Brilliant Time [Interstellar]

Because this type of asteroid system is surrounded by large-scale meteorite circles and space faults, the coordinate points suitable for transition are often complex and changeable, so the general interstellar main ship lanes are far away from this area.

Although the resources on the planet are rich in types, in terms of total amount, they are not worth investing in large-scale development.

The way for the Freedom Alliance to survive is to provide the Interstellar Group with experimental sites and manual collection of some special materials. Another main source of income is to privately provide smuggling channels for prohibited items and items.As long as you pay a large amount of so-called tolls, the entry and exit monitoring system on the asteroid will treat you as loosely as a sieve full of eyes, which is useless.

Such a defense system is completely worthless in front of His Majesty the Emperor, and it was easily cracked.The spaceship that had been camouflaged was able to enter the country without any disturbance, and such a major event as the arrival of His Majesty the Emperor of the Lycent Empire and Marshal Xinzi did not attract even the slightest bit of attention from anyone.

Even so, His Majesty the Emperor still chose a small city with a small scale to land. In addition, according to his instinct, this is the nearest town where the mermaid is located, so there is really no choice.For the sake of caution, he didn't even use the city's public spaceport, but landed in the wild with precise control, hiding the spaceship in a dense forest away from the urban area.

After Cang Qiong completed the scanning report on the surrounding environment, he returned to the space station without saying a word.

But Bi Fang was a bit reluctant to dawdle.As the special mecha of the Hebrew Marshal, it has visited many planets in the past hundred years. However, it still has a strong curiosity about the planets it has never been to.

Although it can pull relevant information from its information base, doing so and experiencing it for itself are two different things.

It turned into a cat, looked left and right, and said coyly: "Meow, I can perfectly disguise as a mechanical pet, can I not enter the space? I promise not to talk nonsense! Meow..."

It grabbed the Marshal's cuff and stuck it on the Marshal's arm, but it knew very well that the real decision-maker was His Majesty, so it didn't forget to wag its tail obsequiously at Gary when it spoke, and simply didn't remember that it was a cat now properties.

But its owner thought about it for a while, but didn't stop it.

"Just let it stay outside. It is easy to control any emergencies at any time." Another reason is that the Hebrew Marshal feels that although he does not know what will happen next, the two of them will join forces now. With a pet, the atmosphere is really like a family trip.Of course, it is indeed useful for Bi Fang to stay.

The marshal handed a certain animal-mimetic optical brain to Gary: "It probably prefers to follow you."

Gary doesn't really have much opinion on whether Bi Fang should stay or go back to SpaceNews.But as emotional awareness gradually recovered, some distressing little problems also surfaced, such as his tendency to fuzz control-a special fondness for certain furry animals has also gradually manifested, and it is almost irresistible.

When Adrian imagined the young emperor, he probably never imagined that on this point, he guessed right.

Now His Majesty the Emperor turned his head and met the round eyes of Bi Fang, who is now an animal mimic, and heard Bi Fang's soft 'meow', he couldn't help but reach out and touch it .

When he found out, Gary had already picked up Bi Fang.

Gary coughed twice, holding back the inexplicable thought of rubbing his face against his fur.He didn't have much resistance to Bi Fang's hairy appearance in the mimicry state, but when he thought of Bi Fang's lively personality and endless chattering thoughts, he immediately felt a headache.

Gary only struggled for a while, and Bi Fangmiao's cute idea finally slightly overcome Bi Fang's problem of talking too much.His Majesty the Emperor compromised and just reminded Bi Fang: "Don't talk..."

"...or turn off your voice system." The Hebrew Marshal took up the conversation without waiting for him to finish.Bi Fang meowed very cooperatively, and swished his tail back and forth forgetfully.

Gary: "..."

The person and the mecha in front of him seemed to be in a happy mood. If the Marshal had a tail behind him, His Majesty the Emperor would probably be shaking it non-stop.But apart from these, Gary still had a strange illusion, always feeling that the marshal and his mecha didn't really take his words to heart, and they completely treated him as a tourist.

Gary secretly made up his mind to find an opportunity to really turn off Bi Fang's voice system once, but on the one hand he couldn't care too much about such a trivial matter. He put Bi Fangmiao on his shoulder and put on the goggles depressingly.

The marshal also saw this point, took a hat, reached out and put it on Gary's head, and pulled the brim of the hat for him.Goggles cover his brows and eyes, and when he is covered by the brim of his hat, only half of Gary's face is exposed. The lines of his face are plump and his chin is delicate.

He was wearing a combat uniform without any markings, and he intentionally restrained his mental power to nothing. He looked young and small, a mercenary who couldn't be more ordinary, a beta, and a fledgling kind.

The Marshal is also dressed in the same way, but he looks much more stable and reliable than His Majesty the Emperor, like a veteran teaching a novice. This combination is actually very common in mercenary groups, and it doesn't look eye-catching at first glance.

