At that moment, all the guardians were prepared to make the ultimate sacrifice. Acting as a reserve coach, Director Miller patted the head of the ten-year-old Brian Clark, glanced at the little ones sleeping soundly in the dormitory, picked up his weapon, and left the base.

Having been through countless battles, Director Miller knew that this was an energy powerful enough to destroy the entire world—an unprecedentedly strong destroyer had arrived in their world. He was terrifying and overconfident; this destroyer didn’t even bother to conceal his power, brazenly declaring war on the whole world!

Before leaving, Director Miller hid the base deep underground, hoping the new recruits could survive this disaster. As long as they were alive, the legacy of the guardians would not be broken.

Guardians and informed leaders from around the world rushed to the place where the energy had descended—it was in Huaxia!

Director Miller, being the closest, discovered that it was actually within his own jurisdiction, and in a residential area no less!

Worried that the destroyer would harm ordinary people, he rushed to the site of the energy’s appearance as quickly as possible.

But unexpectedly, halfway there, the force suddenly vanished. The air began to flow again, and the world returned to peace.

When Director Miller arrived at the energy’s landing point, an unprecedented sense of calm rose in his heart, and for a moment, he even thought about retiring and living out his days in peace.

Later, when guardians from various countries held a meeting to discuss the events of that day, Director Miller learned that it wasn’t just him—every guardian had simultaneously felt the urge to lay down their arms and return to civilian life.

And from that day on, no destroyer ever appeared in the world again.

Ten years later, the World Guardians Organization announced its dissolution. They called that day “Rest Day,” believing that the force was a show of respect from the power behind the destroyers. This war, which had lasted for centuries and spanned several generations of guardians, ended in this way. It was a victory for the guardians, and a victory for humanity.

Many guardians were skeptical of this view, especially those like Director Miller who had been very close to the energy reaction point. They felt that the force was not a show of respect, but more like a lazy yawn.

Several countries declared they would never train guardians again, but Huaxia did not give up. Staying vigilant in times of peace, they believed that if they let down their guard and a new destroyer appeared, humanity might not even have the strength to resist.

Director Miller insisted on training Brian Clark and the others, but from the bottom of his heart, he hoped that these children could live happy and peaceful lives, never having to encounter a destroyer.

Unfortunately, what is meant to come will always come.

“Based on my experience, this Laura Hayes is very likely the destroyer,” said Director Miller. “But the guiding principle for guardians in the Huaxia region is to protect. We must confirm the other party’s identity before taking action. For now, observation is the priority. I’ve already applied to the higher-ups for identity protection. In a moment, you’ll go to the storage room to pick out face-changing masks.”

Having never experienced combat, Brian Clark and Eric Webb became excited. They had only studied these face-changing masks in textbooks and had never used them in real action!

It was said that these were made with the most advanced nanotechnology to protect the identities of guardians and their families.

In past battles, guardians would wear masks. If their identities were discovered by ruthless destroyers, the destroyers would take the guardians’ families as hostages, and countless innocent family members were harmed this way. Because of this, the country spent decades researching and finally developed these face-changing masks that fit perfectly to the skin and couldn’t be easily torn off. Unfortunately, just as the masks were developed, the destroyers disappeared, and even Director Miller had never used them in real combat.

Brian Clark and Eric Webb went to the storage room to collect face-changing masks for each of their brothers. Brian Clark carefully picked one that looked about the same age as Director Miller, with a well-maintained face.

Eric Webb chose an utterly ordinary face that wouldn’t stand out in a crowd. When he saw Brian Clark instantly turn into a charming middle-aged man, he frowned and said, “The most important thing in undercover work is to stay hidden. A face like that is way too recognizable!”

“It’s precisely because it’s recognizable that no one would associate it with me. The contrast is huge.” Brian Clark adjusted his voice, making it deep and resonant.

He then put on a low-key suit, the white shirt adorned with an ink-wash landscape pattern, making him look mature and steady.

“Helen Grant will be this charming when he gets older too, right?” Brian Clark said to his reflection in the mirror.

Eric Webb: “……”

There’s no saving Brian Clark and his lovesick brain.

After receiving their protective gear, the two immediately met up with several teammates who were tailing the peacock man Laura Hayes. After distributing the face-changing masks, they became a group led by a handsome man in his forties, followed by a bunch of utterly ordinary-looking underlings.

“You go up front and draw attention. The rest of us can stay hidden in the shadows,” Eric Webb said, staring at Brian Clark. “This face really isn’t bad—pretty useful for cover.”

Brian Clark confidently followed the peacock man Laura Hayes down the main road. After a while, he couldn’t help but ask over the walkie-talkie, “Is this guy… always like this?”