Fake hair balls as undercover

In any case, Al agrees to Dre's company, so he's a temporary guest on the Chuck.

When Moss began to think about whether to give the noble lord a folding bed, Drey explained: "Cadamon is a species that rarely needs sleep. You don't need to take care of me."

Unexpectedly, he still insisted that he was a Kadamon at this time. Moss was obviously helpless, "Yes, I know it well, but before you change into a beast, Al won't believe it."

Drey doesn't mind this, his goal of getting close to Al has been preliminarily achieved, and the rest depends on wisdom rather than animal state.He said: "You can take it as if you have rented a Suter Bella guide. It is fully automatic and does not need to be charged, and it also has a driving function."

"A few minutes ago, you said that you didn't have a driver's license." Moss ruthlessly turned over old accounts.

"It's just a white lie." Del Rey wasn't surprised to face such a face-to-face exposure, "I have a Freedom Federation A license, a Funk Empire Class III driver's license, and I personally operated the night rose, so you are completely Don't worry I'm going to damage this commercial ship."

Moss shrugged and said, "You know, even if it's a white lie, Al doesn't like being lied to."

"Thanks for the help." Dre sat on the only dining table in the spaceship, not treating himself as an outsider at all, "Go and work, I will watch the flight path."

Moss was not busy at all. He sat across the table and said idly, "Otherwise, let me talk to you about Al."

The spaceship journey is boring, but Moss's chatter makes the boring trip... full of jealousy.

"Al especially likes fragrant fruit, Seablue Star does not have such a thing, and he has also studied how to transplant it."

"When the cub was in the animal state, he didn't want others to touch him without permission. You must know that Al had a bad temper since he was a child."

"No, he doesn't often turn into a beast. I remember the last time there was a little milk cat at home, and Al went to sleep with the milk cat, playing rogue."

Of course Dre knew about milk cats, but he didn't know that Al was willing to sleep with Coco in a beast form. His intangible ostentation.

"By the way, is it true that you said to rectify the black market?" Moss felt that it was almost a heart-to-heart talk, and finally cut to the point.

"Really." Del Rey couldn't help listing the plan and timetable, and conducted in-depth research and discussions with the Lion Royal Family next door. Whether it can be implemented depends on Al's ideas.

But now, Al has not asked, and his attitude is a little strange to avoid.Drey attributed this abnormality to Wei Liang.

Tumenti's murder was enough to worry Al for a long time, and Drey didn't want his immature plan to add more trouble to Al.

For a rare beast who has only grown up for more than 20 years, Al is still too young.

"Maybe I should wait until the black market starts to work before I talk to Al about the details," he said.

Dre's adaptability is very strong, he stood up, turned around, opened the refrigerator, and took out Al's favorite.

When Moss saw that he took out the fragrant fruit and washed it, he even brought out a plate.

"I thought you wouldn't do such a thing."

After all, with the status of the Dark Emperor, he doesn't need to do anything himself. Although he only takes a butler with him when he goes out, his butler seems to be omnipotent.

"I'm not disabled, and a lot of the time, I prefer to be alone," Del Rey said.

For example, he climbed into the deserted planet to sleep, and flew to the distant interstellar to stretch his muscles and bones. Recalling the past is not a long time, and it did not make him forget the basic survival skills.

Moss watched Drey peel the fragrant fruit with his eyes full of novelty.

This kind of fruit is easy to peel, you only need to tear off the thick outer skin, and inside is the flesh wrapped in a white film. There is a slight jerky feeling, but it does not affect the overall taste of Xiangguo.

However, Moss found that Dre was very particular, and he actually tore it off one by one patiently, as if he was very careful about the taste of the ingredients.

Moss has always entrusted the peeler to do this kind of thing that challenges the limit of endurance. Anyway, the fragrant fruits that are processed in the end are all piece by piece, with the skin and flesh separated, and he doesn't care whether the tendons are clean.

"You are very familiar with the technique, have you practiced it?" Moss began to suspect that Dre had mastered this unique skill since he knew that Al liked to eat spiced fruit. "Actually, he also likes to eat spiced fruit braised seafood, spiced fruit Milk tea, anyway, you need to add some fragrant fruit."

"Hmm." Drey didn't express anything in particular, and he didn't jump up and immediately asked the master to teach him. Instead, he calmly pushed the plate full of fragrant fruits, "Have a taste?"

