The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

Three minutes later, the moment of silence ended, and Li Weiguo tapped the table to bring the conversation back on track.

"There are really only two things I wanted to discuss with everyone here today!"

"The first thing."

"The General Headquarters has decided to posthumously confer upon Senior Ye Nantian the title of Guardian God of War, with the posthumous name of Loyal and Valiant. His memorial tablet will be enshrined in the main position of the Divine Xia Hall of Heroes, where he will enjoy eternal incense offerings. All his family members will enjoy the highest level of preferential treatment from the state."

The generals all nodded in agreement; this was an honor that Elder Ye deserved, and no one had any objections.

"Okay, next is the second thing."

Li Weiguo's expression suddenly became extremely conflicted, like someone who had been constipated for three days without going to the toilet.

His expression was as strange as it could possibly be.

"About Gu Xu."

Li Weiguo sighed, "This kid has done an incredibly great job this time. He saved over 100,000 troops, stabilized the East China Sea defense line, and even managed to kill four demigods and one source-level projection."

"This extraordinary feat can be said to have saved half of Divine Xia."

"So, the core issue of today's special meeting is... how exactly should we reward this kid?"

Li Weiguo spread his hands, looking at the people below with a helpless expression.

"Give him money? To be honest, he's already ruined the demigods, and the national treasury is empty, so he probably still wouldn't care."

"Quan? He's only eighteen, and he's already the chief of staff of the God-Slaying Army. The next step up is the position of corps commander of a war zone! To be honest, he's still a bit too young!"

"Let's all brainstorm together."

"Whoever can come up with a reward plan that is worthy of his merits without making our command seem too stingy, I will personally decide to award him three months of paid leave."

Silence fell over the meeting room once again.

This time, everyone is truly worried.

Yes, the phenomenon of someone's achievements overshadowing their master is often seen in novels, but it's truly a headache when it happens in real life.

Gu Xu's contribution can no longer be described as overshadowing the leader; it's practically tearing the roof off the headquarters.

After a long pause, Chen Yuan, the head of the logistics department, tentatively raised his hand: "How about... awarding him a grand gold medal? And allocating him a piece of land so he can build his own estate?"

The person next to him immediately rolled his eyes: "Old Chen, how vulgar are you? They can even kill a demigod, why would they need your measly gold and two acres of land?"

"Hey...you can't say that. That kid's actually very greedy! He'd be willing to take these tangible things!"

Another general slapped his thigh: "I've got it! My granddaughter is eighteen this year, incredibly beautiful, and a rare breed at that. Why don't I marry her off to him, and the military will pay for a lavish wedding for him? That would be a way to win him over!"

"Screw you!"

Immediately, someone nearby shouted, "You shameless old man! Is that a reward for Gu Xu? You're clearly just lusting after her body, trying to find a powerful backer to be your granddaughter's husband!"

"Pah! I have twin granddaughters too, if anyone's going to marry, it'll be into my family!"

As the conversation in the meeting room began to veer wildly toward the topic of dating shows, with some of the older men even rolling up their sleeves and preparing to have a one-on-one fight over whose daughter was prettier.

Li Weiguo's head throbbed even more.

Just as Li Weiguo was about to slam his fist on the table and start yelling, the conference room door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

A military doctor ran in, sweating profusely, and forgot to salute, shouting directly at Li Weiguo.

"Minister! Major General Gu... he's awake!"

……

The timeline has been moved slightly forward.

Longjing, the Supreme Command Headquarters, Special Care Ward.

Gu Xu felt like he had a very, very long dream.

The details of the dream are unclear, but one thing is certain—he dreamt that he was chased by a flock of crows for three blocks. The dark creatures flew around and cackled at him, as if they were shouting, "Is there any more food?"

Then he was startled awake.

"call……"

Gu Xu slowly opened his eyes.

What came into view was a pure white ceiling with a row of soft lights embedded in it. The brightness was just right, not dazzling, but enough for him to see his surroundings clearly.

The air was filled with a faint smell of disinfectant, mixed with some indescribable medicinal fragrance.

An oxygen tube was inserted under his nose, his body was covered with various monitoring patches, and several IV tubes were stuck in his arm.

The pale blue liquid of the repair fluid was slowly being infused into his body through the tube.

Standard medical pod configuration.

"I slept so soundly..."

Gu Xu blinked, his thoughts like an old computer that had just been turned on, with each program slowly loading.

East Sea... dimensional rift... abyssal eyeball... the one who will tell you who is dead... four seafood demigods turned to ash...

Oh right, I remember now.

He filled that crack with a large object, and then gloriously fell into a coma.

It was the kind of fall that happened from the sedan chair.

Thinking of this, Gu Xu's lips twitched involuntarily.

It's shameful, absolutely shameful.

The mighty Lord of Calamity met his end by falling face-down from his sedan chair.

If he hadn't realized someone was holding him back in the last moment before he lost consciousness, his handsome face would probably have already merged deeply with the rubble.

However, it seems that they have been sent back to Longjing.

Gu Xu's consciousness gradually cleared, and his body began to regain some sensation.

Although his limbs were still limp, as if all the bones had been removed, at least his brain was functioning normally.

He instinctively wanted to move his fingers.

Then he realized something was wrong.

My left hand—I can't move it.

My right hand—I can't move it either.

To be precise, it wasn't that there was anything wrong with his hands, but rather that both of his hands seemed to be firmly bound by something.

The texture was not like that of a rope or a restraint-like medical device, but rather warm and soft, with a slight dampness.

It felt like... someone was holding my hand?

Gu Xu turned his head with difficulty and first looked at the direction of his left hand.

Good guy.

Su Qiong was lying on the edge of the hospital bed, one hand tightly gripping his left hand, her face buried in her arm, her breathing even and long, clearly asleep.

There were still tear stains at the corners of her eyes, and her nose was slightly red, indicating that she had cried a lot during the time he was unconscious.

What left Gu Xu speechless was that Su Qiong gripped his hand with excessive force.

It was as if he would evaporate if you let go of his hand; his five fingers were almost embedded in the flesh of the back of his hand.

Well, no wonder it can't move.

This isn't a handshake, it's like putting something in a vise!

Gu Xu then turned his head to look at the area on his right.

Jiang Shu, this little girl, is even more outrageous.

She not only held his right hand, but also huddled awkwardly in the chair next to the hospital bed.

Her head rested on his arm, and a glistening line of drool hung from the corner of her mouth, extending all the way to the back of his hand.