Brilliant Time [Interstellar]

"What's the matter with this person!?"

To outsiders, it may seem that the two pets looked at the visitor curiously and vigilantly, but in fact, Bi Fang had already turned the table angrily in the communication channel: "Ah, such a good atmosphere has been destroyed! No more marriage proposals! No more babes! No more baby! How disgusting! I really want to blast him into outer space with a particle cannon! What the hell is this guy doing here!"

"It's the guy from the mercenary team we met earlier. I've noticed him a long time ago. He appeared at 27:10 p.m. interstellar time and walked back and forth within ten meters six times in three to ten minutes During this period, I have been trying to peep in the direction of His Majesty, and the purpose cannot be judged for the time being. However, according to the current data, the target is 60.00% suspicious, and it is listed as the primary monitoring target at present." Cang Qiong arched his body and made a stretching movement, shaking his head Get up and stare at the person coming.It finally found a chance to post a long commentary data amidst Bi Fang’s chatter, and it actually had a poignant sense of accomplishment, and couldn’t help expressing its concern for Bi Fang: “You always know that watching soap operas is pink Soap bubbles. Sooner or later your logical system will be clogged with soap bubbles."

"Is he an enemy? Then I can justifiably blast him into outer space." Bi Fang ignored the matter about the pink bubble. "With a brave and capable little mech like me, I will definitely not let anyone's plot succeed. I promise to make His Majesty look at the master with admiration!"

"...the behavior and purpose of the suspicious target cannot be judged for the time being, and further observations are needed." Sky reminded it again, and he really couldn't understand how Bi Fang came to the conclusion that his mecha's bravery and ability could make His Majesty admire the Hebrew Marshal of this conclusion.

But there is one thing that it agrees with Bi Fang very much - as a 3s level mecha with high loyalty and confidence in its combat power, it must put an end to all conspiracies against its master.There are actually not many such opportunities, because Gary can handle most of the troubles by himself, but Gary's condition is not very good today, so it must finally be the time for him to try his best to express himself.

The two mechas were gearing up for battle, waiting for the opponent to reveal his true colors before striking out with a thunderbolt.Their private communication uses a virtual data stream, and it doesn't really take long.

And that alpha had just walked to the deck at this time.The expression of the young military intern was a little embarrassed and bewildered, but it seemed that there was some mysterious force in front of him affecting him, which made him walk over unswervingly in the end.

Unlike the two mechas that were ready to go, neither the marshal nor His Majesty thought that this young man had any malicious intentions—although his sudden approach seemed a bit abrupt.

This military cadet is obviously not a very outgoing and enthusiastic person at ordinary times, which is well illustrated by his rapidly flushed face, and when he found Gary's gaze on him, the range of blush quickly extended to his neck and The ears spread over.When he finally came to Gary, it was as if he had just been punished by the instructor to run twenty laps of the playground. He felt short of breath and his heart beat faster, and his ears were so red that he could bleed immediately.

Information belonging to alpha diffuses shallowly in the air.

In a crowded place like a restaurant, although the central air conditioner and air purification system have worked diligently, there is still an unavoidable smell of pheromones.But maybe because the young man got too close suddenly, and the Marshal had a certain sense of territory towards Gary, he seemed a little more present.

Hebrew didn't care too much, the young man's breath was still young, and he couldn't make a mature and powerful alpha like the marshal feel threatened at all.And because of his status as a military student, Hebrew strangely has a comforting attitude when an old-timer looks at a junior.

If the other person is just trying to return the picked fruit—even though it is not necessary—Hebrew is willing to treat him kindly.

The military cadet's young face was full of tension that could not be concealed even though he was trying to be calm. He hurriedly looked at Hebrew and Gary, and his gaze stayed on Gary for a longer time, but he didn't wait until it was too late. Displeased with this, he lowered his head and looked away.But the part of his neck that was exposed outside his clothes seemed to be redder, almost reminiscent of boiled prawns.

Hebrew was baffled, and couldn't see what was wrong with him, so he exchanged glances with Gary.His Majesty the Emperor's extremely lacking experience in interpersonal communication certainly cannot judge the true purpose of this alpha.However, he maintained a calm and calm appearance with the expressionless face he was always good at and the social etiquette he knew, so as to cover up his equally bewildered heart.

When Gary met Hebrew's gaze, he suddenly realized something, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, exchanging a tacit and tacit smile.

