Chapter 86 Purple Sky

The fruit season is three months.

But Deng Baoying will leave the capital star the next day.

The night before leaving, Lin called to inform Deng Baoying about the handover. She sounded tired. After all, she hadn't slept for three days and three nights. After this shift, she could go back to the capital star to rest for a while.

At the end of the communication, she asked worriedly: "Can you come back? If you can't, the Lord God will be mine..."

Deng Baoying raised his eyebrows: "...Your rare concern is really comforting."

Lynx tutted unhappily, and the sound of clothes rubbing came over, and he must have stood up: "I heard about what happened some time ago. I was thinking of bringing some firecrackers to celebrate Guanjiu's loss, but now it seems that the timing is not very appropriate... I will bring firecrackers to the black market later."

Fu Jiao, who was listening next to him: "..."

The Supreme God was moved and showed a relieved expression.

Deng Baoying was thinking about blasphemy, and Xuelu was thinking about how to improve the mechanical capacity. Only Lynx and Jellyfish were still looking for a fight like elementary school students. It was really gratifying.

Griffin lowered his head to correct documents. He looked up and saw Fu Jiao's expression with his chin resting on his hand. He then turned away, pretending that he saw nothing.

Well, I don't want to know what the Lord God is thinking right now.

Speaking of which, if he acts coquettishly, we should be able to get closer to each other tonight, right?

Feeling a gaze falling on her back, Fu Jiao raised her eyes unconsciously, and happened to meet the gaze of Deng Baoying who was staring at her.

Supreme God: "..."

Supreme God: "Wait. Why do I always have a bad feeling? You are going to get up early tomorrow, right? You are going to get up early, right?"

...

Okay.

On the morning of the day of departure, Deng Baoying did get up early.

But Fu Jiao almost didn't get up.

She hammered the head of the bed in impotent rage for a long time, and finally put on a big nightgown, supported her waist and climbed up to lean against the door, watching the luxurious private starship slowly approaching the gate of the mansion.

Deng Baoying had already put on his clothes, his snow-white military uniform was neat and straight, his hair was tied behind his head, his eyebrows were calm and sharp, with a maturity and indifference that he had not had ten thousand years ago. From this point of view, the griffon is indeed good-looking... But this is not the reason why he held the Supreme God and bit him hard last night.

Fu Jiao will not forgive him for this.

Absolutely not!

Hearing the sound, Deng Baoying turned around and looked at the door of the living room. His cold and indifferent facial features softened instantly. He walked over and whispered, "Sorry, I didn't mean to not call you... I wanted you to sleep a little longer. Will the Lord God blame me?"

Here it comes again. He started looking at people with watery eyes.

The Supreme God was shamefully soft-hearted. He frowned and looked at him for a long time. Then he pulled out the scarf he was going to give him from behind and reluctantly let him wrap it around his neck.

"The scarf woven with the feathers from my original body is different from the fabrics you humans use. It's thin and light, and can eliminate negative effects to a certain extent. It's getting cold, so keep warm," the Supreme God put the scarf on him, his expression more serious, and whispered, "If you encounter any troubles that you can't solve, just call my name. I'll watch you...always watch you."

The words sounded a little scary, but when put by the Supreme God, it seemed to give people a sense of security for no reason.

Deng Baoying smiled, lowered his eyelids gently to look at her, and nodded.

The wide scarf covered his chin. Fu Jiao saw that he smiled softly, and thought of what happened last night, so he pulled the scarf up unhappily to cover his face.

Okay.

He is indeed good-looking... If I forgive him for this, it's not impossible.

Anyway, it's not the first or second time that she doted on him.

After putting on the scarf, she took a few steps back and watched Deng Huying walk out the door with her subordinates. When the door of the flying ship was opened, the griffon's eyes met hers through the railings.

The Supreme God waved to him, as if it was the most ordinary and calm farewell.

"... President, do you want to get off the car and say goodbye properly? It may take two or three months for you to come back this time,"

How could Green not see the expression on his superior's face? After hesitating for a while, he still asked softly.

In fact, the Inspectorate almost knew that their president was living with this lady.

The way they get along is just like a little couple... It seems that this matter has attracted the black market. It is estimated that it is the love-hate relationship of these old monsters. Green observed the situation and kept silent. He even warned the restless young men under his command not to talk too much about personal matters, otherwise they would lose their lives without knowing it.

"Forget it, let's leave it at that."

Deng Baoying withdrew his gaze from the door, shook his head, subconsciously adjusted his cuffs, and ordered softly: "Just follow the original plan, don't worry about the rest."

