Magical Girl's Knight Brother

Chapter 561 Wasteland Regime

The dilapidated AI outpost was left far behind, its burning flames shrinking to a tiny orange dot against the leaden horizon before being swallowed by the deepening night and blizzard. The biting cold wind once again dominated the wasteland, whipping snowflakes against everyone's faces.

The lines stretched out very long, but were no longer clearly defined.

Fang Xin's well-equipped assault team, seasoned from the bloody battles of the stronghold, naturally led the way and flanked the group, like a vigilant pack of wolves, constantly scanning for threats in the snowstorm. Hawke's resistance squad followed closely behind; though poorly equipped, their wasteland hunter alertness and ferocity remained. Old Chimney and his trusted men, like frightened quails, huddled tightly in the middle of the group, trudging along, occasionally glancing back nervously. Faced with Fang Xin's clearly formidable force, they could only silently follow, seeking protection. Rayson, holding the exhausted and sleeping Yedi, huddled with Old Chimney. Scáthach, the Queen of the Land of Shadows, appeared silently in the group like a deep shadow. Her dark cloak remained motionless in the snowstorm, her eerie purple gaze occasionally sweeping across the distance, carrying a tranquility incongruous with the wasteland.

Tang Zijun and Fang Xin walked side by side at the back of the group.

Away from the hustle and bustle of the battlefield, the two could finally have a proper chat.

"...I never expected that such a serious intrusion would occur in the real world."

Fang Xin removed the power armor's mask, revealing a young face weathered by time, with several fresh bloodstains.

He looked at Tang Zijun's profile, which remained expressionless, his eyes filled with a complex light.

After listening to Tang Zijun's account of the God of Time and Space, even he felt a chill run down his spine—an assassination attempt that transcended time was no joke. Fortunately, Tang Zijun dealt with the attacker; otherwise, Fang Xin couldn't even imagine what would have happened.

Let's not talk about that now.

Tang Zijun waved her hand casually and turned her gaze to Fang Xin.

"Tell me about yourself, how have you been lately?"

"Not good." Fang Xin's face darkened.

"When we first arrived here, we wanted to join the local forces, but those old guys in the south were fighting for power, creating a chaotic mess. The censorship of omnics was getting stricter and stricter, and the risks of going out were getting higher and higher." He took a deep breath of the cold air, which carried the dust and bloody smell unique to the wasteland. "Later, some of us, along with some other brothers who couldn't stand it anymore, simply came out and set up a camp with some usable equipment."

He glanced at the ragged skeleton rat team members who had been rescued at the front of the group, and said in a low voice.

"Like this time, these 'waist rats' risked their lives to deliver medicine and food to wasteland settlements, only to be attacked by omnics. We received their distress signals and couldn't ignore them." "Only by uniting and recruiting more people can we secure a place in the wasteland."

Tang Zijun listened quietly, a glimmer of light seemingly flickering deep within his cold eyes. Fang Xin's actions were better than he had anticipated.

"You did the right thing." Tang Zijun nodded. "To rebuild the wasteland, besides eradicating the omnics, we also need more humanity that hasn't been tainted by the wasteland." "Leader..." Fang Xin was silent for a moment.

Having lived in this world for so long, no one understands its abnormalities better than him.

To rebuild this place into a civilization like the real world, simply solving the problems of the Epoch Gods and the Omnics is far from enough.

Since the rise of the gods of the era, the civilization of the wasteland has undergone several bloody massacres. Those still living there, even the children, have lost all sense of normalcy. For a mere morsel of food, patricide and fratricide are commonplace. Even the most basic trust between people has vanished, replaced only by suspicion and cruelty. These changes are etched into the very bones of the wasteland inhabitants, because without them, they simply could not survive; those with good intentions would have long since perished. Perhaps only an outsider like Fang Xin possesses such pure kindness and has the power to change all of this.

"Boss, you said you'd rebuild the wasteland..." His eyes held a deep sense of anticipation, yet also a hint of trepidation.

Tang Zijun possessed power beyond their reach. He both hoped that Tang Zijun could lead them, and feared that his team would become a burden to Tang Zijun. Tang Zijun paused slightly, then resumed his normal pace. He turned his head to look at Fang Xin beside him.

"There are no longer any Epoch Gods on this timeline, only numerous Omnics occupying most of the area. This will be the wastelanders' best chance to reclaim their homeland." "This timeline... Boss, you wouldn't be...!?"

"I didn't do it." Tang Zijun glanced at the shadows not far away. "Another friend helped me."

"I've locked onto the current timeline of the wasteland world. I can sense any epochal deity attempting to break through this barrier, and right now, the epochal deities can't reach all of the wasteland." "This...this is a good thing!"

"Shh..." Tang Zijun whispered. "But I don't want this to get out. With the Gods of the Epochs around, the Wasteland, though oppressive, still maintains a distorted stability. Can you imagine how other forces would react if they knew about this?"

Fang Xinyan pondered for a moment, then immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

Although the gods of the era are evil, their invincible aura suppresses all those with ulterior motives.

If everyone knew that this timeline was no longer under the control of the gods of the era, those with power and money would immediately launch an attack to seize more resources, and the entire wasteland would be reshuffled. "It seems you've figured it out," Tang Zijun said leisurely. "What we need is a peaceful and stable wasteland, not a wasteland of warlords and constant conflict. If we can't stabilize this place, I won't be able to focus on solving other problems."

"What other questions are you referring to?"

"There's even bigger trouble in the dream world," Tang Zijun explained simply, without elaborating further.

Fang Xinyan nodded hurriedly. "So, what does the organization mean?"

"The Director hopes you can establish a new regime in the wasteland, allowing wastelanders and the few remaining aliens to live together in close unity, peacefully and stably creating a new civilization." "A new regime? I... I can't do that."

Fang Xin stammered as he spoke, but before he could finish, Tang Zijun reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

"There's nothing you can't do. You've done a great job. Have some confidence. You have the whole country behind you, what are you afraid of?" "I, I..."

At that moment, Fang Xin felt an unusually heavy responsibility on his shoulders.

Yeah, what's there to be afraid of?

I'm not alone.

I have the support of an entire nation!

"I understand." Fang Xin nodded seriously, clenching his fist tightly. "I will definitely live up to the bureau's expectations!" "Of course, the bureau knows about your troubles, so I specially arranged some helpers for you." Tang Zijun gestured towards Xiao Yue and the others. "See those guys? Although their bodies are from here, their consciousness belongs to the agents of the Demon Surveillance Bureau. From now on, they will be your subordinates. These are the backbone of the bureau; you can ask them if you don't understand anything."

Fang Xin followed Tang Zijun's gaze and quickly spotted the giant mantis chatting with the tree spirit.

If he wasn't mistaken, they should be alien insectoids, but then Tang Zijun said their consciousness was that of agents from the Demon Surveillance Bureau, and Fang Xin's lips twitched. "Ah, Afanti?"

That's called Avatar.

Tang Zijun rolled her eyes and continued.

"But you can understand it that way too, it's pretty much the same anyway."