Dwarf In The Future

After a brief rest, the warship finally set sail in the dark, left this remote frontier mine star, and flew towards the bustling planet at the center of human civilization.

When Chu Rong opened the door and entered, Ren Moze was sitting at the table fiddling with some small toy-like parts. Seeing him coming, the old man only nodded his head as a greeting, and continued to fiddle with the parts with his head down.

"Georgia has no mental power." Chu Rong sat down opposite the old man, and said straight to the point: "You shouldn't give him false hopes, that's too cruel."

Ren Mo stopped his hand for assembling the parts, looked up at him, and raised his brows slightly together: "He doesn't have mental power? Has he never had it?"

"No, there was once, it disappeared after being injured, maybe it will recover in the future, maybe it won't." Seeing him asking this, Chu Rong softened his tone and continued: " He has an S-level physical qualification, and mecha warrior is the most suitable path for him. Mecha manufacturing can be a hobby, but it cannot become something he relies on for a living."

He can see Georgia's love for mechanical manufacturing, but in the face of a reliable future and cruel reality, the hobby can only be abandoned with regret.

"That means there is still a possibility of recovery." Ren Moze did not give up the sudden realization as he wished, and then regretted the reaction of giving up. He just nodded lightly to express his understanding, then lowered his head and continued to assemble the parts, saying: "But he likes it." Mecha manufacturing, it doesn’t matter if you don’t have mental power, he can lay the foundation first, and it will be good if he recovers his mental power later, if he can’t recover, he will try to find a path suitable for learning mecha manufacturing without mental power, and I will help him, Genius should not be snuffed out by survival."

"Old Ren." Chu Rong frowned in disapproval, his expression became cold again, and he tapped his fingers on the table irritably: "For him, it's not a dream, but a castle in the air. He thought about flying before he took the first step. Unrealistic, he doesn't deserve to be a victim of your pursuit of a new path."

"Then what do you think?" Ren Mo raised his eyes to look at him, and asked sharply: "The batch of mecha fighters you trained are also the victims of your pursuit of manually driving mechas? The love of fighting and trust in you have blocked everything for you, and accompanied you to pursue a hope that is still very slim at present. So, do you think it is meaningless or even a sacrifice for them to do so? They pinned on you Is the dream in your body a castle in the air?"

"That's different." Chu Rong's tone dropped, which was a sign of his anger.

Georgia's understanding of the world is blank, and her thinking is too easily influenced by others. It is completely different from those who firmly know what they want, so how can they be compared together.

"Why is it different? After you lose your mental power, you can try to find the possibility of purely manual driving because you don't want to give up driving the mech, and then you want to use this to change the current deformed social environment that respects mental power. , then why can’t Georgia, after losing her mental power, try to find the possibility of manufacturing mechas without mental power because she loves mecha manufacturing, and then use this to change the mecha manufacturing industry that is more distorted than mecha driving situation?"

Because he is still too weak to be such a pioneer and pioneer, it is too hard, and he should not be burdened with these things before he has a thorough understanding of the world!

Chu Rong was almost about to refute, but Georgia's confident and happy look when he said that he would make mechas for him suddenly flashed in his mind, and he swallowed the words with a dark face.

For a child who has nothing, his dream may be the most precious thing he has now, and it should not be snuffed out by other people's indifference with any high-sounding reason.

"So it's all the same." Seeing that he listened to his own words, Ren Mo lowered his head and started tossing the parts again. His tone suddenly changed, and he said slightly jokingly: "Marshal, you are like a person who is too worried about your own children now." Parents, unwilling to let their children take a different and difficult road, want to pave the way for him and prepare everything for him, and firmly protect him under his wings."

Chu Rong's face darkened when he heard this, and he began to knock on the table again, and replied: "I can't give birth to a child as old as Georgia."

"Yes, you don't even have a girlfriend." Ren Mo taunted him mercilessly, held out the finished parts in front of him, gestured, and said, "Look."

Chu Rong regretted countless times that he found such a difficult old man to come back to make things difficult for him!

He glanced at the strange little part, pinched it in distaste, glanced at it twice, and asked casually, "Is this a new weapon slot design? How much weapon fusion can be improved?"

"Increase by 10%." Ren Moze replied casually, and took out a small mechanical doll to play with.

