Major General Baiso and his little prince [Interstellar]

Star calendar 301.

Abel galaxy, the capital star Amplo.

Haiyan Palace, known as the "Summer Winter Palace", is holding a grand celebration banquet.

In the banquet hall of thousands of square meters, Abel's king, Nix Kaos (Kaos III), was standing in the center of the banquet hall with a wine glass and giving a simple speech.

He has golden hair and a tall stature. Under the giant crystal lamp, he exudes dazzling light. His Quantum Beast, a golden lion crouches at his feet, as mighty as himself.

Admiral Alimod Heinctor stood obliquely behind King Chaos III. The king's second brother Shupu and the 24-year-old eldest prince Kyle also stood behind the king. Everyone had joyful expressions on their faces.

"His Royal Highness is not inferior to Emperor Kaos at all. I heard that he has been promoted to the quasi-S rank in the sentinel rating assessment last year."

"That's not true! The eldest prince is an excellent sentinel, and has inherited the best genes of the royal family! If you want me to say that the little prince, His Royal Highness Yige, will become an S-level sentinel sooner or later, he was born with an A-level mental power..."

"Emperor Kaos himself is an S-level sentinel, and Queen Rongning is also an A-level guide, so it is inevitable that the descendants of the royal family are so powerful."

Several noble ladies with exquisite makeup gathered in the corner of the banquet hall and chatted twitteringly. When they talked about excitement, they all had peach blossoms on their faces, and they threw the feather fans in their hands like electric fans.

At this time, a sudden sarcasm interspersed, startling the few people who were making small talk.

"Is it necessary? Oh, I don't think so."

It was a man in military uniform who was speaking. He was holding a wine glass, and there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

One of the younger girls narrowed her eyes and focused on the man's clothes and military rank.

Is a lieutenant colonel.

Wearing a dark blue uniform trimmed with silver trim, he looked like a member of the Apocalypse Fleet under Rear Admiral Heinctor Jr.

Qiming Fleet!

The women exchanged a quick, feverish look, cupping their faces and screaming like groundhogs.

Aww!This is the Qiming Fleet! ! !

It is the Awakening Fleet led by Rear Admiral Bai Suo! ! !

The little lady took two steps back and pretended to clear her throat.

The man in military uniform thought they were shocked by his "outrageous words", and casually shook the wine glass in his hand, with an even more casual attitude:

"What are you afraid of? Our beloved Second Highness will never appear at this kind of celebration banquet. And take a step back...Even if Second Highness comes...With his mental strength, he can't hear anything clearly."

Although the soldier's attitude was contemptuous, it is undeniable that what he said was the truth, and no one spoke up or refuted it.

Kaos III just spoke at this moment, breaking the silence in this corner:

"This is a great victory!"

Nobles and politicians of all parties toasted.

"Respect - Kaos!"

"Respect—General Heinctor!"

"Respect - Abel is always alive and prosperous!"

Everyone's excitement is not all due to the atmosphere.This victory is indeed very meaningful!

Not only because of the king's personal conquest, but also because under the leadership of the king, Admiral Alimod Heinctor and his son, Major General Baisuo Heinctor, personally captured the notorious pirate leader—— Ke completely smashed the most rampant pirate gang that had harassed the Abel Galaxy for 160 years.

The atmosphere on the king's side was lively, and the ladies in the corner gathered together again.

"By the way, Major General Bai Suo didn't come either... Hey, I missed a billion shell coins!"

"Yeah, I thought that if I could see his real face this time, even if I saw his real face from a distance, I would die without regret!"

"Ahhhhhhh—does any of you remember that handsome profile?! That's my forever boot screen saver!"

"The major general is handsome and mentally strong... However, I think it's safer to watch through the holographic screen..."

"Look at your prospects. But he really doesn't like to show his face at all, and he is always very busy."

"The major general went to the Sky Mirror to perform his duty in person."

The soldier who "spoken rudely" just now pricked up his ears, and tirelessly "interjected".

Seeing that the girl who was looking at him turned her face vigilantly, he stretched out his hand helplessly, jokingly said:

"Please forgive me. I didn't eavesdrop on purpose, mental strength A, your whispers are like roaring at my ears to me."

