Chapter 43: The Mermaid’s Trap Who are you showing off to by wearing this seductive outfit? Let me show you...
Puppet Queen.
Yu Chen's expression was meaningful. He was silent for a moment before speaking:
"I don't know. This is one of your goals."
It's simply a wolf's ambition.
Bai Ling wrinkled his shirt, the mother-of-pearl buttons left lines on his palms, and the end of the voice was slightly raised:
"I thought you guessed it the first day you met me. After all—"
Bai Ling raised his lips with interest: "Taking the top alpha emperor as his concubine, riding on your former glory every day and doing whatever you want, is the dream of every ambitious person who climbed up from the bottom."
Yu Chen was not angry, but laughed and said, "Have you ever had this kind of dream?"
"I have." Bai Ling said without hesitation.
But there is a slight difference.
That was a long time ago. At that time, his revolutionary army team had just been formed not long ago, and the motley crew consisted of the old, weak, and sick from the mercenary circle.
Everyone has been forced to take this path by life. They often get together, drink coffee that is as bad as pot water, smoke contraband cigarettes with impurities, and imagine the future while looking at the puff of smoke.
The most popular topic is what they want to do after entering the palace.
Most people want to bomb the tyrant, a few want to loot the treasure, Bai Ling wants both, in addition, he has another small goal:
"If there are still mermaids, I'll catch one and have some fun. After that, I'll tie it up in the command cabin and act as a pilot. Whenever I hit the enemy, it'll immediately sing a victory song for me."
Now that I think about it, it would have been more exciting if I could have tied Isuparaiso to the fleet headquarters to support him?
Yu Chen nodded: "Well, sing the victory song, what else?"
This is a good opportunity to find out what kind of arrogant thoughts are in this bird's head.
Then write it down in a notebook.
Have the opportunity to take him to experience them one by one.
"Also, don't worry about me when I'm out working. Just wash yourself, brush your teeth and wait for me." Bai Ling suggested naturally.
He waited to see the old fish's expression of humiliation.
Unexpectedly, the other party shook his collar, let go of his hand, walked calmly to the door, bent down to pick up the sweater, and prepared to leave.
Bai Ling was angry: "? Where are you going? I haven't finished talking yet."
Yuchen's posture was elegant, but his words were completely different:
"Brush your teeth and take a shower."
Bai Ling: “…”
It must be said that he is worthy of being an emperor.
You can attack when you advance and defend when you retreat, with ease and just take the opportunity.
Very reasonable!
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Maybe I was too tired after running all day and couldn’t fall asleep because I was too exhausted.
Bai Ling simply got up, took out a bunch of medals, asked the little robot for letter paper and mailing bags, and placed them neatly on the small table, one pile on the left and one pile on the right, ready to write late into the night.
He thought of several openings, but felt that none of them were suitable.
He had never met these officers before, and apart from the fact that they had all been persecuted, they had no connection at all. In this case, if the tone is too intimate, it will often easily evoke the other person's painful memories; if the words are too brief, it will seem cold, distant and lack empathy.
"Knock knock." Someone knocked on the door softly.
Bai Ling looked up, and the other party's pupils also moved downwards. Their eyes met in the middle, and it seemed as if they were looking at each other.
Unfortunately, those eyes, as deep as the emperor's jade, were still out of focus.
“I’ll deliver the stamp.” the mermaid whispered.
This time he deliberately maintained a sense of propriety. He didn't wait for Bai Ling to say anything, and even though the door was half open, he didn't take a step in.
This is why Bai Ling ignores a bunch of young and strong alphas and would rather hang out with an old guy.
The old man has lived long enough to see some things clearly. He won't be like the young people who get angry and want to save face and keep it out for three or five days. On the contrary, because he respects himself too much and knows too well what he wants, he will put his needs first.
then……
Lead people into a trap.
However, even if his "change" was just superficial, Bai Ling still benefited from it.
——I’m not afraid of him pretending, I’m afraid of him not pretending.
"Please come in." Bai Ling said indifferently.
