Each administrative planet has a chief consul, some are the speaker of the parliament, and some are members of the royal family. The chief consul who was airborne from the planet Belfield is the newly-coming third princess. To some extent, she is just a mascot, and the ones who really do the work are the team behind her.
Ye Ruisheng's mission on this trip is to safely deliver the princess and her team to the planet Belfield. Of course, in the days to come, he will also take over the military affairs of the planet Belfield as the military governor.
Therefore, Ye Ruisheng knew the reason behind the princess's several intentional and unintentional approaches. However, due to her identity and age, he did not expose her and ignored her. However, at this moment, the princess went a little over the line: "Your Highness, this is not the place for you to come."
The Third Princess blushed. "I'm sorry, the Lieutenant General is going to catch the pirates. I'm just a little worried. I also want to discuss what to do when we land tomorrow and what to do when we declare our appointment. I'm a little nervous..."
"The etiquette officer will teach you those things." Ye Ruisheng interrupted her.
The Third Princess's expression faltered, and she forced a smile. "The etiquette officers have taught me, but I still... Lord Lieutenant General, you know I've never experienced such a grand occasion since I was a child. The thought of facing my subjects as a consul makes me feel overwhelmed. Lord Lieutenant General is like a very powerful and reliable elder to me, so I'd like to ask for advice on how to adjust my mood."
As she spoke, she looked up at Ye Ruisheng with trust, expecting him to pass on some of his experience to her. Her two young hands couldn't help but twisted together in her sleeves.
It would be hard for anyone with a heart of stone to ignore such a plea for help from a girl of noble birth who had been neglected since childhood and whose self-confidence was fragile. However, Ye Ruisheng remained calm, "I'm sorry, Princess, but I don't have any experience as a consul, so I can't help you." He paused and said sincerely, "But if you're simply nervous about facing so many people, I suggest you watch some footage of the National Celebration, military parades, or other times when the Chief Consul took office. It might be helpful."
After he finished speaking, he no longer looked at the Third Princess's frozen expression and said, "I'm sorry, I have something else to do and can't accompany you." He said to Zhou Qin, "Find two female officers to entertain Her Royal Highness."
With that, he walked away. Zhou Qin responded, smiling as he accompanied the princess on behalf of his superior, shaking his head inwardly. Last time, she had been shy, but this time, she looked at her elder with a look of dependence. Her strategy had indeed changed quickly, but was this royal princess mistaking the intelligence of a battle-hardened general? Or was she simply too confident in herself? These tactics were truly...incompetent.
Well, no one would be so stupid as to break into an army group’s flagship.
On the other hand, Ye Ruisheng put this little episode behind him. Even if the other party really regarded him as an elder, he had no obligation or interest to teach other people's children.
He walked into his room, took a shower, changed out of his torn combat uniform, and put on loose and comfortable shirt and trousers. Then he looked at the tear on his combat uniform in silence for a long time, turned around, took out a small box from the safe and put it on the table.
When the box was opened, inside was a piece of silver leaf-like object, half the size of a palm and about half a finger thick.
This thing looks small, but it weighs more than 20 pounds. Ye Ruisheng's hand was once swollen like a bun after being hit by it, but now he can hold it between his fingers and spin it in circles, as if it were really a light leaf.
For the past three years, he had kept it with him, occasionally taking it out to examine. He had once privately taken it for identification, and the results proved that it was not a known substance, and its strength and hardness were even higher than the highest-grade alloys in existence. Knowing the commotion it would cause, Ye Ruisheng never showed it to anyone again.
He put the thing to his nose and sniffed it. After such a long time, the smell on it had long dissipated, but Ye Ruisheng would never forget the scent of the fresh grass and trees. It was elusive, special, but also very ordinary. If it was ordinary, he had never smelled this smell since then.
But last night, he smelled it on a cat.
Now that I think about it, if the kitten's fur color was lighter, its eyes were a little lighter, and its size was enlarged a few hundred times... it would be exactly the same as the giant cat.
An obscure and bizarre but seemingly reasonable guess formed in his mind. If that was the case, a hint of anticipation gradually rose in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
We really made the right choice to come to this planet, Belfield.
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Although they had obtained a batch of alloys, how to get them back to Little Flower Star was a problem. Jinchu was worried about this.
He had two options. One was to have Little Meow carry it back, but that would take a long time and be tiring for Little Meow. Furthermore, getting in and out of the planet Belfield wasn't easy, and there was a risk of being discovered. Besides, he couldn't have Little Meow run every time he wanted to get something from Little Flower Planet. Wouldn't that tire him out?
The second option is for him to deliver it himself.
He had some experience in space manipulation. Moving a planet meant moving large objects over long distances. He could send these alloys back with just a thought, but it would consume a lot of energy. If he did it too many times, he would probably be crippled.
After all, he still lacks in endurance and stability. Just like he is very good at big moves like moving the planet, and can output bursts instantly, but he can't maintain an alien space around him like a steady stream. Ultimately, he is too young.
The little flower demon, who was already one thousand and three years old, was saddened by the helpless fact that she was not mature enough. The kitten next to her came over and meowed twice, indicating that she was willing to make a trip.
