Chapter 136 Feeding There is a kind of coldness called Falcon Falcon feels you are cold...
Shi Luolan hesitated: My dear...who were you calling daddy just now?
He was a straightforward person and immediately sent a message to ask. After a while, Bai Ling replied:
[called... Isoparaiso, the father of the nation]
Shi Luolan: [Oh, I see. ]
The old leader was an important partner of the revolutionary army, so it doesn’t seem too much to call him the father of the nation.
Shi Luolan was instantly relieved. But once the CPU started, it realized something was wrong. To be more specific, I smelled a hint of... a male spirit?
Shi Luolan froze for a second, then immediately denied it: "How is it possible? It must be an illusion."
Having said that, the caring father still asked one more question:
[Kid, did you go with the leader? ]
[Yes...] In the hotel, Bai Ling stretched his head to glance at the itinerary on the table. The mermaid was about to pick up something, and the location happened to be at the "Palaiseau Art Center". He quickly replied:
[I accompanied the leader to inspect the art center]
So that's how it is, no wonder they have always stayed together.
Shi Luolan did not think further, but instead instructed:
[The Interstellar Alliance has many forces, and the streets are full of spies from various countries, so you should be careful along the way. ]
Because of this reminder, Bai Ling doubled the travel security level.
After leaving the hotel, they didn't even take the elevator, but directly summoned a small butterfly plane to the helipad on the top floor. A bulletproof and anti-tracking mainframe was in the middle, with four protection aircraft following in front and behind, flying on the left and right.
Not to mention the enemy's artillery shells, not even a fly can get into Commander Bai's protection circle.
Such a scene certainly attracted the attention of other guests at the Ritz Hotel.
By the window, Cade stared at the smoke exhaust in the sky, gritting his teeth in hatred.
He was kicked by Bai Ling just now, and the location happened to be on the restaurant floor of the hotel. The commotion was so loud that many high-ranking officials and politicians had heard about it. At this moment, I wonder how many people were secretly laughing at him.
And the two culprits went out and had fun as if nothing had happened.
How outrageous!
If he doesn't take revenge, where will the face of the Emperor of the Holy Empire be?
Cade immediately called Heinz and asked him for advice.
Heinz's mind was full of thoughts of meeting Savoy, and he was too lazy to work. He expressed helplessness:
"Last time, we used bone ash ammunition but failed to kill Isupalaiso. I'm afraid there is no other way to attack his weakness."
Cade thought for a while and suddenly said, "Weakness, it's not certain."
He remembered something.
Many years ago, during the reign of Isuparaiso, it was said that he would come to the planet of the Interstellar Alliance for a week-long stay every year, and he would stay in the same hotel every time - the top floor of the current "Ritz" hotel.
Afterwards, Isuparezo donated money to build an art gallery here, which was somewhat commemorative.
Cade intuitively felt that there must be something fishy going on.
The one who can make Isoparaiso linger year after year... is either a lover or an illegitimate child!
——This is not groundless news, there are similar rumors as early as eight hundred years ago.
But time has passed so long that those who knew about it have either died or been sent to prison. Kaide walked in circles, racking his brains to think of everyone he knew...
That year, Isupareso selected a total of 18 children as candidates for succession. Besides him and Uriel, there should be another person who is still alive and receiving training together.
And this person most likely works here.
"Heinz, help me check it out!"
Ten minutes later, Heinz pushed up his glasses and gave a report: "I found it. The insider you are looking for is the director of the art museum."
·
The curator was about to go out when he was suddenly surrounded by a group of betas in black. Each of them wore sunglasses and was serious, looking like they came out of the movie "The Matrix". They were obviously a well-trained special forces team.
The curator was stuffed into the van.
In the middle of the back row, sat a man with long blue hair. He had a delicate and gloomy look and often appeared on the news broadcasts—Heinz? The curator was surprised for a second, then turned to the side and saw Cade, and shouted directly:
"Oh my god, octopus, why is it you!"
The curator was very familiar with him and extended his tentacles to shake hands. "Long time no see. How are you doing as the emperor?"
