Brilliant Time [Interstellar]

Even if Bazel demonstrated from all aspects that it was unfeasible to reject the idea of ​​using himself as the source of the paternal parent, His Majesty the Emperor could not shake his decision.

Bazel looked at the light screen with a sad face. On it was a series of relevant test reports from His Majesty the Emperor, and all the data were extremely satisfactory.

"Your Majesty, have you really decided?" Bazel seemed a little worried, and he tried in vain for the last time to make His Majesty change his mind. "No one can guarantee that this will be successful, and it is unknown whether it will cause other mutations... As an individual, I strongly recommend that you do not do this!"

The answer he got was that His Majesty the Emperor stretched out his arm, which had been unbuttoned and revealed a small half of his smooth arm, in front of him, showing a slight urging look.

Bazel felt that His Majesty finally got a little impatient after refusing to change his mind solemnly for countless times.

Bazel silently closed his mouth and turned to prepare.

The blood collection and drug injection were completed very smoothly. On the surface, it seemed that His Majesty the Emperor did not show any bad symptoms.

"Inducer will gradually transform the user's physique. The buffer period will take about one to two months. In addition to the pharmacological effects of hormones, personal emotions are also an important factor affecting success. Therefore, it is recommended during this period You—" Bazel's medical order got stuck here.It is recommended that your partner stay by your side, but do you have such a thing as a partner?Before that, he had geniusly planned to separate his parents by himself!However, it seems that the Hebrew marshal standing next to him cannot be completely ignored...

Gary looked up at him sharply.

Bazel took a deep breath and changed his words decisively: "You should rest more during this period, the process of transforming your physique may cause you physical discomfort and emotional ups and downs, if you feel uncomfortable, please let me know as soon as possible .”

Hebrew on the side frowned: "What will happen?"

Bazel secretly rolled his eyes, but on the other hand, he had to admire the Marshal for being open-minded.From him, the Marshal stalked and asked about His Majesty's schedule for receiving the medicine. He knew that this kind of thing belonged to His Majesty, but he pretended to come here just by chance and insisted on watching the whole process in person. ——Is it just a blood sample collected by the instrument for testing and receiving drug injections?Right now, the Lord has still not made a sound, and the posture of him yelling and asking questions here seems to have a lot to do with him.There is still no stroke in the horoscope, so let's stop treating myself as an outsider.

Although he has a lot of slander against the marshal in his heart, on the surface, Bazel, as a conscientious medical worker, still patiently explained in detail: "Only a very small number of people will have symptoms of discomfort with the inducer, and the symptoms vary from person to person. It depends, such as low fever and fatigue... the possibility is really small, so you don't need to worry too much."

Gary stopped the Marshal of the Empire who was going to continue to question him, and signaled Bazel to go out.It's not that he doesn't have the concept of *, but he doesn't care too much about the so-called personal *, and he doesn't feel that what he does needs to be concealed from the public's eyes - when the little prince of the empire is born, it is necessary to explain to the public, of course There is no need to be too flamboyant now.Therefore, Hebrew's wolfish ambition, which was so obvious in Bazel, is only regarded as the care of a friend here by His Majesty.

His Majesty the Emperor assured Hebrew: "You really don't need to worry, most alphas have never been sick in their lives, I am..."

He was interrupted by Hebrew in the middle of his speech.Hebrew really doesn't want to hear that His Majesty is the most powerful alpha anymore. Although it is true, hearing too much will almost make him feel psychologically shadowed.He changed the subject dryly: "I learned that you have adjusted your work schedule... you want to take a vacation?"

Gary nodded, and asked casually, "What do you have to do? If you need anything, go to Xia Zuo or the council."

"There seems to be something wrong with Bi Fang, and it's useless to look for them." The marshal had made an excuse before he came, but now his face was not blushing and his heart was not beating. "If Your Majesty is free, can you help maintain it... After all, Your Majesty, you used to be a well-known mecha technician in the entire interstellar world." Bi Fang is the only few SS-level mechas in the empire, and they are now being used by the marshal.

Although the marshal's request seemed a bit abrupt, mechas were one of His Majesty's few personal hobbies. Sure enough, after listening to Hebrew's request, he agreed without much thought.

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"Bi Fang has been a little too lively recently, and sometimes he doesn't listen to his commands. It's like this..." When Hebrew released Bi Fang from the space Newry, Bi Fang still maintained his intellectual brain form and did not transform into a machine. A shape.It had a pink halo, and was surrounded by a circle of glowing heart-shaped bubbles. It circled in the air and was about to rush towards His Majesty the Emperor. The flawed synthesized sound is a little distorted.

"Your Majesty! I heard that you are about to have a baby! Where is it? Let me see, let me see!"

Hebrew quickly pressed down on the ball of light, and slapped it hard on the head twice like a rubber ball, which made Bi Fang a little more honest.

But even this couldn't block Bi Fang's vocal system.

It laughed a few times like a silly 'hehehe', as if the virtual nerve perception system didn't feel pain at all.Bi Fang was twisting and deforming in Hebrew's hands. He wanted to pounce on Gary but tried hard to control himself, and asked shyly, "Can I be a godfather to the baby? Can I?" Can you? I can bring you a baby! I have already downloaded the best-selling parenting knowledge book and parenting encyclopedia in the galaxy! I also learned nursery rhymes! If you don’t believe me, I will sing it to you first..."

Hebrew patted it again, his hand was heavy, the ball of light shook for a while, looking a little dazed.

Hebrew spread his hands and explained helplessly: "It's just like it is now, too lively!"

Gary pursed his lips slightly, nodded and said nothing.Although he had an extraordinary self-seeking for his own skills, His Majesty the Emperor still felt that just now it was so close that Bi Fang might pounce on him and kiss his face a few times, the kind that he couldn't even tear off.

As an indifferent person by nature, Gary really couldn't handle Bi Fang's excessive enthusiasm, and his pile of questions was even more difficult to answer.

Hebrew Zha Yanguan said empathetically: "It talks a lot these days, you don't have to pay too much attention to what it says."

Gary thought about it, and in the end he only chose to answer the last question that seemed easier to answer: "For example, you are a mech, so you can't be a godfather... However, you can probably have your master be a godfather in the future. "

Both Bi Fang and His Excellency the Marshal holding it were silent for a second.

Bi Fang immediately yelled again: "Why why?" Why is it a godfather!It is obvious that the Marshal wants to be a real father, okay?

Gary really ignored it this time, he released his mech, and the sky transformed into a metal human figure more than four meters high in blue and black, standing silently behind Gary.In this way, Gary felt that even if Bi Fang rushed over again, he would be blocked by the sky, so he signaled Hebrew to let go.

He waved towards Bi Fang: "Come here, let the sky guide you through the virtual neural circuit first."