Chapter 3
The Emperor of the Yaojin Empire?
Ye Yumeng shook his head, indicating he had never seen him. The Yaojin Empire was an extremely mysterious nation, and in the original owner’s memories, there wasn’t much information about it.
Seeing this, Gan Xiaoyang chuckled and opened his communicator, pulling up an image.
“I went through a lot of trouble bypassing restrictions to find this—let me broaden your horizons.”
The girl sitting beside him, Mo Jingyun, leaned over to take a look as well, while the remaining boy, Gao Hui, seemed rather uninterested.
In the image was a handsome young man of about fifteen or sixteen, with light golden short hair and icy green eyes. He sat upright on a throne, looking down at the camera from above.
Though his youthful air had not yet fully faded, he already possessed a powerful presence that made people not dare to underestimate him.
“He looks a bit young?” Ye Yumeng couldn’t help but say.
The golden hair and green eyes were quite beautiful, though the hair was a bit short—in Ye Yumeng’s opinion, long hair always looked better, regardless of gender.
“This was taken when he ascended the throne at fifteen,” Gan Xiaoyang said. “He should be around twenty-six or twenty-seven now, right?”
Mo Jingyun couldn’t help asking, “Is there a more recent one?”
“Hah, you don’t get it.” Gan Xiaoyang said, “The Yaojin royal family’s images are highly classified. Forget foreign IPs—even people from their own country can’t download recent photos from the star network.”
He pointed at the image. “This is already the most recent one we can get!”
“Even from this, you can see His Majesty’s heroic bearing. Now that he’s grown, he must be even more extraordinary.”
“Once we arrive at the Medical Planet and obtain legal status, we’ll be able to watch his high-definition battle footage on the star network and witness his style!”
Seeing Gan Xiaoyang’s excited expression, Ye Yumeng couldn’t help but ask, “You seem to admire him a lot?”
“Hahaha, of course!”
Gan Xiaoyang said enthusiastically, “I’m a fan of his combat prowess.”
“He’s recognized as the strongest in the interstellar world. Back then, it was he who led the army in countless campaigns, and in the end, destroyed the Zerg’s main nest in one fell swoop, bringing about the current peace.”
“Right, right!”
Mo Jingyun chimed in, “I heard His Majesty has an elite squad—only twelve members, each a battle-hardened warrior, and most importantly, every single one of them is incredibly handsome!”
“Exactly! His Majesty’s victory over the Zerg army wouldn’t have been possible without those elites!”
Zerg.
A flood of related memories immediately surfaced in Ye Yumeng’s mind.
The Zerg had appeared over a decade ago and rapidly swept across the interstellar world. At that time, the original owner had only been seven or eight years old, and his parents were still alive.
It was also because of the Zerg crisis that Ye’s father’s company went bankrupt. He had no choice but to venture into space in desperation, only to die at the hands of the Zerg, leaving behind enormous debt…
Looking at these memories, Ye Yumeng couldn’t help but feel a trace of sorrow.
“Have the Zerg all been eliminated?” he asked.
“Ah… probably?” Gan Xiaoyang said. “I heard the Zerg function as a collective organism. Once the Queen dies, all the others die too, no matter how far away they are.”
“So the Queen was killed?” Ye Yumeng asked.
“Yes!”
Gan Xiaoyang said proudly, “In the final battle, the Emperor of the Yaojin Empire led the army to kill the Queen and blew up the planet where the Zerg nest was located!”
“That was probably the most magnificent firework in human history! Huh, didn’t you see it on TV?”
Gan Xiaoyang looked at Ye Yumeng in confusion.
Ye Yumeng paused briefly, then quickly smiled. “I did, just didn’t pay much attention…”
When his parents passed away, the original owner had been very young. He didn’t realize he had inherited their estate—and naturally, their debts came with it.
By the time he learned of this law, he was already an adult, and it was too late.
With creditors pressing hard, he could only work day and night to repay the debt, leaving him little time to pay attention to current events.
He only knew that the Zerg had been eliminated more than a year ago and that peace had returned to the interstellar world. Beyond that, he didn’t know much—after all, the Xihe Federation had never faced a direct Zerg invasion.
“You really should learn more about it,” Gan Xiaoyang said. “The Emperor of the Yaojin Empire is truly the most handsome and strongest man in the entire galaxy!”
“Alright.” Ye Yumeng nodded. “By the way, what’s his name? That shouldn’t be classified, right?”
“Lu Nanzhou.”
Gan Xiaoyang had just begun to answer when Gao Hui beside him cut in first.
Ye Yumeng blinked. “Lu… Nan Zou?”
Gan Xiaoyang: “……”
That mishearing is really something else.
Star Network Community, virtual conference room.
The Yaojin Empire had a total of 36 habitable planets, of which 32 had already been developed.
At this moment, the chief governors of all 32 planets were gathered in this holographic virtual meeting room, reporting on this year’s work.
Finally, it was the last speaker—the governor of Redwood Planet. Those seated below collectively let out a breath of relief.
The meeting had gone on for far too long. Though it was held online and didn’t strain the body, it was still mentally exhausting.
At this thought, quite a few people secretly glanced at the long-haired man seated at the head—
It was their Emperor, Lu Nanzhou.
There were rumors that His Majesty had been severely injured in the final battle with the Zerg and was already nearing the end of his life.
The Emperor was not yet married, and the royal family lacked suitable successors. If something were to happen to him now…
One could easily imagine the turmoil that would befall the Yaojin Empire.
