo?"

"Then what can we do? Are we just going to watch and do nothing?"

"What can we do in this state? Can't you see how many of us are missing? Those who could have left earlier have already done so. Forget about doing anything; we have nowhere to run. We can only wait to die."

Someone glanced at the army's equipment, their voice laced with unease. "Even a clean, decisive death is probably a luxury now. I wonder what kind of plague will be released here this time. I really want to snap the neck of the person who proposed that plagues can only evolve and upgrade through large-scale transmission! All that talk about how any sacrifice is worthwhile in order to evolve a strain that can wipe out the native inhabitants of other planets in the shortest time is a lie! They're clearly using the guise of expanding the Galloly territory to do all sorts of vicious things to satisfy their twisted and dark desires..."

"If there's anyone in this world who can turn things around, it's him."

Amidst a chorus of strong condemnation, someone suddenly uttered a sentence that caused a momentary stagnation. Everyone who heard it knew who the "he" was referring to.

Soon, someone said coldly with a self-deprecating laugh, "This isn't the Federation. Give up. The only thing that comforts me now is that they only control the city center. Hopefully, the residents of the outskirts of Urbo will realize what's happening here and seize the opportunity to escape."

To date, not a single person from Fourth Military Academy Class of 26 Class 6 has ever been here. Even after ten years, at least on the surface, Qin Su has never seen anyone from Class 6. Otherwise, given the way Class 6 would show off if they saw even a single hair of Qin Su, it would be a wonder they didn't show off for a year if Qin Su had actually met them. In short, since Class 6 wouldn't even deign to come here, there is absolutely no way Qin Su would appear here.

"Foolish! Don't they realize why they only experimented on a small scale in the outskirts before? This time, they've chosen the city center directly. It's clear they want to spread outwards from the city center. Our permissions have all expired. Even if we don't know the situation on the outskirts, we can guess that everyone is probably prohibited from passing through. It's only a matter of time before the entire Urbo becomes a living hell."

"..."

The people hanging there looked ashen-faced as they watched the increasing number of residents below being forced to expose themselves.

[Indeed, some people noticed the anomaly in the city center and tried to leave, but all exit Passageway were closed, and the troops stationed in Urbo had already withdrawn. They wanted to resist but had no weapons, and no one knew how to fly Spaceship or use Warship —these weren't taught in ordinary schools. Urbo was doomed.]

[This isn't just not the Federation, it's Hashijitan Planet closest to the Federation yet furthest away. Otherwise, why would Galloly be able to exploit it so relentlessly? This large-scale plague has been successfully released; I can't even imagine if the other planets that have been watching will immediately follow suit.]

[Don't worry, Bao Xue. Galloly has already reaped countless benefits from this one initiative. Before Qin Su appeared in the Federation, they were all in chaos. It was Qin Su who forced many planets to suppress their crazy thoughts. Now, Qin Su hasn't appeared for ten years, and some people are getting restless. Once the Galloli United States sets this precedent, I have a feeling that the Comic World will be in chaos again.]

[Hashijitan Planet: If only we had joined the Federation, none of this would have happened!]

[Dream on! Hasgitan is already one of the many planets in the Galloli United States. Unlike other free planets, it cannot bypass Galloli Planet to apply for membership in the Federation. It can't even meet the application threshold.]

[It seems that from today onwards, Urbo will become a dead land ravaged by plague (sigh) (lights candle) Unless the legendary God Su of Destiny appears, I seriously suspect that the comic artist forgot about the character of the God Su while drawing? That's why the God Su hasn't shown up for ten years, only living in the memories of Class 6) and in various check-in points related to Qin Su]

Don't be so pessimistic, what if!

Based on my ten years of experience checking in every day, it's impossible, absolutely impossible.

I don't know if Qin Su will appear, but I do know that you old fans are really loyal, you actually...

[What's so special about that? I can fight until I'm seventy or eighty.]

[Ha, as long as Baby 1 appears, I'll kick open my coffin lid, jump out of my grave, and cuddle with Baby 1!]

[To be honest, ten years is not a short time. The people in Class 6 have changed a lot. Some have gotten fat, some have gotten old, some have died, some have been disfigured, some have gotten married, some have divorced, and some have children. I see that the changes on your fans' homepages are almost like those in the comics. Do you think Qin Su will change? I see in other comics that a very powerful protagonist reappears after many years, but he is either older and more charming or he has become ugly and drunk, so destitute that young people cannot recognize him as the protagonist who once dominated the world.]

[Please be aware that the God Su is a god, and cannot be changed in the slightest, OK?]

[Um, Qin Su isn't listed as a main character, nor as a villain, nor even as a supporting character. McCarthy did mention Qin Su, but he didn't get any credit. I wonder if the comic's author loves Qin Su or not (runs away with a pot on his head)]

[Doesn't this further prove that the God Su is beyond the control of the manga author? (sneer) Is it a higher-dimensional being than the manga author?]

[No matter what, they're just characters drawn on paper. You fans are really something else.]

