Chapter 127 Are you supporting characters sick?
Adjutant Jack was quick-witted and quick-handed! He stretched out his hands, grabbed two wasp pups on the left and right, and prevented a bloody incident!
Luo Lai and Luo Li struggled in Jack's hands, but their mental state was extremely stable! All they could say was "Uncle! Uncle!"
"Let them go, ah...Jack, grab them by the back of the neck." Shi Cunjin said with a bit of headache.
Jack nodded, his hands just enough to control the rambling cub.
Luo Lai and Luo Li hugged their uncle whom they hadn't seen for a day and a night relatively gently!
"Hiss." Shi Cunjin took a light breath.
The twins' language ability, which they had developed with great difficulty in Black Shield, degenerated again. They held Shi Cunjin's hands tightly, sobbing sounds coming from their throats. Their two pairs of green eyes were like jasper soaked in water, so crisp and watery that Shi Cunjin felt a headache and a softened heart from their crying.
"I'm here, I'm here." Shi Cunjin replied.
A month later, Luo Lai and Luo Li turned back into their uncle's cart wheels, following one step at a time, growing on Shi Cunjin's thighs and hands.
Fortunately, Shi Cunjin has passed the adulthood week and his height has increased to 183cm, so he can withstand their rubbing.
"Where are Amy and the others?" Shi Cunjin asked the twins in a coaxing manner.
Luo Lai: “Chirp, chirp, chirp.”
Raleigh: “Coo-coo-coo.”
Shi Cunjin held their hands tightly, without showing any abnormality or impatience, and said gently: "Okay, uncle understands."
Jack looked at me in surprise: Do you understand?
Shi Cunjin glanced at Jack.
The adjutant immediately understood.
"I'll take care of it, please... cough. I'll take care of it, you stand here and wait for me." Adjutant Jack adjusted his tone, got into the state, and went to find the person in charge of the ninth medical area.
The Ninth Medical Area was a bit chaotic, with doctors and nurses walking hurriedly and the air was hazy.
Shi Cunjin dragged two small wheels to the sentry post at the gate. Hastily wrapped hornets passed by them one after another, and more injured hornets were carried in.
"The Hornet is still short of supplies. There are many places in the Ninth Medical District that don't have network signals. But don't worry, teacher!"
The system whispered in Shi Cunjin's ear: "I saw photos of E. coli in the rover's rescue records before. They should have been assigned to help transport supplies after they recovered!"
Shi Cunjin nodded without saying anything.
Twenty minutes later, Lieutenant Jack returned, accompanied by the bowing wasp manager.
The four children followed the adult worm.
Amy walked in front, looking reserved and a little afraid.
The 16-year-old Derby followed closely behind, his face tense.
12-year-old Rumi held 3-year-old Luka in his arms. Luka buried his face in his brother's shoulder, not daring to look up.
Shi Cunjin never had any warm expectations for the education of the Zerg. When he spotted the figure of his adjutant Jack, he looked back and shouted for the first time: "Amy! Derby! Rumi! Luka! I'm here!"
This sound is the sword that breaks fear.
When Shi Cunjin shouted the first time, Amy and her group reflexively looked up in the direction of the sound.
As soon as the four children saw the young master standing at the entrance of the medical area, the fear of the unknown that they were chosen immediately dissipated.
They stumbled towards the young master, completely forgetting that there was a terrifying higher species behind them.
Adjutant Jack's expression changed slightly, and he followed closely.
Damn it! Don’t you guys kill Mr. Fate! ! ! ! !
The four young insect cubs were nearly scared away by the horror of being rear-ended by the higher species.
"The war is over, the Wasps have won, it's all over." Shi Cunjin hugged them one by one.
Then he introduced the adjutant Jack to Amy and her group: "This is my brother's comrade-in-arms."
Amy and her group huddled behind Shi Cunjin cautiously, greeting him with their heads lowered.
Adjutant Jack maintained his persona and hummed casually.
The medical area manager nearby asked, "Dear Captain, do you have any other arrangements?"
Jack turned to Shi Cunjin and said, "Is there anything else you need to deal with? The sooner you say it, the sooner you can get going. Hurry up."
"How do you deal with the wasps you collect?" Shi Cunjin asked the person in charge of insects in the medical area, "Do you take photos and record their faces for identification, or do you keep a paper record?"
The person in charge of the medical area was stunned and tried to be friendly: "Neither, the compatriots who were collected have been cremated in a centralized manner."
"If you have a brother who died on the battlefield, after cremation, the logistics department will carbonize the ashes. If a bug claims him, we can make a plaque, engrave his name on it and return it to you."
The responsible worm said calmly: "These are all our compatriots. Our bones and blood are the same, our ashes are intertwined, we were born from the same blood, and after death, every inch of our ashes are our brothers. Do you need to engrave your names to claim them?"
"need."
"What's it called?" asked the responsible insect.
"His name is Bill." Shi Cunjin said, "carve seven pieces."
Amy quietly reached out and grabbed the hem of the young master's coat, and wiped her eyes hard twice with the back of her hand.