The young military cadet kept his head down and didn't see this scene. He carefully put the fruit on the table and stammered, "I, I picked the fruit back for you, just, just put it on the table. Is it okay here?"

In terms of real age, he may be a few years older than the overly young Emperor, but the mental state of the two is obviously not on the same level, and Gary feels that his state is like making A certain common pet that behaves and then expects praise from its owner.

Gary involuntarily glanced at the canine-shaped sky, made a simple comparison between the two, and then quickly dismissed the idea of ​​rewarding a bone.

Because of this thought, he couldn't help but put a smile on his voice, and nodded while maintaining the politeness and alienation that should be given to strangers: "Thank you."

With a little effort and thanks, according to the normal painting style, the alpha can then turn around and leave.

But he became more excited after hearing Gary's thanks, and he stood at attention and gave a military salute: "Hi, hello! I'm Abby, nice to meet you!"

Gary's first reaction was that he recognized him, but then he thought that he had changed his appearance now. Gary was confident that even Adrian, who could imagine his youthful appearance, might not be able to recognize him, let alone There are probably not many people in the galaxy with such eccentric skills as Adrian, and he put down his hand that was raised to touch his face, and continued to say indifferently with a blank face: "Hello."

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not a bad person." Abby also realized that she was acting abruptly, and she put her hand down embarrassingly under Heber's crazy eyes.But he still refused to give up, and continued to stammer and try to explain: "When I saw you, I felt very familiar. Please, have we met somewhere before?"

Cang Qiong has lowered his hostility, while Bi Fang was dumbfounded: This, isn't this the most old-fashioned way to strike up a conversation in the legend?etc!His Majesty the Emperor was accosted by an alpha other than Marshal?How can this be!The marshal can bear it, but even the little mech of the marshal can't bear it!

Bi Fang immediately let out a 'meow', and nimbly jumped onto the table. A thin metal blade with reduced sharpness was quickly formed on its data-mimetic cat paws, intending not to kill this daring alpha If you cut off an arm and a foot, you have to scratch his skin to pieces!To let him know that striking up a conversation without looking at the person is going to pay a painful price that will never be forgotten!

But before it had time to stretch out its claws, it slipped as if it hadn't stood still, wobbled and fell, and spread out into a ball of hair on the table.

Bi Fang, who felt that he had lost a big opportunity: "..." Boom...

Of course, this was not what Bi Fang wanted.Gary used to travel with the mercenary group in the universe for many years. Although he has been to many places, he has never met his cold and unreasonable personality. What a chance to be approached.

At this time, His Majesty the Emperor was stunned for two seconds before he came back to his senses. He only felt that the taste was very novel, and he was stupefied and wanted to laugh, but at least he had time to give an order to stop it before Bi Fang showed off his power.

He quickly grabbed Bi Fang off the table to prevent it from making any surprising moves, and also to avoid people seeing that it was different from a real pet.

But Gary was obviously overthinking, Abby never took his attention away from him, completely ignoring Bi Fang.

Gary had no choice but to shake his head with a wooden face: "Sorry, I promise you have never seen me." Of course Gary has seen him--in the video message sent back from the mecha.

Hebrew suddenly asked, "Is there anything else?"

At this moment, the marshal has no mood to care for the younger generation at all.His tone was calm and indifferent, conveying his unwelcome message to Abby with an indifferent attitude.The marshal's advantage as a mature and powerful alpha is undoubtedly revealed at this moment. When he doesn't restrain himself, that fierce aura is enough to make the young and immature alpha on the opposite side feel like a little white rabbit who accidentally broke into the territory of a beast. Fear from the bottom of my heart.

Abby did feel her calves starting to shake uncontrollably.His biological instinct told him that all the actions he was doing now were against his usual style of doing things, and it was undoubtedly the most appropriate choice to get up and leave.

But another kind of inexplicable emotion completely overriding his instinct was controlling him, the sudden throbbing from the depths of his soul, as if some kind of deep inspiration, guiding him to finally find the person in front of him.Even if Gary looks so ugly at this time, it may be of unknown origin - most of the people who appear in this kind of place are smugglers, and their status is generally not too high.Abby doesn't know anything about him, not even his name, but Abby still feels that as long as the other party needs it, he can dedicate everything to it, even including his own life.

This kind of thinking is crazy and irrational, but it is now appearing in Abby's mind very real, clamoring for absolute surrender and obedience.

