Yu'er estimated that Li Baolu and the other companions in the landing craft were probably about to throw up their lunch by now. However, they had achieved the most glorious result—as mere mortals, they had flattened a disaster-class spiritual monster into a pancake.

This was the power of science! This was the kind of battle I wanted to see! Yu'er's heart swelled with pride.

"We...we won, right?" Wien asked, his voice still shaky.

"Of course..." Yu'er was about to say, but just then, a viscous bulge emerged again from the flattened mass of flesh.

It was a humanoid shape seemingly formed by the entanglement of unspeakable, vile flesh and blood fragments, with Brigadier General Morey’s face still plastered on it.

"Power, infinite power! Why did I fail? How could I fail...?" He was still struggling, roaring.

"This guy is still alive?" Everyone was in an uproar, even Wien and Meng Jiao looked exhausted. The security guards had already started trembling.

However, Yu'er felt like laughing a little. He only needed to sense the almost full second Star Ring to feel even more like laughing.

"General, my General... I cannot save you! I can't even pay respects to your spirit in heaven! Wuwuwu, General!"

I already said General Schwartz was still alive! He could have potentially been released after a few years, at most losing all his authority and retiring as a wealthy recluse; but now, after your commotion, it's really hard to say.

Yu'er looked at the twisted face, raised his autocannon, and prepared to put him out of his misery.

Then, a white light whistled Past his side, piercing into the monster's body like a sword.

As the white light overflowed, Brigadier General Morey's body, twisted from tentacles, flesh, and hair, began to dissolve like thin ice under the sun's rays. He didn't even let out a final shriek before vanishing into thin air.

I didn't expect to have my kill stolen like that.

Yu'er turned his head helplessly, looking at Gongsun Qing, who had delivered the final strike. He knew she meant well, but he still felt like cursing.

"Grandpa said that even if a degenerated spiritual monster loses its combat ability, it still poses a risk of contamination to all spiritual energy users," Gongsun Qing said seriously.

I've fought my way through the Void Realm seven times and back, and killed countless Abyssal Space demons more exaggerated than this. Am I still afraid of this kind of contamination? Yu'er really wanted to say that, but since the girl meant well, he still showed a sincere smile of gratitude: "Thank you... Um, Xiao Qing, you can already control light to dispel evil now, huh?"

Xiao Qing? Wien raised his eyebrows, glancing at Yu'er, who called her that as a matter of course, and Gongsun Qing, who accepted it as a matter of course. He immediately became excited.

With the crisis resolved, he was now eager to go to the goddess's side, determined to bring her to see this scene.

"I somehow learned it last year, but today is also the first time I've used it in actual combat... Phew, I was really afraid of accidentally hurting you." Gongsun Qing stuck out her tongue, then immediately sat down on the ground like a duck, as if she had lost her bones.

"Ah, so tired, I really want to sleep for a long time..." Her eyes were unfocused, and she mumbled to herself.

Before everyone could gather around, Yu'er loudly announced: "Everyone heard what the young lady said, right? Even if a spiritual monster loses its combat ability or even its ability to evolve, its contamination still takes some time to dissipate. For now, don't come near; I'll handle it! I'm the expert in this area."

Even if Yu'er hadn't said anything, no one wanted to approach. Even though it had been crushed into a large blood pancake, it was still twitching. Although the oppressive, eerie spiritual aura was dissipating, the nauseating stench, on the contrary, grew stronger.

Under everyone's worshipful gaze, Yu'er squeezed into the still-twitching mass of flesh, held his breath, went to the deepest part, reached in and fumbled around, extending his perception, and quickly caught something different. He once again, with lightning speed, plunged his hand into the mass of flesh, pulled out a foreign object only as long as a finger, and hid it in his sleeve.

He knew without looking that this thing was the parasite on Morey's brainstem, commonly known as the "universe slug" in later generations, and scientifically known as the "host protozoan," an alien creature.

However, this was not the only unidentified object among the remains. Yu'er fumbled around again and pulled out a thin, square object, like a playing card.

During the previous attacks, this thing remained completely unharmed. Needless to say, it could only be some kind of spiritual energy treasure.

Yu'er looked at the "playing card" in his hand, at the mysterious spiritual energy runes on its face, and was so happy he wanted to dance and celebrate.

On the other side, on the bridge, as Xiaobai remotely opened the armored door of the bridge, the hostages finally understood that the battle outside was over, their side had won, and they were safe. Seeing their own warships appearing outside the portholes, and the continuous landing of rescue personnel, even the upper-class people who were supposed to maintain their composure couldn't help but cheer.

Duke Fisu and Representative Belmont rose simultaneously, exchanging another glance.

