It's better to soak you in instant noodles [Quick Transmigration]

The stars above the head shine in the Milky Way, and the rays of light fall on the planet Lambda where the Yong'an Tribe is located. This land is fertile and breeds the most productive food in the interstellar. Not only that, even the berries and vegetables are sweet and juicy .

As early as 230 years ago, the planet Lambda was recognized by scientists as the most suitable planet for human habitation in the interstellar year, while the planet Yibuxilong where the four major tribes were located was even worse.

However, the soil on Planet Xilong is the red soil that most repells plant growth. If that’s all, it’s fine. The rivers on it have always been in a state of lack of abundance. After hundreds of years of precipitation, this planet has finally slowed down under the care of people. Slowly transform, and start to become vibrant.

This is a very distressing situation. It is not that the four major tribes do not want to choose other planets as their bases, but that once a planet is detected to be suitable for survival, it will be occupied by the nobles of Yong'an.

Many planets are even named by the nobles of the Yong'an tribe. In fact, a noble general like Arnold naturally has a planet of his own, but I heard that Arnold is not interested in this kind of thing and has never visited it once. His own planet has always been occupied in name only.

The reality is always cruel. The living environment of the four major tribes can only support one side of the people after a long period of care, not to mention other small tribes that are inconspicuous.

However, the high-level executives of the Yong'an tribe can move their fingers, drive the aircraft, lead a fully equipped team, jump through the wormhole, and reach the blue sky and clear water they want.

Meng Yile didn't have time to think too much, he walked through the crowd expressionlessly, using the most standard marching pace, neither fast nor slow, and walked towards Commander Yong'an standing on the rostrum with his eyes ahead.

The sun was shining on the rostrum, but the wide eaves firmly guarded the commander and all the soldiers, ruthlessly shutting out the light of the stars. Meng Yile walked over and stood in front of the chairman. He took off his hands respectfully. The military cap leaned over it slightly.

"Commander, Langdon from the Four Tribes brings you the most sincere greetings, please accept my salute."

The commander accepted Langdon's luggage with a warm smile on his lips, "Admiral Langdon, on behalf of the people of the Yong'an tribe, I welcome you. I hope you can spend the next three weeks happily."

Langdon looked straight at the powerful but kind commander, and suddenly thought of his father. Realizing his distraction, he quickly withdrew his thoughts, opened his thin lips lightly, and responded, "Of course, Yong'an The people here are warm and generous.”

The Yong'an people who heard this response through the live broadcast once again fell into a frantic cry: "Admiral Landon, we love you!!!"

The young general seemed to have sensed something, he turned his head to the camera and nodded slightly, his eyes lightly closed and looked at the ground. This was a cold and indifferent response, but it was sincere and serious.

Because all of them noticed one thing—Admiral Langdon's ears were very red.

This contrasting cute general Landon outlined the innocence and sincerity, and the crowd gasped in surprise, each of them clutching their chests and looking at each other, as if they couldn't believe that this general, who has always been sought after by people, is so cute!

"He just melted my heart. I felt like I was back in my girlhood and fell in love!"

"It's so cute, I want to take him home, lock him in the house and let him take off his clothes and go to the kitchen to cook... Even if his face turns red, I won't soften my heart, I promise!"

"Oh oh oh you vicious woman! If it were me, I wouldn't, I want to put the most delicious dessert in the world in front of him, watch him swallow it bit by bit, and then lick and kiss my fingertips! A bit None left!"

"I can't stand you women!"

"Also talk about us, look at the group of men around, they are almost turning into wolves! Their eyes are green, okay?"

432 opened his mouth wide, with a look of surprise on his face: 【Oh my God! ! ! 】

Meng Yile: [Oh no!Why am I not a straight man, I am willing to die for the passionate and straightforward women! 】

432 looked disgusted, curled his lips: [Oh my God...]

Meng Yile: [Your two tone of voice is so different, don't think I can't hear it. 】

432 Spreading hands: [Oh my God. 】

Omg your sister! ! !

Meng Yile felt a chill down his spine, he turned his head to look at the person beside the commander, only then did he realize that this star war god who was feared on the battlefield was actually so close to him at this moment.Because he was thinking about some messy things, he never found out.

After the young admiral and the commander finished communicating on behalf of the tribe, they all stood on the rostrum to watch the military parade in the square.A series of advanced aircraft slowly slid past in front of them. Some of them ran slowly on the ground, and some flew into the air to form a neat square formation.

Next is the battleship. The huge battleship can accommodate hundreds or even thousands of soldiers, and some can even accept a few small aircraft. Their speed is too fast. If they fly, they will disappear into the air in the blink of an eye. Move forward little by little on the ground. ,

Then there are arks, warships, spaceships, and a phalanx of soldiers holding the latest laser guns...

Meng Yile watched carefully, his face was still expressionless, his eyes were cold and unmoving, like a frozen deep sea canyon.In his heart, he secretly lamented Yong'an's strength.

But actually...

