Jian Luo looked at the person in the pop-up window in front of him. He listened to his words and, for some reason, could hear a hint of Northeastern dialect in his voice. However, facing this person, he was still very cautious: "Do you want to talk to me?"
"Do you know who I am?" the masked man asked him, "Is there anyone who hasn't heard of my name?"
Jian Luo was silent, and stretched out the ending tone a little: "Oh, you are..."
The masked man was delighted: "You've heard of it."
"No."
“…”
Jian Luo sat cross-legged on the sofa, looking at the masked man leisurely: "What on earth do you want to talk to me about?"
The masked man had no interest in Jian Luo at first.
But soon, he found that this human was very interesting. Some people would scream like ghosts when they saw them. Although Jian Luo was obviously scared as well, he could still pretend to be calm. Even when he was scared to death, he still had time to tell jokes.
Good job, man, got his attention.
The masked man had to start his self-introduction, which he hadn't done in a long time: "I am the interstellar pirate Silver Grey."
Jian Luo stared at him quietly. There was a moment of silence in the air. Yin Hui waited calmly for Jian Luo's reaction, but ended up waiting in vain.
quite a while
Jian Luo opened his mouth and asked: "And then?"
“…”
Yinhui frowned, and he looked at Jian Luo as if he was looking at a fool.
Finally, SilverAsh asked, "Aren't you afraid?"
Jian Luo scratched his head and sighed, "What's the point of being afraid? If you had a way to deal with me, you wouldn't just use this video call to contact me. The fact that you're still here means you can't do anything to me, doesn't it?"
This time it was SilverAsh who remained silent.
The interstellar pirate looked at Jian Luo and the somewhat weak human opposite him. He was silent for a few moments before he burst into laughter: "This little thing is quite interesting."
Jian Luo looked at him quietly and smiled.
The masked man seemed to glance at Jian Luo's back and said, "Your man has seized the goods I was transporting. I have to get something back."
Jian Luo choked: "Crayfish?"
Masked man: "He even told you this. It seems you are more than just his pet."
“…”
Not really.
It’s just because I was the first one to eat that crayfish.
Jian Luo hesitated for a long time but finally didn't tell him the truth, for fear that the Silver Gray Pirate might want to tear him apart if he knew the truth.
Silver Gray glanced up and down at Jian Luo and was about to speak when someone seemed to come up behind him. Jian Luo didn't hear what they said. After a few words, Silver Gray turned around. He looked at Jian Luo and sneered, "Your man is really a vicious person."
Jian Luo:?
Before he could say anything, the signal on the communication page suddenly became unstable, and then, a voice came from the other side -
"Bang!"
After a loud bang, the sound of a door collapsing seemed to come from the other side. The sound was so loud that even Jian Luo, who was on the other side of the video, was stunned and his heart trembled.
Then, familiar footsteps were heard from the other end of the video.
Jian Luo's heart unconsciously began to rise. He had a faint guess in his heart. As the footsteps got closer, the answer was almost about to come out.
However, he did not see the person he wanted to see on camera. Just when Jian Luo was about to give up, he heard a familiar voice the next second: "Jian Luo."
Jian Luo was stunned: "Huh?"
"Take off the message bracelet and turn it off." Lu Shifeng said, "Go back to bed and rest."
"……oh."
The next second, the entire screen was turned off.
Jian Luo looked at the live broadcast page that had returned to normal but did not take any immediate action. He wanted to keep this page and see if someone came to find him later to see if he could find some clues.
The sound insulation of this room is actually very good, but the battle outside may be even more intense. Jian Luo took off the information bracelet, walked to the window beside him, opened the curtains and looked outside, and was shocked by the scene outside.
The vast universe theme is black.
Their warship was in a golden vortex, and around it were the secondary ships. A total of ten secondary ships surrounded the main ship, presenting a protective posture.
Not far away, rows of silver warships formed a circle. They surrounded the enemy in rows, and there was a battle of arms in the air. The battle was extremely fierce.
Jian Luo lowered the curtain with some worry.
There were bursts of artillery fire outside. He sat down on the edge of the bed, wondering about the battle situation and whether anyone would be injured.
"drop"
Someone else sent a message.
Jian Luo quickly clicked on it. The message came from an unknown number. The short four words revealed a hint of murderous intent: [See you later]
Jian Luo looked at these four words and felt an inexplicable chill on his back.
While he was still staring, the entire text message suddenly disappeared from his address book, as if it had never appeared.