"Uh, not bad." The space in the car was small, and Cade could not avoid it, so he was forced to shake hands with the other party's squid tentacles.
…still as slippery and soft as ever, instantly reminding him of the squid, cuttlefish, and octopus trio from the past—
Uriel, the curator, and him.
When they were teenagers, they still had a clear, stupid light in their eyes. They participated in the selection of successors together, ate and lived together, and memorized "The Prince" with gritted teeth.
I was so hungry in the middle of the night that I secretly took a bite of the bread on the bed, chewed it, and swallowed it. The next day, I pretended to be innocent with others:
"How would I know why he's missing a squid tentacles!"
But later, Uriel was the first to quit, choosing to pursue his dream of becoming a mecha engineer. The curator loves art and took the initiative to study at an art college.
Only Cade, who had nothing to do because he couldn't find a goal in life, had been a candidate for 70 years, outlasting everyone else and finally taking the position.
The curator sighed: "Back then, other competitors laughed at us and called us the 'street seafood trio'. But we never expected that only the three of us would survive until now."
18 children, only 3 left?
Heinz caught the point and asked curiously, "What about the others?"
The curator waved his hand and said, "It's because the old monarch lived too long. Those 15 people waited too long and couldn't wait any longer. They wanted to kill Isupalaiso and ascend the throne as soon as possible. They betrayed the monarch in various ways, and the monarch couldn't stand it anymore, so he killed them all."
The curator lowered his voice and made a gesture of wiping his neck.
Cade slapped his thigh and said, "See, I told you he's a cruel monarch!"
Heinz didn't think it was brutal.
Spending energy and money to train successors is a compulsory course for every national leader. Isuparaiso not only paid for their schooling, but also respected their choices and arranged jobs for them. Otherwise, the curator would not be able to retire here with an annual salary of 600,000 yuan.
It's just that Isuparaiso has some bad luck.
This is like an investor who has 18 stocks and all of them have hit the limit down.
He and the 18 children got along well at first, but as time went on, people's hearts changed and more ungrateful people became available.
Even biological children can kill their fathers for profit, let alone Isuparaiso who is just an "adoptive father".
"In my opinion, he deserves it."
Cade said shamelessly, "Who told him to be so intolerant of any injustice? He must be absolutely loyal to you. You must remain loyal to him for decades and not do anything to betray him. Are you kidding me? How is this possible?"
As a human being, you will have selfish desires.
In Cade's opinion, it was simply a pipe dream for the mermaid to hold on to such a stubborn idea to find an heir.
He sneered, "So I said, he and Commander Bai won't get along for long. At most, in a year, or two or three years, that guy surnamed Bai will break up with him because he can't stand his control."
Cade was making a prediction, and the curator just received the message.
When he opened it, the curator was surprised:
"The monarch went to the art center and called me over now. Let's not talk about it now. Let's talk about it later, Octopus——"
Cade immediately held him down and asked with narrowed eyes, "Why did he ask you to go?"
The curator hesitated, "I can't say that. I work for him and have signed a confidentiality agreement."
Cade glanced at him, and Heinz immediately took over the conversation, smiling and threatening: "Director, I heard that your son failed the Imperial Military Academy and is about to be expelled, and he is also having trouble finding a job?"
The curator was shocked, realizing that his background had been thoroughly investigated. He wiped his sweat with his squid tentacles and shouted angrily with bravado:
"None of your business!"
"It's none of our business." Heinz paused and said with a smile, "But we can make him graduate successfully with just a flick of our fingers, and enter the Imperial Army as an officer as an outstanding student."
As a human being, you will have selfish desires.
The little squid was cute and innocent back then, and was extremely loyal to the mermaid. After further studies at the art academy, he voluntarily came back to become the monarch's retainer, managing countless antiques and collections for him.
The old squid has now become oily.
He has a family and children. When his wife heard that he had a chance to compete for the throne, she regretted it so much that she slapped her tentacles and scolded him:
"You idiot, even if you don't become an emperor, you can become a duke, so that our son won't be unable to enter the military!"