Meng Yile: [West Grass is very spectacular, but can it end quickly, so many cameras are facing me, so tired...]

432: [Are you a man or not? 】

Meng Yile: [How about taking off your pants and checking them for you? 】

432: [Okay. 】

Meng Yile: [...perverted. 】

432: [Blame me? ! 】

Meng Yile: [Being a public figure is too tiring, I feel like my face is stiff. 】

432 relentlessly counterattacked: [You don't have to laugh, you just need to keep an iceberg face, dumb fart? 】

Wocao, it seems very reasonable.

After 10 minutes, Meng Yile suddenly realized and found the reason.

Meng Yile: [Say what you just said again! 】

432: [Stiff fart? 】

Well, that's short and to the point.

Meng Yile: 【I fought till dawn last night and didn't sleep until dawn. I woke up early this morning. You don't give me overtime pay, and you don't give me a high standard. I can't be stiff by myself? !Are there human rights? 】

432 smirked and applauded Meng Yile: 【Sneak to nowhere. 】

Meng Yile: 【You look like you're smiling, you're very domineering CEO. 】

432: [I want you to go bankrupt without having to wait until the weather cools down. 】

Meng Yile: [Farewell, old goblin, you know I love you the most, thank you for giving me a handsome and rich identity in every world, shyly throwing you a hundred roses~]

432, which is extremely easy to be bribed: It's okay.

As a result, the young general, who was severely underrested, felt a little top-heavy as if he had a cold in the cold autumn wind.He supported himself with all his strength, years of self-discipline required him to be perfect in everything, and he would never allow himself to fall down in such a grand military parade.

So Meng Yile tightened his thin lips until they formed a straight line, resisting the cold sweat dripping down his back and forehead, and pushed through silently.

Two hours later, the commander sat on the aircraft and patrolled, and Meng Yile could take a stand. He shook his legs and gritted his teeth and walked onto the aircraft. His ears seemed to be stuffed with cotton, and he couldn't hear anything. , I just feel that everything is far away.

So the commander's sentence: "In the next three weeks, I hope Admiral Arnold and Admiral Langdon will have a happy cooperation." Naturally, Meng Yile didn't hear it.

He sat slumped on the back seat of the aircraft, feeling the flu virus pouring down like a mountain, fastened his seat belt on himself, and then fell into a deep sleep with peace of mind, but within a quarter of an hour, he was awakened again by some movement.

Meng Yile vaguely felt that there was someone more around him, with the smell he was familiar with and yearning for, and he was inexplicably relieved. The desire to get closer made him obey his instinct, so the young general raised his arms and wanted to hug him. Live each other.

But his body seemed to be caught by something, unable to move, he tried his best to stretch out his arms but couldn't reach it.

Meng Yile, who had been weakened by the cold for a long time, smiled bleakly. Even in his dream, that person was the other shore that he could never reach.

In a daze, the young general remembered a book he had read when he was bored while marching, and there was a sentence written on it:

My love is separated by mountains and seas, and mountains and seas cannot be leveled.

I opened my eyes wide and looked at your back, but you couldn't feel it at all, you just walked away step by step.

When he was young and arrogant, Meng Yile didn't think that the mountains and seas could not be flattened, so he was not flattened, and he just took the initiative to cross the mountains and seas. Anyway, he was No.1 in the army in every physical fitness test. He studied so hard, that is I hope I can win No.1 in every competition.

But when he really started to try to cross the mountains and seas, Meng Yile discovered that the mountains and seas are not only unlevelable, but also seem to have a will of their own, moving, deepening and widening, becoming full of thorns, becoming The road is rough.

It became bloody from his wounds, but there was nothing to say, so he could only keep silent while lowering his head to bandage his wounds, while thinking about how to adjust his strategy so that he could move forward in the next mountain crossing.

At that time, he seemed to be really not afraid of anything. He didn't want to think about it now, but after 7 years, he was afraid, and he didn't dare to try anything again.

Just letting go of the opponent who was about to die from shock seemed to have exhausted his courage all his life.

Meng Yile thought to himself: He is really becoming more and more impure, this secret love, this belief, is also dirty.

No wonder he stretched his arms to reach the other party but couldn't reach him, that person must also be looking down on his secret love.

affim.

But what to do, he didn't want to change either, from the beginning to the end, from the beginning to the end, he didn't want to.

But why does he always feel that there are a pair of big hands behind him pushing him, forcing him to make the most rational and correct decision, and then watching himself put on the blood color little by little, holding the long cold weapon, and slowly put that Brave and unyielding, he tore himself to pieces.

Just like his father said, he only considers the overall situation.

So nothing else needs to be considered.

This is especially true for family love, let alone an unrequited love.

And inside the aircraft, Xi Le in the driver's seat looked at Meng Yile who was reaching out to hug his admiral in the back seat: ...

Arnold looked at the two arms stretched towards him: ...

The author has something to say: Meng Yile: I want a hug.

Arnold: ...

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