Moss was about to start appreciating the fragrant fruit peeled by Lord Andi himself, when he heard the sound of the door opening, he took the fragrant fruit plate, turned around and said like offering a treasure: "Do you want to eat, Al?"

"This was stripped by Moss himself just now." Dre said immediately.

Finally sorting out his emotions, Al, who decided to treat the provocative Drey as a stranger, raised his eyes to look at him, reached out and took out the flesh of the xiangguo from the plate in Moss' hands, and found that it was peeled very carefully.

"Diligent?" Al's eyes were full of astonishment, seeing a pile of fragrant fruit peels piled up in front of Moss, "Do you want to make a big meal at noon?"

Moss looked at Drey, who had a face full of merit and fame, and did not see when the man moved the pile of fruit peels in front of him without a trace, and said obediently: "Well, do it."

The first stop of the Chuck when it came to Sutbera was to the ruins.

It was a large barren scenic spot, with trees planted around the specially planned roads, and a large area of ​​architectural ruins accompanied by explanatory signs that blended into the environment, and there would be projections similar to the murals on the Immigration Bureau.

There is sunlight during the day, and when it is in direct sunlight, it seems that you can still feel the light reflected from the sharp and sharp building surfaces in the distant business district, constantly scorching this relic, as if trying to melt it.

"It looks like two worlds." Moss took the ferris wheel to the door. It was hard to believe that the place where the Chuck docked more than 20 minutes ago was still a business district formed by technology. Now here, apart from repeating The mural projection with the action set, does not see any technological atmosphere.

Traditional and primitive, just like the complicated history that has been abandoned.

The main gate of Sutbera City retains the traces of the war from that year, and a large sharp corner is missing on the top of the gate. A projection is automatically played on the explanatory board close to them, clearly simulating a ferocious eagle-like beast, captured by humans. The artillery fire hit and smashed the gate.

"Many battle traces in Sutbera have artificially added many pictures, most of which are false." Dre saw the pictures in the projection, and there were other tourists not far away who were amazed and lamented the humans who commanded the battle How clever and brave, "Because the rare beasts have disappeared from people's sight, and the army is stationed not far away, so such explanations that distort the facts have gradually emerged in recent years, and Sut Bella's 'courage', The hype is getting more and more exaggerated."

Al kept looking up at the gap on the city gate. It was not a trace caused by modern weapons, and it was completely different from the impact of the eagle beast in the projection. In his opinion, it was more like the sharp claws of a huge rare beast crushed Mark of.

A rare beast as huge as a one-star command ship is enough to cause such damage with its sharp claws.

Dre was still talking about the battle between fierce beasts and humans in the legend of Sutbera City that he knew, and he was as dedicated as a good-tempered tour guide, but Al was in no mood to listen.

When he came to the ruins of the city, the feeling of being burned by the overwhelming fireworks came out of Wei Liang's image and burned into his heart.

The feeling of personally touching the unknown history made Al a little dazed. He watched the passengers walking towards the desolate ruins, and couldn't help but raise his footsteps.

Al too wanted to know the truth of what happened that year, instead of going to see those man-made projections, nor listening to Dre's retelling of stories fabricated by humans, he wanted to see the night that Wei Liang experienced with his own eyes.

"Al." The voice of Moss shouting from behind did not stop him, but walked further inside.

It takes about three to five hours for human footsteps to walk through this ruins. Every corner of the wreckage of the town in Al's eyes contains stories fabricated by the Sutbera people. The images of those killed beasts are accompanied by howling , Occasionally tourists stop to watch.

But Al felt sad.

Whether it is Tumonti killing people or humans repelling beasts, these two intelligent creatures will always stand on opposite sides, forming an irreconcilable state.

His companion chased after him, his eyes filled with silent doubts.

"I just want to walk around." Faced with Moss's worries, Al honestly stated his wish. In the place where Tumonti was confirmed to have murdered, what Al felt was suppressed irritability.

The firm belief he had always had was gradually shaken, and he even began to suspect that Joe was lying to him.

To deceive the young and ignorant Al, Tumonti is a kind-hearted creature by nature.

"We checked the events back then, and Tumonti's appearance and departure were very covert, but when they entered Sutbera, no one saw them in advance." Drey tried to appease Al with an explanation. Mind, even if the person he was facing, his eyes never fell on him, "More than 100 years ago, the tourism legend of Sutbera was just a pure mythical beast, which did not attract many tourists, so more than five people appeared There will be at least three ships that will enter the border, but none of them have not been recorded."

