I conquer the stars with food

Rong Ze pondered for a moment, and decided to bypass the military headquarters and contact His Majesty directly.

Generally speaking, this kind of operation can only be used in extremely urgent situations, and it is a violation to report beyond the level at other times.

Edmund, who was refused personal protection by Wen Chang, also appeared at the meeting at this time.

Edmund stopped him a little bit. He was also from a noble family. Although he was only a side branch, he knew more about the intrigue in the upper power field than Bi Mingyu.

"Sir, if this information is leaked, you will be punished." He chose the words carefully, but the meaning was clearly disapproving.

Although Rong Ze is now the star of the military department and the hero of the empire, it would be easy for someone to do something if they really grasped the handle.

Rong Ze: "That's when the time comes, it's too early to think about it now."

Rong Ze didn't want to make a fool of himself, but based on his understanding of His Majesty, there would not be too much risk in reporting to the next level.

Even if someone wants to seize this point to make a fuss, he is not afraid at all.

Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, Edmund didn't say anything else, but secretly glanced at Bi Mingyu, the person who came up with the idea.

On the other side, Wen Chang was taking the little angel to see a doctor. The little guy's fluffy golden curly hair had been washed clean, and his feathers had returned to snow-white, but his little face was still tired.

Wen Chang wanted to hand him over to the doctor, but before he let go, the little guy's eyes started to turn red, tears almost overflowed, but he was still tightly locked in his eye sockets.

A little look like I'm wronged but I don't talk or make trouble.

Wen Chang rubbed the little guy's blond hair, held him in his arms, and exposed a pair of drooping wings in front of the doctor.

The doctor touched his wings lightly, and the little guy shivered in pain.

The doctor asked suspiciously: "Did he really fly just now?"

Wen Chang nodded.

The doctor couldn't believe it: "The wing was broken in the middle, and now it hurts when touched. It doesn't seem like he can fly. Maybe his willpower is amazing."

The doctor continued to speak without stopping, and directly connected the broken wing.

Wen Chang comforted the trembling little guy in his arms, and seeing the doctor's movements were so familiar, he asked, "You're too skilled at this."

The doctor accepted the compliment calmly: "It's nothing, I just minored in veterinary medicine in college, and I have studied the systematic treatment of the injuries suffered by the big white geese under the physical attack."

Wen Chang admired it.

The interstellar white goose has a much higher combat effectiveness than the ancient earth farm goose.

The wings were quickly fixed, and the supported wings regained their original appearance, beautiful and elegant.

The little guy really looks like a little angel now.

However, after his injuries were treated, there were still two mermaids. One of them looked like a girl, and the other looked like a boy. Although they hadn't grown much, their appearance was quite impressive.

At this time they are hiding in the corner of the tank.

Wen Chang stretched out his hand to stir the splash of water, the girl mermaid was ready to swim over, but was grabbed by the young boy and looked over with vigilance.

Wen Chang thought for a while, and took out the last two lollipops from his pocket.

Now, there is really nothing left for the legion commander.

And the lollipop attack was obviously successful, this time not only the girl mermaid, but also the little man fish swam over quickly.

Wen Chang teased the two of them with a lollipop, while the doctor quickly scanned.

"Bone age is 18, fish scales are seriously falling off, malnutrition and severe anemia, oh, yes." The doctor rolled his eyes, and his tone was full of regret, "The accumulation of dark energy is very serious. If there is no purifier, the genetic collapse may soon be sustained." But it's been two or three months."

Maybe it's because the phantom species of angels are difficult to synthesize in the laboratory, so the price is extremely high, and the star thieves only broke the wings of the little angels, but they were all fed with high-quality nutrient solution.

But mermaids, the coding genes of mermaids have been produced a long time ago, and a stable production rate has been formed, with a success rate of [-]%.This is already quite high. In the eyes of the laboratory, nine ordinary people can get a perfect mermaid, which can be regarded as a lucrative business.

Because of the low rarity, the star thieves did not take the mermaids they snatched seriously. The treatment of the mermaids was only a little better than that of ordinary slaves. Know where to catch rotten fish and rotten shrimp.

So although the pair of mermaids appeared to be less miserable than the little angels on the surface, the situation was actually much more serious.

Wen Chang clenched his fists, feeling that he was too kind to the star robbers before, and this kind of scum deserves the honor of going to hell.

The little angel probably sensed Wen Chang's anger, and stretched out his chubby little hands to pat him on the back, babbling and singing out of tune songs.

I don't know where this little guy learned how to comfort people.

And when he sang, two mermaids jumped out of the water, and each took a lollipop. They licked it curiously, and then they showed surprise on their gorgeous faces, and began to hum the original version of the song.

Ethereal and ethereal, the singing of the mermaid seems to be fairy music from another world.

Scientists in the lab not only transformed their legs into the fabled fish tails, but also gave them a good voice inherited from the mythical siren.

It's just that the more beautiful the singing, the more Wen Chang has the urge to cry. These genetically modified aliens don't know that they are not born this way.

And they shouldn't have been so ill-fated.

The people present did not speak, they waited quietly for the two little mermaids to finish their performance.

After singing, the girl mermaid shyly and boldly rubbed Wen Chang's palm with the top of her head, and then swam away shyly.

She really liked the breath of this man, with a soothing calm and an indescribable sense of stability, like a lighthouse in the waves.

The spiritual power of alien species is generally higher and more sensitive than ordinary people, and they have natural surrender and admiration for higher-level spiritual power users.Genetic modification makes them more spiritually powerful but also more fragile, and they need to stay with people with high spiritual power for a long time to feel peaceful.

But the little mermaid doesn't know the reason, she only knows that she likes this man.

Even if countless humans of the same race as the man have hurt her, she is still willing to like this man.

Wen Chang withdrew his hand, turned to look at the doctor: "Is there a purifier on the warship?"

The doctor nodded and shook his head again: "The level of a purifier can only purify ordinary people. For aliens, the purification of a purifier is no different from that of Ling Chi. They will be very painful. Even if the genes are stabilized in a short period of time, they will still be affected. The second collapse, even more complete and rapid collapse."

Wen Chang's face darkened for a moment, and he suddenly remembered what Rong Ze told him, that the food he made could metabolize the dark energy accumulated in the body little by little. Although the process was a bit slow, it might be the only way.

He raised his head, his eyes determined: "If the dark energy in their bodies can be halved within a month, how long can they live?"

This doctor was not in charge of Wen Chang's physical examination, and he didn't know what miraculous effects Wen Chang's food could have. He just replied in a polite manner: "If it can be halved, it can last at least another half a year."

Wen Chang smiled: "Enough."

The author has something to say: I am short, I repent!