After exhausting myself to death

Shen Minghuan is an SS-level talent who has just awakened his spiritual power!

As soon as the news came out, it was like a spark falling from a frying pan, instantly igniting the entire Star Network.

In the morning, they also built two high-rise buildings with blessings in Union Square and defended Shen Minghuan's rights as minors in the comment area of ​​the official notice.

This person suddenly changed in the afternoon, from S level to SS level, from the league's young genius to the second best Yan in the Tang Dynasty?

Netizens looked at Xingwang for a long time, and finally, gritting their teeth and shedding tears, they removed the words they had said for Shen Minghuan word by word.

[I know it’s inappropriate to express anger, but I can’t help it. Is it a coincidence? Just a coincidence, right? Shen Minghuan and Tang Chaoyan are not related, right? 】

[Younger people may not know that the alliance border was lost sixteen years ago, and the Zerg even invaded near the seventh-level star Wu Star. 】

[My father died in that battle. Because of Tang Chaoyan, I no longer have a father. 】

[If a tool cannot be used by us, it is highly toxic! Our current technological level is simply not enough to have a deep enough understanding of spiritual power. Who can prove that SS is a gift rather than a curse? 】

[Are not enough people died in sixteen years? Please prohibit Shen Minghuan from going to the front line. Only people with evil intentions can awaken the SS class, or the SS class may cause people to lose their minds and be assimilated into the Zerg. None of us can bear this responsibility. 】

[Commander Shen is not that kind of person. He is very popular in school. He is recognized as upright, kind and helpful. Why can't we trust him once? Don't forget, the SS class is currently the only hope to eliminate the Zerg Queen. 】

[You are not old, right. If you have experienced that period of time, you will know that Yan's reputation in the Tang Dynasty was even greater than that of Shen Minghuan. At that time, he was also a hero praised by everyone. 】

*

While the Star Network was making a fuss, there was also controversy within the league over whether Shen Minghuan was still fit to serve on the front line.

Although they were a little angry at Xie Xu for hiding this person's true level, upon closer inspection, there was no legal requirement for the alliance to disclose it, so they could only curse.

To be fair, this was actually very unfair to Shen Minghuan. He had done nothing wrong, he was just exceptionally gifted and had abilities beyond what the era could accept.

There is no way not to be afraid, if this person also rebels for no reason, no one in the alliance can easily stop him.

In the principal's office, Mosnian held his head up stubbornly, "You shouldn't push Ming Huan out. This matter has nothing to do with him."

"You think I think, Mosnian, if it weren't for your father's sake..."

Xie Xu took a deep breath and realized that his emotions were wrong. There seemed to be a surge of anger in his heart, but he didn't know how to vent it. "The surveillance system that Lu Zhiyi hacked into for you? Do you know that this is a crime? Since everyone survived, Why do you have to get involved in this matter? Do you know how many people you have implicated!"

Mosnian stared with red eyes, "I don't want to hurt others."

No one asked his opinion, and he didn't want to exchange fate with another baby. He didn't want to live with guilt in a family that resented each other, and he didn't want to bear such a heavy burden.

He has never been able to make his own choices.

Even when Xie Xu replaced him with Shen Minghuan just now, he didn't ask him if he was willing.

Xie Xu looked at the tears in Mosnian's eyes and closed his eyes dejectedly.

What the hell is this?

Xie Xu rubbed his forehead and angrily dialed Mo Hongxue's communication.

A reduced version of Mo Hongxue's 3D image was reflected above the open space in front. He was still wearing a combat uniform. There was a faint look of fatigue on his face, but he was still gentle and calm.

Mos Nian was also within Mo Hongxue's communication perspective. He seemed not surprised to see the scene in front of him and asked with a smile: "Principal, is it Si Nian who caused trouble in school?"

Xie Xu was about to speak when he suddenly looked at the expression on the 3D image suspiciously. He was immediately furious: "Mo Hongxue, are you going to ignore this expression of yours?"

This matter involved Shen Minghuan and it was such a big fuss. How could Mo Hongxue not know about it? His pretense of ignorance can only be a statement.

