Chapter 047
"Hahahaha." Rocard finally couldn't help but laughed out loud again, holding his stomach. Especially now Caesar's expression was really rare to see in a thousand years. Rocard decided that while Wu Zimo was here, he must laugh enough this time!
"Marshal Alman?" Wu Zimo ignored Rocard who was laughing, looked at Scott in confusion, and gave himself a thousand thumbs up for his superb acting skills in his heart.
Scott ignored Rocard who was holding his stomach and laughing. Anyway, he had many ways to make Rocard, a subordinate, understand that it was not so easy to watch his boss's tricks.
Pushing aside Caesar who was blocking the way, Scott said to Wu Zimo and Luo Ye: "Come in." As for Rocard, he was most familiar with this place and there was no need to pay any attention to him.
"Yes, Marshal."
Luo Ye nodded to Scott with a smile on his face. Although he also thought that the interaction between Caesar and the young man Wu Zimo was very interesting, he couldn't be as bold as Rocard. By the way, has the adjutant forgotten the marshal's pettiness again?
Luo Ye walked in front, Wu Zimo nodded to Scott and followed him in. As for Rocard, who was still laughing, he was locked outside the door by the Marshal, so he could just ignore it.
"Hey! Scott, I haven't gone in yet! Why did you close the door?" Rocard, who was left behind, could only knock on the door pitifully.
By the time everyone sat down at the reception table in the office, quite a while had passed. Rocard, who was locked outside the door, was of course let in. In order to make his presence felt, Rocard was very servile and added juice for Wu Zimo.
"Sorry, Mo, we only have coffee and juice here. Scott doesn't like tea very much."
There was tea in the interstellar age as well. Even after thousands of years, Chinese civilization has always had a profound impact on the interstellar world. Of course, after so many years of mixing, there are definitely no pure Chinese people left, but Wu Zimo's black hair and black eyes are so pure, the concentration of Chinese blood must be very high.
"No, juice is fine." Wu Zimo had to be polite in front of his idol.
As for Scott, his eyes darkened when he heard what Rocard said, and he wondered if he should prepare tea here in the office? But he is more concerned about something else now.
"Amo?" It was Rocard who called Wu Zimo "Amo", but Scott was looking at Wu Zimo and asked the question.
"Yes, Marshal Alman. My friends call me A Mo." So please don't call him Xiao Mo Mo! Wu Zimo was smiling when he talked about this, but Rocard, who was sitting next to him, could strangely feel the chill inside and shivered instinctively.
"Yes, yes, call him A Mo, it's more intimate." Rocard immediately agreed, although he preferred the nickname Xiao Mo Mo.
Scott nodded and was silent for a moment before turning to Luo Ye and saying, "Your laboratory has always been cleaned up by someone. If you have any new suggestions, you can find Rocard."
"Hey, Scott, you really want to keep me busy to death."
Luo Ye ignored the shouting Rocard and nodded to Scott in understanding.
He has now changed his job to become a chef. Although he has not lost the ability to prepare potions, after several years of practical experiments, he has found that the dishes cooked by him can better integrate his mental power.
These dishes are better at soothing the Sentinels' mania, and even the Guides are affected.
This strange change made Luo Ye surprised and more motivated to become an excellent chef guide.
"I know how to do it."
Luo Ye nodded to Scott first, then turned to Rocard, who was still shouting about going on strike, and smiled, "I just happen to have an idea now. I wonder if Adjutant Rocard has time to help me with it?"
“…”
Madan! You bad guys just like to bully him! It's a rare opportunity to see Scott's cold and reserved performance, can't he watch the whole thing?
Sorry, no. Is it so easy to see the Marshal's good show?
Under Luo Ye's gentle but threatening smile, Rocard could only nod bitterly, "Of course I have time now. Luo Ye, your laboratory is of great importance. I will definitely take charge of it myself."
After saying that, he could only follow Luo Ye obediently and walk out, although those eyes would glance back from time to time. However, one of the protagonists had a deep expression and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking, while the other one was smiling the whole time, but based on Rocard's knowledge, it was even more difficult to tell what was in the little fox's heart.
After Rokar and Luo Ye left the office, Wu Zimo put down the juice in his hand and looked more serious. "Marshal Alman, do you have something to talk to me about?"
