When Zeng Qianxi led several young generals into the observation room, Zhuang Li had already turned on his smart brain, logged into the social networking site, and started a live broadcast.
Of course, his move was fully approved by several elders.
He was able to exterminate the Zerg without sacrificing a single soldier; he was able to cure glandular insufficiency, a disease often considered incurable; he was able to synthesize super-strong metals to create super cruisers or super mechas, leading the empire to conquer the entire universe. Zhuang Li's personal value could no longer be measured with exact numbers.
What’s more important is that he is only in his early twenties this year and a lot of his potential has not been tapped. If he is given some more time, what kind of miracles will he create?
Therefore, as long as Zhuang Li does not kill or set fire, the elders will not stop him from doing anything he wants.
For the first time, the people of the empire saw the interior of the mysterious Senate and witnessed how power transitions in an army were carried out. There were no so-called shady dealings or money-for-power transactions, and family background was not a factor. If you had the ability, you would be promoted, and everything was based on your military performance.
The majestic faces of the ten elders appeared on the screen one by one.
This was obviously not a candid shot, because when they looked at the camera, they all smiled and nodded, and greeted all the audience in a friendly manner.
They knew that Zhuang Li was broadcasting live, but no one expressed displeasure about it.
Is this still the empire's most forbidding governing body? Is this still the heart of the military? What kind of background does Zhuang Li possess? He's too arrogant!
Netizens who accidentally turned on the live broadcast were stunned. Then the news spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and quickly spread, attracting more viewers.
The sudden surge in traffic almost caused the website's server to crash.
This is the only live broadcast ever to feature a military power transition, and it's packed with action! It turns out the selection process for a military's top leader doesn't require much verbal preparation, let alone eloquent speeches from the candidates.
They only need to stand where they are and look up at the light screen to witness every battle they participate in with their own eyes.
What orders they issued during the battle, what consequences were caused, whether they won or lost, what they did well, what they did poorly, how to improve, and what the future development potential is, all were analyzed clearly and thoroughly by the veterans.
Finally, the intelligent computer will list everyone's battle records in the same table and assign corresponding scores.
Zeng Qianxi, who has participated in 501 battles and won 457 battles since joining the army, received the highest score. His achievements far surpassed those of several other candidates, earning him a full five-star rating.
When the elders lit up Zeng Qianxi's photo and announced him as the new commander of the Seventh Corps, netizens watching the live broadcast applauded and cheered, without any doubt about the resolution.
However, they had no idea that the real highlight had just begun.
Wang Zhao's accusation left everyone stunned, and the subsequent pheromone melee was even more breathtaking.
With the help of holographic scene restoration technology, netizens can place themselves in the Senate and smell the strong smell mixed in the air.
Betas only felt mild discomfort, but Omegas and average-strength alphas experienced a terrifying hallucination of being engulfed in flames. Even the strongest alphas couldn't withstand the torment for more than three minutes.
This isn't the Senate, it's a gas chamber! A bunch of alphas going crazy is terrifying!
Netizens exited the 100% restoration mode and adjusted their sense of smell to below 30%, only then did they feel they could breathe.
Zeng Qianxi, who remained calm and indifferent in such a terrible atmosphere, became the most eye-catching person.
[He's definitely not an Omega! I'd bet my life on it!]
[If Zeng Qianxi is an Omega, I will eat my brain!]
Netizens said it with confidence.
But the next second, Zeng Qianxi took off his military cap and said bluntly: "Yes, I am an Omega."
Netizens watching the live broadcast: "!!!"
No one was willing to believe Zeng Qianxi's words.
Even after he admitted it himself, many netizens couldn't wait to come forward and clarify for him: "Impossible! An Omega couldn't have achieved such a brilliant record! An Omega couldn't have such a strong physique! An Omega couldn't have such high military prowess! An Omega couldn't resist an alpha's pheromones! Zeng Qianxi is absolutely, absolutely not an Omega!"
Each sentence of impossibility completely denied everything about Omega.
At this moment, Zeng Qianxi untied his tie, unbuttoned his clothes, turned around, and displayed the glands on the back of his neck to everyone.
There was no doubt he was an Omega! There were several deep teeth marks on his neck, indicating he had already been marked by an alpha.
This scene was so absurd, so unreal, so unthinkable, and yet it happened. Zeng Qianxi had accomplished everything that a so-called Omega couldn't do.
It was quiet inside and outside the venue.
Wang Zhao finally came to his senses at this moment, pointing at Zeng Qianxi and shouting, "Did you see that? He admitted it! He's an Omega! He's not fit to be the commander of the Seventh Legion!"
