The next day, Qianyuan was summoned to the conference room.
Qianyuan knew what the meeting was for, and they had discussed it with her.
After all, it was uncertain how long Qianyuan's current body could last, so they found several well-trained personnel who had participated in dungeons to receive training, and then pass on their experience to the new Chosen Ones in order to ensure the quality of the next generation of Chosen Ones.
But just yesterday, they added a new condition to the requirements for those participating in the training.
He has to be handsome.
People who have never seen this kind of conscription notice before: ...
But at least a few were filtered out.
So when everyone arrived, Qianyuan realized that all the people who came for training today were tall, handsome men with extraordinary temperaments, all over 1.85 meters, and all around the same age as Qianyuan, with most of them still serving in the military.
For a moment, the entire room was filled with an overwhelming sense of oppression.
They were highly trained professionals, and even the amazement in Qian Yuan's eyes when they saw her could be firmly grasped, preventing them from making the mistake of revealing their emotions.
Qianyuan's pressure suddenly increased.
He nervously fidgeted with his hands for a long time, listened to their self-introductions, then listened to the leader's speech, and finally, just as he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard the team leader introducing himself.
Qianyuan sat up straight immediately.
It was only then that these people realized that Qianyuan was the new Chosen One who possessed a special kind of strangeness and cleared two infinite game instances within a week.
But he clearly looked so fragile, so beautiful...
At first, they thought Qianyuan was a pretty face with connections, someone who was put in there by a leader with powerful backing.
After the introduction, the young men immediately obeyed the order and came over to Qian Yuan, staring intently at her, waiting for her to give them instructions.
Qianyuan looked at the "male model dream team" standing neatly in front of her, every move exuding iron will and determination...
The team leader next to him shouted:
"Idiot, don't scare him!"
Upon hearing this, the handsome men knelt down on one knee in front of Qian Yuan without hesitation.
It looks more like Qianyuan is surrounded by a group of big dogs wagging their tails wildly.
Qian Yuan felt embarrassed, and he admitted that he didn't have much experience. He basically relied on his father to handle everything and could only teach them based on his experience of traveling through small worlds.
The most important thing is still practical experience.
When Qian Yuan summoned Shi Qianxi, the moment the sky-covering monsters appeared behind him, everyone felt insignificant in the face of such overwhelming power.
The people looked at Qianyuan with even more hope and eagerness.
They wanted Qianyuan to teach them how to tame a monster.
Faced with a group of eager young people, Qianyuan had no idea how to refuse their enthusiasm.
So he was surrounded by them, like a kitten being licked and fawned over by a pack of large, fierce dogs.
Qianyuan felt that her view was completely blocked by the wall of people, and she couldn't even breathe the outside air.
Fortunately, someone came over and rescued him in time.
"A Thousand Fates".
A familiar voice drifted over, and then a force grabbed Qianyuan's arm, pulling her directly out of the crowd and behind the newcomer.
The newcomer took a step forward and completely blocked Qianyuan with his body, giving Qianyuan a strong sense of security.
Qianyuan raised her head to see who it was.
Then I saw a familiar profile and familiar blue eyes.
"Ilya!"
The little guy was very happy. After he said goodbye to Ilya and left the dungeon, he couldn't contact him by phone. Qianyuan thought that Ilya had given him the wrong contact information.
Unexpectedly, Ilya flew to his country the very next day.
When Ilya saw Chiyuki, although he wasn't as excited as Chiyuki, he was much more relaxed than before when he was acting like a stranger.
As if programmed, Ilya would bend down to straighten Chiyori's collar whenever he saw him, and then explain:
"I added you as a friend, but I boarded the plane as soon as I left the dungeon last night, so I didn't have time to reply to your message. I'm replying to you in person now."
Seeing that Ilya was about to openly send him a message on his phone in front of everyone, Qianyuan's face turned bright red. He felt that this was like deliberately gossiping in front of others, which was too strange...
He mumbled a few words to the people around him, then immediately pulled Ilya away to a secluded corner.
"I'm standing right in front of you, why are you replying to messages on your phone..."
Ilya remained serious, pretending not to understand.
"Really? Then I'll give you a verbal reply now."
"The first thing I did after leaving the dungeon last night was to go back to the hotel, take a shower, change my clothes, and board the plane. I ate airplane food and had other drinks, but when I thought of you, all I wanted to do was drink."
“During the debriefing, we kept bringing you up. His Majesty asked me what I thought of you, and I praised many of your strengths, but those weren't what I really wanted to say.”
"So I told Your Majesty, I miss you, I want to see you right away."
Qianyuan's ears burned as Ilya spoke each word. He looked into Ilya's blue eyes, those eyes that were like an icy sea, yet when they looked at him, they were not sharp at all, but only had a seductive quality that wanted to draw people in.
They were already crammed into the small space by the window. Ilya didn't touch him, but when he lowered his head to see Qianyuan's eyes, his breath naturally brushed against Qianyuan's ear.
Ilya's expression remained completely calm, showing no sign that he was doing anything to bully Qianyuan.
You asked me: What am I doing? Do I miss you? I've already answered.
Senyuan, feeling Ilya's presence surrounding him, couldn't help but snuggle into Ilya's arms, becoming completely limp.
He didn't ask the question in that tone at all!
It was just a normal greeting between friends, so why did Ilya describe it in such a...so...like... way?
Just then, a few people happened to pass by outside.
They saw a figure on the windowsill, and their steps quickened:
"Tsk tsk, these young people nowadays, all they do is flirt and talk about love..."
With a hum, Qianyuan was fully ripe.
It's been cooked.
He was burning hot, and weakly pushed Ilya away, his strength as light as a cat's scratch, but Ilya still straightened up with Qianyuan's strength.
He reached out and helped Qianyuan up, but seeing that she refused to lift her face, he could only say:
"Where is your room? I'll take you back to rest."
Qianyuan, like a cat whose fur had been soaked, said listlessly:
"There's a restroom in the back, can you take me there?"
"good."
Ilya picked up Chiyuki with one hand, startling her. Chiyuki immediately reached out and hugged Ilya's neck.
"Why are you hugging me like that...!"
Ilya said, "I saw your 'dad' holding you like this. He didn't seem happy when he held you horizontally last time, so I thought you liked being held like this."
Qianyuan: "That's how you hold a baby. I'm an adult now..."
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