Marshal is always tired [Interstellar]

December 15334, 12 in the Galactic Calendar is a special day for every Imperial Secret Service agent who likes to hang out on the Internet.

Avery is an ordinary agent of the United Front Work Department of the Imperial Army. His task is to stay in "that place" every day, pay attention to every newly released information and newly registered account, and then make a report and submit it to his superior.

To be honest, it's a pretty boring job.

The so-called life of an agent is not as full of luxurious airships and beauties from all over the galaxy as outsiders think, nor is it a job that can be easily completed by simply tasting wine and playing cool.Most of the time, these elites who receive the high allowances of the empire can only let the money moldy in the national database, and dress themselves up as ordinary people who can't be more ordinary, and pretend to be the same day after day.

Especially for a person like Avery who cannot go out to work, what he has to do is actually no different from that of a network administrator.The agents look like ordinary people, and this forum is not under the harmonious supervision of the Imperial Network, those bastards are simply unscrupulous in making pornographic jokes in the posts.

The empire is quite relaxed about freedom of speech, especially for this group of privileged people. As long as there are no federal spies sneaking in to spread remarks that are not conducive to unity, Avery doesn't care what they are willing to say.

As a result, he gradually became a veteran net worm, hanging around in the gossip fan section in the leisure area of ​​the forum all the year round-not to mention, some of these rough guys who control mechas really have good writing skills, and the writing is vivid and popular. Itchy.

Everyone likes YY the most, of course, is Marshal Qin, the number one (crossed out) beauty (crossed out) God of War in their galaxy.

This small world that has escaped harmony is much larger than the various small yellow websites outside.

On this point, as the moderator, Lord Rand is also happy with them. Anyway, everyone just yells in their heads, writes some fanfiction and makes some fan pictures, and at most uses the precious influential materials that are occasionally circulated to cut some small videos.Colonel Rand knew very well that blocking is worse than sparse, anyway, it’s just a fanatical fantasy of a group of idiots who can’t see or eat, and it’s just a pastime after all.Not to mention that the CP they arranged for the Marshal is still him, the chief of the guards, in most cases.

However, the colonel observes very closely, and once he finds anything wrong, he will be snuffed out in the cradle at the speed of light--Agents who have been in the doujin version all the year round will find that some very well-written characters often disappear silently up.

——Anyway, the political examination and re-education department of the military has never been short of guests.

Ely is currently chasing an article "The Pure and Beautiful Wife of the Marshal of Cold Love" - ​​oh no, don't laugh at poor Ely, you must know that his entertainment life is so scarce after all, and as a little fresh who likes romance novels, he just I don’t want to go to the “pure love” section full of pornographic fantasies, or the military section full of otaku fantasies.

Sometimes Avery would think about it secretly, wondering if the Marshal himself knew that he was being sexually obsessed with a group of sanctimonious subordinates every day—especially the pure love version of the beasts, Avery felt that their brains The screen is being swiped by "beep--" "beep--" "beep--" almost every day.

——But adults probably don’t know, in fact, as long as they see the face of the Marshal, coupled with his terrifying aura, very few people have the courage to think anything other than "Ah, the Marshal is so handsome", Or things other than thoughts like "Whew, did I do something wrong?"

So, doujin is actually just a product of OOC.Agent Eli was thinking gloomily, while clicking on today's fan version to check for updates.

Then he found out that the server was stuck.

Clothes.service.device.Card.live.up.

How can this be!Avery was shocked for a moment. You must know that "that place" uses the most advanced network processing system in the entire empire, which is enough to accept so many pornographic videos from netizens in the entire planetary system at the same time!And the members of the entire secret service department can't make up as many as a planetary system!

Just as he was scrambling to report the first-level alert of federal network intrusion, the little chrysanthemum that had been on the page for a long time finally disappeared, and the culprit of the jamming incident surfaced.

Hey, my lord marshal!

Marshal of the Empire, that ten-thousand-year-old zombie, who has never said a word on the big V account, actually appeared!

Eli rubbed his eyes, feeling like he saw God.

No, no, no... How can God have the attraction of their Marshal!

And...the place where your lord appears is so strange...

On this day, all the men and women who hang out in the pure love section of the casual fan section of the forum feel the malice of the world-at a moment when everyone is most free to let go of their talents (?), the protagonist of 80% of the stories—the Marshal appears up!

According to statistics afterwards, the number of patients in the cardiology department of the special service department's exclusive hospital increased sharply that day, and some patients went to the psychiatric department non-stop after going out.Such a large-scale agent sickness event has aroused the vigilance of the high-level empire... As for the subsequent cleanup of network harmony caused by it, it is not a topic we want to care about.

——After many discussions with Fenghuang Baize, Qin Jue adhered to the principle of saying less and making less mistakes. After logging in to the website, he found a section that looked more comfortable and had a lot of traffic and posted a post. Rand's monitoring of the forum would surely have noticed him.

