◇ Chapter 38 Visit
“…”
Lan En was stunned for a moment, not sure what Lin You meant.
The badge on his chest was the insignia of a major general of the Third Army, with intricate patterns painted on it, and pure white irises blooming among the thorns, representing both the enduring Colette family and the Empire's brave and battle-hardened Third Army.
The family emblem has a unique meaning. When a female insect gives the family emblem to a male insect, it means that she swears an oath in the name of the family and pledges allegiance to the male insect. But can the male insect ask the female insect for it back?
Nothing like this has ever happened before.
Lin You rejected his rose, but asked him to offer the iris instead, and even said in public that he liked the iris, which was almost equivalent to saying: "I, Lin You, am willing to accept Major General Iris of the Colette family and want to marry him."
At the same time, this badge also represents the glory of the Third Army. Lann's mind was in turmoil. Could it be that the male insect wanted him to surrender his family to him, and then deprive him of his position and keep him in the harem?
“…”
Devin was stunned, and the Third Army was silent.
Lin You stroked the edge of the badge, feeling a little disappointed: "No?"
"No, of course." Lann took off the badge and handed it to him. When he looked up again, there was only pure fascination in his peach blossom eyes. All his thoughts disappeared and were hidden behind his azure eyes. He said softly: "It is an honor for me and the Colette family that this badge can be liked by you."
After doing all this, Lan En stood up with a smile, without even looking at the priceless rose on the ground, but politely extended his hand to Lin You: "Please allow me to lead the way for you."
As an ardent pursuer, he should always be with Lin You.
Although Lan En made a move, he didn't expect Lin You to pay attention to him. After all, male insects are such difficult creatures to serve.
He planned to wait for Lin You to wave him away, and then he would tactfully take two steps back, distance himself from the male insect, and leave the coverage of the pheromones.
Lin You didn't move, but glanced at the novel.
The original owner knocked down the rose and left directly. Lan En didn't invite her, so it didn't mention whether he held her hand or not.
In Lin You’s dictionary, not written = free to express yourself freely.
He lowered his eyes to look at the hand wrapped in the leather glove. The knuckles were distinct and the leather looked smooth and soft, which perfectly met the aesthetic of a uniform lover.
——Anyway, it’s not written, so just hold it if you want.
Lin You then extended his hand modestly, shook it directly, and intertwined his fingers with Lan En.
The Third Army: “!!!”
Male insects are very difficult to deal with. Some of them extremely hate physical contact. They have never seen such a direct approach.
Many people were stunned, with magical expressions. Didn't they say that their major general was madly pursuing the Third Prince? This didn't look like unrequited love!
Lan's arm muscles jumped uncontrollably. The thin layer of gloves could not block the transmission of pheromones. The scent of citrus diffused in the air. His fingertips trembled slightly, and he almost failed to conceal his gaffe.
Although he was confused, Lan En didn't show it on his face. He just held Lin You tightly and pretended to be flattered: "I will lead the way for Your Highness."
They walked through the Third Army's training room and practice ground. Male insects generally had no interest in these things, so Lan En simply mentioned them briefly. Lin You hummed a few times perfunctorily and his eyes fell on an instrument that looked like a space capsule.
The egg-shaped metal shell is very technological and is large enough for one person to lie flat. There is a support platform on the brain, which is connected to a dense network of wires.
Lann said: "That is a special spiritual sea connection instrument, used for remotely operating aircraft reconnaissance cruises."
Lin You nodded and thought, "If a holographic gaming cabin is invented, it will probably look like this."
Behind the martial arts training room and the practice field, there is a small display room. Lan En said, "This is where the Third Army's past achievements and medals are recorded and displayed."
These princes would not go to the battlefield, so the visit was just a formality. No one would be interested in their military achievements and medals. Lan En went through the process very quickly, and without much introduction, he led Lin You away.
Lin You held him back and said with interest: "Wait."
He fixed his gaze on the holographic screen at the end of the showroom.
There were projection screens of all sizes neatly arranged here, playing clips of the Third Army killing the enemy and winning in a loop. The scene Lin You watched was a personal video. The general with long silver hair had his battle robe soaked in blood and his clothes were tattered and torn, but his pair of blue eyes were shining brightly in the dark universe. He was holding a locked pistol, pressing the gun and aiming in one go, and the trajectory was incredibly accurate.
In a trance, Lin You saw the electronic wife he was controlling.
When he controlled the protagonist to shoot in "Star Wars", his silver uniform drew a beautiful arc, which looked almost the same.
Lan followed his gaze to the screen, paused slightly, and opened and closed his lips. For some reason, his eloquent tongue, which was used to speaking in an aria, was silent, and he did not speak for a long time.
