No! How Could the Empire's Great Demon King Be a Love-Struck Fool?

The Empire's First Fleet is defeated, and the calm, beautiful, undefeated First Commander Shen Que is severely injured, becoming a frail invalid.

Even more shocking news arrives:

Th...

Chapter 44 Encounter

The surface of the First Oasis building is covered with a special nanomaterial that can automatically regulate the temperature and humidity inside.

Maintain comfort in any environment.

But Shen was standing among a group of glamorous ladies.

——I felt sweaty.

Inside the honeycomb-like shop, every grid is filled with light screens of various sizes.

Service robots swarm around the beautifully dressed guests like bees, helping them try on a variety of jewelry.

"Honey, I want this gem pendant~"

"Baby, red doesn't suit you. I think blue looks better."

"Really? But I prefer red... Do you remember the pigeon-blood red that the young lord's wife wore at the lord's banquet? It's the most popular color in the First Oasis now!"

Shen Que paused, quickly put on the hood of his cloak, turned around and left the fitting room.

Social phobia committed.

This place is simply a hell.

A service robot flew in front of him.

【Dear, is there anything I can help you with? 】

Shen Que leaned into the corner.

"I want to order a necklace."

[Does it come with its own raw ore? ]

"right."

【Would you like it to be machine-made or hand-made? 】

“Artificial.”

[We have master craftsmen, special craftsmen, senior craftsmen, and assistant craftsmen. Which level would you like to choose? ]

Shen Que patiently replied, "Please help me choose the best one."

[A master craftsman has been selected for you. Please check here for your reference.]

[You can slide the screen to select the style you like. Our store has the most popular styles in First Oasis! ]

The light curtain opened instantly, and a familiar figure appeared in the center of the star-studded special effects.

Shen Que stood there in a daze.

The person who appeared on the screen was him!

It was a photo taken before the banquet, when he had not yet changed into his military uniform.

In the photo, he was not looking at the camera, but tilting his head slightly to look to the left, revealing the tip of his chin.

He was looking at Pei Ji.

I don't know what equipment these people used, but they captured three-quarters of his face with incredible clarity, even the tiny hairs in the scattered sunlight could be seen clearly.

His eyebrow pendant, necklace, and every accessory on his clothes have a clickable logo that can be enlarged, and there is a detailed introduction text next to the logo.

The description under the photo reads:

[The most popular style for the young lord's wife, with a popularity of 999+ and 100% positive reviews!!]

Sweating all over.

Shen Que was sweating profusely again.

He numbly closed the light curtain, pulled his hood, and waited anxiously.

Fortunately, the service robot didn't keep him waiting too long. After a short pause, its voice rang out again.

【Master craftsmen are queuing up. 】

"Young Master Duo?"

[People, estimated waiting time: 785 days, 12 hours, 37 minutes.]

Shen Que: “…”

Next one.

Two hours later.

Shen Que looked tiredly at the "estimated waiting time 306 days" displayed on the robot screen and rubbed his sore temples.

It's already the fastest one.

306 days.

...Pei Ji is on annual leave.

Shen Que didn't understand where the Baisha people's enthusiasm for jewelry came from. Maybe it was similar to the students of the School of Life Sciences' enthusiasm for the Sea of ​​Life.

He suddenly realized that he didn't have any special or passionate hobbies.

Entering the command system and the fleet were all natural processes, without much personal will involved.

The screen displayed a whole row of pigeon-blood red clothes recommended to him, the same style as the young lord's wife.

Shen Que sighed silently and walked out of the fitting room.

There are many display cabinets in the hall, like scattered dead trees, reflected on the floor as clean as water.

He walked to a display case, picked up the skylark stone ring inside, and checked it out of habit.

The quality is excellent, but the purity is not enough.

It should be A grade.

He couldn't tell whether it was an A+ or an A-.

The face of a beautiful deputy minister flashed through my mind.

Shen Que couldn't help but have an idea.

If there is someone who can really distinguish the fine grades of ore with his eyesight, then he is definitely a genius among thousands.

Most of the gems in this store are B or A grade, with occasional S grade. Including the craftsmanship fee, it costs millions of star coins.

His eyes caught a skylark stone of higher purity, and Shen Que walked forward and was about to pick it up.

The other hand grabbed it faster than Shen Que.

The outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

Shen Que took a look.

He was a bronze-skinned man with sharp, narrow eyes and amber pupils.

The man raised the corner of his mouth and turned the gem over to take a look.

"S-grade Skylark Stone, you have a good eye."

He put the stone back in its place and made a "please" gesture to Chen Que.

Shen Que followed suit and picked up the stone.

It is indeed S-class.

"Are you an appraiser?" he asked politely.

"I'm not." The man looked at Chen Que with amusement, as if he was very curious about the face under the cloak. "I'm just an interstellar businessman. I've seen a lot, so I naturally understand a little bit. What about you?"

Interstellar businessman?

Shen Que put down the stone and calmly glanced at the faint muscle lines visible under the man's thin shirt.

"Ore appraiser."

"Oh?" the man laughed. "I've actually shown off to an expert. It's over, it's over. Was I wrong just now?"

"That's right." Shen Que said, "You have a good eye."

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