Chapter 131 Unlucky Numbers
Gobelier smiled.
The video call only recorded above the shoulders and neck. His hands, which were out of camera, were folded above his knees. He wore a pure silver prayer chain on his wrist. The pendant on the chain was a reversed DNA symbol of both sexes.
Every ceremonial officer, mentor, and gender education monk living in Cat's Eye will wear such a prayer chain. The reverse DNA silver pendant symbolizes their devout observance of the reverse side of desire: restraint and rejection.
At this moment, where the video could not capture, Gobelier's fingers were tapping the silver pendant happily.
He stopped when he saw the opportunity and said bluntly: "I need detailed information about the Fate cooperative insects. The latest contact information related to Fate appeared on the Azure High Star."
"That planet is located in the neutral star zone between the Eastern Sky Bow and Western Andromeda regions. The planet is classified as a high-level resort planet, and its main economy is tourism and export of specialty products."
"The customs capital of that tourist planet is funded by the Jane family. It is one of your treasuries. I believe you are familiar with the waterway records of that area."
Gobelier slowly laid out his story, blocking Janine's refusal: "I am very interested in the whereabouts of the youngest son of the small family that worked for Fate after he escaped."
"My dear friend, I look forward to your answering my questions."
Patriarch Jian Ning narrowed his eyes in the video projection.
The Zerg used black hole technology to unify the time difference, learn human culture, and fix the length of a day to 24 hours.
But in reality, there is still a time difference of 1-2 hours between the millions of planets in the four major regions.
The time difference between planets outside the four major regions is exaggerated to more than one year.
In the region, news, information, and daily events do not circulate frequently between each advanced planet.
Gobelier suddenly sent a message, picking out information about a certain small family, and the one he chose was the youngest son.
He couldn't look at her face for a moment.
Patriarch Jian Ning recalled briefly: the small family that worked for Fate was only a middle-class family among the upper ranks of the Azure High Star, with a family history of less than a hundred years. If it had not been related to Fate, this family would not have occupied any part of his memory.
In front of large families like Jian Ning and Bei Lin, high-level families are considered small families unless they have all A-level insect blood and a female general or a B-level nobleman in the family.
This family is called Green. They are responsible for promoting the offline copyright of Fate's storyline. They are very ambitious and seem to want to extend Fate's cultural influence to cover the low- and medium-sized stars in the four major regions?
It's a thankless job.
The wealthy and powerful head of the Jian Ning family looked down upon those resources, but the family was still useful. He just had no time to take care of it.
"Oh." Patriarch Jian Ning finished his recollection and sneered meaningfully, "Is your desire for education so cheap that you would care for any similar insect?"
"It's just to kill time," Gobelier said. "The cat's eyes are peaceful and calm, and my patience is like a shell carving, the more it is polished, the purer it becomes."
"Besides, Valentine has been fascinated by this story recently, and he is about to become an adult." Gobelier said softly, "He wants Fate to be the storyteller. What a suitable coming-of-age gift."
Master Jian Ning didn't believe it. He stared at Gobelier, and Gobelier smiled at him.
Suddenly, the head of the Jianning family said, "Did that Fate disrupt your plan?"
"Rich imagination." Gobelier asked, "What does he have to do with me? If Fate was in the West Fairy Ring, I wouldn't be calling you today."
The head of the Jianning family observed quietly and sneered: "It sounds like you have raised a lot of hunting dogs in the West District. The control and review system can no longer satisfy your appetite?"
Gobelier smiled but said nothing.
The head of the Jianning family said, "This is very valuable information. The youngest son of that family is the only social weakness of Fate that is exposed to the outside world without the guarantee of a strong force. You have to pay a sufficient price to buy the whereabouts of the Green youngest son from me."
"You have been targeted by the First Army recently." In the video projection, Gobelier was not affected by the atmosphere created by Janning at all. Instead, he abruptly changed the topic.
"..." Patriarch Jian Ning suddenly fell silent.
"The commander-in-chief of the Wasp Legion was a tough guy. He never mentioned a surname that was full of power and authority until his death."
