"Xiaoyun, if I break through the space now and go to other universes, what level is my strength in other universes?" Zhao Hu asked softly at the girl beside him.

"Brother Hu, with your current strength, you can completely destroy the entire universe. Even if you break through the space and go to other more advanced universes, your strength will be an invincible existence. No one or creature can threaten your life!" The girl said with a calm look on her face.

"Xiaoyun, I have lived in this universe for countless years and invincible for countless years. My soul has begun to decay. I don't want to live such an invincible life anymore. I want to go to other universes and experience an ordinary struggle life! Therefore, I decided to seal myself on the way to other universes, reincarnate and rebirth, and enjoy an ordinary struggle life again." A hint of expectation flashed in Zhao Hu's eyes.

"Since Brother Hu wants to enjoy an ordinary life of struggle, then I will accompany Brother Hu to enjoy an ordinary life of struggle! On the way to break through the space and head to other universes, I will create a clearance base and set up ninety-nine eighty-eighty levels. As an opportunity for Brother Hu to rise in other universes, make Brother Hu's life more exciting, and I will seal my memory and fall into a deep sleep with Brother Hu." Xiaoyun said softly when he heard Zhao Hu's words.

"Xiaoyun, let us enjoy an ordinary life of struggle together!" After receiving Xiaoyun's affirmative answer, Zhao Hu showed an expectant smile on his face. With a wave of his hand, a terrifying force was used from his body. A huge space crack appeared in front of him, and colorful streaming light flashed in the space crack, releasing a fatal charming color.

"Xiaoyun, let's go!" Looking at the space crack in front of him, Zhao Hu moved and jumped into it, while Xiaoyun followed closely and jumped into the space crack.

As Zhao Hu and Xiaoyun jumped into the space crack one after another, the space crack slowly closed, Zhao Hu and Xiaoyun disappeared into this universe that left countless legendary experiences and entered a brand new universe.

The Great Qin Empire, Dongzhou, Tianluo County, Chaoyang County, Lan Haixing, Zhenhai District.

There were tall buildings and crowds. On the bustling street, Zhao Hu, wearing black pants, blue shirt and a sad face, looked at the lively street, with a firm look flashing in his eyes, and took a step forward and walked towards the conscription center in the street.

Zhao Hu is an ordinary civilian in the Qin Empire. He is sixteen years old this year. He has just graduated from an ordinary high school. He has lost the protection of the empire and has officially entered society. He has to work hard to earn money to survive and cannot receive the minimum subsidy of the empire.

Under normal circumstances, Zhao Hu, who has just graduated, should look for a job and earn money to support himself and his family. He should not walk to the conscription office and join the imperial team.

You should know that the conscription office on the street only collects imperial infantry and does not recruit other troops. The imperial infantry is simply synonymous with imperial cannon fodder. As long as there is a way or a way to survive, the people of the empire will not participate in imperial infantry and become imperial cannon fodder.

In the empire, no normal person will participate in the imperial infantry except for the desperate people.

Zhao Hu was only sixteen years old and had just graduated from Imperial High School. He went to participate in Imperial Infantry because he was desperate, otherwise he would not have joined Imperial Infantry and became the cannon fodder of the Empire.

Zhao Hu's parents had a car accident not long ago and were seriously injured and urgently needed money for treatment. The driver of the car accident died on the spot and had no immediate family members. Zhao Hu's parents' medical expenses were not invested, so they could only bear it themselves.

Zhao Hu's family is just an ordinary family in the empire. He has no savings at all and cannot afford medical expenses of up to 200,000 yuan. Zhao Hu did not want his parents to die and could only earn 200,000 yuan in a short period of time.

Zhao Hu is just an ordinary high school graduate and is at the bottom of the empire. Even if he finds a job, he will only have a salary of several thousand at most. Even if he doesn't eat or drink, it will take several years to save 200,000 medical expenses.

By the time Zhao Hu saved 200,000 yuan in medical expenses, his parents were probably dead for a long time.

Zhao Hu, who did not want his parents to die because he had no money to treat him, had to join the army and become an imperial infantryman, obtain one million yuan in settlement fees and a meager salary for the empire to maintain the integrity of his family.

Zhao Hu, who was full of determination, took a big step and stepped into the recruitment office in the middle of the street.

The space of the conscription office is very large, with hundreds of ordinary-dressed men lined up in neatly for physical examinations under the guidance of more than ten soldiers.

Looking at the hundreds of men queuing in line, Zhao Hu sighed inwardly that there were so many poor people in the empire, so he walked to a window in the conscription office, received an electronic physical examination form, lined up behind the line, and quietly waited for the physical examination.

