Chapter 77 Fate’s confusing identity has expanded again!

[What the hell? What the hell?! ]

[It’s really airing…Shocking, what kind of bug is Fate? 】

[Awesome, this account is still working fine a week after the Plaza case. Fate is definitely a privileged person! One of his parents must be an A-level person! Otherwise, it can't explain why the Capital Alliance and the court are fighting, but Fate is still broadcasting live as if nothing happened! There must be a powerful force behind him!]

[A-rank sir!!! A rank I've only seen in textbooks! Is there any expert out there who can calculate Fate's age? Can you guess which sir is his male paternal line? ]

[A special kind of person writes a love story himself? It’s hard to tell whether it’s a horror story or a fantasy story! ]

【Not necessarily? Is there a possibility? I mean it is possible. The Capital Alliance made a mistake and was ruined step by step. The whole territory blockade order filled the whole clan with hatred. The Capital Alliance's interstellar troops also surrounded the three powerful families of their own. At the same time, they cut off the logistics and offended the military. The Minister of Justice of the Capital even killed the deputy chairman of the court! Is the Capital Alliance going to take action to "warn" the anchor Fate now? Are they busy dealing with the mess and stupid things caused by their own anti-Fate faction?】

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[This order to block the entire territory is so wrong! But I have to say, if there was no such absurd order, the Capital Alliance could actually send a bug to notify the entertainment company to block Fit's account. Now haha, if the Capital Alliance doesn't deal with this mess, it will be sniped to death by the army! ]

[The Legion is already gone! The Second Army and the Tenth Army have been traveling to the Capital Alliance frequently this week. It is really scary to see the warships of the Second Army and the Tenth Army parked in the Capital Alliance channel. Those who don’t know much may think that the alien tide is about to appear in the Capital Alliance star zone. Many privileged families outside the alliance have directly cancelled their recent business plans to travel to the Capital Alliance. My dear insect serves in the Capital Alliance interstellar force. Originally, he had applied for a date with you this week, but he was so busy that he was on the channel guard ship preparing to fight against the warships of the Legion and could not return to the surface at all. When I contacted him, he was almost crazy and scolded the Legion for sending ships out indiscriminately! ]

[The Tenth Army is Wasp. Are they here to vent their anger on behalf of the anchor Fate? Then why are the battleships of the Second Army joining in the fun? ]

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[StarNet Entertainment's head office didn't take the initiative to block Fate's account to please the Capital Alliance... I never thought of that! Fate's background could make the head office stubbornly protect him. I have a very scary guess, maybe! Doesn't Fate have a lot of cat-eye secrets in his hands? Is there a possibility! Not only is his male father A-level! He also has a male insect brother of a very high level! ? ]

[You guys are getting more and more outrageous! Spread the word! Fate has a group of close brothers! ]

[Laughing, a bunch of gentlemen! The court immediately knelt down and begged Fate for his coordinates! ]

[How else can we explain why the Entertainment Corporation insisted on protecting Fate's account! The Capital Alliance must have put pressure on the company! Although the Corporation has its own armed guards, they are no match for the Capital Alliance's interstellar forces! They dared to protect Fate! They must have been sure that Fate had a bigger trump card!]

[Is it getting easier and easier? The big boss of the head office is 57 this year. I had the honor to interview him on the planet of the entertainment head office! He looks no different from a 30-something special member of the capital alliance. I heard that he is not married yet. Maybe... he has something going on with the male insect brother behind Fate? ]

[It gets more and more mysterious! There are bugs on the forum who immediately posted about the male bug brothers behind 818 Fate. You guys are really going to laugh to death! ]

[The most outrageous and efficient rumor I've seen this year: Fate has a group of brothers! ]

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【Finally, it’s Mr. Milan’s perspective again! I’m almost done with the previous chapters! 】

[Super excited! The military doctor, Mr. Milan, who is new to the world, is extremely alert! He will definitely not give a good look to the crazy Joshua! He will definitely use Joshua's brain, and it would be best if he could strip Joshua's brain of any valuable future intelligence! Control Joshua! This kind of crazy privileged person is definitely not a good thing! ]

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The system follows Teacher Shi's orders, records the broadcast data one by one, summarizes them by category, and extracts the key comments of specific fan groups.

