Inside the flying vehicle, Lian Qiguang stared at the micro projection device in his hand, but his thoughts had long drifted elsewhere.
As a “bachelor” who had been single for most of his life, the fact that he was about to “get married” still felt unacceptable.
In his previous life, as the number one expert of Huaxia and the strongest human being—someone with both power and wealth—there had always been countless people who wanted to get close to him, male and female alike, enough to circle the Dragon Nest Base several times.
In his eyes, men and women were no different.
In the apocalypse, zombies didn’t care whether you were male or female before biting you.
Compared to that era, same-sex relationships were even common.
With the massive death of women and their relative physical weakness, men preferred partners who could fight alongside them and survive longer together.
After things stabilized, he had once considered finding a partner.
But the young crown prince made a huge fuss after hearing it, and at that time humanity was still in a crisis of extinction.
He, who was used to walking alone through seas of blood and corpses, gradually lost the interest.
“Madam…”
A deep voice interrupted his thoughts.
Clack.
The Tang blade flipped in his hand and pressed firmly against the table.
Lian Qiguang raised his head expressionlessly, looking at the muscular man beside him.
The man instantly stiffened, feeling a chill down his neck, and fell silent.
In front, An Yi smiled gently and took the drink from the man, handing it to Lian Qiguang.
“Don’t mind him, Young Master Lian. His name is Xuan Lang. He’s just straightforward.”
Lian Qiguang took the drink without any expression change.
“This one is Chong Mu,” An Yi said, gesturing to the pilot.
“We all call him Big Iron Bull. Strong but brainless.”
“Who are you calling a sissy?! Want to fight?!” Chong Mu glared and flexed his muscles.
“Little Mu Mu.” An Yi smiled sweetly.
“There are still three hours until noon. If we don’t make it back in time, the boss will be angry.”
“Not like I’m the only one who came to pick him up! And don’t call me that—disgusting!”
“But you’re the one driving.” An Yi smiled even more gently.
“You—damn sissy!”
Chong Mu cursed and sped up the flying vehicle.
Lian Qiguang put away his device and looked out the window, expressionless, watching the scenery blur past.
“Don’t worry, Young Master Lian,” Xuan Lang said, now more careful.
“My boss may look rough, but he treats his wife well.”
Lian Qiguang glanced at him and said nothing.
Seeing that he finally reacted, Xuan Lang grinned.
“Don’t worry. Once you marry in, you’ll be our sister-in-law. Anyone who doesn’t know better—just say the word, and our entire Blood Wolf unit will handle it for you.”
Lian Qiguang’s mouth twitched slightly.
He adjusted his posture and leaned back.
“…Your boss… has that bad of a market?”
“What?” Xuan Lang blinked.
“I mean, he’s so old but still unmarried. You guys seem very happy he’s finally getting taken.”
“Of course.” Chong Mu cut in from the front.
“Our boss is already at that age but no one dares to marry him. Now someone finally took him in—we’re celebrating.”
“Hero?” Lian Qiguang’s eyelid twitched.
In his time, being called a hero meant countless lives and hope.
Now…
Just how ugly is this person that getting engaged is treated like a national celebration?
He looked up at the ceiling in silence.
“Don’t get it wrong,” An Yi said with a smile.
“Even if the boss is engaged, he’ll still beat you when necessary.”
“You sissy!”
Chong Mu shouted.
“Young Master Lian, don’t be fooled by his harmless look. This guy is known as the ‘Ghost-Faced Instructor.’”
“Ghost-Faced Instructor?”
Lian Qiguang glanced at Xuan Lang.
Expressionless, he nodded.
“If I have time, I’ll learn from him.”
“……”
Xuan Lang froze.
“You mean… you want to join Blood Wolf?”
An Yi still smiled, but his tone shifted slightly.
“The Blood Wolf unit is the elite peak of the military. Even regular soldiers have strict physical requirements.”
Lian Qiguang understood what he meant.
This body had no ability, no special physique—practically useless.
But that was before.
Now…
He looked at his hand.
He was the strongest human being.
Even if not anymore, he would become it again.
Blood Wolf?
He looked out the window, eyes faintly darkening.
Compared to disciplined military units, he preferred lone mercenaries.
Or bounty hunters.
Whether joining or going solo—
There would always be contact with others.
The only question was: friend or enemy.
Xuan Lang subtly kicked An Yi, frowning.
An Yi’s smile faded slightly as he looked at Lian Qiguang.
He wasn’t wrong. Everything he said was true.
Just… a warning given a little too early, before despair set in.
“What’s your name?” Lian Qiguang asked suddenly.
“An Yi. The Major General’s adjutant.”
“I remember you.”
He looked at An Yi seriously, as if engraving his face into memory.
One day, I’ll make you kneel at my feet.
An Yi’s smile stiffened slightly.
Before he could respond, Lian Qiguang had already turned back to the window.
The boy’s profile looked too calm—almost too unfamiliar.
……
After passing two security checkpoints, the flying vehicle entered the First District.
Outside, the scenery was clearly on a completely different level.
High-tech metal structures, flying vehicles everywhere, and even massive spaceship-like crafts hovering beneath a scale-like protective dome.
Blue Star was divided into seven districts:
The First District—royalty and nobility.
The Second District—lower nobles and officials.
The Third District—common civilians.
The Fourth District—the poor and refugees.
The Fifth District—criminals and outlaws.
The Sixth District—infected zones filled with mutated viruses.
And the mysterious Seventh District…
No one knew what was inside.
Anyone who went in never came out.
Even military expeditions ended in death or madness.
Eventually, it became a forbidden zone.
But…
Lian Qiguang lightly rubbed his brow.
Honestly, that Seventh District…
He was quite interested.
“Young Master Lian, we’ve arrived.” An Yi’s voice sounded.
Lian Qiguang pulled back his thoughts and looked outside.