Chapter 112
"Ares?"
Although Ares is an egg, it is still easy to see when it is stiff.
Thinking that Ares turned into a stiff egg because he heard his electric shock, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. As for what he just said, it seemed that it was really scary. Wu Zimo was embarrassed now that he realized what was going on.
"Don't be afraid, Ares. The master was just joking." The idea of stepfather or something like that really just made him have a wild imagination.
Ares's whole body froze, and he moved stupidly. Although his expression remained the same (° △°|||), Wu Zimo knew that Ares was asking him if it was true.
"It was the master who was joking and frightened Ares. Master, please don't be afraid, Ares."
(┬┬﹏┬┬)After confirming from Wu Zimo once again that it was not true, Ares’ stunned expression finally turned into tears.
Seeing Ares crying so pitifully, Wu Zimo also felt heartbroken. He kissed, hugged, and lifted him up high before he recovered.
Wu Zimo breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ares finally back to normal, but at the same time he was also wondering why Ares reacted so strongly to his joke.
Ares is a quantum beast, and it’s not really his child. Even if he really found a lover, Ares shouldn't react so strongly, right?
Sensing his master's doubts, Ares immediately answered Wu Zimo with his mental power.
(≧へ≦)Because they will be eaten!
"What?"
What is the connection between him looking for a lover and Ares being eaten?
However, no matter how Wu Zimo communicated with Ares, the answer he got was always the same: he would be eaten? Seeing Ares's affirmative answer, Wu Zimo had a very dirty idea in his mind for a moment.
Is it that this food is not the same as that food?
“…”
Cough cough, what a sin, his Ares is still a child!
He shook off the idea of Mosaic that popped up in his mind, but before Wu Zimo could communicate with Ares again, the door of the lounge was knocked.
There was only one person who would knock on the door of the lounge at this time. Thinking of that person, Wu Zimo felt his face, which had already recovered, start to get hot again.
Ares was more direct. Without even asking Wu Zimo to say anything, he went straight back to the spiritual world.
As for the issue of not being eaten that he kept muttering before going back, Wu Zimo no longer had time to pay attention to it.
There was no more knocking on the door, but Wu Zimo could feel that Scott was standing at the door, waiting for his response. Ares had returned to the spiritual world. After making sure that there was no trace of Ares's spiritual power left in the lounge, Wu Zimo asked Scott to come in.
Marshal Scott has been guarding the door of the lounge. If anyone sees him, all kinds of speechless rumors will definitely fly around.
Scott saw Wu Zimo sitting quietly beside the bed, a hint of pampering flashed in his eyes, he closed the door of the lounge, and walked towards Wu Zimo step by step with steady steps.
Wu Zimo, who already felt his face getting hot, didn't look at Scott, but the sound of Scott's footsteps reached his ears clearly.
As Scott got closer, Wu Zimo's cheeks became redder and redder. This was a completely instinctive reaction and was completely out of his control.
"Ahem, Scott, you have finished talking to Major General Bokar."
Wu Zimo's instinct told him that if he didn't say something, he would turn into a steamed shrimp again.
"Um."
Scott's response was very concise, just one word. At the same time, Scott had now walked in front of Wu Zimo. He looked down and saw that Wu Zimo had been keeping his head down and did not dare to look at him. The smile in Scott's eyes deepened, and his fingertips with thin calluses gently touched Wu Zimo's cheek.
The heat clearly coming from the fingertips made Scott smile indulgently. He used his fingertips to exert a little force and gently lifted up Wu Zimo, who was lowering his head.
The black and white eyes met a pair of silver pupils that were as cold as ice, but at this moment Wu Zimo could see emotions in these pupils that were hotter than fire.
"Don't resist me."
"I……"
Although Scott's tone was gentle, the aura revealed in his words was just like him, strong and irresistible.
Scott half-knelt, his eyes level with Wu Zimo who was sitting on the bed. Because Scott's fingers just trapped Wu Zimo, Wu Zimo couldn't look away at all and could only look into Scott's silver pupils.
There weren't many people in the interstellar space who could keep looking into the eyes of a strong man like Scott Alman. Especially now, the emotions in the eyes of this strong man that made people indulge in them made Wu Zimo feel like he was about to suffocate.
This couldn't go on any longer. He had no power to resist Scott Alman.
Wu Zimo admitted that he might have a good impression of the man in front of him, but a good impression does not mean liking him, nor does it mean love.
