Marshal is always tired [Interstellar]

After all the people were assembled, the captain of the team was formed very quickly—they were always led by Ian, but they lacked such a title because they did not become an official team. It just happened so naturally.

"Vivienne," Ian accepted the position naturally, and then turned to his number one fan girl who had been staring at him with admiration from just now, "Why did you go to find Xiao Luo today? Let's not talk about it." Yes, I just hope you understand that since we are a group, mutual trust and friendliness is an indispensable thing. Xiao Luo plays a huge role in our team, and we don't want you to have any misunderstandings and disagreements with him. hostility."

Vivienne nodded very quickly and obediently: "Don't worry, since he is a teammate, I will protect him well."

Qin Jue: "..."

In fact, what Vivienne said was quite decent. The therapist in the team was the one who needed to be protected by the whole team. Although the marshal was not used to this position, he naturally understood this truth.

However, trust can never be established by others talking about it. Qin Jue smiled at Vivienne and stretched out his right hand: "I know you have doubts about my strength...I will not hide it from you. Now my dark energy level There are only three ranks and six ranks."

Just as Vivienne politely held his outstretched hand, her whole body appeared in an obvious "wtf" state as if struck by lightning.

"You...you said..."

Qin Jue shrugged his shoulders: "Yeah, you heard me right, I just broke through rank six this morning. But..." He raised his eyebrows confidently: "Half a year ago, my dark energy level was still zero."

Vivienne stared at him dumbfounded, her expression hovering between "Oh my god is this true" and "Oh my god I think I need to take him to the hospital".

Gu Anzhi screamed: "You, you broke through again? Didn't you just break through level five last week? What the hell is your cultivation speed!"

This news also shocked everyone in the team. Although they have adapted to Qin Jue's speed of cultivation, every time they heard that he refreshed their knowledge, they always felt unreal. dizziness.

Ian was the first one to come back to his senses. He touched Qin Jue's head in amazement: "Xiao Luo, you are so amazing! My God, I have never heard of such a dreamlike dream in so many years." cultivation speed."

Qin Jue: "...Thank you." It's really tiring to have such a teammate who pats his head whenever he disagrees... Haven't you heard that a man can't touch his head!

He knows how amazing his cultivation speed is, but this is actually a matter of course-his perception of energy and accumulation of knowledge have reached an unbelievably high level, which means that his cultivation this time In the process, he will not encounter any bottleneck even as big as the tip of a needle. He only needs to absorb the dark energy in the air into his body, and then store it.

It's like someone else is purifying fresh water from sea water. After repeated filtration and distillation, only a small amount can be obtained, but he is directly pumping water from the sea with a pump, and the sea water is directly converted into the same amount of fresh water.

In this case, even if his water pump is broken in terms of current talent, the speed is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Sometimes Qin Jue couldn't help but flirt. If he still had the same genetic talent as before, he would be able to practice from zero to level two in about a week.

——This is where the genetic blockade is against the heavens. What Phoenix didn't tell him at the beginning was that outside the Milky Way, in the vast universe, how many gilt-level powers force themselves to struggle on the edge of life and death every day just for the sake of the group. Looking for the chance of blocking with a small probability, and in the long history of the universe, how many people have really killed themselves by doing this.

Fenghuang had a good plan - Qin Jue's luck was truly unprecedented.

Only then did Vivienne realize: "What you said is true?! You raised 26 levels in six months?!"

Marshal, who had succeeded in pretending, touched his nose and gave a "hmm" with a smile.

Ian took the initiative to explain to her: "Xiao Luo's situation is special, he has encountered some pretty bad things." His face was a little embarrassed, but there was a hint of envy in his eyes, "But to be honest, it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise. "

Qin feels that he admits that, even if he didn’t count the Phoenix gene blockade before, he was actually lucky enough to meet Ian and the three of them—if they hadn’t come, he might have died in a very aggrieved manner. The mouth of a wild boar.

If you meet other people, the probability of being in a better situation than meeting the three of them is really not high.

Vivienne clicked her tongue in amazement for a while, and the subtle hostility towards Qin Jue finally disappeared.

"Okay," Ian cleared his throat, "Now that the internal conflict is resolved, why don't we brainstorm and give our team a name?"

Ah, finally back to the original topic!

Gu Anli: "First of all, our team is a 'multinational joint force', Ian Di'an Qingtong and Xiao Luo are from the Federation, Anzhi and I are interstellar free men, and Vivian is from the Empire, so our name is It is impossible to consider those words and words that have a clear standpoint."

