A young lady from a famous light brain manufacturing conglomerate proudly showcased her collection of “Soldier King” mini cards.
She had bought an entire room full of physical books and generously held a giveaway for her fans.
Then there were stingy collectors like Ernis, who refused to part with any duplicate cards, keeping them all in his study and meticulously counting his collection progress.
Of course, the plot of Volume 8 had kept countless book fans on the edge of their seats, both thrilled and exhilarated.
After Lin Mu successfully entered the Marshal’s residence, he quickly caught Hilton’s attention. However, Lin Mu always remained somewhat wary of him.
Because during the past few years of his secretive and arduous path of revenge, Lin Mu had finally found and infiltrated the office where Commander Bol had once worked before his death.
The office had long been sealed off with official seals, and the interior had been ransacked beyond recognition. Even the display rack that once held Commander Bol’s most cherished medals had been shattered and scattered across the floor.
Lin Mu’s heart clenched, but he didn’t dare tidy up the mess, fearing he would leave behind traces. Instead, he suppressed his emotions and opened a hidden safe.
Commander Bol had once entrusted Lin Mu with this secret safe, telling him, “The items inside may have something to do with your life experience. But it’s not time yet. You need a higher clearance level to unlock them.”
Unexpectedly, when Lin Mu finally opened it again, everything had changed beyond recognition.
As he flipped through the documents on “Stat Core Plundering,” the more he read, the more his veins bulged in anger. The records indicated that the person who had taken his star core back then was most likely among a few of the most powerful figures of the era.
Hilton was undoubtedly one of them even though he had been demoted for three whole years due to the incident with the Seventh Legion.
And for some reason, every time Lin Mu locked eyes with Hilton, he felt an indescribable chill.
The more flawless a person’s image, the more it felt like a false facade.
As for Hilton, he had no idea that his greatest enemy was someone he had personally chosen to keep by his side.
So as Lin Mu continued to prove his exceptional abilities and displayed a silent, reliable demeanor, Hilton’s admiration and trust in him only grew more and more.
He even considered that when his only son, Gus, returned from the outer star system after earning enough military merit, he might assign Lin Mu as Gus’ personal attendant.
In that case, Lin Mu would need an appropriate military rank and the necessary status and authority.
Thus, under Hilton’s deliberate grooming, the disguised Lin Mu got closer and closer to the core secrets of the Marshal’s residence.
But in the eyes of the unaware people in the Marshal’s residence, the orphan Lin Mu was extremely lucky. After catching the eye of the always aloof Hilton, his military rank rose rapidly.
More strangely, this guy seemed to possess some inexplicable ability as the soldiers under him were unusually loyal to him.
For a time, whispers spread like wildfire, and even Gus, who was still in the outer star system earning military merits, had heard rumors that his father had taken an unusual interest in a young genius.
Not only did this genius outperform him in every aspect, but even the top-tier mecha that he had always wanted was gifted to Lin Mu by his father.
Gus smashed the wine glass in his hand and, ignoring his adjutant’s attempts to stop him, declared that he would return immediately.
After all, he had always known his father was disappointed in his talent. Now, with Lin Mu’s emergence, his sense of crisis soared.
Meanwhile, Lin Mu, who had once again led the team to complete an important military mission and gained Hilton’s complete trust, had obtained permission to the temporary study to retrieve some documents.
But when he glanced at the top secret documents, his pupils contracted in shock.
How could there be such comprehensive files on Legion Commander Bol and the Seventh Legion here? Even the exact timeline of the cosmic storm was included…
Just as Lin Mu was about to flip to the second page, someone knocked on the study door.
A messenger informed him that Young Master Gus had returned and had specifically asked for him.
Lin Mu immediately closed the files, composed himself, and left the study.
Gus, who was sitting in the central hall with his legs crossed, had an extremely arrogant look on his face, but the moment he saw Lin Mu, his expression suddenly changed.
“You’re that… ugh!”
Gus clutched his chest in confusion. Why did his star core suddenly react?]]
“No way! The eighth volume ends here?! Please, don’t stop here!”
At this point in Volume 8, countless fans felt a chill run down their spines, terrified that this was the final chapter.
Could it be that Gus was about to uncover Lin Mu’s disguise and faked death after one glance?
It wasn’t until they checked the remaining pages that they sighed in relief.
Thank the stars, there were still a few pages left!
Had Teacher Fish Soup Noodles suddenly grown a conscience? Or did he realize he might get beaten up if he ended it here?
[[Just at that critical moment, Teacher Hachir suddenly instructed Lin Mu to use his mental power to completely conceal the energy fluctuations of his pseudo core. Though unsure why, Lin Mu followed the order immediately.
As expected, Gus just felt that the strangeness of his star core disappeared in an instant. Instead, an inexplicable feeling of irritation and panic surged in him whenever he looked at Lin Mu.