After finishing the setup, Qin Su saw the comments and realized there were still thirty seconds left in the estimated three minutes. He silently pulled up a photo he had taken ten years ago and compared it to his reflection in the mirror for a second. He found that his appearance hadn't changed at all, but his eyes now held an undeniable 'numbness' from years of mechanically repeating the same things, giving him a faint sense of death.

"..."

He'd been working for ten years, so he couldn't possibly be as 'energetic' as he was when he first started. So many years had passed since he last appeared in the Comic World. Whether in the Comic World or the Real World, the changes weren't exactly earth-shattering, but in ten years, many people and things had changed dramatically. Even his 'Pheromones' had undergone years of relentless improvement. Ten years ago, they relied on extracting them from the Zerg and compressing them in large doses to create a powerful, overwhelming effect in an instant. Now, even small doses, with the help of technology, could create a sustained, stable, and overwhelming burst of pressure. Small amounts were still enough.

So, it's only natural that his gaze changed so slightly?

Just as Qin Su had finished convincing himself to stop, he heard an announcement coming from below.

"All sacrifices will become the faint glimmer of light before dawn." Everyone registered in the system has been expelled from their cubicles by various machines, and the emotionless mechanical voices enter the ears of everyone in the confined space.

Qin Su: "..."

A single, casual remark forced so many people to their deaths. This is the first time in my life I've seen a declaration with even thicker skin than his. What's the difference between him and killing someone and then singing and dancing on their grave, chanting "compassion," and then having the person jump out of their coffin to thank him? How utterly immoral!

[This line is always uttered before every strain evolution: "If you don't understand, just ask." Now, before being killed, are we going to get a pep talk too? Those with weak constitutions will be blessed after hearing this... no, judging by this trend, even those with strong constitutions will be blessed after hearing this.]

[You can tell from the censored dialogue that people are using very vulgar language.]

[Urbo resident: Are you crazy? So whoever wants to be this light can be it, why should we be?]

[In the past, there were thousands or tens of thousands of people doing it in a small scale, but this time it's hundreds of thousands. I can't imagine what terrible strains will evolve. Fortunately, they are just paper people. Even if there are corpses everywhere, the sense of substitution will not be too strong. If nothing else, the next sentence will start to spread the plague. There are too many people and the scene is too gory. I will not watch it. I am afraid. When it is over, please kind-hearted people come to my homepage@People are not old yet, they love watching kitty ai videos and they cheated me. Kick me]

[On a conspiracy theory note, has Galloly been cutting off Hasgitan's connections with other planets while simultaneously releasing people from other planets who are unwilling to be accepted into Hasgitan, simply to increase Hasgitan's population and make it easier to use them as expendable resources for various experiments? Is the Pathogen Strain Evolution Plan just one of these experiments?]

"I accept your grace..."

The cricket in his heart stopped, and Qin Su cut off the deadly noise of the broadcast, replacing the mechanical tone of the broadcast with a deliberately low and deep voice. "Sorry."

The familiar death omen made the people hanging in the air close their eyes in despair, but before they could even close their eyes, they heard the mechanical voice that angered them being interrupted by a nonchalant voice.

"?"

'What's going on? Why is this different from the version I heard before?'

The grumbling residents of Urbo opened their eyes in bewilderment.

"???"

At this moment, the soldiers, who were skilled at preparing to unleash the plague, had just as many doubts in their hearts as the residents of Urbo.

'Sorry? That line wasn't in the broadcast settings... Wait, that voice... why does it sound so familiar? It's like I've heard it countless times before?!'

With the same doubts, almost everyone looked up in bewilderment in the direction of the voice, and the moment they looked up, they heard that cold voice again.

Excuse me.

As soon as the last note faded, Qin Su immediately initiated the explosion process, then activated the Comic Capture Camera, exposing himself to the Real World Viewers.

Boom!!

A deafening explosion erupted without warning above everyone below, its sound echoing through the sky. Faced with the sudden blast, everyone instinctively ducked, clutching their heads to protect their vital organs. In the last second before their eyes closed, they saw the massive Spaceship above instantly shatter into countless fragments. Amidst the fragments hurtling outwards like projectiles, a tall figure stood out. They couldn't make out the figure's face, only the hem of his black trench coat billowing in the blast wave...

[!! I knock, I knock, I knock—A true god has descended!]

[Ahhh, this familiar entrance, this familiar figure, it's Baby 1! (Baby 1 screams wildly) Is it an early New Year's celebration? But damn it, why are these shards flying around? Don't block my Baby 1's face!]

[The familiar yet emotionless atmosphere was so cold it made me feel like I was falling over! That's the flavor!]

[Ten years, a whole ten years! God knows how I survived those ten years, sob sob]

[How can this not be considered a lifetime? (tears welling up)]

[After careful observation with a magnifying glass and comparison with footage from ten years ago, the God Su's face and body remain unchanged, just as they were back then. Only his demeanor is colder than before; the entire god looks like an emotionless machine.]

[I agree with the first part, but what's with the second part? Isn't our dorm close enough?]

