Villain? No, I'll catch up with the protagonist after passing the civil service exam.

A strong, slightly fishy scent of roses wafted towards me.

Three tear-streaked faces were so close they could see the fine shimmer of their alien-colored foundation. Their three pairs of red lips were pouted, about to press against Lu Jingyan's cheek.

Lu Jingyan did not cancel.

He reached his right hand to his waist, his long, slender fingers gripping the black carbon fiber baton. His thumb pressed down on the spring-loaded buckle at the bottom.

With a crisp "whoosh" sound.

The two metal rods sprang out instantly, carrying a sharp gust of wind.

The cold, hard tip of the rod pressed firmly and accurately against the front, precisely wedged at the center where the queen's three slender necks met.

They managed to maintain a safe social distance of half a meter.

The Queen's forward lunge was forced to a halt. The gentle head on the left froze, tears welling in its eyes.

"You...you poked me with a stick?" Her voice trembled, choked with sobs.

Lu Jingyan exerted force with his wrist, using the baton to push the soft flesh outward by half an inch.

"Please be mindful of the impact in public places."

He held the baton in place, smoothing out the wrinkles in his suit jacket with his left hand. His voice was as cold and hard as cast iron, devoid of any warmth.

"Also, put away those intergalactic betrothal gifts you've given."

The arrogant head in the middle, its cheeks flushed with anger, gritted its teeth and shouted, "You wouldn't take dark matter from three galaxies? Are you out of your mind?!"

"According to the relevant provisions of Chapter 8 of Earth's 'Regulations on Disciplinary Sanctions for Public Officials'."

Lu Jingyan stared at her and explained the law, word by word.

"Public officials are strictly prohibited from accepting any form of large-scale gift of property. The mining rights you just mentioned constitute an exceptionally large amount of intergalactic bribery."

Bruce stood in the corner and tapped the keyboard on his tactical arm guard a few times.

"The lord is right." The Dark Knight's hoarse voice came through. "If the amount involved were converted into Earth currency, it would be enough for you to work on a sewing machine in the highest interstellar prison for 100,000 years."

Zhao Tiezhu, holding the antimatter machine gun, couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing.

"That's right. Getting a wife means risking most of your future. Anyone who does this is a fool."

He touched his bald head, looked the Queen’s three heads up and down, and kept making sarcastic remarks.

"Besides, young lady, it's not that our director has high standards. This buy-one-get-two-free deal is so good, it's impossible to fit it all on anyone's household register!"

The fanatical head on the Queen's right suddenly turned around, staring intently at Lu Jingyan, its eyes bloodshot.

"You won't even accept bribes? You absolutely have to be so rule-abiding?!"

She was panting heavily, seemingly overwhelmed by this extreme coldness, and tried to push forward again.

The metal head of the baton sank into the soft flesh of her neck, and Lu Jingyan's grip did not loosen in the slightest.

"Furthermore, there are differences in biological aesthetics based on carbon-based humans."

Lu Jingyan looked at her and gave his final verdict.

"Our visual nerves are ill-suited to this multi-core parallel head architecture. A mismatch in aesthetics won't work; forcing it won't yield positive results. Take your fleet and let's go."

This sentence became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"Wow--!"

The left side of the head collapsed first, opening its mouth and wailing uncontrollably.

Alien eyeshadow mixed with tears smeared all over his face, turning into a dark, muddy mess.

"He thinks I'm ugly! He thinks we have too many heads! Waaaaah..."

The person in the middle couldn't hold back any longer, biting their lip until tears streamed down their face.

"Get out! All of you, get out! What's so great about you? I don't even need a blockhead like you!"

The right side of the head was crying, but it was still looking back with reluctance at the baton pressed against its neck.

"You just wait, I'm going to commit a big crime sooner or later, and you'll have to come and arrest me yourself..."

Three mouths simultaneously emitted cries of varying pitches, so loud it hurt one's eardrums.

The queen pulled up her shimmering gown, slipped on her openwork crystal high heels, and staggered as she turned and ran back.

The royal guards outside rushed forward to help. A group of people hurriedly gathered up the red carpet, not even having time to turn off the remaining holographic rose petals.

"Retreat! Set sail immediately!"

With a roar choked with sobs, the Royal Navy's hatches slammed shut.