Gobelier laughed, "But his descendants are not so tough. When the First Army went to investigate, his descendants spit out evidence that there is indeed an anonymous force funding the Wasp. The Wasp Corps revealed that the source of the Wasp Corps' military funds is unknown. In the past two days, the Wasp has cleared more than a hundred illegal high-level weapon stars. These weapon stars must cost tens of billions, hundreds of billions, or even trillions of dollars to maintain."
"The First Legion Headquarters takes this incident very seriously. The Legion is well-known for its aversion to other forces interfering and influencing the military hierarchy."
"The fact that there is someone behind the Wasp has blown up the First Army headquarters. They are now investigating everywhere like mad dogs."
Gobelier stared at the head of the Jianning family and said: "In this era, apart from the Legion itself, there are only three major families in the Capital Alliance who have the ability to raise hundreds of high-level armed stars."
"My friend, how does it feel to be driven crazy by Fate but also being watched closely by the military to find financial loopholes, and unable to take action against Fate?"
Gobelier revealed what Janeen was thinking: "You have long wanted to take revenge on Fate through the clues of Green's son, but the descendants of the Wasp chief were arrested for investigation, so you can't move, and you can't move."
Just like the day when the head of the Jane family sent a video message to deliberately stab Gobelier, Gobelier returned the same hatred to Jane.
He smiled: "Fate is much more powerful than you were when you were young. Now you already control half of the Capital Alliance, but you are still being forced to sit at the negotiation table by the Legion, facing extremely offensive suspicious scrutiny?"
The expression of the head of the Jianning family darkened. He praised: "Great Gobelier with a thousand eyes. Should I be glad that this family is within my sphere of influence, so you condescended to come and visit me?"
Off camera, Gobelier tapped the silver pendant with his index finger, causing it to sway.
"Talking about the price has hurt our friendship of many years. It is only natural for friends to vent their anger for friends."
"Venting off your anger?" Patriarch Jian Ning asked, "I don't need someone who doesn't even have a family to do this for me."
On the other end of the video, Gobelier gently pinched the silver pendant, bending one of the pendant ornaments imperceptibly.
He sighed softly and said sincerely: "You always maintain a sharp anxiety towards the world, always wanting to be a winner, and avoiding all the kindness that comes your way."
"I know you well, and I know where your unwillingness to admit defeat comes from, so I don't care."
Gobelier smiled and stabbed his old friend again: "You are only being rude to me, but don't show it to Josephine. It will hurt our feelings."
In the video, the face of the head of the Jian Ning family was gloomy, which was the second obvious emotion after showing boredom.
A pair of black eyes are like the eye holes of a skull, and in the hollows burns the real anger of being provoked. He is very handsome, and looks even more noble when he is cold, but when he shows his anger, his ferocious expression immediately ruins his good temperament and appearance. His black hair and black pupils make him very scary when he shows his ferocity.
"Gor.Ber.Lee.L."
Gobelier said calmly, "I will leave Maoyan on September 5th. I have an appointment with Josephine for afternoon tea that day. I will have a good chat with him about the recent situation. The news about the banquet announced some time ago was too ridiculous. You made Josephine lose face in Maoyan."
In the video, the expression of the head of the Jian Ning family was gloomy and cold, and his lips were pursed into a tense arc. For a moment, Chong couldn't tell whether he was frozen or angry.
"I know you, and you know me." Gobelier's reserved smile did not change at all. "No one will refuse my afternoon tea. They can always get answers and enlightenment from me. They regard me as their spiritual friend. I am their non-blood-related family head. My old friend, please don't quarrel with me. It will make me sad."
In the video, the head of the Jianning family's chest rose and fell twice. He stared at Gobelier and sneered, "Yes, my friend, why would I be angry with you? You are really too sensitive and misunderstood my concerns."
"After all, Fate is working with various forces. I am sincerely worried about your safety. Be careful." Patriarch Jianning stared at Gobelier, his black pupils difficult to tell whether they were transformed into needles. "Fate can influence the war between the two high-level legions just by using the Internet. Don't let him catch you."
"I don't want to hear the news that you are going to be executed one day. I will be very sad." The head of the Jian Ning family said expressionlessly.
