Aviloya coldly said to him, "This is a military draft order. Even I cannot defy it."

After a pause, the Director said, "Hand Chen Gu over to them."

The call had come just thirty minutes prior. This meant the military's convoy had already departed before Liang He even received the call—such was their confidence and overbearing nature.

Liang He felt unbearably stifled, but seeing that the colonel had begun to time him, he could only press the button to open the door.

The soldiers headed straight for Chen Gu's location. Liang He, accompanied by Arlington, intercepted them. "I need to check the draft order!"

The colonel shoved the electronic authorization order in his face. Liang He scrutinized it three times, looking for procedural or formatting flaws, but the military personnel were more adept at this than he was; it was truly flawless.

The colonel asked curtly, "Have you seen it clearly? This is an urgent military draft. I will report truthfully that you deliberately checked the draft order twice, raising suspicion of intentional delay. This will be recorded in the military's database. As a high Energy Level careerist, your assessment in the military's database will be marked [Untrustworthy]!"

Liang He was stunned and then felt even more depressed.

The Bureau of Mystic Security was fully in charge of careerists and Mutants within the Confederation. However, in any nation, whether during the Mother Planet era or the current interstellar era, the military always had its own intelligence system, and the same was true regarding careerists. For high Energy Level careerists, it was well-known that the military maintained a database. But just because I looked at the draft order one extra time today, I've become [Untrustworthy]?

Has the military always been so direct and domineering?

Although it seemed to have no immediate effect on me, this was a label from the military nonetheless. Should war tensions rise someday, this designation could determine my fate!

He bristled and asked, "What military intelligence is so urgent that you've come to pick someone up this early in the morning?"

The colonel immediately adopted a "vigilant" expression and said even more impolitely, "This is a top-secret military matter, and you don't have the clearance to know! Furthermore, I am now even more suspicious that you are attempting to probe into military secrets! Your label should be downgraded from [Untrustworthy] to [Highly Suspicious]."

He silently handed the draft order back to the colonel and walked away without a word.

Moments later, the convoy left the base with Chen Gu. He casually carried a small bag containing all his personal belongings, making it clear he had no intention of returning.

In the office, Arlington watched Chen Gu get into the vehicle and drive away on the surveillance feed. He couldn't help but ask Liang He, "Your Excellency, what... what do we do next?"

Liang He's face was ashen with anger. He had already crushed a handprint into the alloy table in front of him!

Inside the vehicle, the colonel, who had been so serious in front of Liang He, suddenly smiled. "Your Excellency [Volunteer Spirit], I finally have the honor of meeting you! My younger brother was among those you rescued in that space battle. My father has always wanted me to find an opportunity to thank you in person, so when Marshal Bai mentioned this mission, I immediately volunteered."

It dawned on Chen Gu. He replied with a wry smile, "I've been thoroughly schemed against by some petty individuals this time. My hand was forced, and I apologize for the trouble this has caused everyone."

"No trouble at all, no trouble at all!" the warriors chimed in. "Being able to help Your Excellency is something we can boast about for the rest of our lives!"

"Could you sign an autograph for me?"

Chen Gu took the notebook. "No problem. But how could an autograph possibly be enough? Would you all like to come to the match tonight?"

The warriors were ecstatic. "Really? Can we?"

"Tonight's match is in high demand; it's likely impossible to get tickets now. We shouldn't trouble His Excellency," the colonel chided his subordinates.

Chen Gu smiled. "I'll have a private box. Marshal Bai will be there too. Let's all go together."

The colonel was clearly tempted but also a little hesitant. The warriors, however, couldn't contain their excitement and urged him, "Boss, His Excellency has extended such a kind invitation! It would be rather ungracious to refuse."

"Exactly! Not going would be like slighting His Excellency!"

The colonel gave a wry smile. "Alright then..."

"Oh yeah!" The warriors cheered.

Arlington had been keeping an eye on the Alliance's official website.

Tonight's match was being promoted with Chen Gu as a highlight.

His opponent tonight was also a rookie, a relatively rare female contestant named Shangguan Na. Apart from Chen Gu, she was the most outstanding performer among this year's rookies, with a personal match record of six wins and three losses, ranking her thirty-first.

Usually, rookies didn't participate in individual matches in their first year; they were expected to gain experience in club team matches first, as Mao Yisheng was currently doing.

Being a wildcard contestant without a club, Chen Gu focused on individual matches.

However, Shangguan Na was an exception. There were rumors of her extraordinary background, which allowed her to "do as she pleased" within her club.

But Shangguan Na's tenacity in battle was remarkable. Most of the matches she won were hard-fought struggles lasting over thirty minutes, where she managed to grind out a victory against her opponents.

After each match, the fees for her treatments were astronomical.

Coupled with her cool and elegant demeanor, outstanding looks, tall stature, and long legs, Shangguan Na had already become a goddess in the hearts of many otaku fans.