[My God, will he never grow old? If this isn't considered favoritism, then...]

[That's why it's called a 'God Su'.]

Who said our Boss 1 isn't what he used to be?! Get out here right now and apologize!

[Didn't anyone notice that not a single shard of metal, enough to pierce a person, landed on the person below? Truly worthy of being called Boss Su! Always cheering for Boss Su!]

[Um, I can understand the residents of Urbo, but why would Boss Su protect the army that came to release the plague? (scratching head)]

[Am I the only one who noticed that God Su wasn't wearing Pheromone- blocking patch on the back of his neck today? This doesn't fit the previous setup. Is someone faking it?]

[Are you kidding me? Damn it, those eyes, that nose, that aura, that mouth, that height, those long legs, that waist, those hands—it's obviously my God Su! How could I not recognize him?! Could it be that my god doesn't like wearing Pheromone- blocking patches and only wore them because he didn't want people in Class 6 to keep staring at the back of his neck?]

[I understand now, no one else is as eccentric Class 6]

[I understand. The people here are not from Class 6, nor are they from the Federation. They don't deserve the same treatment as Class 6 and the Federation.]

[Tsk tsk, even at a time like this you still haven't forgotten to save face for Class 6) and the Federation, I really admire you guys, can't it be that Boss Su is going to use Pheromones later so he's too lazy to put it on?]

[I didn't mind you guys calling me "Big Boss" before, but now (pointing to the bottom), what should you call me?]

[(Awakening) Qin - Savior - Su]

Qin Su: "..."

There's no such thing as a savior. He's only ever been himself. And in this hard-won opportunity, he won't allow anyone to be more immoral than him. As for who the immoral targets are... don't worry about the details. The immorality just won't disappear, it will only transfer.

Swoosh--

An invisible shockwave, carrying countless fragments, shot out in all directions from the exploding Spaceship. Countless trembling, huddled, crouching, or lying on the Urbo heard a series of dangerous noises. Their hearts skipped a beat with each sound, but one second, three seconds... a full three seconds passed, and not only did the expected pain not come from anywhere on their bodies, but they also didn't hear any screams or other sounds of being hit, except for the sharp whooshing sounds of air being cut.

These things were all too strange and illogical, so naturally, some people couldn't suppress their curiosity and cautiously peeked through their fingers, not forgetting to secretly turn on their cameras. In particular, when they noticed that Qin Su didn't give the people filming him even a second glance, many people quickly joined in.

Ulbo Mayor and the others, suspended in mid-air, thought they would be riddled with shrapnel, but in the next second they saw an invisible barrier enveloping them all, isolating them from the scattering shrapnel above. They stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the figure in the center of the shrapnel, a conjecture rising in their minds that was rationally impossible but emotionally overwhelming.

'Qin Su?!'

'Under the deliberate control of the Galloli United States, Hasgitan has no contact with any planet in the Federation. (Class 6 has ever met Qin Su in public. What gives them the right? How could he possibly appear under these circumstances... No, no, no, just that scene where a Spaceship that blots out the sky could be reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye without expending any weapons or ammunition, while he himself remained unharmed and even protected others from harm... Forgive them, they can only think of the legendary man whom many call a god.'

The people torn between reason and emotion were not only the residents of Urbo, but also the army, which was also encased in the defensive layer. The difference was that the Urbo residents' eyes, which were fixed on Qin Su's direction, were full of hope, while the army members responsible for releasing the plague kept recalling the scenes related to Qin Su that they had seen before, and their eyes were full of fear.

Five seconds later, just as most people looked up and noticed him, and at the same time the debris from the exploding Spaceship was falling, Qin Su suddenly disappeared from the sky and then quickly reappeared among the residents of Urbo.

Standing on the carefully chosen one-square-meter spot in the center of the rooftop, a spot used for receiving special signals during combat, Qin Su looked directly up at Duru face was twitching abnormally.

Meeting Qin Su's chilling gaze and seeing Qin Su standing opposite him, Duru, the commander in charge of the operation, finally felt relieved and recovered from the sudden change in those few seconds. His slightly trembling voice tried to remain calm as he quickly ordered all the weapons he had brought to be aimed in Qin Su's direction.

"!"

The residents of Urbo, who were still immersed in the speculation that 'Ward is Qin Su, and Qin Su is still standing among them...', had not yet recovered from their ecstatic emotions when they saw weapons pointed directly at them, their eyes wide with disbelief.

What shocked them even more was that they saw the officer who was clearly in charge of the operation staring at Qin Su's location like a madman, giving hurried orders in a distorted voice.

Duru: "Kill him! Quickly, he's there, kill him now..."

"It's noisy."

To ensure he was within the defensive layer and that the 'Pheromone pressure' he was about to release wouldn't escape and weaken its effect, Qin Su interrupted Duru's spellcasting, maintaining his expressionless demeanor. After speaking, he released the 'Pheromones' he was carrying.