Hearing this, Chu Rong became serious, looked at this small part carefully again, and confirmed: "Is it an increase of 10% from the original?"

Ren Mo nodded, showed him the results of the test done in the morning, clicked on a certain data, and said: "Look here, but 10% is just a theoretical value. When it is officially applied to the mecha, this value may drop. One point, the sensitivity of the Thunder Brown Mine is not as good as the mental power, it is a pity that this change."

"That's a big improvement." Chu Rong squeezed this small part, quickly calculated various values ​​in his mind, and said: "A 10% increase in fusion can improve the performance of the weapon by 2%-5%. That’s right, whoever researched this part will reward him later.”

Ren Mo glanced at him and replied, "It's that Georgia you look down on. I copied this change from the doll he made."

"Georgia?" Chu Rong was taken aback for a moment, then became angry, and retorted: "I didn't look down on him, he will become an excellent mecha warrior, and I have always believed in this."

"Your prejudice and denial of his hobbies is just to look down on him." Ren Mo picked up the mechanical doll and shook it in front of his eyes, saying, "His excellent mechanical design and creativity are comparable to the S-class you admire. His physique is much stronger, Marshal, please lower your lofty eyes and observe that child with an equal attitude, he is better than you imagined."

Chu Rong frowned, and didn't feel that he was "overlord". He only put on airs to deliberately anger enemies and annoying people, and the bald chicken... He still doesn't hate it for the time being.

After eating for many years, Ren Mo easily saw through his thoughts and didn't get entangled with him. When he changed the topic, he poked at his blind spot in thinking: "You want to reverse the situation that mech driving relies too much on mental power, but And why do you firmly believe that mecha manufacturing is a game that only spiritual geniuses can participate in? Isn’t this also an idea that respects spiritual power? Human beings have invented all kinds of machines, but in the most powerful single Don't you think it's ridiculous to rely too much on spiritual power in making weapons?" After speaking, he left the little doll on the table, got up and left.

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Mecha driving can ignore mental power, so why can't mecha manufacturing?

Chu Rong picked up the little mechanical doll on the table, tugged at its funny little metal arms, and watched its strange dance, thoughtfully.

Georgia would sulk when she was alone, and was about to wash up and go to bed early, when there was a knock on the door.He froze for a moment, hurriedly put away the things lying on the ground, and stepped forward to open the door.

"Sister Zhuang Yu?"

"Shh."

Zhuang Yu put his hand to his lips, looked around, motioned for him to follow her, and whispered, "Go, I'll take you to see the stars."

Star?

Georgia was puzzled, but obediently did not ask, and followed her obediently.

The two walked to the edge of this floor, Zhuang Yu swiped open the door of the elevator platform with his pass, and led Georgia to stand up.The platform rose slowly and finally stopped on the observation deck on the uppermost floor of the warship.

Georgia stupidly looked up at the vast galaxy beyond the transparent wall, and opened her mouth wide.

"Okay, so beautiful..."

Zhuang Yu smiled, took him by the arm and brought him to the swing chair in the middle of the viewing platform, first pressed him to sit down, then took out some cute snacks from the space button and put them on, and finally made a A jug of beautifully colored fruit juice poured him a glass, and sat across from him with a smile.

"Thank you." Georgia took the juice, smelled the sweet smell in the air, and moved her ears—it smelled so good, a bit like the fruit pie her mother made.

"Eat, those stinky men don't know how to take care of others. You go to the kitchen to help every day, and you haven't seen them make you some snacks." Zhuang Yu pushed the snacks in front of him, bluntly Splash dirty water on the men on board.

Georgia was embarrassed, and explained to them: "No, they secretly gave me extra meals." It's just that they added meat, saying that he was too thin, and he would gain weight by eating more.

Zhuang Yu choked, and quickly covered it up, waved his hands and said, "Don't talk about this, Qiao Qiao, I'm going back to the main star soon, have you thought about what you want to do in the future?"

Georgia, who was about to get some snacks, paused, raised her eyes to look at Zhuang Yu, and blinked.

First it was Grandpa Ren, then the white-haired monster, and now it was Sister Zhuang Yu. Why did everyone like asking him about his future plans today.

