You're sending max-level players to be cannon fodder?

Meng Jing slept very soundly and deeply after hearing this.

The mental energy soothed by the mental tentacles lazily washed over the mental sea, and with the slightest movement, it burst forth with a powerful force that could be used at will.

Zhong Xun...

Meng Jingting closed his eyes and silently recited the name.

He turned to look out the window. As the sun set, the beach was shrouded in shadow, and a sliver of darkness was beginning to emerge at the horizon.

Zhong Xun is watching a bonfire party.

A young girl was selected as a lucky audience member and, wearing a flower wreath, was being carried around in a special chair by staff.

The firelight illuminated half of Zhong Xun's face. He was clearly smiling, but the curve of his lips seemed as distant as the Milky Way and stars, aloof yet slightly cold, making people afraid to approach him.

So I've been sitting here for almost an hour, and no one has bothered me.

But those with eyes were all eager to make a move.

Finally, someone mustered up the courage.

"Um... sir, would it be convenient to exchange contact information?" The young man's voice trembled with nervousness.

Zhong Xun was slightly surprised. He looked at the other person and gestured with his eyes: Me?

The young man thought there was hope and nodded eagerly.

Previously, the puppet Zhong Xun kept to himself and only dared to cause trouble when Qi Tian was around, which led many people to only know his name but never see him. Now, with his new demeanor, even many who have seen him before cannot immediately recognize him.

Zhong Xun smiled faintly: "I've been married before."

"Huh?" The other person looked disappointed, then seemed to realize something. "You didn't lie to me to reject me, did you?"

  

Zhong Xun: "Turn around."

The young man was confused, and when he turned around, he was almost scared to death by Meng Jingting's cold and serious face.

"Li Maoxun?" Meng Jing asked, his gaze and pressure undisguised. Whenever one of the Alphas showed any aggression, the air was never clear, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

Li Maoxun stared at this big shot whose pupils trembled slightly as he looked at him, a figure who consistently topped the lists of major financial and social news outlets, and even pollutant treatment.

"You're Zhong Xun?!" Li Maoxun exclaimed in shock.

"It's me," Zhong Xun replied.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Whatever, save your life first.

Li Maoxun: "I don't know, sorry to bother you!"

After Li Maoxun walked away, Zhong Xun smiled and said, "He clearly had a prejudice against me, but in the end he apologized to you."

"Prejudice?" Meng Jing listened without much emotion. "Didn't I ask you for my contact information?"

"That's because he doesn't know I'm Zhong Xun."

Meng Jing paused for a moment, then said, "I'm going back."

"Can I hitch a ride?" Zhong Xun said, "I've been in the wind for a while, and my head is hurting."

Meng Jingting had doubts about this statement. Zhong Xun always acted like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water, and when he wasn't causing trouble, he would just sit there in a daze.

Then Zhong Xun gently pressed his forehead, his brows furrowing slightly.

Meng Jingting pursed her lips and placed a hand on his forehead.

She has a slight fever.

"Why didn't you call me?" Meng Jing asked in a deep voice.

Zhong Xun: "It's nothing."

He stood up and said, "Let's go home."

Meng Jingting was driving the car assigned to him by the court today.

The driver, who had been traveling with Meng Jingting for several days, was given a day off. Zhong Xun noticed that there was no one in the car, so he automatically sat in the passenger seat, fastened his seatbelt, and began to close his eyes to rest.

As the car drove away from the seaside farm, it gradually entered a quiet highway, with swaying trees on both sides.

Suddenly, Zhong Xun opened his eyes. "The car behind us followed us for more than ten minutes."

Meng Jing was surprised, not expecting him to have noticed this. "I recognize the license plate. It belongs to the Tribunal. They must be returning from a mission. No problem."

"Hmm." Zhong Xun lowered his guard.

As soon as he woke up, the atmosphere in the car became somewhat strange.

While waiting at the traffic light, Meng Jing glanced to the side and saw Zhong Xun's slender fingers resting on his knees. That hand had been exceptionally strong when he pushed her onto the bed that night.

He doesn't seem like an Omega at all.