Devin was originally following behind him. Seeing Lann's performance, he stamped his feet secretly, stepped forward and directly pushed their major general away.
"Third Prince." Devin approached Lin You attentively: "This is a famous battle of our major general, the 23rd District Expulsion Battle. In this battle, our army paid a heavy price and destroyed the largest black market den in the 23rd Star Region in one fell swoop. It was in this battle that the major general won the position of heir to the Colette family and was honored as Major General Iris."
Lann frowned imperceptibly.
He didn't want Lin You to stay in the exhibition hall for too long. The princes of the empire were spoiled and had hardly ever seen blood, and the scenes here were mostly bloody and violent, especially his. The second prince once vomited while visiting the exhibition hall, and he didn't want such an embarrassing incident to happen again.
But Lin You was very interested: "Black market? What do they sell?"
There is also a Zerg black market setting in the game, but this is the first time he heard of it in real life.
"Uh..." This topic was a bit sensitive. Devin wiped his sweat, but had to answer, "The main trading items are pheromone injections made illegally. You know, due to the disparity in the sex ratio, pheromone injections have always been in short supply. Uh, the black market will make some substandard injections and circulate them as regular injections to make huge profits."
Lin You: “What’s the difference?”
Although he had read the novel, it was a newspaper article that focused on how miserable the protagonist was, and the description of the interstellar background was vague. Lin You was still quite interested in it.
"Uh," Devin Khan came down. Although Lin Yougui was a prince, this information was a secret. He carefully considered his words. "There are illegal production and additions on the black market. It may be addictive. If injected, the female insects may..."
Lane interrupted, "That's enough, Devin."
There was a cold look between his eyebrows, like the frozen mountains at the border of District 23 that never melt all year round. But when he looked at Lin You, he unexpectedly changed into a loving and gentle look. "Your Highness should be tired after reading all this. Let's go eat."
After that, he extended his hand to Lin You: "Your Highness, please follow me."
At this moment, a fluorescent blue light suddenly appeared in front of Lin You, and the system reminded him in time: "You have a line."
According to the original text, when he finished touring the showroom, he should have frowned in disgust: "Blood is really a bit disgusting."
Lin You: “…”
He was reluctant.
Although the matter of the black market was not explained clearly, there was no doubt that the Third Army and Lann had paid a terrible price for it in exchange for peace on the border of the empire. But at this time, as the heir to the throne, he had to say "blood is really a bit disgusting"?
Seeing that the well-behaved host was beginning to refuse to cooperate, 66 urged: "Host, please remember the 60% completion rate."
Once the degree of completion is too low, not only may the host die, but the small world will also experience varying degrees of deviation.
Lin You paused.
Lan was still holding his hand, his attitude was polite, his eyes were full of affection - although he was pretending, the temperature of his palm was indeed scorching hot, making him reluctant to let go.
"All right."
Lin You sighed, held Lan En's hand, and said softly, "Blood is really a bit disgusting."
Lann paused, his expression remained unchanged, and he even smiled politely. He spoke in his usual chanting voice: "Really? I'm sorry, Your Highness, for giving you a bad experience. Let's move to the restaurant. The chef has prepared something for you..."
“But you guys are really amazing.”
“…”
Hypocritical social etiquette stuck in his throat, and for a moment, Lane almost thought he was hallucinating.
His voice was slightly hoarse, and before he could figure out how to respond, Lin You pointed at the curtain and exclaimed: "Lan En, you look beautiful when you shoot."
This is a genuine compliment. Lin You himself also plays shooting games. The simulation level of Star Wars is extremely high and all the actions are adjustable. In order to bring the best viewing experience to fans, Lin You has practiced even the simplest action of switching magazines countless times. But even so, the model he controlled was not as beautiful as Lane when doing the same action.
Silence, still silence.
Lane was used to dealing with hypocritical social situations. He was the eldest son of the Colette family and had always been good at socializing, but no one had taught him how to respond to such compliments.
The Third Prince stared at the curtain with burning eyes, his expression was one of pure amazement and admiration, without a trace of falsehood.
Lan En turned his head and said after a while: "...Thank you."
He even forgot that the standard social refrain was, "Thank you for the compliment."
Behind them, out of sight, Devin looked suspicious.
——Isn’t it said that the Third Prince is arrogant and difficult to deal with?
——Isn’t it said that after the initial bid, pheromones are given sparingly?
——Didn’t you say you came to the Third Legion to cause trouble?
The interview is halfway through, where is the pause? Where is the pause?
