Xiao Xiangzhi, you people on earth really know how to play

Genn drifted up and down in his grotesque dreams, sometimes dreaming of the days surrounded by thousands of people on the earth, sometimes dreaming of what happened after escaping to the garbage star, and dreaming of the moment when he reached the top of the first area step by step ...

Giggle...

The clear laughter of the child lingered in my ears, and the miniature version of Qiao Rui ran over with her bare feet, stretched out her hand and shouted, "Brother...Brother..."

A black mist stretched out towards Jory like a ghost's claws.

Do not!

stop!let him go!

In the black mist, there are still many familiar faces sleeping with their eyes closed... Dad, Mom, Owen, Scott... more and more... more and more...

Let them go... let them go!

Finally, the mist pointed at Gunn, and the devil's minions attacked!

go away!

"what!"

Accompanied by a cry of pain, Genn woke up sweating profusely, and in the violent mental fluctuations, all the mental tentacles were ejected.

"what's wrong?"

The door was quickly opened, and a soldier wearing the uniform of the Guards came in, helped the person who fell on the ground, and was about to curse a few words, when he looked up.

"You goddamn..."

He couldn't help swallowing his saliva, this... there are too many tentacles of thinking, at least with three-tier strength, it is more than enough to drive a king-level mecha...

Genn came back to his senses, distinguished between reality and dream, withdrew his mental tactile thread, and said apologetically, "Sorry, I didn't mean it, what did you just say?"

The soldier's face froze: "Eh? I, I said you are a ****...you are really talented! Hahaha..." After taking a breath, he picked up the clean clothes that fell on the ground and handed them to Genn, saying: "Here , from now on, it will be a battalion, since you wake up, you can pack up and eat, and if you go late, there will be nothing in the cafeteria."

Genn took the clothes suspiciously, and shook them off. It was a unique uniform of the Guards. His heart beat suddenly, and he asked cautiously, "What do you mean?"

"As General Morris means, let you join our guard battalion." The soldier scratched his head, "You are really good, we have all heard that hundreds of people were killed in the wheel battle, this year the general will choose an adjutant, Grasp it! I am optimistic about you!"

"adjutant?"

"Hmm! In fact, it's time for the election. It has been delayed until now. There are rumors that the general is going to be promoted to marshal. Hush..." The soldier regretted a little after he finished speaking, "Don't say I said it."

"Hmm." Genn didn't have much interest in these gossips, although he wondered how such news could be spread, he just hummed.

The soldier muttered, "Looking at how well-developed your tentacles are, you can drive a king-level mech without any problem. No wonder the general made an exception to admit you..."

Genn knew that he had just revealed his secrets as soon as he heard it, and he warned: "I don't want more people to know."

"I understand, I understand." The soldier winked and nodded: "It must be the general's intention to let you hide your strength! Don't worry, I'm very tight-lipped."

"..." Who told the gossip about the general just now?

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With a pair of straight and slender legs crossed, Morris leaned his head back against the back of the chair and closed his eyes to rest his mind. His index finger and middle finger tapped rhythmically on the armrest, making a crisp "da da" sound, especially scratching his ears in the quiet room.

The door was knocked lightly twice, and the attendant said, "General, arrangements have been made."

"Ah."

A hmm, as if humming from the throat, indescribably comfortable and lazy.

The attendant voluntarily resigned.

After the door was closed, Morris opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

"First! First! First!"

Overwhelming cheers resounded through the fighting arena in District 20. The man was holding the trophy, panting heavily, and walked towards him step by step.

"General, there are targets found in area A3."

The subordinate's report came from his ear, and he found the target who had been chasing for a long time.

But he didn't realize it, all he could see were those shining brown eyes, this person had plans for him.

Morris has seen too many people who have plans for him, and he can see it from his eyes.

And this person was the first one to be so obvious and undisguised, as if he wanted to let him know and swear to him.

Genn had already walked to the front step by step. Behind him was the remnant area where the enemy had fallen. His face was full of blood, and he just held the trophy and handed it to him.

"Give you."

The two were about the same height, and their eyes were on the same level. Morris rarely restrained his arrogance, and looked at him squarely.

This man is not as weak as he showed. Yes, the number one in the 20th district is just a weak chicken in his eyes. This man is definitely more than the strength of the 20th district. At least he feels the same threat from him.

Genn looked back at his reviewing eyes without fear, holding the trophy firmly in the air with one hand.

Morris was slightly stunned, and reached out his hand to take it like a ghost.

A little heavy, he thought, like this man.

Like a deep and mysterious magnet, but also like a very attractive vortex in the starry sky.

"General? Target found in area A4, general?"

The subordinate's report came to his ears again, he came back to his senses, put away the inexplicably affected emotions, and walked out with a blank expression.

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buckle -

"General."

The knock on the door, accompanied by the servant's call, withdrew him from his thoughts.

Morris asked lazily, "What's the matter?"

"Received the notice that the joint military training will be held in Sagittarius in 10 days."

Morris lowered his head and leaned on his hand, waiting for a long time without answering.

The attendant then asked, "Is the list of participants the same as last year?"

After what seemed like a century, the attendant hesitated whether to ask again emphatically, and was worried that the general would be angry with the questioning, so Morris finally spoke.

"Add him."

The attendant was startled: "Who?"

Morris opened his gray-blue eyes, glanced at him emotionlessly, and said, "Gen."

"Yes!"

After speaking, the attendant left.

Morris stood up and stretched, turning his neck and stretching.

Turning his head to see the trophy on the cabinet, the mysteriousness of Genn made him want to get closer and understand, but the strong aura made people afraid, and when he helped him block the poisonous silver snake, he felt that he was Harmless, what a complex human being.

"Heh..." Morris chuckled, and a gleam of light appeared on his cold face.

"Joint training, let me see your true strength."

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