Half an hour later, they got on the bus and headed to the customs hall in the Third Military District.
The atmosphere in the car was depressing.
Shi Cunjin introduced Jack to Amy and her group again: "This is my brother's comrade-in-arms. He is here to help us with immigration procedures. You can call him Mr. Jack."
Mr. Jack: “Hello, everyone.”
None of the children looked up. They sat obediently in the back seat of the jeep, their shoulders tensed, and only uttered "hmm, hmm" sounds in response.
Shi Cunjin never lacks solutions to problems.
He sat down next to Amy with some effort, and Luo Lai and Luo Li came close to him.
Shi Cunjin took out a few new intelligent computer rings from his travel backpack. They were new goods in the Rover's spare warehouse.
He motioned Amy to pass them one by one, "Click on it and verify your DNA code."
Amy took action without asking, and the other three children followed suit immediately.
After the fingerprints and pupil patterns were identified, the young master watched them operate and said gently: "We are going to migrate to a high-level habitable planet."
Amy, Debi, and Rumi immediately looked up, their faces twisted with blankness and surprise. Three-year-old Luka didn't understand what was going on, so he held the bracelet tightly and greeted the turning point of his insect life in a daze.
Shi Cunjin said: "It is a planet with a small insect population but abundant resources."
He looked at these frightened and confused children, locked eyes with them, and spoke clearly, "The Wasp Legion has won, a great victory. They have seized the rich star regions and opened up the high-level habitable star regions for entry to all suffering citizens equally."
"The planet we are going to next has the best food, clothing, housing, transportation, higher education institutions, and the best educational resources and medical conditions in the world."
"Your wristbands contain approved entry applications, registration applications, and approved check-in applications."
"Now you can feel lost and sad as much as you want, but don't be afraid, you already hold your future in your hands."
The tears that Amy had been holding back for a long time suddenly burst out. She held the bracelet in one hand and the new nameplate with the other. The future and the past built a bridge in her body, turning into a brand new road.
"…Thank you," Amy said, they said.
Adjutant Jack glanced in the rearview mirror, and some arrogance and contempt that was not completely cleared away emerged. Then his eyes swept across Mr. Fate's silver hair, and his eyes suddenly became blank, and he silently moved his gaze back to the front.
He felt half contemptuous and half weird in his heart: ... the real version of Fate Wynn? Really? Doing this? Artistic sickness...
"Mr. Jack, how long will it take?" A question suddenly came from the back seat.
"We still have two hours to arrive. You should get some sleep." Mr. Jack straightened his shoulders and focused his mind: drive, drive.
Adjutant Jack's identity was very useful. The customs officers of the Third Army did not conduct too many checks on Shi Cunjin and his group. They let them pass after seeing the approval stamp on their application documents.
Three hours later, Shi Cunjin and his group boarded the passenger starship leaving Planet 56.
This time it was still the familiar first class cabin.
Shi Cunjin first accompanied Luo Lai and Luo Li to wash and take care of hygiene, watched them eat a full meal, checked their temperature to make sure they didn't have a fever, sat by their bed for a while, and made sure their breathing had slowed down before getting up and returning to his rest area.
"Our destination is quite far away. This time, the starship will pass through four transfer points before reaching the depths of the Far East." The system explained quietly in Teacher Shi's ear: "Nowadays, there are very few starships with so many transfers in the four major regions, so the first time we cross the black hole, the starship will take a little longer to warm up the engine. We will probably have another 40 minutes before we actually enter the black hole channel."
"After entering the black hole channel, it will take 5 hours to reach the first transfer station. The network will be completely disconnected within 5 hours. Do you have any work for me to publish on time?" the system asked.
Shi Cunjin thought for a moment and shook his head: "There is nothing that needs to be dealt with on time now. 40 minutes is enough."
After all, when Shi Cunjin logged into Fit's account, countless messages suddenly popped up like an explosion.
This virtual anchor account, which is estimated to be worth over 10 billion yuan on StarNet, seems to be blooming in the bushes in late autumn, with a cluster of ripe red berries here and there. The red dots for messages to every contact account are 99+, and the private messages are full.
Shi Cunjin was dazzled by the red dots for a moment.
As Fit's account goes online, some users who have set up special levels will receive message prompts. The private messages in the background are once again like a tsunami, with prompts popping up non-stop!
Shi Cunjin turned off all the notifications, and most of his acquaintances were online.
He glanced at the greeting letter from a recent partner, replied briefly, then remembered something and slid his finger down on the smartphone screen. He soon found the [Pagan] account among all the pinned accounts on the first page.
That's Fran Janning.
[Pagan] is also shown as online, with a red message dot.
Shi Cunjin didn't click to read it. He reached out and pressed the account, dragged it, and unpinned it.
[Pagan] was instantly overwhelmed by other accounts that kept posting messages, and sank, disappearing among the countless berries.
Suddenly, one of the pinned accounts on the first page of the message list seemed to have a bug, and the red dot was shaking wildly at a rate of 20 messages per second!