An overwhelming sense of oppression instantly enveloped the entire defensive layer. Qin Su, who had made preparations in advance, was completely unaffected. Everyone except Qin Su felt an immense force pressing down on them the moment they caught a faint, cool fragrance. Even the ropes suspending Ulbo Mayor and others in mid-air snapped, causing them to crash onto the rooftop. Almost everyone simultaneously and neatly prostrated themselves on the ground.

[...!! I knew the God Su never does anything meaningless. I hope the Federation fans and (Class 6 fans won't try to glorify themselves next time.]

[Duru, now you've got what's coming to you, huh? (shrugs)]

Is this a question of whether it's arguing or not? (scratching head)

[Don't worry about the details, whatever Su Bao says goes!]

[No way, how can someone still be taking pictures at this Optical Brain? (facepalm) It feels so real, like I'm hallucinating that a big guy in the car behind me is riding on my bike while I'm calling the police and he's taking pictures and posting them on social media.]

[Just realized, if you zoom in on the image carefully, tons of people have their cameras on (laughs and cries) but... it's a god! Oh well, it just means I wasn't in the shot. Even if I were, I'd still be filming.]

[Waiting for Class 6 and the Federation to see these first-hand videos and start to appear calm on the surface while secretly twisting and crawling]

Influenced by Qin Su's Pheromones, the people controlling the Warships lost their connection with their respective Warship, and several Warships, along with the army that came to release the plague, plummeted from a great height.

The moment the Warship began its descent, Qin Su activated the defensive layer and simultaneously released Pheromone- repelling gas, causing the extremely high concentration of Pheromones in the enclosed space to vanish instantly in the open environment.

"!"

Feeling the Warship plummeting uncontrollably, Duru tried with all his might but couldn't get up. His face was touching the Warship's floor, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his head. His Pheromones were surging wildly, trying to resist and reconnect with the falling Warship to avoid his doom. But no matter how he tried, not only was his body out of control, but he also couldn't reconnect with the Warship at all.

Having successfully released his Pheromones, Qin Su watched as all the Warships, carrying the military personnel, plummeted three seconds after leaving his current defensive layer. Confirming the separation of the military and civilians, he immediately activated the second defensive layer, controlling all the falling Warships to isolate the entire military and the plague they brought in a separate, enclosed space. He then controlled the Warships to rise again, returning to the same level as the rooftop where most of the residents were.

The citizens, whose bodies were uncontrollably sprawled on the ground, had just seen a huge mass of things fall before their eyes, and before they could even see clearly what it was, they realized that the invisible mountain that had been pressing down on them had suddenly disappeared.

' Qin Su received the Pheromones. Does this mean Qin Su really came to save them? That's great! Qin Su and the others are saved; they won't die!'

Citizens who had similar thoughts in their minds got up one after another, only to see the dark figures that had just landed suddenly rise up, their bodies involuntarily retreating and crowding together, staring wide-eyed at the army still clinging to the Spaceship.

'So it was them! Of course, they went down, didn't they? Why are they back up!'

Noticing the Warship stop landing and then suddenly rise again, Duru hadn't even figured out what was going on when he met a group of eyes staring at him.

"?..."

What is Qin Su up to?!

[Let's not talk about them, I don't understand either]

I think I understand now.

[As a long-time fan who has been eagerly waiting for the Baby 1 for many years, I also...]

An eerie silence fell as expected, then Qin Su spoke up at the opportune moment, "It's much better now."

Citizen: "!"

'Whatever, as long as it's not directed at them, whatever Qin Su says goes!'

Duru: "...?"

Is this good? Should we take a look at them?

[Duru: Is this true?]

[Su: What can we do?]

[Duru: Politeness? What's so good about you? If you've got the guts, explain yourself clearly! (Roaring)]

[Shu: So what?]

[When I become powerful, I'll be just as arrogant (taking notes). jpg]

As expected, no one dared to speak up, so Qin Su didn't wait for anyone to join in and started the Virus release process.

The plague delivery team, including Duru, was completely wrapped up in layers of protective gear, making it airtight. Based on the oxygen reserves and energy supply carried by each Warship, it was enough for them to coexist with the Virus inside for seven days. After seven days, no matter what kind of Virus evolved, it would be killed by the high temperature and would not have the opportunity to become a sample for further research and spread.

The men brought by Duru had just finished listening to Qin Su's words when they watched helplessly as the plague Virus they brought was released, and heard the faint sound of the gas being released.

"!!!"

At this moment, they finally understood what Qin Su wanted to do. Recalling the scenes they had seen during the previous deployment, their faces were filled with horror, their eyes were full of resistance, and their eyes were bloodshot. They had lost all the calm and indifference they had when they were in charge of the deployment. But no matter how turbulent their emotions were, their bodies were still firmly suppressed, and they did not even have a chance to struggle.

[You guessed right (grinning)]

[Why are you unhappy about it now? I didn't hear that on your broadcast.]

[Although... aren't there too few people? They're just thugs.]

[Doesn't anyone feel sorry for them? They were just following orders; they don't deserve this punishment. (facepalm)]

[Yeah, I thought you guys were good people when you were all so excited, turns out you're a cruel one.]

