Imperial One Star Admiral [Rebirth]

To be honest, when Mu Si said that, Mu Huifeng was really touched for a second.

That's right, just one second!

Then he pressed Mousse's head and said with a threatening smile: "Come on, tell me, what are you planning with my subordinates?"

"..."

"This... this..."

Mousse was speechless at first, then looked up at the sky, his tea-green eyes filled with guilt, or he pretended to be very guilty.

Seeing this, Mu Huifeng sighed, feeling that he was often forced to be an old mother in front of this person who grew up with him, especially now.

"I said, since you don't plan to join the military department, don't get involved too much with the Central Military Region."

I don't know about others, but the one on the throne will never let me go!

What if I get you tired?

Tsk... Thinking of this, Mu Huifeng narrowed his eyes slightly. Up to now, he still can't understand the reason for that death, or he once thought that it was just a dream, or something more complicated. It is a dream that predicts the future...

But the pain that death brings to oneself cannot be satisfied with such self-deception.

He literally died, killed by Aram.

Perhaps after his rebirth, the direction of the future is different. That feast of death simply became a banquet because of the lack of a protagonist.

But when he returns to the empire, Yalan will definitely find an opportunity to frame him, just based on what Mousse showed him about the experiments on human transformation that are still in progress.

Alan never gave up on this purpose.

But... is his reason for killing himself really as simple as what he said before he died?

Is it just a matter of royal illegitimate children?Killing intent out of jealousy?

At that time, Mu Huifeng didn't have time to think about it, but now the more he analyzed it, the more he felt that it was not simple.

There should be other parts that I don't know about.

Forget it, no matter how you think about it, it doesn't help, there is a lack of necessary materials, and many key points cannot be glued, but...

Mu Huifeng patted Mousse on the head and said, "Don't get involved in the muddy waters of the Army Department."

Unclean places, you who love to play, don't be shy, or if something happens, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you.

With a baby face, Mousse said seriously, "I'm only one year younger than you!"

And on Skynet, I am invincible!

"Yes Yes."

Mu Huifeng had no choice but to drink, "You are very powerful, but this is reality."

In reality, there are too many places where human beings can't reach.

Mousse stared at him, "You must be hiding something from me."

"……How to say?"

Mousse rolled his eyes at Mu Huifeng.

"It's been many years of friendship, you won't show such a complicated look just because of the jealousy of the superior."

Mu Huifeng was startled, and then touched his face. He couldn't see his expression without a mirror, but he still asked inexplicably, "Is it that obvious?"

"I don't know about others, but you grew up together anyway." Mousse turned the pen on the table, flipping the electronic pen up and down flexibly with his slender five fingers. Same in his hands.

When Mu Huifeng saw this skill that he hadn't seen for a long time, he couldn't help sighing, "You still play so well."

Back then, when they were young boys, their goal was to be the greatest mecha operator of our time.

Hand speed is what is needed to operate a mech, so a group of children use the rotating pen to exercise the coordination of their fingers.

But after so many years, he is the only one who still has the concentration like Mousse.

Even he, because he piloted the mecha himself, ignored the turning pen.

And unlike himself, Mousse seems to integrate this little skill into his life, for example, he likes to do it when he thinks.

Mu Siquan pretended not to hear Mu Huifeng's exclamation, and suddenly asked: "Should I go to uncle? You see that you have so many things to worry about. It is common sense to ask him to share it?"

"..."

"...Your relationship is still that bad?"

"...It doesn't count..."

"How long has it been since you joined the army?"

"Three years? Five years?"

"Why didn't he kill you?"

Mu Huifeng hugged his head and howled, "Please don't let me go back to see him!"

Mousse sighed and rubbed his forehead, "What's the matter with you father and son? After all, he picked you up too, right? But why are you more rigid than strangers?"

Mu Huifeng was also helpless.

"I don't know why, Dad is always wary of me."

Mousse was taken aback, "What do you mean?"

Mu Huifeng held his chin and said quietly: "Didn't my physical fitness be outstanding when I was young?"

"... Squeeze you to death!"

How embarrassing do you make me, a data engineer who can't pass the exam as a mecha operator because of my poor physical fitness!

Moose glared at him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but you listen to me first." After this sentence, he seemed to be lost in memory, and said half confused: "My father... looked at me very coldly. When I was young, I didn't understand , I just thought he was dissatisfied with me, so... I tried my best to keep up with the progress of my father's other disciples."

Mousse said thoughtfully: "No wonder you suddenly became so hardworking for a while."

Mu Huifeng nodded.

Mousse asked strangely: "Are you too sensitive? Isn't Uncle Mu always looking at people coldly?"

Mu Huifeng shook his head and said, "I didn't understand when I was young, but now I understand."

"Father, he...that was a fearful look, as if he was looking at a threat that would exceed expectations in the future."

"To be precise, it's a look mixed with hesitation and killing intent."

"No way!"

Mousse exclaimed, "You are his son! Even if you picked it up, you shouldn't...?"

"...Can you stop picking it up again?"