“…”
Who is this person?
Jian Luo sighed deeply and tried to find something to do. He found the medical book he got from the priest in the cabinet beside the bed.
It records the appearance of various Chinese herbal medicines and various medical cases.
In fact, the Dark Star people don’t get sick very often, so there’s no point in looking at this, but Jian Luo is very interested in medicinal food, and he himself likes cooking. If he can cook and treat people’s diseases at the same time, it would really be the best of both worlds.
Jian Luo was flipping through the book, taking notes and studying at the same time, and finally fell asleep to the sound of gunfire outside the warship.
"Dong Dong Dong"
I don’t know how long it was before there was a knock on the door.
Jian Luo woke up from his sleep, he sat up, looked outside, and said hesitantly: "Who?"
A gentle male voice came from outside: "Hello, Mr. Jian, I am the Marshal's adjutant. We have met once before. The previous battle has come to an end, and the Marshal is already arranging post-war matters. I am here to bring you food."
Jian Luo was a little hesitant.
He remembered what Secretary Jin and Lu Shifeng had told him: don't leave the room, don't leave here.
What if the person outside is not the adjutant but a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain?
Thinking of this, he felt that he should be more cautious. Jian Luo walked to the front of the table, found his information terminal bracelet, and sent a message to Lu Shifeng: "Is it over?"
After a long time, there was no reply from the other side.
Jian Luo frowned and sent a message to Secretary Jin: "Secretary Jin, I'd like to ask, is it over on your end?"
Secretary Jin replied after a while, "It's over. What's wrong, Luoluo? I remember the marshal asked his adjutant to bring you food."
Jian Luo was relieved: "Okay, it's okay."
He felt relieved only after confirming it.
Jian Luo walked to the door and opened it. The adjutant outside stood straight with a dining table behind him. Seeing Jian Luo, he bowed politely and said, "I'll bring you food."
Jian Luo nodded: "Please come in."
He made room to let his adjutant in.
The car was pushed in, and the food inside included chicken soup and other supplements.
Jian Luo sat on the sofa, still a little worried: "How are the battles ahead of you? Are there heavy casualties? How is the marshal?"
The adjutant was very conservative in answering the question, and politely replied, "Don't worry about the battle ahead. Just take care of your health."
"……good"
Jian Luo watched the adjutant take down the dishes one by one and couldn't help asking, "What about Secretary Jin? Why did you bother to bring them over?"
The adjutant said respectfully, "Secretary Jin was helping to sort out the casualty list, so I came over. What's the matter? Is there something I did that you're not satisfied with?"
Jian Luo shook his head: "No."
After placing all the food on the table, the adjutant said, "It might be a bit busy these next two days. I will be responsible for delivering your food when the time comes."
Jian Luo was very curious: "Where is the Marshal?"
He remembered that Lu Shifeng said he would come to see him soon.
The adjutant stood straight, pausing only for a moment before answering earnestly, "It involves military secrets and cannot be disclosed to you. Don't worry too much. Just take good care of the child and let him rest. The marshal certainly doesn't want anything to happen to the child. I'm sure he'll come to see the child after he's done. If you have no other questions, I'll take my leave."
"……good."
In fact, Jian Luo felt it was a bit strange. Although this adjutant seemed to be fine on the surface, why did he speak so strangely? It seemed that he was always mentioning children between the lines, as if he himself was not important and it was all about the children. Lu Shifeng also valued the children. Although his words seemed harmless, every sentence was full of thorns, as if he was deliberately trying to make him think too much.
Who is this annoying?
After comparing, I suddenly feel that the princess is still cuter.
Despite his thoughts, Jian Luo still showed his composure and was very polite to the adjutant: "Thank you for taking the trouble."
The adjutant smiled and said, "You're welcome. This is what I should do."
The other side
The adjutant came out of the house and returned to the front.
Secretary Jin had just returned from the medical department. When she saw him, she still reeked of blood. She casually asked, "Did Luoluo say anything?"
The adjutant replied, "He didn't ask."
"Ah." Secretary Jin was a little surprised, but could only sigh: "It can't be helped. It's really hard for Luoluo. I didn't expect to meet Silver Gray this time. I don't know how many days it will take for the Marshal's condition to improve... I just looked at him and it doesn't seem that serious. But I don't know how many days it will take for him to be released this time."
The adjutant stood straight and took off his gloves. "Don't worry, I will be guarding you outside."