His star core felt uncomfortable, yet he couldn’t quite describe the sensation.
Gus felt that since Lin Mu made his chest uncomfortable, he might as well just kill him. After all, a few deaths were nothing significant.
However, just as he was about to give the order, Marshal Hilton rushed back and sternly stopped the impending bloodshed.
He ordered Lin Mu to leave immediately. Before exiting, Lin Mu and Gust exchanged a glance, but Lin Mu remained silent and walked away.
In the study room where the father and son were alone, Hilton looked at the quibbling Gust with deep disappointment.
The more Gus insisted something was wrong with his star core, the more Hilton rubbed his temples in frustration.
He had painstakingly cultivated a loyal and sharp weapon for his incompetent son, but Gus was too foolish to see it.
“Are you feeling uncomfortable because of your star core, or are you simply jealous that even an orphan can do better than you?”
When Hilton said this, Gus, who was clutching his chest, instantly fell silent, and his face turned pale.
[End of Volume 8]]
And thus, Volume 8 of “Rebirth of the Interstellar Soldier King” came to an end here.
The ending was completely unexpected, yet strangely satisfying!
“Haha, the ending of Volume 8 is so bizarre yet exhilarating. Gust is really miserable, he really felt something was wrong with his star core, but his father didn’t believe him. Instead, he even thought Lin Mu was innocent. This is too funny.”
Fans clutching their physical copies nearly burst out laughing at this father-and-son duo.
Hilton had always thought his son was foolish, but he never imagined that the one time his son was telling the truth, he would no longer believe him.
He even assumed Gus was using his star core as an excuse to get rid of Lin Mu.
“Damn it! This book is so thick, but it’s still not enough! Now that Hilton and his son are at odds, isn’t this the perfect time for Lin Mu to investigate further? I think Teacher Hachir must have realized something suspicious here!”
“Besides, even though Hilton didn’t believe it this time, if Gus’ star core really has an issue, it still points to Lin Mu as a key suspect… It’s so intense! When will Volume 9 be released?”
Wails of despair filled the air. Readers simply couldn’t get enough of Fish Soup Noodles’ novels.
And now, they had to juggle collecting character cards while waiting for Volume 9’s release. It was heartbreaking.
But Yu Mian was quite satisfied.
With the early release, holding a campus exchange meeting afterward would at least prevent anyone from trying to beat up Fish Soup Noodles in person.
“And I don’t get seasick or fear water.”
When Principal Charles confirmed this with Yu Mian, he let out a sigh of relief.
“That’s good. Otherwise, I’d worry that the surprise the students prepared might not be usable, haha.”
When Yu Mian saw the boat with his own eyes, he was truly surprised.
“Did the students really build this themselves? It’s incredible.”
It looked almost identical to the huafang at scenic spots on Earth.
Huo Ting, who was walking behind Yu Mian, frowned as he examined the mechanical propulsion system of the handcrafted boat. “Is its load capacity sufficient?”
“It should be. The exchange meeting was planned carefully to prevent chaos, so only 25 slots were available.”
“The details of the literary exchange meeting will be written into a news article and published, so everyone will be able to see it. That should be enough for them to learn from.”
Principal Charles spoke enthusiastically, but the person in charge beside him had an odd expression.
Let’s just pretend Fish Soup Noodles didn’t know how people nearly fought over the last ticket that day.
After all, reading a summarized news article and having a face-to-face discussion were hardly comparable.
They originally planned for 20 participants, but it eventually increased to 25.
“Teacher Fish Soup Noodles!”
“Wow, he’s really here!”
“Hurry up! The principal has brought Teacher Fish Soup Noodles over!”
As Yu Mian, still wearing a mask and hat, was led to the literary exchange on the handcrafted boat by Principal Charles, the people on board who noticed immediately grew excited.
“Hey, hey! Stop crowding toward the front of the boat, help! Do you guys think this is some high-tech battleship?”
Meanwhile, the poor soul in the control room was torn between abandoning the wheel to go see Fish Soup Noodles, only to realize something was off with the boat.
Why did it feel like it was tilting more and more?
“Be careful! Everyone, don’t rush over here. Spread out a bit.”
Yu Mian’s eyes widened slightly beneath the brim of his hat. From his angle on the shore, he could see that the boat was already starting to take on water.
“What? Teacher Fish Soup Noodles is waving at us?”
“Is that really Teacher Fish Soup Noodles? The one wearing the mask?”
“Quiet, everyone! The boat is sinking! Help!”
However, it would have been better if Yu Mian didn’t do anything, because once he tried waving at them in warning, the situation became even more chaotic.
Even Principal Charles grew anxious and began organizing rescue efforts.
Just as Yu Mian was about to rush over to help, Huo Ting grabbed his wrist, subtly reminding him to hold back.
