CHAPTER 41: CHAPTER 41: ZONG YAN, WHEN WILL THE ANCESTRAL STAGE EVER END?

Inside the Lu Villa, Su Ruan stretched lazily.

The words of Lu Shinian echoed in her mind, and she suddenly smiled. Only now did she realize how foolish she had been.

How could Lu Shinian possibly wear only one uniform? He is the kind of person who would frown at even a speck of dirt on his clothing.

Was it because she hadn’t seen him for a few days that she missed him a little?

Su Ruan’s eyes flashed with a strange thought, which quickly vanished.

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On the other side, in the office of the Third Legion.

Lin Tianxian, belonging to the Advanced Medical Center of the Third Legion, was reporting to Lu Shinian, "Zong Yan from the Second Legion has applied for impurity clearing. Commander, do you approve?"

For certain reasons, the clearing device for impurities, known as the Clearing Device, is only available at the Advanced Medical Center of the Third Legion. This is no secret among the high-level members of various legions.

Zong Yan belonged to the upper echelons of the Second Legion, so naturally, he was aware of this.

"Terms?" Lu Shinian’s tone was indifferent, his hand busy correcting documents.

"They agree to provide a Super A-level Mecha," Lin Tianxian reported, "It’s said that Zong Yan suddenly went berserk while engaging in mecha combat in the Second World, entering an Ancestral Stage, nearly slaughtering the entire viewing plaza."

In Lu Shinian’s mind, a familiar figure he had seen not long ago at the Mecha Combat Center quickly flashed by, and he finally set down the documents, looking up at Lin Tianxian.

"Is Zong Yan referred to as the Invincible Little Overlord in the Second World?"

Lin Tianxian was slightly taken aback, "Commander, I am not aware of that."

"But knowing his temperament, that’s very likely the kind of name he’d use."

"Mm." Lu Shinian nodded lightly, "Let him come."

Lin Tianxian swiftly saluted and responded, "Yes!"

Half an hour later, Zong Yan arrived at the Third Legion. He had flamboyant blonde hair, looking almost identical to his appearance in the Second World.

He was tall and robust, his entire body brimming with muscles.

But at this moment, his eyes were unnaturally red, veins bulging on his arms, and his expression was one of immense pain.

He was helped to the Advanced Medical Center of the legion, his steps unstable, nearly unable to walk on his own.

After entering the medical center, Lin Tianxian promptly performed impurity clearing on him.

An hour later, Zong Yan felt considerably more relaxed, the unbearable restlessness in his body gone, and the bloodthirsty desires had greatly diminished.

He propped himself up and sat, telling Lin Tianxian, "Doctor Lin, thank you."

Lin Tianxian smiled, "You should thank our Commander. It was he who approved it."

Zong Yan nodded, "Alright, I’ll go thank him in person."

With that, he got up, flexed his wrist, and took large strides towards Lu Shinian’s office.

Upon reaching the office door, he coughed loudly, "Commander Lu!"

"Come in." Lu Shinian’s voice was deep, yet carried an imposing aura.

Zong Yan pushed the door open and swaggered over to sit opposite Lu Shinian.

"Commander, thank you for this time."

He clasped his hands in gratitude.

Lu Shinian glanced up at him, his expression cold, "One Super A-level Mecha."

Zong Yan: ...

"Alright, alright, I got it." Zong Yan scratched his head, "Damn it, who knows when this Ancestral Stage will end."

"The Research Department hasn’t figured anything out yet?"

"We pay so much tax every year and after all these years, not a damn thing has come out!"