At the back of the team, a man with a scruffy beard and a weathered face slowly lifted his head, a faint but intense glow appeared in his eyes; not far away, a slender young man who always kept his head down also quietly pursed his lips, finally showing an imperceptible ripple in his originally icy cold eyes.
At this mont, the spaceship emitted a slight tremor, and the broadcast inside the cabin sounded: "We have arrived at Pluto’s Ice Extre Pass Spaceport, prepare for docking."
A mont later, the cabin door slowly opened, and a biting cold wind carrying tiny snow grains rushed into the cabin like countless ice needles scraping against the skin.
Many were caught off guard and shivered imdiately, instinctively shrinking their necks — just a gust of cold air made them feel as if their blood was about to freeze. If they ventured out wearing only the thin prison uniforms they had on, they’d turn into ice popsicles in seconds!
"Tap, tap, tap—"
The crisp sound of footsteps approached, as a team of soldiers in white custom-made cold-weather gear entered the cabin.
The guard straightened up imdiately and saluted.
The leading soldier returned the salute with a standard military gesture and spoke in a calm and courteous tone: "Ladies and gentlen, we are soldiers of the Ice Extre Pass Third Regint, Second Company. By order of the Military Lord, we are here to provide customized cold-weather gear for you."
The soldiers’ polite deanor left many of the Zuiyu troops stunned, followed by a faint hint of unexpected happiness.
Many among them were prepared to be exploited as cannon fodder, yet they didn’t expect such considerate arrangents upon arrival.
Although small, a piece of cold-weather gear was enough to show that this General Qin wasn’t one of those cold and bloodthirsty higher-ups from the rumors — with a leader like this, there might truly be hope for commutations through rit!
The crowd lined up in formation to receive the cold-weather gear one by one. The fabric was thick yet not cumberso, and a wave of warmth spread through them as soon as they put it on.
Once dressed, they followed the guard in an orderly fashion and exited the spaceship.
"Whew—"
As soon as they stepped out of the cabin door, vast expanses of endless white snow t their eyes, the fierce wind howled past, snow grains battering the cold-weather gear with a "rustle" sound.
Even dressed in specially made cold-weather gear, many couldn’t help but shiver, thinking to themselves:
True to its na, Pluto is incredibly harsh!
They curiously surveyed the surroundings, discovering that this was a sizable spaceport. Besides their spaceship, dozens of interstellar ships and transport crafts of all sizes were docked here, busy personnel in uniform bustling about with a lively scene unfolding. It was completely different from the desolate and criminal-only wasteland they had imagined!
At this mont, a deep engine sound ca from afar.
Everyone looked up, seeing a silver-white hovercraft quickly approaching.
The craft landed steadily beside the team, and the cabin door gradually opened.
The guard waved his hand: "Everyone, maintain formation and board the craft orderly!"
The crowd boarded the hovercraft in an orderly manner, found their seats, and sat down.
As the craft gently vibrated, it slowly ascended into the air and flew towards the distance.
Outside the cabin, the scenery changed rapidly, desolate ice fields whizzed beneath them, and soon, a sprawling cityscape erged in view.
Surrounding the city was a light blue energy shield, enveloping the entire city, insulating it from the harsh cold and snow outside.
Viewed from the sky, the city’s prosperity exceeded imagination.
High-rise buildings stood in rows, streets bustling with traffic, traded caravans, and small hovercraft moved endlessly, full of life and energy.
The city was distinctly divided into inner and outer parts.
The inner city was lively and bustling, featuring modern skyscrapers blended with nurous ice house buildings of regional characteristics, full of warmth; anwhile, the outer city was solemn, resembling a fortified military camp, with soldiers patrolling tall ice walls, watchtowers, and elevated cannons arranged orderly, exuding an imposing atmosphere.
Seeing this scene so different from the "Bitter Cold Desperate Realm," many Zuiyu troops were stunned, and their initial disappointnt and anxiety gradually turned into curiosity and a hint of secret expectation.
