Chapter 216 Two Mismatches

The new etiquette chief West spoke at the right time, successfully saving the Moth species' waiters from suddenly stopping, which led to the embarrassment of continuous collisions in the team. At the same time, this remark cleverly described the Moth species' inappropriate and beastly eyes as being shocked and happy about Your Excellency's health, turning embarrassment into harmony.

However, the new chief of etiquette, West, only had two minutes to save the face of the Cat's Eye Mission.

"Welcome, distinguished guest from afar." said the black-haired Fate in the forest pavilion.

Fate stood up, and the white shadow beside him also stood up. The white and black figures walked side by side to the main entrance of the teahouse to welcome the Cat's Eye Mission.

The white shadow's name is Sariel. Among the cat-eyed bugs who came to the meeting, the existence of Mr. Sariel is no longer a secret.

After the carnival incident, Master of Ceremonies Belin passed on the name of Sariel to the Temple, a male insect who lived outside the cat's eye medical system and still survived to the age of 18.

A male insect that is nearly 18 years old, with a healthy body, no deformities in facial features, and a height close to that of a female.

Initially, none of the high-ranking officials of the Temple, the Male Council, and the Court believed the news, but soon, a younger council member in the meeting said hesitantly: Remember? In Fate's story...Mister Carol was as tall as a high-class female, and Mister Milan was 190cm tall, which was almost the same as a privileged female of the non-military female system. The level of these two gentlemen in the story was... The young council member shut up appropriately.

As soon as these words were spoken, the temple and the council began to hesitate.

The plan for a mission to the Far East was born out of hesitation.

The purpose of the Cat's Eye Mission's trip is to ensure that Lord Sariel is still alive in the Far East, truly spending his growth months outside, and is in good health and has a sound personality.

During the mission's tortuous voyage, Cat's Eye senior executives wrote many drafts of cooperation negotiations with Fate. The plan was written version after version, and the content changed countless times, but there was always one core content that remained unchanged: the premise for all cooperation plans to be established is that the leader of the mission must see Lord Sariel alive with his own eyes.

Now, the Cat's Eye Mission has seen it.

No insects made any sound.

The chief of ceremonies standing at the head of the team, the senior ministers and the advisory group were fine. Among the advisory group there were insect tribes from the West District who were not of the moth species, so the insect tribe at the head of the team had a decent gaze.

However, the pure moth faction waiters in the middle and at the end of the team were not so normal.

All the moth-type waiters who accompanied the team this time were of the same height, an average of 191cm. Each of them faced the silver-haired minister on Fate's left, widened their dark pupils, and stared quietly.

Some of the waiters were blocked from view by their teammates in front of them, so they stood still in a straight military posture, but their heads tilted slightly to the side, staring at the white shadow in the direction of the teahouse. The further back the waiters were, the more horrible the tilt of their heads was, and some almost sprained their necks, but they didn't make a sound.

The silver-haired gentleman felt a little uncomfortable, pursed his lips, but did not say anything. Instead, he turned his head to look at the black-haired Fate.

At that moment, the gray-robed waiters in the group trembled slightly with their large feathers hanging behind their ears.

The first thing that was wrong with this holographic meeting happened at this very second.

The moth-type waiters of the Cat's Eye Mission dropped out in large numbers without any warning.

In the team, the holographic mimicry of the gray-robed waiter with black pupils, several guardians, and several members of the moth species negotiation team suddenly blurred, flickered, and dissipated into particles, so fast that the etiquette chief at the head of the team had no time to react.

In a blink of an eye, on the snow-lit mountain trail, only one-third of the Cat's Eye Mission's insects were still maintaining the holographic projection online.

The new chief of ceremonies standing at the head of the team:?

Wait, what happened? Why are the Moth Attendants, Moth Negotiation Advisors, Legal Advisors, Technology Advisors, and Military Advisors in my team all offline?

The gray-robed waiter 22 who was accompanying the team was offline, leaving only one etiquette officer with Lord Valentine. The other negotiation experts, technology consultants, legal consultants, and military consultants who were accompanying the team originally had a total of 40 people, but currently only four West District Zerg people who were not from the Templar sect's moth species are still online.

