Chapter 39

Compared with the fourth and fifth floors, the sixth floor is not as high-end and classy. It looks like an ordinary leisure and entertainment venue, but since the people who spend time here are not ordinary people, this place is given a ten-meter-thick golden filter.

Melhasa, who was walking by the stairs upstairs carrying a bottle of liquor, paused strangely.

He was wearing a burgundy bathrobe, his platinum hair was combed back with a small ponytail at the end, he wore a pair of single-sided flat-framed glasses, and a gold chain hung around his neck. He looked like a gentleman, with no sense of being in a hospital at all.

Melhos stopped and rubbed his eyebrows. The symptoms of this mental disorder were getting more and more outrageous. Why did he seem to have seen Cloveford just now?

Convinced from the bottom of his heart that he had seen wrong, Melhos was about to leave when a deep, yet familiar, voice rang out from behind him: "Merhos."

Melhos subconsciously hid the wine in his hand behind his back, turned around and saw that it was indeed Cloveford, and his originally peaceful mood almost broke.

But when his eyes fell on the little cub in his arms, who looked so white, tender and adorable, his heart, which was about to break, he calmed down a little.

It was an illusion. Cloverd couldn't possibly appear in front of him holding a child!

It turned out to be an illusion!

Melhos rubbed his eyebrows, closed his eyes and opened them again. When he found that the person in his eyes had not disappeared, he closed his eyes and opened them again. After repeating this several times, under Cloverd's increasingly puzzled gaze, he had to accept this unpleasant fact.

"Marshal Cloveford, why are you here?" He said with a bit of difficulty, as if Cloveford shouldn't be here.

When saying the six words "Marshal Cloverd", Melhos's mentality was a bit subtle. In fact, most people in the military district, especially those in higher positions, had the same mentality as Melhos when facing Cloverd.

It's like your classmate or childhood friend becomes your boss, or even the kind of boss who is a little out of reach.

Cloverford, who hadn't noticed his subtle thoughts, recalled the actions of his subordinates he had seen at the window and showed Jiaojiao to Melhos. "Isn't she cute?"

Melhos nodded: "Cute."

"His name is Jiaojiao."

Melhos, confused, nodded in agreement: "Yeah."

After finishing the introduction, Cloveford stretched out the bag in his left hand in front of Melhos, waiting for him to take out the gift.

This is for me?!

Melhos, a little confused by Cloverd's action, hesitantly reached out to take the strange-looking bag in his hand.

When Melhos grabbed a corner of the bag and pulled it towards him, but found that Cloveford showed no sign of letting go, he knew that he was in trouble.

Sure enough, he saw Cloveford frowning slightly, his iris-purple eyes looking at him in confusion, demanding an explanation for stealing his bag.

How was he going to explain that he had a brain malfunction and thought that he was going to give this strange bag to himself?

Melhos, who was allergic to Cloverd's gaze, avoided looking at the child in his arms.

Jiaojiao, who was in Cloverford's arms, saw the strange uncle looking at her. She smiled sweetly at him with her eyes curved, "Hello, uncle."

Looking at the fair and tender cub in front of him, smiling at him with watery eyes and greeting him softly, Melhos, who had just come down from the battlefield and was in a period of mental disorder, was stunned for a moment. As a result, his brain was full of yellow sand, artillery fire and the smell of fishy aliens when he slept during this period.

The blood-stained battlefield in my mind gradually faded away, replaced by the pair of clear and bright eyes in front of me.

It seemed that he hadn't seen such a pair of clear and bright eyes for a long time. There was no negative emotion at all, like a clear spring on a snowy mountain. Just looking at them made his heart feel clear.

"Merhos?" Clovey shouted in confusion when he saw that Melhos ignored him and was in a daze.

Melhos, who was called back to his senses, met Cloveford's gaze, and the emotion that was about to break his heart surfaced again: "..."

The two looked at each other, and a suffocating silence spread...

In this suffocating silence, Melhos, who was repeatedly recalling Cloveford's series of actions since his appearance, suddenly had an inspiration.

He looked at the child in Cloverd's arms, and then at the sack that Cloverd held out to him.

Cloveford...isn't this...asking for a gift?

Thinking this, Melhos took out the palm-sized amethyst he had bought at an auction last month for seven million from his space storage and tentatively placed it into the strangely shaped bag... As expected, Cloveford's frown relaxed...

Melhos: “…………”

Why don't you bring out that meticulous, meticulous, and incredibly picky nature you have when commanding on the battlefield! Off the battlefield, you become a completely different person, leaving everyone guessing at your intentions! If it weren't for your incredible fighting prowess, do you know how many sacks you'd have been slapped with as a kid?!

