Chapter 16
"What's going on with this terminal... Can't I be a little excited?" After being kicked offline, He Xile tried again, but found that he couldn't log in again.
He was in a very depressed mood.
I haven't finished watching the battle video of His Majesty yet, so I'll have to continue next time.
But what if I get kicked off again?
He Xile let out a long sigh.
He is a very empathetic person.
The thrilling battle scenes on the terminal, as well as the ubiquitous injuries, separations, and pain, all tugged at He Xile's nerves. It would have been impossible for him to remain calm and composed throughout the entire viewing process.
"Your Excellency He Xile."
Just then, the guard knocked on the door, and a voice sounded from behind the door, "Excuse me, are you free now?"
He Xile was stunned.
He came back to his senses and quickly replied: "I'm free."
Jumping down from the stool, He Xile walked to the door and stood on tiptoe to open it.
"Someone from the Information Management Office is here and waiting in the reception room. They said they're going to deliver your personal terminal." The guard looked down at He Xile, his eyes gentle. "Do you want to go over now?"
He Xile's eyes lit up and he nodded immediately: "Of course! Let's go now."
The terminal on his wrist is temporary after all. Although it is also connected to the nervous system, many functions are still not activated. Every time this happens, He Xile looks forward to his personal terminal, and now it has finally arrived!
By the way, you can also ask why you are always kicked offline by the terminal and how to solve it.
He Xile couldn't wait and followed the guards to the reception room.
The reception room was a long way from the guest room where He Xile was currently staying, and on the way there was a beautiful little garden. Many times after dinner, He Xile would take a walk in the little garden with the guards.
And that's where his range of activities ends.
This was the first time he had walked into an area further than the small garden.
"Sir, can you still go now?"
The guard beside him kept an eye on the human, worried that the short-legged little human might get tired. When the two of them left the small garden, he very naturally suggested, "If you don't mind, I can carry you."
He Xile: “???”
Um?
He Xile shook his head quickly: "No, no need. Thank you."
Oh my god.
An adult being carried by someone else while walking, what kind of horrifying scene is this!?
He Xile almost suffocated when he thought about it.
However, perhaps because he was looking forward to the terminal, He Xile really didn't feel tired.
It took them twenty minutes to reach the reception room. Although the weather was cool, He Xile's clothes were relatively cumbersome, and coupled with his brisk pace, a fine layer of sweat formed on his head.
Before entering, the guard gently supported He Xile's shoulders and said, "Sir, please wait."
He took out a neatly folded handkerchief and handed it to He Xile.
He Xile whispered, "Thank you."
The fabric of the handkerchief was very soft. He Xile wiped the sweat off his face, folded the handkerchief again, and put it in his pocket, intending to wash it before returning it to the guard.
He straightened himself and pushed open the door to the reception room.
There were three staff members from the Information Management Office who came to see He Xile, all of whom had met He Xile before. In addition, there were nearly five other men and women whom He Xile had never seen before.
There were eight people in total, and even if they were all crammed into the reception room, it still didn't seem crowded.
They were originally sitting together having tea and snacks, seemingly chatting aimlessly. When they heard the movement at the door, they all stood up at the same time and looked towards the door.
In contrast to the tall, imposing guards behind him, the human at the doorway looked small, soft, and adorable. His skin was perfectly smooth, his pores almost invisible, and his entire body was white, but not a pale white, with a rosy hue. He seemed to have come in a hurry, his face a faint pink, and his beautiful eyes moist.
When you first see it, you can't help but like it.
Being stared at by so many people, He Xile stopped in his tracks.
He stood somewhat stiffly and took the initiative to say, "Hello."
"Good day, Your Excellency."
The staff member who had helped He Xile enter data came forward quickly. While checking the temporary terminal on He Xile's wrist, she smiled kindly and asked, "Do you remember me?"
He Xile was delighted.
