Chapter 4
"Marshal, we haven't found a suitable treatment for your injury yet, but please don't panic. In a year at most, we will be able to find a way to cure it." In the highest conference room of the administrative building, Song Yizhu sat at the top seat with a stern face. Below him was a group of interstellar military doctors with several examination reports in front of them, but none of them looked happy.
"I understand." Song Yizhu's voice was light, as if he didn't take the matter to heart.
"Marshal, please take this matter seriously. Due to your illness, we cannot announce your appointment to the post publicly. You will be thirty years old at the end of this year, and high-quality interstellar genes are scarce. If you are unable to marry by the age of thirty, your position will be suspended."
Hearing this, Song Yizhu's face became noticeably worse. Just because she had a loss of sense of smell, her position could not be announced. Now she was facing suspension for not being married. The interstellar military was really outrageous.
But there was nothing that could be done about it. If she, an SSS-level Alpha, failed to get married before the age of thirty, she would face forced pairing in the gene pool, and she could not continue her position until new offspring appeared.
High-quality genes are scarce in the Blue Star, so there is a rule that those who are not married by the age of 30 must enter the gene bank for matching. If high-quality genes cannot be guaranteed to give birth to new offspring, the development of the Blue Star will be even more precarious.
"Marshal, you can try to get in touch with some high-quality Omegas. Perhaps the Omegas' pheromones can repair your sense of smell to some extent."
"Please find your ideal Omega as soon as possible, marry her, and give birth to new offspring. The interstellar legacy still needs your genes."
The people under her were all admonishing her, which made her even more depressed. She might as well train more with this time. Even if she didn't train, it would be more interesting to tease others.
Seeing that Song Yizhu, who was sitting in the first seat, looked increasingly worse, everyone fell silent, looking at each other, not daring to say anything more.
"I understand. Let's adjourn the meeting." After a few seconds of silence, Song Yizhu didn't want to continue the stalemate with them, so he left after saying this.
"Marshal, I have arranged Miss Xu to stay next to your residence. She is in the room now." After finally coming out of the administrative building, the news from Deputy General Han Lin was transmitted to her holographic bracelet again, making her frown.
Did she ask that person to be placed next to her residence?
Soon she stopped worrying about this issue. It was not something she would worry about.
"Good afternoon, Marshal." Xu Zhiyan thought he would not meet her again today, but he did not expect to see Song Yizhu sitting on a chair in the public balcony of the room.
"Good afternoon." Song Yizhu was not surprised to see her and just greeted her lightly.
"You look like you're worried about something. What's wrong?" Although Song Yizhu still had a cold and expressionless look, Xu Zhiyan could tell that something was wrong with her mood. Even the faint peach wood pheromones had faded a little.
"It's okay. Have you had lunch?" Song Yizhu glanced at her, met her deep eyes, and quickly looked away.
"No." Xu Zhiyan scratched her hands helplessly. She was in such a hurry to go out that she didn't even wear the holographic bracelet. She really looked penniless.
"Every morning at 7:00, 12:00, and 18:00, there will be nutrient solution placed in the lunch box at the door." After saying this, Song Yizhu turned around and went back to the room without even looking at her reaction, closing the floor-to-ceiling door to the balcony.
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