[Whatever, what's done is done. Anyway, I'm vicious and I won't sympathize with anyone. If you think it's cruel, why don't you go and have a good talk with those who died? (rolls eyes)]

Thirty seconds had passed since the release of the Pheromones. Once the Pheromone's expiration time was up, the instrument that Qin Su had specifically timed to release the Virus showed that the release progress had reached 100%. Duru and the others, who were no longer suppressed by the Pheromones, immediately felt the invisible force pressing down on them disappear. At the same time, the symptoms of being infected by the Virus gradually appeared.

Good news, Qin Su has received Pheromones.

Bad news, Qin Su released Virus.

"..."

'What's the difference between this and eating shit or eating even worse shit?!'

[Does poop even come in different taste levels?]

[He must have eaten it before (shocked face). I don't understand, but I respect and wish him well.]

[Many people inside were wearing gas masks, so they didn't inhale any of the Virus -contaminated gas. @God Su, please take their gas masks off!]

Qin Su: "..."

That won't do. Otherwise, how will others see the scene of them killing each other? If the scene isn't bloody and violent enough, how can it resonate with people? And how can his name regain popularity? It's all his fate.

After mentally cursing Qin Su's ancestors for eighteen generations, Duru recovered and saw his anti-virus mask lying on the ground. A venomous glint flashed in his eyes, and he ordered everyone to focus their fire on the direction where Qin Su was located, attempting to break through the defenses. Even if they couldn't harm Qin Su, those under Qin Su's protection would not have an easy time.

Under Duru's orders, the desperate people were more united than ever before, launching a massive bombardment against Qin Su's location.

Upon seeing this, the residents of Urbo instinctively tried to dodge, but they soon discovered that all attacks were intercepted within the transparent layer. Their hearts, which had been in their throats, slowly calmed down. Torn between tension and fear, the tense and terrified Duru and his companions were filled with impotent rage.

Five seconds after Duru and the others launched their attack, Qin Su stared at the data displayed on the screen showing the changes in the innermost defensive layer under the full force of the attack over those five seconds. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. With practical experience, he could finally confidently say, "It's alright now."

After uttering the last word, Qin Su disappeared from everyone's sight without hesitation.

Qin Su arrived suddenly and disappeared without a trace. Many people were still gloating over the situation of Duru and the others, and before they could react, they found that the place where Qin Su had been was empty.

"!"

"No, where is God?!"

"I don't know, I just blinked."

"To be honest, I didn't even blink. He truly is a god! Those aren't just rumors!"

"So when he said 'It's all over,' he meant that he was leaving once things were finished here!"

"He said 'Excuse me, sorry to bother you' earlier. Was he apologizing for interrupting his evil plan? As expected of the legendary god, he's so polite, waaaaah, I'm so happy!"

Qin Su's sudden departure caused most of the residents who could see Qin Su to focus their attention on Qin Su departure, and few people paid any attention to Duru and the others who were in the defensive layer.

Ulbo Mayor listened to the chatter and speculation of the citizens, he, like those around him, turned his gaze to Duru and his entourage, who were still struggling like cornered beasts, and a clear look of confusion flashed across his eyes.

Why leave them here? This is an intractable problem for Urbo. He checked after Qin Su disappeared. Her authority as mayor has been restored. Although she can access the entire Urbo management system as before, she cannot connect to the defensive layer that is confining the plague and Duru's group in the same space. Naturally, she cannot know when this space will open.

She knew perfectly well that, given the unavoidable potential danger, the best option was to evacuate the residents of Urbo. Otherwise, once the defenses were lifted and the Virus spread, the residents of Urbo and Duru's group would suffer the same fate.

Not only would the Galloli United States not allow it, but no city on the Hashijitan Planet would accept the residents of Urbo.

Having just been rescued from the crisis by Qin Su, she was inclined, from a personal emotional perspective, to believe that Qin Su wouldn't allow the Virus to ravage Urbo. However, rationally, as mayor, she couldn't act on emotion; she had to quickly devise a solution to the consequences of the potential withdrawal of the defenses. Thinking carefully, the thought of Qin Su...

Class 6)

'That's right, when kids think of Qin Su, they immediately think of Class 6. And the Federation today is inextricably linked to Class 6, for whom Qin Su paved the way.'

The enthusiasm of Class 6 for the place where Qin Su left his mark flashed through his mind... A glint of light flashed in Ulbo Mayor's eyes.

The Federation must be very interested in this place now... All these years of Galloli's targeting of Hasgitan, according to Galloli's plan, has clearly led to a dark future for Hasgitan. This rumored appearance of Qin Su... is an opportunity for Urbo, and even the entire Hasgitan, to 'regain light'.

The videos she and others filmed could prove unexpectedly useful during the shoot. She didn't believe Qin Su was unaware of their filming. Since Qin Su knew but didn't stop them, it meant he didn't care at all. So, if the people of Urbo released the footage, Qin Su probably wouldn't care...

"Who is that?!"

"Holy crap, am I seeing things?!"

