The male supporting role was captured by the protagonist after his rebirth

The mission location this time was very far away, and when the Celestial Team returned to Blizzard City again, ten full days had passed.

Fortunately, with the powerful Ipsilon Deng Shentong in charge, the entire operation went extremely smoothly without any accidents.

On the vast snowfield outside Blizzard City, one silver-white snow combat vehicle after another drove in. They were like agile and nimble cheetahs, galloping in the cold wind.

The soldiers guarding the city received the signal from afar, and hurriedly opened the city gates, formed up their battle formations, and prepared to welcome their return.

The vehicle stopped steadily at the city gate, exuding a reassuring atmosphere like a steel behemoth. As the door slowly opened, figures jumped out one by one.

The first person that catches your eye is deputy captain Liao Honglei. He is tall and mighty, with well-defined muscles, like an indestructible mountain, giving people an endless sense of security.

Then, another deputy captain, Bai Chunyu, got off the car. He had short hair and a feminine and beautiful face, like an exquisite work of art.

However, no one dared to underestimate this man's strength because of his appearance. His seemingly weak body actually contained amazing strength and speed.

With the assistance of Deng's Technology, after a year of hard work and training, his strength has broken through to the captain level, but both he and Liao Honglei are willing to continue to serve as deputy captain.

The reason is not that they have no desire for power, but because the four words "God Squad" themselves represent supreme glory, transcending all fame and profit in the world.

In Blizzard City, this name is a symbol of strength and nobility, and it is the affiliation that countless people dream of.

Bai Chunyu walked lightly to the back seat, carefully opened the door, and then bent down respectfully.

I saw a slender leg stretching out of the car door, and then a tall silver-haired man leaned out. He moved as lightly as a feather, and landed steadily on the ground with a slight jump.

Deng Shentong got out of the car, his long silver hair hung down to his waist and fluttered in the wind; his face was extremely handsome, and his delicate features seemed to be carefully carved by a master sculptor. Even the most beautiful woman in this blizzard city would be eclipsed by his appearance.

This Ipsilon had a gentle smile on his face, but the invisible pressure he exuded made people feel awe, and even dared not look directly into his eyes.

He is the key to Team Celestial's brilliant achievements - as the only Ipsilon-level mutant in the Jiangnan region, he is invincible and unstoppable, as if he is a god of war from mythology.

"Welcome back, God Squad!" The soldiers defending the city shouted in unison, their voices echoing in the empty snowfield for a long time.

Deng Shentong nodded slightly to the soldiers. His eyes revealed a hint of fatigue, but more of determination and confidence.

"Thank you for your hard work." His voice was clear and loud, as if echoing in everyone's ears.

The soldiers applauded excitedly, expressing their respect and gratitude to the Tianshen Squad with warm applause.

On the way back to the city, people looked at them with admiration and envy. The members of the God Team marched in neat steps, and their figures were particularly dazzling in the sun.

Merchants and residents spontaneously lined up on both sides of the city streets to welcome the visitors. Children ran over, waving brightly colored flags, with innocent smiles on their faces.

"Look, it's Team Celestial!"

“They are amazing!”

Praises rang out one after another, and the whole city was immersed in a joyful atmosphere.

The return of the Tianshen team always injects new vitality into this long-term silent ice and snow city in the doomsday. If the six major investigation teams are the heroes of these ordinary people, then the powerful Deng Shentong is their belief.

This mission was not too important, but Zhu Zheng had other important matters to deal with, so Deng Shentong took the opportunity to return to Deng Garden to rest for a while.

Entering Deng Garden, he walked straight to his own courtyard. It was as deserted as before, with only one or two maids silently waiting.

There was no one around at this time, and he felt relaxed and happy. He opened his arms leisurely, letting his long silver hair fall down his back like a waterfall. Then he let out a long breath, as if releasing all his fatigue and pressure.

After all, outside, countless eyes were staring at him all the time. He was the object of everyone's admiration! Naturally, he could not afford to slack off, and he had to maintain a perfect image at all times.

However, in private, he is just a pampered nobleman.

The maid noticed that her master had returned, and she immediately trotted over, gently and quickly took off his windbreaker, and hung it neatly on the hanger by the door.

Deng Shentong walked into the house slowly, looked around, and frowned slightly: "Where is Zhang Yiren? Why don't I see him?"

The maid bowed her head and answered respectfully: "Sir, according to past custom, Zhang Yi should be in the martial arts arena during this time."