The other party's tone made He Xile feel a little dazed. It felt like he was going home for the Chinese New Year. A group of unfamiliar relatives stood in front of him, smiling and asking one by one: "Le Le, do you remember who I am?"
So terrifying.
He Xile coughed lightly and shook the picture out of his head.
He subconsciously looked at the other person's ear: "Remember."
The staff member's ears twitched instantly when He Xile stared at her. She seemed a little embarrassed, and her ears suddenly turned back, as if she wanted to hide.
Seeing this, He Xile immediately looked away.
He said softly with a sincere expression, "I'm sorry, I thought it was cute, so I couldn't help but look at it a few more times."
"...Ah, it's okay, it's okay. Thank you."
The staff member's ears moved, her face turned red, she smiled embarrassedly, and her whole body gradually relaxed.
"This is your new personal terminal. Let me help you take down the previous temporary terminal?" she said.
He Xile: "Okay."
At the same time, the other two staff members were also busy.
One of them held a small camera and filmed the interaction between the two people from all angles.
The staff member explained, "Don't worry. In our industry, we record every time we go out on the job to avoid disputes. This video will only be kept and will never be released. We once had an employee go out on the job without recording it. A citizen accused him of wearing the terminal incorrectly. Because he couldn't prove it himself, he lost a lot of money."
He Xile: "I see."
As they spoke, the staff member looked at He Xile's attire with a hint of amazement in their eyes.
Except for the nobles who have nothing to do every day and always gather together to hold various banquets and cocktail parties, the people on Haixinna actually don't like to wear complicated clothes.
The clothes He Xile was wearing looked very hot and cumbersome, making it completely inconvenient for doing anything.
If the clothes were sold in StarNet's virtual mall, passersby would indeed take a second look, but instead of praising them, they would immediately turn around and complain to their companions: "This store is such a bad business. Who would buy clothes like this..."
But at this moment, her eyes softened, and she couldn't help but say, "Sir, your clothes are so beautiful. May I ask who designed them? They are truly exquisite!"
The clothes are just the right size for humans.
The lace-trimmed collar framed her slender neck, making it appear elongated and fragile. The sleeves were layered at the wrists, unfurling like flowers with the slightest movement. Her waist was incredibly thin, easily encircled by a single hand. Her legs were also slender and straight. This outfit perfectly showcased all of He Xile's best qualities.
He looks just like a little prince.
If there weren't so many people around that she couldn't allow it, she really wanted to take a few photos and put them home as a souvenir!
The temporary terminal on the thin wrist was slowly removed by the staff.
He Xile said, "It's a designer named Jian who works beside His Majesty."
The designer around His Majesty?
Several strange men and women looked at each other when they heard this.
He Xile added, "Oh, sister, I recently logged into the Star Network, and when I was watching some scenes, I was always kicked out because of my accelerated heart rate. Has this happened to you before?"
The staff member in front of her was stunned, her rabbit ears twitching: "I've never seen anything like this before." She even stopped what she was doing and hesitated, "Could it be because of the terminal?"
After all, the terminal was created by intelligent life in the Haixinna universe. Although current experiments have proved that it is suitable for all races and no accidents or discomfort have occurred, it is safe.
But the person in front of me is a human being.
He is the only, precious, and unprecedented human being in Haixinna.
After thinking for a while, the staff member stood up and said, "Sir, I will ask the people at the design institute first, and then I will put it on you."
He Xile said obediently: "Okay."
"Mr. He Xile, may I ask what scene you saw before you were kicked out of the terminal?"
A deep voice suddenly interrupted.
He Xile looked over.
The person asking the question was one of the five unfamiliar, non-human men. His second defining characteristic was a tiger's tail, which looked incredibly long, with short, prickly hair that swung back and forth behind him in a state of annoyance.
The five of them seemed to form a small group of their own, always gathered together and stood not far from He Xile. Their aura was completely different from that of the staff around them.
There was also a hint of scrutiny in the look he gave He Xile.
He Xile said nothing when he saw this.
He chose to look back.
The two of them stared at each other.