"How come this bug's hands are so fast! It must be making a script to harass you!!" said the system.
"That's just his personality." Shi Cunjin opened the chat account of Red Heart 2.0.
Red Heart 2.0: [Open the door, open the door! Open the door, open the door! ! ! ] x999+
Shi Cunjin: ...
How come this message suddenly has a voice!
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@Fate: [Hello, Gwen.]
Red Heart 2.0: [Aha! You are finally online! ]
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The Arctic Star Region, a high-tech military star.
"Excuse me for a moment." Grid smiled and shook his wrist computer to the military factory's head bug, pretending to be humble: "The busy bug boss came back to have a meeting with me, I'll go and report on my recent work."
The high-level responsible insect showed a super-standard social smile with teeth showing, and the tenderness and kindness in his eyes were so strong that they almost overflowed: "Okay, okay. Go, please give my regards to Mr. Fate. I sincerely wish him a happy day."
"Of course, of course." Grid smiled in the same friendly manner, turned around and left the AI armor testing area, quickly came to the smoking area near the rest area, and opened the chat box.
After a period of extreme tug-of-war and verbal battles with the military factory bugs, Grid's hand speed evolved again. He typed on the keyboard as if he was hammering iron, so fast that sparks could be produced.
The first sentence of the report is extremely ruthless, just like the connotation of his name.
Red Heart 2.0: [The AI armor plan of the military factory has not been successfully implemented outside the 57th Army Corps. There are also many pro-war factions within the 57th Army Corps who do not like the AI armor plan! We have a loophole here! ]
@Fate: [Expand.]
Red Heart 2.0: [The military factory has almost never sold the AI armor series outside the 57th Legion. A few wealthy medium-sized legions can afford it, but the technology used by the legions cannot keep up. The basic activation of the AI armor regiment requires at least a B-level intelligent AI as the main core network. ]
Red Heart 2.0: [Only high-tech stars have the technological strength to create a B-level AI system. ]
Red Heart 2.0: [How can you buy arms without having a high-tech star at home? This step will block 80% of the medium-sized legions that have the desire to buy. ]
Red Heart 2.0: [At the same time, within the 5th and 7th armies, the war faction does not trust the cooperation of the AI armor. ]
【I don't know if you have heard of the scandal of the first AI activation of the Capital Alliance. In that scandal, the Legion also sent bugs to watch the ceremony. During the actual machine test, the first AI joint control armor killed the three branch chiefs who went to watch the ceremony. Since then, all auxiliary AI implanted with armor technology under the Legion have removed the autonomous module and can only follow the commands set by the driver. If the driver does not give orders, and the battle is damaged to the point of only having one breath left, and cannot call for help autonomously, these auxiliary AIs without autonomous modules will not send out distress signals. 】
Red Heart 2.0: [However, because the 5th and 7th Armies suffered heavy losses in the Battle of the Southern Cross, a large number of mid-level female soldiers were promoted for commendation, but they are still very short of high-level combat power. The 5th and 7th Armies are very disgusted with the AI armor plan, but they still signed a large order with the military factory. ]
Red Heart 2.0: [I only found out the amount of one transaction. The Fifth Legion paid 160 billion to buy the AI combat power of a high-level branch. Of this, 60 billion was gold in cash, and 100 billion was converted into Alien Star Energy Cores. I didn't find out the amount of the Seventh Legion's transaction, but I guess it's not much different.]
Red Heart 2.0: [This is the first cooperation between the two high-level armies and the military factory. The military factory has tasted the sweetness, but it has hit a wall with the middle-level army and the non-alliance families. They now have an idea and want you to focus on promoting the story background related to high-tech stars and AI technology in the next story. ]
Red Heart 2.0: [It's so funny! I'm sure that when these military bugs designed AI armor, all the reference armor soldiers' neural materials came from the top ten armies or the Wanderers! I used to take classes at Automan and audited the armor courses. A large armor needs 10-50 medium/high-level armor soldiers' neural synchronization to start. These tech guys actually think that all the armor soldiers in the universe are like those monsters in the Wanderers, who can control the armor alone or in pairs? 】
Red Heart 2.0: [Now, they are stumped by the technological requirements to activate the AI army. ]
Red Heart 2.0: [Because of the scandal of the Capital Alliance's first generation AI, until now, many bugs will frown when they hear about investment plans that require AI participation. If the 5th and 7th armies had not suffered from the Southern Cross Beast Tide, they would not touch this risk tool. They trust their comrades who are alive and have heartbeats more. ]
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The more Grid typed, the more excited his expression became, and his pupils unconsciously changed into vertical ones.