"I have a strong feeling that things are about to change in Galloley."

Just as Jiang Sheng had a plan in mind, her thoughts were interrupted by the sharp voice of her Secretary. She turned her head to look in the direction of her Secretary's gaze, and her pupils dilated when she saw many familiar faces in the 'cage'.

While Galloley's situation may not be catastrophic, the presence of so many influential figures in the heart of the plague at its epicenter means that, regardless of the true intentions of Galloley and the onlookers, they will be deeply wary of today's events for a long time to come. After all... he truly lives up to his reputation as a god; he doesn't care who his targets are, where they are, or what their status is. If he so desires, he can make them pay with their lives.

If she was still uneasy before, seeing this scene now, her hopes are much higher.

'Galori is about to descend into chaos, and it's related to Qin Su again. The Federation won't let such a good opportunity slip by.'

Jiang Sheng withdrew her gaze from those familiar faces, ignoring their plea for help or their frantic commands, and, in her capacity as Ulbo Mayor, sent the same message to all residents registered in the system.

Having escaped death, every citizen of Urbo present hated the people in the huge, enclosed space who were frantically ordering and bribing them because of the plague. Their eyes gleamed with hatred and glee as they announced what had happened there to the public.

Everyone involved in the 'Pathogen Strain Evolution Plan' was unaware of what was happening. When they opened their eyes in pain, they found themselves already in the midst of it all. For the first time, they clearly saw up close the real-time changes that the strains, which had undergone sixteen rounds of small-scale evolution, were causing to affect the human body. However, no one's previous joy could be seen anymore; instead, their eyes were filled with horror at the sight of the monster.

Before long, they ran out of ammunition, but they hadn't even broken through the first layer of defense. When they got out, anger and fear were intertwined. Whether they were infected or not, their eyes changed. The infected were resentful that some people weren't infected and hated that they were 'different'. The uninfected stared in terror at the people surrounding them, whose skin showed signs of infection.

Tearing, screaming... Red splatter marks appeared repeatedly on the innermost defensive layer. Blood and severed limbs flew everywhere in the confined space. Outside the confined space, countless people watched the bloody and violent scene with indifferent expressions, recording and broadcasting the scene. Sympathy? It didn't exist, it was impossible. Sympathy for the demon Qin Su was imprisoned in the cage was the same person who had betrayed him not long ago and almost become a breeding ground for poisonous strains.

[This is the feel, so satisfying!]

[Based on God's past actions, I knew this would happen! From now on, revenge will be carried out in this way, regardless of whether they are the henchmen in front or the mastermind behind the scenes, they'll all be wiped out!]

[The news spread so widely that Galloley couldn't suppress it no matter what he tried, and Class 6) was already on its way.]

--! Oh no, my room!

--Holy crap, this is a once-in-a-lifetime event! @ (Class 6, what's wrong with you guys? You didn't give me any warning! Seriously... where did you put me in this weird corner?

--This is outrageous! What kind of place is this? What kind of scientific experiment is this? It's clearly just to satisfy their twisted and perverted psychology! (Outrageous!)

--Waaaaah, damn it, I thought I'd never see you again in this lifetime @God Su

--Look closely, and time hasn't left a single trace on Su King's face! (Class 6 has changed, but Su King hasn't changed at all. He's definitely a god!

--Got it, next time I want to see Su, I'll create this kind of terror... (just kidding)

--Dangerous statement, I think you and your entire family want to be eliminated by the God Su.

--After reading the beginning, I was angry that my hands couldn't slap their faces. After reading the end, I calmly and furiously attacked the God Su with my Optical Brain.

Where did Class 6 go?

Although it's not visible, I'd guess the Hyperspace Jump route to Urbo is already overcrowded.

--Boss Su is not from the Federation... no, ptooey, what Federation? He's really been fooled by the brainwashing they've been doing for years in Class 6!

--Okay, if 1King really cared about them, would he still be hanging around in that Urbo, ignoring the Federation? (Eating popcorn)

--Big daring! Wait until Class 6 and their hired trolls come and blast you all, then you'll behave. Don't you understand after all these years? The God Su is their untouchable taboo. Who says the God Su has nothing to do with them? They're all smiles on the surface, who knows what dirty tricks they're up to in private.

--Without accommodation, they were secretly labeled as flammable and explosive dangerous goods by many people.

-- (Class 6: Urbo, right? (Squinting) Very good, marked. Go get it right away.

Inside the eerily quiet Spaceship, after many years, so many people from Class 6 gathered together in the same space again, but they had no mind to talk to each other. During the agonizing journey to Hasgitan, everyone pretended to be very calm and collected while busy with their own things. In fact, they skillfully opened the privacy mode of their Optical Brains and, across a long period of time and a great distance, stared intently at that figure who was still familiar to them through the video related to Urbo.

