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Chapter 179 - Pomegranate Flavored Sentinel Gong (20)

Translated by Hua Li ^_~

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Sixteen hours after Benjamin was imprisoned, a riot broke out on the Imperial capital star.

When the alarm sounded over the capital, the citizens, long accustomed to air‑raid drills, remained indifferent. Calmly opening their terminals and seeing no drill notice, they casually left complaints on the star net.

: Here we go again. Are they getting paid extra for every drill?

: Yo, there’s actually sound effects this time? Pretty dedicated, huh.

: Once or twice is fine, but this is getting annoying.

: Whoever can break through the Central Star Domain, I’ll respect his whole family. As for the capital star? Just wash up and go to sleep.

But soon, those near the attack site sensed something was wrong.

: I think I just heard an explosion?

: It really blew up! Damn, they’re not for real this time, are they!

: No way. April Fool’s was ages ago, don’t joke around, bro.

: The building across from my place was blown up!

: Everyone get into the escape pods, now!

: It’s real!

: God of the Universe!!

History has a frightening way of repeating itself.

When the genetically modified sentinels stormed into the Parliament, the military headquarters, and the royal palace without warning, people felt as though they were seeing the insane Federation betrayal from the textbooks happen all over again.

Unlike back then, when defenses were at their tightest, this time they were completely unprepared and caught off guard by the modified sentinels’ assault.

Fortunately, because of Xiang Muchuan’s wedding, in addition to the Third and Fifth Legions stationed on the capital star, the Xiang father and son of the First Legion and Marshal Niu of the Second Legion, who had rushed back specially for the wedding, had not yet returned to the border star domains.

Commander Xiang rushed to the Imperial military command center at once, deploying forces to contain the escalating disaster.

“They’re all A+‑class sentinels, Commander—it’s genetically modified troops!”

“Notify civilians to enter the nearest shelters. The Third and Fifth Legions are to rescue the population.”

“Commander, the city guard of Sector 11 has lost contact!”

“Lieutenant Colonel Barton, provide immediate support to Sector 11. Civilian lives are the top priority.”

“Commander, the palace is requesting aid. Traitors have injured His Majesty!”

“Order the First and Ninth Squadrons to provide support. Inform Marshal Niu—His Majesty’s safety must be guaranteed at all costs.”

“Commander, bad news! The Parliament Hall has been bombed!!”

“What are the casualties?”

Commander Xiang’s composure quickly made him everyone’s pillar, but another piece of bad news soon arrived that changed even his expression.

“Commander! Sector 1 has sent an alert—modified sentinels have infiltrated the Xiang estate and blown up the Xiang family residence!”

“Where’s my wife?!”

“The Young Commander has already evacuated Madam and Young Master Yuan safely. He is currently leading troops in combat against the modified sentinels.”

Commander Xiang steadied himself again.

The terrorist attack lasted only half an hour, yet the damage was catastrophic.

Several thousand A+‑class modified sentinels had enough firepower to raze an entire star system. After hundreds of years of conflict between Empire and Federation, both sides were riddled with each other’s spies and moles. With traitors working from within, the situation spun completely out of control. Even His Majesty, who had taken refuge in an escape pod at the first sign of trouble, was nearly killed by a traitor at his side. The Xiang estate was reduced to rubble, a clear measure of how mad these terrorists were.

The one who turned the tide was Xiang Muchuan.

For the first time, he openly displayed the power of a super S‑class sentinel. The white wolf roared and directly devoured the spirit bodies of A+ sentinels. In front of him, these A+‑class sentinels—once called the closest beings to S‑class—were utterly helpless.

“Deputy Captain, how do we fight now?”

Watching the white wolf effortlessly swallow A+ spirit bodies and their encirclement achieve nothing, while Xiang Muchuan led it straight toward them, the one controlling the modified sentinels was drenched in cold sweat.

“Where’s the Captain?”

They were members of the One‑Eyed Pirate Group. Compared to the trash under Old Mike that had been swallowed up by the Professor, these men were Benjamin’s real trump cards.

“He’s been transferred out of the Xiang family prison, but with the star ports locked down, he hasn’t yet managed to withdraw.”

“We’ll head to rendezvous with the Captain immediately. Patch me through to the Imperial command center.”