Secretary Jin was very confident in this loyal dog, so she nodded and said, "Then you should keep a close eye on him."
She came out and saw the assistant waiting outside. The assistant came over and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Just wait outside." Secretary Jin sighed, "You know the Marshal's situation. He's really pissed me off this time."
No one can forget the terrible scene at that time.
In fact, it is rare to see Lu Shifeng get angry. SilverAsh is an interstellar thief and a habitual offender, but he has never dared to be too presumptuous in the Dark Star territory. Because they are all branches of the dragon clan, everyone usually turns a blind eye.
Every time we meet, we fight briefly and then disperse afterwards.
The assistant sighed, "Who knew he would hit a sore spot this time?"
Originally, Lu Shifeng really had no intention of paying any attention to Yinhui, but the bad thing was that Yinhui's intentions this time were on Jian Luo. It happened that the defense level of Jian Luo's obsidian bracelet was not high, so it was directly cracked and jumped into people's eyes.
Everyone knows how strong the dragon race's desire for control and possession is, and Jian Luo is now Lu Shifeng's eye. If he touches Jian Luo now, wouldn't that be like poking at his reverse scale?
Secretary Jin recalled: "I haven't seen his dragon combat form for a long time."
"That's right." The assistant echoed, "Master wouldn't easily use his dragon form to enter combat mode. It's too terrifying."
Secretary Jin didn't dare to recall the past. When he learned about this incident, the murderous aura around Lu Shifeng was terrifying. The several silver-gray warships that collided with Lu Shifeng were almost seeking their own death. They didn't need anyone's help at all. They would kill any god they met, and in an instant the enemy's warships were reduced to ashes.
It is simply overwhelming strength, and the furious Dragon King will not give anyone room for regret.
The smell of blood seemed to make the air thicker.
The assistant whispered, "He hasn't been on a killing spree for a while."
Secretary Jin went to the cafeteria, got a meal, and sat down at the table: "But... I don't think this time is as serious as before."
The assistant recalled for a moment and nodded in agreement: "Yes, it's really not as serious as before."
Lu Shifeng usually speaks very little, looks gentle and elegant, and does not have a murderous aura.
But if you really think he is easy to get along with, you are totally wrong. The most terrifying thing about Lu Shifeng is the madness of his dragon fighting form.
He becomes crazy with blood, and the more he kills, the stronger he becomes.
Secretary Jin whispered, "When the war just ended, the Marshal was in a very scary state. No one could get close to him, otherwise they would easily be injured by mistake."
The assistant nodded frantically: "Yes!"
As they were talking, Jian Luo's voice came from behind: "Excuse me, what are you guys talking about? Can I join in?"
? ? !!
Secretary Jin was shocked.
The assistant also cried out: "Luoluo, when did you come?"
Behind Jian Luo was a food cart. She said innocently, "The adjutant brought me food. After I finished eating, I thought I should return the dishes, so I came to the cafeteria. He didn't ask me to stay in the room when he left, and Secretary Jin also said it was over, so I came out to take a look."
Secretary Jin peeled a crayfish and ate it: "Alas, I've been busy recently because it involves personnel. No one else can do this except me. I may not be able to go over and take care of you in person."
Jian Luo sat down beside him: "It's okay, the adjutant is very good."
“…”
The desktop was silent.
The assistant curled her lips and said, "The adjutant is indeed a nice person, but he only listens to the marshal. He seems difficult to approach."
Secretary Jin also nodded.
Jian Luo had a rough idea in his mind, but he didn't dwell on it too much. He was relieved that the adjutant wouldn't harm Lu Shifeng. Instead, he focused on another matter: "Um, is the Marshal okay?"
Secretary Jin paused.
Jian Luo continued to ask: "Is he injured? Is he okay?"
Secretary Jin and the assistant looked at each other, and they exchanged glances quickly. Finally, the assistant lowered his head and pretended to be dead.
Secretary Jin, feeling overwhelmed, had no choice but to bite the bullet and make up a story: "It's like this. The Marshal has a lot of official business to deal with. Don't worry, Luoluo. It will be done in a couple of days."
?
Are you so busy?
Jian Luo glanced around at Secretary Jin and the assistant's faces, but only saw two heads busy peeling crayfish, and couldn't even make out their expressions.
“…”
Too tired to chat?
Jian Luo was a little disappointed that she didn't get any useful information from here, but judging from their expressions, Lu Shifeng should be fine. She wasn't a pretentious person, and if he didn't come to find her, she couldn't be dead, right?
next day
“This is milk tea!”