You have to be thankful that your current enemy is a species with low intelligence. If you had encountered a race with a high IQ, you probably wouldn't be able to become the marshal!

Melhos, who was already 36 years old but easily lost his temper when facing Cloveford, secretly clenched his cheeks.

On the sofa not far away, a bald man stood up after hearing the noise and looked over, his tone hurried and impatient: "Merxes, you are so fussy even with a bottle of wine..."

The rest of his words were stuck when he met Cloverd's gaze.

Kolo, shirtless with only a pair of shorts on, met Cloverd's gaze while he was halfway through his words: "......"

Can I sit down now and pretend I never stood up?

Of course not, because Cloveford was already striding towards here with Jiaojiao in his arms.

Jiaojiao, who was in Cloverford's arms, looked curiously at the handsome uncle without hair.

Yes, pretty uncle!

Ke Luo has fair skin that can never be tanned. Purple blood vessels can be clearly seen on his cold white skin. He has thin lips with a pale color, narrow eyes, and dark red eyes that reveal layers of untamed wildness and rebelliousness.

He was famous as the most beautiful woman in the First Military Region, but he hated this title very much. In order to get rid of the title, he deliberately shaved his head, but he still failed, and it even added two points of inviolable abstinence beauty.

"Isn't it cute?" Cloveford came up and showed Ke Luo Jiaojiao in his arms. He even stepped on the minefield and looked at Jiaojiao in his arms: "Call me beauty uncle."

"Uncle Beauty." Jiaojiao, who was always very obedient, called out sweetly, but her soft voice could not extinguish the anger rising in Ke Luo's heart.

"Cute." Ke Luo's jawline tightened, his eyes almost blazing with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Very cute."

After finishing the introduction, Clove handed the cloth bag in his hand to Ke Luo as usual.

Ke Luo: “……?!”

When Cloverford carried Jiaojiao and asked for a round of gifts in the same way, the seven big guys who came to the hospital for treatment, including Caspar, were in a state of ups and downs.

There were seven people sitting there, all older than Cloverd, and all well-known figures in various military departments. They were the kind of people who would cause a lot of screaming onlookers if they went to the military academy.

All seven of them have a deep connection with Cloveford. Melhos, Colo, and Jiangcha, who are all 36 years old, were Cloveford's classmates in the military academy.

Thirty-eight-year-old Gu Yu and forty-year-old Casper were Cloverford's seniors. Meanwhile, forty-five-year-old Yuna Jinyu and forty-eight-year-old Cardoya were Cloverford's superiors after he joined the military.

Cloverford held Jiaojiao in his arms and sat across from them. He began to introduce them to her: "This one is called Melhos. He's the First Legion's Chief Mecha Builder, the youngest Level 7 Mecha Builder, and the one with the greatest potential to be promoted to Level 8 in recent years."

"This one's called Ke Luo, a level eight mecha master. He serves as the general of the First Legion and also holds the position of..."

"This guy's called Jiang Cha, a level eight mecha master, serving as a general in the Second Legion..."

"This is Gu Yu, a level eight mecha master, serving as a general in the Third Legion..."

"This Caspar is..."

Melhos, who was sitting opposite, saw the confused child in Cloverford's arms, and his eyes twitched slightly. Could you at least take care of the cub in your arms who looks less than two years old?

"At least take care of the child in your arms and see if he can understand what I'm saying!"

Just as Melhos finished his inner complaints, Kolo interrupted Cloverd.

Hearing this, Cloveford stopped talking and looked down at Jiaojiao, who was in his arms with confused eyes. Then he seemed to realize something and asked hesitantly, "Do you understand?"

Jiaojiao in his arms looked at him with confused eyes and said honestly, "No, Jiaojiao didn't understand."

"..." Finally realizing that the cub in his arms looked only about two years old, Cloveford didn't introduce it any further.

Gu Yu and the others couldn't help but curl up their lips when they saw this scene. It was really rare to see Cloveford being humiliated.

"Marshal, do you want to play mahjong?" Jiang Cha, who was sitting at the mahjong table, asked generously.

You should know that playing mahjong was very popular before the big changes on Blue Planet. However, after the big changes, in order to survive, humans abandoned a lot of things in the past seven hundred years. Now that things are a little more stable, it is difficult to pick them up one by one. People nowadays prefer to play virtual games, virtual mechas and other exciting things.

But Jiang Cha's generation is different. It's ridiculous to ask why, because this is the only way they can feel a sense of superiority over Cloveford.

