Chapter 056

What the old butler and Rocard talked about in secret was unknown to Wu Zimo, the real boss, and even the powerful marshal didn't know. This shows that these two people are very good at keeping secrets.

Most researchers, especially technical geeks like Wu Zimo, are so focused on their work that they may not even be able to react when they are hungry, let alone thinking about three meals a day.

The Marshal did not invite Wu Zimo to have lunch at noon, and other strangers would not disturb Wu Zimo.

Luo Ye was the only one who remembered to ask Wu Zimo whether he had taken good care of himself. Now he was like a mad scientist, holding seasonings in his left hand and various strange ingredients in his right hand.

As for the food that came out of his various experiments - it all depended on luck, there were good and bad results. The only one who deserves sympathy is Rocard, who was forced to be a test subject.

Because no one reminded Wu Zimo, the Marshal didn't wait until the evening when he finished his work. He looked at the time and it was already very late. He wondered if looking for Wu Zimo at this time would disturb his rest.

But in the end, Scott couldn't help but ask the main control system how Wu Zimo was doing today.

The Marshal said that he was not investigating Wu Zimo's daily schedule like a pervert, he was just concerned about his subordinates! Especially since Wu Zimo had just joined the Condemnation Legion, he was new to everything and unfamiliar with it!

"Master, how is Wu Zimo doing today?"

The main control system will certainly not monitor Wu Zimo's situation in his private laboratory. It will only investigate if ordered by someone with the highest authority in the headquarters, such as Marshal Scott. However, as long as Wu Zimo leaves the laboratory and does not enter his room or private places such as the toilet.

Anyone active in the public areas of the Condemnation Corps headquarters will be monitored by the master computer.

The main controller received the marshal's inquiry and immediately replied in a mechanical and plain voice: "Number: 100001008611, name: Wu Zimo. Left the room at 7:30 in the morning, entered the Z area 013 research room at 7:43, and has not left until now."

"What? He hasn't left his laboratory yet?"

Everything was fine before, but when Scott heard that Wu Zimo had not left the laboratory at this time, he frowned slightly. At the same time, he learned another more important information from the controller's words.

"He didn't leave the laboratory today?"

"No."

"What about lunch and dinner? Is there anyone delivering them?"

"After checking, no."

If technicians doing research in the laboratory do not want to waste time going to the restaurant to eat, they can directly ask the restaurant to deliver the food to the laboratory. However, Scott learned from the main control computer that Wu Zimo not only did not go out to eat, but also did not ask the restaurant to deliver the food.

His sword-like brows furrowed even deeper. It was totally wrong that he didn't know how to take care of himself!

Scott stood up without thinking and walked quickly towards Wu Zimo's laboratory. Fortunately, although Wu Zimo's laboratory is in Area Z, it is very close to the command room where he works. Because the architectural structure of the Condemnation Legion headquarters is circular, Scott chose the research room closest to the command room as the one he prepared for Wu Zimo.

Ten minutes later, Scott stood in front of the door of Wu Zimo's laboratory. Looking at the closed door, I raised my hand and knocked, but after waiting for a long time, no one opened the door. The Marshal's brows were almost wrinkled into the Mariana Trench.

No one in the lab reacted at all. Scott was worried that Wu Zimo, who had only eaten breakfast, would faint in the lab due to hunger. Don’t blame the Marshal for having such a wild imagination, because Wu Zimo’s image as a foodie is so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Finally, Scott had to use the highest authority to let the main control system open the door of the laboratory.

As soon as the door opened, Scott strode in impatiently.

The laboratory was not big, and Scott soon saw Wu Zimo standing in front of an instrument with a serious and tense expression. The white light of the screen was reflected on his face, and his eyes were fixed on the screen in front of him without blinking, as he was working.

When Scott walked in, he could clearly hear the continuous sound of typing.

Scott, who was originally worried that something unexpected might happen to Wu Zimo, stopped when he saw the serious expression on Wu Zimo's young face. He stood aside quietly with deep eyes, looking at Wu Zimo who was immersed in his own world without even noticing it.

Wu Zimo finally finished typing the last piece of code, and a satisfied smile finally appeared on his serious face. He twisted his neck, stretched himself, grinned, raised his index finger, poked hard on the 3D keyboard, and spoke at the same time.

"OK, test!"

Just as the system was testing the program code, Wu Zimo looked up and found Scott standing in front of him without him noticing.

It is really scary to see such a tall figure suddenly appear in a laboratory where it is impossible for anyone else to enter!

So Wu Zimo was frightened and staggered, but the chair under his butt was too high, and he had no support to move, so he could only fall backwards.

