Lyle
Yu Sheng drank the mental soothing potion prepared by Galen and ate a little, and he actually felt a little sleepy. Galen said, "It's okay, it means the potion is working for you. Get some rest."
"Come here." Frey waved at Yu Sheng and said expressionlessly, "Sleep here with me." Then he patted his thigh.
"..." Yu Sheng hesitated politely, "Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"
Frey said nothing, still looking at him expressionlessly.
Yu Sheng walked over and lay down on Frey's thighs with peace of mind. With the familiar warmth and scent as his pillow, Yu Sheng soon fell asleep.
"We were crossing the central valley, heading for the mountain over there, when suddenly there was an earthquake and a swarm of bees suddenly appeared..."
"Yes, the mad bees appeared without any warning, and they were countless and could not be eliminated..."
"Then we ran here. We also thought the earthquake was very strange..."
When Yu Sheng woke up, he heard many strangers' voices in a daze, but the familiar thigh was still resting under his head, so Yu Sheng did not panic. Instead, he rubbed against Frey's leg and then opened his eyes.
It was late in the evening, and what caught Yu Sheng's eyes was a bright bonfire. Many people were sitting around the bonfire, all with serious expressions, as if they were holding some international conference.
"Awake?" A large hand touched Yu Sheng's head and smoothed his messy hair. Yu Sheng climbed up from Frey's arms. Seeing that everyone's attention was drawn to him, he felt very embarrassed. "You guys keep chatting, keep chatting."
The others suppressed their inner wonder and surprise. They were all captains of their respective teams. Having noticed the amazing combat capability of this team, coupled with the anomalies in the Atlantis Mountains, they wanted all teams to send representatives to discuss cooperation.
Unexpectedly, the captain of this team has been holding a sleeping young man since the beginning of the meeting. He also touched the young man's forehead and pinched the young man's ears from time to time during the meeting, making it impossible for them not to pay attention. But when they saw the captain's indifferent face, they had to hold back the words they wanted to ask.
Who is this expert? He brings his lover with him when he goes on a mission?
"Cooperate, each team will take turns patrolling, and no one is allowed to leave without permission." Frey gave orders lightly, subconsciously revealing the sense of suppression of an emperor.
The captains of the other teams were also outstanding men. Some of them were unhappy with Frey giving orders to them, but when they remembered the corpse of the spotted insect killed by Frey's team, they shut up.
"What if another giant insect comes after us?" one of the team leaders asked. The firelight reflected his uneasy face. The thought of the giant spotted insect made his heart tremble. "We have no chance of defeating it."
Another team leader spoke up, "I have some ideas about the spotted beetle."
Everyone looked at him.
He pulled a blueprint from his pocket and spread it out by the fire. Scribbled designs were painted on the paper. "This was drawn by a veteran in our squad. He said this giant spotted insect reminded him of the steel-winged insects seen on Zerg battlefields. The only difference is that the steel-winged insects are only half the size of a human, and their bodies aren't spotted, they're gray." He pointed to the image of the steel-winged insect on the blueprint, then to the image of the spotted insect next to it. "According to this veteran, the steel-winged insects also attack by spinning silk, so..."
"You think those two giant spotted bugs are actually winged bugs?" someone finished the captain's unfinished words, his tone tinged with disbelief. "But that's a far cry, isn't it? I've heard of winged bugs, and they can be killed with a knife, but even a cannonball can't kill these bugs!"
"I don't think it's likely either... This could be a new species that hasn't been discovered yet, right?"
Frey didn't say anything. Yu Sheng stared at the pattern on the paper. Combining the connection between Queen Qiu En and the Zerg, he vaguely felt that the captain's guess was correct.
"Don't disbelieve me." The captain, who had taken out the blueprint, flipped it over, revealing the pattern on the back. "And that Raging Peak just now, don't you think it looks like a Zerg Stinger?" The two bees were outlined on the paper, and all the similarities were circled, more than a dozen. "One resemblance is a coincidence. If they were all similar, it must be the truth."
There was silence at the scene. Many people were inclined to this speculation, but some expressed doubts.
Frey, who had been silent the entire time, concluded, "Whatever the situation, let's not discuss it now. Safety is paramount. When we encounter other insect species, we can compare them with the Zerg. If we can find the original prototype for each..." Frey paused, "then it will prove that the insects here are all mutants of the Zerg."