The poor little alpha military cadet who has never been in love, never seen the world, and even omega has never met a few times is still a little naive, and still believes in the existence of such a thing as love at first sight.Abby questioned himself and then came to a wrong conclusion, thinking that if his feelings at this moment are not called xx, then he will never have to look forward to a happy marriage in his life.

So Abby insisted on resisting the aura from a certain powerful alpha who should not be approached by strangers, and continued to stammer to Gary: "Although I know it's presumptuous to do so, please, can you tell me your name? Can I leave a communication number? Can I, can I be friends with you? I, I feel very hit-to-earth when I see you..."

Now even His Majesty the Emperor couldn't turn a blind eye to the air-conditioning from His Excellency the Marshal.And Bi Fangmiao began to yell "Meow, Meow, Meow" under his palm, constantly expressing his desire to regain freedom.Of course, what it wants to do after regaining its freedom is completely self-evident.

"Since you know how to be presumptuous, you shouldn't ask more questions." Before Gary could respond, Hebrew had already opened his mouth.He glanced at Abby indifferently, and his tall and straight figure brought a powerful coercion that seemed to be condescending.

In front of his imposing manner, Abby tried her best to straighten her shoulders, but in fact he still had to be like a poor little quail, and at the same time was choked speechless by Hebrew's blunt words.

Hebrew refused to let it go, and continued to mock: "Your malicious thoughts are almost written on your face, what do you want to do?"

Gary couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and looked at the marshal calmly. He really didn't understand that Abby's request for a contact information and wanting to make friends was called 'what's the matter'.And he felt that the marshal had always written a certain thought on his face, and never concealed it in front of him.Now in turn, when he accuses others for this reason, he is actually sounding righteous.

The other party's request was very abrupt, but it was not a big deal, and with Gary's way of thinking beyond ordinary people, he would not feel offended.To be honest, he is not good at this kind of non-formula interpersonal communication, and the way of getting along with Hebrew is already a special case.

Seeing that Abby was blushing and speechless, facing Hebrew's strong physical suppression but not escaping in a panic, Gary suddenly thought of something, and said to Abby without hesitation: "Leave your communication number behind!" , I will contact you later, now, you leave immediately." If you don't leave, it is very likely that Hebrew will beat someone, although Gary doesn't understand why he wants to beat someone.

And Abby obediently complied.

"Don't worry about it. He didn't do anything, why do you seem to have a grudge against him?" Gary said to Heber helplessly, while letting go of Bifang, and let it slap Abby twice. The sticky note used to record the communication number was torn to powder.

Seeing that he didn't stop Bi Fang, Hebrew felt a little better.But in the face of Gary's question, he just sat in silence, without saying a word.I thought to myself what is this, I am still being polite.If Abby's strike-up partner is an omega today, any alpha in the Hebrew position will definitely ask Abby to crawl out of the restaurant sideways today.

However, this kind of aplha's behavior of eliminating competitors as much as possible when chasing a partner is not expected to be understood by Gary.

Gary didn't continue to ask further questions. He thought for a while, but took the initiative to explain to Hebrew: "I just discovered that he is of a bloodline, and the blood concentration is not high. His behavior may be because of this. Affected a bit, that... bloodline suppression?"

This is quite reasonable, as we all know that the alpha soldiers of the bloodline have an unimaginable loyalty and yearning for the bloodline of Lycente.

Hebrew nodded in understanding, but frowned slightly: "...his performance was too out of control, as if he was stimulated by something. I can understand the blood connection, but other bloodlines are not as impulsive as him. Wait, I remember, the last time was shortly after you burned..."

Gary's memory is amazing, and he immediately recalled the scene at that time. It is said that under the influence of some kind of mental fluctuation of his, a marriage that swept the entire empire was achieved.Coupled with the fact that the news that His Majesty the Emperor wanted to choose a mate leaked inside the parliament, Gary received a lot of strange confessions and holographic projections of marriage proposals that profoundly explained why the alphas in the military could not find an omega partner the next day. Video, I still have a fresh memory of a certain man's hula dance.

That time, it was just a farce caused by a few high-ranking generals at the top of the bloodline pyramid, but this time, even a bloodline like Abby, who is not too high, dared to strike up a conversation in front of him?

"Again?" Gary couldn't help the bitterness at the corner of his mouth, he could feel that there were only two bloodlines in the space station, one he had already met, and the other he didn't want to see at all.

Thinking of the hordes of bloodline alphas in the military department, His Majesty the Emperor felt the resistance called shrinking for the first time in his life, and felt the urge to grant himself another year or a half of leave.