Prince Ampe
"I'm fine, don't worry." In the video, although Xi Ze was lying in bed, his face was rosy and he looked very healthy. "Don't slack off in Wenxing, train well."
"You are on Mantu Star, be careful of Bert's remnants..." Before he finished speaking, Caesar disappeared from the video, revealing Moss's dark face.
"With me here, he doesn't need to be careful." Moss raised his chin, "Just follow your master obediently!" After saying that, he hung up the phone.
If the real Moss stood in front of Yu Sheng, Yu Sheng would probably be so angry that he would punch him.
"Ignore him." Frey said calmly, "Sooner or later, there will be retribution."
"Mom, I want to eat meat!" His clothes were grabbed, and Yu Guang's incessant urging for meat rang in his ears again. Yu Sheng picked up Yu Guang and slapped him on the head, "No more eating!"
Yu Guang pursed his lips and got a little mad, but he couldn't bear to get angry with Yu Sheng, so he could only pull the corner of Yu Sheng's clothes aggrievedly and kept silent.
Frey squatted down and said softly, "Xiao Guang, can you go play in the toy room?"
Frey prepared a huge toy room for Yu Guang, housing nearly every type of toy produced by StarCraft. For Yu Guang, a child who had spent his childhood in a cage having his blood drawn and experiments conducted, these toys were as appealing as meat.
Yu Guang's attention was diverted. Frey waved his hand and called a maid over, asking her to take Yu Guang to the toy room.
"What's wrong?" Seeing that Frey deliberately sent Yu Guang away, Yu Sheng understood that Frey wanted to talk to him alone about something.
"I have to tell you that Yu Guang's condition is not good." Frey said bluntly.
Yu Sheng's heart skipped a beat. The image of Yu Ze dying in his arms suddenly flashed through his mind. His brain was buzzing. "Xiao Guang... Xiao Guang can only live for seven days? Impossible. Isn't Xiao Guang a successful experiment in cloning the Blue Beast?"
"Don't worry," Frey continued. "He's currently the most successful experiment at the Wuke R&D base, but he's not perfect. The medical team has been studying the data left behind by the R&D base overnight and is currently discussing a solution."
There's a reason these cloned test subjects never survive past seven days. Their young bodies can't withstand the radiation of the interstellar environment, and therefore, every one of them is born with "blue blood syndrome." Once the disease strikes, the mortality rate is 100%.
They inherited Yu Sheng's red blood and have the genes and bodies of blue planet people. However, due to the influence of the interstellar environment, their hematopoietic cells became disordered, and they also produced blue blood that can adapt to interstellar radiation. When the two different bloods are mixed together, a special rejection reaction may occur at any time. The period from the onset of symptoms to the first day of onset is seven days.
At the R&D base, researchers constantly monitored the blue blood levels in their test subjects. If a blue beast's blue blood levels were high upon birth, they would be deemed a failure, as the higher the level, the greater the likelihood of developing blue blood syndrome. If the blue blood levels were low at birth, the researchers would keep the creature, raise it, and observe it. If the alpha blood level showed signs of fluctuating, it would indicate that the blue beast would develop the disease within seven days. At that point, Moustache would remove the test subject from the R&D base and sell it to the division bosses.
So far, only Yu Guang has not shown any symptoms of the disease and has lived safely to the age of seven. But this does not mean that Yu Guang will never be in danger.
Although Frey didn't want to make Yu Sheng anxious, he couldn't hide it from Yu Sheng. As Yu Guang's guardian, Yu Sheng had the right to know the truth.
No matter how many times Yu Sheng prepared himself mentally, he still couldn't calm down when Yu Guang rushed over to hug him.
He hugged Yu Guang tightly, making Yu Guang feel uncomfortable. He stretched out his little hand and patted Yu Sheng's back, saying word by word, "Mom, don't cry."
Yu Sheng's body trembled, and he slowly let go of Yu Guang. He reached out and gently touched Yu Guang's face, "Come on, I'll take you to eat some meat."
"Meat! I want to eat meat!" These days, Yu Guang couldn't speak other words clearly, but he was very good at saying things related to eating meat, without any jokes at all.
Yu Sheng was amused. He took Yu Guang's little hand and personally took Yu Guang to the kitchen closest to them. There were small ribs made by Frey himself in the kitchen. As long as they were heated, the aroma would fill the whole room.
Yu Guang couldn't hold back his saliva and jumped up to ask for meat.
