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Wenxing, cabinet meeting.
Ampe sat in his seat, silent and sullen, feigning muteness. This was Luther's pre-training: if he didn't know how to speak, he'd establish his authority by keeping a blank expression. Ampe naturally thought of Frey's usual demeanor, figuring that the jerk was probably also faking the air of superiority, with his expressionless face. He could do the same thing!
Luther was elaborating on his proposal, which was simply that His Majesty's death would sooner or later become public knowledge, so a successor to the throne must be chosen sooner rather than later. Currently, on Wenxing, only one member of the Glick family remained: Prince Ampe. His Highness Ampe, dedicated and selfless, was the perfect candidate for the throne.
As he spoke, Luther glanced at Ampe out of the corner of his eye, nearly vomiting blood in anger. He was being asked to pretend to be a calm and composed superior, but what was he doing? His face was twitching, his eyes were dull, and there was sweat on his forehead. Even though Luther was a member of the prince's faction, he had to admit that Frey's expressionless face was imperial, while Ampe's expressionless face was like constipation!
"Mr. Luther's proposal is indeed an urgent matter." Baijia glanced at Ampe and couldn't help but sneer inwardly. What a loser! He wanted to be emperor, and he wanted Luther to be his spokesperson? "However, regarding whether His Highness Ampe will be the next emperor... I personally think His Highness Ampe is not suitable."
"Oh? Not suitable?" Luther narrowed his eyes and said calmly, "Then Mr. Baijia, tell me who is suitable? It can't be you, right?" These words were full of directional meaning, as if he deliberately wanted the cabinet members to think in this direction.
If Frey had not made a will long ago and secretly incorporated Xiao Yuguang into the Glick family, it would have been very difficult for Baijia now.
"Mr. Luther, please be careful. I certainly wouldn't have such an idea." Baijia lowered his head and took out a few papers from his briefcase. "Besides Prince Amper, there is another person in the Glick family who is more suitable to be the next emperor."
Luther and Ampe's hearts skipped a beat at the same time. Ampe had thought the throne was already in his pocket, but upon hearing this, his expression changed immediately and he blurted out, "Impossible? Who is it?"
Baijia smiled and said word by word, "Light Glick, the legitimate eldest prince of the royal family."
--laboratory--
After crying in Master Miller's arms, Xi Ze seemed to be in better spirits, but he still spent his days in the laboratory, tirelessly researching new cutting-edge weapons and defensive equipment. The battle for the throne was in full swing, and the weapons and equipment he developed were one of the key bargaining chips. If successful, Yu Guang would have more say in the military. And in the struggle for royal power, to put it bluntly, whoever had the stronger fist got the final say, and there was absolutely no way to separate himself from military power.
Nishizawa had just finished studying the properties of one material and was about to continue testing it with a second material when the lights in the laboratory suddenly went out.
Caesar blinked, and when he turned around, he was met with Master Miller's angry face. "What time is it? You're still here! Get out of here right now, and you're not allowed to come back today!"
But Master, haven't you stayed here until now... Looking at Master Miller's dark face, Caesar wisely chose to swallow his words.
The master and the apprentice cleaned up the lab bench and opened the door of the laboratory. They saw a tall figure standing outside. When he saw them come out, he hurried over.
Strictly speaking, this was not the first time Master Miller met Moss. Before Master Miller accepted Caesar as his apprentice, the two had met at some high-end academic conferences. After all, even the most academic conferences inevitably required sponsorship from businessmen. At that time, Master Miller only felt that Moss was so accomplished at such a young age, and must be a very hardworking and diligent person, so he had a good impression of him.
But now, he knew that his apprentice was from Blue Star, and the young man in front of him was his apprentice's "master".
"..." Master Miller felt uncomfortable looking at Moss. He had no idea what Moss had done to Caesar, he was simply upset that his apprentice was actually this man's property. If he knew, Moss probably wouldn't be standing here right now.
"What are you doing here?" Caesar asked.
Moss looked haggard and had lost a lot of weight. After arriving on Wenxing, he first had to settle the Moss family down, then help Baijia win over the forces and assist that little brat who was less than ten years old to take the top position. Not to mention that he also had to deal with public opinion on the Internet and argue with the United Interstellar. He wished he could be split into ten people.
"I'm here to pick you up." Moss smiled gently. "We've been in Wenxing for so many days, but I haven't taken you to see the local customs and culture. I've booked a table at the Wangcheng Hotel. Let's have dinner tonight?"