"Sir, they are from the Supervisory Committee." The guard who had been following He Xile quietly on the side saw that He Xile didn't say anything and hurriedly reminded him in a low voice.
He Xile suddenly understood.
It turned out to be them.
He then explained, "The first time I was forced offline by the Star Network, I was watching a live mecha battle, Yudui vs.—" He Xile paused, a little embarrassed, "I forgot who we were fighting against. It was my first time watching a mecha battle, and both sides were quite strong, so I got too excited and was kicked offline. This time, it was because I was watching Wen Ji and His Majesty fight the Zerg. The scene after the imaging was really exciting, and I accidentally got excited again."
"It's related to His Majesty." The man turned and said, "It was triggered by watching His Majesty's modern history video."
The others whispered to each other.
"...At this point, we cannot rule out the possibility that it was a stress reaction after seeing His Majesty."
"The sample size is too small, so perhaps some testing is needed."
"Let's take a look at the rest of this human's situation here with Your Majesty."
"Um."
The rabbit-eared staff member returned, "Sir He Xile, I've already contacted the people at the design institute. They're saying that because you're the only human in all of Haixinna, and your physical data is so... low, well, they're afraid that even the slightest stimulation will exceed your critical point, so they've deliberately lowered your terminal values."
"If you have any objections to this value, you can take some time to go to the design institute and have them help you with specific adjustments. You know, the terminal is connected to the nerves after all, and if you're not careful, it can cause serious damage."
"Now, let me help you bring your personal terminal."
There was a slight tingling sensation in my wrist like a needle prick.
He Xile frowned.
He didn't look at the newly-installed personal terminal on his wrist, but instead gazed in the direction of the Supervisory Committee. He emphasized, "The first time I was forced offline by a terminal was because I was watching a mecha battle live. Your Majesty wasn't present at the time."
The people from the Supervisory Committee just turned around and glanced at He Xile lightly.
What does this mean?
He Xile was unhappy.
"Sir," the staff member in front of him whispered, "The terminal is ready."
She could certainly sense the delicate atmosphere between He Xile and the Supervisory Committee. As if to soothe him, she raised her hand and gently touched He Xile's head. "If you have any questions, feel free to contact us. I'm happy to help you with anything. Okay?"
"……good."
Facing the cute little rabbit staff, He Xile really couldn't keep a straight face.
He lost some of his energy and said softly, "Thank you."
Woo woo woo.
Humans are so cute!
He was originally still angry, but when he heard her talking, he was able to control his temper very well and did not vent his anger on her. Most importantly, he had a very serious expression on his face before and said that her ears were cute!
She can brag about this for the rest of her life!
The staff member smiled broadly. "You're welcome. It's my honor to serve you, sir."
The three people from the Information Management Office left quickly.
Only five people from the Supervisory Committee and He Xile were left in the reception room.
He Xile thought of what had happened before and frowned.
He raised his head with a serious expression, looking at the five people, and said solemnly, "I don't know if you have any prejudice against His Majesty, but this accusation is completely false. His Majesty has never abused me. I can swear that in the future, I will tell the truth and will not hold back. And you must also make sure not to turn a blind eye to the truth."
He Xile pointed to his clothes and said, "As you just heard, this outfit was made for me personally by the royal designer who serves His Majesty."
He told His Majesty that he was wearing loose clothes and was seen by him, and then the designer came over.
"Your Majesty treats me very well and is very considerate."
He knew that in the eyes of outsiders, Wen Ji and His Majesty were terrifying. When His Majesty was mentioned, many of the comments were negative, but His Majesty's treatment of He Xile was absolutely impeccable.
He Xile looked up at the guard beside him and asked, "Can you take us to the kitchen?"
Guard: "Of course, sir."
He Xile turned around and followed the guards out.
The five people looked at each other in surprise. They didn't expect that humans who looked so soft on the outside could have such a tough side. And people with such personalities would never hide it if they were really abused.