"What a terrible thought," said Gobelier. "Tell me where my little boy is."
"The current head of Green Publishing Company is the eldest son, Grody Green. The Green family has acquired the 50-year offline copyright of Fate's two stories. It is widely rumored that they will become the next privileged family to emerge from the holiday planet."
The head of the Jane family followed Gobelier's example and told the story in a leisurely manner.
"The bugs scrambled to curry favor with the eldest son of Green. They praised him for his sharp vision and ability to see the light of the times."
Patriarch Jane said, "But in fact, the worm that serves as the link between Green and Fate is the youngest son of the Green family, Greg Green."
He stared at the smiling Gobelier and slightly curved his eyes. "I'm going to tell you something you don't know."
"The day Fate took Green's son away, the entire customs was in chaos, all network data was lost, and flight routes were disrupted. Fate cleared all obstacles for Green's son."
"That reckless youngest son took nothing with him, no ID, no gold, nothing that could allow him to escape. He only went to the customs with a foolish trust in his courage, and Fate?"
The head of the Jianning family showed emotion for the third time. He dug out his old friend's deepest scars with a chuckle and took revenge: "Fite opened 18 gates to the sky for him, and he only paid the price of sore muscles from running."
"It sounds familiar, doesn't it?" Jane Ning said with pleasure the old nickname of his old friend: "Master Beilin, the eldest son who can see the light."
In the video, the smiling mask of the silver-haired female insect finally disappeared.
"You make me sad, Nero." Gobelier said softly with a calm expression.
The head of the Jian Ning family was happy and said crisply: "According to the traces I found, the youngest son is currently located on the 14th advanced military factory planet in the 2nd zone of the North Pole Star Region. The confidentiality standards are extremely strict, and my intelligence eyes cannot get in."
"However, the military factory planet has recently cooperated with the Fifth and Seventh Armies on a new AI armor project."
"It's still unclear what the cooperation project is that the youngest son of Green is discussing with the military factory. I have a lot of meetings with the First Legion recently, so you can check this out yourself." After saying this, the head of the Jian Ning family hung up the video call without wasting a second.
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cat eyes.
Private insect palace.
Gobelier sat by the French window on the balcony, and the moonlight cast a soft veil over him.
He lowered his eyelashes in deep thought, his fingers gently stroking the silver pendant on the prayer chain, slowly twisting the twisted silver branches back together one by one, restoring them to their original state.
After a moment, he sent a new message to the head of the Janening family: [Occasional quarrels are good for the relationship to become fresh. Any emotion attached to life is good if it flows like a river. Old friend, our friendship is long-lasting and pure. I hope this pure friendship can continue to our next generation. Valentine misses Fran very much. September 3 is a good date. I will send a formal invitation letter to the Janening family. ]
After Gobelier sent the message, he switched to another confidential page and clicked it. A detailed star map of the four major regions was projected. He zoomed in on the star map of the Arctic region and found the military factory star No. 14 that Janning mentioned.
Gobelier stretched out his finger and tapped the projection of Planet 14. "Stupid child who can't hide a small gift properly."
He zoomed in on the star map near Planet 14 again and found two well-known habitable advanced planets: Scorpio 16 and Draco 3.
"Scorpio 16..." Gobelil murmured, "Mr. Kaia's family star?"
He found the information.
"Kaiya Shulan, C-rank. Married two years ago, the female monarch is the chief of the branch of the Third Army. They have not conceived a child in two years and have been separated for a long time. Has she not returned her gaze since last year?" Gobelil sighed softly: "Poor, pathetic, the possessiveness of the female military officer."
He called Kaia Shulan's chief of ceremonies to get on the line.
Before the call was connected, Gobelier placed his hands on his cheeks and gently lifted the sides of his lips. A gentle and elegant smile immediately emerged from his expressionless, mask-like face.
"Ding." The video call was connected.
"Captain Gobelier?" The low-ranking etiquette officer on the other end of the video was a little confused, not understanding why one of the temple's chief of etiquette suddenly called.