The engines spewed out chaotic plumes of exhaust. This vast fleet, like stray dogs, wailed and cried as it sailed into the depths of space.

The hall finally quieted down.

The ventilation system hummed softly, trying to draw away the lingering sweet, pungent smell of roses from the air.

Lu Jingyan withdrew his hand.

He glanced down at the carbon fiber baton. A few glittery pieces of alien powder clung to the tip, shimmering under the light.

The man frowned slightly, took out a disinfectant wipe from his pocket, carefully wiped the baton clean, and threw it into the trash can.

"Snap." The baton retracted and was hung back on his waist.

Zhao Tiezhu came over and bumped Bruce's arm with his shoulder.

"Old Bu, do you think our director is made of iron? He was practically throwing money at us from such a huge galaxy, but he managed to shut us down with just a few words of law."

Bruce adjusted his black-rimmed glasses, and the data on his tactical goggles returned to normal.

"This is called absolute belief in the rule of law. In the eyes of the superiors, everything in the universe is divided into only two categories: legal and illegal."

Lu Jingyan walked to his desk and picked up the now-cold West Lake Longjing tea. The tea hadn't even touched his lips yet.

"Waaaaah—waaaah—"

A piercing, highest-level red alert rang out without warning over the spaceport dome.

The blinding red holographic projection light turned the entire office blood red.

"Splash!"

The quantum sphere in front of Su Xiaoxiao flickered wildly, bursting out a long string of garbled characters.

"Boss! The radar on the outer perimeter of the spaceport has detected an unusually high-energy response!"

The girl's hands left afterimages as she typed on the floating keyboard, her voice tinged with panic.

"It's not an alien fleet, it's a miniature tactical spaceship! It has shut down all its deceleration engines!"

Lu Jingyan put down his teacup and slammed his black combat boots onto the ground.

He strode to the panoramic floor-to-ceiling window.

His deep black eyes stared at the starry sky outside. In his field of vision, a silver metallic lump with flames was heading straight for the spaceport at a suicidal speed.

"It's not slowing down? It's going to crash into the harbor!" Zhao Tiezhu grabbed the antimatter machine gun, pulled the safety, and yelled, "Damn it, we just got rid of one horny guy, and now this reckless one shows up!"

The outer shell of that miniature spacecraft was glowing red from friction with the atmosphere.

It completely ignored the spaceport's aviation control instructions and forcefully broke through the outermost energy traction network.

"BOOM—!!"

A deafening, earth-shattering roar.

The entire space city shook violently. Dust fell from the ceiling in a flurry.

The spaceship, with its face slammed into the ground, carved a deep, scorched trench over a hundred meters long into the alloy surface of the landing pad.

Sparks flew and thick smoke billowed.

The front half of the spaceship's canopy was completely deformed, emitting pungent black smoke, and came to a steady stop less than fifty meters from the police station gate.

The alarm sounded throughout Zone C.

Bruce picked up the electromagnetic pulse gun, ducked down, and hid behind a load-bearing column.

"The engine of this spaceship uses the Earth Defense Force's third-generation warp drive technology."

The Dark Knight stared at the plume of smoke, his voice barely audible, "This is one of our own ships."

Zhao Tiezhu swallowed hard, his finger on the trigger, his eyes fixed on the smoking hatch.

"Someone from our department? Who's piloting this spaceship so recklessly, like they're in a rush to be reborn..."

"Bang!"

A dull metallic clang interrupted Zhao Tiezhu's mutterings.

The hatch, which had been wrecked and deformed from the impact, was violently kicked open from the inside. The heavy alloy door panel flew a long way and crashed to the ground.

Amidst the thick smoke, a slender figure stumbled out.

The man was wearing a heavy, pure white spacesuit that was clearly a size too big, and the glass visor on his helmet was still stained with black engine oil from the impact.

She was panting heavily, and because the spacesuit was so heavy, she walked like a clumsy penguin.

Su Xiaoxiao stared at the close-up of the surveillance footage on the big screen and suddenly froze.

The girl rubbed her eyes, pointed at the stumbling white figure, and stammered.

"Boss, the paint on that spaceship looks like the logo of our Earth headquarters special operations team... And what about the person in that spacesuit? Could it be... my sister-in-law coming to kill us?!"