Collapse Iron: My Past Life Revealed, I Was Everyone's White Moonlight

The air in the laboratory instantly dropped to freezing point.

Meanwhile, the audience outside the canopy was filled with righteous indignation.

Wait, who is this general? He's got such an imposing presence!

[What is waste? Miss Firefly is a living, breathing person!]

Bureaucracy is a killer! Such excellent technology, such strong soldiers, and he actually wants to use them as cannon fodder?!

[The Grammer Empire...it feels like it's doomed. Not only are there Zerg swarms outside, but the generals within are such idiots?]

[Even though he's an idiot, he's still a lieutenant general, right? Sam won't be in trouble, will he?]

[It's hard to say. After all, a lieutenant general holds real power in the military, and Sam... to be honest, I still don't know his identity.]

[He should be fine, right? After all, everyone at Titan says Sam has the Queen's favor...]

In the sky, Sam finally slowly turned around.

He was still wearing that white mask, making it impossible to see his expression.

"you?"

"You're ordering me around?"

Sam chuckled, but his laughter was full of undisguised sarcasm.

"General Titan, have you forgotten that, with Her Majesty the Queen's approval, I am the highest-ranking person in charge of the 'Firefly Project'?"

"According to Article 37 of the Imperial Supreme War Law, core research projects of Grade A or above have supreme command authority independent of the military."

"Therefore, I have the right to refuse any military movement that I consider 'unreasonable'."

"And what you call an 'order' is, in my opinion, completely unreasonable."

"Sam, you...!"

Titan's face instantly turned a deep liver color.

"And one more thing," Sam interrupted him, his voice suddenly turning cold, "about the talk of 'waste' and 'consumables'... I hope this is the last time I hear it."

He walked step by step toward General Titan, his seemingly calm steps carrying the imposing presence of a thousand troops.

"Ryuki is my younger sister, and also the sole designated pilot of this 'Firefly IV'."

"She is not a cold weapon, nor is she a disposable item that can be discarded at will."

"She was human, and she and the Grammer Knights were heroes who sacrificed themselves for the Empress and the Empire!"

"Without them, a useless nobleman like you, with neither achievements nor strength, who can only rely on your family's past glory to live a life of idleness and self-aggrandizement, would have long since become a piece of rotten meat in the mouths of the insect swarms outside the city!"

Sam walked up to Titan and looked him straight in the eye through the mask.

"So, if you dare use that word to refer to her again..."

"I'll show you firsthand what it means to be 'scrapped'!"

In that instant, an indescribable aura of terror erupted from Sam.

That wasn't murderous intent, nor was it oppressive power.

Rather, it is a kind of...cold, absolute will, like the laws of the universe.

It was as if, if he so desired, the Imperial General before him could be completely wiped out physically in the next second.

General Titan was so frightened by this aura that he retreated repeatedly, his face turning pale and cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

He looked at the masked man in front of him, and for the first time, a feeling called "fear" appeared in his eyes.

This madman...

He's a madman!

finally.

Titan left the laboratory in a sorry state, saying, "You just wait, you'll pay for your arrogance!"

With Titan and his group gone, the armory returned to silence.

Sam shook his head.

What kind of things are these?

"Alright, that's all. You can continue with your work."

Done.

Sam left the development room and returned to the laboratory.

But to Sam's surprise, Firefly, who had just finished treatment, learned about this from the researchers.

When Firefly saw that Sam had returned safely, she breathed a sigh of relief.

He then lowered his head, his voice tinged with guilt and unease: "Brother Sam... I'm sorry."

"Have I... caused you trouble?"

She had learned the whole story from the researchers.

I also know that this whole thing started because of her.

She had heard of the Titan General; he was a member of a powerful family within the Empire.

Sam offended such a powerful figure for her sake...

Sam felt a little helpless seeing Firefly's disappointed look.

Those researchers don't do proper research; all they do is gossip all day...

