ICTEUWMN Chapter 142.2

Hilton’s disappointment and impatience grew stronger with this.

After years of painstaking effort, he had poured all available resources into his son, forcibly elevating his mediocre talent to its current level.

Yet, all of it paled in comparison to a naturally gifted commoner.

[[Standing in front of the office’s floor-to-ceiling window, Hilton looked down at the training ground below. Lin Mu’s veins bulged as he pinned down the former captain of the security team, the thunderous applause of the crowd echoing across the field. Without a change in expression, Hilton let out a quiet sigh.

As soon as the match was declared over, Lin Mu immediately reached out and pulled the captain back to his feet, showing not a trace of arrogance or smugness.

“You’re truly impressive, kid.”

The captain, who had initially felt embarrassed, now looked at Lin Mu with sincere admiration.

Despite holding a military rank far above the others, Lin Mu still willingly participated in daily training and even personally instructed many of them in combat techniques.

This was in stark contrast to Young Master Gus who was absent from training every day, especially since the two are of similar age.

It’s a pity that due to the huge difference in status, Lin Mu was destined to become the subordinate of Young Master Gus in this life.

It was clear to everyone that Marshal Hilton held Lin Mu in high regard, nurturing him with the intention of sharpening him into a lethal blade…all for Guston’s benefit.

After all, everyone could see that Marshal Hilton valued Lin Mu so much and was cultivating him. Obviously, he was still paving the way for Young Master Gus and cultivating a sharp knife for him.

Yet, despite how obvious this was, Gus himself remained blind to it.

His constant attempts to target Lin Mu all the time only served to elevate Lin Mu’s reputation, earning him even greater support among the soldiers.

When Gus deliberately struck Lin Mu down with his heavy mecha, while Lin Mu was only using a training unit, he failed to realize what the silence around him truly meant.

“I lost.”

Lin Mu’s voice was calm as he admitted defeat, but at that moment, all the ordinary soldiers in the audience clenched their fists in frustration.

If not for the fact that Gus was the marshal’s son, they would have beaten him to a pulp long ago!

After coming back and learning about this, Hilton felt an intense headache. The very next day, he called Lin Mu into his office, attempting to smooth things over, urging him not to take Gus’ immaturity to heart.

Lin Mu’s gaze fell upon the newly issued high-level access pass he obtained as compensation, and his eyes shifted toward a particular corner of the Marshal’s restricted archives.

The last time he had been there, he had caught a glimpse of the classified Seventh Legion’s military files. Now, he finally had the clearance to access them.

Perhaps, in some twisted way, he should thank Gus. Without his existence, the old fox might not have placed such complete trust in him so soon.

Still, Lin Mu couldn’t help but wonder. If his parents had been alive, would there have been someone who planned and paved the way for him like this?

Unfortunately, in both of his lifetimes, such a thing was nothing more than a distant fantasy.]]

[Damn, Gus is such an idiot! He’s wasting all of his father’s careful planning! I’m both thrilled and heartbroken for Lin Mu! Will we ever learn about his parents?!]

Upon reaching this page, many readers were torn between beating Gus to death and reaching out and comforting Lin Mu.

Fate always seemed so unfair.

What kind of parents would Lin Mu have had if they were still alive?

[[Meanwhile, Lin Mu, now holding the pass to deeper secrets, waited for Hilton to leave on an official trip before stealthily going to the restricted archive section and opened the volume of materials that he had not finished reading last time.

That night, he did not sleep.

Hilton naturally would never leave behind any physical evidence that could later be used against him. However, within the disorderly collection of files, traces of the truth still remained:

The official military order declaring the Seventh Legion’s annihilation during a rebellion had been drafted at the exact same time as the mysterious beast tide outbreak.

A full investigation into a legion rebellion should have been an extensive and complex process. What kind of prophet could have written such a detailed report so quickly and with such certainty?

Unless…

This wasn’t an investigative report at all.

It was a prewritten script.

A predetermined judgment.

No matter what choices Commander Bol and the Seventh Legion had made, whether they succeeded in returning to the Federation or not, their fate had already been sealed by this preordained “decree of rebellion”.

Lin Mu was overcome with fury and his first impulse was to take this evidence straight to the military court and expose Hilton’s treachery to the entire universe.

But his rational mind held him back.

With Hilton’s current reputation, a single piece of paper would never be enough to bring him down. Attempting to act now would only expose himself too soon, throwing him into unnecessary danger.

He needed to gain more power.

He needed to climb even higher.

Only then could he truly achieve his goal…

“You’ve done very well, child. Don’t put too much pressure on yourself. Besides, you’re not alone this time, you have this old man by your side.”

As dawn broke, Lin Mu stared into the morning light with bloodshot eyes, and heard the comforting voice of his mentor, God Of War Hachir.

As a witness to Lin Mu’s journey from a forsaken Garbage Star to the heart of the Federation, Hachir felt nothing but immense pride in his student. His instincts had not been wrong all those years ago.

Moreover, a true soldier king could only be forged through relentless hardship.

These trials were both trials and opportunities.

To endure hardships and yet remain pure of heart.

As smart as Hilton was, he had made one grave mistake, no matter how much he forcibly elevated his useless and pampered son’s mental power, it would always be a facade, a hollow shell.

Meanwhile, Lin Mu, a young man who had suffered yet still held onto his untainted heart, he was destined to be the real legend.]]

When the readers came across this sentence, “To endure hardships yet remain pure of heart”, made countless Soldier King fans recall the excitement that the saying, “the movement of heaven is vigorous; a gentleman must always strive for self-improvement”, brought them.

“Holy crap! Our teacher is absolutely right! He managed to sum up everything I wanted to say in just a few words! I almost jumped out of my chair from excitement!”