Zhuang Yu was stared at so directly by him, he was almost drunk in his pure eyes, felt more and more that such a cute child should not be tortured by a rough man like the chief, so he pushed the dim sum in front of him graciously , said: "Although it is still early to say, it is definitely right to prepare early. You see, since ancient times, everyone has said that doctors who save lives and heal the wounded are great. Although you have no spiritual power and cannot become a formal doctor, being a pharmacist is very important." It's possible. Don't you like plants very much? Pharmacists are most exposed to all kinds of plants and cute animals, do you want to think about it?"

pharmacist?

Georgia's ears twitched, remembering the dream of mecha manufacturing that was wiped out in the morning. Although she is not ready to give up, it seems good to learn a practical eating skill before she can use that to eat?Moreover, he was preparing to teach himself how to make magic potions. He would first learn how to make potions in this place. It seemed to be quite good.

Thinking of this, his eyes lit up, and he unconsciously approached Zhuang Yu, and asked, "Is medicine difficult to learn? Can it be done without mental power?"

Seeing that he was interested, Zhuang Yu was so happy that he almost jumped up. He felt elated. With a wave of his slender hand, he threw out a lot of pharmacy textbooks, and said with bright eyes: "Simple! Super simple! It's easy to learn! These It's a textbook for elementary pharmacy, isn't it very thin and conscientious? Come on, sister will lay the foundation for you now. Let me see, um... that's it, let's start by learning about various medicinal plants !"

Georgia glanced at the dozen or so brick books that appeared out of thin air on the table, swallowed silently, nodded, and took out the e-book: "Thank you, sister Zhuang Yu."

Three days later, after another space jump, the azure federal star finally appeared in view, and everyone on the ship finished their busy work one after another, waiting for the warship to land.

After arranging the arrangements for the slaves after disembarking, Chu Rong finally remembered Georgia who hadn't seen anyone for a few days, and called to Fan Xiangnan to ask, "Where is Georgia?"

"Joe?" Fan Xiangnan squeezed out a few brain cells from the arrangement of various matters to recall with difficulty, flipped through the notebook again, and replied: "Everyone is very busy these few days when we return to the voyage, so I just took Joe's class and The training has stopped, he should be taken care of by Zhuang Yu these days."

Zhuang Yu?

Chu Rong's eyelids twitched, remembering Zhuang Yu's proposal that day, she got up with a straight face and said, "Notify Zhuang Yu, let her go to the medical room to check the equipment, confirm the safety of the various equipment in the medical room, and prepare for the handover."

"Yes." Fan Xiangnan took out the communicator and asked, "Do you want Joe to stay in his room? The warship will land in about an hour."

"No need." Chu Rong waved his hand and strode out: "I'll go find him."

Zhuang Yu put down the communicator, took a look at Georgia, who was obediently lying on the table writing and drawing, struggled for a while before suppressing it, and after finding a good seed, wanted to teach him a passion for ten days and ten nights, Yiyi Reluctantly greeted Georgia, and hurriedly got off the viewing platform with the things, and returned to the medical room.

Georgia watched her leave, glanced at the encyclopedia of medicinal plants that she had learned a quarter of, touched the optical brain on the table, and continued to write quickly—for dwarves who were born in nature and grew up in nature, quick understanding Plants are almost innate skills, but it's a pity that he can't touch the entities of these plants now, otherwise the learning speed can be faster.

The knowledge really has something in common. Through the study of the past few days and his conscious guidance and inquiry, he now has a vague understanding of those slightly difficult knowledge points on the method of making magic potions.

He likes the feeling of having new gains every day.

After Chu Rong entered the viewing platform, he immediately saw Georgia lying on the table writing and drawing on a pile of bricks. From his perspective, he could just see a little bit of pointed ears exposed when the other party lowered his head.

He moved his fingers, and following the desire in his heart, he stepped forward and pinched the small tip of the ear.

Georgia froze, put down her pen and looked up, seeing him coming, her eyes lit up, a smile appeared on her face, suddenly she seemed to think of something, she tensed her face and buried her head back, and tilted her head. His ears pulled out, he picked up a pen and continued to write and draw, ignoring him.

Ok?

Chu Rong narrowed his eyes and reached out again.

Georgia seems to have eyes on the top of her head, and she dodges flexibly, leaving him a little space.

Yo.

Lost your temper?