Caesar raised his eyebrows, "My master is here, are you only going to treat me to a meal?"
Master Miller snorted with a dark face at the right moment.
Moss: "...Then, Master, would you like to come with us? I've booked a table for four."
Master Miller nodded imperceptibly to show his agreement.
Caesar smiled and said, "Since it's a table for four, I'll call Haydn again. He's been very depressed, so it's a good time to take him out to relax." After saying that, he opened the terminal to call Haydn.
Moss, who originally wanted to use this meal and the stroll afterward to warm up his relationship with Caesar, said: "..."
In fact, the word "depressed" used by Caesar is far from enough to describe Haydn's mental state.
Randy tried to counsel him countless times, and Caesar tried every trick, including coaxing and scolding, but Haydn still looked like a ghost. When someone asked him a question, he would just say "hmm", and would not speak unless asked. He would fall into a daze from time to time.
The psychologist who was invited to analyze Haydn's mental health problems found that the death of his best friend was of course the main cause of his mental breakdown, but fundamentally, it was mainly because Haydn's life had been smooth sailing and he grew up loved by his family. He was suddenly hit by this misfortune and could not get over it for a while.
Xi Ze was heartbroken, but he was not a psychologist and was helpless in the face of this situation. What's more, even he himself couldn't believe that Yu Sheng was really dead. Sometimes when he woke up from the bed, he still thought that the tough and tenacious guy was just going to carry out a mission.
Unlike Haydn's mental breakdown, Caesar chose to hide his grief deep in his heart, filling his life and spirit with crazy work to divert his attention.
Fortunately, although Haydn was in a daze, he was not completely unaware of the outside world. When Caesar went there, his eyes would obviously brighten up, and he would be more willing to talk to Caesar.
The communication was connected, and Gary's slightly hoarse voice rang out, "Hello? Boss? What's up?"
Caesar was not surprised that it was Gary who answered the phone, because since arriving in Wenxing, Gary had been taking care of Haydn personally. "Meet at the Wangcheng Hotel later, bring Haydn with you."
Gary's voice was rarely hesitant. "Hey, Boss, Haydn's already asleep. How about you eat first?"
Going to bed so early? Caesar glanced at the time on the terminal. It was 7 p.m. "Okay, don't let Haydn's stomach go empty. Give him more warm food. If that doesn't work, I'll make it for him tomorrow."
"Don't worry, Boss." Gary on the other side repeatedly assured, "Boss, you are so busy, don't bother me. I promise to raise Haydn into a fat and white boy, and give you a happy black skin!"
Caesar laughed, his heart warmed. "I hope so. Please."
After that, both parties hung up the call.
Gary turned around and saw Haydn, curled up in the quilt, his cheeks slightly flushed, sound asleep. Tears still stained his eyelashes. His clothes were bunched up in a ball, exposing his belly, and his pants were half-kicked off, revealing his plump butt. Gary took in all of this and burst out laughing.
No matter how dark other people are, their belly and buttocks are white. But Haydn lives up to his reputation of being "dark-skinned", even his belly and buttocks are black!
Haydn moved because of Gary's laughter. Gary quickly stopped laughing and watched Haydn continue to sleep. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, walked slowly to the head of the bed, leaned over, and kissed Haydn lightly on the lips.
From today on, I will protect you. Whether it is happiness or pain, I will share it with you.
At this time, Caesar didn't know that his friend had been taken away by the black-hearted leopard. He sat in the exquisite and elegant private room of the Royal City Hotel. The romantic pink lights on the table formed circles of heart shapes that were not dazzling. The delicate fragrance of boiled leaf water penetrated into his nostrils. Moss opposite him changed into casual clothes and looked refreshed, with his eyebrows and eyes softened a little.
If you ignore the sullen old man next to you, this would be a perfect date, Moss thought.
"What kind of lamp is this?" Master Miller had never seen a thing like this, which was purely for the benefit of young couples. He raised his eyebrows in disdain. "Not only does it waste energy, it's not even bright enough! Why would anyone use a lamp like this? They must be idiots, right?"
The boss who recognized Master Miller and came over to offer a drink, a free bill, and to establish a relationship with him: "..."
"Huh? The waiter's here." Master Miller was already hungry. He waved to the boss, who was extremely embarrassed by the word "fool", and said seriously, "Hello, Mr. Waiter, when will our food be served?"