There are three chief etiquette officers in the Cat's Eye Temple. They are responsible for compiling the general teaching materials for you to study and are the managers of all etiquette officers.
The ministers they are responsible for teaching are all A or have the potential to impact the Saint's insects. Unless there is a major announcement, the three chief ceremonies rarely contact other ceremonial officers.
"Hello, Shulan etiquette officer." Gobelil said gently, "I was handling official business today and found that Mr. Kaiya has not returned to Maoyan for a year. Are he and the female monarch living in harmony? Is there any plan to prepare for pregnancy in the near future? You are his relative, and you must hope that he lives a comfortable and free life. Tell me, has Mr. Kaiya encountered any troubles?"
Shu Lan, the etiquette officer, was silent for a moment, then said awkwardly, "...Yes, there is some marital discord, but I am not good at guiding in this area. Lord Kaiya and the Queen have been in a cold war for half a year."
Gobelier smiled and said, "Please contact Mr. Kaia. It is the duty of the Chief of Ceremonies to listen to your troubles."
"What...! Thank you for your concern, I'll contact you right away!" Shu Lan etiquette officer was very surprised. The three etiquette chiefs were all privileged. Among them, Gobelier etiquette chief had the best reputation. He only took care of an underage nobleman. Occasionally, if a nobleman came to seek help, he would definitely donate generously and solve the problem perfectly.
In the video, the elder wore a sash and a priest's uniform, and said calmly and considerately: "Your Excellency Kaiya lives in my jurisdiction. My concern is an endless source of sweet water for you. Please don't be restrained."
"Thank you, thank you!"
…
…
"These messages are useless!" Valentine lay on the bed in frustration, with the quilt covering him from head to toe. He hid under the quilt and used the smart ring he had exchanged for to send messages to Fran.
V: [The information about Fate you mentioned can be found on Starnet. Fran, I heard that you have more than one page of chat records with him! Can you tell me something I don't know?]
J: [Compared to this, I think it is more frightening that you stayed up late to send me messages, and that you used an illegal smart ring. Late-night consultations are a thorn in the eyes of the court. The three-in-one bad thing has been exposed. How much homework will Mr. Gobelier give you? Valentine, you should go to bed. Staying up late is not good. Aren’t you going to spend the next year? Health is important. ]
V: [So hurry up and tell me, I’ll go to sleep after you finish telling me! ]
J: […]
J: [There is nothing much to say about those chat records. All I did was to test how much information that bug has on you and to check if you were deceived.]
V: [And then?]
J: [The result was obvious, a failure, and I was grounded by the female father. Fate is very dangerous, Valentine, you can be curious, but don't try to get to know him in depth. I tried to test him several times, and the only result was that the grounding period became longer and longer, and my reputation was in tatters.]
V: [Pfft, when the other bugs told me this, I couldn’t believe it was you!]
J: […]
V: [Okay, sorry, I'm not making fun of you. I'm just too surprised.]
V: [I know Fate is dangerous. I've heard that he is ambitious and wants to influence the Legion.]
V: [I'm just curious, when he chats with you, can you tell how old he is from the chat? ]
V: [Did he ever tell you where the story material he used came from? ]
V: [Does he have strange lingo… um, some unusual words? ]
…
Capital League.
Summer Palace bedroom.
Fran frowned.
Compared to the rumors on the Internet that Fate has a brother, a relative, or a lover behind him, Valentine actually cares more about Fate's own habits?
Fran patiently replied to Valentine's messages one by one, but because the topic was about Fate, he inevitably got distracted.
France's thoughts went back to two days ago.
The defeat of the Wasp Legion was a devastating loss for the Janening family.
But the father did not blame him for the incident.
This is even more terrifying.
The sire was getting used to his failures. The thought frightened Fran more than the whip had ever frightened her.
At the same time, Fran felt a stronger sense of unwillingness than ever before.
Before the Wasp Regiment was defeated, they sent back a message that the search for the Southern Cross was fruitless. However, when searching for the high-magnitude Aurora Bow of the North Pole, the Rover Army suddenly appeared near the Aurora Bow!
At that time, Fran looked at the battle report of the Hornets, and his heart was filled with heat and cold.