Throwing away the rose and taking the iris, he disliked the blood and praised the beauty? But wasn't Lan En on the screen covered in blood? The Third Prince stared at her for so long, was he disgusted or did he think she was beautiful?
And in Lin You’s mind, the system was about to die.
"Ahhhhhh host, what are you doing!"
“There is no such line aa ...
Lin You didn't care: "Novels don't record every line. Everyone says so many words every day. In the novel, only those related to the development of the plot will be written down. Then I can expand it reasonably. Is it feasible?"
66: “…Yes.”
Lin You: "And he said a lot of necessary lines, so the rating should be quite high."
66: “…”
It makes sense, but I always feel like something is wrong.
Lin You said politely: "And you know I'm a host, sometimes I speak fast, this is also a professional habit."
The anchor needs to communicate with fans and cannot be dull. He needs to thank the boss while playing the game and introduce the game situation. Lin You is already considered a quiet person, but he still often says whatever he thinks.
As they were talking, they had already reached the military cafeteria.
Next, Lin You needs to taste the military cafeteria and have friendly exchanges with the senior officials of the Third Army.
Every time the prince visited, dining was a troublesome process. The military canteen could not be as exquisite as that of the royal family, and the dishes were far inferior in terms of taste and quality. Even at this time, the eldest prince and the second prince could not help but show displeasure.
Everyone sat down around the round table, and Lan En introduced Lin You one by one.
"This is Major General Slit, this is Major General Greer..."
Although the prince was visiting, it was impossible for all members of the Third Army to come out to play house with him. Many senior officials did not show up just now, but they came to the meal this time. In addition to Lann, there were several other major generals. Some of them were close to Lann, while some were not, such as the first two, Slit and Greer, who belonged to other forces.
Everyone's eyes scanned Lan En and Lin You's faces, guessing the Third Prince's attitude.
If the Third Prince's attitude is friendly, it proves that Lann has a chance to be pardoned, and they will still recognize this leader. But if the Third Prince's attitude is not good, then a bloody struggle for power is inevitable.
The first half went too smoothly, and Lin You never made any trouble. However, Lan En was so nervous that he didn't dare to relax. If something unexpected happened during the meal, all the previous efforts would be wasted.
He stood beside Lin You and said in a gentle voice, "I hope I can have the honor of serving you food."
Lin You nodded: "Of course."
The novel does not focus much on the dining scene, with only one plot where Lan En failed to understand Lin You's preferences when serving the dishes, and Lin You raised his hand to knock his chopsticks away.
But in fact, Lin Youzhen didn't know that the dish was taboo, and it was not mentioned in the novel. He was very easy to feed, and could survive on instant noodles for a few days when there was no food. He ate whatever Lan En picked up, and when they were almost done eating, Lin You raised his chopsticks and slapped Lan En's hand away.
Lin You's eyes were cold: "Don't give me any, I don't want to eat it"
The chopsticks hit the plate with a clang and then fell to the ground. Sritgrier raised his eyes at the same time, and the whole table held its breath.
Here we come!
Lan En paused, but the situation was much better than he had imagined. He was stunned for only a moment, then stood up with a smile. Just as he was about to apologize, he saw Lin You slowly took out a napkin and gently wiped his hands.
He looked up at Lan, and said in a light tone without any anger: "I'm full, just serve yourself, no need to serve me."
He nonchalantly leaned back in his chair, pointed at the plate, and ordered, "Eat."
Lan En paused for a moment, then said, "Then I will respectfully obey your command."
He glanced vaguely at Slit and Greer opposite him, and indeed saw their slightly disappointed expressions.
The visit was almost over at this point. Lin You, a semi-socially phobic person, had been pretending to be outgoing and socializing for a whole day, and his battery was running out. Several other senior executives also left one after another. Lan En stood up and helped Lin You pull out the chair: "Your Highness, I'll take you out."
The prince's starship was still parked at the gate of the Third Legion.
Lin You yawned and returned to the starship accompanied by the old butler. The hundreds of meters long ship ignited and started, dragging fluorescent blue fireworks in the void. After a few take-offs and landings, it completely disappeared into the sky.
Devin stood behind him with his arms folded. "Are you still making pheromone imitations? You've been together for so long, have you given me enough pheromones?"
Lann lowered his eyes and took off his leather gloves, throwing them into Devin's arms: "Do it, take this for matching analysis as well."
The gloves come into direct contact with the male insect's skin and become covered with pheromones.
He looked into the distance in the direction where the starship disappeared: "To this day, the Third Prince has not promised to marry me."
The execution date is just around the corner, and if we can't get a pardon, everything will be in vain.
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