This is the second bedroom. There are only two small lights on in the room, one at the head of the bed and one next to the double sofa where Bai Ling is sitting.
When Yu Chen entered the area where the halo could reach, Bai Ling took a quick glance and found that he was a little different from usual.
He was not dressed so luxuriously. He changed into a pair of double-button, long-waisted Naples flannel trousers, and a cool-colored cotton and linen one-piece collar shirt on his upper body. As usual, he undid two buttons, and the hand-stitched lapels rose and fell with his figure, looking homely and lazy, very suitable for stretching the body.
Bai Ling's heartbeat stopped for a moment, and his face immediately became expressionless.
...It's like someone coming to have an affair in the middle of the night.
"Who are you dressing so coquettishly for?" Bai Ling said whatever was on his mind, and only after he finished speaking did he realize that this sentence sounded a bit like...
Flirting.
"Studies have shown that a healthy and bright male appearance can help boost female mood and prolong female lifespan." Yu Chen sat down straight away and lifted up his trouser legs, revealing the shackles on his ankles intentionally or unintentionally.
He placed his hands on his folded knees and turned towards me. The soft warm light just fell on his cheeks. He was so handsome that it took my breath away.
"By the way, this is the result of your bird research, and it applies to you as well."
In short, it's for you to see.
Bai Ling controlled his expression and stretched out his hand to him in a calm tone: "Where's the stamp?"
"Here." Yu Chen took out a small box and picked up an electronic seal.
This electronic stamp has a built-in chip that can sense the code on the mailing bag. According to the rights purchased by the user, the delivery range is divided into the capital star, the empire, the Milky Way, and the entire universe.
Bai Ling had no fixed residence and could not apply for this kind of postal stamp, so he had to borrow one from the mermaid.
He took it and confirmed that it was indeed a stamp that could be mailed to an alien planet. Among the medals to be sent, many officers live in desolate and remote distant planets.
As for the reason, he probably also knew it...
He was injured and discharged midway, with low compensation, and could not survive on the expensive capital planet, so he had to go to live on a remote planet with lower rent.
Bai Ling said nothing and stuffed a dozen bills into the envelope.
This was the money from selling the ship's jewels.
He didn't want his own share, so the remaining amount was 20,000 interstellar coins for each person.
This amount of money is far from enough to compensate for the pain everyone has suffered, but if it can solve someone's urgent needs, it will not be in vain.
But the problem arises again.
How can he reasonably explain the origin of the money so that everyone can accept it?
"Are you planning to write letters to other soldiers?" Yu Chen was such a smart man that he guessed what Bai Ling wanted to do as soon as he heard the AI pick up the letter paper.
Perhaps because the mermaid did not use the word "victim", Bai Ling felt relieved and said unconsciously:
"Yes. I have some of their old things, some medals and ribbons of honor, and I am going to send them some money, as a profit from the ship."
Halfway through his speech, he frowned and got stuck.
Yu Chen seemed to know what he was struggling with. After a little thought, he suggested, "Perhaps you could write it under the name of [Honorary Home]."
Bai Ling thought about it and said, "Didn't the nursing home disband a long time ago?"
If he remembered correctly, a few years after the fall of the old empire, the tyrant hurriedly cut military spending, and the first to be affected was this veteran retirement benefit.
Yu Chen said lightly: "It has been dissolved, but there is private capital integration."
Bai Ling didn't believe it at all: "Which private capital is so stupid as to do a business that loses money?"
He turned around and saw Yu Chen raising his eyebrows slightly.
Bai Ling: “?”
...I understand.
He is the only person in the world who is willing to do business at a loss.
Other thoughts popped into Bai Ling's mind. This fish is actually still secretly spending money on subsidies. Could it be that because of this, he is so poor that he can't cure his mental power and blinds himself...
It seems that he really needs to attract more sponsors, the more the better.
I must remember to ask Anna tomorrow if she has any news.