The old squid remained silent and was labeled as a middle-aged waste.
Now, seeing the powerful Octopus, he felt even more uncomfortable. He thought that they had the same starting point, so why was there such a huge gap between them?
The crying of my wife and the dejected look of my son seemed to reappear in my mind.
Heinz tapped the armrest lightly and urged: "Please make a decision quickly. We have limited time."
The old squid tightened its tentacles, finally lowered its head deeply, and said dully: "Okay, just this once."
Anyway, he is not the first to betray Isupalaiso, and he will not be the last.
·
Ten minutes later, the curator brought them to the underground treasure room, took out a package from the heavily guarded safe and handed it to them.
He said nervously, "I have never seen anything in here. I only know that the monarch's AI system has repeatedly told me that this is his most important treasure and must not be lost."
Cade took it in his hand, shook it, and it was so light that he had no idea what was inside.
He asked casually, "What will you do now that you have given us the things?"
The curator forced himself to remain calm: "It won't be a big problem. The monarch keeps things here, and he only sends androids to take a look each time to make sure the things are there, but he doesn't take them away."
So, the secret of his malfeasance would never be exposed.
At this time, the curator also pulled Cade and earnestly instructed: "You must also keep it a secret. Don't tell Ysu Paraiso that I did it."
Otherwise, according to Isuparaiso's style, his whole family would be made into dried squid - "The taste of the sea, I know", dried pollock.
Cade patted his shoulder and promised: "I'll do it, don't worry."
Turning around and getting into the car, Cade quickly sold the person out. Direct order to Heinz:
"Find a chance to tell Isupalaiso that his loyal dog betrayed him and sold his most precious thing to me."
Heinz lowered his eyebrows and added fuel to the fire: "And then?"
Kaide opened the package and saw what was inside. He was stunned for a moment, then smiled sinisterly and happily:
"Then threaten him, 'If you don't want to make his secret public, you'll have to trade the scepter for it'!"
He was sure he would succeed.
Because Isoparaiso, a fish intoxicated with power, carries a scepter wherever he goes.
·
The floor of the art gallery was covered with dark red carpet, and the tapping of the cane on it made the scene seem silent. Yu Chen walked to a painting and stopped for a moment.
People around turned to look and saw the man was covered in a black veil, with most of his hair covered by a Fedora hat. The temperature outside was 20 degrees. He was wearing a thin windbreaker with a corner of his light-colored shirt showing at the collar. He looked suitable for the temperature.
Then look at the cane with a jewel on the top.
Everyone's eyes widened, oh, a rich old gentleman.
Such a person actually came to the exhibition alone, and what he saw was... "The Coronation of Napoleon"? !
As everyone was looking at him in confusion, a series of steady footsteps swept across the carpet and came to the man.
Yu Chen turned his head slightly and felt his arm being quickly grasped, and something hot and cylindrical was put into his hand.
That is the small water bottle that Commander Bai often carries with him. It has appeared in countless interstellar live broadcasts, with an exposure rate comparable to that of popular stars. Some viewers even gave it an ID name, called [Commander Bai's Small Water Bottle]. Now, it is put to good use, filled with hot water and used as a personal hot water bottle.
"Here, your hands are too cold, hold them for a while." Bai Ling put them in his pockets.
There is a kind of cold called Falcon feels you are cold.
Yu Chen just took a mental relaxant and temporarily had some blood circulation problems. As soon as his body temperature dropped three or four degrees, his bird ran to the cafe and brought back a pot of hot water.
He wanted to laugh and say there was no need to be so nervous. But when he saw Bai Ling frowning, his heart warmed up. He hugged the kettle and said in a low voice:
"Thank you my baby."
Bai Ling curled her lips. Why are you calling me so affectionately in public?
He was about to mutter something when he suddenly narrowed his eyes and realized that the person opposite was looking at them. He quickly took the old man's arm and turned his back, while pushing down the brim of his hat:
"Hurry up, there are so many people here."
As soon as he finished speaking, a loud voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Isupalaiso——"
Bai Ling's hair was so furious that the feathers in his hair were about to blow his hat up.