Chu Rong withdrew his hand, glanced at him up and down, paused for a few seconds unfathomably, reached out decisively, grabbed his back collar and lifted him up, stuffed him into the chair casually, stretched his long legs, and made a big horse with a golden knife She sat down next to him, squeezed him into a corner, and covered his head with her hands vilely.

"You!" Georgia glared.

"Who told you to learn this?" Chu Rong rubbed his hair, glanced at the plant encyclopedia on the table and the dense notes on the electronic book, and was a little surprised at his terrible learning speed, but on the face he looked With a chilly look, he said: "A few days ago you were still saying that you would learn mecha manufacturing for me, but it's only been a few days, and you changed your mind and started learning this, is it worthless?"

Georgia huddled pitifully in the corner, feeling a little angry, and said after a long time of depression: "You said that you can't learn mecha manufacturing without mental strength."

"It's not okay to shrink back when there is a little difficulty." Uncle Chu changed his face faster than turning the pages of a book, and righteously condemned his fickleness.

The simple dwarf blushed at his words, raised his head and stared at him with wide eyes, and retorted: "I don't want to give up, I just want to learn something else to maintain myself before I can rely on mecha manufacturing to support myself. My life." The dwarves also need to eat, and their stomachs are not full, so how can they talk about dreams.

Also, there is a certain person's illness, he has never made magic potions, he must learn something to lay the foundation... Thinking of this, he quickly glanced at the cold faces of the people around him, and became depressed again, thinking that he should be more stubborn, Hit back the phrase "bald chicken" directly with your fist, instead of being squeezed in the corner awkwardly like now.

Hearing the four vicissitudes of "maintaining life" from the mouth of an underage kid, Chu Rong was full of jokes about pets, and his mentality froze. Putting his strength on his ears, he said: "I picked you up, so I will naturally raise you, and you are not yet an adult and have no relatives. Even if you do not have a formal federal resident status, the federation will pay you monthly. Give you living allowances, so you can rest assured that you will not be hungry until you are truly independent."

Georgia was stunned, she didn't expect this place to have such benefits, and then quickly focused on the first sentence he said, looked up at him with wide eyes, and stammered: "You, you want to raise I?"

"Of course." Chu Rong liked the way he looked at her like this, pulled his ears again, and said in a good mood: "You don't eat much, I can afford it." She raised her chin slightly as she spoke, and looked at it from the corner of her eye. His face, waiting for his surprise and gratitude.

Georgia was indeed grateful, but she was not surprised, only frightened, because in the dwarves, apart from the parents, the only one who would raise another unrelated and independent dwarf was the partner of that dwarf.

"No, no!" Thinking of this, he quickly shook his head and refused, "In my hometown, I'm an adult, and I can't accept another person's upbringing for no reason, this can't, no, no, I, I will raise myself! Just, you don’t need to raise it.”

Being rejected again, Uncle Chu was extremely irritable. He stretched out his hand to grab him and shook him: "Little devil, do you look down on me and think I can't afford you?"

"No, I didn't think so, I just thought I could—"

"No, you can't." Chu Rong interrupted him, put him back on the chair, and said: "The reason why mecha manufacturing relies so much on mental power is because almost all the materials used to make mechas carry There are a few negative problems that cannot be used without treatment. Mental power combing is a step that must be used until the end of material processing. The purpose is to make materials with different attributes more integrated and form a whole. Fusion cannot be replaced by mechanical processing, so I said that without mental power, you can't even handle materials."

Georgia's thoughts immediately turned, frowning slightly, thoughtful.It turns out that spiritual power plays such a role in mech manufacturing. Magic power is partially similar to spiritual power. So what can be done with spiritual power, maybe magic power can also...

"If you don't have mental strength, but you want to take the road of mecha manufacturing, then you will have to pay several times or even dozens of times more than others, whether it is energy or money." Chu Rong pressed Hold the top of his head, rub his bangs, and tear up everything to show him: "The Federation will ensure that you will not starve to death, and will provide you with basic education, but it will not give you other learning resources .Excellent mecha manufacturing colleges require you to take the exam yourself. After you pass the exam, you need to supplement and purchase all the materials consumed in the learning process and the required instruments. An independent studio for research. It can be said that every excellent mecha maker is built with a lot of money and materials. Georgia, I don’t look down on you, but I think that with your current blank The most suitable and most convenient choice is to be raised by me, and then build me a mecha that perfectly suits me in return."