"What an interesting celebration!"

"Indeed, it's worthy of being recorded in history!"

"The young people of Earth are truly remarkable."

"Yes, thankfully, they are just young people!"

They silently exchanged the above information again, then reaffirmed that the other party was essentially the same kind as themselves, and immediately turned their faces away in disgust, creating distance between them.

Defense Committee Chairman Nihita straightened his suit and walked towards the President. He really wanted to join the cheering crowd, but looking at the President, who was still holding Miss Serena and wiping away tears, he felt a headache.

Sure enough, as soon as the reporters confirmed that the battle was over, they quickly turned their cameras towards this side. They were among the first to react, immediately remembering their professional duties. It must be said, at least in terms of their spirit of dedication, they were truly admirable!

Even if your emotions are stirred, even if you can't help yourself, even if it's a true outpouring of emotion, you still need to consider the occasion. Do you even understand your position? When you lose face, you lose the face of the entire Commonwealth!

Most importantly, you're losing my face too!

Chairman Nihita covertly glared at the President, hoping to convey the above emotions, but he was destined to be disappointed.

The President completely ignored his surroundings, continuing to cry and wipe away tears. Since he woke up, all his attention had been on the singer, and he didn't even bother to care about the major battle that had just threatened his life.

"Let go, you're hugging too tight."

"Wuwuwu, Serena, my little moon..."

"That's disgusting!"

"universe spirit bless, I am truly emotional, even if the universe spirit tries to stop me, I will never let go."

"If you don't let go, I'll never see you again."

Nockham quickly released his hands, forcing an awkward smile, still at a loss.

"Stand further away, at least one meter from me!"

"Okay, one meter, one meter... Anything Serena wants." President Nockham hastily stepped back a few more paces, his smile a mixture of awkwardness and fawning. He looked exactly like some sycophant raising the price of B!

Nihita was so angry he almost punched the guy's dog head. You know, even when facing the Imperial Chancellor and the Commonwealth Grand President, this guy had never been so pathetic, at least not on the surface.

Where is the national dignity? Where is justice?

The Chairman was about to go over and say a few words, but he was pushed back by a group of reporters. These guys were like zombies sniffing out meat, swarming around the President and Miss Serena, their eyes bloodshot. The oppressive feeling at this moment was even stronger than that of Brigadier General Morey, who had already turned to ash.

"Your Excellency, you can't deny it now, can you?"

"So, is this going to be an official announcement?"

"President Nockham, are you betraying your family? Or is the rumor true, that you have secretly divorced your wife?"

"Your Excellency, President, it's difficult for someone disloyal to family and marriage to be loyal to the country and its people, don't you think?"

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency, a thirty-plus year age gap ultimately goes against common ethical understanding. Don't you think that, as a head of state, this is also an issue you need to consider?"

What shocked Nihita was that, facing questions that would usually make him furious, President Nockham was surprisingly calm, showing no signs of anger, and even smiling. It was as if as long as Miss Serena by his side was safe, he had no other desires.

Until one reporter said: "Your Excellency, I'm Fox from GNN News. Did Miss Serena gain fame by exploiting an illicit relationship with you? Besides you, what other immoral dealings were involved in her acting career? Miss Serena, do you have anything to say to the public?"

Many people's eyes lit up, thinking, *Now this is a question*. Truly worthy of GNN!

"You, what do you know? What do you know?!"

Uh, the President's reaction doesn't seem to match everyone's expectations!

The next second, the President's eyes turned bloodshot, his nostrils flared, and a fierce, powerful punch whistled and landed on the reporter's nose.

President Nockham, whose small cosmos had once again erupted, certainly couldn't deal with a spiritual energy user like Morey, but dealing with a reporter was not a big problem.

The reporter, Fox, fainted on the spot, and before he could even shriek, the President had already leaped onto him, unleashing a flurry of heavy punches.

"I can tolerate it if you talk about me, but why talk about Serena?!"

"She is pure as jade, she is my moon, is she someone you dirty things can insult?"

"Yes, she is my daughter! What about it?! I'm sorry to her and her mother, I don't dare to divorce!"

"I'm a bastard, I'm a coward, but I can beat you to death!"

"Her mother disappeared after she got pregnant with her, I couldn't find her at all!"

"I didn't even know Serena existed until she became famous, okay? What kind of 'dealings'?!"

"If it weren't for my desperate pleas, she wouldn't even meet me. She was photographed by you XX paparazzi because of me, her scumbag father!"

"I've tolerated you for too long! Constantly hyping up scandals! Fine, scandals it is!"

"Anyway, my wife and I have been estranged for many years, almost ten years of separation. Isn't it just for these trivial matters that we're still putting on a show? I'm going back to divorce her!"