The planet where the rover's troops landed was the moderately habitable planet number 56, next to Aurora Rainbow.
Over the past hundred years, this group of war weapons have patrolled the four major districts with only two purposes: to hold meetings and to deal with the tides of alien beasts that formed in the four major districts.
But this year, when the two groups were in turmoil and the entire network was actively searching for Fate's whereabouts, the rover army, which had been adhering to two goals that had never changed for a hundred years, appeared at the North Pole without any warning.
At this point, there is no need to speculate further.
Since Fate wrote his first story, the protagonist Fate Wynn has been set as a Wanderer.
Many bugs speculate that the host Fate has relatives among the wanderers.
The moment he saw the Rover Army appear in the battle report, Fran understood: the ordinary, medium-sized planet that he had ruled out at the first moment, which could be cloned... Fate was on it.
Fate selected 13 planets for him, and Fran narrowed the search area in the Arctic region to only 2 planets.
Choose 1 from 13, choose 1 from 2, and he still made the wrong choice.
He was just one step away, just a brush away from catching Fate!
The feeling of failure that comes just one step away from success is enough to destroy the resolve of any arrogant and self-confident insect.
In particular, Fate left a deep shadow on him.
The regret and unwillingness of being just one step away from defeating his fear actually cheered Fran up again. He once had a chance to succeed!
With false success hanging before his eyes, Fran endured the shadow of this failure.
Then, Fran waited.
In the previous confrontations, every time he failed, he would ask Fate, and Fate would answer his questions sooner or later.
Moreover, Fate would point out his shortcomings and tell him clearly why he had them and how to solve them.
This time he almost caught him, the closest he had ever been to victory, what would Fate say to him?
Fran waited for Fate's echo again, drawing nourishment from it and tipping the balance of victory in his direction.
However, during this time, Fate's account went online twice, but Fran still received no new response.
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V: [He always uses polite four-letter words?]
V: [You mean, he is very good at using four-letter words? ]
V: [Is it one of those four-character words that evolved from human texts?]
V: [? ? ]
V: [Fran! !]
Fran came back to his senses, looked down at the chat history, and found that he had replied: "Fate's habits? He is always very polite, and occasionally uses some obscure four-word expressions. I have only seen such expressions in books. I guess he may be in the middle of his prime."
This sentence caused Valentine to send 5 messages in a row.
J: [Not sure, I don’t read human classics.]
V: [Have you memorized it yet? qaq? ]
J: […v, I really don’t understand, carrying a female insect on your back is a daily habit? Are you crazy?]
V: […]
V: [qaq]
J: […]
V: [Please, this is my lifelong request! ]
J: [This is the 90th time you have used this phrase with me this year.]
"Knock knock." Suddenly, there was a knock on Fran's door.
It was a bit scary late at night.
"Buzz." Fran's brain ring vibrated again. He lowered his head to read the message, his lips turning pale.
[N.J.]: Come out.]
Why did the female father come here at this time?
Fran finally sent a message to Valentine: [I'll be away for a few days to learn new family traditions. We'll talk next time. Go to bed early and take care of yourself.]
Afterwards, he immediately disassembled the chip of the smart ring, broke it, stuffed it into a book, put it back on the bookshelf, reinstalled a new card, and then went to open the door.
…
Meanwhile, cat eyes.
"I know what to do. I will try to be more patient with him and also tell him directly that some of his actions make me uncomfortable." In the video, Kaiya's ears were a little red. He thanked Gobelier: "If you hadn't explained it, I really couldn't understand why he did those things. I mean, my God..."
Kaiya rubbed his face, feeling extremely helpless: "I really don't want to see a shackled alien beast in the family garden at all. I like the fur of that kind of alien beast. He actually thought that I would want to raise an alien beast of the same species as a pet??"
"Oh my god, when I opened the window and saw the strange beast in the garden, my heartbeat immediately triggered the health alarm!"
Gobelier smiled on the other end of the video call: "I was reviewing the official business today and found that your visit record had not been updated for a long time. I was very worried. If what I said can solve your problem, it would be great."