They all saw a hint of interest in each other's eyes and followed suit.
He Xile walked with a proud and heroic manner, looking very imposing.
But the kitchen is too far away.
It's even farther than the road from the guest room to the reception room.
He Xile felt a little tired halfway through the walk, but when he saw the people from the Supervisory Committee following him, he felt that it was better to lose the battle than the people.
He Xile forced himself to walk to the kitchen, opened the door, and greeted the chefs he was already very familiar with. Then, with a serious face, he introduced the people from the Supervisory Committee: "Our teeth are different from yours. They are flat. We can't even chew the milk goat you think is easy to chew. We need to eat softer meat. When His Majesty learned of this, he immediately approved it."
He Xile has been eating a lot of meat recently, and he can recognize at a glance which ones he eats.
He pointed to several ingredients placed in a refrigerator-like container and said, "See? These are the more chewy meats that His Majesty approved for me to eat. I often eat this kind and this. They were all air-shipped here. I heard that they are more expensive than his ingredients. I have only been awake for a few days and don't know Hai Xinna well enough. If I didn't eat it often, I would definitely not recognize it, right?"
After saying that, He Xile opened his mouth wide, pointed at his teeth, and said vaguely, "Flat."
Everyone in the Supervisory Committee: "..."
This is an unimagined path.
One of the ladies actually looked at it carefully and exclaimed in surprise, "It's really flat."
He Xile shut up after hearing this.
He realized it later and felt a little embarrassed. He tilted his head slightly and didn't look at the other person.
"Okay, I am convinced now, but please take us to see where you live now." The man with the tiger tail spoke again.
He Xile said without hesitation: "Okay."
But after he finished speaking, he didn't move.
Everyone in the Supervisory Council frowned.
What's going on?
Why not leave?
...Could there be something in the room that they can't see?
Like a whip?
Torture instrument?
The next second, He Xile lowered his head, his neck flushed red, and said in a whisper, "I'm so tired from walking all this way here. My feet hurt a little now, and I can't walk. Do you have any means of transportation?"
He said, still trying to save face, "After all, I've been lying in the museum for so long, so my physical condition is definitely not as good. Yeah, that's it."
These non-humans had extremely long legs, one step equal to three or four strides of He Xile, and they were also very fast, forcing He Xile to speed up to catch up. He Xile had been walking in the front just now, and it was really hard.
Now he has to go back again. The kitchen is so far away from where He Xile lives, and He Xile doesn't want to work hard anymore.
Upon hearing this, the guards, usually expressionless, couldn't help but reveal an expression of annoyance. "I'm sorry, sir. It's my fault for not being careful enough. There are indeed means of transportation in the palace. I'll have the other guards help drive one over now."
He Xile breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you."
He added, "It's not my fault. I didn't ask before."
Soon, two small hovercrafts appeared.
This type of hovercraft can seat six people, which is more than enough to carry He Xile and the five people from the Supervisory Committee.
Soon, the hovercraft arrived in front of the guest room building where He Xile lived.
After the car stopped, everyone got off.
The height of the pedal from the ground was a bit high for He Xile, but it was not a big problem. He leaned forward, checked the distance, and with full confidence, jumped down directly from it.
The guard was about to turn around to pick up He Xile, but when he saw this scene, his heart almost jumped out of his throat.
He reached out his hand hastily, but could only support He Xile, who had already landed and was standing steadily. He felt helpless: "Sir, you must be extremely careful. Next time you encounter this situation, you can wait for me."
Humans look so weak, it would be terrible if they fell and broke their bones.
"It doesn't matter."
He Xile shook his head, "I'm really not as fragile as you think."
It was a coincidence that as soon as He Xile entered the corridor, he saw a familiar person standing in front of the door - Jane.
Beside him stood several attendants carrying huge suitcases, which were probably filled with new clothes made for He Xile.
Just like last time, Jian waited anxiously at the door. He paced back and forth, occasionally stopping, his legs shaking. Every pore in his body spoke of his impatience.
