Chapter 14 Hot Milk

Deng Baoying’s office is as simple and steady as he is.

Because it is only a temporary office, there are no excessive decorations or entertainment facilities here, which can be described as cold and hard.

The only special thing is that the security facilities and soundproof signal equipment are particularly complete.

With the door closed, even if a nuclear bomb is placed inside, it may not be heard outside.

"That little green snake is quite nice," Fu Jiao commented with a smile after seeing the door closed, "He is upright and dedicated, and feels completely opposite to the overall style of the snake clan."

Deng Baoying glanced at her.

——It is quite strange that the Supreme God uses the form of a cub to evaluate others as "little green snakes."

"Green is a half-blooded orphan of the snake clan, and is not recognized by the core of the snake clan. He was admitted to the military academy seven or eight years ago on his own merit, and was later recommended to the headquarters of the Inspectorate for internship," the griffon

said calmly and skillfully as he heated the milk for her, the foam bubbling up, "and because of this, he did not receive any education related to the snake clan when he was a child, and his values ​​are more upright." "Compared to other young people in this position, Green is indeed more reassuring."

"Baoying."

"Hmm?"

"Why do you want hot milk?" Fu Jiao's mouth twitched slightly, "I don't drink it."

Deng Baoying ignored him, and put the cup on the sofa in the office with a set of cool and sugary movements. He put the cup on the office sofa and tea table, expressionless: "Drink milk to grow taller."

Fu Jiao: "..."

Past memories flooded into her mind. When Deng Baoying was a teenager, she had also tricked the little lion vulture into drinking milk.

——[Look how thin you are. How can you go out and fight with others in the future? Drinking milk can make you tall and strong... What? You said that only children drink it? Aren't you a child? I am a god, and gods never lie...]

As he said this, the Supreme God smiled and pressed him on the table, watching him drink a whole cup of milk with sugar and condensed milk with reluctance.

Young Fu Jiao: "..........You did it on purpose."

"I don't understand what you are saying," Deng Baoying said expressionlessly, with a calm and composed look, "I just care about you."

Supreme God: "......"

Supreme God once again generously did not bother with the adult lion-griffon, and reluctantly took a sip of milk with a straw.

Deng Baoying sat on the sofa opposite, with his eyes downcast and not speaking. The pair of light golden eyes reflected slender beast-like patterns under the light, and focused on his lost and regained existence. For a moment, the whole office was silent, without any sound.

In the end, Deng Baoying spoke first.

"You... are back," the griffon's voice was very calm, so calm that it seemed as if he was just chatting with an old friend, "We all thought that you would never come back."

"Yeah," Fu Jiao also smiled and agreed with him, "According to the original plan, um... I mean, if there is no special situation, I really won't come back."

"It's not that there was an accident, haha..."

Fu Jiao said lightly, Deng Baoying's eyes became darker, and the fingertips wrapped in snow-white leather gloves curled up slightly, as if he was suppressing some dark emotions.

After a long while, he pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, but his voice became hoarse: "So... why can you come back? And why... will you come back in this state."

The Supreme God did not hear the slight difference in Deng Baoying's voice. Speaking of this, she frowned and revealed a bit of embarrassment: "There is a problem here, I mean, this world."

"Before I fell asleep, I made an unchangeable oath. Only when there are problems in the mortal world that the heirs cannot solve, can the rules of the higher dimension force me to wake up. Now that I wake up so quickly, I'm afraid the problems in this world have reached a point where they are unavoidable."

"As for why it looks like this, I don't know."

Fu Jiao spread her hands and shrugged, smiling helplessly: "Maybe I slept too long, or this body is easier to disguise? To be honest, if you didn't know me, you probably wouldn't have thought that this little brat was the so-called Supreme God?"

"So."

Deng Baoying didn't care about her deliberate self-mockery and ridicule, but pondered her words carefully, and said lightly: "It's not that you subjectively want to return to this world?"

"Why should I subjectively want to return to this world?" Fu Jiao exhaled and asked him back.

The Supreme God sat on the sofa and looked around, then opened his hands and smiled to let him see the entire office, or in other words, the entire huge and advanced starship.

"You see, this world is no longer what it was in the past, and it no longer needs the guidance of the Supreme God or theocracy. You have done very well, really well. Even when I first arrived, I was shocked by the prosperity and perfection of this civilization," the Supreme God's bright and beautiful golden eyes curved, and told him almost gently, "In this era, ancient legends will only be regarded as myths. Living beings have the right and ability to control the future and destiny of this world. Isn't this great?"