"careful."

Scott, who had been watching Wu Zimo work quietly since entering the laboratory, saw Wu Zimo finally stop. Before he could speak, the protagonist of his sight suddenly fell backwards.

This sudden accident made the marshal, who was usually calm even when faced with a catastrophe, feel his heart tighten with fear.

How fast is the strongest sentinel? Wu Zimo, who has experienced it personally, can tell you clearly that it is really damn fast!

Wu Zimo just felt the chair loosen and was about to fall backwards. Before Scott finished saying the word "be careful", Wu Zimo could feel the Marshal's cool breath and hot body temperature from behind him. As for the last word "heart", it rang in Wu Zimo's ears.

With the Marshal as his guardian, Wu Zimo would certainly not fall, but the current situation was a bit embarrassing.

Although Wu Zimo was sitting on a chair, his entire back, neck, back of the head, etc. were all leaning on Scott's chest.

Scott's left hand tightly hugged Wu Zimo's arms and waist, while his right hand was resting on the instrument in front of Wu Zimo. Due to inertia, the long silver hair that matched the Marshal's eyes fell on Wu Zimo's face, making him feel a little itchy. He instinctively reached out to grab the soft long hair that was messing with his face.

After Wu Zimo grabbed the long hair in his hand and exerted a little force, he came to his senses and realized what he was holding in his hand.

I wipe it! What on earth just happened? ! How come he and his idol suddenly had this pink bubble scene like in a romance novel!

Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for Wu Zimo to see clearly what the current situation between him and his idol is, but thanks to the instrument in front, the surface of the superalloy is so smooth and shiny that it can clearly reflect the current appearance of him and Scott.

After Wu Zimo came to his senses, his whole body froze and he dared not move.

Because he felt that if he just twisted his neck slightly, his forehead would definitely hit the male god's firm chin.

However, even if Wu Zimo didn't dare to move and cause Scott to misunderstanding, the strong heartbeat coming from behind him and the masculine hormone scent were hard to ignore. Wu Zimo looked stiff on the outside, but he was so mad on the inside that he was about to cry.

Not to mention that Ares in the spiritual world also suddenly started making trouble at this time.

( ° △°|||)Master! Run! It will be eaten!

(┳＿┳)Ares doesn't want to be eaten by the big black cat!

“…”

Eat some wool! If possible, Wu Zimo really wanted to let Ares, this cute kid, know in the spiritual world that Caesar's black panther would never eat him! Caesar is not that heavy!

The battle between quantum beasts will only destroy each other and will never eat each other. It is so brutal...

"Ahem, thank you..."

Wu Zimo felt very tired at this time and could only block out Ares who was rolling around and crying in his spiritual world. Seeing that Scott seemed to have stopped as well, he had no choice but to speak first in a dry voice to break the weird atmosphere between the two of them.

When Scott reached out and hugged Wu Zimo, who was about to fall, the strange feeling that he could not control appeared again. His particularly powerful five senses allowed him to feel very clearly that Wu Zimo's entire presence was constantly stimulating his five senses.

Especially the strange fragrance coming from the tip of his nose made Scott have a sinister urge to tear the person in his arms apart and eat him, or to hold him tightly in his arms so that he had nowhere to hide.

This intense sensory perception almost made Scott unable to control his behavior for a moment. Fortunately, Caesar in the spiritual world noticed that there was something wrong with his master's mental power. He stood up and roared at the sky, revealing his kingly dominance.

With Caesar's help, Scott was able to suppress the intense feeling, regain control of himself, and not do anything he would regret.

Just when Scott regained his senses, he heard Wu Zimo's dry thanks. He looked up and saw their current appearance through the reflection of the instrument in front of him. Scott didn't know why, but he felt like laughing.

This is the first time in decades that I have felt the urge to laugh. However, the Marshal did not laugh in the end because he noticed Wu Zimo's embarrassment.

Scott followed Wu Zimo's instructions and helped him stand steady before releasing his hands that were tightly around his waist. He took a step back and made room for Wu Zimo to stand up.

He really didn’t know what to say about the embarrassing situation just now, so Wu Zimo finally decided to adopt a policy of ignoring it.

After feeling that he had sat firmly, Wu Zimo stood up and touched his nose. Then he remembered that this was his private laboratory. Colonel Mi had said that outsiders could not come in without his permission. How did Scott get in?

However, considering that Scott is the highest person in charge of the Condemnation Legion headquarters and has the highest authority, it is not surprising. There may also be some confidentiality issues involved. Wu Zimo is not a tactless person and did not ask Scott how he got in.