Cloveford, a being that can be described as a humanoid bug in every aspect, few people know that he has extremely bad luck, especially when it comes to playing mahjong or cards, which are things that require a bit of luck, his luck is so bad that it is horrible.

Since they discovered this, the military academy students of their class fell in love with playing mahjong. There was even one time when the military academy league was decided by the rules of mahjong. This is a rarity among military academy students of all generations and is still a legend in the military academy forum.

"Hit him." Cloverford nodded, holding Jiaojiao and sitting at the mahjong table. Before hitting her, he stuffed a bottle of milk into Jiaojiao's hand and said to Jiang Cha and the others, "He calls me Daddy."

There was a hint of boasting in the tone, which made Jiang Cha and the others think that they were hallucinating.

It’s terrible, this period of mental disorder seems to be quite serious!

Jiaojiao, sitting in Cloverford's arms, drank the bottle obediently. When Melhos and the others saw her, he would smile at them with his eyes curved.

I have to say that this kid is really cute, and he is so adorable just by looking at him. I don’t know where Cloveford kidnapped him from. Melhos and the others looked at the cards in their hands and thought to themselves after looking away.

"It's a tie."

"It's a tie."

"It's a tie."

Melhos: “…”

Ginger Tea: “…………”

Gu Yu: “…”

After a round of playing, both Melhos and others on the field and Yuna Jinyu and others watching nearby, faced with Cloverd who had won every hand and had better luck than ever before, became mentally unstable.

The somewhat superstitious Kolo looked at Jiaojiao who was sucking on the pacifier in Clover's arms. If there was anything different about Clover today, it was that he was holding such a child.

Could it be because of this child?

Living Koi?!

Ke Luo was a little hesitant and tried to take Jiao Jiao from Clover's arms: "This child is very cute, let me hug her."

Cloveford stopped him and looked at him sideways.

Ke Luo pulled the corner of his mouth and said stubbornly, "It's not good for the child to sit for a long time. I'll take him over there to play."

Hearing him say this, Clover's eyes flashed with thought, and finally he nodded in agreement.

I drank some Cloveford's ginger tea again and felt refreshed. This is the familiar taste.

Strangely enough, ever since the child left Cloverford's arms, Cloverford's luck has plummeted.

The few people who noticed this turned their attention to Jiaojiao who was playing happily with Ke Luo, and wondered whether they should bring the child over and try.

The first person to try was Casper, who had the worst luck besides Cloveford. He didn't use any tricks, he just stood up and walked over and held Jiaojiao in his arms a little clumsily.

Jiaojiao, who was suddenly picked up, blinked blankly, looked up at this unfamiliar uncle, and asked in a puzzled voice, "Uncle?"

Casper, not knowing what to say, stuffed a green fourth-level alien core into Jiaojiao's arms, then sat back at the mahjong table with Jiaojiao in his arms with peace of mind.

Holding the alien core, Jiaojiao looked at the thing in her hand in confusion. When she couldn't figure it out, she simply stopped thinking about it and sat obediently watching the uncles play cards.

You know what, Caspar's luck instantly improved while he was playing cards with him. Not only did he win three of a kind several times, he also got a perfect hand.

People who get addicted to playing cards are irrational. Whoever of Melhos and his friends has the worst luck will rush to hug Jiaojiao.

Jiaojiao, who was in the center of the robbery, curled her eyes. The uncles all liked Jiaojiao very much!

Although they were fighting for the baby, whenever Cloveford wanted to hold Jiaojiao, they would tacitly change the subject or ask the child to go downstairs and walk around.

The seven people took turns playing mahjong, but only Cloveford sat from beginning to end and lost from beginning to end.

But Cloverd was still quite happy in his heart. He seldom played with his friends for so long. Most of the time they were busy, and he could not disturb them so he could only stay alone.

Melhos and the others were not actually that busy, they were just subconsciously avoiding Cloveford.

For Melhos and others, being born in the same era as Cloverford was the greatest misfortune.

If they were alive today, they would be the biggest names in the military academy. They would even be the kind of people who would have huge arguments online about who would be the winner every time there was a military academy league.

But because of Cloveford's existence, all their brilliance will be buried.

In the three military academy leagues 20 years ago, as long as Cloveford participated, the winner was almost a foregone conclusion, which was the consensus of everyone.

No one could take victory away from Cloverd, no one could defeat him.

It was as if this was the rule of the world. No matter how hard they tried, no matter what they paid, it all seemed so pale and powerless when facing Cloveford.

It seemed as if from the moment he was born, all the light, all the glory, and all the attention of the world should belong to him.

No one can take away a single cent!