So many years have passed, and just as they imagined, time has left no trace on Qin Su. They themselves are all more or less different from what they were ten years ago, but their Class Monitor remains the same... no, ten years ago Qin Su still had some presence, but now... they have to admit that Qin Su, whom they've said goodbye to for good, has lost even that little bit of presence. This likely means that Qin Su has truly cast their (Class 6 into the river of memory, no longer giving them any extra attention. Does this mean that Qin Su's appearance on the planet of the Galloli United States this time is to select a new (6) in Urbo...?

No, they refused to accept it.

'So... even though they absolutely hate Hasgitan right now, we have to get... no, we have to help Hashijitan Planet join the Federation and keep it under our noses, no matter the cost.'

Thinking of this, many people in Class 6) looked up and met each other's gaze, their eyes filled with a determined light.

Even if they never see Qin Su again in the rest of their lives, as long as they live, they will never give up any opportunity to bind themselves to Qin Su and strengthen their bond with Qin Su.

[Class 6): What? The Class Monitor doesn't want us anymore and is looking for a new Class 6) instead? Whatever, if we take the place the Class Monitor is looking for, then it belongs to the Federation. The Class Monitor still wants the Federation, and the Federation = Class 6). In short, what he wants is our Class 6). No arguments accepted (death smile)]

[Hashijitan Planet:!! Ah... this works too?]

[I just watched as Class 6) collected Qin Su -related items everywhere +1]

[Hashijitan Planet: Am I an object?]

[@Hasgitan Hashijitan Planet From now on, you don't need to be so strong anymore. Your strength is gone. Class 6) is here, but... God's father received a request for help from the Galloli United States. The Federation will voluntarily provide assistance free of charge out of humanitarian considerations. Does the Galloli United States know about this? (laughing and crying)]

[Galloli United States: Huh? Did I ask you to come? Are you bandits from the Federation?!]

[Federation: What? No request? Whatever, we'll forge it ourselves. We can make up whatever we want.]

[ (Class 6: What? The place where the God Su descended? What are you babbling about? Give it to me!]

[Galloli United States:? Don't I have any dignity? You can just take it as you please?]

[Sophia: Look behind me and say it again?]

[This blessing has also been bestowed upon the Hashijitan Planet; let's quickly thank @God Su)!]

However, which humanitarian aid organization brings so many troops?

[He Muzhi: That's the downside of being president—you're not free; you can only watch helplessly as people mark and clock in.]

Across a great distance, Qin Su, who had left Urbo, watched the live feeds on several screens while his gaze swept over the 'Pheromones' that occupied the entire vast space before him.

Over the years, not only has the Federation been importing and raising Zerg, but he has also been doing so in order to ensure a continuous supply of his Pheromones.

Now, his family lives in a world that not only uses the technology of this world and possesses many weapons that didn't exist in their original world to fight Zombies, but also lives in a floating fortress powered by energy. They also use 'Pheromones'. Of course, in his Parents' world, his mother has packaged Pheromone 'Pheromones', turning them into an evolved 'superpower', while his sister has turned the 'Pheromones' into one of her 'skills'. As a dungeon boss, she recently enjoys using 'Pheromone skills' to 'cast spells' and crush every human caught up in the dungeon, while using various high-tech methods to physically exorcise those who violate the dungeon rules.

In short, for the sake of the family's sustainable development, he absolutely cannot let things fall apart.

That's right...

Listening to 777's conversation with the other systems, Qin Su had an urge to pinch his philtrum.

[Really? My host can successfully survive in the book's world until the very end if he memorizes everything you said?]

[777: Of course it's true! Do I look like I'm lying to you? What good would it do me to harm you? My host became an immortal being through these little tricks! His lifespan is still increasing. Trust me, your world is guaranteed to be perfect!]

The host of 2175 was forced to memorize the key points highlighted in 777. Recalling the content, he asked in a low voice, "Won't people think I'm faking it and kill me for doing that?"

777 confidently and firmly: [Bao won't do that; these are all things my host has verified...]

Drop--

Before 777 could finish speaking, a sharp voice rang in Qin Su's mind. Qin Su hurriedly reminded him, "Don't believe everything you hear," and then saw the words "bug fixed" appear in 777's process. He then heard 777 sigh with relief, "[Another day of doing good deeds! But... ouch, I couldn't find it just now, how come it's back now? Luckily I remember! But... host, what do you mean? Are you hiding something?]"

Qin Su: "... Hehe."

He hid it because he was afraid that the different environment and tasks would harm the other party.

Five minutes ago, due to a bug, hosts from other worlds fell into the Comic World he was in, along with the system. Without hesitation, 777 immediately had someone memorize all the strategy notes it had kept over the years Qin Su, fearing it might cause trouble, remained silent but temporarily blocked it. Unexpectedly, after returning from his trip, he was shocked to find that 777 had managed to trick the host of 2175 into falling into the trap through an internal communication method between systems that he couldn't interfere with. Hopefully... the host of 2175 had heeded his warning and wouldn't blindly follow it. If not... then he would probably see 777's posts on the system's internal Forum being 'dug up' at some point in the future.

