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

Outside the towering walls of Blizzard City, a snowmobile slowly stopped.

A group of people in silver-white combat uniforms walked out.

They walked towards the city gate arm in arm, laughing and joking. They did not look like they had just completed a difficult mission, but rather like they were returning from a trip.

The guards were already accustomed to this, because the angel holy sword shoulder straps on those men's combat uniforms were shining, who else could it be but the Celestial Squad?

Only they can complete all tasks so easily and comfortably.

With one Ipsilon and one captain-level player, with this kind of configuration, the others can get points even if they just lie down.

The guards looked at the high-spirited members of the investigation team with a hint of envy in their eyes.

The man with long silver hair walked at the front of the team, followed closely by a tall black-haired man. The two were talking and laughing, and seemed to have a very close relationship.

The guards quickly recognized that they were the two legendary figures from the Celestial Team, but they still asked them to show their ID cards as a matter of routine.

The golden card made a "beep" sound when it was read by the machine.

"Captain of the Celestial God Squad, Deng Shentong, codenamed [Erlang Shen]."

"Deputy Captain of the Celestial God Squad, Zhang Yi, codename not available yet."

Deng Shentong heard the machine playing and made a hissing sound. He looked at Zhang Yi and frowned slightly. “I forgot to apply for a code name for you. Do you have any favorites? I’ll ask Zhu Shuai to apply for one for you some other day.”

Zhang Yi's former code name was [Chaos], which was a relatively unpopular code name and no one would compete with him for it.

He chuckled and said, "Don't worry. If there is no special mission, it won't be used for the time being."

Zhang Yi came closer and scratched Deng Shentong's nose, then lowered his eyes and looked at him: "As long as the opponent hears your name, captain, they will retreat, right?"

His tone was playful, and there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes, like a feather that was close yet distant, gently brushing across Deng Shentong's heart.

The team members glanced over here, turned their heads away skillfully, and started talking about other things in an attempt to cover up their true intentions.

"It's such a nice day today, haha."

"It's very good, hahaha..."

Deng Shentong gently pushed Zhang Yi and said, "Don't touch me."

He seemed a little annoyed, with his eyebrows raised.

However, his face was really handsome, and even when he was angry, he was still very likable.

The plump lips curled up in an arc, which made it seem more like she was reluctant but also willing.

Zhang Yi's eyes darkened, and he felt even more naughty, but he also knew the truth of stopping at a certain point, so he nodded and smiled, "The captain is right."

After the routine work report, the team members dispersed, and Deng Shentong and the other two also returned to Deng Garden.

As expected, the Deng family's housekeeper was waiting at the door in advance.

Seeing Deng Shentong getting off the carriage, he hurriedly went to meet him and said respectfully, "Sir, the master wants you to go to his study."

"Ok."

Deng Shentong lifted his hair and smiled as if he was used to it.

He turned around and was about to say something to Zhang Yi, but the housekeeper looked up and stopped him, saying, "Sir, the master asked you to go alone to discuss something important."

"...Ah, then you go back first." Deng Shentong didn't think too much and patted Zhang Yi on the shoulder.

Zhang Yi felt a little irritated. He frowned and seemed to feel inexplicably flustered.

“…Don’t go!”

When Deng Shentong turned around and prepared to leave, he subconsciously grabbed his sleeve.

Deng Shentong turned around and looked at Zhang Yi, raising his eyebrows in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Yi was speechless. After he came to his senses, even he himself didn't understand why he did this.

It was obvious that Deng Shentong was just going to talk to Deng Yuanbo, but why did he feel so uneasy?

Deng Shentong smiled slightly, the evening breeze blew his long silver hair, and his expression was slightly gentle.

His smile seemed particularly warm under the reflection of the sunset, as if it could dispel all the haze and coldness.

It was just like the countless dreams Zhang Yi had had, so beautiful that it seemed unreal, as if it would shatter like a bubble in the next second.

"I'm just going to talk to my uncle and I'll be back soon."

Zhang Yi's fingers loosened Deng Shentong's sleeves.

He watched Deng Shentong disappear into the deep path, and the uneasiness in his heart grew stronger and stronger. He couldn't help but hold on to the Holy Judge tightly, as if this was the only way he could gain a sense of security.

Whatever it is, just cut it off.

Deng Shentong came to Deng Yuanbo's study. Seeing Deng Yuanbo sitting by the window drinking tea, he bowed respectfully and said, "Uncle, I'm back."

Deng Yuanbo took a sip of tea, put the expensive porcelain cup aside, looked up at Deng Shentong, and said slowly: "Shentong, I have something to tell you."

Deng Shentong nodded and said, "Uncle, just follow my instructions."

Deng Yuanbo stood up, took out a piece of paper from the table and handed it to Deng Shentong: "Take a look."

"This is..." Deng Shentong took the paper and took a look at it. The smile on his face gradually disappeared, and his eyes became very cold: "Uncle, what do you mean by this?"

This is a marriage certificate, the marriage certificate of Deng Shentong and Zhu Yunque.

The woman had already signed it, and the fact that it was given to him by Deng Yuanbo meant that Deng Yuanbo had tacitly agreed to the marriage.

This is not a question, it's an order.

"Sign it. I have already discussed it with Zhu Shuai." Deng Yuanbo was not surprised by Deng Shentong's reaction.

Although his expression was as kind as ever, his tone revealed a sense of unquestionableness.

Deng Shentong clenched the marriage certificate tightly in his hand, squeezing it so hard that his knuckles turned white.

He suddenly raised his eyes to look at Deng Yuanbo, his eyes bright and frightening: "Why? I have become Ipsilon...isn't this enough?"

Deng Yuanbo knocked on the table, his old face gradually showing a trace of seriousness, he said: "Shentong, are you unwilling?"

Deng Shentong stood there without saying a word, but his handsome face was full of unwillingness.

"The exchange condition offered by Zhu Zheng is that he will write a document and the position of commander of the Jiangnan region will be handed over to you five years later." Deng Yuanbo said calmly.

Deng Shentong gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with strong resistance: "...I can do these with my own abilities!"

Deng Yuanbo shook his head, turned his hands behind his back, and continued, "You may not know the experiment Zhu is conducting. He is using Yuan Kongye's cells to try to clone a complete Ipsilon."

Deng Shentong's expression suddenly became stunned. He was very smart and understood what Deng Yuanbo meant in an instant.

"Now he has successfully cloned a test subject that is closest to Ipsilon - one that is completely his own."

Deng Yuanbo came over and put his hand on his nephew's shoulder, stared into his eyes, and said in a very serious tone:

"Five years is enough time for many things to change. We in the Deng family cannot take the risk, nor can we afford it. Zhu Zheng's documents are recognized by the Shengjing District."

"As long as he signs, you will become the king of Jiangnan Region immediately after five years!"

Deng Yuanbo took the piece of paper from his hand and placed it on the table.

"He wants a guarantee, so give him one. The most important thing in business is integrity."

Deng Yuanbo picked up a pen and placed it next to the document. He looked directly at Deng Shentong with a sharp gaze and said without question, "Now, sign it, Shentong."