"Your civilization will go very far."

Deng Baoying lowered his long light-colored eyes, listening to the other party as approachable as always. His voice was light and peaceful, and it fell into his ears, but with unspeakable cruelty.

"What I mean is, apart from the loopholes in the rules caused by the long period of absence of God," Fu Jiao said softly, "Here, God's salvation is not needed."

"I believe that more people don't want the return of God's power."

...Need.

Need.

He thought that seven thousand years of blood, tears, conquests and trials had made him very calm and composed.

But facing the God Lord who knew nothing and was as gentle and tolerant as ever, Deng Baoying found that he still had to take a few deep breaths before he could barely find his voice: "You mean, you came back this time to fix the rule loophole 'caused by the absence of God for too long.'"

"Well... that's right."

Fu Jiao waved his hand: "That's true in theory, but the rule loophole may be more difficult to fix. I need your help, and it will take some time to investigate."

"During the time I stay in the world, I will try my best not to affect the normal development of civilization, you don't have to worry."

Deng Baoying didn't listen to what she said afterwards, only heard the half sentence "it will take some time."

The griffon exhaled in his heart very secretly and very cheaply.

Deng Baoying couldn't tell what his mood was now.

Joy, bitterness, despair, trembling... maybe a self-deceiving, blinding sense of security.

At least, now, she won't leave.

He was the first one to find her, so he should stay with her until she leaves. This is... this is the reward he deserves.

Even if he regards it as an extremely beautiful dream.

Or, in fact, the moment he saw the Lord God's eyes again, Deng Baoying had already realized a fact with self-mockery.

With just this one glance, he could forgive all the promises that Fu Jiao had broken and all the departures without saying goodbye, just like the cheapest slave.

Even if it would take him an eternity to meet her again, he would be happy with it.

"I will help you."

The platinum-haired superior rubbed his brows tiredly, closed his eyes, but his voice was calm and steady.

"In fact, I have already made some guesses about the so-called loophole - before you landed, the third beast tide broke out in the edge star field of the M31 galaxy. Coincidentally, Lynx brought back live samples from the center of the beast tide and the galaxy storm. I will contact the research institute when the starship returns to the capital star."

"Before that, you stay with me. This will not only ensure your safety, but also evade other people's doubts and avoid unnecessary troubles."

Deng Baoying opened his eyes unusually calmly, and with a steady and official tone, he wrapped his dark and obscure desire for exclusivity with a righteous shell.

Even Fu Jiao couldn't help but sigh in his heart, you see, it's still good to raise your own cubs, and now the great lion eagle is really worry-free.

"Okay," she nodded and agreed easily, smiling, "It just so happens that I am also quite interested in the current world, so let's take it as a trip?"

"Yeah."

The griffon nodded slightly, then sat down at the desk next to him, put on his gold-rimmed plain glasses, picked up a stack of relevant documents next to him, and said softly: "Okay, let's decide this first. If you need anything at that time, just find me... Come and record your fingerprints and identity information first. I will ask someone to equip you with an information card and a smart computer later."

Fu Jiao was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that he was now an orphan. To put it bluntly, he was an illegal immigrant with no father, no mother, and no information.

Fortunately, the current Deng Baoying is in charge of the inspection court related to military and political supervision. If it were someone else, he would probably have to work hard to forge an identity.

It was so convenient.

Fu Jiao had no psychological gap of "being taken care of by her former child".

One day, the Supreme God also experienced the feeling of being taken care of by someone. She even had a sense of relief like an old mother, "Oh, my child is finally in charge".

The small instrument that input fingerprint information continued to emit a faint blue light. The fingertips of the light hugged her wrist. When she lowered her head, her strict collar loosened slightly, revealing the bright blood-red divine pattern from the neck to the clavicle. The contract pattern that symbolized thirst and greed seemed to be comforted by the God Lord at close range, and the negative impact was slowly but clearly decreasing.

What remained was an indescribable satisfaction and sigh.

"......"

Fu Jiao smiled, but didn't say anything. He just looked away and looked away.

The Supreme God's throat moved, and he swallowed back the "I'm sorry" that had been hanging in his throat since the moment they met again.