On the other end of the video, Kaiya's blush had not yet faded. He cleared his throat and said, "What are you worried about? I won't worry about a military girl."
"Yes." Gobelier's eyes sparkled behind his glasses, and he said considerately, "Military women are never the protagonists of this conversation."
"Ahem." Lord Kaia tried to calm his reddened face when talking about his fiancée, and put on a social gesture: "Okay, of course. You have... ahem, I mean, Master Gobelier, as a thank you for clearing up my confusion today, is there anything I can do for you? My family and my fiancée are quite powerful in the Arctic region."
Mr. Kaia said: "Although we cannot compare with the influence of the chief of etiquette in the West District, as long as you come or need anything, we will be at your service anytime and anywhere."
Gobelier curled his eyes, held the silver pendant of the prayer chain, and said the blessing he had said thousands of times: "The temple wishes you long-term success."
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"Everything goes well? A peaceful life? A happy and harmonious life?"
A faint light was coming through the glass on the terrace; the cat-eyed sky was almost dawning.
Valentine spent the whole night reading human books, muttering to himself like a spell, trying to memorize some idioms to trigger the fragmentary memories in his mind.
“Knock, knock.”
The knock on the door frightened Valentine so much that he almost fell under the bed.
He instinctively stuffed the smart ring into the pillow, then pushed the pillow to the bottom of the pillow mountain, and finally pressed it on himself.
"Valentin, after your guardians finish their rotation every night, they will go back and train for three hours before resting."
Gobelier's voice came from the intercom next to the bedroom door: "Your health ring shows that your heart rate is now exceeding the safe value. For female insects, it is only at the level of strengthening the body, but for you, this heart rate is already in the range of heart disease."
"…Good morning, teacher."
Valentine slowly pulled the quilt away from his face, choking with sobs.
Guardian No. 6, why don't you explain this to me? The mouth is for talking!
The intercom carried the sigh from outside the door, "It's already 5 o'clock, are you hungry?"
Valentine sat up. "Not bad. Come in."
Gobelier pushed the door open.
Valentine's bedroom floor was littered with books, some open with bookmarks, some with pages folded in a mess.
Gobelier turned on more night-lights, picked up a book, flipped through it as he walked, walked to the bed, and sat down on the stool in front of it.
"I have read all these books. What are you looking for by staying up all night reading?" asked Gobelier.
Valentine rubbed his palms with one hand hidden under the quilt. "Something... well, something the teacher would find boring."
Gobelier reached out and tidied up Valentine's messy hair. "You will become an adult in two days. Don't worry too much during this period. Exerting too much energy will affect your ability to resist the growth pain during your adulthood."
"You will have a lot of time in the future, and you will live a very long time. When that time comes, whatever you want, the teacher will prepare it for you."
Gobelier was not wearing glasses now, and there was no measured reserved smile on his face. The tone of his voice was not as deliberately gentle as when he was meeting with the C-level ministers half an hour ago, and there was no posturing like when he was trying to gain value from his old friends.
He was even a little cold and in a bad mood now. The elegance and grace he had deliberately maintained disappeared a little, and a sharp and cold feeling that made people feel like a thorn in the back quietly emerged like a snake and lurked on his face.
But Valentine did not look up, and was fumbling with the tassels on the quilt.
Gobelier coaxed gently: "I will only pick the best for you."
He said patiently, "But before you reach adulthood, you are very fragile. I hope you can stay healthy and not be tortured by illness. Many of you who have not grown up properly will have hidden diseases that will accompany you for the rest of your life. I really don't want those dirty genetic diseases to affect your future."
Gobelier patted the back of Valentine's clenched hand through the quilt and said, "Before you grow up completely, any troubles and worries that may harm your body, please leave them to the teacher, okay?"
"...Hmm." Valentine was particularly conflicted, and the torture of the feeling almost made him want to scream.
A feeling tells him: This is the teacher who has taken care of you since you were born. He is as close to you as a father. Don’t you feel guilty for hiding things from him?
A feeling told him: the vague secret must not be told to any Zerg.
"...Teacher, you tell me." Finally, Valentine decided to compromise. He risked asking, "...Will I have a brother?"