"——Isupalaiso donated 2 billion to build this interstellar art center in 2317, and then continued to invest a lot of money to buy artworks from collectors to fill every corner of this 30,000 square meter venue for people to appreciate. Today, there are about 100,000 pieces of collections, 20 of which are called the treasures of the town, one of which is this "Coronation of Napoleon I" completed in 1807..."
The tour guide led the group over, and the white-winged cutlassfish quickly retreated.
Leaning against the wall, Bai Ling breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that it was just the tour guide who was too sensitive.
At this time, a convincing rebuttal came from the tour group: "He is not that kind. The old emperor just robbed too many things and had no place to put them, so he built this museum to store the stolen goods."
In broad daylight, they slandered me?
Bai Ling frowned and was about to go up to argue. With a snap, his arm was grabbed. Bai Ling turned his head and saw Yu Chen shaking his head at him and whispering:
"Don't go."
"Why?"
"What he said is true."
Bai Ling was stunned, then chuckled: "Don't think too highly of me. I have to say that 80% of the rumors are true."
Bai Ling deliberately asked: "Including the fact that you raised an illegitimate child here?"
This time it was Yu Chen's turn to be stunned: "Where did this rumor come from?"
"The hotel doorman muttered. He said there was a rich man who must have a lover or illegitimate child here. He liked to stay here every year. In the end, he became addicted to it and bought the Ritz Hotel and completely booked the top floor."
Bai Ling paused, poked his chest muscle with his finger, and emphasized: "It's the top floor where we live."
Faced with the questioning, Yu Chen neither refuted nor admitted it, but asked directly: "Do you believe it?"
Bai Ling choked and became speechless. How to answer this? Of course he doesn't believe it.
But considering this fish's love of staying at home and growing flowers, it is indeed quite strange that it comes here every year... and it always comes on fixed days, so no matter how you look at it, it seems like it is here to celebrate an anniversary.
As to what it commemorates, it is unknown.
Bai Ling said coldly: "You have so many secrets."
He hadn't thought much about it at first, but when he saw the other party avoiding the topic, he began to have random thoughts out of boredom - he came here today specifically to "get" something, could he be going to meet the illegitimate son in private?
Just as he was thinking, AI came over and whispered something in Yu Chen's ear. Yu Chen nodded and turned to inform Bai Ling:
"I'm going to meet the curator and will be back later. You can go shopping first."
Bai Ling showed his displeasure on his face and hooked his finger:
"Give back Commander Bai's kettle."
The fish moved its arm away from his hand and looked back confidently:
"No, it's mine. I want to show it to someone and make him jealous."
Bai Ling was puzzled: "Who would be jealous of a broken kettle?"
He didn't get an answer because the fish had already left surrounded by bodyguards.
Turning around, the young tourist who had "spread rumors" before had actually taken the lead. He directly snatched the microphone from the tour guide and began to talk about the unofficial history of the empire with great interest. Especially when talking about the empire's modern history of the past 100 years, he could recite biographies of the characters at will.
Tour guide: You're still leading a tour group. I'm losing money by charging you ten yuan for the ticket.
During the interview, he introduced himself as "Coral" and said he was a graduate student in the history department of the Imperial Capital University.
Everyone suddenly realized: No wonder he can do it so easily.
Shanhu said modestly: "No, no, I am not very good at learning. Halfway through my graduate studies, my supervisor was arrested for supporting the restoration. After that, I taught myself."
Bai Ling: “……?”
He seemed to remember that North was a teacher in the History Department of Capital University...
Coral led everyone to look at the photos and artifacts one by one, occasionally interspersed with little-known anecdotes about the mermaid royal family, which stunned the tour guide and made the tourists listen attentively.
"You should have seen the speech of the White Commander of the Tomato Republic. The first paragraph of the speech said, 'Potatoes have an important place in interstellar history.' You must have also heard the story of Isuparaiso sending disobedient alphas to plant potatoes.
“But you certainly don’t know that when I was young, Isoparaiso studied botany.