Although Wu Zimo is usually a bit off-key, he clearly saw the look that his idol gave Luo Ye just now, so he asked Luo Ye to take Rokar away first. Now there are only two of them left in the office. The Marshal must have something important to discuss with him that cannot be disclosed.
“Scott.”
"Huh? Scott?"
Wu Zimo, who was keeping a serious expression and preparing to talk business with his idol, was suddenly unable to react for a moment when he heard Scott's words, and could only repeat them stupidly.
"yes."
"Well……"
Facing the Marshal's serious expression, Wu Zimo felt that he really didn't understand the world of male gods...
But he didn't have time to think about why the marshal suddenly introduced himself, because the big black cat with a cute contrast started to walk up to him and act cute again.
Big black cat, does your owner know that you are so cute?
Sorry, of course my master knows.
"Caesar."
"Um?"
Male god! Your Excellency the Marshal! I beg you to be old! Can you take a few more breaths when you speak? He really doesn’t know how to play guessing game!
However, no matter how mad Wu Zimo was in his heart, the Marshal still did his own thing. The marshal who was originally sitting stood up from his seat, leaned next to Wu Zimo, took his hand, and stroked Caesar's head in front of Wu Zimo's confused gaze.
Under normal circumstances, if it were an ordinary person, he would not be able to see Caesar being touched on the head, but Wu Zimo was a guide, so of course he could see the happy look on Caesar's face as he rubbed his palm!
Caesar, so this is who you are!
Do you know that acting cute is shameful? I will endure it, I will endure it! Not only did Wu Zimo have to suppress his excitement and eagerness to pounce on the adorable black cat in front of him, he also had to gently comfort Ares who was getting angry in his spiritual world.
Restraining his impulse, Wu Zimo could only look at Scott who was leaning against him with a puzzled expression.
"Marshal Arman?"
“Scott.”
"Well, Master Scott, what is this?"
“Scott.”
“…”
My god, has anyone ever told you that your stubbornness or obsessive-compulsive disorder is very bad? But when you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. But don’t even think about calling him your idol’s name or anything like that, just thinking about it feels so cool, doesn’t it?
The little Momo in his mind was already rolling around with excitement, but on the surface he had to appear serious. Wu Zimo felt that he was quite scheming.
"Then Scott, may I ask what you are doing now?"
"I have no use for you. Caesar is before you."
It really takes a lot of twists and turns to understand what the male god says, but this sentence is quite easy to understand. I don’t know what he was thinking about, but Wu Zimo’s eyes were filled with a smile. It seems that the male god treats his quantum beast very well.
However, Wu Zimo, who thought that the Marshal was very good to his own quantum beast, did not know that this was the result of the negotiation between Scott and Caesar. Let Wu Zimo touch Caesar's head, and Caesar will obediently return to the spiritual world and not make trouble again.
Following the scheming boy Wu Zimo, his male god Marshal Scott Alman has also become a scheming male god.
Sure enough, after Scott pulled back Wu Zimo's hand that was stroking Caesar's head, Caesar looked at Scott with his silver vertical pupils, growled indignantly, and disappeared, returning obediently to the spiritual world.
Wu Zimo didn't know about the agreement between Caesar and Scott, and he couldn't show that he had noticed the disappearance of Caesar's quantum beast, so he could only look at Scott with a puzzled look.
"It's back in the spirit world."
"Oh." Wu Zimo nodded without any doubt, then looked down at the bronze hand that was still holding his hand.
The contrast of this color on Wu Zimo's fair wrist is huge, but it is not an eyesore. Of course Wu Zimo didn't think too much about it, he just expressed envy when he saw the male god's skin color.
He was originally a weakling, but his skin was so fair and never tanned. Isn't he a fighting chicken among weaklings? He has a pretty face and looks like you come and bully me without even saying anything.
It makes me feel depressed just thinking about it.
"What are you thinking about?"
The perceptive Scott noticed Wu Zimo's resentment, looked down at the two hands clasped together, an unknown emotion flashed across his eyes, and a steady voice rang in Wu Zimo's ears, causing Wu Zimo to subconsciously reply: "Scott, you have a great figure."
However, after Wu Zimo finished speaking, he realized that he was courting death in front of his idol again!