Non-denominational moth species West Side Insect Tribe Consultants:?

No, where is my team?

In the entire Cat's Eye Mission, only your two moth guardians are still in good order.

"Zheng——" The guardian's scaly wings made a sharp sound like a blade breaking through the air.

"What happened..." Valentine came back to his senses in shock, and in a blink of an eye, the surroundings suddenly became dark, and he and Fisher were squeezed together.

The guardians were frightened by the cat-eyed waiter's sudden disconnection and spread their wings wide, surrounded him and hid themselves tightly.

Fisher frowned subconsciously and stretched out his hand to block the guardian who came too close. The unique heat and bloody smell of the military female was faintly attached to his body. Even without the influence of hormones, Fisher felt very uncomfortable. "Excuse me, sir. Please be patient for a moment. Things have changed." The guardian who was sticking to Fisher Green closed his eyes, put his hands behind his back, and apologized in a low voice.

Valentine's face was still facing the direction of the forest hall. He stood on tiptoe, holding the scales of the guardians with his hands, and looked out from the gaps between the guardians' gray wings. "What's wrong? What's wrong! What happened! Let me see outside, Vernal!"

"Sir Valentine, forgive my rudeness. Things have changed. Please stand still and don't stand on tiptoe." The guardian standing behind Valentine gently pressed down on his shoulders and pulled the jumping Sir back into the tightly closed wings.

In an instant, two-thirds of the team led by the Cat's Eye disappeared.

All the dazed female insects in Cat's Eyes suddenly came back to their senses in shock. They stared at the Forest Hall angrily, and subconsciously avoided the white shadow with their fierce eyes.

The female Far Eastern soldiers also stepped forward to guard the distinguished guests in the hall. They stood in front of the main entrance of the hall, forming a human wall, with their scales half-opened and their expressions alert.

Before the semi-holographic meeting begins, the two sides exchange legal and technical teams for public inspection. All online members are prohibited from carrying weapons, knives, dangerous items, hormone nerve sensor patches, and holographic optical masks.

After the members come online, the holographic conference is in locked mode; that is, no new members from either party can join the meeting during the process.

The total number of members from both the Cat's Eye faction and the Fate faction who attended the meeting was 95. The number of members from the Cat's Eye faction was instantly reduced to less than half. According to the holographic settings, they could not add new members.

Cat Eyes was suddenly shocked and angry.

The tranquil night scene of the snow-capped mountains was suddenly filled with harsh shouts and warnings.

The cat-eye mission's expert advisory group said: "The Far East! This is not in the agreement we agreed upon beforehand!"

"According to the Robert Convention, forcing one party's security to go offline during a two-district meeting! Second-class crime! The matter involves the High Lord, and the punishment will be severe! The highest penalty is public beheading!"

"Restricting the freedom of movement of the Cat Eyes Supreme Commander and His Excellency at the same time is a direct declaration of war!"

"The Cat's Eye Mission has attracted the attention of the four regions. All faction leaders know that the High Lord will be accompanying the meeting. Far East faction, is this how you are wasting the goodwill of the Cat's Eye Court and the High Lord? Do you want to challenge the tolerance limit of the four regions?"

The Far East Army's female security team was surprised by the sudden disappearance of the nocturnal species: ???

"F**k!****! The holographic host module used to host this meeting is the latest model 7079 that was just released this year! What kind of crappy configuration did you guys use to mount the holographic neural chip?? You blame us for your own team's disconnection!?"

The Far East Army's female security group exploded directly!

"I also said that you nocturnal species suddenly disappeared because you deliberately turned invisible to assassinate our important insects!"

"Technology notarization network review, Far Eastern Army, Fourth Army Headquarters, Prisoner Star Headquarters, and Court Headquarters four-way network review! If you are sick, go get treatment! If you splash dirty water with conspiracy here, I will dig out your filth...!" A female Far Eastern Army thought of the high-ranking officials on the opposite side, and her mouth braked suddenly, "...I will break your scales and wings, believe it or not!"

"The chief shouldn't have allowed you to come in!"

"You just want to take this opportunity to frame Mr. Fate!"

The two sides cursed at each other and almost came to blows.