[Wow, our Teacher Hachir is very right! He said exactly what I wanted to say in just a few words. How can he be so good at speaking? He has experienced many hardships but still has a pure heart! I was so excited that I almost jumped up on the spot]

[I swear, Lin Mu is one of the best protagonists I’ve ever seen. If it were anyone else who experienced so much betrayal and pain in two lifetimes, I wouldn’t be surprised if they broke down and turned evil.]

[But Lin Mu maintained his pure heart and never yielded to fate! In fact, from the very first volume, what touched me the most about Lin Mu was precisely this. Whenever I face setbacks, reading about Lin Mu makes me feel like I could persevere too!]

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No matter their age, readers who opened “Rebirth Of The Interstellar Soldier King” would always be moved and even inspired by Lin Mu’s unwavering spirit. Perhaps this was one of the reasons why the novel was so captivating.

“All in all, the feeling of seeing an update…is just too good!”

As she lay in bed, Meigrit eagerly flipped through the pages. Her exclamation immediately made the maid carrying a tray of refreshments realize that the young lady was once again engrossed in following the updates of Fish Soup Noodles.

By now, Meigrit’s bedside was covered with various collectible cards, and upon closer inspection, the ones in the center were all character cards from “Rebirth Of The Interstellar Soldier King.”

Every night before sleeping, Meigrit would bid her beloved characters goodnight before closing her eyes with contentment.

This time, with the final two volumes being released consecutively, a new set of character cards had also been introduced. However, Meigrit was too focused on the latest content to take the time to unbox and count them.

She was eager to read through Lin Mu’s entire journey of revenge and rise to become the strongest soldier king in one go.

And, as expected, the plot had fully boarded the fast track of refreshing triumph!

With his mind set, Lin Mu quickly made a name for himself on the Central Star, while Hilton, with his ulterior motives, both nurtured and compensated him, providing him with an excellent opportunity to build his strength.

In particular, Lin Mu also had superb mecha repair skills, which made the other major factions on the Central Star, regardless of their allegiances, have a very deep impression of Lin Mu’s talent.

And during this time, Lin Mu met a crucial character. First Legion Commander Frick, who had always stood in opposition to Hilton!

Frick was known for his explosive temper. Because of this, despite his military achievements far surpassing Hilton’s, he had lost the election for Marshal by a single vote.

The First Legion, the most powerful combat force and its affiliated factions, had long been on Hilton’s radar, yet he had never managed to infiltrate it.

When Frick’s mecha was severely damaged during a mission and brought back, Hilton put on a show of magnanimity and assigned Lin Mu to attempt the repairs.

“Who the hell are you!?”

But just as Lin Mu started working, he was suddenly grabbed by the wrist by Frick, whose expression was fierce.

Lin Mu subconsciously prepared to fight back, but when he saw that this hardened warrior had reddened eyes, he fell silent and frowned at him.

Ever since discovering Hilton’s hypocrisy, Lin Mu had held no goodwill toward these high-ranking officers.

“How could you possibly use the same techniques as Fatty?”

Frick’s low voice sent a shock through Lin Mu’s mind.

‘Fatty…’

A name so familiar it hurt. Back in the legion, only Commander Bol could address Officer Tucker in such a teasing and affectionate manner.

In this tense atmosphere, the subordinates around assumed that Commander Frick was merely giving Hilton’s favored subordinate a hard time.

When they reported back, Hilton sneered coldly, thinking everything was going as planned.

However, what Hilton didn’t know was that the next day, Lin Mu secretly met with Frick again.

It turned out that before enlisting, Frick, Bol, and Tucker had gone through hardships together as brothers. That was why Frick immediately recognized that Lin Mu’s technique was unmistakably Tucker’s unique repair style!

Ever since receiving the order branding the Seventh Legion as traitors, Frick had refused to believe it. But at the time, he had been away on a mission, and by the time he returned, the Seventh Legion had already been condemned.

So when Frick saw the copied military order from Lin Mu, this two-meter-tall soldier roared in fury and pain, and smashed everything in his study.

After that, with Frick’s covert assistance, Lin Mu was now truly maneuvering between the two military factions, and the materials and evidence he collected became more and more sufficient.

At the same time, Hilton found himself increasingly troubled as many of his long-laid plans mysteriously failed or stagnated.

Just when everything seemed to be heading toward victory for Lin Mu, Hilton accidentally discovered something troubling–the documents in his study had been subtly tampered with.

At the same time, the mysterious powerhouse who had once exchanged the star core for Gus reappeared in Central Star to reassess Gus’ condition.

He frowned and thought for a long time before saying, “The star core indeed shows signs of resonance. It’s not that the young master is making things up.”

“Dad, did you hear that? I wasn’t lying! The doctor said my star core really has a problem!”

Gus clung to his father’s leg as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

“Impossible. Unless… that couple back then… No, they’re still imprisoned to this day.”

Hilton remained motionless, yet the connections in his mind started falling into place.

Over the past few years, his faction had suffered setback after setback. Several of his schemes had been disrupted due to various unforeseen circumstances, even damaging his once-untouchable reputation.

Had it not been for Lin Mu’s team securing a few crucial victories at the frontlines, things might have been even worse, giving Frick more reason to laugh at him.

But Gus’ star core… Why was it resonating?

The Seventh Legion had clearly been completely wiped out.]]

By the end of Volume Nine, not only was the once-glorious Hilton beginning to show signs of decline, but there were also hints that Lin Mu’s biological parents might still be alive!

This revelation nearly made countless Soldier King fans jump out of bed in excitement.

After all, didn’t this imply that their Lin Mu was never an abandoned orphan to begin with!?