Interstellar Peak Glory

Sikong Xiao rolled his eyes.

Gu Yuan resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and said, "Your Highness, Concubine Tong can only rely on himself in the future, and we can help make up for it for the time being. Do you want to solve the food problem first?"

Sikong Xiao shrugged his shoulders and said: "The food problem is difficult to say, and simple to say. No matter what you do in winter, you can't get wheat and rice. You can only follow the traditional method and go hunting in the beast forest. The difference is that our soldiers are used to defend our home and country, and hunting is like a joke."

In the entire No.11 area, the land area for planting is scarce, and most people rely on hunting for their livelihood. They should have completed the hunting and hoarding tasks of the year before winter, but because of the sudden frenzy of fierce beasts in the beast forest, the danger level Extremely high ferocious beasts ran out from the depths of the forest, and as a result, few people dared to hunt. Therefore, this winter is destined to be difficult for many civilians.

Since Mo Jiahua became the king of District No.11, he naturally didn't want to see the scene where ordinary people struggled to survive.

Mo Jiahua said: "I can help for a while, but I can't help forever. The problem that the king is worried about is not that the hunting will fail, but how the food we hunt will be distributed to the common people, how much each person will share, who is qualified To divide, these are huge projects, if not done well, the losses outweigh the gains.”

Hearing this, Sikong Xiao thought for a while, then raised his hands in surrender, saying: "I'm a soldier, and these administrative officials only know about it, I have no experience at all, don't look for me, it's a headache .”

"What about you?"

"I'm not good at it either. There is specialization in surgery, which is not my field." Gu Yuan was also quite worried. Before that, he had always been a legion commander, and he only needed to worry about the self-sufficiency of the army, while District No.11 The population is too much.

Gu Yuan looked at Mo Jiahua, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and said, "Your Highness, can't you just find someone who is good at it?"

Megahua paused, and said, "You mean, Feng Weiran?"

Si Kongxiao slapped his hands and said: "That's right, Feng Weiran, since he came to our place, he eats, drinks, sleeps, doesn't do anything, and is raised by His Highness in a place with beautiful mountains and rivers. If I didn't know how dedicated His Highness is to Concubine Tong, I would have thought that Feng Weiran was actually your little lover."

Mo Jiahua glanced at him lightly, and said to Gu Yuan: "Feng Weiran will leave it to you to do ideological work."

Gu Yuan nodded and said, "Okay."

As soon as Gu Yuan finished speaking, his terminal beeped beeping. After a glance, Gu Yuan showed a malicious smile. Something bad is going to happen.

"Dr. Qiao sent me a message that he is going to explode." Gu Yuan curled up his lips and said, "His Highness's new lover is making a big fuss at his place. Qiao Ran said that if His Highness doesn't come over, he will Hitting people."

Sikong Xiao was also happy, and said: "This Li Shaoai is quite capable of causing trouble, but it's true, hidden superhumans are very concerned about their own faces, and suddenly there are three cuts on his face. Get mad."

Mo Jiahua stood up, straightened his collar, and said, "My king, go and have a look."

Going downstairs, before Mo Jiahua reached the door of the treatment room, he heard Li Shaoai's sharp cry from inside—"I tell you, if you dare to let me leave a little scar on my face, I will I will never let you go!"

"Calm down first, we are already trying our best to treat you."

"You'd better do your best, or I'll paint your face too!"

Qiao Ran's voice resounded: "Those who dare to threaten me? You are a patient who can't be cured by yourself. You should hire another expert. Besides, I'm not a plastic surgeon. It's useless for you to pester me here."

As soon as Li Shaoai opened his mouth, Mo Jiahua walked in.

"What are you arguing about?" Mo Jiahua walked up to Li Shaoai, glanced at his face, frowned and said, "Why is it so serious?"

I saw the three wounds on Li Shaoai's face, although they were no longer bleeding, but the wounds were deep, the skin was turned outwards, purple and black, it looked extremely horrifying.

When Li Shaoai saw Mo Jiahua, he subconsciously wanted to cover his face. His eyes were filled with tears instantly, and he choked up and said, "Your Highness, they are not willing to treat me with good medicine at all. It's all because of that Lin Feitong." , He is simply a bitch and a poisonous woman, and he poisoned me!" Mo Jiahua frowned slightly—on the one hand, it was because Li Shaoai dared to scold Ling Feitong, which made him feel very uncomfortable; on the other hand, It was also because he felt that poisoning was not Ling Feitong's style.

It's not that Ling Feitong can't poison, but Ling Feitong probably doesn't bother to poison someone like Li Shaoai.

Mo Jiahua looked at Qiao Ran who was sitting on a chair watching the excitement.

Qiao Ran stood up, and said in a cool tone: "I don't know what happened, his face is indeed poisonous, I'm not that capable, let this poisoned face return to its original shape .”

Li Shaoai was about to get mad again, Mo Jiahua spoke first: "Give him a full body checkup, blood sample analysis."

Qiao Ran gave the assistant a look, and the young assistant next to him said to Li Shaoai: "Li Shao, follow me to draw some blood."

Under Mo Jiahua's gaze, Li Shaoai followed the little assistant step by step towards the examination room next to him.

Qiao Ran showed an irritable expression, glanced at Mo Jiahua, and said, "Your Highness, your vision is getting more and more strange. When will you still fall in love with such a person who has no city and no eyes?"