Mosnian, who had lowered his eyes and said nothing since seeing Mo Hongxue, suddenly raised his head and exclaimed: "Father!"

Mo Hongxue sighed and explained patiently: "It's not that I don't want to take care of it, it's that I can't take care of it. You have also seen that the front line..."

Halfway through his words, he was interrupted by a strong knock on the door.

Xie Xu's expression changed several times, but he finally pressed the door lock controller on the table with a guilty conscience.

The door was opened, and the visitor rushed straight to Xie Xu's table, his upper body almost crossing the table.

Shang Chi couldn't even breathe, his eyes were full of panic, "Teacher, didn't Ming Huan leave with you? What happened!"

Xie Xu shrank back involuntarily.

Mosnian took a step forward feeling guilty, "I'm sorry Shang Chi, it's all because of me..."

Shang Chi turned around suddenly. He had just entered the door and was thinking about Shen Minghuan. He couldn't help but be distracted by the surrounding environment, so that now he saw that there was another person and image in the room.

"What do you mean?" Shang Chi asked coldly.

Mo Hongxue frowned slowly, with a vague foreboding feeling.

"He caused some trouble on the first floor of the school history museum, so I gave Shen Minghuan a push."

Xie Xu's words were concise and concise, and he spoke vaguely. He looked at Mo Hongxue sarcastically, "It's on the first floor of the First Military Academy History Museum. You should know what's inside."

Mo Hongxue frowned even more tightly.

Shang Chi didn't understand, but he didn't care either. He asked in disbelief: "Teacher, so what you mean is that it's obviously Mosnian's problem, but you use Ming Huan to pay for it?"

"I..." Xie Xu smiled bitterly, "Shang Chi, there is a reason for this."

This is admission.

Shang Chi's eyes suddenly changed, and all the warmth and trust he once had faded away in an instant. He took a step back, not hiding his wariness and resentment.

He turned to look at Mo Hongxue and said in a sad tone, "Do you even agree?"

This was a strange question, as if he and Shen Minghuan were very familiar.

A strange feeling flashed through Mo Hongxue's mind, which prevented him from answering immediately.

Of course, Shangchi understood it as acquiescence.

The hatred shown on the young man's face shocked everyone. Xie Xu had no doubt that if this man had a knife in his hand at this moment, he would be eager to stab them all to death.

Xie Xu hurriedly shouted: "Shang Chi, calm down!"

Shang Chi trembled. He seemed to realize that he was in a weak position and hurriedly carefully hid his anger.

He lowered his head, and his voice even sounded a bit flattering, "What are you going to do to let Ming Huan go? If you take the blame, I can do it. I will be more cooperative than Ming Huan."

This is his student, the student he brought back from Lanxing and carefully trained and cared for.

Shang Chi has a livelier personality than Shen Minghuan. Apart from being a little reserved when they first met, he has been very comfortable since then and will tell him jokes to make him happy.

How have you ever looked so cautious?

Xie Xu felt very uncomfortable.

Just saying "misunderstanding" would be too understated, but there was a deeper reason that he couldn't explain right now. After all, it involves loopholes in the alliance's legal system at a larger scale, and the current commander of the Blue Dragon Legion, who plays with the rules for personal gain, cannot escape at least a fifty-year prison sentence.

Xie Xu couldn't help but sigh in his heart. What Mo Hongxue did was so disgraceful, and it also implicated the former chief commander and a sinner of the alliance. Under the pressure of public opinion, death was simply not enough for the people to be angry.

Now that the Zerg are watching from outside, it would be nice to have some peace inside.

There was no words for a moment, and the office fell into an eerie silence.

The optical brain on Shang Chi's wrist vibrated. He glanced at it absently, stood up straight, and pressed the button with trembling fingers.

The two people present also cast expectant glances.

"Ming Huan, are you okay?"

"Brother, are you okay?"

The two voices sounded at the same time, and even overlapped in the second half.