“Yes, sir!”

The pirates obeyed at once.

“Commander, incoming communication request from the enemy.”

“Put it through.”

The pirate deputy captain, masked with only one eye visible, said, “Open the First Satellite Star Port, or when the sixty‑second countdown ends, we’ll blow up every star port. Don’t believe me? Feel free to test it.”

He then pressed a switch in his hand, turning the countdown display toward them.

At that moment, Commander Xiang’s adjutant reported, “Commander, the Fifth Star Port has been destroyed.”

The one‑eyed deputy smirked provocatively and cut the connection.

Commander Xiang frowned. “Evacuate all civilians near the star ports at once. Demolition specialists are to sweep for bombs immediately. Also, encircle the First Star Port with our warships. If the port suffers another attack, open fire and leave no survivors.”

The Imperial forces weren’t the only ones with misgivings. Once the One‑Eyed Captain learned that Imperial troops outside the capital star had trained their guns on them, he immediately abandoned the plan to blow up the star ports.

“Move!”

The deputy captain didn’t insist on a full‑on fight. There would be plenty of time in the future—so long as their captain lived, this score could be settled slowly.

The starship sped away at full throttle. When the transport carrying Benjamin entered the wormhole of Satellite 01 ahead of them, completed seven temporal jumps, and fully exited the Empire’s Central Star Domain, the deputy finally breathed a sigh of relief. Their own ship was also racing toward the wormhole at maximum speed. Victory was almost in their grasp when a pirate suddenly screamed.

“What are you shrieking about?!”

The deputy cursed, following the trembling pirate’s finger to see a white point ahead.

Only after magnifying the image countless times did they see it clearly—a massive white wolf. It was standing in the void, blocking their path, and on its head stood a man aiming an ordinary‑looking laser rifle at their starship.

“It’s Xiang Muchuan!”

“What’s he trying to do?”

He actually dared expose himself in the vacuum of space like that!

Suppressing his shock, the deputy captain snapped at the panicking pirates, “What’s there to be afraid of? He can’t possibly take out our starship with a laser rifle. Keep going. Even if he’s a super S‑class sentinel, he can’t beat a starship’s firepower. Fire the plasma cannon. We’ll make sure he never comes back!”

Terrified by the sight of their spirit bodies being devoured by the white wolf, the pirates finally recovered some sense at his words.

Seeing Xiang Muchuan pull the trigger, they immediately powered up their weapons and locked onto the silver‑white glow of the white wolf.

The plasma cannon fired—

The beam that had just left the starship collided with the laser point, froze for a split second, then detonated right where it was.

“Deputy!!”

“Get to the escape pods, now!”

But it was too late.

Hit by their own plasma cannon, the starship took critical damage. It shook violently, the lighting flickering wildly, arcs of current snapping, and fixture after fixture exploding.

Everything screamed a single truth:

The starship was about to self‑destruct.

“I don’t want to die…”

“Help!!”

The terrified pirates cried out in panic. Some threw everything aside and lunged for the escape pods. The deputy didn’t move. Using the last seconds of his life, he sent a final message: Captain, avenge us!

He went to his death without fear—so long as the captain still lived, the Empire would one day be buried with them.

Back on the capital star, everyone watching the tracking feed from the orbital surveillance satellites was on edge. The explosion came; the rumble lagged a beat behind, carried to them by the relay signal.

The onlookers licked their dry lips, staring unblinking at the blinding screen. Before the flames had even fully dissipated, Gou Liang was already on his feet.

“Xiaowang?”

Madam Xiang reflexively grabbed Gou Liang’s hand.

Gou Liang tilted his head back to look at the sky and smiled. “He’s back.”

A white point in the sky expanded bit by bit, the blazing flame between the white wolf’s brows entering their sight first.

“Awooo!!”

The white wolf howled, proclaiming their triumph.

Everyone cheered, but the wolf didn’t land. With a sweep of its tail, it scooped Gou Liang onto its back and leapt into the air. The gusts of wind forced the senior sentinels who wanted to ask questions to stagger back, nearly knocking them over. By the time the wind died and they opened their eyes again, the white wolf was gone.