"That is to say, if he hadn't been so impulsive as to fight for the throne, he would probably be studying how many flowers can grow on potatoes in a greenhouse now."
Bai Ling couldn't help but laugh. Botany, is this true or not?
Coral: "But you know what, the old emperor's love for potatoes really changed the history of the empire. 2312, this is a year worthy of interstellar history records.
"That year, due to abnormal stellar activity, crops in our entire galaxy failed to produce a good harvest. The Federation was promised tens of millions of acres of fertile farmland, but in the end, nothing was produced."
"Then the price of food soared, and famine ensued. Countless people starved to death, and the entire galaxy was filled with gloom. But the Empire was fine - why?
"Because they have an old emperor who loves to grow potatoes. The empire's potato reserves are the largest in the entire galaxy. That year, people all over the world were starving, but the people of the empire were the only ones who ate canned potatoes until they were full."
"Just think about it, this is equivalent to him feeding an entire empire by himself."
Bai Ling applauded in agreement: Feeding addiction, a big victory.
"It was from that time that the Empire suddenly seized the opportunity, stepped on the Federation, and its economy took off."
Shanhu changed the subject: "At this point, do you think that under this situation, Isu Paraiso will inherit the title of 'Corn Khrushchev' and become 'Potato Isu Paraiso'?"
"No, that's totally wrong. He actually has a nickname unknown to the imperial family, 'Gardener'."
The tour guide asked in fascination: "Why the gardener?"
"Because..." Shanhu deliberately lowered her voice to create an atmosphere in the spacious art gallery with plenty of air conditioning:
"What he likes to do most every day is to kill his mermaid relatives like he kills fish at RT-Mart, then tear out their intestines and bury them in the garden. The flowers will absorb enough nutrients and grow fat and big...
"Then he would confiscate the houses and take away the property of those relatives one by one, leaving the cash behind and throwing the antiques into the museum. Those pure-blooded mermen died miserably and hated him so much that their spirits lingered for hundreds of years. So, whenever there's no one in the museum, you'll hear voices coming from those antiques—"
"Give me back my intestines, give me back my intestines!"
The exhibition hall was quiet at this moment, but suddenly a distorted sound was heard, scaring everyone so much that their hair stood on end.
In particular, there was a lady who was holding a beagle. She screamed in fear, and her hand loosened, and the dog ran away in fear.
The lady adjusted her hat and turned her head to see that the dog was gone. She quickly chased after it and shouted, "Xiaobi, don't run! Don't run around!"
In front is the atrium of the art gallery, which is the area where tourists are not allowed to enter. The tour guide saw that something was wrong and wanted to follow and stop it:
"Ma'am, you can't go there—"
Bai Ling grabbed his arm and nodded: "I'll go after him, you stay here and watch over the others."
The tour guide didn’t know Bai Ling, but the moment he looked up, he felt inexplicably familiar with her, as if he had seen her somewhere before. While he was stunned, the young man had already caught up with him swiftly and agilely.
There was no one visiting the atrium, and many doors along the way were closed.
The beagle panicked, snapping its little paws and looking for a place to hide. Just then, a gust of wind blew from the end of the silent corridor. With a sense of smell 40 times more sensitive than that of a dog, he could easily smell the smell in the wind - grass leaves, flower fragrance, rotten meat...
The puppy rushed into the courtyard with its tongue wagging.
The lady couldn't run any longer, so she leaned against the wall of the corridor and gasped, "Bibi, where have you been..."
Behind him, Bai Ling walked over quickly. The moment he pushed open the half-open glass door, a delicate petal flew in with the wind and fell on his eyelids.
The petals fell, and the scenery in sight changed completely. A vast sea of roses came into view, including Rosa Ruby, Blue Rain, Freud... Rosaceae species that can be named or not have large and gorgeous flower disks and thick, velvety petals that can be described as plump and tender.
For some reason, a sentence popped up in Bai Ling's mind -
This kind of flourishing growth, like a raging fire, must require maintenance at all costs.
The favorite fertilizer of the Rosaceae family is fermented fish intestines.