Shen Minghuan chuckled immediately, "I'm fine, the alliance is not some strange evil organization."

"I couldn't contact you just now." Shang Chi couldn't laugh, and he spoke with a cry.

"Ah." Shen Minghuan comforted, "I was cooperating with the questioning just now, so I couldn't bring a bare brain with me. Didn't I contact you now? Don't worry, brother."

He did not choose the projection, only the voice with a slight smile slowly flowed out from the optical brain.

Xie Xu's conscience, which was tormented by guilt, found some solace. He breathed a long sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Ming Huan, why did you only look for your brother in the first place?"

Shen Minghuan seemed to pause for a second, "So the teacher is here too."

His tone remained unchanged, his smile remained unchanged, and he was still as polite and well-behaved as he remembered, but...

A trace of confusion flashed across Xie Xu's eyes, and he always felt that something was different.

Shang Chi glanced at them warily, covered his head and ran out.

"Ming Huan, when can you come back?" Shang Chi waited until no one was around before letting go of Guang Nao, his voice still choked with fear.

He was really scared today. How could an eighteen-year-old boy have ever seen a scene where everyone on the Star Network was the enemy?

Later, I found out that the teacher I had always trusted and loved was the culprit, and I was completely exhausted.

"Hurry, go through some formalities and come back." Shen Minghuan said helplessly: "I'm just afraid that you will be impulsive if you are too worried."

He was more solemn and said, "Shang Chi, brother, you are the only one who knows my life experience. Promise me not to tell anyone, not at any time."

"Why?" Shang Chi asked.

Shen Minghuan thought for a while, "After I go back, I will find a time to explain to you in person."

"Okay!" Shang Chi nodded heavily.

*

"You said your biological father is Tang Chaoyan?!" Lu Zhiyi exclaimed and quickly covered his mouth.

He looked dazed and muttered to himself: "No wonder you had to go to the first floor yesterday."

"That's not right," he couldn't help shouting again, "You are here, and the person on the destroyer sixteen years ago was..."

Seeing Mo Nian's expression of no rebuttal, he took a breath and said with difficulty, "Is it really what I thought? Is Uncle Mo's biological son the one who died?"

"I..." Lu Zhiyi jumped up from the chair and paced around the room anxiously. The well-educated young master from a wealthy family suppressed his blush, and it took him a long time to utter one word: "Fuck."

"How can you do this? You are killing people!"

However, as he spoke, his voice became smaller and smaller, and his momentum weakened.

"Si Nian, that's not what I meant." Lu Zhiyi explained hesitantly in a low voice.

He suddenly realized that no matter what he said at this moment, it was inappropriate. Firstly, Mosnian was just an ignorant baby who was assigned to do it. Secondly...if that person didn't die, it would be Mosnian who would die.

Mosnian looked gloomy, "Zhiyi, believe it or not, I am really not that despicable. If possible, I would rather die."

However, as a beneficiary, he had no way to express his guilt to insiders, otherwise it would be more or less the self-satisfaction and unspeakable hypocrisy of a beneficiary.

"Of course I believe you." Lu Zhiyi expressed his position without hesitation, and then his tone became slightly complicated. He asked: "Do you want to rehabilitate Tang...? Is there anything to gain from the first floor?"

Only then did Mosnian show some relief and joy. He carefully took out a small chip from his pocket and said, "When I was born, my father... was preparing to go off to war. He was worried that he would not be able to come back soon, so he recorded it for me. Lots of videos.”

When Mo Hongxue told him about his life experience, he handed him all the gifts prepared for him by Tang Chaoyan and Shao Kunli.

Mosnian briefly introduced Tang Chaoyan's modifications to the mecha. "He also installed a camera and said that the image data can be used to enlighten me on the mecha in the future. I think I may be able to record some clues."

In the office, he only said that he was trying his luck, but unfortunately found nothing, and did not disclose the existence of the chip.

Mo Hongxue was a real gentleman and would not take the initiative to look at the videos Tang Chaoyan left for his son, so he didn't know about it.