Five days later, the host of a certain contemporary romance novel world, following the advice he received from System 777, dressed in all black, wearing a black mask and baseball cap, and with a band-aid on the back of his neck, walked around in front of the male and female protagonists of this world wearing a mask—trying to make his presence known.

Five minutes later, the couple called the police, pointing at the cricket and saying, "He was the one who was lurking around and staring at us suspiciously. He didn't look like a good person at all! I suspect he was trying to kidnap us; the security cameras recorded it!"

Host of 2175: "...?"

Wasn't this supposed to be a cool, attention-grabbing outfit?! What the hell does "attracting the police's attention" mean?!

"..."

Is it opening incorrectly?

A week later, the host returned with a vengeance, Optical Brain... or rather, his brain? He couldn't see the bugs with his brain, but he could still appear at the female lead's birthday party! Thus, at the female lead's birthday party, the host of 2175 wore the Gurkha Trousers, black silk shirt, and red-soled leather shoes that 777 had repeatedly told him to wear, and, not understanding what a cold air bomb was, could only throw ice pucks.

This time it was even faster. Less than a minute after he put the puck down, he was dragged out by security. On the way out, he even saw someone staring at his red-soled leather shoes and muttering, "He's so flashy."

Host of 2175: "..."

This "Manual of Becoming a Master" should be called the "Manual of Becoming a Clown"!

"..."

It knows that other systems that are in competition with it will never be completely open with it! That damned 777 will curse it a hundred and eight times without hesitation!

That's what he thought, but ten days later, Qin Su saw the strategy guide post that 777 had dug up and the comments were as follows:

[System-tested and working! Who says this sharing is bad? This sharing is amazing! (Thumbs up)(Thumbs up)(Thumbs up)]

Below is a reply from user 777 who couldn't distinguish right from wrong:

[System ID 777: You really have great taste and eye for style (snip) (pout) (kiss) (heart)]

[Is this system-compiled or not?]

[The system editor actually wanted to say this a while ago; it does have some merit, for example, some of the tips my host tried actually worked.]

[The system editor is the same as my host (thumbs up)]

Qin Su: "..."

No wonder you see this phenomenon at major tourist attractions, "Everyone gets confused when they see a photo or a blow."

With a sigh, Qin Su realized his time in the Comic World was up for the day and immediately returned to the Real World, expertly opening his tablet to continue reading.

Almost half a month has passed since he left Urbo. During this time, the Federation, as he had hoped, made Hashijitan Planet one of the Federation's many planets as quickly as possible. At the same time, it strongly condemned the Galloli United States. Other Federations and planets that had previously allied with the Galloli United States in an attempt to fight against the Federation in the future have severed ties with it. Class 6) has once again become the subject of heated discussion among the natives of the Comic World. As the one who made Class 6) suddenly go crazy after many years, and whose appearance has remained unchanged for ten years, he has become the center of attention. His Life Points continues to increase at a speed that cannot be calculated by the naked eye.

[ (Class 6 really goes to great lengths to find places where Qin Su left his mark, no matter how far away they are. It's strangely addictive.]

[If anyone says there are no gods in this world, I will ask @God Su to check out my account.]

[I'm telling you fans, don't be so obsessed. Comic characters are created by the comic book author. Of course, the author can make them young if they want to. It's just a matter of the author's strokes. What does it have to do with the character Qin Su himself?]

[Oh, then how do you explain why the author hasn't given him a character introduction yet? It's clearly because the appearance of our God was unexpected by the comic author. Since he's a god who descended into the Comic World, he can't be described through text or settings, understand?]

[Why bother arguing with them? It's a waste of data. Why not just guess when Su Bao will appear next? This time it's ten years, so will we see God Su again in another ten years? Goodness, I'll be forty by then... Hmph, forty is the prime of youth, still perfect for reading comics.]

[As long as our hearts are young, even when we're seventy or eighty, we can still pretend to be mature and calm adults during the day, while in private we enjoy novels, comics, and games. To the eternally young heart!]

[No, that's too cruel. How can I live these ten years without him?]

[Enjoying abalone, lobster, hairy crab, fried chicken, cola, durian pizza, fries, red wine, steak, and cheese -- slurp]

[Thank you, I feel like my future is full of... well, I mean hopes, but I still hope for a specific time. @comic artist]

[Don't tag this comic artist; they don't have any Social Media Accounts and haven't replied to anyone. Just tag Baby 1 directly.]

[Yes, yes, yes Qin Su]

[@KING]

Looking at the screen full of @ comments, Qin Su felt a silent apology. Even he himself couldn't give a specific time when he would reappear publicly in the Comic World. He had always been a disguised god, unable to predict the future direction of the Comic World. The only thing he was certain of was that no matter how long it took, he would definitely appear for the sake of his Life Points. Currently... not long ago, Duru and other key personnel involved in the virus evolution incident were publicly infected with the plague and executed. After suffering from illness and biting for several days, they were then continuously incinerated by high temperatures for three days. It was likely that no one in the Comic World would dare to provoke him for a long time. He could only continue to monitor and try to get involved in all aspects of the situation, always ready to make an effective appearance.