Wu Zimo didn't know what the future would be like, but now, while he still had the sanity to not indulge in the passion of Scott Alman, Wu Zimo used all his willpower to resist indulging.
Of course, there is something more important, that is, if things continue like this, he will really be eaten like Ares said!
The chrysanthemums are withered, the ground is covered with wounds, and your smile is confused! For the sake of little chrysanthemum, we must resist!
Wu Zimo, who had regained some of his sanity, gritted his teeth, reached out and pushed Scott in front of him, then burst out laughing.
"Pfft, Scott, who taught you to be this domineering CEO style? That's so funny."
Although Wu Zimo was laughing, it might have been more convincing if his face wasn't so red. When Wu Zimo struggled to break free from him, Scott obediently stepped back. Otherwise, with Wu Zimo's strength, there was no way he could have pushed the marshal away.
Scott also understood that Wu Zimo was no longer the same as before, but truly understood what he meant. Scott would certainly give Wu Zimo some room to think, but he would not accept rejection.
Don't think that you can forget the Marshal's strong side just because he usually appears calm and composed. Scott became tough and even his father, Marshal Armand, had to back off.
Therefore, Wu Zimo, who was targeted by this man Scott Alman, had nowhere to escape.
Wu Zimo was laughing dryly, and secretly saw that Scott had no intention of continuing, and finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Putting away the obviously fake smile on his face, Wu Zimo took the initiative to start a conversation.
"Scott, is the combination of that sentinel and the guide really that important?"
Scott didn't know why Wu Zimo suddenly raised this question. He frowned and quickly recovered, saying lightly: "It depends on the situation."
"Hmm? Why do you say that?"
At the beginning, Wu Zimo was wary of the two types of awakeners, the Sentinels and Guides of the Interstellar Age, because he was a guide. From the limited memories of the original owner and the news he heard from that scumbag, Wu Zimo believed that in the Interstellar Federation, although guides were precious, they had no personal freedom.
Just because they are so precious, they should be worshipped like vases, and then continue to be like beautiful vases, allowing buyers to comment on them, and of course, finally sold for a good price.
Don’t blame Wu Zimo for having such thoughts, because that scumbag Borg Fiss has been instilling such perceptions into the original owner all day long. Then he kept saying that only a Sentinel like him was worthy of being a lifelong guide, so if the original owner could awaken and become a guide, he should be chosen as the Sentinel.
With such a wrong perception, it is no wonder that Wu Zimo wanted to hide his identity as a guide at the beginning. Among the awakened ones who awaken to become sentinels, there are far more males than females, so if you are not careful you will really get your anus damaged!
Of course, after Wu Zimo taught the scumbag a lesson and had more contact with those sentinel guides, he realized that his previous perceptions were all false and were not at all like what that scumbag Borg said. Of course, guides without status might be more troublesome, but robbery is really not popular in the interstellar world.
Although the Federal Guide Management Agency is jokingly called a marriage agency, if a guide asks them for help, Mrs. Maria, who is determined to become a matchmaker, will let you know that she is not only a gentle lady, but can also transform into Athena, the goddess of war in Greek mythology during the ancient Earth period at any time.
The more Wu Zimo learned about the Interstellar Federation, the less he cared about his identity as a guide. However, until he discovers the specialness of Ares and before he is fully grown and unable to protect himself and Ares, Wu Zimo's identity as a guide still needs to be kept secret.
Wu Zimo asked Scott about the news of the Sentinel Guide because Scott, as the commander of the Condemnation Legion, should know more than anyone else.
Scott didn't know what Wu Zimo was thinking. He just thought that he was curious about the combination of the sentinel and the guide because of what he saw in Bokar today.
"For high-level sentinels, if their personalities are not rational and calm, and if they don't have a bound guide, they will easily develop mental agitation when they encounter external stimuli. If they are discovered in time, the results will be better, just like what happened to Bokar today. After taking medicine and not using mental power for a month, there shouldn't be any problems."
When Wu Zimo heard that Bokar was fine, he nodded to show that he understood. Although he also didn't like the man who took advantage of him as soon as they met, after all, this Major General Bokar Murphy was a federal soldier and one of his own, so Wu Zimo could tolerate it.
"What happens if we don't find it in time?"
If the problem is discovered in time, you need to rest for a month. But what about those who discover it too late?