As for other aspects, the system doesn't care. It turns on the live broadcast light board, plays the set pure music BGM, and hangs up the warning bar. When the time comes, it starts to sow words.

@Fite stays tonight:

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Where did we go last time?

Oh, it was Joshua who pulled me out of that dark tunnel and confessed everything to me in that hospital room.

About the future, prophecies, the third wave of aliens attacking the Wasp Legion... and that I am his brother's lord.

At that time, I felt that all this was unreal and inexplicable. I was offended and pried into my private life. Even if he controlled the "future", I felt uncomfortable and disgusted.

…

Why didn't you let him get out?

Yes, I understand your confusion.

I didn't let him go, not because of his appearance.

I was in the driver's seat of the conversation at that time. I believed that if I asked him to leave the ward, he would leave immediately and would not appear in my sight for the next month.

After all, he said a bunch of weird things, including the news that "I" was married and that "he" and I had a close relationship, which was a "future" that I hated very much. But I was so weak at the time that my brain couldn't handle this tricky situation efficiently. I should have asked Joshua to leave immediately.

But, I did the opposite.

One reason is that his words disturbed me. I regard the Wasp Legion as my home, and my home may be destroyed again. Of course I care.

Second, because he knew my true gender, I had to keep the news to myself. He was emotionally unstable, and I didn’t know what would happen if I let him leave.

three…

Three may be my little selfish desire.

His mental state was very strange, far more dangerous than I had felt the previous two times we had met. He should have been proud and held his head high, but in fact, the Joshua Warsaw in front of me... looked like he was about to break.

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When I was a teenager, I followed the army. Carrying a simple surgical medicine box and two sets of clothes, I accompanied the Wasp Warriors to travel across half of the war zone. I have been to low, medium and high-level habitable planets, as well as low, medium and high-level monster planets.

The most impressive thing about my busy and dangerous teenage journey was a battle on a low-level alien planet. This low-level alien planet is hidden behind the dust cloud in the star region of a high-level alien planet. It is covered with primitive vegetation, has scarce energy minerals, and the entire continental plate is composed of mountains, fields, rocks, and deserts, with very low oxygen content.

The Wasp Corps discovered it after fighting a high-level alien planet. They only sent two troops to harvest the aliens on the low-level planet. I landed with this troop. The war ended quickly, and the army stayed on the planet for a while. The flat surface of this planet is very suitable for use as a military training ground. After killing the aliens, the Wasp Corps began to conduct field surveys.

There were many teams conducting field surveys. I followed one of them, walking through the wilderness, passing through the Gobi Desert, and finally climbing up a rocky mountain to look down.

At first, I only saw the red-yellow desert and the dark river. The traces of life here seemed thin and dry. This was a stone star that made the insect feel dead and bored.

But at this moment, a loud eagle cry came from the sky, long and sharp, almost tearing apart the silence of all things, carrying a ray of life across the sky, as if this dead planet was breathing.

I looked up and found it incredible.

An eagle flew across the dim sky like a sharp arrow, its wings spread nearly 6 meters long, and from a distance it looked like the shadow of a supersonic fighter. How could a rocky planet with such depleted natural resources give birth to living things?

My comrade was using a machine to test the geology. Seeing my surprise, he smiled and explained: When some low-level stars are first born, they have natural vegetation, mountains, water, and abundant natural mineral resources. But once they are inhabited by alien beasts, these resources will be devoured and sucked dry by the beasts, and gradually they will become stone stars.

My comrades and I stood on the edge of the rock and watched the eagle flying by for a while until it disappeared into the dim sky.

