Gu Yumian felt very happy at this moment.
This is how the weekend should be spent: go out to eat as a family, and then go somewhere for an outing...
However, the only flaw was that when the meal was about to end and Gu Yumian was thinking about where to take the little snow leopard and the baby panda to play, suddenly a message beeped from the light brain.
【Shuo Han: Do me a favor. 】
Gu Yumian: “?”
Last time, because the other party sent the little snow leopard to the Galaxy Building, Gu Yumian had saved Mr. Shuo’s Star Network communication account, but this was the first time they contacted each other.
Little Tangyuan was holding a crystal shrimp dumpling in his paws and gnawing on it, staring blankly at Gu Yumian. The little snow leopard was lazily dozing off on his shoulder.
Since the other party sent a text message, it seems that it is not convenient to call or video chat. Gu Yumian thought about it and replied:
Gu Yumian: Excuse me, where are you? What's going on?
Although he was puzzled as to why Shuo Han chose to ask for his help, as they didn't seem to know each other well, Shuo Han had helped him twice before, and it was only natural that Gu Yumian should help him.
About a minute and a half later, there was another reply:
[Under the Southern Cross in Area C, urgent matter.]
Gu Yumian: "..."
Well, it seems that it is something that cannot be explained in a few words.
But District A is too far away. He lives in District D and now has his meal in District A. Districts D and A are the closest to each other, and they are separated from District C by the entire large District B, which almost spans most of the downtown area.
Besides, he had another question.
[Gu Yumian: Is this dangerous? ]
This determined whether he should take the children with him.
Leaving the little snow leopard and panda cub alone at home for too long—even with the security system—was still a concern for Gu Yumian. If it was just something like borrowing some money to fix a tire, it wouldn't be a big deal to bring them along. It was just perfect for exploring Area C.
But the other party's reply was contrary to what Gu Yumian expected.
【Shuo Han: Dangerous.】
A scene of a group fight between several young Shamatte people suddenly appeared in Gu Yumian's mind. He tried very hard to get rid of the image that was too inconsistent with Shuo Han's temperament.
Since it is dangerous, let’s send the children home and try to resolve the issue quickly.
An hour and a half later.
Gu Yumian first sent the little snow leopard and the baby panda home, set up the security system, and then took the hovercraft to Area C. This was also his first time encountering a traffic jam in the interstellar era - it was the peak travel season on weekends, and Area C was the most prosperous area in the downtown area, so the public hovercraft had limited traffic.
It should have taken 20 minutes to arrive, but it took an hour.
Sitting on the hovercraft with nothing to do, Gu Yumian opened the news software and started reading the news. This was his way of absorbing information of this era.
[A popular superstar is seriously ill and bedridden. What's the reason? ]
...It's about the Twenty-Four Pots. Gu and Mian know everything about it. The title here also has the style of the UC News Department.
The price of natural ingredients will rise.
[From the Chief Secretary's announcement that His Majesty will stay in the Lower City for three months, let's look at the development of the Lower City on the Capital Planet over the next ten years.]
Your Majesty? Downtown?
Gu Yumian then remembered that although he had lived in this constitutional monarchy for so long, he still knew very little about its superstructure. Gu Yumian opened the Star Network to search.
Surprisingly, no photos of this monarch could be found on the Internet, and there were only a few official documents, not even his name.
Hall IV, awakened at age twenty, and graduated from the Capital's First Military Academy at eighteen. His psychic rating is SSS (the highest known).
"Awakened at twenty and graduated at eighteen?" Gu Yumian was a little confused. "You didn't awaken before graduation?"
The average awakening age for interstellar residents seems to be fifteen years old, and twenty years old is the latest awakening age. If they fail to awaken after the age of eighteen, they will generally be judged as "very difficult to awaken."
Gu Yumian looked up some other information and found that the first thirty years of the life of this emperor, who was respected and feared by countless people, were not easy for a single year.
He had a displaced childhood, suffered hardships in his youth, succeeded to the throne with the criticism of "patricide", fought on the front lines for seven years, and after returning victorious, faced the various major forces that were eyeing the capital star covetously.
The only photo that can be found online is a photo of his back.
The tall and slender monarch has his back to the camera, surrounded by cheering people holding bouquets of flowers and ministers bowing in greeting. Behind him follow ceremonial officers and church officials in the distance, and everyone looks happy.