Georgia was silent. In fact, he had thought about all this, and even made plans for it.The early stage is definitely the most difficult, but he still has a hole card, which is his excellent mining ability.He used his optical brain to search, and there is a profession similar to that of an adventurer, that is, a mine seeker.Once these adventurers who go to open up wasteland on marginal planets find new minerals, after reporting to the Federation, they can obtain part of the mining rights and ownership of the minerals they are looking for in proportion. career, the money comes quickly.

That's what he planned, so he said it honestly, and then Chu Rong laughed angrily at him, squeezed his ear hard, and said: "It seems that you have a lot of wild thoughts when you are alone. Anyone can dream of being rich, but it's not that easy."

Miner seekers are indeed very profitable. There are a few mine seekers who are rich enough to buy planets to play with, but they are a minority after all. Most of the mine seekers live in poverty, running around on the road all day, with no hope in sight. day.

Since the development of the Federation and the Empire, almost all the planets that should be discovered in the surrounding star fields have been discovered. Even if a new planet appears, the Empire and the Federation will get in touch with the indigenous inhabitants of the planet as soon as possible, and then suck them into the Federation or Empire, and then they send troops to find out the basic situation of the planet.If there are mines on the planet, with the current level of equipment, they can basically be detected by one test, and how difficult it is to find those mines that cannot be detected by instruments.

The most important thing is that the deeper the mine is hidden, the worse the surrounding environment, and there may even be guardian beasts appearing, which can be described as full of dangers.Generally, ore hunters have their own professional teams, and they maintain mecha fighters and mecha manufacturers at high prices in order to ensure the safety of ore hunters.

According to Georgia's naive idea, there is probably only one result if she hastily embarked on this road - she died on the road before finding the mine.

Dangers not only come from the environment and the unknown, but also from other ore hunters who compete with each other. On the chaotic ore search road, casualties are common. It is a gray area that is completely dark and free from the law.

"Every planet's situation is different. If you don't have sufficient preparations, you will only die when you go up. There is darkness outside the civilized society. You have nothing now. You can have it when you live, and you have nothing when you die."

Chu Rong pulled his bangs away, looked at his pure and innocent eyes that seemed to reflect the whole world, stretched out his fingers and lightly touched his curled eyelashes, and saw him dodge back reflexively. As if recovering from a certain mysterious emotion, he withdrew his hand, looked sideways at the pile of textbooks on the table, and said with a smile: "So, kid, just let me take care of you honestly, I don't take care of you for free." Yes, I will wait for the mech you promised."

After listening to such a comprehensive analysis, Georgia also realized her own naivety and whimsy, and even saw the other party's good intentions.He raised his hand to touch the messy bangs, lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, and asked, "Then what if I can't make a mecha that suits you..."

"What should I do?" Chu Rong raised his eyebrows, and the hooligan replied, "Of course, come back and learn mecha driving for me, and work hard for me to pay back everything I owe you."

The meaning hidden in this sentence is that even if he can't learn how to make mechas, there is still a way for him to drive mechas.

Georgia looked up at his ferocious look, her heart softened, her nose sore, her eye circles red, and she suddenly raised her hand to cover her eyes with her sleeve.

Chu Rong, who was waiting for him to rush over to hug his thigh, frowned and froze for a few seconds. He pulled his hand with a tiger's face, and scolded: "Are you promising? It's not really about your life. Why are you crying?" , don't be ashamed, you—”

Georgia rushed over to hug him, buried her face in his chest and rubbed against his chest, her voice was muffled but full of gratitude: "Thank you, I will definitely build a mecha suitable for you, and, also... "It will also cure your illness.

Although this person is always vicious, he is always thinking of him, that's great, how could he be so good.

The soft-hearted dwarf was moved and cried, and the dark-faced Uncle Chu froze completely.

"Let go." He frowned, really not used to the feeling of being tightly hugged.

Instead of loosening, Georgia clings to it even more tightly, arching into his arms with attachment and joy.

Uncle Chu opened his hands, looking at the vast and beautiful sea of ​​stars outside, thinking about the possibility of throwing this dead child out with a cold face.

The atmosphere was a bit stalemate, and then a muffled voice came from the chest.

"White-haired monster."