Comrades said that the resources of this planet are becoming increasingly scarce, and the creatures on the planet are adapting to the changes in the environment. Death and hunger are chasing them, but they will still flap their wings and fly high, expending more sweat, effort, and persistence than their ancestors to soar into the sky and fly out of the shadow of death.

Some birds are born to fly high. They are not afraid of any danger or fear. As long as they can flap their wings, they can fly to death.

At that moment, I saw a fleeting shadow of the eagle in Joshua.

He is the youngest major general I have ever met.

He was a commander temporarily sent by the First Legion to help the Second Legion rebuild the base. He saved me twice when I was in dire situations where I had no chance of survival. At his age, he had the power to command an army of thousands, and the ability to kill a tide of alien beasts single-handedly.

He was so young and so bright, he shouldn't be broken.

I started holding a knife when I was 10 years old. Thousands of lives passed through my hands. Some military females died, while others lived and continued to move forward.

They dragged their healthy or disabled bodies to the front line, racing against death with sweat, effort, perseverance and faith, honing themselves day after day on the track to turn themselves into powerful weapons.

Joshua Warsaw is a powerful warrior with a talent that is envied by thousands of Zerg.

I respect and want to protect the sweat, hard work and talent of every soldier. This is what I have been doing. I am a doctor.

Even though I feel disgusted by everything that comes out of his mouth, I will not be angry at his sweat, dedication, and kindness.]

[I announce! The number one love story of August is born! ]

[I told you!!!! I told you!!! Mr. Milan is definitely not a member of the Yan Party!!!]

[Damn it!! I really have to attack the Wasp Corps' military doctor!!!]

【Roll.】

[I am a female soldier, I am also a wasp, to round it off, Mr. Milan respects and is willing to protect me!!! Or the version of Mr. Milan who accompanies the army!!! ***, I want to have such a Mr. Milan accompany me to kill him in and out of the black hole seven times!!!]

[Who can resist this..., Mr. Milan is really too good. He dislikes Warsaw so much, but Warsaw is talented and willing to work hard. Mr. Milan can put aside his selfish emotions and treat this young and promising general rationally from the perspective of the overall situation. ]

【Dog Warsaw! 】

[I was almost beaten to death by Fate. I wanted to yell at young Master Milan, "Don't be fooled!" Joshua is a piece of black mud!!! But I was also excited about Master Milan's rational kindness. As long as the reason is good, Master Milan will really stay for the female insect and patiently listen to the female insect's nonsense. ]

【Theodore: Are you calling me? 】

[No military woman can refuse such a gentleman as Milan. No, it is because of his psychological disorder.]

[…

So, I asked him to stand up and wanted to talk about this ridiculous beginning and the "future".

He stood up.

But he couldn't help but look me in the eye. He just glanced at my face and immediately lowered his head.

Like a sunflower with its head drooping, it is tall, but its head is lowered.

Although he is a general, he has the paradoxical timid and childish temperament of an underage insect.

I was struck by the rich emotions in his blue eyes. I wanted to mention the third attack of the Wasp Legion first, but the emotions in his eyes disturbed my thoughts.

"You are my brother's hero." These words stung my nerves and reminded me of my own predicament.

So I asked him: "I... the "I" in your memory, when was it..."

It's difficult for me to ask this question. I have never thought about returning to my family, nor have I ever thought about marrying any female insect.

My voice was dry and hoarse: "…When did I marry your brother?"

Joshua stood there with his head down, and that fear suddenly disappeared, as if it was sucked away by something.

I got goosebumps on my arms for no apparent reason.

He lowered his head and never looked at me. His voice suddenly became very soft, so soft that it was a little difficult for me to hear.

He said softly, "There won't be another time like this."

This sentence has no subject, no cause or effect, and is not an answer at all.

Just as I was about to ask more questions, a doctor suddenly pushed the door open.

It was a comrade I knew, a military doctor from another department. When he saw the situation in the ward, he immediately frowned and said: Major General of the First Army, your corps has returned to the First Army garrison, why are you still staying in our garrison hospital?