The other young generals were still confused.
The audience also came back to their senses and made comments frantically.
No one supported Zeng Qianxi. Everyone demanded that the military immediately remove him from all positions. How dare an Omega usurp the power of an Alpha? He didn't deserve what he had! He was a liar!
Yun Ming asked in a deep voice, "Wang Zhao, where is this place?"
Wang Zhao was puzzled: "This is the military headquarters."
"What is the military headquarters?"
"The military headquarters is where the army is managed."
"What is the basis for managing the army?"
Wang Zhao replied as a matter of course: "The management of the army is based on authority."
Yun Ming asked again: "Then where does the authority come from?"
Wang Zhao already had the answer in his mind, but he gritted his teeth and refused to speak.
He didn't say anything, but several other young generals said with great force: "A soldier's authority is earned through military achievements and strength!"
This resounding, confident response silenced everyone. Those netizens who had been clamoring that Zeng Qianxi was unworthy of standing in the Senate felt like they had been slapped in the face.
If even a commander as distinguished as Zeng Qianxi isn't worthy of standing here, then who is? This is the military headquarters, not an amusement park. Only military achievements and strength can earn you a ticket here. Want to get in without any strength, relying solely on deception? Sorry, please get out as soon as possible!
Yun Ming said sternly, "Wang Zhao, I think you should be very clear that when you step into this place, all the symbols that represent you will be discarded. You are not the heir of any family, nor are you the son of a powerful person. You are just you, a soldier. Soldiers speak only with strength."
Wang Zhao was speechless.
Those who had just been furiously attacking Zeng Qianxi online were now silent. In terms of strength, they were all rubbish. What qualifications did they have to judge a hero?
Zeng Qianxi handed his cap to a nearby soldier, buttoned it, and put on his tie. He said calmly, "Soldiers speak with their achievements and strength. So if you disagree with me, I can accept your challenge. Let's fight, and whoever wins will become the commander. I'm not just saying this to you, but to the generals of other legions as well."
He looked around the room and said firmly, "I, Zeng Qianxi, can walk away today with nothing because of my lack of strength, but I will never accept humiliation based on my gender."
His determined eyes radiated a captivating light, like a meteor hanging in the sky, falling with a resolute mood.
This was the path Zhuang Li had chosen for him. No need to hide, no need to panic. Today, he would use his own fists to openly conquer his own world.
He was certainly happy if he won, but he had no regrets if he lost. This was the path he most wanted to take.
Seeing how frank and generous he was, several young generals felt their blood boiling and raised their hands to challenge him.
Wang Zhao knew that he was no match for Zeng Qianxi and hesitated for a moment.
Everyone responded positively to the challenge, and it would have seemed like a coward if he hadn't participated, so he struggled for a few seconds and was the last one to raise his hand.
His clumsy behavior triggered strong dissatisfaction and extreme contempt among netizens: This informer is getting more and more disgusting!
Zeng Qianxi had been preparing for this day for over a decade. When he entered the army disguised as an alpha, he understood that if he wanted to surpass everyone else, he would have to work harder than everyone else.
He is training harder when others are resting; he is rushing forward when others are retreating; others are bearing 100% of the pressure, but he is bearing 200% or even 500% of the pressure.
Because he knew that he had no way out, he had to be better than everyone else to carve out a path out of the desperate situation.
On the battlefield, he wasn't as invincible as Yun Ming, but he was rarely rivaled. Every victory he won was earned with his own flesh and blood, without a trace of water.
Naturally, all the generals who challenged him were defeated. His fighting was very clean and efficient, and he could defeat the enemy with a single move without any delay. Often, victory or defeat was decided in just a single swipe.
The defeated young generals all saluted him with a smile, without any resentment on their faces, nor did they deliberately release pheromones to disrupt his judgment.
However, when it was Wang Zhao's turn to play, he released his pheromones unscrupulously and tried to win by despicable means.
With the previous elegant young generals as a reference, the audience in the live broadcast room naturally had a very bad impression of Wang Zhao.
Knowing he couldn't win, he just poisoned the place? What the hell kind of jerk is this!
However, Zeng Qianxi was not affected by the pheromones at all. She punched Wang Zhao in the face, breaking his nose and causing blood to spurt from his mouth.
When fighting the previous generals, Zeng Qianxi's attacks were fierce but graceful, and he knew when to stop. When fighting Wang Zhao, he instantly turned into a thug, punching every blow to the flesh, every move deadly, and holding back without mercy.
When the battle ended, Wang Zhao could no longer get up. He lay on the ground with his face to the ground and his back to the sky, like a dead dog.