"Pfft." One of the ladies was amused by him, "You are so funny, what's your name?"

"Alves Nelson, the person in charge of the eighth branch of the Awakening Fleet, rank - lieutenant colonel." The man straightened his back slightly and replied.

"The major general is on duty, why didn't you go?"

Alves was silent for a moment, put down the wine glass in his hand, and his expression became serious, "The major general's order tonight is that he will lead the 9th Guards on duty, and the other units will be on standby."

Contrary to the contemptuous attitude before, Alves mentioned Major General Bai Suo with careful respect in his tone, which was the instinctive awe of A-level sentries for super-S-level sentries.

Major General Baiso Heinctor is the only son of General Alimod Heinctor.

Admiral Heinctor is one of the three commanders of the Legion of Glory, responsible for the security of the entire galaxy, and is a great contributor to the eradication of interstellar pirates.For the long-lived people of the Abel galaxy, the 100-year-old Admiral Heinctor has entered middle age, but his strong physique and surging spiritual power like a hill still demonstrate his strength.

His son, Rear Admiral Baisuo, is the leader of the Qiming Fleet, responsible for the security of the military fortress of the Abel galaxy and the star field of the capital.

At the same time, Bai Suo is one of the super-S-level sentinels with super-spiritual power in the entire Abel Empire. He is young and promising, with great military exploits and a bright future.

Of course, in addition to his military exploits, he is also a single platinum and diamond-encrusted sentinel that all sexual creatures in the empire are coveting, but can only "watch from afar" and dare not "hands-on".

According to a side poster that was used to promote recruitment and military insiders, the major general is not only capable, but also very, very handsome.

But nympho is nympho, worship is worship.

Although the number of fans of the major general can be exhausted from the capital star to the Abel galaxy and then circle around the system, no one can stand his super S-level mental power.

It is said that even if the major general deliberately restrains himself, he is very deterrent.Even the soldiers of the Qiming Fleet, if their mental strength is less than A, would like to avoid the major general if not necessary.

This is true for soldiers, not to mention ordinary people or weak guides.

It is rumored that a few years ago, the guide young master of a certain noble family secretly followed him to the recruit training camp because he was obsessed with the major general. After returning, he fell ill for three months. He lost a lot of weight and suffered from mental impairment and headaches. .

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say from a little lady that "it is good to see the major general's demeanor on the holographic screen".

"Sigh... The major general's own qualifications are so high, I don't know what kind of partner he will choose in the future... Must be a precious guide?" One of the small group muttered in a low voice with a blushing face.

"A guide is definitely needed. The higher the mental power, the less stable the mental domain. A sentinel like him may need a very high-level guide to assist him."

"The major general's mental realm has always been stable." Alves retorted reflexively, with an official and firm tone.

But obviously these ladies didn't take his words seriously.

In fact, their focus has never been on whether the major general's spiritual realm is stable...

A young lady blushed and asked in a low voice: "Based on his conditions, don't the military and the royal family assign him a guide?"

"The guide who matches him probably hasn't been born yet? I've never heard that there are S-level guides now? Is there any on Amplo? Not to mention S-level, A-level guides can be counted on one hand in the Abel galaxy .”

"Guides above level B are all treasures now, so rare that you can't see a real person. The Pangsi family produced one in the last century, and the old man of the owner has boasted for a full 100 years."

"I remember that there were S-level guides in history, but now...Anyway, A-level admirals are definitely not good. I heard from our family that last time an A-level guide military doctor went to provide post-war counseling for the generals of the Qiming Fleet , guess what?"

"Can't you enter the deep-sea spiritual realm?"

"Let's not talk about the deep sea, you can't even enter the superficial spiritual realm!"

"Ah? No way... Has anyone helped him with spiritual counseling?"

"How is it possible, keep suppressing it yourself..."

"Are you saying that the major general's mental domain is like a completely sealed iron barrel?"

"Shot put is more suitable. It's still solid. If you force yourself to guide yourself, you will probably be stupid. That guide will probably be abolished."

Alves listened to them with pricked ears like 500 ducks chattering away, and it was rare for them not to interrupt when they fell silent.