The Marshal looked around at His Majesty the Emperor. For some reason, he wanted to laugh a little. He coughed hurriedly and said, "Let's go? According to the map, we will walk there now and arrive in about 10 minutes."

Gary let out a 'hmm', and heard the marshal say behind him: "...After getting what you ordered, it happened to be lunch time. There is a famous local species of sand rabbit, so why don't you try it?"

Gary couldn't bear it any longer, he held his forehead and said, "We're here to do business, not to eat and play, can we be more serious?"

"You have to eat while doing business. There is no conflict between the two. You can also pre-order meals to take away, which doesn't take too much time than preparing nutritional supplements. You don't have to be so serious. I know that business is important, but doing business is also important." There can be a more relaxed and pleasant way, such as..."

The Marshal shrugged his shoulders, and swallowed back the words that he regarded this trip as a date trip for two people—although he really thought so in his heart—only said vaguely: “For example, take a look at the scenery along the way, Taking a taste of sand rabbits along the way will not affect the overall situation, will it? Your Majesty, sometimes the small pleasures of life are found in these small experiments. Otherwise, even if Your Majesty has a high status, life would be very boring."

In the past 50 years of His Majesty's life, the emphasis was on efficiency. As for the so-called small pleasures, what the hell is that?Of course, his life experience has been very thrilling and exciting, but at that time he himself didn't feel much, and his temperament was completely uninterested in these trivial matters, and of course no one would deliberately correct his behavior Habit.Hearing what the Hebrew Marshal said at this moment, Gary felt that what he said was very reasonable, and he was completely unable to refute it.

He was speechless for a while in silence, and then he thought of himself.

This is thanks to the performance of the Hebrew Marshal in the past two days.

Where to go along the way, how to arrange the itinerary, the marshal did not question His Majesty's decision.But Gary is very clear that Hebrew is not without doubt that this trip can successfully achieve its goal. After all, there are hundreds of overseas experimental bases similar to those of several consortiums, and most of them are secret bases. coordinates, and there is no information showing which one of them they will send the mermaid to.

It was also difficult for Baigarui to explain his instinctive induction clearly, and he could only simply summarize it as intuition.He is sure, but there is no evidence, and intuition is a child's play in this situation.

All the actions of His Majesty the Marshal are not perfunctory at all.He didn't fully trust Gary's judgment, but he was still willing to go all out.But because of this, Gary finally felt something different about his performance.

Mingming felt that there was a high possibility of getting nothing, but just because he insisted on doing so, he tried his best to cooperate.To be honest, it is difficult for His Majesty the Emperor to understand this kind of behavior, but he finally realized... This probably represents the pursuit of the Hebrew Marshal?

His majesty's mind was in a mess, but he didn't seem to hate this kind of behavior.Moreover, the Hebrew marshal is indeed very serious when dealing with official affairs. Thinking about it this way, the marshal also wants to have as much fun as possible when doing business, it seems that it is not so completely unacceptable.Thinking about it further, what he said makes sense. The same thing is done, and there are ways to make yourself happier. It seems that the choice that normal people will make is how to be happy and how to do it?

Gary had a lot of thoughts in his mind. From Heber's point of view, he just lost his mind for a while with a blank face, and then his strange expression eased down. He even showed a little smile at the corner of his mouth rarely, He nodded and said, "Okay."

His attitude changed to be very straightforward, but the marshal didn't expect it, and he shook his head slightly.

His Majesty the Emperor took two steps and released the sky from the space.

The sky changed according to his will, and when it landed on all fours, it was no longer in the shape of a metal mecha.

This command obviously caught the sky by surprise. It opened its mouth and wanted to ask, but the voice it made was: "Woof?!"

The Marshal and Bi Fang were speechless for a moment.

Gary put Bi Fangmiao on Cang Qiong's head and said, "Kang Qiong, this shape suits you quite well."

Sky didn't think so at all, it obviously couldn't adapt to its current mimicry, and walked forward silently with its head down.Bi Fang squatted on its head and looked left and right. It wanted to jump back on His Majesty's shoulders, but it was a bit reluctant to part with the sky, but in the end it didn't do so, and comforted the sky in a low voice, saying: "...don't be upset. You still look like a male god. Believe my vision as a high-level mecha, even if you are a mimic, you are still a handsome dog, handsome in capital letters! At least, His Majesty did not let you become a Erha..."

Cang Qiong didn't feel comforted at all, and became even more depressed.

His Majesty the Emperor even made slight modifications to the virtual state of Bi Fang and Cang Qiong in this moment, making their fur look more real and soft, almost the same as real animals just by naked eye observation.Gary said, "Don't talk, or..."