Seeing He Xile, Jian's eyes lit up and he said from a distance: "Sir, you are finally back!"
He walked quickly forward with his arms open, as if wanting to hug He Xile. Finally, under the warning gaze of the guards, he had to stop at a safe distance reluctantly.
"I have been waiting here for a long time, just waiting for you to try on the new clothes I made for you."
Jian was very excited. He stared at He Xile and licked his dry lips. He ignored the several members of the Supervisory Committee following behind He Xile and talked without even saying hello. "After I left last time, I was inspired and made several sets of clothes that suit your temperament. I could have come earlier to give you a surprise, but His Majesty contacted me and asked me to make a few more sets of casual clothes for you, so I'm a little late."
He Xile was stunned.
The last time he tried on clothes, he also wanted a few simple everyday outfits, but before he could tell Jane, Jane slipped away. Unexpectedly, His Majesty seemed to have seen through his thoughts and informed Jane in advance.
Oh my god—
His Majesty!
Such a great guy!!!
He Xile was moved.
He turned his head, his soft hair seemed to be flying in the air, his eyebrows slightly raised, and his spirits were high. Although he didn't say anything, almost everyone in the Supervisory Committee could see a word from He Xile's expression.
——"Look, he said that Your Majesty did not abuse him!"
He Xile entered the room first.
As I walked, my steps became much lighter.
The members of the Supervisory Committee fell behind.
One of the women suddenly smiled and whispered, "This human is quite cute."
"really."
"It's a pity that there's only one child, and since he's a legal citizen, I can't raise him."
"Wow, what weird things are going on in your head? I'll report you—"
The atmosphere among the crowd was more relaxed than before.
In the room.
He Xile happily tried on several sets of clothes. Looking at the wardrobe again, all the loose clothes had been cleared away by the servants brought by Jian, and the wardrobe was filled with rows and rows of his new clothes.
Great!
If you change your outfit every day, you won’t be able to wear them all in a month!
Moreover, Jian is the designer of Wen Ji and His Majesty after all, so her skills are impeccable.
The clothes he designed did not look messy at all where they should be complicated, but rather looked noble, making He Xile look even more refined; and they were elegant and graceful where they should be simple, without any drag.
Wearing clothes like this is definitely a plus.
After trying on all the clothes, Jane filled the terminal with notes.
He said, "Leave me your contact information. I'll come find you when I get inspiration again."
He Xile: "Okay."
The two exchanged terminal numbers.
Afterwards, Jian turned around and was stunned for a moment: "Your Majesty has done something wrong again?" It was as if he had just seen someone from the Supervisory Committee.
The people from the Supervisory Committee didn't say anything.
The guard stood aside and told Wen Ji and His Majesty about the report.
Jian laughed heartily upon hearing this, clearly not taking it seriously. He said to the Supervisory Committee, "Thank you for your hard work again. I just don't know how many more times I'll have to run here in the future."
One-sidedly appears to be very familiar with the other party.
He Xile looked at both sides.
Jane's duties were completed, and she did not stay long, but left with her attendants.
The people from the Supervisory Committee exchanged a glance and sent a woman to speak softly to He Xile, "We already understand your general situation. We still have some questions to ask, and we hope you can answer them truthfully."
He Xile nodded: "Of course."
Everyone went to the study together.
The question was again asked by this woman.
"May I ask, in your daily interactions, has His Majesty ever had any inappropriate physical contact with you?"
He Xile shook his head: "No."
He thought to himself, when His Majesty had carried him directly to the chair in the restaurant before, that shouldn't be considered "inappropriate contact" but rather as help, right?
"What about the language?"
He Xile: “…No.”
"You hesitated."
The woman who asked the question looked at He Xile with a gentle gaze. "You can rest assured that your Majesty's actions are under our supervision. No matter how you answer now, you will not be harmed. We will protect you with our lives."
He Xile had previously promised the people from the Supervisory Committee that he would not lie. Upon hearing this, he said depressedly, "He said I was short."