"I'm sorry, but...you are his adopted son!" Moose apologized awkwardly, he really didn't mean to step on Mu Huifeng, and then he couldn't help but said: "Have you found out the reason?"

"The clues are very messy," Mu Huifeng said here, remembering what Du Ying called "brother" before he left, maybe his life experience has something to do with him, but he couldn't understand what kind of relationship Du Ying had with the royal family. ?

Moreover, as an illegitimate child of the royal family, the former Marshal of the Empire, Mu Zhen, really didn't need to have killing intent towards him, so maybe the origin of this killing intent is part of Du Ying's life experience?

Damn, it's really messy!

I always feel that my past is divided into three parts, the illegitimate son of the royal family, Du Ying's younger brother, and the father's killing intent after that.

Mu Huifeng guessed what his adoptive father knew, but he couldn't ask him visually.

Because his childhood experience told him that Mu Zhen is such a stubborn person, if he doesn't want to say anything, he will never get it out of his mouth.

I really want to simply not ask about the so-called life experience like before, but the indulgence last time, in exchange for the END of death, this time he really intends to get to the bottom of it!

"Sure enough, I still... go see him..."

It was very difficult for Mu Huifeng to say this. Mousse had seen him fall into a state of thinking before, so he didn't continue to ask.

But this person's temperament of doing what he says after thinking about it is really... a complex action force.

Mousse said, "Have you thought about it?"

Mu Huifeng: "Didn't you push me?"

Mousse: "Although I think you should have a good talk with uncle, but I also know that he is a bit..."

"You pushed me into the fire pit without any hesitation!"

"Be with each other."

Mu Sifei gave Mu Huifeng a sharp look, "Who pushed me into the abyss of data division at that time?"

Mu Huifeng: "It's me."

"...You don't have any remorse at all?"

Mu Huifeng didn't know, so he said to Mousse: "Aren't you doing well now? It's better to be the king in terms of statistics than to kneel in front of the mecha."

Mousse stared at him for a while, then sighed.

"What you said is correct, but I also send this sentence to you."

An unusually sharp gaze flashed in the tea-green eyes. At this moment, he looked very much like the tragic genius who had unique combat skills but was limited by his physical ability and had no chance of a mecha.

"Don't be shy, just do it!"

"Just do it! Whoever is afraid of whom!"

The two finished speaking almost in unison, and then laughed.

After laughing, Mu Huifeng pressed Mousse's head, and said with a dangerous smile: "Okay, now you can tell me what you and those people are planning."

"..."

Mousse's back stiffened, and he glared at him in cold sweat.

Fuck, you haven't forgotten?

Mu Huifeng expressed with his eyes, do I have such a bad memory?

I wish you were a fish with a seven-second memory.

Mousse finished thinking with a blank face, and made a dejected gesture.

When he finished speaking, Mu Huifeng was dumbfounded.

"Are you kidding me?"

Don't talk about the celebration banquet, Tianfeng is a complete main ship for war. Except for the supplies needed for war, there is nothing to go with the banquet in this place. What do you people want to do? ?

And... "Is this a violation of military discipline?"

Any actions of the subordinates must be reported to the commander, not to mention any surprises or surprises. Obedience to orders before that is the first duty of soldiers.

"So I can completely punish you for breaking the law."

He patted Mu Si on the head again, and Mu Huifeng said, "Tell them not to make a fuss, and wait to return to the empire."

Mousse stared at him expressionlessly.

"You really don't understand."

Mu Huifeng: "What do you mean?"

Mousse said: "The people on your ship are either rich or noble. What will they think if they are suddenly transferred to the empire's spaceship and treated like prisoners?"

Mu Huifeng said: "Escort, colluding with interstellar pirates, even aristocrats are just an extra crime."

Mousse said: "But after returning to the empire, how many of those nobles can really be convicted?"

"..."

"Whispering, emphasizing blood relationship, taking bribes, and condescending, that's how the nobles' relationship network is established. When you can judge them guilty, you know it yourself. It's not known how long it will be."

"……Um."

Mousse went on to say: "But before that, they will find trouble for you through their connections. Anyway, you must have left a lot of clues that can be caught by them when you sneaked into the pirates this time, right? "

Mu Hui was a little bit in the limelight, and the little things between him and Apol were enough for them to toss to the sky.

Seeing his expression, Mousse knew what this man must have done, and shook his head involuntarily.

"So at this time, you can't show a tough stance, hold a banquet, whatever the purpose is, to appease them, this will also ensure that you will return to the empire, and you will not attract unnecessary hostility."

"To be honest, although you are loved by everyone in the eyes of the citizens, it almost gave you an illusion that no one in the empire hates you, but you are in a high position, and there are more illusions than reality. People are waiting to take everything down on you."

"You understand all of this, don't you?"

Mu Huifeng said, "Don't treat me like I'm three years old."

Mousse chuckled.

"Okay, Lord Mu, what are you going to do?"

"If you want to do it, do it well, and I will be there soon."

Mu Huifeng put one hand on his knee, sitting in an awkward posture, with a cool smile on his face.

"No one dares to face me anyway."

The author has something to say: it is such a hooligan.