Wu Zimo asked, and Scott was silent for a while before answering: "It depends on the actual situation."
Not knowing what he remembered, Wu Zimo immediately asked, "What about the serious one?"
"The body exploded and died."
This time Scott didn't pause and gave Wu Zimo a clear answer.
Chapter 113
"this……"
Scott's answer made Wu Zimo feel a chill in his heart. He didn't know what he was thinking about, and his face turned pale. Scott felt a pain in his heart when he saw Wu Zimo's face change suddenly. He reached out and hugged Wu Zimo tightly in his arms.
"Don't worry, this will never happen to me."
“…”
This time, Wu Zimo was held in Scott's arms without any struggle. Leaning in Scott's arms, his nose was filled with Scott's unique cool breath, which calmed Wu Zimo's mood.
Wu Zimo, who had recovered, pushed Scott awkwardly. This time, Scott did not obey Wu Zimo's action. Instead, he tightened his grip, lowered his head and whispered in Wu Zimo's ear, "I don't know how to find a guide."
"Ah? How can this be possible!"
Hearing that Scott actually refused to find a guide, Wu Zimo had no time to care about his shyness or the heartache in his heart that it would be very dangerous for Scott not to bind a guide.
He looked up blankly at Scott who had a determined look on his face.
"Scott, it's too dangerous if you don't find a guide!" Wu Zimo knew of Scott's abilities, so when he heard that his mental agitation would explode if it was not discovered in time and there was no guide to relieve it, he turned pale with worry.
But now Scott actually told him that he didn't know how to find a guide. Isn't this courting death?
"No, I can handle it myself."
“…”
Scott's words clearly told him not to worry, but Wu Zimo miraculously felt that Bokar was itching to bite Scott.
Marshal's words are indeed very hateful.
Noticing Wu Zimo's silence in his arms, Scott had a hint of smile in his eyes. This time he finally let go of Wu Zimo who was holding his arms and asked another question.
"Did Rokar tell you the results of the fusion matching between me and the guide?"
Wu Zimo didn't know why Scott asked this, but he really didn't know so he could only shake his head. Seeing Wu Zimo actually shaking his head, it seems that although Rocard is unreliable, he still has professional qualities in some matters.
"What happened to your matchmaking results?"
Although Wu Zimo didn't know why Scott suddenly brought this up at first, he knew that there was definitely something wrong with the pairing results.
"My highest fusion matching result is 5%." Scott didn't mind letting Wu Zimo know this at all, and it was also to ease Wu Zimo's mind.
In the Federation, although marriage is free, many people believe that Sentinels should marry Guides, so that the children born will have a greater chance of awakening and becoming Sentinel Guides.
So generally speaking, the marriage partners of the children of big families are either sentinels or guides, unless they are ordinary people. It is very rare for sentinels or guides to marry ordinary people.
“5%?!”
Well, compared to knowing that Scott would find a suitable guide in the future, Wu Zimo was really shocked when he heard this result, "No way, could it be a mistake?"
5%, this data is too ridiculous! For a moment, Wu Zimo said that he didn't know whether to comfort the Marshal or to sigh that such a weird result happened to the Marshal.
However, Scott easily accepted this result. From the look of him, he didn't care at all whether he could find a guide with a high degree of fusion.
"So you don't have to worry at all."
5%. This result makes it no different for Marshal Scott to spend his life as an ordinary person or a sentinel.
Although Scott said this, Wu Zimo was still very conflicted, but he didn't know what he was conflicted about.
"Scott, how do you pair the fusion level of this Sentinel Guide?" Finally, Wu Zimo gritted his teeth and asked the question.
Scott frowned slightly when he heard Wu Zimo keep asking questions about this, but he finally answered: "To collect the pheromones of the Sentinel Guides, you can go to the Federal Guide Agency in person for pairing, or you can log on to the official website of the Guide Agency on the Star Network for pairing."
"These are all confidential, so you don't have to worry about other people knowing your situation. Of course, if you want to know who the other person is, you must get their consent."
"Is that so? How did you collect that person's pheromones?"
"There are special instruments. If you are curious about this, you can go to Luo Ye. He has them."
Wu Zimo was like a problem baby, but Scott still carefully explained the knowledge in this area to Wu Zimo.