Al was not surprised when he heard this sentence, he said: "The rare beasts on Planet Seablue are very good at disguising, if there are really three spaceships, they will enter from different places respectively, instead of attracting them with great fanfare. attention."

He looked at the well-preserved street, trying to find the place in Wei Liang's image in the city full of burnt marks.

"I know where it is," Drey said.

The trio wandered among the historical sites full of projection commentary, and Del Rey fully assumed the duties of tour guide commentary and team leadership.

When he passed some tourists, he deliberately explained the meaning of these ruined walls in the usual tone of explanation, which coincided with the battle scene on the projected mural.

Al stared at the dark figure, looking away from time to time when he turned his head.

Dre could feel Al's avoidance. Since they argued, Al didn't ask any questions, but kept repeating his request.

He demanded that rare beasts enjoy the same freedom and peace, but he could not use reasonable methods to achieve such a result.

What this young rare beast has experienced is not enough for him to have a clear and thorough social cognition, and it is even more impossible to come up with a more effective solution than "interests tempt humans to protect the life of rare beasts".

Therefore, it seems extremely contradictory.

He could feel Al's stubbornness of desperately wanting a new way out and unwilling to compromise with him.As a participant in the rescue of rare beasts, merchants and the auction market have always been Al's enemies, but he doesn't want to continue to stand against Al and become the imaginary enemy of this cute guy.

Drey, who has already planned the prototype of the future, has been waiting for Al's formal inquiry, but unfortunately, the old story of Tumonti's murder has disturbed all his thoughts.

Dre sighed silently in his heart, condemning Wei Liang's straightforwardness, stood in front of a small western-style building that was still well preserved, and said, "This is it."

"At that time, Wei Liang received a request from the superiors of the Free Federation to ensure the safety of the residents at No. 139 Crescent Street, Sutebela City. When he arrived, the sky above Sutebela City was already on fire. I saw Tumonti. Under the irresistible attack of beasts, he chose to rescue the survivors in the building first. It was an 11-year-old child, who was later confirmed to be the mistress of the President of the Freedom Federation and his son Vacation in Sutbera. Now, that kid should be regarded as the spiritual leader of the political party with the highest voice in the Freedom Federation. Even after 20 years of death, his party has been controlling the military of the Freedom Federation.”

Following in Dre's footsteps, Al slowly stepped into this small western-style building. The interior had obviously undergone renovation and he was able to walk upstairs smoothly.In such an environment where outsiders are safely isolated, he asked: "So, Wei Liang is now a general of the Federation?"

"This is also part of the reason." Drey has a clear relationship map in his mind, which can draw a double-arrow relationship between the Freedom Federation and the top level of the Funk Empire, "But the most important reason why Wei Liang served as the general of the Federation is not that there was once a To the Commonwealth, but the Empire needs him."

Casually. The people who broke the shocking news were calm, and Moss, who was standing and listening to human gossip, asked in surprise: "At first, I thought that if a rare beast could become the upper echelon of the human federation, it would already be a super undercover infiltrating the enemy. Now You tell me he is still a double-faced undercover agent?"

Zhen Beast doesn't feel much about wars and regime changes in human society. The Free Federation was established only a few hundred years ago, and its history is so short that it is not as good as the inheritance of Zhen Beast's family. Between two big countries, it is worth thinking about in itself.

"What kind of country is the Funke Empire?"

What Al wants to know is not the history of the empire repeatedly narrated by the interstellar news station, nor is it the rumored iron-blooded dictatorship of the aristocratic class, but that he wants to know from Dre, an omniscient man, what is hidden behind the Funke Empire. fact.

They walked to the top platform of the small western-style building. There were no blooming flowers or grape trellises to enjoy the shade. Only empty man-made buildings and the surrounding desolate city ruins remained.

Dre turned his head and looked into Al's eyes. This is the most persistent and cute beast that Dre has ever seen. Hidden under the ferocious appearance is a sincere and kind heart. He is very young and naive. What he said Thoughts are too idealistic but full of yearning.

Drey said: "The Funk Empire is a country ruled by Mankirs. While it is kind to kind humans, it is always cruel to humans who torture and kill rare animals."

"But it's not a paradise for rare animals."