"Scott, do you have something important to talk to me about?" He didn't ask how the male god got in, but since the other party had used his authority, he must have something important to talk to him about.

As Wu Zimo said this, he turned on his computer to see if Scott had sent him an email before, but he missed it because he was too absorbed in writing code. This forced Marshal Scott to use his authority to open his laboratory and look for him.

However, when Wu Zimo turned on the computer, he did not find any emails. But he didn't think too much about it. Since there was no email, he just let it go. He put away his laptop, looked up at Scott, and waited patiently to hear if there was anything important.

However, when Wu Zimo turned on the computer, the Marshal opposite him suddenly stiffened.

Chapter 057

"Scott?" Wu Zimo was so perceptive that he could see the stiffness in the Marshal's expressionless face.

"..." However, the Marshal, remembering what stupid thing he had done, remained silent.

Because when he saw Wu Zimo looking at the optical brain, he remembered that he could actually use the optical brain to contact Wu Zimo...

Before, Wu Zimo was on the interstellar battleship and because of confidentiality reasons, the students of the First Military Academy were not allowed to use optical computer communications. But now Wu Zimo has joined the Condemnation Legion and has internal communication privileges, so unless it is some confidential signal-blocking area, he can use the optical computer to communicate.

It's no wonder that the Marshal was so impulsive and did such a stupid thing. He was so concerned that he forgot about the optical computer, an essential communication tool in the interstellar age. He came here in person and did not get permission outside the door because he was too worried. He directly used the highest authority to break through the door.

Fortunately, Wu Zimo didn't know what her male god had done, otherwise she would definitely complain that her male god's personality had changed from a super strong man to a domineering president type.

Scott didn't want to say it, but when he met Wu Zimo's questioning eyes, the Marshal felt helpless for the first time. However, the God of Luck has always been on the side of the Marshal. After being ignored by its owner for a day, the belly finally stopped acting like a quiet handsome man and announced its existence in a very high-profile manner.

Gurgle gurgle gurgle…

The sound of the drums was so clear that both Wu Zimo and Scott subconsciously turned their eyes to the place where the sound came from.

"..." This time it was finally Wu Zimo's turn to remain silent. No, it should be said that Master MO is already scratching the wall and overturning the table in his heart!

Brother, you didn’t call me earlier or later, but you called me in front of your idol. What is this? ! This isn't the right way to show your presence in front of your idol, dear!

"Ahem, that..."

However, before Wu Zimo could explain anything, he was interrupted by Scott.

"You didn't have lunch or dinner today." Scott said in a very affirmative tone instead of questioning.

"…"Speaking of my idol, how do you know he didn't eat lunch or dinner? !

After being blocked by Scott, Wu Zimo could only swallow his words no matter how many explanations he prepared. Especially when his stomach started to rumble again, Wu Zimo wanted to dig a hole and bury himself.

"The restaurant is closed at this time. Come to my room and I'll cook for you."

Scott glanced at the place where the presence was constantly flashing, and the urge to laugh emerged in his heart again. Fortunately, the Marshal's facial paralysis skills were practiced to perfection, so he did not fail.

And he knew that if he really laughed in front of Wu Zimo, Wu Zimo would definitely get angry and show his anger to him, which would make it difficult to carry out the next feeding activity.

"Ah." Wu Zimo couldn't see Scott's happy mood, but when he heard him say that he wanted to prepare a meal for him, he really scared this fan.

right! It's not a surprise, it's a shock!

"Scott, you can cook?!"

My male god, your character is wrong! Shouldn't you be so cool, domineering and powerful that you have no friends? How did he transform into a homely and warm-hearted guy in just one second?

Scott's eyes suddenly fixed when Wu Zimo doubted him like this, which made Wu Zimo, who was about to say something, shut up immediately. He told Scott awkwardly that he was very much looking forward to seeing his idol's cooking skills. It turned out that fans had no stance towards their idols and would change their minds at any time.

After being glared at by the Marshal, Wu Zimo nodded immediately. That’s right, this is his male idol. The idea of ​​a warm and sweet guy is just his illusion!

Wu Zimo had never been to Scott's room at the Condemnation Corps headquarters. They met in his office yesterday. And when sitting on the sofa chair in the male god's room, Wu Zimo sighed: "Scott, it turns out that our rooms are so close."

Of course close! After pouring a cup of tea for Wu Zimo and walking towards the kitchen, the Marshal concealed the meaningful look in his eyes, and processed the ingredients on the sink very elegantly and neatly, while asking Wu Zimo if there was anything he didn't like to eat.

