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

After Gu Xu signed the document, it felt like a major worry had been resolved, and he felt completely relaxed.

But soon, he turned his head away speechlessly and glanced at Jiang Shu beside him.

Then he stretched out his hand and flicked his finger.

"Ouch!"

A sharp flick landed squarely on Jiang Shu's forehead.

"See that?"

Looking at Jiang Shu, who was covering her forehead with tears in her eyes, Gu Xu earnestly instructed her, "That's what you call efficiency! Stop complaining about having a headache and learn from your sister Qiong what strategic planning is all about!"

"Don't act like a silly maidservant from a landlord's house all the time."

"Do you understand?"

"Mmm... Mmm..."

Jiang Shu was completely overwhelmed by Gu Xu's combined physical and mental instruction.

Immediately, she pouted pitifully, her features almost squeezing together, looking like an unkneaded steamed bun.

Clearly, she didn't dare to confront the legion commander directly, and could only curse him in her heart.

For example, you might find you don't have any toilet paper when you go to the bathroom, or you might find that there's no seasoning packet or even a fork when you eat instant noodles!

When I went out to eat jianbing guozi (Chinese crepes), all the ones I found were thin, non-crispy crispy.

The tofu pudding was all salty and didn't even have cilantro in it!

Looking at the two clowns, Su Qiong sighed helplessly, reorganized the documents in her hands, and held them to her chest.

"Alright, Commander, don't stay in this VIP ward for too long. There's something else I need to tell you in advance!"

"In a few days, a momentous event concerning the future of the entire plane will begin!"

"As Sherlock's most sought-after super ace and human nuclear bomb, it's absolutely impossible for you to be absent."

"Oh? What's up?"

Gu Xu withdrew his finger, looking curious.

Su Qiong took a deep breath and said in a calm but firm tone, "Blue Star Alliance."

Gu Xu paused slightly upon hearing this word.

But soon, he figured out the key to it.

That is, the appearance of higher-dimensional secret realms and the arrival of higher-dimensional projections.

It taught all the demigods in the entire plane a harsh lesson.

He was an exceptionally intelligent person; the moment those four words were uttered, he instantly understood the implications.

Unless their brains have gone completely mad, leaders of all countries must now be fully aware of an incredibly terrifying reality.

Beyond these vast stars, there exists a powerful race and great gods who can treat the Blue Star plane as a speed bump.

In this situation, who would have the mind to fight amongst themselves?

Not to mention, he also brought back the "Blazing Sun Heart" from outside, which was comparable to a concept-level cheat.

Furthermore, with the ability to mass-produce the Source of God.

The number of high-level combatants in Shenxia will inevitably experience an explosive surge.

Given this overwhelming disparity in overall strength, it is no exaggeration to say that the current global situation is completely one-sided.

The old balance of power, where various forces checked and balanced each other, has been shattered beyond recognition.

Now, on the entire planet Earth, there is only one voice that is loud enough: Sheikha.

Therefore, those old men in the General Staff, whose combined age is several thousand years, may have white hair, but their strategic vision is incredibly sharp.

Faced with the inevitable arrival of even more terrifying high-dimensional invasion in the future, if we continue to let each country fight its own battles, it's simply like lining up to feed the monsters.

Since Sheikha currently has the biggest fist, the strongest back, and the most abundant resources.

Naturally, we should seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to bring together all the extraordinary forces in the world.

The formation of this alliance is an inevitable trend.

Shetland is now the biggest magnet; other countries have to come to it even if they don't want to.

Having figured all this out, Gu Xu looked up at Su Qiong again: "So, are the two old men, Zhang Daoxuan and Li Weiguo, planning for me to attend this alliance's founding ceremony as well?"

"That's right."

Su Qiong nodded, her eyes carrying a sense of matter-of-fact: "You are the one who brought back the remnant heart of the blazing sun, and the hero who faced the projection of the old false god and repelled it."

"The representatives sent by each country to this conference are all at least demigod level or even Origin level!"

"If you don't step in to keep things in order on occasions like this, those foreign envoys who are usually so arrogant might have some ulterior motives."

"You just sit there, without saying a word, and the effect is definitely better than any strategic nuclear deterrence."

Gu Xu shrugged, straightened his hospital gown, and nodded solemnly: "Of course. With great power comes great responsibility."

"As a model youth of Shenxia, ​​it is my duty, Gu, to take the lead in this kind of public appearance... no, this kind of thing that benefits all mankind."

Su Qiong was already used to Gu Xu's habit of praising himself anytime, anywhere.

She turned around and said to Jiang Shu, "Alright, I've delivered the message. We should go now."

"Xiao Jiang, go back to headquarters and continue reviewing the files. Try to finalize the list of mid-level generals in the Calamity Army today."

"Let our First Legion Commander rest and recuperate here."

When Jiang Shu heard that she had to go back to looking at those boring files that could hypnotize people, her face immediately fell.

But she couldn't fight against Su Qiong, so she could only reluctantly let Su Qiong drag her outside.

Before leaving, the two waved goodbye.

With a soft "bang," the door to the intensive care unit closed again, and the room returned to silence.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting its rays onto the floor and creating the Dali Garden effect.

A faint floral fragrance filled the air, and the occasional chirping of birds could be heard from the courtyard outside the window.

Everything was so peaceful, so beautiful.

Gu Xu dropped his carefree smile, put his hands behind his head, and stared quietly at the white ceiling.

He knew very well that the seemingly easy peace and tranquility before him was not a windfall.

It was obtained at an unimaginable cost.

All of this is because the timeline was forcibly altered.

It was for this reason that his thoughts involuntarily drifted back to that life-or-death journey to the Silver Moon Secret Realm.

At that time, if it weren't for the fact that my future self, exhausted and weathered by time, hadn't crossed the incomprehensible river of time to come back and lend me a hand deep within the secret realm...

Without the guidance of my future self who gave everything, I would never have been able to walk this path so smoothly today.

If everything unfolds according to that original, cold, and cruel timeline...

Thinking of this, Gu Xu couldn't help but shiver, feeling a chill run down his spine.

Because, according to that damned script, when he finally managed to escape from the insidious trap set by the old false gods and returned to Earth with a narrow escape from death,

What awaits him will not be flowers, applause, and a peaceful hospital room; the East Sea of ​​Shenxia at that time will surely be a purgatory full of devastation.