As an insider, he knew that what the woman said was true.

Major General Baisuo didn't like to be in contact with guides, and he couldn't find a guide who matched his spiritual power.

It's just that tough and... hard.

"Wow, isn't my major general going to be single forever?"

"You can think of it this way... I can't get any other bitch and I can't get..."

"Hey! It's not... you can't..."

"After all, he is Bai Suo of the Empire, 'Empire' means 'everyone'..."

"To be honest, I make a wish every year on my birthday that the major general will find a partner when he is 200 years old!"

"It's a coincidence, so am I."

Alves felt that his facial expression was out of control, his face was like a leaking balloon, he twitched the corners of his mouth and eyes, helplessly, and silently picked up a glass of champagne.

"But speaking of good looks... that ordinary second prince actually looks really good... Take care of yourself, it's definitely a blue face."

"Uh, good-looking is good-looking...that's his ability...it's really..."

Women are amazing creatures, no matter how far they take the subject, they can always bring it back.

The topic returned to the royal family, or "the second prince of waste wood", Alves was completely uninterested and stayed away from the center of gossip silently.

The group of women responded with equal interest in the new topic.

"Let's not talk about ability, let's talk about appearance! Empress Rong Ning is Asian, and her appearance is exquisite. Emperor Kaos is so, so handsome. It is said that the first prince and the third prince look like the emperor, and the second prince looks like Queen Rong." ..."

"Recall carefully...the chances of His Royal Highness the Second Prince appearing are quite rare."

"His Royal Highness the Second Prince doesn't seem to like to show up, alas, it's a waste of face."

"It seems to be. I heard that he also has a strange personality. He is not interested in military politics and economics. He seems to like these weird and useless things, such as ancient mechas or antiques..."

"Yeah, my family said that as an ordinary person, he has no mental strength and still needs to study mechas. I don't know what he thinks."

"Whoever calls people's fate is good. Emperor Kaos and the queen are both spoiled, and there is an outstanding brother above. It doesn't matter whether he is capable or not..."

A few gossiping ladies almost wrote the second prince's "big breasts and no brains" and "beautiful idiot" on his face.

At this moment, His Royal Highness Panny Kaos, the second prince, who was arranged by the ladies, is enjoying his "luxurious and corrupt waste wood life" in his bedroom.

The piano music resounded throughout the bedroom. The second prince wore goggles and held pliers in his hand, shaking his head unconsciously following the melody.

The second prince has black hair as smooth as his mother's. He is wearing linen home clothes and sitting cross-legged in the mecha workshop surrounded by one-way glass. His slender hands are firmly pressing a circuit that can barely be called At his feet is a group of optical fiber nerve sensor lines that cannot be distinguished from the beginning to the end, and not far from him is a retro model of the first-generation mecha—the boy called him Xiao Zhu.

"Xiao Zhu" sounds like a name that has nothing to do with the cool mecha, so I tried to find a point of contact, probably because there are some old blue and red patterns on the mecha.

Anyway, the boy himself called out intimately and happily.

The tune of the music became slower and slower, and the hands of the second prince also turned into slow motion, and the faint eyelids still tended to stick together.

He stayed up late last night to change part of the mech's neural circuit, and he didn't feel it when he was inspired, but now he relaxes and rushes forward with fatigue.

After another lyric cuts in.

"Bah."

The pliers fell to the ground, and the second prince fell headfirst on the wire board in his hand, like a salted fish who had lost his dream, with a suspicious transparent liquid hanging from the corner of his slightly opened mouth.

For a moment, the second prince with the indentation of the wire board on his face tried to get out of his sleep, his body changed from a zero-degree acute angle to a 90-degree right angle, closed his eyes, and cleared his throat:

"Picasso, please change the music. Piano music is really not suitable for me to compete with Xiaozhu's central integrated cable board."

As the voice fell, the broken hair around the boy's ears slipped down because of his movements, and he quickly pushed it behind his ears.Showing an overly pretty face.

"Okay, Xiao Pan. I have switched to the electronic music collection for you. Move times—play times, let the fiber optic nerve cable move with you. I think you need this."

"……Fine."