For foodies, there is nothing they dare not eat unless the food tastes really weird. You know, Wu Zimo, a time traveler from the Foodie Empire, even paid attention to those disgusting dimensional Zergs at the beginning!

After hearing Wu Zimo's words, Scott also remembered his performance on the planet XT781.

To be honest, seeing this young man drooling at those disgusting hairy spiders really tests one's values. Fortunately, the Marshal was determined enough and was not scared by Wu Zimo's heavy taste.

Scott prepared the meal, and Wu Zimo did not just sit there and wait for the food. It was a rare opportunity for him to improve his favorability in front of his male god, so he very considerately helped Scott serve the food.

Looking at the delicious dishes on the table, Wu Zimo no longer has time to think about warm men or anything like that. His appetite had been aroused, and if the man sitting opposite him was not his idol, Wu Zimo would have taken action immediately.

A late midnight snack made Wu Zimo, a foodie who had been hungry all day, very satisfied.

Not only the stomach is filled, but also the mouth and nose are satisfied! Especially since Caesar, who liked to tease him, didn't show up this time, Wu Zimo didn't have to think too much and just had to focus on the delicious food in front of him.

After the meal, the plates were cleaned by a machine without Scott having to do anything. Scott wanted to personally send Wu Zimo back to the room, but Wu Zimo declined. Scott didn't say anything else, but just stood at the door and watched Wu Zimo's figure disappear around the corner before turning back to the room.

Normally he was the only one in his room, but he never felt lonely. However, Wu Zimo had just left, and Scott actually felt a little uncomfortable facing the cold room.

The strange feeling now, coupled with the mental mania that was almost triggered just now, made Scott's eyes become more and more serious as he sat on the sofa.

Today was the third time Scott had suffered a manic episode in the decades since he awakened as a Sentinel. But it didn't feel like it, so Scott didn't notify the family doctor to come and check.

The Sentinel's mania is so terrible that even three-year-old children in the interstellar world know about it, so you can imagine how serious it is. In particular, the more powerful the Sentinels are, the greater the impact of their mania exploding.

Once during a battle with the dimensional Zerg, a high-ranking Sentinel suddenly developed mania for unknown reasons, but his guide failed to guide him in time, resulting in the high-ranking Sentinel exploding on the battlefield.

The power of the explosion not only affected his own side, but also directly destroyed a swarm of Zerg consisting of medium-dimensional Zergs on the battlefield. There were at least tens of thousands of medium-dimensional Zergs, which were directly buried with the explosion of this high-level Sentinel.

Our side was only slightly affected because we discovered the incident in time and retreated.

So in Interstellar, everyone knows that the more powerful the Sentinel is, the more powerful the explosion caused by mania will be.

As Scott was lost in thought, Caesar from the spiritual world appeared. Scott rubbed Caesar's chin. Caesar squinted his eyes comfortably and made a gurgling sound in his throat.

"Thank goodness you were here just now."

“Oh.”

Caesar rubbed Scott. His master was in trouble, and as a quantum beast, of course he had to help his master.

Seeing Caesar, who rarely acted like a spoiled child to him, Scott finally showed a hint of a smile on his face, “I’ve noticed that your personality has changed a lot since you came into contact with Wu Zimo.”

Not only has it changed a lot, it's turned 180 degrees. It can actually act cute, play tricks, and even pretend to be pitiful. If there wasn't a mental connection between the owner and the quantum beast, Scott would have suspected that his own quantum beast had been replaced by someone.

A majestic black panther was replaced by a big cute black cat.

"Ouch." Being teased by his master, Caesar shook his neck and gently hit Scott's calf with his tail.

"Isn't what I said true?" The smile in Scott's eyes deepened. It was also the first time that he talked to his own quantum beast so easily and casually.

Caesar, the big black panther, was teased by his owner and turned his head away proudly, as if to say, "I don't want to talk to you."

Scott smiled and patted Caesar on the back, suppressing the smile on his face. Thinking of his own problem in the laboratory just now, an indescribable emotion flashed across his eyes.

"Although what happened just now was very much like a manic episode, if it really was, it would not be so easy to suppress it."

"Ah." Caesar, a quantum beast, knew better than Scott that the strange restlessness just now was definitely not an attack of mania. But Caesar couldn't figure out what it was for a moment.

Scott didn't think he could get any definite information from Caesar, so he continued to talk to himself: "Whether it's that strange impulse or the reaction that's very similar to mania, it's all related to Wu Zimo."

"Who on earth is he?"

Scott's questioning voice echoed in the cold and empty room. Caesar looked up at his master in deep thought, then lay down again, closed his eyes and dozed off.