Really? You don't look like you don't care.

The adjutant was silent suspiciously for a while, and finally nodded silently.

Yeah. He loves it.

*

The marginal galaxy is not as fertile and wealthy as the capital star.

On the contrary, it is extremely close and far away, and the environment is harsh and storms are frequent, making it difficult for humans to live. Only the Federation's special forces are stationed here, always on the alert for the massive mutant tides after every storm, and they can quickly report any abnormalities to the capital planet.

It takes three or four hours for a battleship to reach a place like that even if it is teleported from the port space.

But the good news is that the soldiers and team members guarding the border have extremely generous benefits, everyone has a huge amount of insurance, and the federal authorities will also give condolences regularly.

Deng Baoying used to come to the border galaxy often during the war, so he is quite familiar with this place. When the long-distance space transmission made everyone in the battleship dizzy and vomiting, he had already patted his sleeves lightly and walked out of the battleship.

The God-favored One does not need any protection. The thin oxygen and excessive particle radiation in the marginal galaxies do not threaten his health.

Compared to the capital planet, the transit port of the edge star system is more simple and rigid, with cold dark metal tracks and countless soldiers and mechas armed with live ammunition patrolling. Entering here means being completely exposed to surveillance and drones' circular aiming, and there can be no blind spots.

The female officer in charge of managing the edge star system belongs to the cheetah subspecies and was also appointed under Deng Baoying. When she saw her old boss, her eyebrows lit up and she saluted Deng Baoying crisply.

"President," after the salute, she took a few quick steps, her expression visibly relaxed, "you are here."

This can't be blamed on her.

After all, in the Federation, these heirs chosen by the gods are basically equivalent to the combat power ceiling. Especially the long-renowned Deng Baoying, whose power is comparable to that of the Supreme God in the eyes of these soldiers and officers. His arrival is basically equivalent to the solution of the trouble.

Deng Baoying did not comment on this, but his eyebrows softened a little and nodded: "Long time no see."

Before being transferred to the fringe galaxy for garrison, this Leopard Officer was indeed one of his outstanding elites.

The civilian subordinates in the battleship were still vomiting, and the Leopard Officer showed reluctance. He coughed and asked someone to send hot water and the key to the rest room. Deng Baoying raised his head and looked at the sky of the fringe galaxy.

The fringe galaxy is severely affected by radiation, and the sky is always dim and dark, which is not surprising.

But as it is now, the deep purple color that is so bright and enchanting, as if it is about to drip with purple paint, is indeed too abnormal.

"Since the last galactic storm, the sky here has become like this. Even those scholars can't figure out the reason," she explained hurriedly when she saw Deng Baoying's eyes fall on the sky. "The natives of the fringe galaxies have suffered great fear because of this. They say that this celestial phenomenon is a sign of the end of the world... You don't have to worry. Those who are anxious and delirious have been sent to the hospital for treatment."

"However, there have been too many missing cases in the areas of these fringe galaxies recently... I'm sending people to investigate."

"Thank you for your hard work," Deng Baoying flipped through the intelligent brain that popped up a translucent information box and received the file sent by the adjutant. "The soldiers and officers guarding the border on the front line have also developed mental problems to varying degrees?"

"Yes, President."

Upon hearing this, Officer Cheetah pursed his lips slightly, revealing a worried expression subconsciously: "A week ago, the entire Edge System - not only this planet, but also several surrounding galaxies, was filled with thick purple fog. Many residents claimed that they saw humanoid monsters in the fog." "

After the thick fog spread, the team members and soldiers who came into contact with the fog developed symptoms of skin decay and mental confusion. Some individuals with more serious pollution even had unknown hallucinations, and even had to climb out of the window of the military hospital and travel through the space station to the uninhabited area of ​​the Edge System."

"That's it," she said, letting out a heavy breath, helpless, "We don't have any solution."

"......"

Mental delirium, pollution and hallucinations are indeed closely related to the existence of divine power or gods.

The false god's divinity is further enhanced.

Deng Baoying rubbed his brows: "How active are the mutant beasts recently?"

"Very active, and the number is increasing," the Leopard Officer reported seriously, "but the thermal imaging drone group can't find their habitat. These mutant beasts seem to be blocked by some force."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and glanced at the time displayed on the intelligent computer: "The sun is about to set."

"Well," Deng Baoying replied lightly, "Let's first place the medical staff and non-commissioned officers. Later, I will go to the hinterland of the edge galaxy in person to check..."

And, if he remembered correctly.

The nuclear test area that was blocked in the early days of the birth of the false god should also be in this galaxy.