As for the content of the post, there are only two noble and glamorous words: Rand.

Yes, Lord Marshal posted a post with only two words, and then added a punctuation mark in accordance with the written language habit.

——It’s no wonder that the agents who have undergone a lot of hard work were frightened to have a heart attack, and this place was chosen too infiltratingly.

At that moment, behind all the active ids there was a master with a broken heart. Can you imagine the feeling of that male god who is held on the tip of your heart knowing that you are masturbating behind his back, and he even wrote all kinds of pornographic novels? ?What if this male god is still your immediate boss?What if he is still the flower of Gaoling who never jokes with everyone and never attends the party of the unit?What if he happened to have explosive combat prowess and could blow you to pieces by raising his eyebrows...

Amen……

There was a dead silence on the forum for a moment, and everyone was frightened and gloated to guess the expression of the big devil Rand at the moment, trying to cover up their inner panic with the unfortunate death of their boss.

However, Colonel Rand's mood at the moment was very different from what they thought.

As a competent subordinate who has been with the marshal from the beginning and knows all kinds of nature of the marshal clearly, Rand does not have the mood to enshrine Qin Jue like a god like ordinary people.Although he couldn't help opening a gap on his iceberg face that hadn't changed for thousands of years when he saw the place where the marshal appeared, this subtlety was immediately covered up by anger.

Qin Jue witnessed the real anger of the Colonel, whom he never dared to provoke, 0.01 seconds after posting the post.

Rand's image instantly broke through the extremely long space-time distance, destroyed the firewall on the optical brain he used, and then squeezed almost face to face against him.

The experienced marshal jumped back in fright, almost pressing on Fenghuang who just put on a mocking face.

Then he looked at the familiar face that was as cold as ice in front of him, and suddenly became a rabbit with folded ears.

"Explain." Rand stood in front of the light brain with folded arms, not relenting in the face of the "stranger" with his head drooping.

——Joke, he is as familiar with the marshal as his right hand, that is the real "I won't recognize you even in ashes."

He can probably sweep up the ash bit by bit and stick it back.

"This... that..." The marshal began to look around, he didn't look like the legendary "black iron-like man" at all.Then he suddenly saw Fenghuang, who looked like he didn't want to be beaten as usual, and quickly picked it up and held it under the Colonel's nose like offering a treasure, "This time, I really don't blame me, it's all caused by her."

"Her?" The man in military uniform repeated in a cold voice, and slowly shifted his gaze to the ball of bright yellow fur in front of him.

Fenghuang suddenly shivered, the feathers that were just about to blow up became extremely soft, and a flattering smile appeared on his fluffy face.

... She finally understood why Bai Ze and Qin Jue, brothers and sisters with explosive combat prowess, were always in awe every time Mr. Adjutant was mentioned.

Bai Ze poked his head out from behind Qin Jue, and carefully rubbed his nose against the hem of the realistic military uniform projected.

"..." Rand narrowed his eyes and looked at him for a moment, then returned to Qin Jue's face, "Is this Bai Ze?"

"Yeah, yeah," Marshal laughed dryly, trying to put on an innocent expression, but unfortunately failed, "Randy, you are still so smart hahaha...ha..."

Rand sighed, raised his hand and made a stroking motion towards the soft hair on the shrunken boss's head, and said helplessly: "You don't have to do this, the situation in the imperial capital is not as bad as you imagined. "Tell me, what happened?"

Qin Jue heaved a sigh of relief when he learned that he hadn't caused a catastrophe. He spread his hands without saying a word, and first shed tears of sympathy for his bitter experience in the past few days.

"It all started when I left Planet Owen..."

The Colonel's image quietly listened to Qin Jue's narration, occasionally asking some detailed questions.During this period, Fenghuang felt that the surrounding air was getting colder and colder, so she couldn't help hiding in Bai Ze's direction, trying to roll herself into a small ball.

"You mean, they use federal-style mechas?" After listening to Qin Jue's introduction to Ian's trio, Rand's expression became a little subtle. After receiving an affirmative answer, he frowned and thought for a while. Asked again, "Are you sure that contract can really be canceled?"

"Of course." Qin Jue nodded again and again, pulling Fenghuang out again, "I've seen this contract before, and Fenghuang said it for sure... After all, she is also attached to me. No good."

"It's better." Rand gave Fenghuang a meaningful look, patted the hem of the uniform that was already very straight, and stood up.

"You...you are leaving?" Qin Jue looked at him eagerly, his eyes looked quite like an abandoned puppy without any disguise this time.

"Yeah." Rand glanced at him heartily, "You tell me the medicinal materials needed to cancel the contract, and I will start the military department to start searching within the Milky Way. As for you—"

The colonel raised the corners of his lips relentlessly: "—Stay honestly in Luojia to learn your second direction. There is no place in the universe with more abundant educational resources."