Suddenly, the Far East Army's female security group fell silent, and then the temporary negotiation team from the Cat's Eye group also fell silent.

"Vernalei." Valentine grabbed the arm of the guardian behind him and asked anxiously, "Why is there no sound again?" He turned to look at Fisher, "Fisher, how are you? Are you having trouble breathing?"

Fisher shook his head. "There are medical officers monitoring my health signs offline. I'm fine."

Guardian Vernalei said softly: "The gentleman from the Far East called a halt to this farce."

Valentine listened carefully, and when the quarreling stopped, he managed to hear a few words.

"..., after the science and technology inspection, there is only one situation where the holographic conference is offline." A mature voice that Valentine was unfamiliar with said, "The holographic neural patch is an expensive and precise part." The voice was in the middle tone, magnetic and elegant, and chuckled. It was neither kind nor malicious, but the words alone could make Chong feel ashamed, "Check the hormone changes and mental state of your offline members."

Valentine understood. Some of the Cat Eyes members had a surge in nerve reactions, burning the delicate parts of the holographic neural patch and forcing them to go offline.

This was an accident, not a conspiracy. Valentine breathed a sigh of relief, a little embarrassed, and a little puzzled: Didn't the cat-eyed waiter stop producing hormones pharmacologically? The consultants accompanying the team didn't have hormone-sensing chips, so why did they have a sudden change in their nervous reactions and were forced to disconnect?

Then, Valentin thought again, I don't know why, although Fate and Teacher Gobelier's voices are completely different, they give me a similar feeling. Like a cloud, light, faint and intangible.

"Perhaps this is your misunderstanding." Valentine heard the new etiquette chief say indifferently, "Since the establishment of Cat's Eye, all waiters have strictly enforced the etiquette ban. Cat's Eye waiters and moth species will never make mistakes due to physiological hormones."

"That's great." Fate's voice fell, and two rounds of applause rang out. "Then I will regard it as a technological error."

The applause died down, and the world outside the Guardian's Scale Wings was quiet for another two seconds. Valentine heard Fate sigh again, and said in a tone that was neither cold nor enthusiastic, "This is a mistake that really troubles the bug. You and your colleagues will cause trouble for the bug as always."

Chief of Ceremonies West laughed coldly, "I hope it's just a mistake."

"Your words may make you feel uneasy, Mr. Master of Ceremonies," Fate said in a slower tone, "young man."

“Ding Ding.”

Valentine heard the sound of gold hitting porcelain twice again. He was familiar with it. It was the sound of a spoon tapping a teacup. The little ministers with cat eyes were restless before class, so the etiquette teacher used to tap the teacup with a spoon, making a soothing sound.

Etiquette teachers would say: Sit quietly, obedient children can have a teaspoon of red honey soaked citrus water, or a small cup of sparkling water with a crisp taste after class, okay?

"Soldiers, adjust the formation, keep 28 guards, and the rest go offline and wait." Fate said, "Leave the positions empty so that the distinguished guests who have come from afar can breathe some fresh air."

"yes."

Valentine heard the orderly voice of command. At the same moment, the guardian beside him moved. He immediately grabbed the guardian's wings and looked out.

The Far East Army females in the Forest Hall are really like the Cat's Eye Mission! The holographic projections of some soldiers flickered and disintegrated into particles, and the guards in the Forest Hall were reduced by two-thirds in an instant!

The membership of both parties was rebalanced.

Whether Fate was being polite or doing it for the sake of a smooth meeting, at this moment Valentine began to have a better impression of this black-haired sub-female who was famous for her cunning and indifference.

At the same time, a strange feeling welled up in his heart. This sub-female... According to the previous conversation and what Teacher Gobelier said, Fate was most likely his biological relative.

What kind of relationship could it be? A cousin? Or a cousin? Or... maybe a brother who is older than me?

Valentine tried to stand on tiptoe to look outside. "Damn..." he murmured, and the white shadow was blocked by a tall female soldier.

"That gentleman...is pretty nice, right?" Fisher suddenly said to Valentine.

Valentine nodded, "I feel more at ease knowing that the members are balanced."

"Your kindness shines brightly. I think this meeting will go smoothly." As soon as the new master of ceremonies finished speaking, the guardians surrounding Valentine and Fisher retracted their wings.