The petals floated in the wind, bringing with them a gentle voice:
"What brought you here? Do you want your kettle?"
Hearing a familiar voice, I raised my head and saw a man sitting at a small wrought iron table not far away. Bai Ling swore that he had never felt such a chill in his heart when he saw that face like he did now.
At that moment, he suddenly realized that he was in the Overseas Garden of Isupareso.
Bai Ling's hairs stood up for some reason and he slowly lowered his head to look at his feet.
It was a piece of fertile and rich soil that was pure black. When I moved the sole of my boot away, I saw huge and twisted carrion worms crawling across it.
The man walked towards him on the rotten soil, speaking in an extremely intimate tone:
"You look a little pale. What interesting things did you hear in the exhibition hall just now?"
With every step the other party took closer, Bai Ling felt his throat tighten a little. When the other party walked up to him, he could hardly utter a complete word. He could only turn his head away and said with difficulty:
"...They said you killed other mermaids and buried their intestines in the ground to plant flowers."
The mermaid still asked quietly: "Do you believe it?"
“…”
"Do you think I'm such a cruel person?"
“…”
Bai Ling was unable to answer. Just as he was feeling shaken, he heard the sound of claws frantically scratching the ground in the flowers behind him.
Rustle, rustle... The dog's paws were digging the ground excitedly. The more they dug, the more excited they became. "Woof! Woof woof woof!"
Bai Ling suddenly looked towards the flowers, but at the same time, the dog's owner finally found the right place. The lady stumbled into the garden, calling to the puppy:
"Xiaobi, what are you digging for? Stop eating. Stop now, stop now!"
The big-eared dog's eyes were red and he couldn't hear her calls at all.
Bai Ling couldn't help shaking his fingertips. He glanced at the sniffing dog, then at the indifferent mermaid. It only took him a second to make a decision.
He grabbed the teacup on the small table and threw it hard at the flowers.
The dog was frightened, barked twice, turned around and ran away with its tail between its legs, and bumped into the lady, causing her to stumble.
Taking advantage of this time, Bai Ling jumped into the flowers and stood in front of the pit with a hole dug out. He suppressed his extreme nervousness, swallowed his saliva, and intentionally blocked the lady's sight:
"Hello, this is a private garden, please go back."
Cover up for him.
The lady had just heard a horror story in the exhibition hall, and she accidentally walked into the brilliant sea of flowers, and she had a kind of conditioned panic reflex. She took a step back in her high heels, and her heels sank easily into the rotten soil, which was so soft that it seemed like it could swallow a person.
She was still in shock, raised her lace-gloved hand, and pointed at the flowers: "What were you picking at there, Xiaobi?"
Dogs don’t get excited for no reason.
Bai Ling turned his head and saw the pigeons cooing and nodding on the eaves nearby. He raised his chin:
"Pigeon. There's a dead pigeon in the dirt. Do you want to see it? It's so rotten that half of its face is gone."
“I don’t want to look…” The lady waved her hands hurriedly and walked out of the garden staggeringly.
After she left, Bai Ling's tense lungs rushed in fresh air.
The gloomy expression was hard to read, a bit of scrutiny, but more of comfort:
"You drove away the stranger for me."
Bai Ling turned around and kicked the soil calmly:
"I don't believe you're that kind of person, okay?"
Yu Chen did not answer.
Bai Ling kicked the dirt with his boots and was about to fill it back, but out of the corner of his eye he saw a sticky mass of pink and brown sticky material at the bottom of the pit.
Meat……
Gardener, stuffing feeding.
His vision went dizzy. He looked at the flowers clustered around him, then at himself standing in the center of the flowers. Suddenly, his lungs contracted and he began to breathe rapidly as if he was having a panic attack.
In the rich and gorgeous sea of flowers, a pair of hands reached out silently from behind, slowly climbed up his trembling body like rose vines, tightened the leaves, and suffocated him to the back. Then, the man who had fed him ten times better than the flowers, held him in his arms and said softly with a hint of reproach:
"Baby, you should believe it."
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