The trio, who knew their identities well, sighed depressingly in their hearts, and found that many favorite options had just been crossed out.

But if you think about it, if a group of people like them go out with a name like "Sword of the Empire", cough... God, it's too shameful.

Andre: "How about the Hurricanes?"

Gu Anzhi next to him snorted: "Vulgar! Three out of ten mercenary regiments at the foot of Mount Luojia are called Hurricane."

Lin Huan: "Yes, if our name is too popular, it will lose its meaning of existence." Her thin eyebrows furrowed, "Most of the good names have been used by others, we can't be too unconventional... "

Vivienne said excitedly: "How about naming it after Mr. Evan!"

Gu Anzhi rolled his eyes and turned his head to the side. The others silently ignored him and continued to think of names.

Ian had no choice but to shake his head at her bravely, and then looked away.

Qin Jue has always hated the naming thing the most - anyway, he hates animals, so he never keeps pets, and there is no need to use this skill.As for the troops under him—they all have their own numbers, except that the guards need a name and Rand said that this kind of thing can never replace him... Everyone has seen the effect of naming.

So when Ian, whose eyes were wandering around, happened to look at him, Qin Jue could only open his mouth and suggested, "Otherwise, let's just call the multi-national team?"

……

Qin Jue: "...well, you all pretend that I didn't say anything."

This kind of discussion is difficult to come to a conclusion. After all, everyone has different preferences and habits—even the nationality is different—it is really not that simple to find a vocabulary that everyone can accept.

After discussing for an afternoon, the exhausted people finally decided to use "Luo Jia" to name them. Anyway, no one knows who they are on the Internet. The word Luo Jia has not been registered as a trademark, so it is not an infringement of the school's reputation.

"Okay, okay, that's it." Ian breathed a sigh of relief, "My mind is full of all kinds of weird names now—let's go, I invite you all to have a late-night snack~"

This proposal was more popular than all the remarks he had made in the afternoon. The freshly released members of the "Rocka Squad" cheered and surrounded the team leader on the airship, heading to the most expensive restaurant in the school.

Qin Jue was very emotional looking at these youthful faces. Although he himself is not too old—to be honest, most of the seventh graders in Luojia are older than him—but he has already experienced too much. , Now looking at these friends who are young from the inside out, I feel that this is really a group of children who have not grown up yet, but when I am among them, my mood is completely different.

The formation of the team is something worth celebrating. Seven people rushed into the hotel at night, ordered a large table of food and wine, and unceremoniously kicked all the waiters out of the room, and then one by one Gobble it up.

——How many brain cells died this afternoon, and everyone was so hungry that their chests stuck to their backs.

Qin Jue has actually not had a serious meal for many years - don't get me wrong, the Imperial Army is not so poor that their Marshal is hungry, and everyone guesses that the reason why Marshal Qin lives on a nutrient supplement is that he is busy with military affairs , Then I will be particularly moved by the marshal's selfless spirit.

Only a few people (in fact, only Qin Jue’s three family members and Rand) know that Qin Jue is actually a foodie with deeply hidden attributes, but this foodie’s mouth is so varied that he could only eat food when he was a child. In addition to the dishes cooked by mother, the omnipotent adjutant was later added to this recipe. In addition, the marshal felt that even the artwork-like meals at the state banquet were simply unpalatable, and he would rather drink nutritional supplements.

So it's not because the Marshal didn't eat much at the banquet because he was cold, he just didn't like to eat.

Compared with him, who was actually a marshal in peacetime, Rand was really busy with military affairs, and he was not very willing to get used to his own marshal, and his mother was far away, poor Qin Jue could only There is a cabinet of nutritional supplements in the office, and I drink a bottle every day to appease my appetite.

He has already drank all the nutritional supplements of all brands and flavors in the Milky Way!These manufacturers probably don't know that if they ask the Imperial Marshal to do a consumer survey, they will get the most comprehensive and sincere receipt in the entire galaxy.

So this evening, facing a table of food, Qin Jue still didn't want to eat it. He had already drank a bottle of orange-flavored nutritional supplement at noon today.

"Xiao Luo, why don't you move your chopsticks?" The little prince of the empire was sitting next to him, and he took out a plate of refreshing side dishes and put them on his plate, "This dish tastes good, it's their family's signature .”

Depressed, Qin Jue got up and grabbed a bottle of wine: "I drank the nutritional supplement today, you eat it, I will quench your thirst."