Melhos is the youngest seventh-level mecha manufacturing master currently serving in the First Military Region. He is the person most likely to be promoted to an eighth-level mecha division.

In addition to him, Ke Luo from the First Legion, Jiang Cha from the Second Legion, and Gu Yu from the Third Legion all became level eight mecha masters before the age of thirty.

Hundreds of years ago, few people at this age would have entered the realm of eighth-level mecha masters.

Aren't they geniuses?

They are geniuses!

Even now, he is still a very remarkable genius!

But there happened to be a Cloverd who was the same age as them.

This person not only overshadows his peers, but also makes the outstanding seniors from previous years look pale in comparison.

This person, who even embarrassed his superiors with his increasingly outstanding military achievements after entering the military, is Cloveford!

In that era, no matter if they were ten years older or younger, no one was not shrouded in the shadow of Cloverd.

Who among those who can be called a big boss in the military today has not sighed that if they had been born 20 years later, they would have missed the era of Cloveford.

In fact, when they were young or even younger, Melhos and the others were all good friends of Cloveford. They even helped him in many fights because of his weird personality and his poor ability to speak.

But eventually we gradually drifted apart...

Being suppressed when they are young and frivolous, it is no exaggeration to say that the pain of being born at the wrong time will last throughout their lives.

When I’m extreme, I even think, it would be great if there is no such person as Cloveford in this world!

Finally, Cloverd, who had lost all his money, came down from upstairs holding the sleeping Jiaojiao in his arms and carrying a bag full of gifts.

When Luo Andeli took Jiaojiao from his arms, his expression was almost solemn, and Hillian Bull on the side couldn't help but raise his hands to cover his face. His younger brother has been like this since he was a teenager, with a casual, uninhibited and arrogant personality. Whenever he encountered anything related to Cloveford, he would immediately shut down.

After Cloveford left, Luo Andeli returned to normal. He put the sleeping Jiaojiao on the bed, drew the curtains to block out the sunlight, and then opened the cloth bag that looked a little heavy and contained something unknown, and took a look.

Luo Andeli closed the cloth bag in disbelief, counted to three numbers silently, and then opened it again to take a look: "......"

He and Hillian Bull turned their heads almost synchronously to look at Jiaojiao who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

"I have a reasonable suspicion that he went to rob Cloveford." Hillian Bull pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose. As the same age as Cloveford, he knew this youngest marshal more or less.

Don't be fooled by his intimidating appearance. In fact, anyone who knows him a little knows that he is unimaginably slow in some aspects.

My idol was robbed by my own kid?!

Luo Andeli refused to believe this speculation. He preferred to believe that Jiaojiao got it by being cute.

It was already afternoon when Yin Zheng came back. The reason why he came back so late was that something happened with the competition organizers and the preliminary competition was moved to the afternoon.

When he came back, Jiaojiao was sitting on the carpet, placing the gifts she had received today on the ground one by one.

"Dad." Jiaojiao, who noticed her father coming back, looked up at her father standing behind her, but fell backwards because of her unstable center of gravity.

Yin Zheng reacted quickly and stretched out his foot to support the back of his head. Jiaojiao, who was lying on the ground, looked at her father from this angle and laughed happily.

There were scattered lights flickering in those smiling eyes, full of joy and happiness for seeing her father.

After laughing for a while, Jiaojiao struggled to get up from the ground, picked up the most beautiful fiery red seventh-level alien core and handed it to Yin Zheng: "Dad, here."

Yin Zheng squatted down and looked at the alien core in his arms, then looked at his bright eyes, and inexplicably recalled the scene when he saw Jiaojiao for the second time in the chaos zone.

On the dim street due to the rain, a dirty child with bright eyes carefully took out his only steamed bun, which had teeth marks and was a little wet, from his pocket and handed it to him.

At that time, he squatted down and looked directly into the child's eyes that showed no fear and his skinny face. He raised his hand and took the steamed bun that was only as big as his thumb from the child's hand, put it into his mouth, chewed it twice and swallowed it.

Jiaojiao, watching him eat his only steamed bun, curled her eyes, sniffed the hand holding the bun, smacked her lips greedily, and then stood up.

This time, Yin Zheng stretched out his index finger and poked Jiaojiao's white, tender and soft face. Instead of taking the alien core, he reached out and hugged Jiaojiao into his arms and hid her in his arms.

He was like a dragon who had realized that his treasure was a little too popular. He frowned slightly in distress, as if he was afraid that someone would steal his treasure while he was away.

This is a slow wear article that can't find a slow wear label and can only be labeled fast wear~

I also want to write fast, but my ability does not allow it~

It will improve slowly