"You are not affected by pheromones. Why?" He reluctantly turned his head and looked at Zeng Qianxi, desperately wanting an answer.
Zeng Qianxi didn't even bother to glance at him, but just stared straight at Zhuang Li.
Only then did Zhuang Li raise his hands and slowly clap with a happy smile on his face.
"Because I invented a chip that regulates endocrine function, and Zeng Qianxi was the first user. When you release pheromones to force him into estrus, this chip will secrete hormones that suppress his desire, calming him down, and it definitely won't leave any side effects like injecting inhibitors.
"With this chip implanted, every Omega will have complete control over their own body. No longer disturbed by pheromones, falling in love with someone is simply a matter of soul connection, not physical slavery. You can go on a spontaneous trip without worrying about estrus; you can also take on challenges in any field with your own strength."
"You can fight, explore, and sail far; you can be generals, politicians, and financiers. Your abilities align with your responsibilities. Attempting to exclude you from power through pheromone suppression will ultimately be a delusion. From now on, pheromones will be just an ordinary scent to you, having lost their original influence.
"I've long said that I want to redefine power. Power should be in the hands of capable people. If the Seventh Legion is handed over to someone like Wang Zhao, will everyone accept it? When a fool like Wang Zhao gets power simply because of his gender advantage, power will eventually become a joke!
"Power is the most unequal thing in the world, but it is also the most equal thing. You want it? Sure, take it with your strength!"
Zhuang Li projected two ancient Earth proverbs onto the screen and asked, "Do you understand what these two sayings mean?"
No one could understand these words, and the gap in civilization made the ancient language difficult to identify.
Zhuang Li recited in an unfamiliar yet beautiful voice: "The first sentence: The truth is only within the range of the cannon. The second sentence: The right is right. Translated into Chinese, they mean: The truth is only within the range of the cannon. Whoever has power is right."
Due to the crazy invasion of the Zerg and hundreds of years of endless war, the Empire has long since become a country that extremely advocates the use of force.
The audience in the live broadcast room silently commented on these two sentences, and then were deeply shocked.
Truth is only within the range of artillery, and power is always justified. How straightforward, how sharp, and how true!
The world has always been like this. Anyone who wants to defend the truth must first have power to destroy all fallacies.
The supreme leader of the Seventh Legion can only be the strongest person, this is beyond doubt! If power is handed over to incompetent people, it will only be abandoned.
Wang Zhaoming clearly has no strength, but he tries to gain power through gender suppression. His behavior is so stupid that it's laughable!
These two ironclad words changed the minds of the entire audience. No one thought Zeng Qianxi was unworthy of being the commander. He was the strongest, and he deserved to rule the Seventh Legion.
【The wisdom of ancient earthlings is amazing! 】
The military is a place where strength is everything. I support Zeng Qianxi!
【I support it too! 】
Similar remarks filled the screen.
Only then did Zhuang Li continue, "Omegas are born weak. We are destined to be enslaved by the pheromones of alphas. This is a nature that is difficult to defy. The weak are not qualified to hold power. I wholeheartedly agree with this statement."
"So, I want to give all Omegas a chance to become stronger. I will remove the shackles you were born with and set you free. With this chip implanted, you will no longer be controlled by pheromones. In this situation, do you still consider yourself weak? Do you still need to beg for charity from others? Are you still like an animal, waiting for your master to mark you?
"I've not only redefined power for you, I've also rewritten the world for you." Zhuang Li pointed at the words on the screen and slowly asked, "The truth is here. Do you dare to pursue it? The power of equality and freedom is here. Do you dare to claim it?"
He put down his hand and looked at Yun Ming.
Yun Ming immediately announced, "Zeng Qianxi, from today on, you will lead the Seventh Legion into battle. You are the first Omega general in the history of the empire. The military is pleased to accept the changes you have brought, as you have proven yourself with your strength. Please step forward to receive the award."
Zeng Qianxi walked forward and took the medal representing the pinnacle of power with trembling fingertips.
When Wang Zhao reported him, he showed no emotion; when he fought against several generals, he was also calm and composed. But now, holding this medal, his eyes were red.
The Omegas sitting on the other end of the network covered their faces and cried in extremely suppressed yet refreshing sounds.
Is all this true? Has the world really been rewritten by Zhuang Li? How they fear that this is just another illusory dream, and that upon waking, they will still be slaves who lose themselves at the mere smell of a scent.
Wu Yuhuai, who was in trouble because her husband died in the war, knelt down in front of the screen and cried bitterly.
He never imagined that the person he once looked down upon the most would become the only one who could pull him out of his desperate situation.
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