Chapter 012: Zilu is Not as Good as Me

"Little girl, my knife."

Initially, Pei Jing thought she misheard due to the surrounding cheers being too noisy, assuming that Ji Xinghe was too tired to speak clearly. But when she handed him the bag, and Ji Xinghe opened it in front of her, she knew she hadn't misheard.

Inside the bag she always carried were two knives, Ji Xinghe's knives.

This sixty-five-year-old man, intending to join the army to avenge his son, carried two knives with him. After running ten kilometers in thirty-five minutes, he didn't collapse from exhaustion, but stood tall like a pine tree, demanding his knife.

Yet, what use did knives have on the frontlines of an alien war? The Imperial gorillas piloted mechs, towering at an average height of 4.5 meters. So, what was the difference between these easily pocketable knives and toothpicks?

Perhaps, it was merely a spiritual anchor.

Just as everyone knew that Ji Xinghe's journey to the alien frontlines was meaningless, but he still insisted on going.

Pei Jing had a
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