Chapter 17
At this moment, He Xile suddenly had a burst of inspiration and could say a lot more bad things about His Majesty.
If the Supervisory Committee came back for a second interrogation, he guaranteed that he would stay in the study for a full half hour longer than before. No, at least half an hour.
He took a slow, deep breath.
He Xile, stay calm.
The person standing before you now is not only your breadwinner but also the king of Haixinna.
The most important thing is that even if there are ten of you, you still can’t beat him.
"Why don't you move? Are you not satisfied?" His Majesty's voice was low, and as he spoke, tiny scales appeared again on the black lines on half of his face, and he looked as if he was about to get angry.
The guard standing nearby moved subconsciously.
Although it was only for a short moment, it still attracted His Majesty's attention.
The guard paused, then stood there as if petrified.
"...I'm not dissatisfied. Thank you, Your Majesty."
The ladder is well secured and there shouldn't be any accidents.
He Xile walked over, using his hands and feet, feeling a bit like climbing to the upper bunk in his high school dormitory, and he was up in no time. After settling firmly on the stool, He Xile blinked.
hiss.
Although this ladder is extremely insulting, it is surprisingly useful.
At least it is much more convenient than He Xile having to climb up the stool by himself before.
Wen Jiyu was obviously very satisfied with He Xile's "performance".
He hummed a low "hmm" and added, "This outfit looks nice today." After that, he turned and left. Most of the time, His Majesty would arrive at the restaurant earlier than He Xile, and when He Xile arrived, the other party had basically finished his meal.
"Sir. Here is your meal."
The chef placed the freshly prepared food in front of He Xile and whispered, "Your Majesty arrived at the restaurant at 11 o'clock today and finished his meal early, but he hasn't left yet."
He Xile raised his eyes.
What the chef meant was that His Majesty was actually waiting for He Xile, so he hadn't left.
He said, "I know."
But this cannot offset the depression in He Xile's heart.
He had never met anyone as wicked as Wen Ji and His Majesty, whose words and actions were completely unpredictable. But putting aside his actions and words, he could see from the depths that His Majesty actually cared about him.
This made He Xile jump back and forth between "Your Majesty is a very good person" and "Your Majesty may have a serious illness."
never mind.
These two evaluations do not seem to conflict.
It’s better to just stand aside.
The rich aroma of meat wafted into He Xile's nose, and he immediately sat up straight. He put Wen Ji and His Majesty out of his mind and happily enjoyed the food.
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He Xile's activity this morning was huge, almost as much as the total activity he had done since he woke up.
So after dinner, he sat on the porch, basking in the warm sunshine, and refused to go for a walk no matter what.
He Xile hugged the pillar like a spoiled child: "No, no, no."
When the guards saw this scene, their hearts melted.
He advised gently, "Sir, there is a special situation in the palace. You'd better not go out for the next three days. So if you don't go today, I'm afraid you will be bored for the next few days."
What?
Can’t go out for three days?
Is there such a good thing?
He Xile was very tired after walking back and forth all morning and now he just wanted to rest.
He even secretly swore in his heart that if anyone could persuade him to go for a walk again today, he would take that person's surname.
"It's okay, I won't feel bored."
He Xile shook his head and said, "I'm a bit of a homebody. I'm just not going out for three days, which is totally acceptable." He raised his wrist and shook his brand new personal terminal. "Besides, there's also Star Network, right?"
Haixinna is different from Earth.
The terminal technology here is so advanced that browsing the Star Network feels almost like going out. He Xile had just arrived at Haixinna and was curious about everything about the Star Network. He Xile had many interesting books in the free library alone that he hadn't finished reading. He couldn't even stay at home for three days, let alone seven.
Seeing that this human persisted, the guard sighed softly.
——Who can have the heart to force a cute little human to do something he doesn’t like?
Especially this Lord He Xile, who kept holding the pillar with his hands.
From beginning to end, it never spread out.
"Very well, sir. But once you've said that, you can't go back on your word."
"I see!"
He Xile had a serious expression and promised solemnly, "I will behave well these few days. By the way, is there any event being held in the palace? Is it inconvenient for me to show up?" he asked curiously.
The guards paused.
He thought of something, frowned slightly, as if he was afraid, and said vaguely: "Something will indeed happen soon."
He Xile: “?”
He Xile didn't understand, and guessed that the guard was not in a position to explain, so he didn't ask any more questions.
He relaxed a lot and leaned against the pillar of the corridor.
Golden sunlight streamed down, warming He Xile's entire body. Wisteria-like flowers climbed the roof of the corridor, emitting a pleasant fragrance. A warm breeze caressed He Xile's face.
He was a little drowsy.
It was quiet all around, no birdsong or cicadas chirping as on Earth. Only the occasional strong breeze rustled the leaves nearby. Occasionally, a patrol of the palace would pass by, the rhythmic footsteps of armored soldiers approaching from afar, then fading away.
He Xile suddenly thought that it was great to be able to have life again after death.
If his parents knew about this, they would never cry behind his back again.
He Xile's eyes were slightly moist.
