Inside the free hospital.
Grandpa Tuo, Gu Gu Gu, and a man named Titan King were drinking together.
All three loved liquor, so Liu had seated them at the same table.
Titan King's eyes had already been healed by Liu, and for a long time now, he had been helping Proxima b revive its civilization.
He and Two-Dimensional Princess Li Ying had also developed an indescribable affection for each other.
At that moment, Li Ying sat in the distance like a breathtaking sight, gazing at Titan King from afar.
"I am Titan King!"
"I am a fifth-dimensional powerhouse from Four-Dimensional Village! Cluck cluck cluck!"
"I'm Grandpa Tuo! If you're introducing yourself, then introduce yourself properly. Why are you imitating a chicken? Forgive my bluntness—I'm not targeting anyone in particular, but when it comes to drinking capacity, everyone sitting at this table is trash!"
Standing beyond the heavens, Liu could not help laughing when he saw Grandpa Tuo's high spirits and the cheerful scene.
Then.
Liu looked into the depths of the universe.
His five siblings—Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter—were still roaming the depths of space.
They had vowed to find every last "seed candidate" scattered by Oil Buddha.
By now, they had become a force not to be underestimated even across the universe.
They were known as the Young Mercenary Corps, a group made up of gifted youths with supernatural abilities.
But at this moment.
Little Xia had run into a bit of trouble.
Their path had been blocked by Duan Aohua, the supreme commander of the Guardian Alliance, the "cosmic version of Scene Clearer Duan."
"Starship ahead."
"Your armed forces have not been registered. Power down immediately!"
Duan Aohua shouted over the broadcast.
But Little Xia, his expression cold and stern, slowly stepped out of the starship.
Duan Aohua froze