When readers reached this part of the earlier volumes, every interstellar reader felt as if they had been stabbed in the heart by the price Lin Mu had to pay to condense his pseudo-core.
Everyone had assumed that once Lin Mu secured his qualification to leave the Garbage Star and found God Of War Hachir’s old friend to repair his star core, his path would be smooth from then on.
No one had expected that the extraction of his star core had such hidden circumstances, and even the repair of his pseudo-core required such an immense cost.
[Lin Mu, who uses a pseudo-core, competes against those with naturally intact star cores…I feel like this is an athlete running a race with weights strapped to his legs against those without any. Isn’t this way too unfair?]
[It’s terrible. As a student, if I put myself in his shoes, wouldn’t that mean my ability to memorize and recall knowledge is ten times slower than everyone else, and I forget things ten times faster? And then I still have to compete in the Star Exams? By the cosmos above, Teacher Fish Soup Noodles, how do you write such cold-blooded words?!]
Many netizens on the Federation Star felt heartbroken reading this part of the story.
If it were anyone else, they would have given up long ago.
But for the readers from the Garbage Star, this part of “Rebirth Of The Interstellar Soldier King” stirred even more complicated emotions.
Compared to those lucky ones born in peaceful, large star systems, people from the Garbage Star had been carrying heavy burdens from the moment they were born.
Outdated medical care, a broken education system, chaotic social order, a future devoid of hope…
Because of this, many people on the Garbage Star lived in despair, believing that day after day, life would simply pass them by.
That nothing would ever change.
“But if Lin Mu can persevere, why can’t we?”
It was with this belief that Boss Fos ultimately built that simple communication receiver on the Garbage Star despite widespread doubt.
With this rudimentary device, at least this place was no longer an island in the universe. They could catch glimpses of the outside and discover new hope.
“Boss Fos, you’re right. Sigh.”
Every time Fos read aloud from the book, the atmosphere in the tavern became heavy with emotion.
No matter how many times they reread “Rebirth Of The Interstellar Soldier King”, there was always a new experience to be had.
And once Lin Mu had set his goal, his execution in the following chapters became even more decisive.
Not only did he repeatedly win prizes in various academy competitions, but he also seized every opportunity for exploration and work-study programs.
Even when some at the academy mocked him for still using that old, battered BU19 intelligent robot and wearing ragged clothes like a scavenger, Lin Mu paid them no mind.
He simply recorded his growing physical fitness in his notebook, drawing closer and closer to the selection criteria.
Faster punching speed, more powerful kicks, longer mental power cohesion time, stronger short-term explosive power…
Every test result showed an incremental improvement over the last.
Constantly surpassing himself, making progress bit by bit.
Three years later, when Lin Mu, despite his crippled body without a star core, passed every assessment and was officially deemed qualified, he looked up at the acceptance list, drenched in sweat.
At that moment, the entire Dwarf Tavern erupted in triumphant cheers and the clinking of beer mugs.
“This is the power of perseverance!”
“That’s right, this is the power of perseverance!”
If there was an ultimate moment of satisfaction in a power fantasy novel, it was watching the protagonist sweat and fight his way toward his long-coveted goal and finally succeed.
In the world of books, as long as one worked hard, success was inevitable.
So, whenever someone felt down, they would order a cheap drink and ask Boss Fos to read this passage aloud, as if drawing fresh motivation from it.
Of course, under Fish Soup Noodles’ pen, the story was never smooth sailing.
When Lin Mu finally earned the military enlistment slot he had dreamed of in his past life in Volume Five, the reality of the Seventh Special Forces Legion turned out to be far harsher than expected.
With his natural disadvantage, Lin Mu was unable to secure a single combat mission after entering a legion filled with elites. The new recruits were openly ridiculed by veteran soldiers, and told they weren’t ready for the battlefield yet.
“They have such a powerful soldier and don’t send him to fight? Instead, they make him clean military mechas? This is too infuriating!”
When readers reached the part where Lin Mu and the other recruits were handed rags and assigned to clean the mechas, they couldn’t hold back their anger.
“If it were me, I would definitely quit!”
Just as everyone expected, many of the high-spirited new recruits assigned to clean mechas started slacking off the moment they noticed the fat supervising officer dozing in his chair.
[[After doing it a few times and realizing that the fat officer didn’t care at all, more and more recruits simply sneaked away midway.
Only Lin Mu remained, silently holding his rag and meticulously cleaning each mecha.
In fact, just having the chance to come into contact with these mechas was already enough to make Lin Mu, who had only been a mercenary in his past life, thrilled. Even if these were just standard-issue mechas, he still took the task seriously.
“Kid, are you interested in mechas?”
So, when the sluggish fat officer finally opened his eyes after a good sleep, he would be surprised to find that there was actually a fool wiping the mecha obediently every time.
Lin Mu immediately turned around upon hearing the voice. Recognizing the officer, he saluted, then remained silent, watching him warily.
“I haven’t seen a fool like you in a long time, but you have a temper like mine.”
The fat officer didn’t mind at all. Instead, he chuckled and waved at Lin Mu.
Under Lin Mu’s hesitant gaze, he unexpectedly began sharing some basic knowledge about mecha operation and repair.
It turned out that this seemingly unimpressive fat officer, Tucker, was not only a rare and invaluable mecha repair specialist within the Special Forces Legion but had once been one of the top mecha pilots.
It was only because of a severe injury that, upon returning for treatment, the medication Tucker took caused his body to become extremely bloated. In the end, he accepted the legion’s new appointment to manage the mechas.
In his long and tedious retirement life, Lin Mu’s arrival suddenly made things much more interesting for Tucker, so he called out to Lin Mu.]
[Fuck, this guy’s actually a big boss!?]