At the same time, the few remaining members of the negotiating team temporarily served as waiters for Your Excellencies. Although these members of the negotiating team were not old-school moths, they grew up in the West District. They skillfully stood in their guard positions and greeted Your Excellencies and the Chief of Ceremonies as they ascended the Forest Hall.

The tea pavilion in the forest is small in the distance and large in the near distance. The large area inside the pavilion can accommodate a long oval table.

The seats had already been allocated, with the Far East group on the left and the empty seats on the right reserved for the Cat's Eye Mission.

As soon as the Cat's Eyes delegation arrived at the main hall, Fate and the silver-haired gentleman standing on the left also took their seats.

The members of the delegation were very well-behaved. When they arrived at the tea pavilion, they did not immediately take their seats. Instead, they stood on both sides, bowed their heads and respectfully allowed the ministers and the chief of etiquette to pass first and choose the main seat.

"Tsk." On the left side of the long table, a female soldier sneered in a half-smile.

Fisher and Valentine walked side by side through the passage formed by the moths. Fisher's eyelashes drooped, and there was a hint of coldness at the corners of her cobalt blue eyes.

But, in fact, he was reciting the key points of the love at first sight story that his brother had told him: focus on the man's eyes, the eye contact time should be long, more than 5 seconds, the eyes should follow the man's every move, pretend not to listen, and must wait until the waiter or Valentine calls more than three times before coming back to his senses. After coming back to his senses, the eyes should immediately start to flash, and you can hold your breath and ears red appropriately... "Fisher, look up, to the left." Valentine gently pulled the corner of Fisher's clothes.

Fisher raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the voice, "What's wrong? Wah..." He stopped walking and the words he was muttering in his heart also stopped.

"Your Excellency."

"Mr. Green?" The guardian following behind Fisher asked softly, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No." Fisher took a deep breath, turned his eyes away, and moved his gaze to the military woman standing behind the White Shadow. The military woman was very special, tall and strong, but with a baby face.

The baby-faced military woman was very sensitive to eye contact. Fisher just looked at him for a moment, and the baby-faced military woman immediately frowned and glanced over. Fisher's eyes met with the military woman's, and the military woman's eyes did not change at all. She glanced at him and then looked away.

Fisher looked further to the left along the position of the baby-faced female soldiers. There were more than ten female soldiers, ten of whom stood behind the silver-haired minister, with their heads lowered and their eyes closed, their military postures straight. The remaining female soldiers and non-female negotiators stood behind the black-haired sub-female, staring at the cat-eyed etiquette chief West and the negotiating team with a fierce look.

Fisher's gaze paused for a few seconds again, resting on the red-haired female insect next to Mr. Fate.

The red-haired female insect seemed to have grown taller, her posture as straight as that of a military female, and her demeanor more normal than the fierce and cold military female. He raised his chin slightly, his expression cold, with a bit of arrogance that came from looking down on insects with his chin.

Grid Wynne was dressed in a formal black suit, a silver tie, and a red rose brooch on his left chest that matched his hair color.

He was not as sharp as the baby-faced military henchman, but he also looked in Fisher's direction a few seconds later.

Grid looked at Fisher with a cold expression for more than a second, and suddenly winked at Fisher playfully, so quickly that it almost seemed like an illusion. His expression and eyes naturally retracted, and he turned back into the arrogant look of the Capital Alliance Zerg Clan.

Fisher clenched his fingers gently.

Both parties sat down quickly.

"Good night, distinguished guest of Cat's Eyes." The black-haired female holographic projection smiled, and then he looked at each of the West District Zerg at the opposite table one by one, tapped his chin, and said calmly, "Good night, respected sir, consultant."

"Good night, the famous Fate." Cat-eyed etiquette chief West had a pair of dark eyes, and he did not smile. His line of sight passed from the face of the black-haired sub-female to the silver-haired male insect next to him, and he paused for a few seconds, then slowly looked up from the male insect's chin, like a feather brushing against a dusty portrait, carefully and meticulously. Finally, etiquette chief West looked into the pair of silver pupils, and said calmly: "Good night, Your Excellency." As if it was a mistake, or an illusion, etiquette chief West paused for an imperceptible moment between the word "Your Excellency," "Sariel."