[Do you understand? Fate, do you understand? Your propaganda is now the only opportunity for these idiots at the military factory to expand and make money! ]
[You said before that the alien tide in the Southern Cross will not be the last major disaster in the star region. If combined with your propaganda methods, if a large family believes in you and is willing to follow your pace to build a new high-tech star and purchase an AI armor regiment to resist the next disaster, how many insects will survive and worship your story even more fanatically? ]
[Fate, you will become the most popular bug in the four major star regions. The four major regions will open all their doors to you. The heads of the Jane family who have troubled you before will give you the most elegant smiles! No bugs will bother you anymore! No bugs will use the law to restrict you anymore! Even if you are a middle-class species, you can sit with the A-class nobles and drink afternoon tea! ]
Whenever Grid imagined such a scene and scenery, his breathing became rapid and hot sweat flowed down his temples.
He bit his lip and wrote: [The whole world will cheer for you.]
The next moment, the brain ring vibrated slightly, and Grid's eyes suddenly widened, as if someone had slapped him in the face.
@Fate: [Gwen. You're not describing it for me, you're describing your own orgasmic fantasy of being in the spotlight.]
@Fate: [You are lost at the card table that controls power, force, and gold.]
@Fate: [If you can't control yourself, I will schedule the idea of giving up investing in you.]
@Fate: [There are many insects in the world who are lost in the desire for power. Gwen, I don't need a piece of trash that has lost its individual characteristics because of desire.]
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Grid's hot sweat turned into cold sweat, soaking his shirt. He felt fear, anger and injustice at being looked down upon.
He even felt wronged and embarrassed when his true thoughts were pointed out.
These mixed negative emotions can easily tempt a bug to hate the person who reveals the truth.
Grid took off the bracelet and walked back and forth, but in the end, confusion overwhelmed all negative emotions.
What's wrong with what I said?
He was puzzled and wrote down such a question.
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"Ah ...
Shi Cunjin was surprised that the system could actually see through it. It was incredible and smart.
"Hang up and be quiet." Shi Cunjin said to it.
System: "QAQ"
Shi Cunjin tapped the keyboard and wrote a reply.
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@Fate: [That’s right. According to what you said, it is reasonable for this situation to develop.]
@Fate: [But why is Fate the only one in the spotlight? Where has the shadow of the military factory gone? Fate stands in the spotlight, enjoying the attention of the public while also bearing all the risks of the AI plan.]
@Fate: [Once the tide of monsters is controlled, or the outbreak is reduced, the AI armor corps, which is expensive to build and has a high standard of use, will only become expensive decorations over time. Then, who will bear the brunt of the big families who spent a lot of money? Who will encourage the AI corps? Who will lead the trend of the times? Who will make everyone's gold go down the drain?]
@Fate: [The bugs in the military factory have really trapped you. They stand in the shadows and eat up the huge wealth brought by the mechanical assembly line. All the risks are borne by Fate. If the AI armor plan accidentally kills a few more high-ranking members of the legion, Fate will be the first bug to pay the price.]
@Fate: [Think carefully, did these ideas you mentioned come to you naturally, or were they revealed bit by bit by the bugs in the military factory, leading you to imagine and speculate? The transaction amount of the high-level military group is a financial secret, and even if it is "unintentionally leaked", it is impossible to really leak it to a partner like you.]
@Fate: [Gwen, don't trust your intelligence too much. When necessary, you can try to be an idiot.]
Heart 2.0: [……]
@Fate: [Feeling wronged?]
Red Heart 2.0: [No grievance. 】
@Fate: [It is normal to feel wronged when being accused, and to feel angry when not understood. It is not surprising to be coaxed. You are still at an age where your potential is growing. Potential is a force that needs pressure to be stimulated. Making mistakes is not a terrible thing. What is terrible is not being able to listen to advice and insisting on doing things your own way.]
@Fate: [And once you really follow the pace of the military factory bugs, Gwen, Fate is just a virtual account, but you are not, you are within their influence.]
@Fate: [You are very smart. Don't die in such a stupid ending. That would be such a pity.]
Heart 2.0: [……]
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Grid washed his face in the bathroom, washing away all the negative emotions. He raised his head and looked in the mirror. The area around his eyes was a little red.
Grid took a towel from the hot cabinet in the lounge and covered his eyes with it for five minutes before responding to Fate again.
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Red Heart 2.0: [I'm sorry, I was too impulsive. Please give me another chance to make amends.]
Red Heart 2.0: [I know that it is an extreme mistake to stand in the same camp with you and be lured by the sweet treats given by other forces. ]
Red Heart 2.0: [I have left the family now, and the Green family is also working for you. Objectively speaking, you have no leverage over me. I am still working outside as one of your representatives. It is only my intention as a bug that harms your interests.]
Red Heart 2.0: [Fate, I didn't say those crazy words to the military factory bugs. I was indeed tempted, but just like I didn't tell the Janening family heir bug about your background last time, this time, I still insisted on not really stepping into the trap, and didn't pretend to obey you and put you in trouble.]
Red Heart 2.0: [I don't understand you, but you can always easily see my soul from my words. You know I am good at taking advantage of loopholes and playing tricks on people. Words do not hold promises to me.]
Red Heart 2.0: [I don't have a family, but I have myself. I can give you evidence to make you feel comfortable cooperating with me again.]