The people of the Funk Empire have always been proud of the blood of Mankhess. The fantasy creature printed on the emblem, stepping on the throne and screaming up to the sky, really exists in the memory of every citizen.The rulers of the royal family are stern, and the policies promulgated are full of the sternness of the ruling class and the gentleness of humanity. There are as many people who like the royal family as there are people who don’t like the royal family, but no matter how their debate on the policy ends, it cannot be changed. Royal determination.

Because, the royal family members are terrifyingly strong.

Du Bo III let the Free Federation withdraw from Sensei overnight, and has already awakened Mankohes who had been sleeping for decades in the rumors of the Funke Empire. The voices still talking about the decline of the royal family stopped abruptly. The heroic cheers of Kochs.

The Funk Empire is a rare country among human regimes that can exist for tens of thousands of years, and it has always been a pride that can continue to be praised in human history.

Now, Drey said, that was the country ruled by Mankhurs.

"May I ask, is this Mankohes the Mankohes I imagined?" Moss's impression of Mankohes is always full of fangs, fluffy like needles, and fierce. If the rare beast With its appearance, I am definitely worried about "how to eat without hurting my mouth" every day.

Dre didn't wait for Al's question, and showed great grace to Moss' question.He said: "The image of the Mankhuss is very different from the imperial coat of arms, but the Funk royal family is the royal family of rare beasts, it is true."

"That's why they used the method of killing merchants to prevent the rare beasts from being sold?" Al asked.

"Yes." Drey's gaze returned to those silver eyes, and even the gentle smile returned to his face, "The method was bloody, but it was very effective. However, it also encountered opposition from most of the people."

The Funk Empire is not a pure beast empire. Mankirs only took the position of the royal family under the shadow of their ancestors. What they need to consider is not only to improve the living environment of rare beasts, but also to make the entire Funk Empire Keep going strong.

The strength of the empire requires tolerance. Although human beings are short-lived creatures, they are smart and hardworking. The technological products they create promote the progress of the times and bring the entire country onto the road of development.

As for rare beasts, their infancy is too long, and they need more energy to take care of them. Because they are rare in number, they can do more things by relying on their own animal form, and the accumulation of creative ability is not as good as that of humans.

Drey said: "Even in an empire ruled by rare beasts, it is impossible to completely expel humans. This is an interdependent relationship of interests. Therefore, Mankohes has always appeared in the form of humans, and has never shown The characteristics of rare beasts."

Those beast rule that existed in the legend, once they become a reality, will only cause boundless panic, and the unswerving imperial people who are proud of Mankohes are still creatures full of heresy and repulsion, and they will never accept Reign of the Beast.

Just as precious beasts would not be willing to be manipulated by humans.

Al's shock was not as great as imagined. After learning that the Funk Empire was ruled by rare beasts, his heart was not touched deeply, and there was even a trace of sadness.

He said: "If even a country governed by rare beasts can only use killing to prevent the same kind from being victimized, then is there no way to resolve the conflict between humans and rare beasts?"

You can only fight to the death.

The Tumonti are a kind race. They are strong and gentle, and they will never harm the lives of any weak creatures.Joe's words kept echoing in Al's mind, but the facts before him were extremely cruel.

There is no peace between human beings and rare beasts. In their endless killings and wars, one side will always die.

Al's thoughts were chaotic, and his firm belief was destroyed just like the city of Sutbera burned by Tumonti. He looked at the city and could clearly recall how Tumonti came down from the sky and chased him. Those who touch the human beings on the ground will put them to death.

Suddenly, Al turned around and walked down, ignoring the doubtful eyes of the two people around him.

"I'd like to come back tonight," he said.

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Drey: We should fight for the legal rights of beasts and our kind.

Andre: The empire allows any citizen to apply for a job, and there are no shortage of subsidies.

Dre: The Freedom Federation is still carrying out brutal and primitive hunting, we should think of a way.

Kamati: Is there a war?

Dubo III: I just signed a 20-year peace treaty with the Freedom Federation, you want me to break the treaty?

Dre: Now start preparing for the war of conquest 20 years later, bringing the territory of the Freedom Federation under the jurisdiction of the Funk Empire.

Dubo III: Very good, very good! After 20 years, I will take my place for you.

Dre, who didn't want to be emperor, looked at the heirs to the throne.

Andre: Uncle, it seems that someone at the border contacted me to resell fierce beasts. I have to go and see if it is real or not.

Kamati: It's time for me to ask the music teacher for leave. See you later.

The remaining lion cub wagged its tail and stared at her uncle seriously.

Dre: Go play, Marilyn.