Interstellar travel is still very enjoyable for it.
Jinchu hugged it and gave it a kiss: "Thank you, little meow!"
But on this night, when he was about to send the cat away, he found that he couldn't get out at all.
It's like a big net is spread outside the planet. Satellites and radars are monitoring the planet without leaving any blind spots. It is impossible to leave the planet without alerting those who break through the atmosphere.
It seems to be saying that important people are coming to the planet, and this is the preparation to welcome them?
Well, there is no need to worry about it now. Jin Chu went to the lush hilltop where he had been basking in the moonlight before, and transformed into his original form. His branches and leaves covered most of the mountain. Near the center, there was a pile of alloys of various shapes, and of course the frame of the hover car. There was also a kitten beside it, wagging its tail and staring at the surroundings vigilantly.
The leaves gradually began to glow, becoming translucent and emerald green, like fireflies scattered across the mountains. Gradually, the branches of the tree also began to glow, like thin veins...
At the same time, it was still daytime on Little Flower Star, but there was not much difference between day and night, and it was dark everywhere.
At the edge of the magma pool, where Jinchu had previously taken root to keep warm, there was a short and thick root buried in the soil that he had separated from his body. This root suddenly began to grow and sprout, and grew into a plant that was exactly the same as Jinchu's body but many times smaller. Moreover, this plant was translucent, as if it was unreal, and then a pile of alloy suddenly appeared in the center of the plant.
The pile of alloy was quickly picked up by the tentacles of the magma pool, melted, and hammered, and finally turned into a very, very small silver-white object.
The lava pool was very happy to finally eat something new. Although that little bit of energy had almost no effect on its huge body, and did not make it brighter, warmer, or grow any bigger, it was still very happy and used its tentacles to convey its mood to the illusory plant.
Soon the plant slowly withered, and finally only a root buried in the soil remained.
In another galaxy, on the planet Belfield, Jinchu was completely withered, his branches drooping, his leaves dim. As the night wore on, the moon slowly retreated, and the sun had yet to emerge. He transformed into a humanoid form, sitting on a dark mountaintop in the early hours of the morning. His face was pale, and his spirits were not quite up. He rested his chin on his hand, thinking. Those alloys were indeed what the magma pool needed. From the information Xiao Rongrong had conveyed to him, it seemed that the lower the quality, the more favored...
No, it should be said that the less processed it is, the more it likes it. It likes that pile of slag the most, but unfortunately, it says it has too many inedible things in it, like stones and so on...
Jinchu used his clever and flexible brain to think about it, and combined with his understanding of the human world in the past few days, he made a formula in his mind: high-level metal ore > low-level metal ore > high-level low-processing alloy > low-level low-processing alloy > metal slag. As for those parts that have been processed through countless procedures and are made very delicate, he will not consider them in the future.
After figuring this out, Jinchu stretched out his body, feeling extremely happy. He turned into a blade of grass and circled it around the cat's neck, letting it carry him down the mountain.
Today is really different. Walking on the street, it is bustling everywhere. Aircraft and hover cars are flying in the sky, colorful banners are hung on the buildings, and colorful balloons are floating everywhere. People are busy decorating the city.
Jin Chu was lying in the cat's fur, watching everything curiously. Suddenly, there was a hissing sound, and the entire wall of the tall building in front of him suddenly turned into a huge screen, showing the scene of warships landing. Then the camera swept across the welcoming scene of the huge crowds of people.
The people around stopped what they were doing, and the cat on the street also stopped.
Cat: "Meow..."
Jinchu: “Wow…”
The two country bumpkins immediately exclaimed in surprise.
A host appeared on the screen, pointing at the warships landing at the harbor. "What we're seeing now are the Royal Fleet and the Seventh Army's fleets. They're bringing with them the Chief Archon and Governor of our planet, Belfield."
"...Her Royal Highness Princess Doya Anlilun, Chief Archon, fifteenth in line to the imperial throne, held her coming-of-age ceremony in May of this year. She is currently a student at the Royal Academy of Arts, excelling in both character and academics..."
As the words were spoken, a beautiful girl wearing an elegant palace dress appeared on the screen. She stood gracefully and dignifiedly in a magnificent and tall palace, and was wearing a coming-of-age crown.
Cat: "Meow..."
Jinchu: “Wow…”
This human is very beautiful, and this house is also very beautiful.
"The Governor-General is the leader of the Seventh Army, Lieutenant General Ye Ruisheng. Lieutenant General Ye was born a commoner and possesses psychic powers. He has fought in over twenty battles, both large and small, and has accumulated numerous military achievements... At the age of 28, he became the youngest major general in the empire, and a year ago he was promoted to lieutenant general on the capital planet... The 75th Legion he leads was promoted to an army group that same year, becoming the empire's sixth major army group."
This time the introduction was very long, with blah blah blah going on and on. The footage released simultaneously was of the awarding ceremony a year ago. A tall man in a black military uniform was awarded the epaulettes of a lieutenant general on the podium. He turned neatly amid the sound of the salute and raised his hand to salute. His face was handsome and resolute, and his eyes were calm and profound.
Maomao: “…”
Jinchu: “…”
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