Red Heart 2.0: [Don't kick me out of your plan. ]
Red Heart 2.0: [I have a brother in Cat's Eye, and I have a chance to go to the cloud once a year. Not only that, my network of connections also has DE-level carnival contacts. ]
Red Heart 2.0: [I can murder a noble for you, as a stain and fatal handle on Greed Green's life.]
Red Heart 2.0: [Is this handle enough? ]
@Fate: [……]
@Fate: [Stop thinking that.]
Red Heart 2.0: [Or, some time ago, your technicians made the Jane family's heir bug sweep the floor, and it was lesbian sewage that was splashed. ]
Red Heart 2.0: [I can go and have a gay date, and keep a photo. ]
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"Puff." The system couldn't hold it back.
“…Alas.” Shi Cunjin pinched his eyebrows and rubbed his temples. Finally, he simply gave up resisting and did a set of eye exercises.
Is Gatong the spiritual home of you supporting characters???
Shi Cunjin rarely makes mistakes, but he really feels that something is wrong with Gwen's condition.
He responded first.
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@Fate: [There's something wrong with you right now. Go wash your face, find a place to sit down, take a deep breath and clear your mind. Contact me again in ten minutes. I need a calm and rational Gwen.]
Heart 2.0: [Okay.]
Red Heart 2.0: [I promise to return to my best working condition. ]
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After Shi Cunjin replied to the message, he immediately opened the original work hidden in the system.
From the time Gwen escaped from Green Manor to the time he arrived in the Arctic, his character card progress fluctuated, and several chapters of the original novel were unlocked.
As usual, the newly unlocked original chapters of "Grede Green" are also out of order, with no connection between chapters.
However, the first sentence of the new chapter made Shi Cunjin raise an eyebrow unexpectedly.
[My name is Greed Green, and I promise to always look forward to Valentine von with love.]
Shi Cunjin opened the chat box of the Smart Brain Ring and looked at the homepage text again, and suddenly felt a sense of absurd humor.
A career-oriented person actually has a day when he has a love mind?
He began to read the original novel, and the more he read, the weirder his expression became.
Because, in the 4 unlocked chapters, Grid Green actually looks like he is falling in love!
He pays attention to everything about VV, and provides key emotional value to support VV when he is overwhelmed by the Shura field, forced by Anushka to suffer from insomnia all night, and becomes neurotic due to fear, thus helping VV to catch his breath.
These 4 chapters have a total of 18,000 words, and Grid Green wrote 10,000 words!
【…
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If it weren't for Grid's company, I would have given up long ago. Grid sometimes talks a lot, and sometimes he is very patient to sit with me in the sun all day. I like the tranquility he brings me. When I was most upset, I said to him: "Can't I choose you regardless of anything? Can't I just choose a future that makes me happy?"
Upon hearing this, Grid didn't just laugh it off, but gave me a hug and said, some things just can't be done.
I cried in his arms, and the next morning, Anushka returned victorious and requested a meeting with me.
I heard that he just repelled a giant monster tide in the Arctic region. One-third of the Arctic region was covered in blood last night. His military achievements are like his alien eyes, magnificent and terrifying.
The last time I met him, we parted on bad terms, and I was still a little scared this time. I turned to my good friend Fran, who quickly came from the capital to accompany me and promised that he would solve everything for me.
When I read to the last chapter, Shi Cunjin turned the page and saw Greg Green's personal perspective in the last thousand words of the original text.
[Greed heard that the blond Grim Reaper had applied for a visit from Cat's Eyes again, so he didn't go to the palace today to avoid having to walk in vertically. His next stop was directly to the urn.
Grid had nothing to do, so he applied for a meeting with another male insect at noon.
Mr. Fisher, his second brother, lived in the East District of Cat's Eye and had never married.
Grid's application was rejected four times, but Grid was in a good mood and continued to apply after being rejected. It was not until four o'clock in the afternoon that Mr. Fisher finally couldn't stand it anymore and agreed to the application.
Grid happily went to the East District to meet his brother. 】
Shi Cunjin frowned, finding that the relationship between Grid and his brother in the original novel seemed a little strange.
【…
Fisher cried silently again, but Grid smiled happily: "Please, brother, don't cry every time I come."
Fisher turned his head away, and Grid moved over and squatted beside his brother's legs. Like when he was a child, he sat on the ground, put his face on his brother's knees, and gave his brother a sunny smile, his blue eyes as bright as ever.
Fisher clutched the blanket around her knees.
Greed said, "Kash applied for a meeting at the Lou Palace today. The tide of aliens in the Arctic has subsided. Kash will probably apply for the battle to become the chief commander in the next stage. He brought a lot of spoils. Which ones does Green need? Make a list for me."
Fisher was silent for a long time, then said resentfully, "Don't bother with Green."
"Don't worry, brother." Grid rested his face on Fisher's knees, his eyes looking at the last ray of sunset outside the window. The reflected light slowly disappeared in his blue eyes.
Grid said in a cheerful tone, "I'll be fine."
"As long as I love Valentine, we'll be fine."
"I'm sorry." Fisher said after a long time.