Only the person in the center of the photo is completely disconnected from the surrounding atmosphere.
Everyone is colorful, only he is completely gray.
The man, dressed in a straight military uniform and a royal cloak, arrogantly and alone, climbed the stairs step by step to the highest throne.
“…”
Gu Yumian checked the photo's information. It was taken in the year 232 of the New Star Calendar. The century-long war with the Zerg had been ended by this young monarch. He had returned to the capital planet from the borderlands, and this was a welcome ceremony. No wonder the people seemed so happy; peace had arrived, and of course they were happy.
Looking at this photo, Gu Yumian felt shocked, and besides being shocked, he also felt an inexplicable bitterness.
Perhaps the loneliness expressed in the photo resonated with my inner self.
Just as Gu Yumian was about to look further down, the sound of the hovercraft arriving at its destination rang out, forcing him to put away his computer and disembark. The Southern Cross is a sculpture in the plaza of the largest commercial district in Area C.
The capital planet was truly bustling; at least he had never seen such a crowded scene on the streets of Tucker. With the advancement of online holographic technology, Gu Yumian had expected the streets to be deserted, but that wasn't the case.
Gu Yumian was initially worried that he wouldn't be able to find anyone, but this was completely unnecessary, because...
Shuo Han really stood out in the crowd.
He wasn't wearing his military uniform today, but a street-style pullover sweatshirt and overalls. The tall, long-legged Shuohan man, wearing a pair of Martin boots, had one hand in his pocket, a lollipop in his mouth, and was waiting for someone.
That face alone was eye-catching enough, not to mention his lazy yet imposing aura. Despite the dense crowd, no living creature passed within a three-meter radius of him. From time to time, people would glance in surprise, many of them women, but no one dared to approach and ask for his contact information.
Just as Gu Yumian walked into the square, Shuo Han suddenly raised his eyes and looked at him across the crowd and a considerable distance.
Those gray-blue eyes were lazily filled with a layer of hostility and gloom. The second he raised his eyelids, some sunlight fell in, and suddenly the gloom dissipated.
Gu Yumian was stunned.
——The other party is looking forward to seeing him. This thought inexplicably emerged in Gu Yumian's mind.
Shuo Han watched Gu Yumian approach intently.
"Mr. Shuo." Gu Yumian walked up to him and coughed lightly. "Are you okay? What's the urgent matter?"
The man lowered his eyelids, stared at him for a while, and suddenly stretched out his right hand with his five fingers slightly spread out and his palm facing up.
Gu Yumian: “?”
He thought this was a greeting and a handshake, but the posture was not right, right?
Gu Yumian hesitated to extend his hand due to his years of polite habits as a corporate slave.
When he was about to put his palm together with the man's, Shuo Han took the initiative to hold it, interlocked his fingers with Gu Yumian without saying anything, and then exerted force to pull Gu Yumian towards him.
When Gu Yumian got closer, he finally discovered that Shuo Han's face was a little too pale and his brows were slightly furrowed.
"pain."
His voice was low and a little hoarse, as it rang in Gu Yumian's ears:
"…Pick me up."
Before Gu Yumian could react to what was happening, the next second, the man's tall and strong body collapsed without any warning.
The scent of cedar mixed with a very light tobacco came over him, and there was also a slightly strong smell of alcohol that penetrated his nose. Gu Yumian quickly held him back.
Shuohan was taller than Gu Yumian and had a larger frame, so it was difficult for Gu Yumian to support him. From a distance, it looked like Shuohan was holding Gu Yumian in his arms, whispering something intimately in his ear, like a pair of lovers unable to control themselves.
The gazes of passersby suddenly became ambiguous.
...This made Gu Yumian very embarrassed.
Gu Yumian: "...Mr. Shuo? Mr. Shuo? Shuo Han?"
No one answered him. Shuo Han, who had just been standing there waiting for him, was now unconscious.
An hour later.
A private hospital in Area C.
After listening to the doctor's explanation, Gu Yumian finally understood the whole story. The doctor said Shuo Han was suffering from the aftereffects of a mild alcohol intoxication, including sudden stiffness and unconsciousness.
Different species react differently to alcohol, so theoretically anything is possible.
Shuohan's ID card said he was 25 years old. Excessive drinking was illegal for people under 30, and young people considered alcoholism a shameful thing - no wonder Shuohan waited for him instead of seeking help from other friends, subordinates or even the police doctor.
