316: Chapter 319 Jiang Wanqiu: I love it, I love Father God the most!

The blue light of the holographic projection cast a dreamlike hue over the entire study.

Jiang Wanqiu sat cross-legged on the alloy throne, still wearing her battle-damaged nano combat suit, but at this moment, the murderous aura in her eyes had vanished without a trace, replaced by a tenderness capable of melting steel.

She clutched the pure cotton nightgown sent from Earth, printed with cartoon piglets, tightly in her hands, pressing it against her cheek as if it were a priceless holy relic.

"Father God..."

She called out softly, her voice filled with intense affection, "These... these gifts you gave Wanqiu, Wanqiu has received them all."

"This is the first time you have prepared such exquisite God-realm fabric for Wanqiu."

"The... pattern on this, Wanqiu likes it very much."

She traced the piglet pattern on the clothes rather clumsily, a pure, happy smile surfacing at the corners of her mouth that had never been displayed in the Wasteland.

In that cruel Wasteland, she had killed mutant beasts, slaughtered mechanical legions, and ascended the Empress's throne by stepping over the bones of her enemies.

But she had never worn this kind of cotton clothing.

This touch.

Soft, warm; it felt as if simply wearing it could wash away all the bloodstains on her body.

"As long as you like it."

Jiang Chen looked at the Empress on the screen, blushing like a newlywed bride, and the string in his heart named "Iron Blood" instantly snapped. "This thing sells quite well over here; if you want more in the future, I'll have a whole box wholesale-shipped to you."

"No! I only want the ones you personally give me!"

Jiang Wanqiu shook her head violently, her red eyes shining frighteningly, "Father God, actually... today is not just to thank you for your 'God's Grace'."

She took a deep breath, seemingly having made a huge resolution, and her head, usually held high with arrogance, bowed for the first time in front of Jiang Chen.

"Father God, Dawn City has been pacified, and the expansion of the Wasteland Plane is basically stable."

"My people can now live and multiply peacefully on this land."

"But I feel that here... even with more spoils of war, it seems like something is missing."

"Missing what?" Jiang Chen's heart jumped slightly, seemingly guessing something.

"Missing... a home."

Jiang Wanqiu raised her head, her exquisite face flushed with excitement, and she tremblingly opened a metal box beside her.

Inside there were no gold mines, nor any fragments of alien ruins.

It was a small, cold-glowing "Unity Knot" carved from the purest crystal energy block in the Wasteland.

It was something she had spent three whole months grinding out, bit by bit, in the gaps of the most intense wars.

"Father God."

She held the crystal-clear Unity Knot with both hands and slowly knelt towards the direction of the projection.

"In the laws of the Wasteland, this kind of knot represents—eternal symbiosis."

"It doesn't need that hypocritical ritual, nor does it need the blessing of the gods."

"Wanqiu only asks you..."

"Are you willing to carve my name into that... that 'Household Register' which represents your life's belonging?"

Jiang Wanqiu's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally it was almost inaudible.

Her always overbearing Empress aura was gone at this moment.

She was like the humblest believer waiting for judgment, waiting for the promise that would allow her to bid farewell to slaughter and go to the other shore.

Jiang Chen looked at her appearance, his heart shaken severely.

This girl.

Has truly fallen in love.

In his life, he had seen countless people: gold-diggers like Lin Yao, high-and-mighty flowers like Academician Chen Shuyin who dedicated herself to research, and alien politicians who would stop at nothing for profit.

But never had anyone been like Jiang Wanqiu.

Throwing all her life, all her pride and self-esteem, unreservedly in front of him, just for a so-called "home".

"You are playing with fire."

Jiang Chen gave a bitter smile, his palm gently brushing over the holographic projection, as if he had really touched her long silver hair.

"You are the Empress."

"Being with me, this 'Earth Village Chief', is not a peaceful life."

"What I will face in the future is an enemy capable of destroying dimensions, the group of real The Keepers hiding in the dark."

"Follow me, you will die."

"Even, you might not even be able to leave a whole corpse."

Jiang Wanqiu was not frightened.

She raised her head, her red pupils reflecting only Jiang Chen's shadow.

That firmness, that determination to face death, made Jiang Chen feel his soul trembling along with it.

"If I can die by Father God's side, that is Wanqiu's highest honor."

"As long as I can hold your hand at the very last moment..."

"Even if it means falling into reincarnation, even if it means total destruction, what does it matter?"

Jiang Chen let out a long breath.

He didn't say anything more.

Just in front of the hundreds of thousands of Wasteland soldiers on the other side of the screen, he nodded solemnly towards the Empress who was kneeling on one knee.

"Good."

"I accept this betrothal gift."

"Wait until I finish the messy things at hand, wait until I pull out the mastermind behind this universe..."

"I will go to the Wasteland."

"We won't hold a wedding, I will give you a... real, tangible home where you can feel the body temperature."

Jiang Wanqiu smiled through her tears.

That smile was bright, like the first flower blooming in the true sense on the Wasteland wilderness.

"Wanqiu... likes Father God the most."

She murmured, that sense of satisfaction seemed to make her seventy thousand years of loneliness redeemed at this moment.

Communication interrupted.

Light and shadow disappeared.

The study returned to darkness.

Jiang Chen stood up, picked up the crystal coordinate on the table, the heaviness in his heart not only did not decrease, but deepened.

But the smile on his face became thicker.

"Having accepted someone's dowry, it is indeed unreasonable not to provide a decent 'thank you gift'."

He turned his head and looked at Zhao Gang who was standing at the door with a shocked face, his tone as plain as if he were arranging tomorrow's menu:

"Old Zhao."

"Since Wanqiu wants to give birth to a God-child for me so much..."

"Then you go to the laboratory and call Academician Chen Shuyin out for me."

"Since we are going to roam the stars, we must arrange the 'fetal stabilization medicine' and 'God-child cultivation chamber' in advance."

"By the way..."

Jiang Chen walked to the safe and pressed a button.

That was the last piece of ultimate technology about "Origin" that he had just received from the "System" and had never dared to use—[Civilization Ascension Device].

"Bring this too."

"Although I don't know if it can be used."

"But this time we are going to see that 'big shot', if we don't have some treasures at the bottom of the box..."

"Wouldn't that make me seem very impolite?"

Jiang Chen put things into the bag.

He strode out of the study and pushed open the door connecting to the endless deep space.

Behind him is the Earth full of warmth.

In front is the end of the universe waiting for him to destroy and reshape.

He smiled.

To have such a family in this life, to have such a hardcore love battlefield.

What more could one ask for?

"Let's go."

"Whether it is a god or a demon."

"Since they have all come."

"Then let them..."

"All kneel down for me!"

Following Jiang Chen's footsteps, the warship that was silent in the void erupted again with a roar sufficient to tear the galaxy apart.

This is not just a war.

This is a... about how men, women, children, and the entire interstellar civilization can "decently" end the Old Ones.

The highest specification—Full Month Ceremony!

And on the other end of the communicator.

Jiang Wanqiu was holding the battle saber, standing on the wilderness that had just been "renovated" by him, facing the starry sky of the entire universe, revealing that kind of Yandere-like tenderness that could make all advanced civilizations despair:

"Father God said."

"He will come soon."

"And anyone who dares to disturb our family gathering..."

"Will all be chopped into—minced meat by me."

The starry sky is still deep.

But at that moment.

The entire galaxy was trembling.

Because, the man named "Jiang Chen", carrying his dowry, carrying his children, is heading towards the God Throne... with an unstoppable posture.

This battle is not just revenge.

This is the—first shot to open a new century.