Seeing the thoughtful look in Wu Zimo's eyes, Scott felt a trace of heartache again. With Wu Zimo's talent, there would be absolutely no problem for him to awaken and become a guide, but fate plays tricks on him. Although for Scott, it doesn’t matter to him whether Wu Zimo is a guide or not.
"Ordinary people are actually pretty good." Scott raised his hand and rubbed the top of Wu Zimo's head, speaking softly and gently.
Wu Zimo was thinking about how to "borrow" Luo Ye's instrument. In response to Scott's comfort, he just nodded instinctively.
Little did he know that his actions made the Marshal even more heartbroken.
He was thinking whether he should speed up his plan so that Wu Zimo could become his own as soon as possible. But thinking of Wu Zimo's attitude just now, he had to calm down his anxious mood. Don't be impatient, everything must be based on Wu Zimo's will.
Wu Zimo had no idea that he was almost branded with the Marshal's exclusive mark. Scott was still calm, so he continued to take it step by step. Anyway, in the eyes of the Marshal, this young man Wu Zimo has already been marked with his mark.
Although there were some unexpected events during the Vanguard Regiment's trip, the result was still perfect. At least for Wu Zimo and Scott, their relationship became much closer. Of course, for those gossipers who had been keeping an eye on the Marshal's gossips, they were also very satisfied.
The marshal confessed his love in public, and the boy turned around and ran away shyly. This topic is quite explosive!
Because of the Marshal's previous cleansing operation, those excited gossipers could only spread the news privately and did not dare to show their excitement in public.
But not everyone is afraid of the Marshal, for example, the current hostess of the Alman Manor Castle and a certain old man.
"That kid Scott confessed his feelings in public?!"
"Yes ma'am."
Although Butler Finn still had a submissive expression, he could not conceal the excitement in his eyes. The young master has indeed grown up, at least he knows how to pursue the person he likes!
"Hehe, love really changes people. It seems we don't have to worry about Scott scaring Wu Zimo away."
Although the person the Marshal confessed his love to eventually ran away, this was not the same kind of running away. She ran away out of embarrassment, not because she was scared and trembling with fear.
Mrs. Alman was satisfied. She originally thought that her family was a piece of wood, but now it seems that Scott's child has inherited Pars' strengths.
Mrs. Alman's face suddenly turned pink as she remembered something. At the same time, her light brain suddenly rang. When she opened it, the person displayed on the light brain was the person she had just been thinking of.
Does this count as telepathic communication? Mrs. Alman's face, which had been smooth and fair despite the baptism of time, couldn't help but turn a layer of pink.
After snorting at herself for being an old fool, Mrs. Arman seemed to be very elegant but in fact she was impatient to open her computer.
When Butler Finn saw the expression on his wife's face, he knew that the person in front of the computer was the master. Seeing his wife's expression, Butler Finn smiled knowingly, then took a few steps back, giving the space to his wife and the master.
As soon as the optical computer was connected, without waiting for Mrs. Alman to speak, the powerful voice of old Marshal Alman opposite was transmitted to Mrs. Alman's ears through the optical computer signal.
"What's up with that kid Scott?"
Because he has been so busy with the things happening on those planets recently that he doesn't even have time to chat with his wife, so how can he have time to take care of Scott, his son who doesn't need anyone to worry about him.
However, the old marshal didn't know that during this time when he was in a state of panic, something big happened to his little boy. He only learned the news from his old friend.
"What's going on?"
Mrs. Alman certainly knew what her husband was asking, but when she saw her husband's look, she suddenly felt unhappy, so her expression became casual.
The two have been married for so many years, how could the old marshal not know that his wife was angry? He had to suppress his doubts and try to please his wife.
No wonder Madame Arman said that the Marshal actually inherited the strengths of the old marshal. Just look at how the old marshal coaxes Madame Arman. To be honest, if outsiders saw that Marshal Pars Arman was still such a good coaxer, they would definitely be shocked.
Mrs. Arman has been married to the old marshal for many years, so how could she not know her husband's character? Listening to those embarrassing sweet words, although she felt embarrassed, Mrs. Arman had a smile on her face that was so sweet that it made people feel like they had eaten honey.
"Okay, okay. If the child saw you like this, I don't know what he would think."
The majestic father in my memory is so shameless in private, which really damages his image.
"Humph, what does that guy have to do with me talking sweet nothings to my wife? By the way, what happened to Scott? Did old man Modley say that Scott has someone he likes?"
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