"Troublesome?" Sam sighed and reached out to gently ruffle her hair.

His movements were gentle, a stark contrast to the icy aura he exuded when confronting the Titans.

"Don't worry, a fly buzzing in your ear is no big deal."

"Besides, Her Majesty the Queen promised me this, so no matter how angry he is, all he can do is bark and howl."

Liu Ying looked up at him.

Although she couldn't see his expression through the mask, she couldn't see it.

But she could feel that his gaze was warm and reassuring.

"But……"

"No buts," Sam interrupted her. "You just need to remember, you're not some kind of waste."

"You are my sister, Sam's sister, and the only owner of that mech."

He paused, his voice becoming even softer.

"Besides, how could I let someone else steal the gift I gave to my sister?"

talking.

He produced a small metal pendant from somewhere and handed it to Liuying.

The pendant has a unique design; it's a firefly with outstretched wings, ready to take flight.

The firefly's body is made of an unknown black metal, and its tail is inlaid with a gem that emits a soft green light.

"This is..." Liu Ying stared blankly at the pendant.

"This is for you." Sam placed the pendant in her palm. "Consider it... an early celebration of the upcoming birth of Firefly IV."

"It can be considered the first mark on it that truly belongs to you."

Holding the still-warm pendant, Liu Ying felt her heart begin to race uncontrollably again.

She lowered her head and looked at the tiny "firefly" in her palm; her eyes welled up with tears.

A personal...firefly.

……

Beyond the celestial canopy lies the Chang Le Tian (Chang Le Heaven).

"Wow, another head pat! And a gift!" March 7's eyes sparkled. "Lu Li, you're so good at this!"

"I want a present too!"

Lu Li: "..."

You want to go find that Sam?

Why are you looking for me?

Here's the gift back... How about I give you a really big slapstick?

To Lu Li's surprise, he hadn't even finished complaining.

Kafka's fingers suddenly brushed lightly across his neck, sending a shiver down his spine.

"Honey, come to think of it... since we got back together... you haven't given me a gift yet, have you?"

Kaffa's voice was soft and melodious, like a whisper in a lover's ear, or a whisper from hell.

Lu Li's hair stood on end instantly.

"That...that's because..." He racked his brains for an excuse.

"Why?" Kafka pressed.

"Because...because our relationship doesn't need to be proven with gifts!" Lu Li blurted out in a moment of inspiration.

But Lu Li was stunned for a moment after he finished speaking.

No, what am I saying?

"Oh?" Kafka raised an eyebrow. "Is that so?"

"Of course!" Having come this far, Lu Li could only bite the bullet and say, "Gifts are too superficial!"

"Our bond is etched into our souls!"

After saying that, he wanted to slap himself.

What incredibly embarrassing lines!

And he clearly wanted to sever ties with Kafka.

Now...won't the relationship be even deeper?!

However, Kafka remained silent after hearing this.

Her gaze towards Lu Li became somewhat complicated, as if she were recalling something.

Lu Li was stunned for a moment upon seeing this, then felt a surge of joy.

Have a show?

Did they manage to fool everyone?

To be honest, he really wanted to distance himself from Kafka.

But the key is... we have to get past this hurdle first.

Otherwise, if people aren't even "dismembered," what's the point of disclaiming any connection?

however.

Just as Lu Li was secretly rejoicing, Jing Liu's cold voice rang out again.

"That sounds nice," she said casually. "Then what about that black knife you gave me?"

Lu Li: "..."

fuck!

He almost forgot about that.

In the second act of the Sky Curtain, Lu Li did indeed leave his sword to Jing Liu before he "left".

But the key point is that you yourself lost Xianyu, letting it end up in Yalilo-VI, didn't you?

of course.

Lu Li knew that if he said that, he would be close to death.

"That...that is..." Lu Li's mind raced. "That's a keepsake!"

"Yes, it's a token! Not a gift!"