"Why do you think so?" asked Gobelier.
“…I dreamed of something.” Valentine raised his eyes and looked at the teacher, then took the initiative to reach out and grab the sleeve of the teacher’s priest uniform.
He trembled his lips and asked, "Teacher Gobelier, am I really the only one who survived the 1980 case?"
"The story written by Fate made me dream at night, and I saw many incubators in my dreams."
"The scene was chaotic, with defenders everywhere. They broke into the burning hospital, picked up the incubators and flew away. There was no choice, they just took them blindly."
"A lot of eggs were broken on the ground..." Valentine's voice trembled.
"A lot. A lot."
Gobelier opened his arms to Valentine, and Valentine rested his head on his teacher's shoulder, closed his eyes, and grabbed the ordination belt hanging from the shoulder of his teacher's priestly uniform.
Gobelier listened quietly, his dark pupils calm, and asked, "And then?"
"The guardian who was fleeing with the incubator was knocked down by another group of guardians."
"…but I dreamed that a guardian was taken away from the incubator next to me, and that guardian managed to escape. Half of his wings were cut off, but he escaped."
Valentine dreamed not only of these things in the past few days, he also dreamed of many insects with black heads and black eyes, which looked different from the servants and friends he often saw.
These black bugs are all sub-females and have no antennae or wings.
But ever since he dreamed of these double-black sub-females, his memory suddenly seemed to have a hole in it, and many memories that were deeply buried in his childhood and eggshell period surfaced.
"Teacher... I had a lot of messed up memories in my dream." Valentine suddenly felt palpitations, but he was not wearing the health ring, so no one noticed.
The palpitations caused Valentine to be temporarily speechless for a moment.
Gobelier stroked Valentin's hair and asked softly, "You are approaching adulthood, which is a critical moment for the regeneration of bones, flesh, blood and glands. There have been similar cases in medical history, rare, but not unheard of. They will dream of the memory of the egg stage, but these memories are just floating ice, which will occasionally disturb your cognition."
"It will be fine after I reach adulthood."
"I keep having these dreams. My head hurts." Valentine complained a little. "It's because I watched Fate's "Medic". It made me feel weird. If I had known, I would have asked the teacher earlier."
Gobelier said, "Yes, next time you have troubles, come to the teacher earlier, okay?"
"Okay!" Valentine said again, "Then... Teacher, do I really have no brothers?"
"You are the only child from the 1980 case who is still alive." Gobelier used his fingers to comb Valentine's hair without hurting him.
Gobelier said calmly: "If you feel lonely, you can choose a few more female servants when you get married and have more offspring."
"Well, okay. Hiss, my head still hurts. Can I get an injection? There are still two days before the due date. Can you let me feel better first?" Valentine asked.
Gobelier gently refused: "My health is more important. I can't afford any mistakes."
"Well," Valentin sighed, "I'll have to have this nightmare for a few more days. It's so annoying."
"Ah." Suddenly, Valentine said, "But the code of the incubator next to me in the dream is quite interesting. It starts with GA, and the number after that is not very auspicious, it is actually 4 fours...ah!"
Valentine gasped and cried out, tears coming out of his eyes in pain. Trembling, he touched the back of his head, and a clump of his hair was pulled out by the teacher!
"it hurts…"
"Please repeat, what is the code of the incubator that the escaped guardian took away?"
Valentine did not reply immediately. He wiped his tears first, then touched the back of his neck, which surprisingly felt a little wet. He turned his hand over and saw blood.
Sudden.
"Mr. Gobelier... er..."
Valentine's face was suddenly lifted up in the hands of someone, and he felt an uncomfortable chill running down his face.
Teacher Gobelier held his face in his hands. He didn't wear gloves, and his fingers were cold, pinching his knuckles so hard that it hurt a little.
"Repeat that number." Gobelier held Valentine's face, and his expression suddenly became gentle. "My child, recall it and give me a definite number."
"GA4444." Valentine's lips trembled, and the second 'feeling' screamed in his mind again.
Are the teacher's eyes that dark?
Like two deep black blood holes.