On the white wolf’s back, Gou Liang burst into laughter, stroking Xiang Muchuan’s bare body.

Xiang Muchuan’s physique allowed him to walk freely in open space—but his clothes didn’t have that ability. On this round trip, Young Commander Xiang had nearly treated the entire military to a very explicit photo shoot.

“You’re a rogue before the God of the Universe.”

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

Taking the military uniform Gou Liang pulled out of his life space, Xiang Muchuan changed clothes and brushed a kiss against his unrestrained dimples.

Gou Liang raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself: The one acting like a rogue is clearly you, Your Excellency God of the Universe.

*

Once the situation was stabilized, the capital star underwent six tense hours of alert and screening. Only after confirming that the Federation’s modified troops would not return did His Majesty immediately convene an emergency military council to decide on sending troops against the Federation.

—If invading troops are not destroyed, how can a nation stand? Whoever offends my territory, no matter how far, shall be punished!

This time, the Empire’s major legions reached unprecedented unity.

But after the decision to go to war was made, the Third Legion’s commander, Dykes, spoke up: “As far as I know, this surprise attack by the Federation ultimately stems from the fact that, Commander Xiang, you detained two important Federation hostages. Who exactly are they, and why would they provoke such an extreme act of retaliation from the Free Federation? Don’t you think you owe us an explanation?”

“What we can confirm is that one of them is Jack Litt,” Commander Xiang said. “You all know he’s an S‑class sentinel. Back when our two forces clashed, his starship was blown to pieces, and we never expected him to have survived by sheer luck.”

Dykes looked at him skeptically. “Just Jack Litt alone can’t make the Federation go this far, can he? Besides, that guide who was captured with him supposedly has deep ties with your little guide at home—he lived at the Yuan family estate for ten years and was Mr. Yuan Wang’s pharmacology mentor. If he’s a Federation citizen, doesn’t that mean the Yuan family’s ‘background’ is also questionable?”

“Commander Dykes, are you accusing the Xiang family of colluding with the Free Federation and starting this terrorist attack?”

Commander Xiang’s face darkened.

Dykes was not intimidated. “I’m talking about the Yuan family right now. There’s no need for you to escalate the issue, Commander. Or are you saying that just because your Xiang family vouches for the Yuans, that automatically means there’s nothing wrong with them?”

Marshal Niu hurried to mediate. “Everyone, let’s talk this out calmly.”

Commander Xiang snorted. “Then I might as well tell you—although we don’t yet know his exact identity, we can be sure he’s an S‑class guide.”

Everyone was stunned.

An S‑class guide hadn’t appeared in a thousand years. The few recorded in history had all possessed terrifying abilities that utterly crushed sentinels of the same rank… and now the Federation had one.

Seeing their grave expressions and that they understood the seriousness of the matter, Commander Xiang went on: “The powers of S‑class guides have always been shrouded in mystery. From what I know, this particular guide is capable of hypnotizing others.”

“Kemi passed away long ago. The Yuan family has been bewitched into believing he has risen from the dead. The Yuan family’s records of suffering mental attacks are right there in the main brain’s database. If you don’t believe me, Commander Dykes, feel free to go check. But I’ll say this first—Yuan Wang is not only Muchuan’s 100% compatible guide, he’s also the Xiang family’s one and only daughter‑in‑law. He is one of us. Any baseless suspicion directed at him is something the Xiang family will absolutely not tolerate.”

The room fell silent.

Then His Majesty, sitting at the head with a dark expression, finally spoke. “According to the traitors we captured in the palace, Yuan Wang has undergone genetic modification. How do you explain that, Commander Xiang?”

Before Commander Xiang could answer, the previously silent Xiang Muchuan turned his head and said, “This is the first time I’ve heard of it.”

“Your Majesty, do you really think my guide has anything in common with the genetically modified sentinels you saw today? You yourself have a fused guide. If you insist that someone knows my guide better than I do, and that the credibility of Xiang Muchuan is worth less than that of a Federation traitor, then there’s no need to discuss this any further.”

His Majesty’s face shifted.

Who besides the Federation had been shaken by the ultra S‑class power Xiang Muchuan had displayed today?