"Yes, and I'm going to resign! Why the hell am I this damn President?! XX GNN, XX media!"

Although the reporters were dumbfounded, they continued to film non-stop, and some even weakly retorted: "You just swore!"

"So what if I swore? I'm going to resign, I'm not afraid of you!"

"Serena, don't be afraid, Daddy will protect you! Daddy will propose to your mom when I get back!"

Serena blinked, a look of reluctance on her face, but she still said in a decisive tone: "Mom is currently co-managing a transport ship with her boyfriend who is ten years younger than her. She's not on Earth ten months out of the year, basically living a life for just the two of them. I estimate she's probably not interested in you anymore..."

The President froze for a moment, then continued to swing his fists, his blows becoming even heavier.

It was at this point that the Defense Committee Chairman finally reacted and quickly pushed his way into the crowd. He was nearly twenty years younger than the President and much more robust, but it still took him a great deal of effort to barely pull the enraged President up.

"Don't play dead! Don't play dead! We're going to duel! Duel! Whether with swords, guns, or bare hands, anything is fine! What's your name? Hey, get up!"

Serena Mao silently watched her "scumbag father" who had barely fulfilled any paternal duties, and suddenly felt that he would probably be idle after resigning. She should be able to spend more time with him.

She would take him to eat Miss Coral's five-colored ice cream.

The commotion on the bridge almost attracted the attention of all the companions, but Yu'er was too lazy to bother with it. The gossip about the singer and her presidential father could only be for mortals. Compared to that, wasn't the dead spiritual monster more appealing? And a spiritual energy treasure?

He was still intently examining the "playing card" in his hand. He fiddled with it, holding it up to the light, and the patterns on the card face immediately dimmed, instantly turning it into an unremarkable metal piece.

Yu'er pondered for a moment, took a few more steps, leaned against the passage, and let the dim moonlight stream in through the porthole.

Under the natural light, the patterns on the card face lit up again.

Hmm, yes, this was indeed a Void Command Token!

"This looks like a Void Realm Teleportation Talisman!"

Well, Void Command Tokens indeed had the name "Teleportation Talisman," after all, that's what they did.

Yu'er looked up and saw Feifei, who had appeared at some point. She was standing by the window, smiling at him, like a fairy emerging from the moonlight's veil.

"Feifei... You recognize this too?" Yu'er held up the object in his hand.

"Yes, I've been studying mysticism and alchemy recently. I did see it in the library."

"Library?"

"Yes, the academy's library. Fourth floor, H14 shelf, SC7082, 'General Knowledge of Hidden Treasures'." Feifei smiled: "Yu'er has become a spiritual energy user, and I always feel like I might suddenly awaken one day. So I have to start preparing in advance."

Her tone was very matter-of-fact, talking about spiritual energy users as if it were getting a driver's license, but Yu'er always felt that what she said seemed to be perfectly fine.

"However, I haven't seen this kind of pattern. The book describes the actual styles of teleportation talismans, but none of them are like this." Feifei shifted her attention to the object.

Feifei probably hadn't seen it. This type of teleportation talisman was Model 12, very rare, consumed extremely high materials, and required even higher returns for the creator. Additionally, it actually worked on others; rather than being a Void Realm pass, it was more like a banishment order.

And, it should be single-use.

"I think anything involving the Void Realm should be handled with caution. Yu'er, we can... I'm talking to you!"

Yu'er had already permeated the metal card in his hand with spiritual energy, and the object immediately began to glow. The mysterious patterns instantly emitted a hazy light.

"Uh... sorry, I just did it by accident." Yu'er said with a cheeky smile.

"Yu'er, I think you have a lot to reflect on!" Feifei crossed her arms. She was genuinely a little angry.

Fortunately, at this moment, the hazy light poured into the moonlight, interweaving into a chaotic displacement of light and shadow. Amidst those dazzling displacements, a figure appeared, quickly solidifying into a physical form.

"Frank, you need to calm down, you can't go down the path of crime!"

The other party shouted, then realized the scene was wrong, and seeing Yu'er's somewhat dazed expression, he himself froze.

Who else could it be but Lieutenant General Wang Jingyang?

"Happy one-hour Void Realm tour! Uncle Wang!" Yu'er was the first to react, greeting him with a smile, then reversed his hand to grasp Feifei's soft hand: "Alright, you can make me apologize however you want! Even if I have to write a ten-thousand-word self-criticism, it's fine!"

Anyway, I'm super happy right now! Nothing else matters.

Alright, I won't simplify it in the future; I can even type one more character.

Also, thanks to Lord kasaan for the generous reward.