"Feel sorry."
Shuo Han pursed his lips slightly and rubbed his eyebrows with one hand, as if he was annoyed by his previous loss of composure.
Gu Yumian shook his head. Seeing this tall, long-legged man curled up on the small hospital bed, his tiredness and exhaustion disappeared, leaving him feeling helpless and a bit ridiculous.
Twenty-five, in interstellar terms, is just a child barely reaching adulthood. When I first met Shuo Han, I did think he had a very powerful aura, but the more I interacted with him, the more I felt that wasn't the case.
Maybe he is just a rich second-generation who is in his rebellious period and behaves a little abnormally. There is no shortage of powerful families in the capital star, so the attitude of the principal and others last time makes sense.
"It's okay. Just be careful in the future. Don't do anything too dangerous. And be careful when making friends."
Many young people go astray because they make bad friends.
Gu Yumian thought for a moment and said, "Oh right, I'll go get you some food, wait a minute—"
Shuo Han suddenly grabbed his wrist.
His skin was very cold, like a piece of ice when touched, but his broad and slender hand held Gu Yumian's entire wrist in his palm without any explanation.
He raised his head to look at Gu Yumian and asked, "How can we be cautious in making friends?"
Gu Yumian: "..."
Gu Yumian thought for a moment: "When choosing friends, be more careful, choose the good ones, and also..."
Shuo Han looked at him seriously.
The golden-red light of dusk shone into the ward, falling into the man's pupils. He stared at Gu Yumian, as if listening to him intently, his eyebrows slightly raised, and his eyes could be called indulgent.
As Gu Yumian's speech neared its end, Shuo Han, who had been silent the entire time, finally spoke:
"Can you be my friend?"
Gu Yumian didn't react for a moment: "What?"
Shuo Han stared at him with his eyelids slightly lowered, repeating carefully, word for word:
"Can you be mine?"
The evening breeze blew up the white curtains, and the bouquet of flowers on the bedside swayed slightly in the wind.
Gu Yumian was stunned.
“…”
The question should be, can I be his friend? Why did they omit the word "friend"? It sounds so strange.
"Of course I can be your friend." Gu Yumian smiled, "Okay, I'll go buy you something to eat."
Shuo Han didn't seem very satisfied.
He looked at Gu Yumian for a while, pursed his lips, and nodded.
Gu Yumian walked out of the ward. For some reason, he felt a doubt in his mind. He turned on the surveillance camera at home to see what Little Snow Leopard and Little Tangyuan were doing.
——The little snow leopard was curled up on the pillow that Gu Yumian often lay on and was sleeping, while the baby panda was holding a bottle of milk and playing with the small household robot, glancing at the door from time to time with a bit of anxiety.
Only then did Gu Yumian's heart calm down.
Thanks to the advanced interstellar medical technology, even a seemingly serious symptom could be cured with just an hour or two of sleep in the treatment cabin. Gu Yumian hurried back home before six o'clock, and he also had something in his hand. It was a gift from Shuo Han, thanking him for coming to help today.
Gu Yumian saw that it didn’t seem to be something very valuable, so he accepted it.
At six o'clock sharp, Gu Yumian returned home.
"Hmm," Gu Yumian stood in the bathroom, holding the thing Shuo Han had given him and gesturing in front of the mirror, "Tuantuan, what do you think this is?"
The little snow leopard lay on his shoulder, yawned sleepily, and glanced in the mirror. The baby panda slowly moved in, stretched out its paws to hug Gu Yumian's calf, and made a little whimpering sound, asking for a hug.
Gu Yumian quickly picked up the chubby panda baby, touched its head, and placed it in the baby cradle that was prepared in every room of the house, and continued to look at it in the mirror.
"It looks like a tattoo to me," Gu Yumian murmured. "Why does it look a bit non-mainstream?"
What Shuo Han gave him was a transparent, hard object with a pattern printed on it... It was exactly the same as the tattoo stickers from ancient Earth. Gu Yumian felt a little helpless. Is this the fixed process for rebellious boys to make friends?
The pattern is quite pretty, in the shape of roses and swords, giving people a feeling of complexity, nobility and a bit of arrogance.
Little Snow Leopard: “…”
Tattoo stickers?!
The panda cub held Gu Yumian's hand and curiously examined the piece of paper. The snow leopard cub, which had been almost asleep, opened its eyes and sat down solemnly on Gu Yumian's shoulder, nudging his head with its paw to express its displeasure.