His face turned pale, and he reached out to touch Grid's red hair. "Just wait until he gets married. As long as he gets married, Gobelil will stop staring at us."
Grid didn't say anything else. He looked at the afterglow outside the window and didn't look forward to tomorrow at all.
He was not as naive as Fisher, but he was not smart enough to see through Gobelier's real intentions.
That is a bug that is even more crazy and sick than Kash. Kash is a hard compulsion, while Gobelier is a soft poison.
Grid didn't think that if Valentine got married, Gobelier would let go of these pets who could provide emotional value.
Suddenly, Grid remembered what Valentine said yesterday, and his thoughts diverged.
A happy future?
If I am not "me", what will my future be like?
The room was completely dark, and shadows engulfed them like a black sea.
He rested his head on his brother's lap and fell into a dreamless darkness.
"Gobelier again..." Shi Cunjin put his index finger on his lower lip, frowned and thought. Ten minutes had passed and the message of Red Heart 2.0 popped up, interrupting Shi Cunjin's train of thought.
Red Heart 2.0: [I'm fine, I'm fine! Have you decided what you want me to do to you? ]
When Shi Cunjin saw that he had regained his vigor in speech, he thought of that sentence: If I were not myself! What kind of future would I have?
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The other end of the StarNet.
Grid held the smart ring in his hand, his palms a little sweaty, waiting for the message while searching for the contact information of Mr. Carnival in the list.
His brain trembled, and he looked over immediately, his pupils constricted!
@Fate: [Don't think about those messy things.]
@Fate: [Let's make amends. In addition to encouraging you to convince me to write a background story about AI, the military factory also induced you to contact a big family in a certain star region first?]
No! Gridsiwei is spinning like crazy, no!
Fate is definitely not such a kind-hearted person! Based on our past experience, he should have given me a good stab and warned me! Something must be wrong when things are out of the ordinary!
Then, Grid was stunned again. What could he have that was worth being deceived? After thinking for a while, he wrote down this reply.
Red Heart 2.0: [Did someone say something good about me in front of you? Or did someone vouch for me? Was it my elder brother? Or my father? ? ]
No! It's still wrong! After Grid finished posting, he realized that he had written something stupid. His father wanted to catch him and beat him half to death. His elder brother was busy developing the middle and lower class cultural line of West Andromeda Ring, so he had no time to take care of him!
Fisher? No! He probably doesn’t even know he left home!
Who guaranteed me?
Grid thought and replied: [Because my last name is Green, they asked me to give priority to the big families in the West Fairy Ring and encouraged me to contact you. In fact, there are indeed many carnival lovers in my social network. They suggested that I use the influence of your love story to contact the family behind you and let them spend money to buy AI armor. Just like you easily use a leave note to encourage the branch chief of the high-level legion to take a leave to find a place for you, the military factory bugs dare not forcibly suck the money of the legion, and want to take a detour and suck the money of your other fan groups. ]
@Fate: [Okay, got it.]
@Fate: [Don't worry about the Western Andromeda Ring. The next monster tide may erupt near the Capital Alliance. You should find a way to lead a cooperation. The target is Morgan, one of the three major families.]
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the other side.
Grid wiped his pants with his hands, wiped off the sweat on his palms, and wrote a new message: […How can you be sure that the next giant tidal disaster will erupt near the capital alliance…? ]
@Fate: [Unsure.]
Grid: ...
The brain ring vibrated again.
@Fate: [Suppose. You lead a cooperation and encourage the bugs in the military factory to agree to let you take the AI armor prototype to negotiate. And coincidentally, within 10 days, a tide of alien beasts erupted in the south and west of the Capital Alliance at the same time.]
@Fate: [Use Fate's influence to send a visiting ticket to the Morgan family. If everything goes well, you will be able to realize one of your wishes within this year.]
@Fate: [You became a guest of honor in the privileged family faster than your elder brother, sire, and family.]
@Fate: [Not Green, just you, Gwen.]
Grid's breathing suddenly disappeared, his face flushed, and he wrote a reply with trembling hands.
Red Heart 2.0: [If...if...I couldn't resist the temptation of the military factory bugs and secretly contacted the family of West Fairy Ring without your knowledge...if, I mean, just if...would you? ]
@Fate: [Please let yourself die.]
Heart 2.0: [……]
Red Heart 2.0: [So, the news about the Beast Tide now... is it a reward for me not betraying you? ]
@Fite: [:D]
@Fite: [Not really. To put it simply, I did something bad recently and offended Jane, the big one. I need you to take care of the Morgan family on behalf of Fite. When Jane wants to do something, let Morgan go over and kick him.]
…
Gridton felt dizzy.
Damn it, big Jian Ning! Are you going to kill yourself? How dare you mess with the boss who holds half of the power of the Capital Alliance!
The brain ring shook, and another message popped up from the terrifying and reckless Fate.
@Fate: [There is a tide point near the Morgan family's satellite. Take advantage of the opportunity and bring your armor to become Morgan's friend.]