He closed his eyes and took a short nap before he stood up refreshed: "Let's go back."
Guard: "Okay."
The two walked back side by side.
After arriving at the room, He Xile closed the door and ran to the stool to sit down.
He rubbed his sore calves and couldn't wait to log into the Star Network.
Not long after the live broadcast started, the number in the upper right corner changed from "0" to "1", and the robot appeared in his live broadcast room quite punctually, looking undeterred by any weather.
"Good afternoon." He Xile greeted him and asked curiously, "Is it you again? Are you assigned regularly to review my live broadcast, or were you randomly assigned?"
Of course, the robot would not reply to He Xile.
He Xile shrugged: "Okay, if you don't say anything, I'll just treat you as a regular watcher of my live broadcast."
He was clearly in a good mood, humming a tuneless tune as he said, "Today's plan is to study hard, but before I study, I need to eat something delicious to motivate myself."
He Xile located the coordinates to a relatively well-known snack street. However, just as he arrived at the place and appeared at the portal, a person rushed out from the side like a whirlwind!
These non-humans on Haixinna are all relatively large in size, and accordingly, their strength is not just talk.
He Xile was caught off guard and his body was tilted by the force, and his butt landed directly on the ground.
The Star Network connects nerves, and the sensation it brings is very real. He Xile sat on the ground, supporting himself with his hands, feeling a dull pain in his tailbone.
Things happened so fast that He Xile was a little confused for a moment.
"Oh, sorry."
When the man apologized, he had already run ten steps away.
He initially didn't intend to intervene, but subconsciously turned around and saw a small person sitting on the ground. He immediately guessed that the person he had knocked down was probably a minor. Thinking about the purpose of his trip, and then looking at the little person who had been sitting on the ground and never stood up, the person was very hesitant. He struggled internally for a while, and finally, dejected, he chose to return.
"Are you okay?"
The man stretched out his arm, grabbed He Xile by the back of his neck, and pulled him up from the ground like a kitten.
He Xile's feet were dangling in the air: "???"
He Xile's heart suddenly collapsed.
how so!
His neck and arms felt uncomfortable because of the clothes that were strangled. He Xile said with difficulty: "...I'm fine. Can you put me down first?"
"Oh, sorry."
The man immediately realized that his behavior was inappropriate and quickly let go of her hand. "I'm sorry, I've been taking care of the little guy lately. I'm used to it..."
He coughed lightly and asked again, "Are you feeling any worse?"
He Xile's feet finally touched the ground.
He realized later that the pain in his coccyx was gone.
Shaking his head, He Xile said, "No."
"The terminal is connected to the nerves. It's normal to feel pain after a fall. It will heal quickly and won't affect your reality."
The man spoke very quickly, like pouring beans. After he finished explaining in a burst of words, he said, "Since you are fine, I will leave first. If you have any problems later and want to find me, just call the police! There are surveillance cameras here, and the people from the Security Management Office will find me directly." After speaking, the man patted He Xile on the shoulder with a serious face and ran away again.
He Xile: “…”
Ah this.
Looking at the people around me, they all seemed to be competing and rushing in the same direction.
This was the first time He Xile had seen such a scene. He felt that the momentum was even greater than when Yuduyi fought against that person.
Um?
Is there anything exciting to see?
He Xile was so curious that he didn't even care about the snacks and followed everyone in that direction.
This snack street was originally quite narrow and crowded, so it soon became completely blocked.
“I wonder if they’ll all be sold out by the time we get there…”
"Not really?"
"Oh my god, what you said is making me anxious."
It was noisy all around.
The terminal translation process was slow due to the large amount of data input. He Xile stood there, confused and bewildered. From what he heard from several people nearby, it seemed like they were trying to grab something.
Well, suddenly there was a supermarket sale and the aunties rushed to buy the taste.
at the same time.
Inside the palace.
Wen Jiyu had been concentrating on annotating a regulation, accompanied by He Xile's mumbling, but at this moment, his heart could not calm down. With a frown, Wen Jiyu raised his bloodshot eyes and looked at the screen displayed on the terminal not far away.
——It was crowded and there were people everywhere.
The noisy sounds gathered together, almost breaking through the screen, and echoed throughout the empty hall, making Wen Jiyu, who always liked quietness, feel like his head was about to explode.
He had a gloomy face, and the black lines on one side of his face almost instantly turned into scales.
Let’s look at He Xile again.
He was short and thin, and seemed completely unaffected by the large crowd around him. He was even quite agile, slowly moving among the countless pairs of legs and squeezing to the edge.
It looks like he's leaving.
Wen Jiyu felt relieved.
Next second.
He Xile's cheerful voice came: "Brother, I want to try this!"
"Mmm, it smells so good—"
"That looks good. Is it delicious? Is it a snack recipe passed down from your ancestors? Give me one too!"
"I still want to drink this colorful drink!"
He Xile did not leave as Wen Ji and Xiang had planned. Instead, he followed the slowly advancing crowd and leisurely ate at all the snack shops along the way.
After finishing the last sip of his drink, He Xile burped slightly.
ah.
Very comfortable.
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