Marshal is always tired [Interstellar]

As soon as the words came out, the atmosphere in the box changed instantly.

The three young men stood up abruptly, all of them involuntarily clenched the weapons within reach.

Qin Jue, who was picking up the cup, was stunned for a moment, then laughed, took a sip slowly, and then put the drink back on the table.

"What are you doing... Misunderstanding, misunderstood," he pressed his hands down and made a soothing gesture, "Don't be nervous, it's me, I'm Qin Luo."

"..."

The marshal doesn't know, this is really more frightening news than just now.

Ian took a step forward and protected Andre and Lin Huan behind him: "Who the hell are you? What is your purpose for approaching us!"

"Hey?" The black-haired and black-eyed boy on the opposite side seemed a little confused, with an expression of "this is different from the script", and hurriedly tried to explain, "I'm not someone, how could I approach you? He stood there, complaining in a low voice, rubbing his fingers on his cuffs, feeling aggrieved, "It's obvious that you guys popped up out of nowhere..."

When the three of them saw this sight, they couldn't hold back immediately, and the posture they put on became messed up before they knew it.

"You, don't..." Ian swallowed. He was always the calmest among the three, and he was a little at a loss. He wanted to reach out to touch the top of the other's hair, but was dodged by a dodge.

The young man was very wronged, and his pale face was stained with a blush.He leaned back against the wall, and looked at the three bastards opposite with accusing eyes: "It was my bad luck that I bumped into your murder scene... But you even signed such a contract for me, why on earth do you want me to do so?" Suspect me!"

He looked back and forth at the three of them, and put on a defensive posture: "Do you have to let me die to be reconciled!"

"No, we're not..." Ian stepped forward and grabbed his arm, "You...we're just too surprised. Look——" I didn't expect this thin-looking young man to be quite strong. It took a lot of effort to restrain him because of his size advantage, "—you see, after all, we don't know each other at all. Before, we only thought you were a healer, which happened to be a great help to our team But you suddenly showed this kind of talent that we need more urgently, so we can't help but think about it..."

The boy who was pushed into the corner did not give up struggling at all, and pushed him hard with both arms: "Then you all want to go, could it be my fault?!"

Of course it was of great help—the marshal hummed in his heart: I still have a lot of talent, but it's just different for your needs.

"No...no," Lin Huan quickly explained, "I'm sorry Qin Luo, this is really our fault."

Ian's face was a bit complicated, and he grabbed him and explained: "It is true that we are wrong...Qin Luo, I am really sorry, the three of us are too sensitive-but we have to do this."

"Don't be angry," Andre scratched his red hair, with a shame on his face, "What we did...is quite a jerk. But if you think about it, the three of us will be yours in the future Free bodyguards, isn't it exciting... Alas!"

Ian stomped on him hard, and continued to smooth the hair of the man who had finally calmed down: "We have all promised that, except for that matter, we will never force you in other ways... just treat it as a friend Can't you?"

The young man pursed his lips and eye circles were red, but he didn't shed a single tear: "With the skill of your three-legged cats...huh!"

This hum is really meaningful, and the three elites of the empire became more and more embarrassed, only to remember that they respectfully referred to them as seniors for a long time.

Lin Huan's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to say: "Qin Luo, you... have a great understanding of combat. Although your responses sound simple, we just can't remember them in time when we are fighting—"

Of course——Marshal, who was mourning his decline in acting skills and couldn't even squeeze a tear, couldn't help but feel complacent for a moment. You can all think of what I want?

"Yes, Qin Luo," Ian looked at him with anticipation in his eyes, "If you can become the brain of our team, then our future battles will definitely be more effective!"

Andre smiled "hehe": "Yeah, this way Ian can also free up his hands from the position of on-the-spot command and concentrate on attack control."

The offensive control he was talking about was not the command position that Qin Jue wanted in the team—it was the position that a combat mecha operator majoring in control should occupy.Practitioners in this direction mainly study skills that are used to control the enemy: such as restricting the enemy's actions, controlling the enemy's speed, and even affecting the enemy's thoughts and senses-this is something that can only be involved in a relatively advanced level of cultivation. up.

The previous three-person team was inevitably stretched in battle, because they used one combat division of the control department as two. Ian also tried to control his companions while controlling the enemy. Not too ideal.