Every monarch has his own personal emblem, which is never given to anyone else and is only given once in a lifetime. This is how Finnick reminded him last time.
Gu Yumian actually said it was a tattoo sticker? How ridiculous.
The more Gu Yumian looked at it, the more it looked like a tattoo. He couldn't think of any other possibility. He searched online but couldn't find any relevant information.
"Since it's a tattoo, I'll just... put it anywhere," Gu Yumian gestured. "Don't make it too obvious. I'm already so old, where do you think I should put it?"
He drew a line on the pattern with his index finger, and the next second, a faint fluorescent blue light appeared on the pattern, and it actually floated up from the transparent sheet!
Gu Yumian and the panda baby: “!”
Is this some kind of advanced virtual projection? Why is a tattoo so hardcore?
The man and the panda stared blankly at the "tattoo sticker" in the same motion. The little snow leopard glanced down at Gu Yumian condescendingly and stretched out its claws to press the pattern in the air. Gu Yumian was afraid that it would fall and quickly hugged it.
Unexpectedly, the little snow leopard actually pushed the pattern. Its little paw unexpectedly twisted, and the pattern settled on Gu Yumian's collarbone.
Little Snow Leopard: “…”
Gu Yumian: "..."
The roses and swords with intricate patterns were a dark red. Gu Yumian's skin was white, with faintly visible light blue veins, and her collarbone was distinct and beautiful. Just looking at them gave off an inexplicable aura and beauty.
Gu Yumian felt a little hot on his collarbone, as if something subtle was injected into his blood vessels and spread to his brain, but it was not strong, so he ignored it.
As the little snow leopard watched, it suddenly drooped its eyelids and the tips of its ears felt slightly hot.
Gu Yumian looked at him for a long while and nodded reluctantly: "Not bad."
Just a little bit feminine.
He pulled up the collar of his shirt to cover the pattern, and walked out of the bathroom holding the little snow leopard who seemed to be distracted and the baby panda who was always cheerful.
Seven o'clock that evening.
Before Gu Yumian started the live broadcast, he received a text message.
[Hello, the account ending in 4365 has chosen to unconditionally transfer ownership of 'Elbet Restaurant' to you. Please advise...]
Gu Yumian didn't even finish reading the message before clicking close. Was it a scam?! Who would give away a restaurant worth hundreds of millions of yuan for no reason? He was so busy with his livestream and cooking that he didn't give it much thought.
"How long will it take for the first round of the rookie competition to end... a week?" Gu Yumian calculated, "That's too long."
He prepared everything he needed for the evening live broadcast, held his baby at home, and checked the backstage before going live. Unexpectedly, he received a text message from the official just after going online.
[Starry Sky Platform Newcomer Competition Team V: Hello, Mr. Gu Yumian. Due to your exceptional performance in the first round of the Newcomer Competition, if your popularity today can once again enter the top ten of the platform's daily popularity rankings, you will have the opportunity to advance directly to the next round.]
Gu Yumian's presence had severely impacted the balance of the competition. Although the second-place team had tried various methods to boost popularity, including raffles, the gap widened again after Gu Yumian suddenly went live at noon.
This really dampened the enthusiasm of other anchors. The second anchor was about to become withdrawn and start to slack off.
After discussing for a while, we came up with the idea of direct promotion.
Gu Yumian: "..." Okay, that's fine. However, this direct promotion condition is not so easy to achieve - it's not so easy to get into the top ten of the entire station that day. Gu Yumian always felt that he relied on luck the first two times.
He checked his overall popularity today and was shocked. He'd only been live streaming for less than an hour at noon today, and hadn't really checked the data at the time... How could it be so high? The average number of people online was five million, which meant that by the end of the day, the number of people should have soared to eight or nine million.
Every additional 10 million viewers is a hurdle for the anchor.
By the end of yesterday's livestream, Gu Yumian had already surpassed the tens of millions mark, entering the top ten of the day, but that was only three or four hours after the broadcast began. It wasn't as exaggerated as approaching tens of millions during the first hour of blackout.
Gu Yumian couldn't help but be amazed, thanks to the terrifying traffic on Capital Star.
At seven o'clock in the evening, Gu Yumian prepared everything and started the live broadcast again:
"Hello everyone, I am the host Gu Yumian."
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