Picasso's enthusiastic recommendation: "Do you need to adjust the studio light to a dynamic mode?"

"No thanks, I'll go blind."

"Okay, that's only one move—one shot." Guangnao's flat, uniform tone was inexplicably tinged with regret.

The light-brained Picasso manipulated the mechanical hand and handed a small black rubber band to the face of the boy who was struggling hard.

"Oh, thanks."

Penny temporarily discarded the thread board in his hand, took the rubber band, and pulled his hair that was too long into a small ball head that was not standard.

"Is my hair growing again?"

Penny grunted and poked at the glass panel at hand. A glass cabinet rose from the floor, and the flat drawers opened automatically. He picked up two screw wrenches that were handy.

"It's okay. Both the queen and the eldest prince like your half-length hair. The queen said, the way you hold the little ball head is very cute." Picasso replied sternly.

"Father doesn't like this kind of messy hair."

Penny pursed her mouth and raised her face, a pair of foggy blue eyes under the goggles stared straight at a certain point on the wall, and her fair face showed a blank expression to some extent.

"Speaking of father... Picasso... what day is it?"

"Star calendar 301, summer month, 43rd. Friday."

"Oh! Oops! Is today a celebration party?" His blue eyes widened.

"Yes, I reminded you at 8 o'clock this morning, 10 o'clock this morning, 12 o'clock noon, and 2 o'clock in the afternoon... Xiao Pan. It is now 7:35 in the evening, and the banquet has started for 35 minutes. Do you want to Are you leaving now?"

Penny rubbed the tips of his ears annoyedly, and gave up on himself and said, "Forget it, going now is purely for scolding."

"Xiao Pan, the third prince Yige is here. It is estimated that he will reach your dormitory in 5 minutes. If you run..."

Penny slowly put down the tool in his hand, and in the next second, Ig was like an afterimage blowing across the entire bedroom and directly in front of him.

"Penny! Brother! Penny, Penny, Penny! I'm going to the square! Are you going?"

Yige's juvenile voice is very penetrating, a deformed face is pressed against the glass of the studio, and the two pink lips that can't stop turning into a pink circle.

The optical brain Picasso insisted on finishing his words: "If you run, then he will appear in front of you immediately."

Penny pressed the button at hand, and one side of the glass in the studio melted into fine silver light and disappeared.

"What are you doing in the square?" Penny still had a small screwdriver pinned to his ear.

"Watch the celebration parade | OK! I heard that the pirate leader Duck's mecha will be pulled out for a walk at night. It's super lively. I've wanted to go for a long time! Jody said that there will be people dancing ancient samba!"

Before the glass disappeared, Iggy folded his hands and stepped back slightly, as lively as a little golden retriever in a silk shirt and shorts.

"I don't want to go, and you didn't attend the dinner party, and now you will be very worried when you go out to your mother."

"So I called you and I knew you would come with me."

Yige's brown eyes are exactly the same as Queen Rongning's, and they are typical dog's eyes when he is acting like a baby.

"Please please!"

Yige appeared behind Penny in a second, and gave him a dog-leg slap on the back.In the next second, he jumped directly opposite Penny, squatting obediently, holding his paws and humming:

"Come on, come on~ it will be fun. And the mirror of the sky is very safe, it is very close to Haiyan Fort, we will come back~ we won't be found. Don't you want to see Dak's super mecha? Listen Said it was very cool."

The 10-year-old Yige is the youngest son of Emperor Kaos. He is 8 years younger than the second prince Panny. He has been sticking to his "idle" second brother since he could get up. He knew that Panny might sneak away from his father. dinner, but absolutely can not bear to refuse their night tour.

"Then you have to bring guards, I can't catch up with you now."

"no problem!"

The little prince stood up straight for a second, and saluted vigorously. If he had a tail, he would definitely be shaking it like a fan by now.

The author has something to say: open a new article~

(I know that there are many people who want to read Fuhua, and the outline needs to be perfected. This book has been prepared for a long time, so it will be published first.)

It's still an old routine.

The normal day is changed at [-]:[-] in the morning, and I will ask for leave~

I have no big ideals, but I hope to give everyone who reads the article a sweet and good mood every day~

Bihart, what a chirp!