Marshal is always tired [Interstellar]

Rand turned off the communication device on the optical brain while maintaining a smile, and the expression on his face turned cold for a moment.

——When he was not facing Qin Jue, he never bothered to show any expression on his face.

"Colonel," said the voluptuous female general Julia who had been waiting by the side for a long time. As one of the few military members who had the right to know the status of the marshal's disappearance, the excitement and anxiety in her heart after seeing the post almost broke herself , "Marshal...how is he now?"

"Fortunately," Rand took off his glasses, took out a square scarf from his chest and wiped it quietly, "Life is fine, but the dark energy is temporarily lost."

Julia couldn't help covering her mouth with one hand, so she forced herself not to scream: "Lost dark energy?! My God, what happened! How can the Marshal bear it..."

"Of course he can take it," Rand shot her a warning glance, "that's the Marshal of the Empire."

"But, but..." The strong and proud female general looked like she was about to cry. She barely held back and looked at Rand hesitantly, "Do you know where he is? Why didn't you bring your lord back?"

Rand shook his head: "He can't come back now... The imperial capital is like a pool of muddy water, and various forces are about to move around. With his current situation where he has no ability to protect himself, if he appears rashly, he may become a target in the struggle of all parties. target, even victim."

"But it's just as dangerous outside."

"At least it's better." Rand's tone was very firm. "He is now with Prince Ian and the three of them. They don't know his identity yet—but they are companions and will protect each other. The empire's security measures for the crown prince are still You can believe it. What we have to do now is first, to guard against the situation of the marshal, not to allow the royal family and the Council of Elders to take advantage of the loopholes; second,..." He narrowed his eyes and put the bright lenses back on his nose , "I will give you a list of medicinal materials later, and I will devote all the efforts of the whole country to collect the above medicinal materials as soon as possible."

"Yes, my lord." Julia didn't ask why, she was used to the obedience of soldiers in front of Rand.

"...Also, it's time to reorganize the fan section of the forum. In case the marshal comes to visit next time if he has nothing to do, set access permissions for his account—make it a little more secretive, so that he won't notice it."

Rand is a figure with a special status in the military department-his military rank is only a colonel, which is far lower than many representatives of the inner group, but the power he holds is far beyond that.

He leads the intelligence agency of the empire, and is also the highest officer of Marshal Qin Jue's "Guardian Army". Composed of them, there are sergeants and generals among them, and they get along completely according to their ranks in the "Guards" - just like Julia, as a general, except in public places where she directly faces ordinary people. In all places, it is the same as saluting to Rand and obeying orders unconditionally.

The upper echelons of the empire are tacitly aware of this small group that affects the stability of the country. It is true that the marshal is too powerful and seems to have no ambition to replace the royal family. The reason for the hand.

The military headquarters is a place with a serious personality cult. It gathers a group of the most fanatical fans of the marshal in the galaxy. It gives everyone the impression that it belongs to Marshal Qin Jue's private bodyguard group.This is even rumored among ordinary people.

And Rand is the president of this fan support club. Of course, he is also the only person in the upper echelons of the empire who fully understands the true face of the marshal.

"The marshal just needs to figure out his favorite things about cultivation and military affairs, and we have to worry about the rest."

The Marshal who had just been dumped said that he still has a lot to worry about.

【Bai Ze, do you think Rand is angry? 】Qin Jue lay melancholy in front of the light brain, biting his lower lip and pulling the hair on Bai Ze's back, 【He must be angry... He didn't even give me the holographic permission to enter the military star network. ] Bai Ze sighed: 【My lord, Colonel Rand must have his intentions for doing this. When has he really been angry with you? 】【But this time I made a big mistake,】The marshal was distraught,【Look at his face just now, it was as dark as Qin Ya's burnt creme brulee. 】Oh, Qin Ya is the marshal's baby sister who is far away in the Owen galaxy.

【…】Bai Ze stopped this topic without moving his expression, which would be endless, 【My lord, what is the use of the holographic authority of the military department?Maybe they will be bombed and killed as federal invaders.Is the holographic permission of the extranet not enough for you to play? 】【Hey, that's right. ] Marshal became very excited, 【I couldn't play happily on the Internet with that face in the past, but now I don't have that worry at all! 】——It’s so sad, the empire is guarded by such a military god whose thinking is easy to be led away.

The so-called holographic permission is a technology that allows the whole body to enter the virtual network. Everything felt in the network can be completely projected onto the body, just like experiencing it personally.

Due to the restriction of the genetic id of the empire, the marshal, who is closely watched by the people of the whole country, cannot escape the fate of being surrounded by spectators every time he uses holograms-it is simply impossible to move, and every time he is met with angry complaints from the network technology department of the empire.