While teaching him how to use a knife and fork, Yu Sheng said, "You have an uncle named Caesar who cooks really delicious food. When we meet again in the future, ask him to cook meat for you."
Yu Guang was a quick learner of anything involving sex. He had Uncle Xize firmly in his mind, and every few days he'd ask Yu Sheng where Uncle Xize was and when he'd come. Yu Sheng, overwhelmed by the pestering, resorted to video chatting with Xize every few days, asking him to coax Yu Guang.
That day, at seven o'clock in the evening again, the communication rang.
Caesar's eyes lit up, and just as he was about to answer the call, a big hand reached out from the side and hung up the call with a "click".
Caesar's face turned cold, and when he turned around, it was indeed Moss.
"What are you doing?" Caesar asked.
"Isn't calling every day enough?" Moss narrowed his eyes and uttered a resentful tone. "How attractive is that bell to you? Are we of the same species? It's a pity he's not of the opposite sex."
Caesar clenched his fists and tried hard not to punch him, but he couldn't act impulsively.
Caesar knew very well that while he was recuperating here at Moss's, Moss might have some concerns and did not dare to imprison or violate him as before. However, once his foot injury was completely healed, he would probably face endless torture again.
Therefore, even though Caesar's foot had improved significantly, he still pretended to be unable to walk. Fortunately, Moss did not call a doctor again, but took care of Caesar himself and helped Caesar recover, so he did not realize that Caesar was pretending to be sick.
Seeing that Caesar didn't say anything and sank back into bed, Moss felt a nameless rage rising in his heart, burning him all over, but he didn't dare, couldn't vent it. Whenever he imagined himself like before, pinning Caesar to the bed and violently violating him, making him cry and call him master, the scene of Caesar falling in his arms, bruised and battered, barely breathing, would appear before his eyes.
Until now, Moss has not been able to get rid of the nightmare. He dare not force Caesar, for he is afraid that Caesar will leave him again at the risk of his life.
Moss pinched his palm mercilessly, leaving a bloody mark. Only then did he suppress the anger in his heart. With a stiff face, he said coldly, "I'll go make you some porridge." Then he turned and left Caesar's room.
Xize lay quietly for a while, then got up, picked up the communicator and called Yu Sheng back. He saw the vivid projection of Yu Guang made of light, reaching out for a hug and sweetly calling Uncle Xize for meat, and then he smiled again.
Yu Sheng had been living a peaceful life in the Wenxing Palace for the past few days. He took care of his children while also undergoing combat training within the doctor's permission, but mecha training was out of the question for the time being.
That day he overdrew his mental power and triggered a mental vortex. Now he couldn't use even a trace of mental power. If he were an interstellar person, he would probably never be able to pilot a mecha again in his life.
Fortunately, the people of Blue Star seem to have a unique advantage in mental power. After testing, Yu Sheng's mental power is recovering and growing at a slow pace. As long as he recuperates well, there is no need to worry about returning to his previous value.
On this day, Yu Sheng was kicking and punching in the imperial garden when a group of people suddenly came from a distance. The leader was sitting in a sedan chair made of colored glaze. He was wearing a cloak inlaid with diamonds, holding a glittering handkerchief in his hand, and even his leather boots were trimmed with gold. He looked like a colorful rooster.
The person standing next to the sedan chair was very familiar to Yu Sheng. It was the butler Luther whom he had not seen for a long time.
Yu Sheng frowned, stopped training, and turned around to avoid the group. Suddenly, he heard a man shouting from behind, "Who is that? How dare you wander around in the royal garden? You didn't even come to pay your respects to me, the prince?"
Yu Sheng paused and turned around. The group of people had already arrived in front of him.
Luther looked at Yu Sheng, a hint of disgust flashed across his eyes, but he concealed it well.
"Lingling, this is Prince Ampe, your master's brother. Come over and say hello." Luther's tone was light, as if the person he ordered was really a little pet to entertain people and pass the time.
Yu Sheng didn't say anything. He squinted his eyes and looked at Prince Anpei, who was said to be the second prince of the Wenxing royal family. Because he had a broken leg and his mental strength was disabled, he was ultimately unable to inherit the throne.
From the looks of it, this Ampei was quite good, and there were some similarities between his eyebrows and eyes with Frey, but his aura was far from enough. In just this moment, Ampei's darting eyes had already swept Yu Sheng from head to toe, and from toe to head, giving Yu Sheng goose bumps.