Because of this rumor, the empire had recently been filled with unease and undercurrents.
However, once today’s meeting ended, the rumors would likely dispel themselves.
As always, throughout the more than ten hours of intense proceedings, His Majesty maintained a clear and composed mind. His speech remained as sharp as ever, leaving everyone inwardly awed.
At last, the governor of Redwood Planet finished his report, signaling the end of the meeting.
“Dismissed.”
The man’s calm voice sounded, and the governors felt as if granted amnesty. After bowing, they disappeared one by one from the virtual room.
In the end, only the young man seated at his right remained.
He, too, had golden hair and green eyes. His light golden curls were neatly styled, giving him a composed and capable appearance.
After confirming that all governors had logged off and that the staff assisting the meeting from the capital had also disconnected, leaving only the two of them, he finally spoke.
“Your Majesty, you’ve worked hard,” Lu Yuanqing said.
Lu Nanzhou kept his eyes closed. Though in the virtual world his physical state was not fully reflected, the pain in his expression could still be discerned.
Lu Yuanqing couldn’t help but sigh.
“Your Majesty…”
Lu Nanzhou opened his eyes and said calmly, “I’m fine.”
Then he stood up.
Just as he was about to log off, Lu Yuanqing spoke again.
“I heard from Lei Qi that he arranged a slot for you in the virtual beast arena, but you’ve been unwilling to go.”
Lei Qi was Lu Nanzhou’s attending physician.
“Venting destruction in a virtual world does nothing to alleviate my condition,” Lu Nanzhou said with a frown.
Even so, in this moment, he dropped his calm facade.
Like a ferocious beast confined in a cage, he paced back and forth—no roaring, no madness, yet every step made one clearly feel his anger, unwillingness, and the power capable of destroying everything.
“It does help.”
Lu Yuanqing looked at him and said, “Lei Qi discussed it with me. He said suppressing your emotions like this is actually harmful to your recovery.”
“As long as you cooperate with treatment, there’s still hope…”
Before he could finish, a shattering sound rang out—
With just a single glance from Lu Nanzhou, everything in the virtual conference room shattered into particles of light.
“……”
Lu Yuanqing looked at him, unable to continue.
Lu Nanzhou himself froze slightly.
“Sorry, Yuanqing.”
After saying that, he did not argue further and simply logged off.
Lu Yuanqing watched as the items in the virtual room slowly reassembled.
The lingering waves of Lu Nanzhou’s mental power had yet to dissipate. Feeling the violence and unwillingness contained within, sorrow couldn’t help but appear on his face.
He also exited the virtual room.
In reality, Lu Yuanqing opened his eyes and sat up from the holographic simulation pod.
He put on his communicator, then walked to a light computer, opened encrypted software on the desktop, and after unlocking it with his iris, a surveillance feed appeared.
On the screen was a hospital room.
Judging by the lighting, it was dusk there, with warm orange light slanting in through the window.
Though the tone was warm and bright, looking at the small bed in the center of the frame brought no sense of warmth.
On the bed lay a small beast, its entire body charred black, curled into a ball, connected to various complex, advanced instruments.
Yet even these cutting-edge devices could only barely sustain its life—they could not cure it. More than a year had passed, and not only had it not improved, it had gradually worsened.
If not for certain old factions beginning to stir again, making suppression across various regions increasingly difficult, Lu Yuanqing would never have agreed to hold this meeting.
He wondered if his imperial brother forcing himself like this today would further worsen his condition.
Looking at the small beast on the screen, Lu Yuanqing’s eyes were filled with worry, heartache, and sorrow.
Once the strongest in the interstellar world—his most admired brother, and the emperor worshipped and followed by countless people—
Yet in reality, he could only linger in a juvenile beast form, waiting for death in despair…
Lu Yuanqing sighed once more.
He withdrew his hand, tapped his communicator, and dialed a number. Soon, a silver-haired young man appeared on the screen.
“Prince, good day.”
Lu Yuanqing nodded and got straight to the point. “The Medical Planet has recently recruited a batch of medical staff from the Xihe Federation. They’ll likely be assigned to the Royal Sanatorium. Go and check their backgrounds.”
“Yes!”
The silver-haired young man accepted the order immediately, then asked, “Your Highness, has there been a traitor on the Medical Planet…?”
Lu Yuanqing shook his head. “Just a precaution. It’s routine deployment.”
The Royal Sanatorium on the Medical Planet primarily housed important figures who had made outstanding contributions to the Yaojin Empire. Many of them possessed high-level beast bloodlines—
Among them, Lu Nanzhou stood at the top.
Although their bodies had regressed to juvenile forms due to illness, that didn’t mean they were weak.
On the contrary, because they couldn’t control their power, bloodline and mental energy outbursts occurred frequently, posing great challenges to medical staff.
They were easily affected by bloodline suppression among beast races, leading to operational errors—or in severe cases, leaving them unable to even move.
On the Medical Planet, doctors with high-level beast bloodlines who could ignore such suppression were extremely rare, and it was impossible for them to care for so many patients at once.
Thus, Lu Nanzhou’s attending physician—and director of the Royal Sanatorium, Lei Qi—eventually turned his attention to the Xihe Federation…
Lu Yuanqing supported this attempt, but he was also highly concerned about the sanatorium’s safety.
Looking at the surveillance feed, at the small beast barely clinging to life on the bed, he pressed his lips together slightly before speaking again.
“Ah Yin, go in person,” he said. “And for me… spend more time with him.”
“Yes, Your Highness!”
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