"I've already seen it, Zhiyi. I feel something is wrong, but I can't see it clearly." He couldn't even tell if it was an illusion caused by his subconscious desire to exonerate Tang Chao Yan.

Mosnian pushed the chip to Lu Zhiyi, "Now I have nothing to hide from you. No one but you knows about this chip. Please keep it a secret for me."

"If you don't tell me, I can do it." Lu Zhiyi pointed at the chip, "Can I take a look?"

After getting permission, he pressed the chip onto the optical brain.

The video started playing, and he scrolled to the end in one breath, starting from the day of the rebellion.

The live broadcast footage from that year can still be found on StarNet. Although the perspectives are different, Lu Zhiyi can easily compare and analyze the current footage with those on StarNet in his mind.

It was a critical moment. As the chief commander, Tang Chaoyan could rest for a while, but he stayed awake for three days.

The picture recorded by the chip was facing him. Tang Chaoyan was sitting on the operating chair in the mecha, his back straight, as if he had a strong fighting spirit.

His mental power was connected to the mecha through the helmet on the chair, and he accurately controlled the Hope to slash at a very fast Zerg.

He hadn't slept for three days, and his eyes were already bloodshot, but the words he gave orders were still sonorous and powerful, showing no sign of fatigue.

The remaining soldiers followed the instructions and carried out attack and defense in an orderly manner without even thinking. Their trust in Tang Chaoyan was almost blind.

Lu Zhiyi could feel that they regarded Tang Chaoyan as a pillar of support, as if as long as this man was around, they would have the confidence to win and the courage to create miracles in desperate situations.

That's when the accident happened.

Tang Chaoyan suddenly stood up from the operating chair. The mecha lost control and stopped abruptly in the middle of the battlefield. However, he was completely unaware of the danger. Instead, he sent a coordinate to the rear and ordered the launch of missiles.

No one doubted it.

But the missiles exploded among the Alliance soldiers.

If they could still comfort themselves that the marshal was too tired and gave the wrong order, what happened next completely ruined their expectations.

Tang Chaoyan jumped out of the mecha. His adjutant thought that the Hope had malfunctioned and planned to give him his mecha.

As a result, as soon as the adjutant left the mecha, Tang Chaoyan raised his lightsaber, cold light flashed, and the blade pierced his chest.

The adjutant never set up defense against Tang Chaoyan until his death.

Leaving the mecha in the battlefield was a dead end, and the adjutant had no intention of living since he made this decision.

He wanted to leave the chance of life to his command.

But he didn't expect that he would die in the hands of the person he risked his life to save.

As a soldier of the Alliance, he did not die fighting against the Zerg.

What a shame, what an irony.

Lu Zhiyi's other hand covered the optical brain heavily to block the tragic video being played.

He closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling, and he felt as if his heart was filled with fine needles, sending pain to his bone marrow with every breath he took.

"Lu Zhiyi, are you okay?" Mosnian asked worriedly.

The higher the mental power, the stronger the perception, and the more empathy. He and Lu Zhiyi are both A-level. The first time he watched it, he experienced a lot of heartache, and his persistence for more than ten years was almost shaken.

Lu Zhiyi still had his eyes closed and remained motionless. His breathing was heavy and rapid. After a long time, he said three words in a hoarse voice: "I'm fine."

He opened his eyes, resolutely removed his hand from the optical brain, pulled the progress bar, and read it over and over again like a masochist.

"Lu Zhiyi?"

"You're right." Lu Zhiyi exhaled tiredly and said dullly: "There is indeed doubt. The marshal is most likely under control. Those things were not done by him."

Mosnian was stunned, his pupils suddenly dilated, his eyes blurred, and he couldn't recover for a long time, "It turns out... it's really... a misunderstanding..."

Although he had long believed that Tang Chaoyan was innocent, when this incident was truly recognized, the shock and grievance still surged, making him burst into tears instantly.

Lu Zhiyi felt that all his energy had been pulled away from him. He seemed to be floating in the air, watching his mouth open and close: "The missile landed in the wrong place. If I were a marshal, I would choose three hundred miles southeast, where there is The most elite in the league.”