Here, it seed entirely different from what they imagined...
The hovercraft quickly reached its destination, landing stably on a spacious training field. The cold wind carried snow grains across the field, stirring up loose ice with a wailing sound.
The Zuiyu troops disembarked the hovercraft in an orderly manner and quickly rejoined their formation under the loud commands of the guard.
Soon, steady footsteps sounded from the distance. Everyone turned their heads to see a group of people walking through the wind and snow, heading directly onto the platform beside the training ground.
Instantly, all the Zuiyu troops’ gazes were firmly drawn to the figure at the forefront of the platform.
This was a very young man, with a tall, upright stature and sharp heroic spirit between his brows, his deanor cold and steady.
Donning a thin yet neatly pressed black military uniform, he stood out starkly amidst the ice and snow where everyone was bundled in heavy cold-weather gear. And most conspicuous was the sparkling golden star on his shoulder insignia — the emblem of a Royal Major General!
"Is he... General Qin Tian?"
A suppressed exclamation arose among the crowd, many instinctively widened their eyes, filled with disbelief and shock.
In their fixed perception, a Major General was already high-ranking within the Empire, let alone a Tier Seven, they expected a stern-faced, awe-inspiring middle-aged elder.
Yet Qin Tian before them seed excessively young, perfectly resembling an elite freshly graduated from military school.
"Definitely a direct heir of the top Golden Clan!" soone decisively thought in their heart.
Within the Empire, achieving Tier Seven at such a young age while holding a Major General position leaves no other possibility — ordinary clans simply lack the resources and foundation, even the Silver Clan couldn’t reach this, only the long-standing, deeply rooted Golden Clan could nurture such a remarkable heir.
While everyone privately speculated, Qin Tian slowly raised his eyes, his gaze swept like an eagle over the Zuiyu troop below.
That gaze was sharp and steady, seemingly capable of penetrating hearts, and the troop’s formation instantly quieted, even the howling wind sounded less intense.
"I am Qin Tian, Guardian Envoy of the Ice Extre Pass." Qin Tian’s voice wasn’t high, yet it carried a force penetrating through the snow, clearly reaching everyone’s ears, "From the mont you set foot on Pluto, your lives are under my control; whether you can successfully get your sentences commuted also depends on ."
These words directly clarified the power of control, causing many to tense up and instinctively stand straighter.
Qin Tian continued: "While working under , don’t think about taking shortcuts, I can know what each of you does or says, so put away your little tricks."
He paused, his tone relaxed slightly: "Of course, for those who work diligently, I will also follow the rules to apply for sentence reductions, allowing you to reunite with your families sooner."
These words brought a gleam to many eyes, and their previously tense expressions eased sowhat.
Before everyone could fully process this pleasant surprise, Qin Tian added a weightier promise: "Furthermore, I’ll add one more thing — among this group of Zuiyu troops, those who perform the best will have personally fund to bring your families to the Ice Extre Pass. You can reunite before serving your full sentences."
"What?!"
This ti, the crowd couldn’t suppress their excitent, a wave of uncontrollable commotion arose.
Reuniting with their families in advance?
This was sothing they never dared to imagine before!
Everyone’s eyes were filled with blazing light, their previous anxiety and disappointnt completely dissipated, replaced by sheer motivation and anticipation.
Looking at Qin Tian, their gaze also shifted from initial surprise and speculation to complete conviction and awe.
That was a Royal Major General, a true Tier Seven powerhouse! Such a figure had no need to deceive them with this, aning his words could definitely be trusted!
Soone secretly clenched their fist, already resolute in their heart: no matter the cost, they must perform well and strive for that opportunity to reunite with their families in advance!
Seeing those passionate eyes below, Qin Tian nodded slightly.
The enthusiasm had been successfully stirred.
Next...
His gaze passed over several faces.
These few were the key.
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