——Moss Palace——
Caesar was diligently working on a mecha part at his workbench. When he successfully laid out the energy using his mental threads, Lyle exclaimed in surprise and congratulations, "Cesar was amazing!"
Caesar couldn't help but smile. Ever since Lyle moved in, he'd been following Caesar around like a fledgling. This didn't bother Caesar, as Lyle was incredibly understanding. When Caesar worked, he'd just quietly watch. When Caesar finished, he'd offer him a glass of water and express his admiration. And when Caesar was planting flowers or cooking in his free time, Lyle would help out. Although his clumsy hands often led to jokes, he was a real fan of Caesar's.
Lyle is a freshman who has just walked out of the dark world and is full of curiosity and desire for everything.
Caesar couldn't help but take better care of him. He waved his hand, motioning Lyle to come over to him, "Do you know what this part is used for?"
"I know, I know!" Lyle said excitedly, "Mecha parts! Caesar, you're amazing. You can even assemble a mecha. I wish I could do that too!"
Caesar smiled and said, "Do you want to have your own mecha?"
Lyle's eyes widened, and he pointed at himself in disbelief. "Xize, are you talking about me? No, no, no, I can't fly a mecha at all. I'm very stupid."
Caesar pursed his lips and suppressed a smile, "Don't worry, I will teach you. Besides, the Blue Star people are definitely more talented than the Star People in mecha piloting."
Although Caesar cannot pilot a mecha, he has a wealth of theoretical knowledge. Moreover, Caesar is willing to teach Lyle seriously.
Watching his compatriots break out of their cocoons and truly spread their wings and fly into the sky is Xi Ze’s greatest wish.
"Baby, it's time for dinner." Unfortunately, Moss opened the door and barged in, interrupting Caesar, who was about to discuss mechas with Lyle. Seeing that Caesar and Lyle were only a few centimeters apart, Moss's face darkened. "Who told you to barge in?"
Lyle was frightened. Moss's sullen face these days was a stark contrast to the gentleman who had gently stroked his head at the banquet. Lyle was repeatedly left helpless by Moss's harsh words, only to cower in a corner and cry. Later, Caesar found out and went to see Moss, which only helped Lyle feel better. But every time he ran into Moss, Lyle still received no kind words.
Caesar narrowed his eyes and stood up from his seat, suppressing his anger and asking unhappily, "What do you mean he barged in? This is my studio, how did you get in?"
Moss was suddenly at a loss for words. He looked around and talked about this and that. Finally, he smiled at Caesar and said, "I'm in a hurry to call you to eat. I made some salt and pepper pork marrow myself. Would you like to try it?"
Caesar didn't buy it and said coldly, "If you dare to break the lock and come in again, don't blame me for being rude."
"I promise, I promise!" Moss came over, unnoticedly pushed Lyle aside, and reached out to hold Caesar's hand. "Let's go eat, it'll get cold soon."
Caesar ignored him, raised his hand to avoid Moss's hand, and left.
As soon as Caesar left, the smile on Moss's face immediately disappeared. He turned around and looked coldly at Lyle who was standing beside him. He snorted in a sarcastic tone, which scared Lyle.
"You'd better keep your distance from Caesar," Moss's eyes locked on Lyle. "Don't harbor any unnecessary fantasies. Once the ban on Mantu Star is lifted, I'll send you to Wen Star. Then you can do whatever you want and live whatever kind of life you want. Even if you don't want to work, I can still satisfy you financially."
Duke Nanso, of course, would not let Lyle go unpunished after his kidnapping. He suspected the kidnappers would try to get Lyle off Mantu, so he mobilized all his forces, even owing favors to others, and ultimately imposed a ban on all Mantu ports. No vessel could leave Mantu unless it underwent a thorough inspection for several days. Therefore, Team A, after consulting with Sizemos, decided to temporarily house Lyle in Moss Palace, the most dangerous yet safest location, until the crisis subsided and they could find a way to transport Lyle to Wenxing.
However, seeing that Caesar and Lyle were getting closer and closer during this period, Moss could no longer suppress his inner anger. Sometimes, looking at Lyle's innocent and affectionate look, he wanted to strangle him to death.
"Pretentious." Moss muttered to himself and quickly walked out of the room.
