Chapter 94 My Bird Octopus Eighteen Eats
Woodpecker Hospital.
After a major rescue, Yu Chen's vital signs finally stabilized and he was transferred to the intensive care unit.
The doctors used a large amount of blood coagulants and restoratives. The drugs were so strong that they sometimes made him unconscious and sometimes conscious. He even fell into brief madness twice, unable to distinguish his own environment and showing great aggressiveness.
After using seven nursing robots, he was finally tied up with three belts and trapped in the hospital bed.
Zhuo Liangmu didn't dare to get too close, and reported from a distance:
"Thanks to your high-intensity exercise, your physical fitness has not declined. Although your internal organs ruptured and the amount of bleeding exceeded 40%, you survived without any danger."
"Where is he?" the mermaid looked at the ceiling.
"Who?" Zhuo Liangmu's heart skipped a beat.
"My bird."
The mermaid slowly turned her head and looked at him from her bed. Even though he had lost the ability to move, that look still made Zhuo Liangmu feel creepy.
It seemed as if it would break free of its restraints at any time and tear every living thing to pieces.
Zhuo Liangmu tried hard to convince himself that this was just the blood nature of the rotten mermaids and it was normal. Besides, the old Majesty has received strict education and will not harm innocent people.
"Your bird... has been taken away."
Zhuo Liangmu played the video that went viral on Starnet. It is said that a mermaid's heart is as hard as steel, but the woodpecker seemed to hear the sound of it cracking.
Yu Chen's face was extremely pale, and his blood vessels almost became transparent.
Before he fainted again, he issued orders fiercely, repeating over and over again: "Rescue Bai Ling, save him, no matter what method you use, I must see him appear in front of me tonight, intact."
·
Sava was a little confused.
After finishing his meal, he checked the trending searches out of habit, and clicked on a video of a criminal escort that had been forwarded hundreds of millions of times, only to see his brother's face.
He sat in the chair for a long time, slowly recovering from the shock. But on second thought, this seems to be something that only a stinky bird could do.
Sava's first reaction was to go find Heinz.
They agreed to meet in the corridor. Heinz stood in the shadows, almost blending into the darkness. He curled his lips and smiled:
"Master, you want to ask me for help to save your friend's life? Master, you look so helpless and sincere, it's really touching."
Sava was so anxious that he didn't waste any time talking to him: "Are you going to save him or not?"
Heinz said slowly: "Whether to save or not is of course up to the young master. Everything depends on the young master's sincerity."
"What sincerity?"
"Master understands."
Faced with this hint, Sava said simply: "Storage room, I'll give you 20 minutes, come if you want, I'll just treat it as a dog bite."
Heinz's expression changed several times, he pursed his harsh lips and smiled: "I envy the young master's friends."
Sava frowned, inexplicably wary: "What is there to envy?"
"Nothing." Heinz shook his neat trouser legs and walked towards Sava step by step with an obsessive-compulsive pace.
That feminine beauty was magnified in Savva's orange-red pupils, becoming clear and captivating. Savva turned her head away unconsciously, but Heinz held her chin and forced her to turn around.
Sava almost shouted "bold".
Heinz kissed the lips he had dreamed of, tasting the two small pieces of flesh with great care, rich and moist. In the intervals between breaths, his tone was completely cold, in stark contrast to his actions:
"I was wondering, if one day I was put on the execution ground, would the young master be so anxious to save me?"
Sava sneered, "You think too much. If that day really comes, I will definitely set off fireworks to celebrate."
"I hope the young master...will do what he says."
Heinz was filled with joy and dragged the young master into the storage room. All tentacles started working at the same time, making full use of every second of the 20 minutes. His young master was not in good shape today, probably still worried about his "friend", but that didn't matter, since he had finally defrauded something, he would of course enjoy the meal to his heart's content.
After finishing, Heinz straightened his tie and returned to being a meticulous secretary.
Sava sat on the ground in a messy manner, his sports shorts were wet, he raised his head panting, his eyes sharp:
"take me."
Heinz buttoned his cuffs and replied lightly, "That's another price."
"Fuck you, you bitch!" Sava cursed with gritted teeth, struggling for a few seconds, and finally chose to give in: "Remember first, I'll do it when I come back."
This time, Heinz readily agreed.
For him, there is no better deal than this. Because half an hour ago, he had received an order from The One to go and retrieve "Bai Ling".
With the addition of Savoy, Heinz gets the benefits from both ends and neither side loses out.
His eyes dimmed and his thoughts changed instantly. I just don’t know what kind of person this “Bai Ling” is?
He actually made his little hen humiliate herself and sacrifice herself, really...
It made him curious.
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Heinz's appearance outside the prison was both unexpected and reasonable.
Bai Ling knew that this matter would most likely go through Heinz's hands, but what surprised him was that the other party actually showed up in person.
Heinz made a "please" gesture, Bai Ling pulled out a chair and sat down, and the two began to talk across the glass.
Bai Ling was relaxed, not feeling the tension of being in prison. He leaned his shoulders against the chair, raised his eyebrows and asked:
"Are you here to repay a favor?"