Some cheerful voices came from the kitchen.
Jian Luo, who was researching new products in the kitchen, finally developed a cup of red dragon fruit milk tea after countless experiments. It tasted sweet and delicious.
The uncle in the cafeteria took a sip, stared wide-eyed and praised: "Luoluo, it's delicious!"
Jian Luo smiled and made a "yeah" gesture to himself. Because he felt a little heavy, he leaned on the table as usual. "Actually, I haven't liked eating dragon fruit since this kid was born in June. Now it tastes much better when made into milk tea. I even made a sugar-coated version for you guys to try."
The uncle felt a refreshing fragrance in his mouth and was filled with admiration: "Luoluo, you are really amazing. Before, the holy dragon fruit tasted sour and bitter, but after you mixed it, it tasted sour and sweet, and not greasy at all!"
Jian Luo picked up the holy dragon fruit and dug into it, "Because I can't finish it all. The holy dragon fruit tree bears fruit very quickly, and many of the ones I can't finish will be wasted. It would be great if we could drink milk tea together~"
The uncle was deeply moved.
Ever since the canteen was built, the number of soldiers coming to eat has increased exponentially. In the past, they basically chose to drink nutrient solution, but now they come here every day at mealtime. Not to mention anything else, they never get tired of eating a meal of crayfish.
When I came here today, I saw a few cups filled with red drinks on the counter in front, which looked strange.
A soldier asked, "What is this?"
The uncle in the cafeteria explained: "This is Red Heart Holy Dragon Fruit Milk Tea, the raw material is made from Holy Dragon Fruit."
"Holy Dragon Fruit?"
The soldiers looked at each other in bewilderment. Apparently, some of them had already recalled the fear they once felt at the hands of the sour taste of the Holy Dragon Fruit.
"That fruit is really unpalatable."
"It tastes worse than nutrient solution."
"Wouldn't it be just as unpalatable if I squeezed the juice?"
"If you are a real dragon, you should not eat the Holy Dragon Fruit!"
The soldiers chatted among themselves, clearly expressing their disdain for the Holy Dragon Fruit. Many people in front had already received their meals, but the Red Heart Holy Dragon Fruit drink was thrown aside and no one cared about it.
The uncle in the cafeteria felt very sorry and sighed as well, then laughed and joked, "I never thought that the new product developed by Luo Luo would have a day when it couldn't be sold."
The soldier who was waiting for his meal was stunned.
The uncle said, "What's wrong?"
The soldier's gaze instantly grew intense. "Was it developed by Luo Luo?"
The people behind also heard:
"Was it developed by Jian Luo?"
"Are there any new products?"
"Is it the Red Heart Holy Dragon Fruit?"
The uncle in the cafeteria never expected that the name Jian Luo would be more effective than his earnest advice. He said, "It was Luo Luo who researched it."
As soon as he finished speaking, the soldier closest to him decisively took a drink and left. He paid neatly and even ran very fast, as if he was afraid that if he was a little slow, the food would be snatched away by others.
The soldiers behind were also very excited:
"I want one too."
"Give me a glass too."
"If you're a real dragon, you have to drink!"
The milk tea was quickly sold out. Jian Luo's influence once again refreshed the cafeteria uncle's cognition. Moreover, this person was a chef who had only been there for less than a few days. He was really amazing.
Jian Luo sat at a table below the cafeteria and saw several soldiers who had bought milk tea and were drinking it. He was curious and awaiting their reactions. Because he was afraid that the dragons would not like sweet food, he specially adjusted the taste, trying to find a balance between sour and sweet.
After a while, someone sighed:
“It’s delicious.”
"It tastes much better than nutrient solution."
"Is this really the taste of Holy Dragon Fruit?"
Jian Luo pursed his lips and smiled, feeling a sense of accomplishment in his heart. The most enjoyable thing about being a chef is the satisfaction of being recognized.
Soon, soldiers would come to talk to him, mostly expressing their thoughts on the new product:
"Luoluo, you are amazing."
“I feel a sense of happiness every time I eat something you cook.”
"Yes, very peaceful. Could this be the feeling of happiness?"
"No wonder, no wonder. I was wondering why the Marshal seemed to be in better shape this time than before..."
The words came to an abrupt end, and the whole place suddenly became quiet.