Uncle Chu felt that he seemed to be suffering from auditory hallucinations. He squinted his eyes expressionlessly, paused for a few seconds, then suddenly looked down at the little head stuck to his chest, and pulled him out by the collar of his back. Immediately raised: "Little devil, what did you call me just now?!"

"Now we're even." Georgia's nose was red, her eyes were red, she raised her hand to wipe her face, and smiled at him with a mouthful of white teeth. She followed his example and tugged at his collar, saying, "I will I will pay your living expenses." Pay a lot.

Uncle Chu, who has always been respected and held up by others, was pulled by his collar for the first time in so many years. After he couldn't believe it, he felt a surge of mania rising from the soles of his feet, and it was firmly stuck in his chest, almost killing him. Choke to death!

His expression changed ferociously, and he couldn't help shaking Georgia again, like an angry parent whose child has been defiled by bad people, gnashing his teeth and saying: "Who taught you? Who taught you these! That damn Who taught you the nickname and the action of pulling the collar, tell me! Is it Zhuang Yu? Could it be Lin Zhen? Or that kid named Tan from the first team who is sticky with you!"

Lin Zhen, who just came up to look for him, stopped when he heard the words, adjusted the collar of his military uniform, and said ruthlessly: "Sir, I think Joe learned all these bad habits from you. If you don't believe me, look at your hands. Besides, the warship is about to land, you It’s time to prepare for the docking with the military.”

Chu Rong quickly turned to look at him, gave him a murderous look, then looked at his hand, and fell silent.

Georgia, on the other hand, looked at Lin Zhen silly and sweetly, then at Chu Rong, her ears moved, and she asked in doubt, "Isn't this a way of expressing intimacy? I see you've been doing this to me all the time."

"..."

Lin Zhen made up the knife: "No, Joe, good boys generally don't grab other people's collars randomly, that's provocation."

"Ah?" Georgia was stunned, glanced at Chu Rong's arm, paused, and asked in a low voice, "You... want to fight me?"

"No, this is an exercise for you." Chu Rong answered coldly with a frozen face, retracted his hands and stood up, tidied up his crumpled military uniform, took a cold look at Lin Zhen, turned around and walked away with air-conditioning all over his body. up.

Lin Zhen followed him, and seemed to think of something in the middle of the walk, then looked back at Georgia, and said, "Don't imitate him." After finishing speaking, he left.

Georgia watched them leave, touched his collar, and moved his ears—was it a provocation, but every time the white-haired monster grabbed his collar, he paid attention and never made him feel uncomfortable.

The warship landed at the port dedicated to the military headquarters, and everyone gathered at the exit hatch to wait to leave the ship. Georgia was also pushed into the medical team by an assistant from the medical room.

"Xiao Rong is back." A gray-haired middle-aged man greeted him with a smile, and reached out to pat Chu Rong's shoulder with an affectionate face, and said, "Don't run around when you come back this time. There's no need for you to go in person, your health is important. I asked the military to vacate the medical room and go for an examination first?"

"Lieutenant General Wei, why bother you to come here." Chu Rong avoided his hand indiscriminately, greeted politely but alienated, and replied: "There is no need for the medical room, I don't like to engage in privileges and waste military resources."

One sentence covered two hats, and the expressions of the people behind Lieutenant General Wei changed, but Lieutenant General Wei still smiled kindly, as if he didn't understand what Chu Rong said, stretched out his hand to a young girl beside him, and said: "If you don't go, don't go. It's better to go back and rest early. You are mentally unstable, but you can't stand tired. This is Xiaoci, who just entered the Federal Military Academy this year. I heard that you came back today and asked—"

"The port of the military department allows a military student to come in and out at random. How does the person in charge manage it?" Chu Rong interrupted him, his face darkened, and he waved his hand and said, "Xiang Nan, ask the person in charge to write a review. Punishment of punishment, discipline is so loose, how can I rest assured that the matter of slave placement is still up to me.”

Fan Xiangnan responded, and immediately took the communicator to contact the command room at the port.

After being slapped in the face like this, Lieutenant General Wei finally couldn't hold on to the smile on his face, his eyes became a little dark, and the girl beside him also blushed and hid behind Lieutenant General Wei.

Silent gunpowder smoke filled the air ahead, but gossip was flying around in the medical team.