Despite his doubts, His Majesty finally only said, “Suspicion must be investigated. There’s no need for you to be so on edge, Young Commander Xiang. Since you personally vouch for Yuan Wang, I will naturally believe you. But you must remember what you’ve said today. If your guide displays any misconduct in the future, you alone will shoulder the consequences.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Xiang Muchuan accepted.

Three days later, the Free Federation announced that the Prime Minister’s son, Benjamin, was an S‑class guide and even moved his wedding with S‑class sentinel Jack Litt forward to boost morale.

Although Benjamin and Jack’s compatibility was only 55%, a pairing of two S‑class partners was enough to work miracles. Fearing the Empire’s ultra S‑class sentinel Xiang Muchuan, the Federation’s forces finally saw a glimmer of hope.

When the Federation’s dual‑S couple stepped into the wedding chapel—Benjamin woke up.

In the prison cell, Benjamin’s eyes were stabbed by harsh white light.

Shaking off his dizziness, the first thing he noticed wasn’t his surroundings but Jack Litt, who was trussed up opposite him.

A flash of viciousness passed through his eyes as he immediately launched a mental attack at Jack.

If not for this idiot, how would he have ended up as a prisoner!

Although he had triggered his emergency transmitter before losing consciousness and was confident that the modified sentinels he had spent decades cultivating would break him out, that rescue did not include Jack, this imbecile. At this moment, Benjamin wanted that useless fool dead even more than the Empire did.

Yet the S‑class mental attack that could easily destroy another sentinel’s spiritual domain produced no reaction at all from Jack.

Only then did Benjamin realize that the Jack Litt before him was merely a projection.

He understood at once: putting Jack’s projection in front of him was meant to provoke him.

Benjamin had seen too many storms in his life to take the bait. He relaxed and looked around calmly.

He was bound to an interrogation chair much like Jack’s projection. Seeing that he wasn’t drugged or sedated, he merely lifted his gaze toward the camera.

He smiled. “Xiaowang, you’ve really grown up. You’ve made Grandpa Kemi look at you in a new light.”

The disguise potion on his face had been completely removed, revealing his true appearance.

This eighty‑year‑old guide, forever stuck at fifteen in appearance, vaguely resembled the Prime Minister’s son seen in news reports—but his lifeless eyes could chill the soul. When he spoke in that aged, rough voice with that gentle, loving expression, it was truly unnerving.

Gou Liang did not disappoint him. Soon, Jack’s projection disappeared and was replaced by a communication window showing him and Xiang Muchuan.

“Grandpa Kemi.”

Gou Liang looked at him steadily, his eyes tinged with sadness yet filled with resolve.

Benjamin glanced him over. “Even if Grandpa Kemi couldn’t escape, why don’t you have them untie me? You don’t really want to talk to me like this, do you?”

Gou Liang shook his head. “You… can’t… die.”

It took Benjamin a moment to realize that he meant they had to keep him tied up to prevent him from killing himself.

Like hearing the world’s funniest joke, Benjamin burst into uncontrollable laughter, even to the point of tears. “Little darling, you’re still as lovable as ever.”

Busy sorting through classified intel from the Federation, Xiang Muchuan had let them talk undisturbed. Only now did he glance up at Benjamin.

At length, Benjamin’s laughter subsided. “Little darling, you’re far too sweet. Rest assured, Grandpa Kemi won’t die. I’m still waiting for you to come back to me. I definitely won’t tie you up then. Do you remember? You used to love following me everywhere. I’m sure you’ll like living that way again.”

Looking utterly composed, Benjamin worked the stiffness from his neck and asked, “So, what time is it now?”

Seeing his unworried, confident demeanor, Gou Liang said, “You’ve al‑already been asleep… for three days.”

Benjamin’s face finally changed.

In his plan, his men should have attacked the capital and freed him within twenty‑four hours. How could three days have passed with no sign of them?!

“Thr‑three… days ago, mod‑modified sentinels laun‑launched a sneak attack. They suc‑successfully rescued… two hostages.”

Gou Liang kindly filled him in. “Grandpa Kemi, now ‘Benjamin’ and ‘Jack’… are married. Are you… happy?”

As he spoke, he brought up the broadcast of the wedding ceremony. It was the Federation star net’s top headline: Live coverage of the world‑shocking wedding between S‑class guide Benjamin and S‑class sentinel General Jack.