Everyone was stunned.
One of the members of the Supervisory Committee who was in charge of taking notes coughed lightly and exchanged a glance with his colleagues.
——What should I do? This is the truth, do you want to remember it?
My colleagues remained calm.
——What to remember?
&
After the question and answer session, the people from the Supervisory Committee stood up.
"Okay, that's all for now."
He Xile also stood up and looked at everyone eagerly.
The woman who asked the question was silent for a moment, then took the initiative to say, "I'll let you know when the results come out."
Her colleagues couldn't help but look at her.
——On a daily basis, they often see people who are curious about the final result. This lady was not so easy to talk to at that time.
I didn't expect that he would be so good-tempered when facing humans today.
Several people filed out.
"Goodbye." He Xile stood at the door to say goodbye.
Before he returned to the room, he heard those people chatting as if no one was around.
"I'm not lying."
The man with the tiger tail said, "I've been monitoring the entire process, and there's nothing unusual. Besides... you all know His Majesty's vicious tongue, always saying things people don't want to hear. If that human just now said in response to the question that His Majesty had never said anything about him, I wouldn't believe it."
“…That’s true.”
"He's just a short guy, so he's not particularly vicious, right? Compared to the way he cursed at ministers and nobles before, it's nothing to mention."
"And I think that's not wrong, hahaha."
He Xile: “…”
hateful!
He Xile closed the door angrily.
He turned and saw a guard standing not far away, looking at him with gentle eyes. The guard said softly, "Sir, thank you for speaking well of His Majesty before the Supervisory Council."
He Xile shook his head: "I didn't say anything good on his behalf. I just told the truth as you said before."
The Chinese are the people who know how to repay kindness the most.
Although raising one more child is not a big deal considering the status and position of Wen Ji and His Majesty, it does not mean that He Xile can accept the benefits with peace of mind and not give any positive emotions in return.
What's more...
He Xile didn't dare to look at the guards. He felt a little embarrassed and whispered, "And I said something bad about His Majesty."
&
Not long after the break, it was lunch time.
As soon as He Xile arrived at the restaurant, he saw His Majesty already sitting inside.
Hearing the noise here, His Majesty turned his head and fixed his eyes on He Xile.
The two looked at each other.
He Xile remembered the lesson from last time. He stepped forward and greeted him, "Your Majesty, good afternoon. Are you new here too?"
“…Hmm.”
Wen Ji and His Majesty gave a vague agreement.
Apparently, he was quite pleased with this kind of caring greeting. He didn't bother He Xile. Instead, he looked at He Xile with scarlet eyes and asked nonchalantly, "I heard that the Supervisory Committee came this morning."
"Uh-huh."
He Xile said, "He asked me a lot of questions."
"Oh." His Majesty didn't look concerned.
He Xile also felt that there was nothing much to say about this matter and prepared to go for dinner.
"Oh, one more thing." His Majesty snorted. "There are so many things in the palace. I can't possibly make them all to your size to accommodate your height."
He Xile blinked.
really.
To make a chair that suits He Xile, we also need to make a table that suits him. The size of the dining plates on the table must also be customized, otherwise it will look too mismatched and affect the aesthetics.
Moreover, once everything in the restaurant was adapted to He Xile's needs, what about the bedroom? The bedroom is where humans rest and spend the most time every day. It can't possibly remain unchanged, right?
This will make the project huge.
——It’s not worth changing so many things just for one human being.
He Xile didn't really consider this place as his home.
He nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "I understand."
I heard that he had a meal with me.
He didn't say much, but waved to the guard beside him. The guard immediately understood, took out a small ladder, and neatly placed it next to the chair where He Xile often sat and fixed it in place.
He Xile: “?”
Wen Ji and His Majesty said calmly: "Okay, climb."
He Xile: “…”
He Xile looked at the ladder and then at His Majesty.
Wait, the people from the Supervisory Committee, don't leave yet—
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