Bai Ling accepted Yu Chen's suggestion and prepared to push the matter onto the [Honorary Orphanage]. Since Yu Chen dared to continue doing it privately, he must have relevant confidential channels, which is much safer and more reasonable than sending it in his personal name.
This way, the source of the money is much easier to explain.
"Dear soldier, here is a compensation for your late arrival... A-choo... Cough cough..."
As Bai Ling was reciting, he accidentally sneezed and coughed twice because his throat was itchy.
Yu Chen frowned: "Did you get cold when you went out?"
"Maybe." Bai Ling rubbed his nose casually. I might have caught a whiff of wind when I was standing at the hatch and shouting downwards. I was also blown by the wind for a while when I went to the square. Later, I rolled around in the snow on the roof with the old man. It might have been at that time that my immune system was temporarily damaged.
But how come this guy is okay?
Bai Ling looked over suspiciously.
Yu Chen felt his scorching gaze: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Bai Ling asked in a stiff voice: "Did you take medicine today? The mental tonic."
"Not yet. Have you taken your cold medicine?"
“…”
Of course not.
Ten minutes later, the two of them tacitly began to take drugs under mutual supervision.
The medicine cannot be stopped.
And it’s best not to resist.
Otherwise, given their current seemingly harmonious yet precarious relationship, they might very well start quarreling over something over a single word in the next second.
Bai Ling took some cold medicine, propped up his dizzy head with his elbow, and continued writing: "...Recently, when we were disinfecting a group of rats in the archives room, we found a spare medal with your name on it. In order to prevent you from losing the existing one, we will send this one to you along with your allowance..."
Yu Chen listened to the sound of the pen tip stopping from time to time, and knew that the medicine was taking effect, and the bird's head was probably drooping a little.
"The patient should go to bed early." He couldn't help but said with a hint of command in his tone.
"This applies to you as well, huh." Bai Ling covered his mouth and yawned, saying unhappily.
You, are starting to use honorifics again.
The stone hanging in Yu Chen's heart turned into a small feather and floated down lightly.
He touched the letter paper on the table, called AI to fetch the blind caliper he often used, pressed his long finger on the paper, and measured the line spacing:
"Then let's go to bed together."
Bai Ling raised his eyebrows in surprise, seeing that he had already started writing a line of fluent and powerful words, "Thank you all for risking your lives for the motherland. Your glory will shine through history..."
It’s quite well written. Bai Ling stared at it for a while, then let it go.
Bai Ling finished writing all night, and it was not until he woke up the next morning that he remembered something.
How strange.
Why didn't they both think of printing out the template and then replacing the names with their fingers?
Bai Ling sat up, holding his forehead which was aching dully. The aftereffects of the cold had not gone away yet. He ruffled his messy hair and opened his sore eyes to look around.
I only finished writing the one hundred and thirteen letters last night, without putting them in envelopes. Now, at a glance, each mailing bag was folded perfectly, with only the tape left to stick on.
In addition, there was another large bag on the table.
"What?"
Bai Ling jumped off the bed, picked up the strange bag, and took out a small card from it:
【Gifts for surrender】
Bai Ling: Gift?
Turning it over again, there was a stack of black film inside...
A complete set of X-rays, a thick stack, covering every part of the body, is like an instruction manual on someone's skeletal structure.
No, this is the structural diagram, right?
Turn the card to the back: [Design drawings that the repairman needs, presented in person]
Bai Ling was stunned, and suddenly remembered what he said when he rode the mermaid into the waterway: For maintenance, of course I have to look at your structure.
It was just a casual remark from him.
Take out an X-ray film and look along the light. The white lines representing bones and muscles spread gently on the pure black film. The traces of the mermaid's growth and injuries are all revealed through it, just like an old tree, peeling off the inner core layer by layer, showing you the growth rings without reservation.
Bai Ling's cheeks flushed red, and she subconsciously put the back of her hand against her hot neck, her heart pounding uncontrollably.
Old man, giving him this kind of gift...
I surrender to you and am willing to be your captive.
hateful!
He likes it so much!
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