Benjamin’s eyes flew wide in disbelief—on the livestream, two people who bore the faces of the Prime Minister’s son and Jack Litt were exchanging vows before the God of the Universe, with the Prime Minister himself officiating.

What was going on?!

Benjamin’s voice turned cold. “So it was your disguise potion. But you can’t possibly have copied their spirit bodies. Aren’t you afraid that—”

He suddenly broke off.

On the broadcast, the guide and the sentinel agreed without hesitation to the spiritual fusion portion of the ceremony. To reassure the public, the Federation had even set up scanners to display their spirit bodies. When the python and green peacock appeared, the readings on‑screen clearly showed: S‑class.

This wasn’t faked. Even if their spirit bodies could trick the machines, they could never fool the many A‑class sentinels and guides witnessing the ceremony.

How could this be? How could there be a second person in the world capable of copying spirit bodies?

Had Gou Liang awakened this ability outside his life space as well?

Xiang Muchuan answered for him. “There’s no need to doubt it, Mr. Benjamin. They’re your own masterpieces. Once they gain full control over the Federation’s military and government and then return to the Empire with the entire nation in tow… isn’t that quite a spectacle?”

Benjamin was about to unleash a torrent of curses, but Xiang Muchuan cut the connection before he could.

He ruffled Gou Liang’s hair and, hearing the sound of his breathing, comforted him softly, “Don’t be sad.”

“Mm.” Gou Liang let out a small breath and smiled. “I have… you.”

Xiang Muchuan smiled and kissed his lips.

Twenty years later, the Federation’s new Prime Minister “Benjamin” shocked the universe with one move: he pledged allegiance to the Empire.

The rebellious Federation legions were personally cut down by his partner, “Jack Litt”. After nearly four centuries, the Free Federation once again returned to the Empire’s embrace.

Just as Xiang Muchuan had said, so what if the Yuan family were “spies”? As long as the Federation fell, it didn’t matter.

And he truly made it happen.

On the day of reunification, a day of universal celebration, Commander Xiang insisted on handing over his burdens to his son and going home to accompany his wife.

Xiang Muchuan did not refuse; he only said, “Dad, Xiao Keng’er and I have been married for so many years and have never gone on a honeymoon. We’ll take one now and come back afterward, all right?”

Before Commander Xiang could answer, Madam Xiang had already agreed repeatedly.

And so, after serving in the military for over thirty years without a single day off, Xiang Muchuan only returned to lead the First Legion three years later, after finishing his honeymoon with Gou Liang.

Even when their lives came to an end, their story continued to be passed down through the Empire. Whenever people mentioned them, the conversation always went like this:

“Do you know Marshal Xiang Muchuan?”

“No, I only know the Empire has one man completely obsessed with his spouse.”

They supported each other for life and left the world hand in hand, bequeathing a love legend that would shine through the ages.

In the sea of consciousness, Gou Liang quietly hugged the white wolf plush toy he and Xiang Muchuan had made together, saying nothing for a long time.

The system watched him worriedly. “Master, what’s wrong?”

Gou Liang smiled. “Even though I know we’ll see each other again soon, I don’t know why, but every farewell… feels harder than the last.”

“Master…”

Moved to tears by this rare burst of sentimentality, the system’s eyes brimmed.

Gou Liang said, “All right, send me to the next world. I can’t wait to find out what he tastes like there!”

He licked his lips greedily.

The system: “…”

Well, for a foodie like Gou, there was no problem soul power couldn’t solve. If one mouthful wasn’t enough, then two!

【Ding, world transfer countdown initiated!】

Just then—

Gou Liang’s soul‑coin balance updated:

Soul No. 748748888 has gifted you 66,666,666 soul coins free of charge at Time‑Space Calendar Year X, Month X, Day X, Hour X, Minute X, Second X.

Soul No. 001 has rewarded you 6,000,000,000 soul coins free of charge at Time‑Space Calendar Year X, Month X, Day X, Hour X, Minute X, Second X.

And that concludes this arc 🥳!!! Like I said I am taking a hiatus for a month or so. Let’s meet up soon, cuties (～￣▽￣)～