Heinz reacted quickly and figured out the key points in a moment. He said with regret: "It is a great pity that Major General Gram died young. Now I am honored to be in a high position and can serve the monarch on behalf of Major General Gram. I believe that his spirit in heaven will be pleased."
Without Gram's death, how could Heinz come to power?
But what he said was really hypocritical, with a kind of deliberately contrived humility.
Bai Ling didn't have a good impression of him, just because Sava's ashes had been placed on the wild star for ten years and Heinz had never even gone to see them.
If the three words "conscienceless" could be transformed into a physical entity, it would definitely look like Heinz.
Heinz was also looking at Bai Ling.
The omega in front of him looked like he was covered in wounds and leaking air everywhere, but he was actually as hard as an iron barrel. Heinz hated dealing with this kind of people the most. These officers tended to be uncompromising, acted directly, had their own beliefs and appeal, and were difficult for him to use.
Heinz brought up the topic: "Do you know what's going on outside right now?"
"I'd like to hear more about it."
"In order to support you and protest against the authorities, the people rushed out of their homes and bought up all the octopus and swordfish on the market. Now the smell of cooking seafood wafts out of every kitchen window. Not only do they eat it, they also post it on trending searches to mock it. The monarch is simply furious."
Bai Ling said lightly: "At least they are not afraid of octopuses now."
Heinz adjusted the gold-wire frame and smiled, "You resent the monarch."
Bai Ling raised his arms and said lightly, "I just looked down on him."
Heinz suddenly slowed down his speech: "But, have you ever thought that although Cade may be one of the culprits of your tragedy, The One's indifference may not be innocent. The old empire abandoned you, don't you have any resentment at all?"
Bai Ling said without hesitation: "Hate, of course I hate."
He raised his grey eyes, which were as clear as frost and snow: "But who hasn't hated their parents?"
Heinz was stunned for a moment. Even though he was a eloquent person, he didn't know how to answer. When talking about the concept of the country, what comes to mind is bound to be the combination of kindness and severity, and constant mistakes of all sizes, just like parents who stumble through the process of raising children, sometimes lovable and sometimes extremely hateful.
You can lament its decay as much as you like, but after you leave, at some point in a certain year, when you see the light coming through the window, you will still inevitably think of it.
Heinz was very surprised.
Having only heard of him but never met him, he concluded that he was an angry young military officer with some skills, who was instigated by The One to incite the people.
But now it seems that the other party is much more dangerous than he expected.
This kind of danger is not in terms of physical strength, but in terms of ideology. If it is used with a little bit of force, it is possible to... kidnap his young master who is ignorant of the world!
"I can get you out, but there is a condition." Heinz lowered his eyes and said slowly, "I hope you can tell Sava that you and he have different ideas and it's time to part ways. Remember to say it tactfully, my young master has a fragile heart and it will break."
"What if I don't agree?"
Heinz raised his lips slightly. "If I'm not mistaken, your next plan should be to escape to an alien planet. I'm well-informed and know that your leader has rented a boat. As long as I give a heads-up to the people below, the contract with the boat rental company will be immediately voided. By then, you won't have a chance to escape even if you want to."
"Think it through, seize the opportunity, and do something smart."
Bai Ling was not surprised at all. In his eyes, Heinz had taken on the attitude of a winner too early, and he predicted meaningfully:
"Perhaps in a few years, the Capital Planet will welcome you again. By then, the dynasty will have changed, and things and people will have changed. I will welcome you to come and visit with a tourist visa."
Bai Ling had a strong premonition.
This conversation was peaceful and friendly, but the next time I meet Heinz, we may be enemies.
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The Star Network live broadcast platform "Ordinary Voice" has always been known for its sharp words and criticism of current social ills.
Although Cade is an emperor, he is also a mortal, and as a human being, he has a desire to spy. He couldn't help but read the various reviews, while angrily directing the network department to block a large number of accounts that posted pictures of fried octopus. Finally, he clicked on "Ordinary Voice", the account with the most viewers.
He had previously issued a ban, prohibiting the spread of "Bai Ling"'s video on the Star Network to avoid causing incitement.
Those platforms were also very well-behaved. They all began to express their positions and broadcast news from the national station. The whole place was filled with joy and happiness, and the situation was very good.
But when he opened the website, he saw a food show playing on a loop.
"You must learn how to cook octopus this way. First, we ask the enthusiastic stall owner to remove the internal organs. After returning home, we cut it into diamond shapes, coat it with a thin layer of starch, and fry it in a pan until it is golden and crispy. Serve it with a bowl of fragrant rice. When you take a bite, the head explodes directly~"
Refresh the comments below: "Write it down in your little notebook, 18 ways to eat octopus."
"Why is it that the food I made following the host's method is smelly and disgusting? Pah pah pah!"
"Not only that, my cat smelled the stench of octopus and went to the kitchen to cook four dishes and a soup."
For a moment, Cade's blood rushed backwards, he was so angry that he almost fell to the ground. What an insult this is! They don't take the authority of the monarch into consideration at all. It is simply treasonous.
He angrily scolded the Internet Department: "What are you doing? How dare you keep such a big platform for rebellion?"
