Reincarnated as a Mosquito, the School Beauty I Sucked to Tears is a Reborn Empress

What?

Luo Zhan froze for a moment, then seemed to remember something.

Qin Zhen was indeed a member of the Qin Family, one of the Ten Great Clans.

And the Ten Great Clans were currently hunting Gu Yuexi and the Divine Mosquito.

”Qin Zhen, this is not the time to get caught up in your personal affairs!

”This is a matter of life and death for Great Xia and the entire Human Race!”

”Is that your reason?”

Luo Zhan struggled to contain his explosive anger.

「On the other side of the video call.」

Qin Zhen sneered.

”Marshal Luo, do you really think headquarters is that narrow-minded?”

”Regarding the rejection of your request, it wasn’t my decision alone. It was a joint decision made by several high-ranking members of the general command during an emergency meeting.”

”Marshal Luo, I suggest you watch your tone.”

”Since you still don’t understand, allow me to spell it out for you!”

Qin Zhen held up three fingers, his tone grave.

”First.”

”According to your report, the source of this so-called ’top-secret intelligence’ is a mere Seventh-Grade mosquito?”

”Luo Zhan, has your time in the Northern Domain made you stupid? A Seventh-Grade Contracted Beast infiltrated deep into Alien Race territory for over ten days, uncovered this kind of core secret, and then escaped completely unscathed?”

”Do you take the Alien Race for blind men? Or do you take everyone in the Military Department for fools?”

Luo Zhan was about to retort, but Qin Zhen gave him no chance, immediately raising a second finger.

”Second.”

”Even if we were to grant that it somehow managed all that, the Military Department must still consider the possibility of betrayal.”

”After all, it’s not a human. It’s just a Demon Beast, and a Demon Beast that is wanted by the Ten Great Clans, no less.”

”Third.”

”Even if we ignore the first two points.”

”We must also consider whether this might be a conspiracy by the Alien Race.”

”What if this mosquito was deliberately allowed to return? What if the intelligence it brought back is false information the Alien Race wanted us to have?”

”The Northern Domain Combat Zone is important, but so are the other regions.”

”As for the Emperor Realm experts, they are our ultimate strategic weapons and cannot be mobilized lightly!”

Qin Zhen’s speech was well-reasoned and logically sound.

Even the few generals standing behind Luo Zhan couldn’t help but fall silent.

He had a point.

It was indeed too risky.

If it really was a trap set by the Alien Race, the consequences would be nothing short of devastating.

Mobilizing Emperor Realm experts and armies from other combat zones... it was a decision that couldn’t be made based on the word of a single mosquito.

A brief, dead silence fell over the command tent.

”Marshal, I don’t mean to question you.”

”But what if... what if the Divine Mosquito really was being used?”

Only Chu Sheng, hovering in mid-air, stared coldly at the image of Qin Zhen on the screen.

Heh.

’This old man,’ he thought. ’Everything he just said boils down to one thing: I, Lord Mosquito, am not trustworthy. The intel I risked my life to bring back isn’t enough for the Military Department’s general command. It’s not worth them taking a risk.’

’Fine.’

’Then I guess all my work was for nothing.’

’Let them do whatever the hell they want.’

Chu Sheng couldn’t even be bothered to explain himself. He was ready to just leave.

Just then,

Luo Zhan slammed his palm down on the table, leaving a deep dent in the specially made alloy surface.

”Enough!”

His eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Qin Zhen.

”There is no ’what if’!”

”I was the one who sent the Divine Mosquito. I trust it completely!”

”Qin Zhen, you’re rejecting my request for aid? Fine.”

”In that case.”

”Then, in my capacity as the supreme commander of the Northern Domain’s first line of defense, I will now activate the ’Maximum Survival Crisis’ alert!”

As soon as he said this,

not only did the faces of the generals behind him change drastically, but even Qin Zhen, on the other end of the screen, finally showed a change in expression.

The ”Maximum Survival Crisis” alert.

This was the final trump card in the hands of each combat zone’s marshal, but it was also a double-edged sword.

Once activated, it signified that the combat zone had reached its final, desperate moment of life and death.

This alert would bypass the Military Department’s general command and be sent directly to the communication terminals of every combat zone in Great Xia, every Emperor Realm expert, and even every citizen!

It was tantamount to a plea for help to the entire world!