"Little brother, how can you join the Imperial Infantry at such a young age? I advise you to leave quickly. This is not the place you should come! Even if you want to join the army, you should study more. Participate in technical troops such as Imperial Warships, mechas, fighter jets, etc. is much better than participating in the Imperial Infantry!" Seeing Zhao Hu lined up behind him with an electronic physical examination sheet, a middle-aged man in front of Zhao Hu persuaded with a serious look on his face.

"Uncle, if it weren't for nothing, I wouldn't have come to join the Imperial Infantry! My parents were in a car accident and needed money to treat them urgently. If I didn't want them to die, I could only join the Imperial Infantry, get one million yuan in resettlement fees and pay their medical expenses!" Zhao Hu said helplessly when he heard the words of the middle-aged man.

Zhao Hu is only sixteen years old. He doesn’t want to join the Imperial Infantry and become the Imperial Cannon Fodder, but he doesn’t want his parents to die because they lack medical expenses. So he had to join the Imperial Infantry, hoping to get ahead of the Imperial Infantry before his death and jump out of the Imperial Infantry, the cannonfod unit!

Hearing Zhao Hu's words, the middle-aged man said helplessly: "How can the empire be rich? Why can't we adapt to free medical care? I don't know what the empire's top leaders think!"

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Zhao Hu smiled helplessly and didn't say anything.

If the empire implements free medical treatment, the empire people will not have to bear the high medical expenses. The desperate empire people will be reduced by more than half, and the imperial infantry will not be able to find people at all, which is not in the interests of the empire.

Of course, the interests of the empire are not the interests of all the people of the Great Qin Empire, but the interests of the upper class and nobles of the Great Qin Empire. After all, the Great Qin Empire is a feudal imperial country. Even with many modern systems, it is an ancient feudal system at its core and there is no fairness at all. All the policies and laws of the empire serve the rule of the high-level imperial authorities.

Zhao Hu had no health problems and successfully passed the physical examination, and received a settlement fee of one million yuan and an Imperial Infantry Identity Plate.

After becoming an imperial infantryman, Zhao Hu left the recruitment office, took a speed vehicle, and rushed towards the hospital.

"Xiaoyu, how are your parents doing?" As soon as Zhao Hu entered the hospital, he saw a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl wearing a light green dress, sitting at the hospital gate with a sad face, crying, and then quickly walked to the little girl and asked softly.

"Brother, the doctor said that my parents would have been treated long ago, and they could only live for two or three days at most! I don't want my parents to die, so you can sell me! I heard that many places require little girls like me. As long as you sell me, you can treat my parents' illnesses, and my parents don't have to die!" Hearing Zhao Hu's words, the little girl looked at Zhao Hu with tears on her face and said.

"Xiaoyu, stop saying those stupid words! How could I sell you? I have money now. Let me leave. I will immediately ask the doctor to treat my parents. My parents can play with you in a while!" Zhao Hu felt ache in his heart when he heard the little girl's words, and hugged the little girl in his arms and said softly.

After saying that, Zhao Hu pulled Xiaoyu into the hospital and paid 200,000 yuan in medical expenses, asking the hospital to treat his parents.

The hospital, which received 200,000 yuan in medical expenses, immediately sent Zhao Hu's parents to the medical room and put them in the medical warehouse for treatment. In just a quarter of an hour, Zhao Hu's parents' injuries were cured and returned to a state of vitality.

"Xiaohu, your father and I have a good medical expenses. What money can you get from there?" After Zhao Hu's mother Zhou Yan recovered from her original state, she looked at Zhao Hu with a serious look on her face.

"Dad, I passed the physical examination of the Imperial Infantry and became an Imperial Infantry. I will report to the conscription office tomorrow. There are 800,000 credit points in this card. You can take a good life and cultivate Xiaoyu into a talent!" Zhao Hu hesitated for a moment and said softly.

While speaking, Zhao Hu handed a bank card to Zhou Yan.

"Xiaohu, how can you join the Imperial Infantry? Don't you know that the death rate of the Imperial Infantry is as high as 90%? Don't you know that joining the Imperial Infantry means stepping into the coffin with one foot!" As soon as Zhao Hu's voice fell, Zhou Yan said with excitement on his face.

"Mom, although the mortality rate of imperial infantry is as high as 90%, isn't there a 10% survival rate? Your son, I am born with great luck, so I must be part of the 10% survival rate!" Zhao Hu comforted softly after hearing Zhou Yan's words.
Chapter completed!