Grid's heart was beating so fast that it hurt. He was restless and extremely excited.
Is this a prophecy? Or is it the future calculated by the scientific planet behind Fate?
The Capital Alliance has an armed force, and the East Tiangong District has two high-level military headquarters, which together form three high-level military guards. There has also been no civil war, and if the Monster Tide breaks out, the losses in the East Tiangong District will not be as great as those in the Southern Cross.
Instantly, Grid understood Fate's lurking words: this was a monster tide with little damage, but the wind force looked terrifying.
There's no better opportunity to act than this!
Grid immediately wrote a reply: [Okay, I got it. I will take action immediately! Within five days! I will reach the capital of the alliance!]
The brain ring vibrates slightly. @Fate: [I wish you success.]
After hesitating for a few seconds, Grid asked again: […Who guaranteed me? Let you give me another chance? ]
This time, Fate did not reply.
The pixelated flower's avatar dimmed, indicating it was offline.
Grid punched the wall, and his tentacles stood up! Trembling!
Ah! I couldn't sleep at 4am!!!
…
Orbit 56.
"Okay! Teacher Shi! We've entered the black hole channel! The network is disconnected!" the system shouted.
Shi Cunjin took off the smart ring, asked a passing flight attendant to pour a new glass of ice water, and reminded the system: "Wake me up 20 minutes before arriving at the next transfer station."
The system said: "No problem!"
Shi Cunjin drank the ice water, put on an eye mask and went to sleep in his clothes.
A few minutes later, Shi Cunjin suddenly lifted a corner of the blanket and said, "Come up."
Luo Lai and Luo Li, who had sneaked over quietly, had their eyes lit up!
When they woke up in the middle of the night, they would squat at the door of their uncle's rest area, secretly observing their uncle's work and rest time, and plan to wait for their uncle to rest, then quietly sit under the bed and sleep together.
Now as soon as their uncle opened his mouth, they immediately took off their shoes and climbed up.
Luo Lai and Luo Li were careful not to press on their uncle's hand and stayed close to it. The dark circles under their eyes could not stop them from falling asleep for even a second.
…
"Teacher Shi, the starship will enter the transfer station to replenish energy in 30 minutes. Do you want to get up and wash up first?" The system whispered in Shi Cunjin's ear.
A few hours of sleep passed in a flash. Shi Cunjin pulled off the blindfold and moved his hand, and Luo Lai and Luo Li woke up immediately.
He touched the twins' foreheads and said, "Sleep a little longer."
Luo Lai and Luo Li's tentacles entangled Shi Cunjin's fingers for a moment, and then they fell back wrapped in the blanket.
Shi Cunjin simply washed up, walked to the observation aisle of the first-class cabin with a bottle of ice water, and pressed the window switch.
The pure black aviation glass suddenly looked like a large piece of crystal washed clean of ink. The black film gradually faded away, and the mysterious sea of stars slowly unfolded on the window surface that had become brand new and transparent, like an incomparably magnificent oil painting handed down from ancient times.
The black hole channel is not pitch black. There are linear, radiating, annihilated and created nebulae and lightning. Even the largest starships are like small meteors, speeding through the dangerous and beautiful sea of stars.
This was the first time that Shi Cunjin watched the sea of stars in a completely relaxed manner.
As the starship leaves the black hole route, the star network signal is reconnected.
The system prompts: "Teacher Shi, the Beilin family has replied to your email. Do you want to read it now?"
"Open it." Shi Cunjin drank the last sip of ice water, returned to his seat and continued working.
The system opened Beilin's email, and a five-page folded social message unfolded on the projector.
Shi Cunjin patiently dug out brief and useful messages from thousands of words of useless social media rhetoric.
The system read along for a while, then fell silent and asked, "Teacher Shi, don't you want the details of the 1980 case? Why did the Berlin family write about the glorious history of the family in the email? After talking about the history, why did they also talk about the Berlin family's influence in the last century? After talking about the influence, why did they emphasize the changes in the contemporary situation? These things have nothing to do with what you asked for. Are they here to teach you a lesson?"
"Yes. This letter shows that Behring agreed to trade the inside story of the 1980 case. The trade requirement is to designate Behring as one of the protagonists of my next article. Talking about family background and history is a show of strength to make me aware of the situation and take the initiative to make concessions in the distribution of benefits."
"The complexity of social jargon is to test my background, to see if I can understand these messy tricks. If I can understand, it means I'm from a century-old family. If I can't, it means I'm a nouveau riche who has risen in recent years. It's something like that." Shi Cunjin summarized.
System: “…” You have to write five pages for just one sentence, and you have to test it at the same time. You rich families are so weird and annoying!
"It seems that the Beilin family has been suppressed enough in recent years, and they even want to try this kind of online entertainment to revive their reputation." Shi Cunjin chuckled and said to the system: "Draft a reply format."
The system was afraid: "Is it also this kind of reply style? Should I download the template now?"
"No need. Just write the beginning and the end, and convert the middle part into text according to my voice." Shi Cunjin said.
"good!"