"Good night, sir." Shi Cunjin felt strange again, and he was familiar with this strange feeling! The last person who gave him this feeling was... Shi Cunjin controlled his gaze to slide away from the etiquette chief naturally, looking at Valentine who kept looking at him, and gave Valentine a polite smile, and his gaze naturally went to the silver-haired waiter behind Valentine.

But before Shi Cunjin could think for another second, the system's voice suddenly rang in his mind: "Uh, Teacher Shi, I don't know if it's my illusion. Why do I feel that Fisher Green has been staring at me, uh, staring at black-haired Fate? Teacher Shi, do you want to say something? It's so strange, why is Fisher Green holding his breath? Wow, his ears are starting to turn red!"

Shi Cunjin: ...

Shi Cunjin immediately looked to the right of Valentine, but he still only saw Fisher for a second! Valentine suddenly leaned forward, blocking Shi Cunjin's sight, and showed Shi Cunjin a six-toothed shining smile: "Good night, Sariel, I am Valentine Feng, you can call me Valentine!"

Sariel Shi: "...Hello, Valentine, I'm Sariel..." Shi Cunjin suddenly had an idea. He imitated the new etiquette master's deliberate sentence interruption and said softly: "Destiny Sariel. You can call me Destiny."

It was at this moment. The new etiquette chief West turned his head with an indifferent expression, and the silver-haired etiquette officer standing behind Valentine raised his eyes. They looked at Shi Cunjin at the same time.

Shi Cunjin: ...

The second thing that was wrong tonight.

He felt the same palpitations in two different Zerg species.

"System, start a new topic." Shi Cunjin gave the order in his mind.

Next second.

"Okay, enough of this small talk. Master of Etiquette, let's talk about our previous agreement." Black-haired Fate smiled.

Chief of Ceremonies West nodded, "Of course, we will clear the name of the Far East as promised."

Black-haired Fate: "Wrong. Clearing the name of Anushka Cash and anchor Fate from the Far East is the price of not reviewing some of your fleets. Master of Ceremonies, you and I both know that the prerequisites for the successful cooperation between the Far East and Cat's Eye have been met, so don't be ambiguous, okay?"

Black-haired Fate greeted the gentle smile and said, "I want to talk about the 1980 case in the agreement. Do you need me to remind you of the details of the agreement?"

The friendly atmosphere at the conference table dissolved instantly.

The negotiating consultants of the Cat's Eye faction had no idea that Fate would start the conversation by smilingly referring directly to the murder that happened 20 years ago!

Valentine and Fisher, who were sitting nearby, were also shocked by the sharp attitude of the black-haired sub-female. Valentine sat up straight almost immediately and stopped blinking at Sariel beside Fate.

Fisher looked away, clenched his fingers on his knees, and began to breathe in a regular rhythm of 12121. ... A fierce female.

…

At the same time, the Cat's Eye Mission was in an offline meeting room.

"Why did the guards and waiters and etiquette officers suddenly go offline!?"

The Cat's Eye Mission's guards urgently controlled more than fifty offline moth guards and scholars.

The medical team immediately went forward to treat them. The medical officers first observed that the pupils of the moth guards and the negotiators' legal advisors had dilated black spots and turned completely bestial. Then, the negotiators who had been disconnected showed a state of confusion and hunger. They opened their mouths and took deep breaths, as if they were looking for a source of water in the air.

Medical officers tested the body temperature of the moths that had fallen off the line. They had hot flashes all over their bodies, and the blood veins in their arms, thighs, and necks were dilated, but their body temperatures did not actually reach the high fever level of the heat cycle.

The body temperature of this batch of moths is more like that of a group of moths that have just finished warming up before a battle and are ready to go to the battlefield at any time.

It was like a fever attack, and also like the aesthesia caused by blood-control inhibitors after post-war mental excitement. The strange thing was that these moth-species waiters who suddenly lost consciousness and returned to reality were not manic.