"The west side is already a cleared and safe battlefield, and it was also the main venue for the league's live broadcast. Choosing that location is more like a provocation."

"The most important thing is that the SS-class mecha alliance is unique. If the marshal really wants to betray, he should not give up the mecha. But in the end, he just kills people with a lightsaber, as if he can't operate the mecha."

Lu Zhiyi sniffed and felt a little confused again: "I also doubted at first whether someone was pretending to be the marshal, but the footage was very complete. The marshal only became abnormal after he stood up from the chair."

"That's right," Mosnian suddenly became excited, "This is what I think is wrong, his eyes! His eyes changed when he stood up!"

Lu Zhiyi hurriedly pulled the progress bar, then zoomed in on the screen, and looked at it carefully for a long time, "This seems to be... the look that only a dead person can have..."

Mosnian was shocked: "What do you mean?"

"I..." Lu Zhiyi swallowed and said in a solemn tone, "I'll think about it again."

The news he received today was so shocking that Lu Zhiyi would not be able to recover for a while. His brain had stopped thinking and his fingers were unconsciously moving on the optical brain.

He accidentally saw a piece of news and read it out instinctively: "Tang Chao Yan..."

He stiffly raised his head and looked at Mosnian, and said dullly: "Aren't you the son of Yan of the Tang Dynasty? Why did he become Shen Minghuan?"

*

A video quickly circulated on StarNet.

The poster's grandfather worked in waste recycling. His grandfather passed away some time ago. He helped sort out the waste that had not been disposed of, and accidentally discovered a starship recorder in the corner.

He recognized that the recorder was a military product. Out of curiosity, he spent two days repairing it and reluctantly exported a video.

Of course, this kind of behavior is illegal, and the poster only intended to watch it secretly, but the content of the video made him so angry that he made it public in anger, and then surrendered coolly.

The video is incomplete, but it is enough for people to recognize this starship - a destroyer that disappeared into the turbulence of time and space sixteen years ago.

At the end of the video, the baby was crying loudly, and an old man in ragged clothes happened to be passing by and was attracted by the cry.

He picked up the baby and limped away.

The sky was slightly white at that time, with a corner of the red sun peeking out in the distance.

The old man held the baby and walked towards the light. The rising sun stretched their figures, making them quiet and beautiful.

The picture is very beautiful, and netizens are very angry.

[Is the devil’s son Yan Na from the Tang Dynasty actually alive? God is really blind! 】

[The devil’s son is also a little devil! 】

[Since the destroyer encountered an accident, the person should be found and the original sentence should be carried out, the person should be deprived of his citizenship and kicked out of the alliance. 】

[His father has killed so many heroes. If he is sensible, he should die to apologize! 】

Relying on Tang Chaoyan's popularity, this video caused an uproar on the Star Network, and people could be seen discussing it in any area.

Posts related to insults and curses occupied all public squares within ten minutes, and suggestions for the alliance were still increasing at a rate of thousands per second.

It wasn't until a netizen posted a comment that people finally found the precise target.

[The place in the video is Lanxing, right? I lived there before I moved when I was a child. I have also seen that old man. I remember that he did pick up a baby sixteen years ago. If he remembered correctly, he also named the baby Shen Minghuan. 】

Shen Minghuan is also an Internet celebrity. Everyone knows that he comes from a garbage star and is an orphan.

With the double heat superimposed, if everyone's every word turns into a hammer, it can smash Shen Minghuan from the clouds in the sky into the eighteenth level of hell.

[No wonder he always wears a mask, afraid of being recognized, right? It turns out that he also feels guilty, which is really ridiculous. 】

[I said how could there be such a coincidence that there is another SS-level person, and I suggested that he should be tied up for research to find out how dirty the genes are to awaken this kind of talent. 】

Shen Minghuan was in a very good mood. If there weren't surveillance cameras in this room, he would have almost laughed.

The system has nodded thoughtfully and feels that it is time to start choosing the next world.