Network Department: "...You only said that you want to block the keyword 'octopus', but you didn't say 'octopus' either."
"Block them all. Any seafood food programs are forbidden to be broadcast!"
"Yes..." The Network Department sighed quietly. They had to work overtime all night again tonight.
In the luxurious bedroom, Cade paced back and forth anxiously. Tomorrow is his birthday. Half a year ago, he had been planning to hold a grand celebration, which would be larger in scale and more magnificent than the founding anniversary of Isuparaiso that year, and would be best to go down in history.
But who would have thought that at this critical juncture, a rebel suddenly emerged and led the people across the country to clamor for him to be fried.
How innocent he is!
Cade also knew that this kind of thing could be blocked on the Internet, but it could not stop people's imagination. If it continued to ferment like this, the entire empire might have to ban the sale of seafood in order to barely preserve the emperor's reputation.
He had to do something to divert people's attention.
Cade immediately called his close secretary, Heinz.
Heinz said in a joyful tone: "Your Majesty, tomorrow is your 35th birthday. In addition to hosting a grand ball, the ministers have also presented you with generous gifts."
"Among them, the four Grand Dukes of the Ocean Tribe have unanimously decided to erect a giant sculpture for you. The sculpture has arrived at the port and is ready for loading and unloading."
"So, why don't you invite the whole country to watch the live broadcast of the sculpture? It will be interesting and can also show your supreme fame."
Cade slapped his thigh excitedly: "Let's do it."
But there was one problem: he hadn’t decided where to put the octopus sculpture…
Heinz gave a sincere suggestion: "Excuse me, but a sculpture is such a symbolic gift, so of course it should be placed where you can see it so that you can appreciate it every day."
Cade walked to the window and drew aside the curtains. It was snowing lightly in the capital at night, and the lights on the distant horizon were dim, like quietly leaping flames.
He saw the sculpture, Motherland, at a glance.
People gave Isuparezo huge gifts praising his achievements in government.
Cade proudly tapped the glass, pointed at it and said, "I want that piece of land, in the center of the square."
Heinz sounded very embarrassed: "Then we have to destroy the original sculpture. After all, it has been standing there for more than half a century, and many people have developed feelings for it, whether good or bad... In short, destroying it may be opposed by the public."
His advice had the opposite effect, making Cade more determined. "Let's move it and throw it into the garbage dump. This way it won't be considered destruction, it will just make it disappear from its rightful place in history."
Most importantly, disappear from his sight and from the heart of the Capital Planet.
Cade had made up his mind and ordered Heinz to have someone take care of it immediately. Work should start tonight and the great octopus sculpture must be erected in time for his birthday tomorrow.
At exactly eight o'clock in the evening, the national news anchor received the note and immediately announced the news to the entire empire with joy and excitement.
At the same time, in the distant Mammal Federation, the presidential residence was brightly lit, and the giant crystal chandelier cast overlapping light, gathering into triple shadows under the middle-aged man's hooves.
"They couldn't wait and started working enthusiastically late at night." The president with sheep's hooves shook his head, feeling helpless and amused.
The Foreign Minister couldn't help but laugh: "A tyrant, his actions are incredibly absurd. In order to celebrate his birthday, he even temporarily mobilized transport ships from all over the planet to prepare to use lasers to cut off the ears, nose, and head of the sculpture piece by piece. If this wasn't official news from the Empire, I would have thought it was fake news."
The light brain projection screen flashed, and the federal official media followed the hot topic and published a headline news, vividly comparing the imperial tyrant's behavior of cutting the sculpture overnight to "a feat comparable to Napoleon's destruction of the Sphinx statue!"
The most sarcastic one can be.
The Foreign Minister said with emotion: "He can cut off the nose of the sculpture, but he can never cut off the influence of Isupalaiso in the Empire and even in the entire galaxy."
The president looked over and showed appropriate surprise: "I thought you were an opponent of Isuparaiso. After all, your father lost face and retired from the diplomatic world because of Isuparaiso's arrogant remarks, didn't he?"
The Foreign Minister was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly shrugged his shoulders with ease: "The dead Isu Paraiso is the good Isu Paraiso."
The president's eyes were full of meaning, and he raised the brandy in his hand and said, "Cheers to the death of His Majesty the Old."
"cheers."
"How long do you think the empire can hold out without the old emperor?"
"Under the powerful ships and guns of the Federation, I think..." The Foreign Minister crossed his long legs and said leisurely, "Within a month, they will be begging us to sign an armistice agreement."
"So sure?"
"Of course, this is based on experience. Unless..."
The president turned around and looked at the foreign minister, who was reminiscing about something. "Unless they can get back the national treasure, the Suzaku, and find a general as powerful as King Savoy I to rebuild the military defense line."
However, imagination is beautiful and reality is cruel.
Everyone knows that the empire is now a dead chess game.
The Foreign Minister laughed as he spoke. "But fortunately, if Isuparaiso were still alive, I would have to keep my father's promise and attend every Interstellar Alliance meeting..."
The president completed his unfinished words in his mind: I have to turn into a hyena and eat dog food in public.
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