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

Meanwhile, from the other side of the perspective.

Blue Star Plane, Sherlock Holmes, Dragon Capital.

The Supreme Command Building.

Compared to the relaxed and carefree atmosphere of those big shots from beyond the star system who survived the catastrophe, the atmosphere on Blue Star was so heavy that even breathing felt difficult.

Although the alert has been lifted, a sense of anxiety and exhaustion, typical of the post-war period, still lingers over Longjing.

On the streets, fully armed patrol teams moved about non-stop.

Inside the Supreme Command building, everything was bustling with activity.

Staff officers jogged down the corridor carrying thick stacks of documents, the communications soldier's voice was hoarse from shouting, and a dazzling array of data flashed on the holographic tactical board.

Everyone is working overtime, trying to pull this plane, which has just been forcibly pulled back from the brink of death, back onto the right track.

And on the very top floor of this building.

Office of the Minister of the General Staff.

The atmosphere here, however, was eerily quiet.

The main light in the spacious room was off, with only the holographic projector on the desk emitting a faint blue glow.

The air purification system was humming under strain, trying to draw out the thick, almost suffocating smell of smoke from the room.

"Cough...cough cough..."

A hoarse cough came from deep within the smoke.

Li Weiguo sat in that large office chair, a half-burnt cigarette between his fingers.

The Supreme Commander of Sheikha seemed to have aged ten years in the past few days.

Her once meticulously styled hair was now disheveled and plastered to her forehead, with more gray hairs mixed in than a few days ago.

His eyes were sunken and bloodshot, and he had visibly lost a lot of weight. Even his commander's uniform looked somewhat loose on him now.

He is too tired.

It wasn't the kind of physical exhaustion, but rather an extreme torment where the mind was repeatedly roasted on a fire and then thrown into ice water.

Li Weiguo took a deep drag on his cigarette, the pungent smell of tobacco rushing through his trachea and into his lungs, forcibly dispelling a trace of the confusion in his mind.

He slightly raised his head, his gaze falling on the holographic star map.

The past few days have been an endless nightmare for the entire planet Earth.

Even now, thinking back on it, Li Weiguo feels a chill run down his spine, and his fingertips tremble slightly.

It started with an attack by the Star Hunters.

Those desperate outlaws from the Star Sea were like hungry wolves that had invaded a flock of sheep. In their quest to seize the Blazing Sun's Remnant Heart, they nearly crippled all of Blue Star's high-level combatants!

But it's not over.

The Star Hunters' attack was merely an appetizer.

What truly made people feel uneasy was the overwhelming swarm of Devourers and their kin that followed!

Li Weiguo will never forget the starry sky he saw from the Space Force that day.

The sheer number of monsters and starships was enough to make one's scalp crawl.

Fortunately, Gu Xu was there to keep those terrifying monsters out of the plane.

And after that, a cooperation was reached with Governor Anya of Ashmerkrin, who helped to restart the Sun's Remnant and maintain the crumbling situation!

And just yesterday, news came from Anya again.

The swarm of Fiber-eating insects and the Great God's kin vanished.

The oppressive dimensional pressure that enveloped the outer reaches of Earth, making it hard to breathe, completely disappeared.

The crisis on the Blue Star plane has been completely resolved.

When the news spread throughout the headquarters, the entire building was in an uproar.

Countless staff officers and workers embraced and wept, some even collapsing to the ground and wailing.

Originally, this should have been a wonderful thing.

It is a great victory that deserves three days and three nights of celebration for all mankind.

However, Li Weiguo couldn't be happy at all.

He sat in his office, watching the rising sun outside the window, but the weight on his heart didn't lift; instead, it felt even heavier.

Because what he was worried about was neither the insect swarm nor the Star Hunters.

It was Gu Xu.

In the past few days, there has been no news of the boy who single-handedly pulled Blue Star out of the mire, the boy who was regarded as the pillar of strength by all the people of Shenxia.

Completely out of contact.

It's as if they vanished into thin air.

Li Weiguo knew that Gu Xu had gone to the Dark Star System to confront the source of these disasters—the Lord of Devouring Dimensions, Zogra.

That was a true ancient false god, a terrifying existence that even the Divine Court dared not easily provoke.

No matter how strong Gu Xu is, he is still just a person.

What exactly did he experience in that level of divine battle?

Victory or defeat? Life or death?

Li Weiguo didn't know.

The message Anya sent made no mention of Gu Xu's whereabouts.

The agony of waiting is so agonizing!

"Ring ring—"

Suddenly, the phone on my desk rang urgently again.

Li Weiguo stared at the flashing number, feeling a headache coming on, and had no desire to answer it.

This is the seventeenth call today.

In the past few days, this dedicated line has been running almost non-stop.

The caller was none other than the deputy commanders of the Calamity Army.

With Gu Xu gone, the Calamity Army is leaderless.

Although this elite force on Earth displayed astonishing combat power in the fight against the insect swarm, its strength waned as the crisis subsided.

The news of Gu Xu's disappearance inevitably spread among the military's high command.

Now that there's no news about Gu Xu, how can they not be anxious?

"Minister Li, where exactly is Commander Gu?"

"Is the General Staff hiding something from us?"

Every time Li Weiguo answered the phone, he faced this kind of interrogation-like questioning.

What could he say?

He couldn't very well tell these bastards that their commander had gone to fight the old false god and was now in a state of uncertainty, could he?

If that were the case, those lunatics from the Calamity Army would definitely dare to seize the starship.

They marched towards the Dark Star System to demand the release of their loved ones.

"well……"

Li Weiguo sighed deeply, letting the phone ring echo in the empty office.

He stubbed out his cigarette and leaned back wearily in his chair.

God help me, please don't let anything happen to Gu Xu.

Just as Li Weiguo was frowning and praying for Gu Xu's safety.

Suddenly, a series of hurried and chaotic footsteps came from outside the office door.

The footsteps clattered on the metal floor of the corridor, carrying an undisguised fiery temper, heading straight for the headquarters office.

Immediately afterwards, the anxious and helpless voices of the guards could be heard from outside the door.

"Commander Su! You can't go in!"

"The minister is handling important military affairs and has issued a strict order that no one is to disturb him!"

"Commander Su, please don't make things difficult for us. If you go any further, we might..."

The noise outside the door grew louder and louder.

Li Weiguo frowned, inwardly realizing something was wrong.

That voice, that demeanor—who else could it be but that troublesome old lady from the Calamity Army?