The system processed it in one second: "Please speak."
Shi Cunjin said, "Okay, Beilin can be in my next story, but only as a supporting role. The positioning and completeness of the supporting role depends on whether the inside story of the 1980 case you are dealing with is complete. Li Tara and Theodore are up to you. P.S.: The reply is limited to 100 words. Too many words will waste my time."
"Okay! I sent it out!" said the system.
"Yeah." Shi Cunjin opened the high military academy admissions materials that he had not finished writing before and continued writing for Amy.
After a few minutes, the system suddenly checked Shi Cunjin's smart ring: "Teacher Shi, Beilin has replied."
"What did you say?" Shi Cunjin didn't even raise his head.
The system clicked it and read it, then said happily, "They are finally speaking the normal common language! The Behring family is trying to get you the leading role."
Shi Cunjin said: "Reply to the message, the Capital Alliance is not the only major force. Jane Ning does not need it, but the wealthy Morgan will definitely be willing to invest generously."
After the system operated for a few seconds, he said happily: "Wow, this time Beilin replied in seconds. I'm so anxious!"
"They gave in! They demanded that Berling's supporting role must be Theodore in "Medical Doctor", but he couldn't be that stupid. They said the details of the case would be sent to us within seven working days."
"Tell them to send it within one day, that is, before 13:00 tomorrow." Shi Cunjin's voice was gentle and clear, but his words were unquestionable.
At the same time, Shi Cunjin summarized the comments on Amy's admission information: She has excellent courage and is worth cultivating.
He took out an electronic pen, signed Captain Romeo's name skillfully, and asked the system to stamp a fake stamp.
"Isn't that a bit too rushed?" the system asked as it replied.
"Seven days is too long, and it is easy for them to find loopholes to obfuscate the data and mislead readers."
Shi Cunjin opened the second application form and began to write the admission information for the 16-year-old Derby, the second oldest child in the Bill family, to the Advanced Recruiting School.
"It takes time to weave ingenious traps and inducements. Once I see through them, the cooperation will be over. Only then will they behave themselves..."
Shi Cunjin estimated: "Send a criminal record that is about 70% to 80% authentic."
"After all, Gobelier was the mastermind behind the 1980 case. The Berlin family is at odds with him and he is not innocent in this incident. Giving them 24 hours to embellish their criminal record is enough."
The system immediately complies.
This time, the Belling family took half an hour to send a new email, with a single reply: [OK.]
"Okay, what's the strange news you're talking about?" Shi Cunjin asked.
The system said: "Oh! Yes..."
At this moment, Shi Cunjin's smart brain ring vibrated again, and the special sound effect sounded. He looked down and saw that the account of Standard A567 was jumping at the top, with 9 messages popping up in one second.
Shi Cunjin subconsciously calculated the time in his mind and found that Anushka should have just come out of the black hole channel and arrived at the Western Andromeda region.
“…Hey.” He put the electronic pen away and said to the system, “I’ll take care of this first.”
"Okay." The system said obediently.
When Shi Cunjin opened his account, messages popped up one after another.
SVIP Standard A567: [I’m here. ]
SVIP Standard A567: [Western Andromeda Universe Customs Map.jpg]
SVIP Standard A567: [Will arrive at the military base in 2 hours. 】
SVIP Standard A567: [I have arranged a suitable candidate to contact Cat's Eye. He is the candidate you recommended to me. He has a solid background and will attract the attention of most of you.]
SVIP A567: […]
SVIP Standard A567: [I will arrive at the base and will not meet those cat-eyed gentlemen. Those gray-clothed people will not say anything.]
SVIP Standard A567: [I won’t go even if you tell me. 】
SVIP standard A567: [picture.jpg]
SVIP Standard A567: [Proof.]
Shi Cunjin read them one by one and clicked on the picture in the second to last message.
Before he realized it, the mask-like smile on Shi Cunjin's face had disappeared. He pursed his lips slightly, and his calm and distant expression really softened.
The second to last picture is a selfie.
In the photo, the female soldier in formal attire has a cold expression, her blond hair is slicked back, revealing a smooth forehead, and her eyes are bright under her sharp eyebrows.
However, in the photo, the ferocious-looking major general in formal attire ripped open the buttons of his military uniform's stand-up collar with his hands, revealing a part of his neck with a black ring.
The black ring was a thin circle, tightly wrapped around the female soldier's Adam's apple, giving her a somewhat inappropriate sense of restraint. There were faint red marks on her skin, and the inhibin scale on the neck ring showed: 100%.
Shi Cunjin took a sip of ice. Hmm, no wonder I couldn't find it when I woke up this morning.
Anushka took away the hormone necklace he had used before.
As the message prompt was read, a new message popped up in the chat window.
SVIP Standard A567: [My physical examination report this year showed that my frontal lobe and hippocampus were both normal. ]
SVIP Standard A567: […So did I not ask you your real name yesterday? ]
Shi Cunjin bit the ice in his mouth, and laughter and breath exhaled from his lips at the same time and disappeared into the air.