"Bang...bang...bang..."
Switching to manual control, Mu Sen gritted his teeth and landed safely.
"Beep beep beep... Boom." The spaceship's door was blasted open by a positioning device.
Sunlight streamed into the spaceship's interior, revealing Mu Sen, covered in blood and in a sorry state.
"Cough cough cough... You damned Dark Aliens," Mu Sen said fiercely.
The Dark Aliens invaded Sacramento, unleashing a hail of bullets. Buildings collapsed, soldiers fought valiantly, but their bodies were never recovered. Human life was cheap; the Dark Aliens treated men, women, and children indiscriminately, killing them with a single shot. Their after-dinner entertainment consisted of tearing apart human bodies, leaving behind a trail of blood and gore.
You beast! You pig and dog in human skin!
"General Musen, please don't try to resist. Otherwise, you don't want your meeting with General Tuyao to be separated by a thin veil, do you?" the leader of the Dark Star people said smugly.
Meeting them was not as good as hearing about them. Of Sacramento's five generals, one was captured, one was about to be captured, and one was missing. None of them could stand alone and turn the tide.
"General Musen, please come with me."
Musen gripped the gun tightly, pondering whether to take a desperate gamble.
Looking around, he saw that the Dark Aliens outnumbered him; if he gambled everything, he would surely be riddled with bullets. Mu Sen lowered his pistol and reluctantly followed the Dark Aliens away from the spaceship wreckage.
The sky was clear, and a gentle breeze was refreshing and pleasant.
Mu Sen took a deep breath, and the nausea he felt vanished.
"Please." The leader of the Dark Star people invited Musen to board the enemy ship.
Mu Sen deliberately slowed his pace as he boarded the Dark Star alien's ship; he truly was powerless to change anything. "Star Lord, when will you finally return?"
"Get out of here, don't try anything funny." The leader of the dark aliens shoved Mu Sen angrily.
Mu Sen had been working tirelessly for days, eating and drinking simply and suffering from malnutrition. The tall and burly Dark Starman shoved him hard, causing Mu Sen to stumble and fall flat on his face with a thud.
"Hahaha... This is the great general of mankind."
"Useless, worse than garbage."
"Garbage needs to be recycled, so what can he do with it?"
"It will definitely work, hybridization! Look at his broad shoulders and strong build, his offspring with a human woman will definitely be outstanding. I love tearing apart strong humans, the ripping and tearing, the blood and flesh splattering all over my face, it's so sweet."
A cacophony of jeers and laughter filled the air as Mu Sen grabbed a handful of fine sand and pebbles.
"Me too, I...uh..."
The sound suddenly stopped, as if the computer had crashed.
Mu Sen looked up and saw a woman with long golden hair holding an electromagnetic shotgun. Her figure was imposing, and her indifference was almost like that of a frozen wasteland, with a biting wind blowing and her fingers breaking and falling off.
“Get up and say.”
Mu Sen paused for a moment, then instinctively saluted and quickly drew the pistol from his waist.
After a fierce battle, only the former leader of the Dark Alien squad remained.
"So arrogant, huh? Now show me how arrogant you are!"
The saying "a dog relies on its master's power" perfectly describes someone like Mu Sen.
The leader of the dark aliens knelt on the ground, his body hunched over, his hands clutching his stomach, tears streaming from his eyes, his distorted face resembling a braid.
"Alright, there's no need to get worked up over such a small fry." Ji Xiaoxiao added fuel to the fire for the leader of the Dark Aliens. "Now, tell me about the situation in Star City."
Ji Xiaoxiao walked ahead, while Mu Sen followed behind at a leisurely pace.
"Dokras. Agnes has taken control of my Star City?" Ji Xiaoxiao stopped and turned around to glare fiercely at Mu Sen. "Mu Sen, you have disappointed me greatly."
"Mother," Mu Sen said, somewhat trembling.
"Dokras. Even a good-for-nothing like Agnes can rise up, take control of Star City, and drive you to the brink of despair. Musen, are you still one of my five generals? You have truly disappointed me. Tuyao was captured, Shui Miao is missing, Star City changed hands, Sacridon suffered heavy losses, and millions of my precious soldiers perished. You are to blame for all of this."
The five brothers were able to become the five generals of Sacramento not through back channels or connections, but through their own merit, climbing the ranks step by step. However, the reality is cruel, and Ji Xiaoxiao has to wonder if the original owner's criteria for selecting generals varied from person to person.
"Mother, I'm sorry." After being forced off the stage, Mu Sen was ashamed and ran around like a stray dog, while his brothers charged into battle and fought bravely on the battlefield.
"Why did you show mercy?" Ji Xiaoxiao's voice softened considerably.
Doubt was merely a fleeting thought born of despair; Ji Xiaoxiao would never take it seriously. As the saying goes, time reveals all. Having spent two years with Mu Sen, Ji Xiaoxiao knew his true capabilities all too well.
Musen had held the position of Grand General for thirty-four years, wielding power firmly in his hands, while the纨绔废 (wán kù fèi, a spoiled and useless young man) Dokras... Agnes, in alliance with the other high-ranking officials, wanted to shake Musen's position without firing a single shot—a pipe dream indeed. Yet, Musen was still ousted. Ji Xiaoxiao, failing to delve into the ins and outs, wrongly accused a good person, bringing pain to her loved ones and joy to her enemies.
"Mother, I..." Mu Sen hesitated, unable to finish his sentence.
"Tell me, or you'll have to take your pants off! It's been a long time since your mother has disciplined her disobedient son." Ji Xiaoxiao's hand slapped down repeatedly.
Musen swallowed hard and said, "Mother, Dokras's surname is Agnes."
"And then?" No need for further explanation, it's common knowledge.
“He is your blood relative, Mother,” Mu Sen said bitterly.
Why is it that this good-for-nothing playboy, Docras, is treated the same way as his mother? Agnes is just like her mother, a son of exceptional talent, yet they are only nominally sons.
Ji Xiaoxiao's mind went blank for a moment, somewhat confused. After a pause, Ji Xiaoxiao smiled gently.
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