"Uh! My idol, no, Scott, I don't mean anything else! I just envy your bronze skin color. Look at me, no matter how much I tan, I'll always be a weak white color."
Seeing Wu Zimo anxiously explaining, Scott's eyes darkened. When Wu Zimo finished explaining and looked at him cautiously, he said, "Do you like it?"
"Ah? Of course I like it." My dear male god, aren't you jumping around too much? But Wu Zimo still nodded honestly. With such a strong, masculine and explosive body, Wu Zimo is also a man, so how could he not like it.
But in his two lives, he had a weak body, although not the skinny type. However, even if he was not compared with Marshal Scott, Wu Zimo was now not even as good as the guide Luo Ye!
Nothing could be more depressing than this fact.
"You're doing fine."
“…”
My god, are you smiling... Don't doubt it! I saw the smile in the corner of your eyes! My idol, how can you treat your diehard fans like this? My idol, will I tell you that you will really lose me as your diehard fan if you do this?
Chapter 048
"Ahem." It was too difficult to respond to the male god's words, so Wu Zimo decided to ignore it directly and slightly moved his wrist that was held by Scott.
Scott noticed Wu Zimo's struggle, his eyes darkened, and he let go obediently. But he did not sit back on the other side, but sat next to Wu Zimo.
Wu Zimo can now ignore the strange attitude of her male god.
I just thought that my male god must have a hard time as the marshal of the Heavenly Punishment Legion, and he was so humble for a genius like him. Wu Zimo also had a wild imagination. If Rocard did not accept Rocard's invitation, would the male god learn from Liu Bei in the Three Kingdoms period and visit him three times at his cottage?
Uh, forget it, how can the male god learn from that crybaby!
As a male god, he should sit on the altar with dignity and elegance, and look noble and cold, watching the prosperity of the world with cold eyes without being shaken, and then accept the worship of three incense sticks in the morning and evening from his believers.
It's a good thing that the Marshal doesn't have the ability to read minds, otherwise he would know that Wu Zimo actually wanted to move him to the altar and burn three incense sticks every morning and evening, and he was just short of handing him over to the country as if he were some rare item.
"Scott, do you have anything important to tell me?" Wu Zimo had to take the initiative as he could no longer let the male god steer the topic to the other side of the black hole.
Scott looked down at Wu Zimo's serious expression, his eyes moved, and then he said something else, following his words, "You should have more than just the mother-child system in your hands."
The male god actually served a straight ball, which really opened Wu Zimo's eyes and almost caught him off guard. But Wu Zimo is no pushover. It’s not like the great MO hasn’t dealt with certain state departments in the past. But let’s be honest, compared to those departments who often talk too much nonsense and never get to the point, Wu Zimo prefers the directness of his male god.
If you are a man, you should be decisive and efficient! Twisting and wiggling like a piece of wool!
Wu Zimo came back to his senses and gave Scott beside him a bright smile, but did not answer directly.
This is something that both parties know very well, so there is no need to say it out loud.
Scott's silver eyes were filled with Wu Zimo's brilliant smile, and his fingertips moved slightly, recalling the soft touch he had just touched.
Scott calmed down before saying, "I will set up a special procedures department for you."
"Huh? No need to go through so much trouble, Scott."
Setting up a special department sounds tempting, but for Wu Zimo it is not a bad thing but it is not a good thing either.
Even if he had been a stay-at-home in his previous life, he had seen or heard a lot about interpersonal relationship management issues in the office. As a paratrooper, he was suddenly treated so specially by the marshal, which would definitely attract the attention of other people in the Condemnation Legion.
It’s okay if he has a good personality, but if he has a shortsighted personality, he will definitely be sarcastic. Although there is an old saying that a person who is not envied is a mediocre person, Wu Zimo himself does not care about those people's gossips, but he does not want to cause trouble if he can keep his ears quiet.
And the most important reason is that he is used to sitting quietly in front of the computer and doing bad things secretly!
Scott didn't know that Wu Zimo had such far-fetched thoughts in his mind. After hearing the other party's refusal, he pondered for a moment and accepted Wu Zimo's refusal.
This special department was established for Wu Zimo's ability. If Wu Zimo himself refuses and they still insist on establishing it, it would become a case of doing good with bad intentions.
