Brilliant Time [Interstellar]

Xia Zuo poked his head in the far corridor, and saw the Hebrew marshal strode out of His Majesty's drawing room,

Xia Zuo hurriedly followed, and asked cautiously: "Marshal, what happened just now?" Although Gary quickly restrained his pheromones, the breath that was revealed at that moment still permeated the entire mansion. The staff have all experienced a baptism of tyranny.

Xia Zuo's face has not completely calmed down until now, but as the captain of His Majesty's personal guard, he is resolutely loyal to his duty at this moment - he still feels a little weak at the thought of going to see His Majesty, but it is still feasible to ask the marshal first.

The Imperial Marshal, who was full of grief and vicissitudes on his face, refused to answer this question in detail. His severely wounded heart even avoided communicating with His Majesty on any issues within today.Gary Rycent tried to make amends in the end, even though he didn't know why - His Majesty the Emperor still struggled to show the greatest sincerity he could with his calm and indifferent face.

What could be better than being an alpha who will die alone after many years of being single, and finally waits for the person of his destiny to appear, only to find that he is completely suppressed by the other party so that he can't even move a finger. What is more infuriating and shocking to say 'I am stronger than you' with a sincere face?

So even though the two sides have not yet reached a consensus on this matter, the Marshal of the Empire still left the sentence of "reconsider", and resolutely left regardless of His Majesty's persuasion.The marshal is not an alpha who will give up just now, but he needs some time to calm down and think about countermeasures.At least, the Marshal cheered himself up optimistically. When your Majesty the Emperor really changes your physique, you must not be so arrogant! ……Bar?

Facing Xia Zuo's questioning, the restless Marshal just absently left a sentence saying nothing. He was going to walk away, but he remembered something in the middle of the walk, stopped and turned around, raised his hand and threw something towards Xia Zuo. past.

The thing that was thrown over was the miniature brain that the Marshal forcibly took away from Xia Zuo before. Xia Zuo checked it quickly, and found that the photos about His Majesty had disappeared—he hadn’t had time yet. back up!

The marshal ordered nonchalantly: "I have discussed with His Majesty that Adrian is not qualified enough, and it is not appropriate to promote him now. He still needs to be tempered and tested. Look at any remote and difficult positions, let him go to exercise A few years. I will be responsible for this matter in the future, and there is no need to inform His Majesty again."

This is actually a very insignificant matter. Every year, more or less soldiers will stand out through selection, break away from the original system and enter special teams for training, as a reserve force for an important military plan.The only thing that is special about Adrian is that his family goes back several generations, and there is no gene of any bloodline mixed in it-the bloodline is the human beings who have received the genetic modification agent of Lycent's bloodline and their descendants. Collectively, the physical fitness and mental strength of this type of people are far superior to ordinary people, and they constitute the most outstanding elite group in the empire. Even their offspring have a much higher probability of possessing supernormal abilities than those who have not received genetic modification. much.

And Adrian is an ordinary person who accidentally passed the selection for the first time in several years.But his mental strength is at the middle-low level among the candidates this time. Although he is an ordinary person, it is surprising, but in fact he is like that, and he is not worthy of His Majesty's attention or even discussing with the Marshal.

Xia Zuo was slightly taken aback.

The marshal raised his chin coldly at him: "What questions do you have about this disposal?"

The marshal of the empire was born in an ordinary class, and also did not belong to the blood line. He has come to this day with more than a hundred years of military exploits and opportunities.Perhaps seeing Adrian made him feel pity for the same kind, and it is reasonable to want to support him.Xia Zuo figured this out presumptuously, and quickly shook his head: "Report to Marshal, there is no doubt."

The Marshal's depressed mood slightly improved, he showed a satisfied smile to Xia Zuo, nodded, turned and left.This kind of guy who has strange thoughts about His Majesty the Emperor, of course, the farther the better, the better.

The Marshal was stopped by Bazel on his way to the tarmac.He was obviously also affected by His Majesty's pheromones. Bazel, as a researcher engaged in civilian work, is even worse than Xia Zuo and other professional soldiers.

He was a little shaky when he walked at this moment, and his face was basically as white as paper, making one suspect that he would faint in the next moment.

Bazel showed a pitiful wry smile at the marshal: "My assistant left in a hurry, can you give me a ride and give me a ride?"

It wasn't until he drank a cup of hot cocoa that Bazel's complexion improved slightly.After asking him if he needed another cup, Hebrew refilled him with a cup of hot water, and sat down opposite Bazel in silence.

Occasionally, the aircraft's automatic navigation system made a slight beep sound, breaking the somewhat eerie silence.

Holding the cup of hot water in his hand, Bazel carefully looked at the marshal who looked very troubled.Although he was very curious about what happened just now, his rationality stopped him from asking.

Classmates and classmates are almost the most common interpersonal relationships in the military. Bazel and the marshal are also old acquaintances. They were classmates for a short year as early as their teenage years. Later, Bazel quit the military academy and changed to study medicine.If it weren't for the series of accidents and coincidences that followed, the two probably wouldn't have any intersections again.But even so, the two of them can't talk about a deep friendship now, they can't be counted as close friends, and they are more familiar than ordinary friends.

Such a relationship is obviously not suitable for getting to the bottom of it, and Hebrew will not confess to satisfy Bazel's curiosity.

But the first person who couldn't breathe was the marshal.

Although he and Bazel were the only two people in the aircraft, he still instinctively lowered his voice and said, "Are you sure His Majesty is an alpha, not a beta or omega?"

It took Bazel a while to realize what he had heard, and when he trembled, he splashed hot water on the back of his hand, and hurriedly wiped it off.He lost his composure and yelled loudly: "Of course His Majesty is an alpha, and he is undoubtedly the fiercest and most powerful alpha in the entire empire! Why do you think so?"

Hebrew: "..." Although His Majesty Gary just confirmed this to him with bloody facts, Hebrew still felt that he was stabbed again by Bazel.