After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

Planet Aisolan, one of the temporary settlements for transmigrators after their home planet fell into the spiritual universe.

The sudden defeat cast a shadow over everyone's hearts. Indeed, people must return to dust, and going against the laws of nature is to leave trouble for the future.

"I thought that Dark Lord was just part of the game's plot." Li Wushou, dressed as a sword cultivator, came to Oswald's side, leaned against some kind of fungus that was hundreds of feet tall, and sighed heavily.

"Don't talk about game plots. I went to the game world. No matter how well the story is written, it's not as outrageous as reality."

Oswald shook his head, then rubbed his face vigorously to cheer himself up.

"You've been changing your physical body quite frequently, but how's your soul...?"

Li Wushou asked with concern, since their systems were friends and their relationship was naturally closer than that of other transmigrators. Li Wushou was also the sponsor of Oswald's first weapon.

That's right, the Spirit Wind Sword was taken from him by the leader, as were some of the magic array talismans.

Incidentally, Li Wushou's system is also a huge pitfall. High EQ: hard work and a tough style; Low EQ: you've already transmigrated, what more could you want?

Li Wushou knew Oswald's real name, but during their joint operations, he also discovered that calling him by the name Oswald elicited a more acute response.

With the system's protection, how could he still manage to ruin his soul like this? If Oswald hadn't been so emotionally stable, Li Wushou was afraid he would have said, "I can't tell, I really can't tell..."

"The corruption of spiritual power is difficult to eradicate, but it is all worth it as long as it can kill the enemy."

"Yes." Li Wushou patted his shoulder. "Thanks to you, we were able to eliminate so many transmigrators from the opposing faction."

In terms of offensive capabilities, Li Wushou, as a terrifying figure in the cultivation world capable of opening the Heavenly Gate with a single sword strike, is by no means inferior to any of the transmigrators present.

But everyone here is a transmigrator, and they are bound to the system during the battle. Everyone who can come to this battlefield has a few treacherous trump cards and life-saving moves.

However, Oswald is one of the few beings who can bypass the system and directly attack the soul of a transmigrator. Once the power of lust begins to erode, some weak systems will quickly abandon the transmigrator they are bound to...

"Once we control the surrounding star systems, drive out the rebels, and pull our home planet back out of the spiritual universe, we won't have lost. And this time, we must build a better home on it, so that everyone can live a relaxed and happy life."

"Chatting with you, brother, makes me feel so much better." Oswald smiled warmly. Li Wushou was a very optimistic person, and he could always help him dispel the gloom in his heart.

A better home, yes, we must all strive for it.

"You must have quite a few female admirers in your world, right?" Oswald asked, raising an eyebrow as he pulled out a cigarette.

"I can't compare to you, you have two wives who love you. As for me, I'm a lonely bachelor wherever I go, the epitome of yang, though I do run into a few girls no matter where I go. Um... they seem to dislike me?"

Li Wushou imitated the girl's tone and movements with remarkable accuracy.

"Hmph, Li Wushou, you've been chased by your enemies again, haven't you? If I hadn't been passing by, you would have been in real trouble this time. Hmph, don't overthink it, I was just standing up for justice, not for your reward."

Upon hearing this, Oswald silently applauded. Classic, so classic.

"Cough, I almost forgot, what year were you born, bro?"

With a sigh of disappointment, Li Wushou blinked and pointed to himself. "Me? I'm from the 80s generation. What's wrong with that?"

"That's not surprising, that's not surprising."

Oswald silently offered his blessings to his elder brother. Some things are better left unsaid; it's better to let him discover them for himself. After all, the average lifespan in the cultivation world is very long, with hundreds of years passing in the blink of an eye.

[In Galaxy Three, the Chaos Army is gathering. There are suspected transmigrators controlled by an evil god. Please depart immediately.]

Upon receiving the order, the two stood up, nodded to each other, and the system began transmitting spatial coordinates. One after another, beams of light flew out of the planet and into the dark depths of the universe, streaking across the sky like shooting stars.

……

"Oktavia, remember your mission. From now on, you will be Ice City's next lead singer!"

On the balcony of the Duke's mansion in Ice City, facing the rising sun, Luna, dressed in a white and blue military uniform, lifted the infant Octavia high in the air, and cheers erupted from the densely packed street.

As the music played, the entire city transformed into a sea of ​​joy. The unprecedentedly grand celebration washed away the gloom of the past. People sang and danced, and the elderly women from the intelligence department shed tears, all celebrating the arrival of the new life.

"Don't keep spouting nonsense just because no one can hear you."

With a helpless expression, Elena got up and took the child from Luna's arms. Her loving demeanor was a far cry from her former decisive and efficient manner.

"Her father is a very learned man, and I hope that when Octavia grows up, she will become a scholar who can answer the questions of her people."

Alini actually envied Jenny, because Jenny's lectures always attracted a large audience. And a person's life requires not only material security, but also spiritual strength.

"Well, she's still a baby, how can she be making such life choices?" Jenny found their words amusing. She actually hoped Octavia would become an excellent politician, just like her excellent parents.

"How children grow up depends on how hard we try."

Earl Murphy, who had witnessed the birth of three generations of the Charles family, chuckled and then picked up a beautifully wrapped gift and placed it on the table.

Luna quickly picked up the gift, opened the box, and found a gradient crimson gemstone larger than a pigeon egg inside.

Even as a little girl, Octavia's appearance already hinted at her future; her hair was black, inherited from her father, and her eyes were crimson, inherited from her mother.

Luna sighed, carefully put the gift away, and placed it beside Elena. "Count, aren't you being a little biased? We're such good friends, and you've never given me a gift."

"I did give it to you, Miss." Mofi picked up his teacup and took a leisurely sip. "It was a priceless sapphire, but you lost it."

Luna was speechless. It seemed... there was such a thing?

"Thank you, Earl, for your trouble."

After her daughter was born, many people rushed to give Elena gifts, but Elena, who was greedy for money, did not accept them all, and only accepted the gifts from her core members.

Count Peter had intended to sew a lovely little dress himself, but by the time Octavia was old enough to wear one, the style would probably be outdated. So this time, he gifted her an evergreen plant, symbolizing a girl who would always be beautiful, which Eleanor transplanted to the garden.

Commander Red, who guarded Ironlake City, was much more straightforward and brutal: a pure gold puppy doll. Alene was so angry she wanted to slap him to death. Even in five years, little Octavia wouldn't be able to lift that pure gold toy.

Paul and Leia, a married couple, jointly crafted an alchemical amulet. The alchemical materials were very precious, all brought by Paul from the deep mountains, and many magical beasts suffered tragic fates as a result.

Jane's gift was her old study notes, which detailed a saint's experiences and observations in many regions.

After racking their brains, Erian and Federico finally decided that one of them would give a steel warhammer and the other a small white tiger-skin umbrella.

It's all about the sentiment behind the gift. There aren't many things two soldiers can think of, except for the cunning Reid, of course.

As for Luna, she hadn't decided what to give yet, but after seeing the alchemical artifacts Paul brought, she already had an idea.