Every Life is Wonderful.

On the TV was a soccer game, the situation was tense, the score was still 0-0, this was a game where superpowers could not be used, and there were no spectators in the stands.

Charles leaned against the sofa folding paper cranes, next to him was a cute little girl, whose pockets were already full of paper cranes.

"Big brother, hurry up and fold two more, then there will be ninety-nine, I can take them to give to George!" said the little girl, her eyes shining like stars.

Charles smiled gently, "Okay, Vera, don't rush, gifts for others should not be rushed."

The girl named Vera had no choice but to wait patiently.

After handing over the last two paper cranes to Vera, Charles beckoned to the butler behind him. The butler immediately bowed and listened quietly.

"Change that referee," Charles pointed to the referee on the TV, "I don't like his mustache."

The butler bowed slightly, turned and left. In less than a few minutes, the big mustached referee on TV was replaced.

This was a game watched only for one person.

After seeing Vera skip away happily, Charles put away his indulgent smile and stood up to straighten his collar, ordering people to go down, "Let them rest first, I'll go see my father."

All the way to the top floor of the castle, Charles saw his father in the attic.

The current patriarch of the Pendragon family, Cohens, was in his prime. His eyes were as fierce as a tiger or leopard, but he was actually a rather benevolent middle-aged man.

"My precious son," Cohens came up and gave Charles a hug, "Are you now willing to talk to Dad about the stories from the trials? Who injured my precious son so badly?"

Charles sighed. He was dissatisfied with his father's behavior of ignoring his dignity, but still nodded and said, "To be precise, it was two people. One held me back and the other shot me from a distance with a sniper rifle."

"Thank you, Dad," Charles bowed deeply, "If it wasn't for the amulet you gave me, I might already be dead."

Cohens looked at his proud son, more and more satisfied. He smiled and said, "You are the hope of the Pendragon family. I don't like fighting, but I can still barely withstand the pressure. Dad is waiting for you to grow up."

"I..." Charles raised his head to look at his father. At this moment, his father in front seemed particularly tall.

"Alright," Cohens put his arm around his son's shoulder and sat down next to a chair, "Tell me about those two opponents. What do you think of them? Were they petty men of sinister schemes and tricks?"

Charles shook his head without hesitation. "It wasn't a sinister plot. It should be said it was tactics. The one who held me back had a very strange superpower that could suppress my superpower from working."

"It's a pity," Charles sighed. "He was a very good opponent. He swayed my emotions and was fearless in battle. He was a true warrior, but his companion seemed to intend to sacrifice him together, so the last shot also tore his body apart. He may already be dead."

Cohens laughed. "No, he didn't die. Someone saw him leave the Trials Facility, although he was badly injured."

"That's so great to hear," Charles' eyes lit up and he stood up solemnly and said, "Father, I want to go experience ordinary people's lives. If I always rely on the family, I won't be able to become a true strong one."

Cohens frowned. Of course he didn't want his son to take risks and suffer, but his son's greatest wish was to become stronger. As a father, he could not stop him.

After pondering for a moment, Cohens finally smiled helplessly, "Okay, I can't refuse my precious son's request, but you have to take some money at least. Even children from ordinary families take living expenses when they go out."

"Okay, but I'm going to experience life, so I can't bring too much. I will learn to earn money, so can I bring 300 million? Do you think that's okay?" Charles was a humble person, so he would listen to his father's opinion.

"No, bringing 3 billion would not be experiencing life. It would only be meaningless suffering," Cohens firmly shook his head. "Bring 15 billion. Try to spend thriftily, it should last half a month."

Dad is still the most thoughtful! Charles nodded heavily. Although it would be very hard, he was not afraid, and was very much looking forward to it.

I wonder what your lives are like?

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In the canteen of the Military Department, one of the three marshals, Wang Jianjun, and Five Star General Lin Zhen sat facing each other, and no one dared to approach within thirty meters around them.

These two represented the highest power core of the Military Department. Not only that, Wang Jianjun was also a living legend.

"Little Lin..." Wang Jianjun had just uttered a form of address and couldn't help but grin. "I really want to laugh every time I call you that."

Lin Zhen held up his bowl with his chopsticks and blandly said, "Marshal, please restrain yourself."

"Restrain my ass. Who doesn't know that we two grew up wearing the same pants? And who doesn't know you still report everything to me in the end?" Wang Jianjun rolled his eyes. "You've always had this shitty character since you were little."

Lin Zhen put down his chopsticks. "Cut the crap! Don't disturb my meal."

Wang Jianjun grinned. "That's more like it. Between us brothers..."

Seeing Lin Zhen's expression turning worse and worse, Wang Jianjun immediately put on a stern face and said solemnly, "Go to the northwest for me. I don't know who the commander in the northwest is. Anyway, replace him directly."

"Damn it. Those Special Operations Department kids are impressive, just that tall girl alone is incredible! She held onto a critical gap all by herself, while the Northwest Army had huge casualties. Would you believe it if I told you?"

Lin Zhen frowned, pondered briefly, "Isn't the commander in the northwest surnamed Zhao? I looked at the battle report yesterday. The Special Operations Department killed over 7,000 monsters, and the Northwest Army killed 19,000, with 32,000 casualties and deaths."

"Is that crazy or what?" Wang Jianjun slapped the table, furious just thinking about this. "I now issue a military order for you to take over and prepare."

"I'm giving you a month to drive out the remaining monsters from the border before the city wall is built and hold onto that position."

Wang Jianjun lowered his voice and grinned sneakily, "Recruiting soldiers for the northwest is a given. Let your granddaughter enlist. The military achievements in this month are up to you to decide, right? She can follow you directly back to the Military Department afterwards. It's not bad, right?"

Lin Zhen's eyes lit up, then he quickly coughed lightly twice to hide his delight. "I won't play favorites. I think my Lin family girl doesn't need anyone to play favorites either."

"Fine, fine!" Wang Jianjun brushed it off and awkwardly changed the subject. "How were the ones who passed the recent Trials?"

Thinking of Jin Xinghai's report, Lin Zhen couldn't help revealing a smile either. "Three superpower users. You would absolutely not guess what three superpowers they have. Anyway, I've decided to groom one of them to take my place."

"It's up to you. You're just a lone old man, make your own decisions. As long as the kid has what it takes, that's fine." Wang Jianjun lowered his voice, "I'm asking about that survivor. When will you bring him to see me?"

Lin Zhen picked up his bowl and chopsticks again and shook his head. "Our people followed him halfway before losing track of him somehow. His identity has been found out by comparing photos and database records. I'm hesitating whether to just go get the guy from his home directly."

Wang Jianjun shook his head and stood up. "Give him some time. There's still another Trial, right? Let's wait and see."

"I'm going back to rest first. I've been feeling back pain and aches all over lately. Can't escape getting old, after all!"

Watching Wang Jianjun leave, Lin Zhen didn't speak for a long time, with deep worry hidden in his eyes.

Is the empire's pillar about to fall too?