Putting the matter of establishing the department aside for now, Scott remembered another thing and asked Wu Zimo, "Can you send me a copy of the parent-child system?"
"Scott, do you want it? Oh, yeah, I almost forgot. How are you going to study it if I don't send it to you?"
Wu Zimo only now remembered that the parent-child system had been in his hands all along. Even the system that had been installed on Mocha and the others' mechas had been automatically cleared after the end of the academic year assessment, leaving no trace at all.
This is Wu Zimo's personal habit, and he also told Mocha and the others about it.
At first, when Mocha and the others heard that this system could automatically clear itself, they felt it was a bit of a waste. But when they thought about it, this system belonged to Wu Zimo, and they were already getting a great deal just by being able to use it.
Of course Wu Zimo didn’t think so much about it, as this system is still in its early stages. It's okay to deal with low-level dimensional Zerg like the hairy spider worm, but when encountering high-level dimensional Zerg, even with the help of this system, Mocha and his team's combat effectiveness is really a problem and they are too much of a drag.
Wu Zimo didn't waste any time and directly turned on the computer. He then pulled out the folder containing the parent-child system, and then his ten fingers flew around, fiddling with something.
When Wu Zimo was working, he could completely ignore everything around him. Even when Scott looked at him with a particularly meaningful look, Wu Zimo didn't notice it at all.
When Wu Zimo's fingers stopped, Scott also retracted his gaze.
"Scott, this is the program code of the parent-child system, as well as the program core. But I have encrypted it. Whether you are using or studying the core data inside, if you don't have the password and encounter brute force cracking, it will be automatically deleted."
Wu Zimo packed the documents while talking. When he was about to send them to Scott, he remembered something he had forgotten. "Ah, I forgot. Scott, I don't have your computer number."
Scott calmly turned on the computer and typed something into it. Soon, Wu Zimo's computer received an email notification sound. Wu Zimo, who was completely confused, opened the email and saw that it was actually from Scott.
Seeing Wu Zimo open the email, Scott spoke up, "This is the internal network pass of the Condemnation Corps, and it also has encryption methods and channels. You can use this pass to send emails through the internal network port in the future."
"This is the pass port of the Condemnation Legion." To be honest, Wu Zimo has been interested in the internal channels of the Condemnation Legion for a long time, but he would not crack it casually.
Randomly hacking into military communication channels will result in a military court.
Wu Zimo might do some minor bad things on the Internet, but he would never do anything as serious as this.
After opening the email, I don’t know what Wu Zimo did, and then he sent the packaged file to Scott through internal encryption.
Wu Zimo smiled when he heard the email alert sound from Scott's computer.
What he didn't tell his idol was that the internal encryption channel of the Condemnation Legion was indeed very safe, but Wu Zimo's private encryption method was even safer. With this double insurance, absolutely no one could intercept the emails he sent.
Scott opened the light brain and saw the email with Wu Zimo's name. He did not open it, but looked up at Wu Zimo with a lively smile. His heart moved again, but he said to Wu Zimo: "You must be tired after sitting on the warship for such a long time. I will ask someone to take you down to rest."
Some things cannot be rushed, Scott, as the marshal commanding a legion, certainly knows this, especially since he doesn't understand his own thoughts yet, so he should not push the boy in front of him too hard.
"Then I won't disturb you from working, Scott." Wu Zimo certainly understood what his idol meant. He nodded in agreement and followed the subordinate Scott called over to the room prepared for him.
Scott was the only one left in the empty office again. Caesar, who was forced back into the spiritual world, finally had the chance to run out again.
“Oh.”
"Don't make a fuss."
“Ouch!”
"I still can't figure it out now, so I can't rush into anything. Anyway, the person is already here."
“Oh.”
After calming down the irritable Caesar, Scott reached out and scratched Caesar's chin, and the gaze hidden under his eyes became deeper.
On the other side, Wu Zimo, who returned to his private room, began to go crazy because Ares, who had been in the spiritual world, jumped out and looked at Wu Zimo with a crying expression on his face.
(┳＿┳), I (┳＿┳), I keep (┳＿┳)
Wu Zimo looked at Ares, whose screen was almost flooded with T-signs, with a frown on his face. He held his forehead with his hands. He really couldn't handle a quantum beast with an IQ at the toddler level!
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