This time he really turned off Bi Fang's voice system, and although Cang Qiong can still communicate with his master clearly and smoothly in the spiritual link, but in reality, he finds that he can only bark when he opens his mouth. I don't want to talk anymore.

But Gary seemed very satisfied. He reached out and touched the fur of the two, and said, "...I have long wanted to raise a dog. When I go back this time, I will get one to raise, just like you."

He obviously liked cats very much before, but unexpectedly he said that he wanted to keep a dog, but the marshal reacted quickly and immediately said, "May I give you one?"

It is very easy for His Majesty the Emperor to raise a dog. No matter the coat color, shape or temperament, no matter how precious the breed is, he is free to choose.However, Gary didn't object to the marshal's kindness. He didn't say anything, but he didn't express his rejection either.He walked briskly, and the corners of his mouth were always slightly upturned. He temporarily let go of the anxiety of many days, and his mood was inexplicably happy.

The marshal would of course prefer to see the lively Emperor, he was much harder to deal with than when he had nothing to desire, but he actually smiled more than before, showing that he should be full of vitality at his age, and more There is a sense of reality.Heber always finds it very interesting to see him like this. Thinking that only he can feel his own emotions, there will always be a lot of opportunities to keep people warm if he develops like this. Step forward and walk alongside him.

Compared with the metropolises of the interstellar era, this town is really not big, but the population is relatively more concentrated, and there are not many people, of which mercenaries account for most of them. They are dressed in combat uniforms and cover most of their faces. Not very unusual.

Gary got the things he ordered in advance, including some camouflage materials, adjusted the appearance of the two, and was obviously relieved.

In fact, his appearance is handsome and handsome, and his medium and thin body shape is closer to a beta. He is not outstanding among alphas who are masculine and masculine, both in appearance and personality. Very few, but the faces of the previous emperors of Laicant are quite similar, and it is difficult to guarantee that they will never be recognized.

The Hebrew Marshal, who has been famous for nearly a hundred years, is much more flamboyant than Gary in terms of style and qualifications, and the risk of his face being recognized is more than two times higher than that of His Majesty the Emperor.

No matter who of the two of them was discovered, it would be a very troublesome matter.

Hebrew let His Majesty apply a layer of artificial free muscle on his face, slightly changed the contour of the face, and put on a shallow beard.For himself, he used a potion to change the color of his eyes and modified the shape of his eyebrows. It didn't change much, but it looked like a different person—according to the photos on the two forged documents—made by His Majesty the Emperor. When doing these things, they look decent, and the techniques are actually quite skillful.

The Marshal lowered his head slightly, watching His Majesty the Emperor pursing his lips slightly, doing these things with a serious face.After watching for a while, I laughed for no reason.

Halfway through the laugh, there was a sudden pain in the jaw.

"What are you laughing at?" Gary was puzzled, pulled off the fake beard he had just put on, and said with a wooden face, "Don't move, it's crooked."

The marshal had no choice but to let it be manipulated quietly, and said for a long time: "... If you want to take it down, don't you need to use a special potion?"

Gary's voice was still very flat, but the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned: "I just learned the technology on the way here, sorry, I don't know so much."

He Hebrew didn't really believe this, but he had no choice but to say nothing. After a while, he couldn't help but look at Gary out of the corner of his eyes, thinking that he could make His Majesty the Emperor personally disguise himself, and inexplicably raised a wave of anger. The happiness of being in love feels like it's okay even if Gary did it on purpose.

Gary didn't know that he thought so much, and quickly finished the work at hand. He took a closer look at Hebrew with his ID, and felt that there was no flaw, so he flushed the remaining materials into the sewer.

The two rented an aircraft with their two pets, and stopped by to buy sand rabbits as rations.Then they went to the mercenary club in the city, and Gary prepared to accept a simple task with their fake identities.

He is completely familiar with doing these things, even if the documents are disguised, he has not encountered any trouble. When he went to go through the formalities, Hebrew just wandered around in the lobby and looked at it on the self-service brain in the lobby. Recently posted mission log.

After a while, Gary joined him in the lobby, and the two of them got out of the clubhouse and got into the aircraft. Gary shared the task he received with Hebrew, and explained: "If there is an emergency, There is an identity to cover up."

"...It's all up to you." Heber said, took out the rabbit meat from the bag, picked it up and fed a piece to Gary: "Is it delicious?"

Gary wanted to discuss the next plan with him, but when he opened his mouth and was fed a mouthful of rabbit meat, he was speechless for a while, and nodded slightly with his eyes squinted.

Hebrew eagerly wanted to feed again, but Gary shook his head to express his refusal, so he had to give up resentfully and drove the aircraft out of the city.Although the aircraft is relatively old, it is undoubtedly countless times faster than their walking speed. After a while, the portholes are surrounded by vast jungles, and there is no sign of human development.