They were restrained by the security with electric restraints. They did not resist at all, but just stared with a pair of empty black eyes like beasts, their straight noses arched, and they sniffed the air in confusion, occasionally opening their mouths and sticking out their tongues, as if they wanted to suck out thirst-quenching nectar from the air.

"It's in the open. Didn't they get injections of cybernetics this month?" "How is that possible? This group of waiters followed the A-level minister to the meeting and got three times the usual amount of cybernetics! They didn't even get hormone chips when they entered the holographic system!" The delegation's guards were very dissatisfied with the state of these guardians and were discussing their punishment in a low voice.

The captains of the escort team urgently contacted the Chief of Ceremonies and His Excellency in the holographic conference, and the four moth species deployed on the deck and under the ship put the Far East military ship on full alert. Messages of accusation rushed to the Far East Headquarters and the military port outpost like sharp swords.

The offline meeting room of the diplomatic corps was in chaos for only ten seconds, and everything quickly returned to normal.

"It's not the heat period." A moth species medical officer frowned and took off the empty hormone control needle from the arm of a dazed guardian.

The unconscious guardian's hands and feet were tied, and he fell to the ground. He put his head on the ground, rubbing his forehead against the carpet like a young animal rubbing its belly. The hormone control factor did not alleviate the inexplicable state of the unconscious guardians.

Another medical officer came over with a recording intelligent computer ring and took photos of the sick moth servants one by one. He said, "Their conditions must be reported back to Cat's Eye. We need to compare them with the historical database of the Medical City to find similar causes and prescribe the right medicine."

The medical captain: "Go ahead, send another message to call a meeting with the chief doctors of Cat's Eye Medical City. Find out the cause as soon as possible. We can't delay. Mr. Valentine and Mr. Fisher are still online. Far East and Cat's Eye will not just hold this one holographic meeting."

"yes!"

The secretary in charge of contacting the chief of protocol and Far East diplomacy came back and said to the captains of the guard team: "The holographic conference is currently normal, and two-thirds of the security forces in the Far East have also been offline."

The captain of the escort team pondered for a moment, and finally said to the medical team: "Pass the news of these moth guards and waiters and etiquette officers to the main ship's guardians. Perhaps His Excellency Lockheed's guardians have seen similar sudden illnesses."

"Mr. Roxy is already in the midst of his decline. This kind of sudden disconnection of the holographic accident must not happen to Mr. Roxy."

"Okay." The medical team took action.

…

21:20 at night.

far east headquarters.

"The guards behind Fate logged out midway? The core of their execution command is to protect Fate and Lord Sariel. What happened? Is Cat's Eye developing virus technology?" Anushka had just walked out of the holographic conference of the Ten Armies. Five minutes later, he had a meeting with the Wanderers and the Capital Alliance interstellar forces.

The adjutant quickly reported the whole incident.

After hearing this, Anushka's eyes darkened: "What generation are the holographic chips worn by those moths? How can the chips short-circuit? Didn't the port customs already give them... Heh." Anushka realized something and sneered: "The moths didn't wear the holographic chips provided by the Far East District, but wore the ones brought from the West District, right?"

"Yes. During the technology inspection, the moth species discovered that the holographic chip provided by the Far East District has a facial micro-interference function. The facial micro-interference function will affect the wearer's retinal nerves, making it impossible for the wearer to remember faces stably. The deployed guards brought by Mr. Fate all wear this interference chip to show respect for your personal privacy."

Adjutant William hesitated for a few seconds, "But Cat's Eye should not have used our interference chip. Maybe... maybe it is because the holographic host kit is specially designed to be used with this kind of interference chip, and the holographic chip technology in the West District is not fully compatible, so there was a malfunction, causing some of the Cat's Eye guards to go offline."

"Mr. Fate took the overall situation into consideration and was worried that Mr. Cat's Eyes would become nervous because of the unequal guards on both sides of the meeting, so he asked some of the guards to log out first to ensure that the meeting could be held normally."

“…”

Adjutant William's scalp was tingling and goosebumps were popping up on his back. He heard the commander take a deep, deep breath.

"Got it." Anushka said without any emotion. "Got it. You continue to pay attention to the meeting with Fate. Pay attention to the whole process. If anything happens, execute the support instructions and notify me immediately."

"Yes, Chief."