Upon reading this, most interstellar readers were extremely grateful that Lin Mu had been assigned this dirty and exhausting task, and that he had followed orders and completed it.
[I get it now. Could this actually be a test the legion uses for new recruits?]
Many veteran readers, familiar with Fish Soup Noodles’ habitual plot designs, started to excitedly speculate about what would happen next.
And just as they guessed, when the main force of the legion returned three months later to assess the performance of this batch of recruits, every single one of those who had secretly slacked off was sent to undergo brutal disciplinary training.
It turned out that all these menial and exhausting tasks had been a test from the very beginning. The purpose was to temper the arrogance of these newly selected recruits, ensuring that their overconfidence wouldn’t lead to an early death on the battlefield.
“I didn’t expect that this year, there’s actually someone who managed to avoid disciplinary training.”
Legion Commander Bol clicked his tongue in amazement as he looked at Lin Mu. Tucker beside him also grinned at Lin Mu with a knowing smile.
“Since the other recruits are gone for now, why don’t you just stay by my side and be my orderly?”
And so, not only was Lin Mu spared from punishment, but he was even rewarded with an old-model mecha. In the days that followed, he even began training under Legion Commander Bol’s direct supervision.
[How should I put this? No matter how many times I read this kind of plot, it is still so satisfying and I can’t get enough of it! Every time I finish reading, I just want more! Is there really no other book with similar plotlines to fill the void?!]
If one were to ask whether this type of satisfying plot had ever appeared in the many volumes of “Rebirth Of The Soldier King”, the answer would be an absolute yes.
Tracing the origins of this trope, it could even be found in the emotional novel “Contract Marriage”, where Gu Bai initially helped an old man who merely seemed to be a gardener, only to later discover the man’s true identity.
But as a classic trope, it never fails to be thoroughly enjoyable no matter how many times it appears.
[+10000! I swear, next time, I’ll definitely recognize these hidden big bosses Teacher Fish Soup Noodles sets up on purpose! This is so satisfying! Congrats to our Lin Mu for learning the basics of mecha operation~]
[I don’t know why, but I actually feel like the legion commander and Tucker aren’t bad people? Their methods might be a bit harsh, deliberately wearing down the recruits’ arrogance, but keeping them from being sent to the battlefield as cannon fodder is actually a form of protection, right?]
These newly introduced officers, who served as both mentors and comrades to Lin Mu, brought an incredibly valuable chapter to his reborn life.
Even though his time in the Seventh Special Forces Legion was grueling, with intense training and brutal battlefields that could completely change a person, Lin Mu forged deep bonds of camaraderie with Tucker, Commander Bol, and the other officers.
During one interstellar battle, when Lin Mu, now Bol’s orderly, tried to block an attack for him, Bol instead performed an extreme maneuver, defeating the enemy and even saving Lin Mu, who had nearly been in danger.
“I’m not old enough to need saving by a brat like you.”
Wiping the blood from his face, Bol laughed and patted Lin Mu on the shoulder. At that moment, the shadow cast over Lin Mu’s heart by the betrayal of his comrade in the past life wavered slightly.
It seemed… he had found comrades he could trust with his back once again.]]
The military characters introduced in Volume 6 had actually gained immense popularity among interstellar readers.
Tucker, the seemingly carefree yet highly skilled mecha officer.
Bol, the powerful legion commander who valued his subordinates and knew how to use people wisely.
Every single one of them was deeply loved by the readers.
The handsome, tall and reliable Legion Commander Bol even had his own dedicated fan page.
Many older readers who had once served in the military would reminisce about their former commanding officers while reading “Rebirth Of The Interstellar Soldier King”.
[Seriously, the night my dad read this part, he pulled me and my mom aside and told us about how his old squad leader once saved his life. I have to say, Teacher Fish Soup Noodles’ attention to detail is really incredible!]
[My grandpa also said that commanders like Bol were the kind of leaders they were most willing to fight and bleed for. The soldiers under him would inevitably be strong in battle.]
The countless comments shared by readers across the star network made everyone realize just how much research Fish Soup Noodles had put into “Rebirth Of The Interstellar Soldier King”.
Reading it made their blood boil with excitement, as if they had personally followed Lin Mu through his journey.
However, just as Lin Mu’s mental power continued to grow, his pseudo-core became increasingly stable, and his teacher, Hachir, started regaining consciousness more frequently, he finally encountered an unforgettable old acquaintance.
It was none other than the former comrade who had betrayed him in his past life.
Lin Mu’s pupils contracted and he clenched his fists tightly. At that moment, even Legion Commander Bol, who was standing beside him, noticed something unusual about this normally quiet and reserved young orderly.
“Is there something wrong with this person?”
[End of Volume]
But just as Bol asked that question, the latest volume of the physical book came to an abrupt end. And since then, there had been no further publications.
[Wait… That’s it?! Why didn’t Teacher Fish Soup Noodles continue writing?!]
TV show fans who had been catching up on Fish Soup Noodles’ older works suddenly found themselves inexplicably falling into yet another gaping pit of despair.
[Yeah! That’s it! And you dare ask why? It’s because you kidnapped Teacher Fish Soup Noodles to secretly write scripts for your animated show!]
[If you glanced even once at the animation you’re currently watching, you shouldn’t be asking this question! (tears streaming down my face)]
The TV show fans, who had just been lamenting the book’s abrupt pause, now found themselves facing the furious rage of the “Rebirth Of The Interstellar Soldier King” readers for the first time, and they were completely intimidated.
It seems like it’s not hard to understand the immense resentment from the book fans. What’s going on?
Our “Bei Xing’s Necklace” seems to have indeed cut in line? [Pointing finger guiltily.jpg]
