Interstellar Empire, Your Highness, please don’t get sick.

Looking at the kitten lying on the sofa, Guan You asked: "Can you sell this to me?"

"Okay, I'll give you a discount." Yan Zhao said cheerfully, "The school lets us use materials for homework for free, and I'll just charge you a technical fee."

Guan You quickly transferred the money to Yan Zhao, then returned to his bedroom with the kitten and the power supply Yan Zhao took out.

After taking a shower, he fell on the bed exhausted, still thinking about the results of Industry 2's inspection, and there were a lot of problems waiting for him to deal with.

Turning his head to see the kitten sleeping on the pillow, Guan You reached out and touched it. The fur was soft and his body felt slightly warm.

Yan Zhao uses bionic materials.

"Why are you called Xiaomei?"

"This is the name originally set by my maker. As my master, you can name me."

Guan You lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then said softly: "Let's call you Yan Zhao's cat."

The AI ​​completely obeyed the command and happily said to itself: "Okay, master, I am Yan Zhao's cat. From now on, if you call him Yan Zhao's cat, I will definitely come over immediately."

It wasn't until a month later, when Yan Zhao returned home from completing the closed project of the component matrix, that he realized that his name was Xiaomiao, but the robot cat ignored him.

"Did Guan You give you a new name?" he asked.

Song Tingxi, who was upstairs, heard him coming back and pulled a luggage levitation ball downstairs.

"Zhaozhao, are you done?"

The cat also proudly replied at this time: "Of course, my current name is Yan Zhao."

Yan Zhao was stunned, and for the first time he showed a blank expression on the AI ​​he had made.

"Your name is Yan Zhao's cat? But I have already sold you to Guan You."

"My name is Yan Zhao's cat. This is the name given to me by the owner." The cat was a little unhappy at Yan Zhao's doubts and licked its paws heavily.

Yan Zhao thought to himself that Guan You really respected the intellectual property rights of inventors.

Seeing that Song Tingxi was carrying luggage and her expression was quite complicated, he asked, "Are you going on a business trip too?"

Song Tingxi shook her head and said, "No, I'm going to travel to Edge 2 Star with you."

"There's nothing touristy there..." Yan Zhao didn't realize Song Tingxi's intention at first. It wasn't until he noticed that he was looking at him firmly that he thought of Yan Wan's reminder.

He put aside the bag containing toiletries during the project and looked directly at Song Tingxi seriously.

"My sister told me something, Song Tingxi. If I ask the wrong question, it would be a bit rude, but I still want to ask."

Song Tingxi had already anticipated what he was going to say next, smiled slightly, and said, "If what your sister said is that I have a crush on you... then that's right, it's true."

Unlike Guan You's quiet and noble temperament, Song Tingxi's noble temperament can be easily seen in his appearance. He always wears exquisite high-end clothes and is so casual and unconcerned when talking to people other than his friends.

It's really strange for someone like him to fall in love with someone.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Yan Zhao finally felt a little pressure. He said: "We are roommates. We shouldn't have a relationship yet, right? I don't know what it feels like to like someone. For my sister, master and Shao Jie, I just love my family."

"Roommate..." Song Tingxi let go of the floating ball containing the luggage and let it float away.

He frowned and asked anxiously: "Is it because of the things I did before that you don't talk about feelings with me? You forgave me because..."

"It's because I don't care about these things." Yan Zhao quickly answered, "You'd better not like me anymore. If you like me, you won't be happy. There are too few things that I care about."

Song Tingxi slowly approached him, lowered her head, and couldn't help but hold his shoulders, but she only dared to hold his shoulders.

"Don't you like things from the ancient earth very much? Haven't you heard of a saying? You are not a fish, and you know the joy of fish."

Of course Yan Zhao knew that his master was a highly accomplished writer. Master said that the philosophy of ancient people was very powerful, much more powerful than that of interstellar people.

Yan Zhao also believes in this and believes that the extraordinary spiritual realm can help his master and himself create better mechas.

He could not refute the theory of "Zi Fei Yu", he could only emphasize: "Intimate relationships are troublesome and I don't want them."

Song Tingxi raised the corner of his mouth, obviously wanting to smile, but he looked a little miserable like this.

"Zhaozhao, you just said that I don't want to like you. But this is what I want. Don't say such things. Even if I can't get you for the rest of my life, I will bear it. So, you can't deprive me of liking you. power."

Yan Zhao shook his head, the calm expression on his face was almost cruel.

He looked directly at Song Tingxi and said: "I don't understand what's the point of insisting on this kind of thing. I really can't force you to do anything. As long as it doesn't cause trouble to my life."

Those eyes, crystal clear, made Song Tingxi speechless for a moment.

boom--

The specially reinforced door was violently broken open. Song Tingxi immediately pulled Yan Zhao behind him, annoyed that he was so focused on watching that he didn't pay attention to what was going on outside.

Yan Zhao saw Song Tingxi's bracelet light up, and a bunch of parts flew out of the rarely used mecha manufacturing room, automatically covering his arm.

Without hesitation, he raised his hand and fired a laser cannon.

This gave Yan Zhao inspiration. He left Song Tingxi's back and ran towards the manufacturing room.

The person who came in was wearing a galaxy blue uniform of the first army of the Galaxy Army. He was well-trained in dodging and quickly approached Song Tingxi.

When Yan Zhao came out with a makeshift blaster, Song Tingxi was surrounded by four people and they were beaten fiercely.

Regardless of whether it was a real galaxy army or not, the act of breaking into a civilian house was too questionable.

Yan Zhao raised his gun and fired without hesitation, hitting one of the attackers with one shot. The bullet fired from the gun split into dozens of shrapnel, instantly hitting various parts of the man's body, causing him to fall to the ground in pain.

Yan Zhao's prowess in assembling and using weapons exceeded their imagination. Someone yelled, "Be careful with his gun."

Suddenly, an arrogant female voice came from the door.