Thanks to the superb strength of the three of them, they have not encountered any opponents who are too evenly matched, so they can win smoothly all the way.

However, what Qin Jue said about the "Imperial Aircraft" just now was actually just a joke - you must know that the average level of the army of the Federation and the Empire is only around the second level, and those who exceed the second level are all generals.

Luojiaben exists as a training place for senior military officers and dignitaries, and the students who go out there can directly obtain the rank of captain in the army.And even in such a school, the strength of the three of Ian is still in the leading position.

The new generation of Pulan Sanjie is not called for nothing.

The young man lowered his head, as if he had thought for a while, and then smiled calmly at the three of them: "Well, leave the on-the-spot command to me from now on. But..." He suddenly put on a straight face, "You guys You must not question me in battle, you must obey like a soldier, can you do it?"

The three looked at each other, grinned, and said in unison: "Of course!"

Oh, the child with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart is so cute... What a good child, it is so rare to be able to repay kindness with kindness after being treated like this, he really has a crystal clear heart!

The four of them toasted with the drinks on the table as sworn wine, and each thought that the other was so cute~

Tsk, as for who plotted who, that is a matter of opinion.

Qin Jue, who quit Starnet and returned to the real world, couldn't help but feel a burst of relief.

He has gained a lot today. Not only did he successfully get a place in this small group, but he also solemnly declared his rights - now the fighting power of these three people is much higher than him, if he rashly goes up Demonstrating one's own ability can't help being doubted like today, and it's even more likely that you won't be able to gain full trust.

But it's different now—it was a coincidence that he was invited to explain the confusion, and he first convinced them with superb experience, and then showed his identity, which had a completely different effect.Now those three people probably don't have any doubts about him anymore, and they still feel a little guilty out of humanitarianism.In this way, his situation has become much more active.

More importantly, when commanding them to fight in the future, they will be able to confidently and confidently train soldiers like before!The marshal was very proud - this was the field he was most familiar with, and just thinking about it gave him a long-lost feeling of surging.

Since the Battle of Kawasawa 20 years ago, he has been confessed by the empire. The imperial family deliberately weakened his influence in the army, and gradually only let him handle administrative affairs. It took nearly ten years to actually train recruits. Never before.

Because of this, Qin Jue was not interested in watching the training of his nephews and nephews invited by some nobles. After all, the sons of nobles are very different from the recruits.

Therefore, Marshal is notoriously difficult to invite. Even if he is invited, he looks disdainful of comments. Only occasionally when he meets a junior who is really talented and decent, he will verbally point out a few words, and most of what he says is about fighting. Mysterious and mysterious theories like consciousness.

As time passed, the nobles became self-aware and didn't bother the marshal, so the poor marshal found that his life became more boring than before.

It's such a sad story o(︶︿︶)o

Now, Qin Jue can finally put all his energy on his cultivation in the second direction!

He wasn't worried about the situation in the Imperial Capital, but firstly, it was out of his complete trust in Rand, and secondly, he knew that it would be useless to worry about breaking his heart here, so he simply stopped thinking about it—anyway. Everything is inseparable from strength, and it is serious to practice hard now and find a way to unlock the gene as soon as possible.

...By the way, I still have to take some time to see how well Ian and his three mechs are fighting.

[Master Marshal, in fact, this matter can be put aside for now,] Bai Ze jumped onto his knee with a red nose, [You should worry most about Luo Jia's entrance exam... As far as I know You know, the exam is about to start in three months. 】Qin Jue stared at his knees dumbfounded, and heard another bad news that was like a bolt from the blue to him.

[Also, the entry standard for the therapists at Luojia College is level three and five ranks, you must work hard~]——Why every time I see Bai Ze using wavy lines, I feel that he needs to be beaten.

The phoenix, who had just regained his energy, flapped his wings and jumped onto the shoulder of the marshal, pecking his chin affectionately with his beak, and his voice was full of sweetness: "Isn't it just 25 levels, there are still three months left, don't you even Can't you do this little thing~"

...Fuck his trivial matter, even if it is the easiest to practice at the beginning, I have never heard of a person who can practice from scratch to level two within three months.

Even Master Qin Jue, the unique cultivation genius in history, is said to have spent a year...