Jian Luo looked at everyone suspiciously. He actually knew the situation of the Dark Star people. Someone had told him before that the Dark Star people could not secrete the factors of happiness on their own and had to rely on external objects for help. He understood the first few sentences, but why didn’t he understand the last sentence?
Jian Luo asked hesitantly, "What happened to Brother Long?"
The soldier knew he had said the wrong thing, and he quickly stood up and said, "I, I remembered that I have training and a mission. I'm leaving now!"
The others looked at each other, then quickly stood up and walked outside.
"We have a mission too."
"Me too."
"I remember something else."
“…”
Jian Luo watched silently as they slipped away faster than anyone else.
At this point, combined with the few words he accidentally heard from Secretary Jin a few days ago, he basically knew that Lu Shifeng's condition might not be very good. Something must have happened. He just didn't know how serious the situation was. But it was worth it for the entire army to hide it from him. How afraid were they that he would know?
Jian Luo thought about it for a while and finally returned to the back of the cafeteria.
The uncle was surprised to see him come back: "Luoluo?"
"Uncle." Jian Luodao was very honest: "Can I cook another meal?"
Of course the uncle would not refuse: "Okay."
In fact, Jian Luo acted very quickly. He made a few potato pancakes with the existing ingredients according to his own ideas, boiled a pot of rice porridge, and then fried eggs. Basically, everything was vegetarian. After it was done, he put it in front of the chef.
The cook was embarrassed: "Luoluo, what is this?"
"If he's hungry, please bring it in for me." Jian Luo stood by the table and said softly, "I don't know what kind of injury he suffered. Some injuries can only eat light food, so I didn't cook much meat."
The cook looked at the food on the table, and suddenly felt complicated: "...Okay."
Jian Luo breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that the cook agreed, he thought for a moment, found a piece of paper from the shelf next to him, drew three small dragon eggs, and then wrote: "Come on, Brother Long!"
Finally, he sketched a small smiling face on the paper and handed it to the chef.
The chef nodded: "I'll take it to you."
Jian Luo: "Okay, thank you for your hard work."
After resolving this matter, he breathed a sigh of relief and went back to his room. He thought there was no one in the room, but he saw Lu Shifeng's adjutant standing at the door.
Jian Luo paused and walked over: "Sir Adjutant."
The adjutant bowed politely and then stood up straight. "Hello, Mr. Jian. I'm here to record the data from your information bracelet, as your previous obsidian bracelet is no longer usable."
Jian Luo nodded: "Okay."
The two of them sat down on the sofa. The adjutant asked about his household registration and family organization. Jian Luo answered truthfully. The adjutant then said, "Both of your family members are registered in Anleyuan. The temporary household registration I'm applying for you has restrictions. Only pure dragon family members can use it. So I won't register your family's information, okay?"
Jian Luo frowned: "Is this the only way?"
"I can only." The adjutant's eyes flashed meaningfully behind his glasses. He said, "Or after you give birth to the child, you can transfer your household registration to Anleyuan."
Jian Luo raised his eyebrows without comment.
The adjutant retracted his gaze. "I'll continue to help you organize the information. Also, since I've noticed you seem to be going out a lot lately, for your safety, I suggest you stay in your room. I'll bring you food. The human body is very fragile, so I hope you can avoid causing me unnecessary trouble."
Jian Luo leaned against the sofa, looked at the adjutant, and smiled: "Adjutant, you seem to have a lot of opinions about me. I asked Secretary Jin, and she said that the interior of the warship is safe. I only go to the kitchen, so it shouldn't have any impact on the safety of the warship. Or do you hope that I won't go out to receive any news?"
The adjutant paused and flatly denied it, "You're worrying too much."
"Really?" Jian Luo supported his chin. He looked at the adjutant and sighed, "I thought you liked Lu Shifeng."
“…”
The adjutant was silent for a while: "No."
Jian Luo tilted her head to look at him and smiled, "You don't have to be so critical of me, and you don't have to constantly remind me that I'm a human being. You treat me like a treasure, but others may not think so. I don't plan to cling to you after I give birth to the child, so you're really worrying too much about that."
Ever since the month was getting bigger, he felt a little tired. If he had to face the adjutant's weird temper every day, he might as well talk it out. After waiting for a long time, he saw the adjutant looking at him deeply and asked, "Don't you like him?"
Jian Luo choked.
He inexplicably felt a little flustered: "Me?"
The author has something to say: I found that some babies said that they were only pregnant with one.
Have you forgotten about the eggs? There are three eggs! Three eggs!
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