"Is this the little pet His Majesty brought back?" Ampe's eyes sparkled. "How adorable! Luther, tell His Majesty I want to take it home to play with it for a few days."
Luther glanced at Yu Sheng and did not agree with An Pei's words. Instead, he said, "His Majesty loves the bell very much. I'm afraid it would be difficult for Your Highness to take the bell."
An Pei curled his lips, but he seemed to be in awe of Luther. He just nodded unhappily and said, "Then it's okay for me to play here, right?" After that, he jumped down from the sedan chair.
Thanks to interstellar technology, Ampe's prosthesis is flexible and lifelike. Apart from being affected in combat, daily life is not a problem at all.
He approached Yu Sheng and stretched out his hand to pinch Yu Sheng's cheek, but Yu Sheng waved his hand away in disgust.
"Your Highness." Yu Sheng didn't want to cause trouble for Frey, so he suppressed his anger and said, "I have something else to do. Bye."
An Pei became anxious and raised his voice, "A pet can't even please people? It really needs to be disciplined!" Seeing that Yu Sheng was still trying to leave, he stepped over with one leg, trying to stop Yu Sheng.
Yu Sheng's military instinct made him raise his leg suddenly and kick An Pei's thigh directly. There was a click, accompanied by An Pei's wailing, and his prosthesis was actually broken by the kick.
Ampe fell backward, his golden trousers soaked with blood. Guards rushed forward to support him, while Luther immediately called for a doctor, his eyes dark. "Lock up Lingling! Anyone who dares to attack or harm the prince will be punished, even if it's a rare blue beast!"
"Yes." The guards stepped forward as ordered.
Yu Sheng looked at the group of people coldly and took an attacking stance.
Since you dare to take action, don’t blame me for being rude!
"Catch it for me!" Ampe, who had been injected with painkillers, screamed in frustration, "Send it to the Prince's Palace. I'm going to kill it myself!"
"Who wants to touch him?" As soon as Ampe finished speaking, he heard Frey's low voice. He was so scared that he shuddered all over and shut up.
Everyone saluted and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty."
Frey's face was cold, giving people the illusion that the surrounding temperature had dropped ten degrees. Especially the instigator, Ampe, had already started to shiver.
"Answer me, who wants to touch him?"
Seeing the silence, Frey repeated his words. Although Frey's tone was calm, who could not see that he was angry? Ampe did not dare to provoke this terrifying brother, and shrank like a quail.
Luther hid his disappointment in Ampe and took a step forward. "Your Majesty, Lingling is unruly and has already taken the initiative to attack humans. If it is not tamed, it will become a disaster."
Ignoring Luther, Frey glanced at Amper, not disguising his sarcasm. "Prince Amper, please stop being so arrogant in the palace. Otherwise, I will not be responsible if you lose any limbs."
"Your Majesty!" Luther raised his voice, but Frey didn't even look at him. He took Yu Sheng's hand and left. He was the emperor with real power, and no one dared to stop him.
After Frey and Yu Sheng left, Ampei no longer concealed the resentment in his eyes, as if he wasn't the one who was scared half to death. "Damn it! He just got lucky. It just so happened that my father, my elder brother, and I all had accidents. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to sit on the throne!"
Luther sighed in his heart, wondering why it was this useless Second Prince who survived, instead of the scheming First Prince... If the First Prince had survived, the old royal party would not have been defeated and their property would not have been completely wiped out by the young new king, Frey.
And this guy still thinks that the crash of his hover car was a real accident.
"Your Highness, there's no need to worry." Luther narrowed his eyes. "I've recently discovered some very interesting old stories. If we investigate further and find evidence, Frey will surely fall."
An Pei's eyes lit up, and she asked hurriedly, "What old story? Tell me about it?"
"I can't tell you yet." Luther would never reveal the secret to this prince who was more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything. However, after all, Amper, a legitimate descendant of Caesar, would be needed to inherit the throne in the future. He had to reassure Amper and wait quietly for the right opportunity. "It's about the burned blue beast."
"The blue beast that was burned to death?" Ampei was confused. "My father's pet? What does it have to do with her? Wasn't it dead for many years? Speaking of which, it's such a pity that the only female blue beast in the entire galaxy died. Sigh! I was looking forward to playing with her one day!"
"Your Highness doesn't need to worry about that," Luther said. "Your Highness just needs to wait patiently for the throne."
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