Lyle was left alone in the room, his expression gloomy.
"Baby, try this. Don't you like this kind of mixed vegetables?" Moss diligently picked up some food for Caesar.
Caesar glanced at him and said, "How many times do you need me to tell you to call my name?"
Moss curled the corners of his lips, deliberately ignoring Caesar's words, and pinched another small piece of ridge, "This is very nutritious. Honey, you are so thin, you should eat more."
“…”
Just as Caesar was considering whether to put the plate on Moss's head, Lyle came down the stairs and said, "Ce, Caesar, have you eaten?" After saying that, he glanced at the dining table. On the huge dining table, only Moss and Caesar had plates in front of them. Obviously, Moss had no share in Lyle's meal at all.
Lyle's eyes dimmed, and his voice became a little timid. "I'm not hungry. You guys eat. I'll go read a book."
In order to maintain confidentiality, Moss sent all servants and cooks to work in non-indoor places such as the manor of Moss Palace. When Moss wanted to eat, he would usually go to the cottage in the manor and bring the meal back from the cook himself, while Lyle could not step out of the room.
Caesar stopped Lyle who was about to run away and said, "Lyle, are you hungry? Come here and have my portion first. I'll make you whatever you want later."
Moss's face darkened instantly, but when he met Caesar's eyes out of the corner of his eye, he swallowed his bad words.
Looking at Lyle sitting down next to Caesar with great self-awareness and eating from the same plate with Caesar, Moss wanted to overturn the table and smash Lyle to death.
Out of sight, out of mind.
Moss threw his knife and fork, smashing the plate to pieces, startling Caesar and Lyle. They looked at Moss, but he had already walked away with a cold face.
"Cize..." Lyle looked at Moss's back and said hesitantly, "Your master, no, Mr. Moss, doesn't he really dislike me..."
Caesar frowned, focusing on the word "master" that Lyle blurted out. He felt that Lyle's education and reshaping must be put on the agenda. "I know you're not used to this change of identity yet, but Lyle, you must remember that we are all independent individuals. We are human beings, not appendages of interstellar people, let alone pets. Only you can decide your own destiny."
Lyle also realized that he had said the wrong thing. "S-Sorry." He lowered his head. "I've been a pet for too long. I..."
Caesar's heart softened. He stepped forward and patted Lyle's shoulder. "Don't worry, once you become stronger, you'll naturally become more confident! I'll be able to assemble your mecha in two days, and I'll teach you how to operate it!"
"Yeah!" Lyle's eyes lit up, "Thank you, Caesar!"
A few days later, Lyle received an exquisite mecha buckle. In the center of the beautiful necklace was a small light green mecha.
Lyle was so surprised that he hugged the little mecha and couldn't let it go. He looked at it and said, "Cize, can I try it?"
"No," Moss beside him interjected coldly, "You can't expose yourself outdoors, and there's no room for the mecha indoors."
Lyle fell silent immediately. Caesar didn't even look at Moss and said to Lyle, "There's a deep underground field on the bottom floor. You can try it there. Come on, I'll teach you."
After saying that, Caesar grabbed Lyle's wrist and took Lyle away, ignoring Moss the whole time.
Moss gritted his teeth and punched the wall. The wall of the palace was made of strong bulletproof material, so not only was the wall intact, but Moss's finger joints were also blue and aching.
We must find a way to get rid of this Lyle as soon as possible, Moss thought.
Not only Moss, but Haydn, who was brought in by Gary when the opportunity arose, also disliked Lyle.
Haydn was always straightforward. While Lyle was away, he asked Caesar directly, "Why is he always pestering you? Doesn't he have any arms or legs? And he still wants you to make a mecha for him? Why?"
Caesar looked at Haydn speechlessly, like a steamed dumpling dipped in vinegar. His puffed-up look was somewhat adorable. "Didn't I make your mecha? Why are you so angry when I made one for Lyle?"
Haydn was relentless. "What's your relationship to me? What's your relationship to him? He's only known you for less than two weeks!" He felt even more justified. "You even taught him mechas yourself? You never taught me!"
"..." Caesar was completely helpless. What was wrong with all of them? Were they treating him like gold and jewels and trying to seize him? This jealousy was just like the concubines in the emperor's harem in the ancient dramas he watched in China.
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