Whistle Xiangzhi is Born Wrong [Interstellar]

Oswald has no skills at all in kissing. After all, he is used to being indifferent, and the kiss is quite satisfactory.

In short, the admiral watched and shook his head again and again, thinking that the two spirit bodies playing around next to him were more interesting to watch.

After watching the young man's performance for a while, the general patted Oswald on the shoulder earnestly: "I have to practice more, I don't have any skills and tricks, this competitiveness is not good, don't think that if you are bound I will never abandon you."

Caesar, who had just recovered and heard such a sentence, watched helplessly as the general opened his personal terminal and dug through several documents.

- "How to please your partner with a kiss"

—— "Perfect Sentinel Collection"

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Admiral: "Very useful, that's how I caught up with my wife back then."

After the admiral finished speaking, he passed the information to Oswald in a close-range point-to-point manner.

Caesar: "..."

After the three of them rested, the people waiting outside the warehouse obviously felt that it was almost time.

The closed warehouse door was reopened, the admiral made a gesture, the three stopped talking, and the griffin and white tiger temporarily hid themselves in the void.They listened to the voices and debated their positions, and when the footsteps of the other party were getting closer, they spread out silently under the cover of the dim light and the freezer, forming an outflanking trend.

At the moment when the visitor was attracted by the abnormality of the experimental subject, three beams of particle cannons struck from different directions without warning. Several guards of the other party were unable to react in time, and were pierced through the chest without a word.

Blood splashed everywhere, spraying the stunned assistants and guards all over the head and face.

This time they were caught off guard, and when they realized something was wrong, they drew out their weapons in a hurry, but in a hurry, they couldn't match up to the well-trained alliance fighters. Without those experimental subjects, they were no threat at all. A dozen or so guards In the blink of an eye, it was cleaned up neatly.

The assistant was left alone and fled in terror.

He didn't even see what the enemy looked like, but saw the people next to him fall down one after another. He was so frightened that he wanted to escape.

"what--"

It's a pity that he had only run a few steps before he was knocked to the ground by a giant claw that fell from the sky.

The griffin who turned out from the sky neighed ferociously in his ear, and the assistant was so shocked that he rolled his eyes and passed out completely.

The three stepped forward to turn the man out from under the claws of the griffin. The admiral touched his chin and thought for a while, then asked Caesar, "How are you learning about spiritual hints?"

"..." Caesar felt quite guilty when he asked this question. He was mentally weak before, and his attribute rating was too low. Skills, he still remembers that the pink butcher live broadcasted the kidnapping, and the little guide girl Carol from the Interstellar Academy rushed the ducks to the shelves to inquire about the news through mental hints.

The old man knew what was going on when he saw him like that, he picked up his assistant and pushed him in front of Caesar: "Then don't miss this opportunity to practice, try with this person, I need to know about the Eternal Coast itself The status of the spaceship reserve."

Caesar was taken aback: "Spaceship reserve?"

"That's right." The admiral nodded, "We dealt with two batches of experimental subjects at once, and the commotion was a bit loud. After the people on the Eternal Coast reacted, it's hard to guarantee that they wouldn't do anything to the other experimental subjects here, Ling Guang. It is not suitable for everyone on the ship to stay here. It will take time for the military to send someone over to clean it up, and it would be best to take the freezer away when we leave, but this will require a medium-sized transport spaceship.”

They originally wanted to leave quickly and contact the people in the military department as soon as they could restore communication, but it might not be appropriate now.

Caesar and Oswald looked at the assistant with a pale face and closed eyes: "But this person probably doesn't have enough authority, even if he knows where the spaceship is..."

Before the word "use" came out, Caesar had a thought, and turned his head to look at the general in surprise. This assistant obviously did not have authority, but he had heard the communication conversation of this person just now. Although he didn't know who the communication partner was, he never From the order to wake up the experimental subject, it can be seen that the other party's status should not be low. If he can control that person, this matter may be easier to handle.

Caesar understood what the admiral meant, but the problem was... the spirit hinted that his eyes were indeed darkened.

He looked at the man with some pity, thinking that as long as he didn't drive him crazy, he would be fine.

So he asked Oswald to hold the man's head, and then woke him up himself, deciding to give it a try.