"It's almost there, please wait a moment!" The boss, who had just come to his senses, was repeatedly addressed as "you" and "sir" by the manufacturing master respected throughout the galaxy. He could not speak clearly and turned around and ran out of the private room to urge the master to place the order. He sighed as he ran, saying that Master Miller was worthy of his name. He was very respectful to the common people and did not act superior at all. He was truly respectable.
Moss said very few words from beginning to end. It was Master Miller who was communicating with Caesar, and the discussion was about manufacturing issues. He had no chance to get a word in. He could only drink the boiled leaf water while secretly glancing at Caesar, silently outlining Caesar's eyebrows and eyes in his mind.
"..." Caesar had long noticed that Moss was staring at him. He felt uncomfortable being stared at, so he pretended not to see it and continued chatting with his master. After finally waiting for the waiter to serve the food, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Let's eat quickly. I'm starving too." Then he took out the portable "de-snap device" he made and processed his portion of food.
Moss naturally scooped the tenderest and most nutritious slices of rice noodle soup from his plate into Caesar's bowl. "You have a weak stomach, so eat this. You don't need to remove the seeds from this. The environment it grows in is extremely harsh; it can't survive even the slightest impurity."
Seeing that the slices of rice noodle soup had already stuck to his knife and fork, and Master Miller was right beside him, Caesar didn't want his master to know about his entanglement with Moss and make his master worry, so he forced himself to endure Moss's courtesy, and ate the rice noodle soup slices silently without saying a word.
Suddenly, an old hand came over and forked a piece of rice noodle soup to Caesar. Caesar looked up in surprise and saw Master Miller snorting arrogantly at Moss. Then he said to Caesar, "Master gave this to his disciple. What are you hesitating about? Eat it!"
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Next, Caesar's plate was bombarded with food from Master Miller and Moss. Finally, Caesar's belly was about to burst. He was dejected and thought, "It's normal for Moss to have a seizure. How did you get infected, Master?!"
——Xuexing, Xiaoxi Village——
On this day, heavy snow fell again. At first, it was not heavy, but my mother-in-law glanced at the sky and said, "Ah Xiao, you should go to Doctor Ye quickly, otherwise it will snow so hard that you won't be able to go out."
Frey nodded, put on his clothes, and prepared to go out. Yu Sheng jumped out of the bed with a grunt, "I'll go with you!"
The mother-in-law frowned and disagreed, "The weather is too cold, and Axiao can move fine and doesn't need any care. You can take another nap." Although she knew that Yu Sheng was not a delicate person after what happened last time, she still couldn't help but educate him when she saw Yu Sheng's small stature.
Yu Sheng chuckled, "Mother-in-law, don't worry. I still want to ask Doctor Ye about some herbs. When the warm season comes, I will help Doctor Ye pick herbs to pay for Axiao's medical expenses." After all, Doctor Ye is now treating Frey completely for free.
Her mother-in-law shook her head helplessly. "Then go ahead." Yu Sheng had helped Xiaoxi Village harvest several times more flint, keeping every household warm through the winter. That was more than enough to cover the medical expenses. But she knew that even if she told him, Yu Sheng would insist on paying for the treatment separately, refusing to let Dr. Ye suffer the consequences.
"I'm going too." Sugar, who had been silent next to him, suddenly said.
The mother-in-law was extremely surprised. "What are you going to do?"
"..." Sugar said sullenly and refused to explain, "I'm going too."
"Okay, okay, I don't care about you." The mother-in-law was also helpless with her silly big son, "Go if you want to."
The three of them walked towards Doctor Ye's wooden house in the snow. When they got closer, the wind and snow had become stronger, blowing their faces painfully, blurring their vision, and making walking extremely difficult.
Sugar knocked on the door, and Mia hurriedly opened it. Seeing three "snowmen" covered in snow, she burst into laughter, "Come in, come in! Your faces are almost covered in snow!"
After welcoming the three people in, Dr. Ye examined Frey and applied medicine to him, and Mia boiled some hot water and brought it to the three of them.
Yu Sheng held the hot water, sipped it intermittently, and listened to Mia chattering with Sugar.
"I heard a piece of news from the neighboring village yesterday!" Mia said happily, her eyes sparkling. "I heard that the nobleman from Central City is coming to our place!"
Yu Sheng paused while drinking water.
Mia was still happily sharing the news she had heard. "It seems the nobles' cars couldn't get through due to the snowstorm, so they returned to the city. They said they'll tour all the villages in this area when the warm season arrives. Sugar, when the time comes, let's work together to get chosen by the nobles and go to the central city!"
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