Mo Jiahua said calmly: "There is no way, this king just likes it. I am tired of eating big fish and meat, so I have to change it to porridge and side dishes."

Qiao Ran and Mo Jiahua looked at each other for a moment, then smiled.

Qiao Ran lowered his voice and said, "Is there anything unusual about your Highness recently, do you want to have a physical examination?"

Mo Jiahua raised his eyebrows and said, "That big mouth of Gu Yuan, what did he tell you?"

Qiao Ran sighed and said, "I'm your personal doctor. If he knows anything about your physical condition, he must tell me without reservation. So how do you feel?"

Mo Jiahua said calmly: "I don't feel anything. This king reckons that Mo Ganan hasn't woken up yet. Even if he wakes up, it will take three to five years to return to normal. With this time, it is enough for this king to kill him." died."

Qiao Ran twitched the corner of his mouth, and said expressionlessly, "Whether you want to kill him or not is up to you, but as a doctor, I have to make sure of your physical condition, so your Highness, you should take the time to have a checkup."

"It's okay." Mo Jiahua thought for a while, and he really felt that he had to pay attention to his physical condition, so he said, "Let's talk about it when Tongtong comes back, maybe a month or two at most."

Although Qiao Ran wanted to drag Mo Jiahua to lie down in the examination room, he also knew that it would take at least two days to lie down, and Mo Jiahua had neither the thought nor the time -- two months, He can afford to wait.

When Mo Jiahua reprimanded Yin Changhong, he didn't deliberately close the door to save Yin Changhong's face, so many soldiers who came and went in the military hospital saw some clips.

When they got together to piece these pieces together, they suddenly realized that they had heard that the face of Prince Mo Jiahua's new favorite was scratched, and Yin Changhong, as a casual bodyguard, must be to blame.

Mo Jiahua's behavior, on the one hand, is to punish Yin Changhong, on the other hand, it may not have sounded the alarm to others, showing the meaning of Li Shaoai's important position in his mind.

Combined with the leak of military secrets that has caused a lot of turmoil recently, it seems that Lin Feitong, who was once favored by Mo Jiahua, has indeed completely fallen out of favor and has become a real past tense.

In comparison, this young man who was rescued from the dead by His Highness can be said to have reached the sky in one step.

It has been the fourth day since Ling Feitong came to Uslit's barracks. Since Jilun brought him here, he has not seen even a high-level figure of the Freedom Army for the rest of the time.

If those people hadn't offered him food and drink, he might have thought he was a prisoner under house arrest.

Ling Feitong observed the base camp of the Free Army. To be honest, he was not sure if it was the main camp, but judging from what he could observe in the past few days, the Free Army could become the current one in just a few years. Look, they do have a set of operating methods.

Ling Feitong saw the unbelievably strict military rules and disciplines, as well as many high-tech and cutting-edge weapons—however, what made Ling Feitong most curious was the Uslit mecha that these soldiers said.

-The true king's mecha can go up to the sky and down to the ground, it's very powerful.

- Being able to transform into a metal Zerg shape is amazing!

- You mean combat power?Anyway, never lost.

- And it's still at the level of a Terminator. As long as his mecha appears, he can definitely kill the opponent's army in seconds.

-Fakalon? What the hell is Dalton? His White Banner Army was almost done by our real king 800 years ago. I didn’t see him seeing our real king now, and he always took a detour ?

-Oh, you said that the prince from the imperial capital, he is not good, he is young and vigorous, and he is only fighting against our real king. To tell you the truth, if this winter can't pass, the real king will definitely find a way to get rid of that guy Down.

Ling Feitong sat on the bay window, with one foot on the table, and looked out with his chin propped on his arm.

Although he can't be sure whether this place is the main camp for the time being, he is absolutely sure that this is not Youslet's lair.

Zerg's favorite place is nothing more than dark and damp caves, but here it is too bright and dry, with a lot of direct sunlight.

No one came to look for Ling Feitong, Ling Feitong was not in a hurry, he was lying comfortably on the bay window basking in the sun, and his life was very nourishing.

However, it is obvious that Ji Lun tried his best to get him here, not to let him live this kind of stable and comfortable rice bug life.

Just after halfway through the morning, someone knocked on Ling Feitong's door.

Ling Feitong opened the door, and saw a face he had seen in the secret document before—Wan Zesi, the most powerful general under Ji Lun.

Wan Zesi narrowed his eyes and looked at Ling Feitong, as if he wanted to check him inside and out.

Ling Feitong leaned against the door, his movements were quite lax and lazy, and said: "What are you looking at, have you never seen a beautiful one?"

Wan Zesi's expression immediately became a little weird. He probably had never seen such a brazen person in his life. It took several seconds before he said, "Are you seducing me?"

Ling Feitong: "..."

Ling Feitong wanted to admit defeat a little bit.

"No." The corners of his mouth twitched, and he said to Wan Zesi, "Don't get me wrong, I don't like to seduce people."

"Oh." Wan Zesi curled his lower lip, smiled flirtatiously, and said, "I thought that the person who can hook Mo Jiahua must be someone who can do something."

Ling Feitong felt that Wan Zesi had misunderstood Mo Jiahua, but he didn't need to explain anything to the other party.

Ling Feitong rolled his eyes silently in his heart, and said, "Who are you?"

Wan Zesi stared at him sharply and said, "I don't believe you don't know who I am."

"I really don't know." Ling Feitong said very calmly: "If I knew, why would I still ask you who you are, why waste my saliva?"

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