"Here comes another one, tsk tsk tsk." The assistant lady shook her head in distaste, and whispered to the person next to her ear: "Our father's officer is really hot, first the president hinted that he would be a matchmaker, and the officer was so angry that he ran to patrol the border and hid. When I came back, I was pulled by the Wei family again, which is terrible."

"The youngest marshal of the Federation, with a rich family background, isn't he a sweet potato." The assistant brother replied, and said in a low voice: "They are forcing the chief to stand in line, and their thoughts are almost written on their faces. I heard that The empire also intends to use marriage to win over the Chu family."

The assistant lady exclaimed, and when she saw people around her looking over, she quickly lowered her voice, and asked in a low voice, "Empire? It's no secret that the chief hates the imperial family. What do you think over there, are you brain twitching?"

"I just heard that, so don't say it." The voice of the assistant brother lowered even more, and he said: "Anyway, the situation is unclear now, everyone had better—"

"What?"

Zhuang Yu suddenly broke into the topic, stretched out his hand and pulled out Georgia who was standing beside them, glared at them, and scolded: "Talk less and nothing, you can guess what those people above are thinking, be careful not to cause trouble!"

The two assistants kept silent, and honestly stopped chatting nonsense.

After lecturing his subordinates, Zhuang Yu led Georgia forward, saw his thoughtful face, frowned, and explained: "Don't listen to those rumors, sir, it's not because of a matchmaking marriage, sir, to inspect the border. The chief will not choose marriage either. Don't believe the rumors spread outside, be careful of being deceived. Have you seen those people outside? The Wei family, one of the four major families in the Federation, has a good relationship with the Xiang family. He came here specially today, and brought The purpose of this girl is not just to pull the strings, but to stare at these slaves, to help the Xiang family kill people and cover up the scandal."

Georgia's thoughts were immediately withdrawn from the pornographic news, and she felt a little incomprehensible—what kind of place is this? Intrigue and murder are so common. No wonder her father said that human society is very complicated, so it's best not to set foot here.

"In the future, when you follow the commander, you will face all kinds of hostility, kindness and temptation for no reason. You have to learn to distinguish them." Zhuang Yuyu instructed earnestly, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, looking at his innocent and immature face. Look, sighed.

Such a simple cutie, I just hope that the officer can give me some strength to protect him, and I also hope that the cutie can grow up quickly.

I don't know how the outside contact was made. Anyway, when Georgia left with Zhuang Yu, the Wei family didn't follow. Of course, the other party couldn't take the slaves away, and didn't even let them meet.

The suspension car was running smoothly in the air. Georgia opened the window and looked at the various aerial tracks and high-rise buildings that were rapidly reversing outside, amazed and dizzying.

A pure black suspension car suddenly sped past, Georgia keenly captured a profile of a person flashing past in the car window, and pulled Zhuang Yu beside him: "Sister Zhuang Yu, I saw Bai, I saw the officer ! Why didn't he sit with us?"

Zhuang Yu was admiring his cute, blushing face. Hearing this, he took a look outside and replied, "That's the officer's car. He has to go back to the military headquarters first to explain some things. I'll take you back to the officer's house first. So don't go together."

After talking about something, he suddenly laughed again, tugged at his sharp ears, and asked: "You called the officer so soon, it seems that you have decided to follow the officer with us?"

Georgia's ears moved when she heard the words, her face became redder, she glanced at her, and explained: "I know I'm not qualified to follow him yet, I call him that, just, I just don't know his name yet, I'm talking to him myself During the introduction, he didn't respond to me..." As he spoke, he lost his energy again, feeling a little aggrieved.

Later, he thought about taking the initiative to ask, but every time he was distracted by other things, and when he remembered, the other party had already left, so he never asked.And in the etiquette of the dwarves, if a person is unwilling to reveal his name to you, it is very impolite for you to chase after him.

If you don't want to reveal your name, it means that the other party is unwilling to make friends with you... But the white-haired monster clearly said that he would raise him. In a sense, they are also considered family members.

Zhuang Yu was stunned when he heard this, and he was stunned for a long time before he dared to say: "So you don't know the name of the officer yet?!"

Georgia nodded, a little sadly.

This is really... Zhuang Yu was speechless for a few seconds, and his ears collapsed at a glance