As an S-class, Meng Jingting possesses a keen sense far surpassing that of a wild beast. Ever since Zhong Xun brought up divorce that night, he seemed to have become a different person. This difference made Meng Jingting extremely uneasy, but Zhong Xun was always under his nose, so there was no possibility of "switching flowers and grafting trees".

Or perhaps, as they say, it's just a new tactic targeting Qi Tian and the Qi family.

But Zhong Xun did not react at such an important occasion as today's engagement banquet.

He even seemed uninterested; several times, Qi Tian and Yu Zhouci passed by him arm in arm, and he didn't even lift his eyelids in weariness.

Meng Jing listened and thought a lot. Outside the window, it was gray and gloomy, and a building passed by.

"This is the third time," Zhong Xun said suddenly, looking outside.

Meng Jing slammed on the brakes.

If he hadn't been completely absorbed by Zhong Xun's changes, he would have noticed something was wrong when he passed by that building for the second time.

The court vehicle behind also braked in time.

Almost as soon as Meng Jingting got out of the car, two people from the car behind him jogged up, both with serious expressions: "Boss."

In the court of Yandu, Meng Jingting, as the person in charge, is called "Boss" by everyone.

Meng Jing responded with an "Mm," then looked up at the building—

It's an ordinary six-story old-style building with two elevators serving four households each, and an open-air corridor in the middle. The walls look dark and mottled in the night. The lights on the third and fifth floors are off, and the building seems to have had its eyelids forcibly closed, as if it's in a state of slumber.

One of the team members was named Sun Chen, and the other was named Zhang Yingyang. After meeting up with Meng Jingting, they skillfully opened the watch-like device.

The deep blue light radiated out in a three-dimensional pattern, covering an area the size of a palm, yet it scanned the entire building from top to bottom across that distance.

"Hmm?" Sun Chen asked in a puzzled tone, "This is a Class C contaminated area. The 'mist' extends a hundred meters beyond this building."

They were about forty or fifty meters away.

Zhong Xun knew what Sun Chen was wondering about. Of the three adjudicators present, Zhang Yingyang was the lowest level, a B-level, and Meng Jingting was an S-level being. There was no way they could be dragged into the "mist" by a C-level pollutant.

"Something's not right," Zhong Xun said.

As soon as he spoke, Sun Chen and Zhang Yingyang turned to look at him instantly.

and many more……

Was this person in the car from the beginning?

Zhong Xun greeted them with a smile: "Hello everyone."

He appeared extremely harmless, and his handsome face was a major plus, with a small amount of glands faintly visible.

Instantly, the way Sun Chen and the other man looked at Meng Jingting changed, their expressions a mixture of surprise and mockery.

Could it be true, as rumored, that the boss has finally seen the light? He abandoned that ungrateful wretch named Zhong Xun and precisely found a top-tier Omega, one in a million...

"My name is Zhong Xun." In order not to disappoint them too much, Zhong Xun decided to introduce himself first.

As expected, upon hearing the name, Sun Chen and Zhang Yingyang immediately lost their expressions, the light in their eyes vanished instantly, as if Zhong Xun had turned from gold into rotten stone in an instant.

"What's the use of being good-looking?" Sun Chen and Zhang Yingyang thought to themselves.

Alphas like Meng Jingting have all the information that can be exposed already been thoroughly digested. Everyone who comes to the court to declare themselves "married" will wail for a long time, but once they understand Zhong Xun a little, they will start to regret it.

He gets a seven-figure allowance every month, all paid by his older brother. He's always comparing his wealth with others, even boasting about tens of millions. He's completely oblivious to the hardships of ordinary people. That's bad enough, but he's also utterly clueless about the cold and warmth of the world. He's either causing trouble or on his way to causing trouble.

In 4026, very few temples and Taoist monasteries remained. In this age where technology dominates everything, atheists accounted for more than 80% of the population. Even so, the members of the Tribunal repeatedly tried to persuade Meng Jingting to burn incense to ward off bad luck. Perhaps it was because he hadn't paid off his karmic debts in his past life that he met Zhong Xun in this life.