The Centennial War: First Battle

"Ministry of Military, Second Demon-Conquering Army, News Department—Li Youyou reporting!"

It was still that mushroom-cut hairstyle. The military uniform lent her a touch of heroic bearing, but her lively eyes that seemed ready to dart everywhere and the irrepressible curl of her lips made it clear that even after nearly a year, she was still the same girl who wanted to make a huge news story. She had not changed one bit.

"Just for your 'profession,' you even turned down the subsidy. No wonder Red Tiger and Sheng Ying call you Li Bold. You really do have guts."

Zhu Chongba looked at Li Youyou, who had arrived with a team and a pile of equipment in less than an hour.

"But why are there only two of you? Can you handle it?"

Li Youyou loudly declared, "Zhu Shuai, put your mind at ease. It's only a global livestream—two people are more than enough!"

Zhu Chongba waved a hand. "Fine. I don't really understand this stuff anyway. The footage is over there, so go set it up!"

Li Youyou smacked her chest, then turned around. "Junior, Junior, let's go!"

"Senior, th-th-there's a subsidy for this?" It was still that junior, her assistant from Military University. He had grown much more mature, but his courage had not grown at all. He was still as timid as ever, trembling and wobbling as he walked. Who knew whether he had simply gotten used to it—his body shook, yet the equipment did not shake in the slightest.

A leader like this produced subordinates like that, more or less.

"I fought for it, so there should be?"

"Th-th-then..."

"You little junior, what time do you think it is? Is a subsidy more important than the news? We're doing something huge here! What is this? This is