"Martial arts arena?" Deng Shentong just sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs casually, paused for a moment, and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "He is just an ordinary person, why would he go to a place where aliens practice?"

The maid shook her head: "I don't know about that." She glanced at the clock on the wall and continued: "But don't worry, sir, he should be back soon at this time."

Before the maid finished her words, a burst of hurried and panicked footsteps suddenly came from the yard.

Immediately afterwards, a tall and upright figure rushed to the door like a whirlwind, bent down slightly, and looked anxiously into the house through the crack in the door.

Zhang Yi wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and walked quickly to Deng Shentong. A brilliant smile appeared on his face and he said breathlessly, "Master, I heard about your return and rushed back immediately."

He looked like he had just finished an intense training session, with sweat dripping down his wheat-colored skin. His tall stature and solid muscle lines showed off his extraordinary strength. His black hair was wet and stuck to his forehead, making him look a little disheveled.

Deng Shentong noticed that his arm was still wrapped in bandages. He raised his lips slightly and said jokingly, "I was only out for a few days. How did I end up like this? Did I get into any trouble?"

Zhang Yi quickly waved his hands, "How can that be possible? I didn't do anything."

Deng Shentong smiled and motioned Zhang Yi to sit down. "Tell me, what are you practicing in the martial arts arena? Why are you working so hard?"

Zhang Yi's eyes flashed with embarrassment, "I'm learning how to fight against people with special abilities. Although I don't have special abilities, I believe that as long as I train to a certain level, I will have a better chance of winning against people with special abilities."

Deng Shentong was a little surprised. He tapped the armrest of the sofa unconsciously, making a crisp sound. Then he said calmly: "...Can you beat him?"

"Of course..." Zhang Yi stopped talking halfway.

He scratched his head, chuckled twice, and said in a self-deprecating manner: "I'm sure I still can't win. But it doesn't matter, none of this matters."

After saying that, he quickly changed the subject and asked with concern: "Master, did everything go well on this mission?"

"Everything went well." Deng Shentong leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and said softly. Seeing this, Zhang Yi stopped asking questions. He quietly walked to Deng Shentong's legs, squatted down, and looked up at the silver-haired man's cheek.

His posture is becoming more and more like a dog.

"Have you seen enough?" Deng Shentong suddenly spoke without opening his eyes.

Zhang Yi's scorching gaze seemed to burn through his skin, how could he not feel it?

"Ah!" Zhang Yi seemed to be startled. He stood up suddenly and stammered, "I... I just wanted to see if you were tired."

Deng Shentong slowly raised his eyelids, glanced at him, and said calmly: "What can I do? What did you gain from going to the martial arts arena today?"

Hearing Deng Shentong's question, Zhang Yi's face immediately showed excitement, and he couldn't wait to answer: "I feel that my strength has increased a lot!"

Seeing Zhang Yi's worthless appearance, Deng Shentong raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile, "Strength alone is far from enough, you also need to master certain skills. I'll teach you a few more moves next time."

"Really? Thank you, master!" Zhang Yi was overjoyed. Deng Shentong's words showed that his attitude towards him had changed, and he at least had a little expectation of him.

"Okay, you're all sweaty, go down and wash." Deng Shentong waved his hand and kicked Zhang Yi's calf with some disgust.

Zhang Yi responded cheerfully, then quickly ran back to his room. Soon, the sound of shower water was heard.

Deng Shentong sat quietly on the sofa, his face supported by one hand, his silver hair hanging on the side of his face, his eyes half-closed, and no one knew what he was thinking.

At this time, Zhang Yi changed into clean clothes, came downstairs and sat next to Deng Shentong.

"Master, are you hungry? Can I ask the kitchen to prepare some food?" Zhang Yi asked with a flattering look on his face.

Deng Shentong shook his head, "No, I'm not hungry. Don't just practice martial arts all day, learn more knowledge."

"Yes, the master taught me that." Zhang Yi nodded repeatedly, "By the way, how long can you rest this time?"

"Not sure." Deng Shentong said calmly, "I'll leave if something happens."

Zhang Yi's eyes revealed a hint of disappointment, "Oh... okay."

Deng Shentong glanced at him and asked, "Why, you don't want me to leave?"

"Well... a little bit." Zhang Yi answered honestly, "I always feel like something is missing when the master is away."

Deng Shentong was somewhat amused by his honest words, and raised his eyebrows and said, "I can take some time off recently, don't worry."