In order not to burden his poor colleagues, the considerate Marshal has been forced to give up enjoying the holographic network for a long time.

The marshal's current set of genes has no record of use on the star network, and he logged into the military's secret forum when he first got online.So now Qin Jue can immediately register a new account, and then gallop freely in the ocean of the Internet~

The itchy Lord Marshal swept away the depression just now, picked up the optical brain and began to record fingerprints solemnly.

Bai Ze looked at the phoenix with his head buried under the wings and his butt pointing at the two of them. He resolutely followed Qin Jue to toss around alone, and he went to lie down next to the little yellow chicken.

He knew too well the feeling of being targeted by Lord Rand. Poor little Huang must be in need of company now.

At the last second when Qin Jue's consciousness sank into the star network, he heard the milk cat scream "嗤", ignoring the majestic transformation mecha's face, covering his nose and jumping high.

[Tch, virtue. 】The marshal snorted arrogantly, and went online with deep contempt and gloat for the little friend who had forgotten his friends after seeing sex.

With a soft "ding", Qin Luo, a young man with black hair and black eyes, appeared on the bustling streets on the Internet.

Qin Jue looked around curiously, as various virtual figures walked by, and no one paid much attention to him.

Wow, this feels so good!

"Welcome to the Pulan-Free Galaxy Star Network, please choose your virtual network image." A gentle female voice seemed to ring in his ears. Qin Jue looked around and walked quickly to a place that would not hinder traffic. down.

"Hi, Mastermind, long time no see." Qin Jue greeted Void with a smile, only to realize that it is impossible for the Mastermind's database to store his current genetic information.

Sure enough, the mastermind didn't pay attention to him—with his current authority, it is impossible to talk directly with the mastermind's spirit, and his network guide is just the most common level of voice guidance.

"Please select your avatar."

"Okay, okay, choose the image." Qin Jue shrugged resentfully, and carefully pinched his face on the model that appeared in front of him.

This is the first time he pinched his face, so excited - before Rand insisted that the marshal represented the image of the country, and it was inappropriate to wear another face on the Internet, so he was forced to live without a holographic network.

The marshal didn't know that even if he pinched his face into an Avatar, he would still be recognized by the enthusiastic crowd and watch him forcefully...that would only make him more embarrassing.

Alas, it's so annoying that Gene ID can't play a trumpet!

"The image selection is complete, I wish you a pleasant online experience." The mastermind finished the novice guide without any emotion, and went offline quietly.Qin Jue touched his brand new face, and he felt refreshed.

Without delay, he clicked on the map and ran to the arena in the center of the virtual city.

The arena is one of the most popular places in the virtual network. Although the battle in the star network cannot increase the dark energy, the training of combat skills and physical strength will be reflected in the body of the real world through electrical stimulation. On the ground, this makes a large number of citizens who are eager to improve their strength to fight in it endlessly-you know, there will be no such good opportunities outside that they will not die and challenge the limit again and again.

But to be honest, there are not many people who can really "challenge the limit" here, because just like the experience gained, the pain of being beaten and the painful experience of death will be reflected on the competitor's body exactly, and There are still a few people with such a strong will.

The marshal had never been to this place before, even without Rand's warning, he would have imagined the consequences of appearing in such a place full of passionate fighting madness with his own face.

Qin Jue honestly lined up at the newcomer registration office for half a day before finally seeing the gate of the arena.

The staff in charge of registration yawned listlessly, pulled over an electronic board and said, "Please enter your name, practice direction, starting level, and genetic level."

Qin Jue honestly entered his current information on it. After thinking about it, he changed the starting level to level three.

Then he returned the electronic board, handed over two virtual currency, and got a dusty badge.

"Turn right into the gate, which is the rest hall. When you apply for a battle, the system will automatically match you with a suitable opponent based on your information and battle history. You can also apply for a cross-level battle or join a battle group. The battle group matches opponents based on the battle history and battle history. The number of the battle group shall prevail." After finishing the long series of words in a businesslike manner, the registrar picked up another electronic board without raising his head, "The next one."

Qin Jue thanked him, and stepped into the gate of the arena with excitement.

Then he bumped into a huge silver shining, lifelike statue surrounded by a transparent virtual wall. The statue was dressed in imperial uniform, holding a halberd obliquely in one hand, and the other behind his back. Proud and lonely, standing next to him was a majestic tiger with wings on its back, and every tiger hair was carved into fine detail.

Qin Jue: "..."

...Why does this face look so familiar? Can you take some medicine? This look really looks so shameful. Can you apply for a mental damage fee from the arena?