The assistant was dazed for a moment after opening his eyes, and struggled for a while after seeing Caesar's face clearly, but when he moved his body, he found that his head had been held back, and he could only look straight ahead.

His face suddenly changed, and his words trembled: "...This, this gentleman, you, you, you..."

However, shaking after shaking, Oswald didn't give him a chance to move his head at all, so his body shook into sieves, but his head was forced to face the front.

Caesar recalled the knowledge points of the spiritual hints he had seen before, spread out the spiritual net to cover the other party, and then moved forward and eye to eye, and started his own long road of experimentation.

The first time I tried, there was a deviation between theory and practice. I didn't hint it for a long time, and I almost fell asleep when I was hinted.

The second attempt temporarily controlled it, but the indoctrination of mental power failed to grasp the scale, and almost made the person into a dementia.

Caesar became more frustrated and courageous, and after a few times of half-failure and half-success, he finally controlled him, barely hinting at success before the other party lost his mind.

But as long as it can be used, Nishizawa let out a long breath, followed the general's instructions, asked the other party to start instant video communication, and hid himself and the general.

Tudov, the owner of the Eternal Coast, was waiting impatiently when the terminal rang at the right time, and a video communication request popped up.

After the light curtain came on, the assistant's pale face appeared on the screen.

"...Sir, the intruder has been dealt with, but something is wrong with the experimental subject."

"What's wrong." Hearing that Caesar and the others had been dealt with, Tudov was not surprised and spoke lazily.

If he pays more attention to look at the assistant at this time, he will find that this person's eyes are dull and his lips are trembling. On the converted screen—a bunch of experimental subjects lay scattered in front of the laboratory door, which was very different from the tall and bulging image in his impression. The lower skeleton and skin seemed to have been drained of all energy.

Assistant: "Look at these experimental subjects, they suddenly became like this just now, and...and they are out of breath."

Tudov was shocked, and there was a trace of tension in his dignified expression that did not match his identity: "What's going on?"

Things went smoother than expected. The abnormality of the experimental body seemed to make the owner of the Eternal Coast very nervous. After the assistant told him what had happened, he hurried over without even needing to guide him.

After a while, there was another sound of walking outside the warehouse.

"Where is Dawkins, is he dead? Damn, did he do something secretly..."

But before the anxious Mr. Tudov could finish expressing his anger, he was caught by Oswald who was ambushing him.

This movement was extremely fast, and the guards on both sides felt that their boss had fallen into the opponent's hands in a blink of an eye.

"Don't move. If you move again, he will die." The general put the muzzle of the gun on Tudov's forehead.

The two sides were at each other's throats.

"What... do you want?" Tudov managed to maintain his composure while Oswald pinched his neck, "I have something to say, as long as I can satisfy you, I will do my best."

The admiral looked at him and smiled slightly: "Great, we don't have any request, we just want to borrow a spaceship from you."

"Spaceship?" The other party was a little surprised by such a request, "It's easy to handle. I have a lot of spaceships here. What do you want?"

Tudov was obviously relieved when he said this, and obviously felt that the loss of a spaceship was not a big deal.

Unexpectedly, the admiral smiled deeper next time, but the words he said changed his complexion.

"The spaceship is preferably a medium-sized transport spaceship. I will take away your warehouse and the experimental subjects in the freezer."

"You..." Tudov glanced at the three present with vigilant eyes, "Who are you?"

Up until now he had thought they were wearing simulation masks.

The admiral walked up to him, looked at Tudov carefully for a moment, his smile remained unchanged but a little more serious: "What do you think?"

Tudov stared blankly at the other person's face for a few seconds, then seemed to realize something, opened his eyes suddenly, and said with indescribable surprise when he spoke again: "You... masks..."

He stared blankly at Caesar, who raised his eyebrows, shrugged his shoulders, and pulled his face, his expression changed vividly and naturally.

"Re-Really Caesar?" Tudov was completely stunned, and after a while he turned to look at Oswald, "Then you... are the real Oswald too?"

His face was a little gray, and he looked at the general again with difficulty: "Then you, you..."

The admiral stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at him: "It seems that you recognized him."

The old man was so famous back then that it was almost frightening to hear, and no one inside or outside the league didn't recognize him.

But Tudov was dumb for a long time, and finally blushed, with a look that was completely out of place: "...you are?"

Admiral: "..."

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