The comrade's words were very impolite, and there was a sense of doubt in his words.

I can understand that I am injured and there shouldn't be high-ranking officers from other armies in my ward.

The high-ranking military officers who showed up at this time were only looking for trouble.

Joshua was startled.

Well, I'm not exaggerating.

He really was like a baby insect, shuddering as if he heard a scolding from an adult insect. He immediately grabbed his coat and ran out the door without saying anything, which was very rude.

My comrades and I were left staring at each other in bewilderment.

My comrade asked rudely: What kind of bug is that? Is your brain okay?

I didn't discuss this topic in depth at the time.

But I didn’t expect that I would see Joshua Warsaw again two weeks later after we parted in the ward.

In the past two weeks, I have returned to my post as soon as I was able to get out of bed.

When the second wave of beasts came, more than half of the Wasp Corps' remaining troops were killed or wounded, and all my students died. The interns who were reassigned needed to be re-taught. Not only did I have to treat the remaining patients, I also had to guide the students in practical operations, rescuing patients and insects from them while maintaining medical control of the surgical department.

Other department heads of my same rank are going crazy.

I was numb with tiredness and drank concentrated nutrients and stimulants as if they were water. My time was completely fragmented. There was no day, only 1 hour later, 2 hours later, and 6 hours later.

For two weeks, my mind was occupied with the injuries and surgeries, and the soldiers who needed emergency treatment were undoubtedly more important than the future a month later (now two weeks later) when I was able to get out of bed.

It was not until I saw Joshua Warsaw again at the local hospital that I remembered the dangerous future.

This made me look very ugly, so ugly that even the Wasp commander who was leading the way was a little embarrassed.

Commander Wasp summoned all department heads stationed in the Medical City and notified them that we would be relocating within a week, and the Warsaw Commander of the First Army would send bugs to connect with the transfer of data and equipment.

The Wasp commander convened a meeting between the two parties, and at the meeting, Joshua Warsaw turned into a bug! He smiled appropriately and was humorous, and his conversation easily made the junior and middle-level soldiers like him.

I said that the First Army and the Second Army did not have a good relationship in 1600.

But Joshua Warshaw only needed one joint lecture to make some soldiers of the Second Army begin to respect him and believe in his propaganda about star migration.

I feel ridiculous.

This Joshua Warsaw is completely different from the Joshua Warsaw who knelt by my bedside two weeks ago!

Have I been deceived?

I hate being deceived.

I think my eyes must have shown this as I listened to the meeting. Joshua Warsaw smiled at me at first. He was decent, elegant and funny, looking mature and charming.

But after a few times, he stopped looking in this direction.

After the meeting, I rejected the invitation of my comrades and smoked alone on a balcony.

I am a colonel, and unless I invite anyone, low- and middle-ranking soldiers won't come near me.

I was about to finish my second cigarette when I heard footsteps behind me.

I didn't look back. My comrades and peers would not come to me after I refused. I knew that the only bug that would come would be Joshua Warsaw.

I exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "Thank you for your kindness and generosity."

This is necessary to say, I was so busy these two weeks that I almost fell asleep, and I really forgot about the third beast wave attack a month later.

Countless lives waiting to be saved poured into my hands, and I could not be distracted for a moment. During the moment when I was distracted, Joshua Warsaw worked hard to operate the migration of the Second Army Group and succeeded.

I want to thank you.

I have to thank you.

I asked him, "Major General, what kind of thanks do you need?"

But after a long time, there was no response from behind me.

I put out my cigarette on the balcony and turned back to look.

Joshua Warsaw stood quietly behind me, waiting for me to turn around.

His tone began to become light and empty again.

Joshua asked, “…you don’t like my face?”

"This face is mature, funny, good at socializing and never rude. It responds to all expectations and respect, like a leader who has established a group. Everyone likes it."

Joshua's expression was calm, but I felt he was empty.

He asked again softly and carefully: "Don't you like it?"]