Empire [Rebirth]

Wang Qiqi sat anxiously in the reception room. He subconsciously crossed his legs together, turned his body sideways, and examined his face against all objects that might reflect light. He raised his hand and put his half-length hair behind his ears——

"Master, anchor, are you okay?"

The accompanying photographer kept pretending to adjust the focus and angle, but his vision was polluted by the actions of the anchor from time to time.

For a middle-aged man with a strong figure from [-] to make such a gesture is really challenging people's ability to bear.

Yes, the anchor Wang Qiqi is 97 years old, and he is in the middle age. Looking back, this five-year-old anchor, who has no beard, was an alumnus of the current prime minister and general of the empire. The military academy is a student of the sturdy mecha combat department.

This fanatical mecha fighter chose the media industry after being injured and retired. Now, with his ability, he has become the anchor of "Empire Style", a live broadcast program of interviews with celebrities on the optical network.

Imperial Style is famous for interviewing the great achievements of the Kaiyuan Empire. Although Wang Qiqi has only been promoted for five years, he has received [-] or [-] big shots. He has lost his memory. Well-trained cultural people think that those big figures in the empire who were born in pirates and alien alliances have no self-cultivation. They are completely carved out of bandit dens. If they see one, they have to wash their eyes once, and they can't wait to take a few doses of amnesia medicine.

Never before have I been fidgeting and bumping around like today.

"Ah, what's wrong with me? Show me!" Ignoring the photographer's almost green face, the anchor Wang Qiqi leaned in front of the camera equipment to look at his face carefully. Oh, the pores are really rough. I know that no matter how busy I was yesterday, I had to make an appointment for a beauty treatment!

The photographer looked at him with Xizi holding his heart, and felt that today's dinner might have to be explained here.In order to prevent the anchor from embarrassing himself in front of that person, he couldn't help reminding: "Anchor, I heard that that person is acting like a tough guy, you..." Seeing the other person's brows frown, the cameraman hurriedly said: "This is enough for you!" Perfect!"

"Really?" The anchor Wang Qiqi was overjoyed, and was about to say something more when he saw a secretary push the door in and lead a robot assistant to exchange tea for them.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting."

"It's okay," Wang Qiqi hurriedly showed what he thought was the most beautiful smile, and said to the secretary, "Excuse me, when will the meeting end?"

"...10 minutes ago."

"Ah," Wang Qiqi blinked his eyes, smiled happily and asked with a little fear: "So, when will I be able to see——"

"I'm sorry." The secretary smiled apologetically, "The general has a temporary matter..." Seeing Wang Qiqi's depressed eyes, the secretary couldn't bear it. You must know that he and this anchor should have nothing to do with each other, but because of the interview with the general The reason has been dealt with many times, and even the other party's importance to this interview and the respect and admiration for the general.

He thought for a while and said, "The general is on the actual battlefield of the mecha in the military headquarters, maybe you can go and have a look together."

"Is it really possible?" Wang Qiqi was flattered, a standard tough guy with Chinese characters had a girlish dreamy light on his face.The cameraman turned his head away, and saw Mr. Secretary instructed: "Without permission, please don't use any camera equipment." He hurriedly expressed his understanding, and was no less surprised than the anchor. Such an invitation.

For the staff of the military department, it is nothing new for the general to appear on the mecha battlefield. It can be said that they are used to the situation in front of them.

But the moment anchor Wang Qiqi and his photographer stepped into the arena, they were stunned by the oncoming momentum.

The two mechas in the arena were of a style that the photographer had never seen before. He was wondering whether they were new products developed by the Empire. He was afraid that he would touch some secrets that he should not touch, and he was even more careful about the camera equipment he was carrying.The anchor Wang Qiqi is a student of the Mecha Combat Department of Xi Ruier Military Academy. Seeing this, he couldn't help but be surprised:

"Logistics armor? This is it?"

In recent years, there has been a use of junior mechs in the evaluation of freshmen's military training assessment at the Xireer Military Academy. Wang Qiqi, who often pays attention to the current situation of his alma mater, does not find it strange, but who are the two people fighting in the arena now?Looks great.

Huh, looking at it again, his keenness as a media person quickly made him recognize that the people in the auditorium were all from backgrounds, and a few of them were even military and political leaders who he was not qualified to interview.

The two looked around. As media workers, it was difficult for them to take their eyes off these big figures, but soon they were attracted by the fierce and mysterious battle on the field.

Mr. Secretary and his colleagues had a face-to-face meeting, murmured something together, excitedly pulled out a virtual input screen on his brain, and quickly recorded something.

The anchor Wang Qiqi's attention was distracted for a moment—constantly paying attention to all the newsworthy things that may appear around him is one of the reasons why the anchor Wang Qiqi has gained a firm foothold in the media—"Are you keeping accounts?"

Mr. Secretary didn't shy away from him, "I'm calculating."

I don't know what the result of his calculation was, after a while he withdrew a sum of money from his account and resolutely invested it into a certain account.

Wang Qiqi opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief, "You, are you gambling?"

No wonder he was so surprised, Mr. Secretary’s smart brain light screen clearly shows the status quo of the gambling game, the names of those bettors are even hung on it, and the two names on the top are those of the anchor Wang Qiqi. The eyes turned out to be Speaker Lin Xiao of the Parliament and General Cole of the Military Department!

"Hey," Mr. Secretary obviously saw these two people at the first sight, "I'm playing Big Fat, and I bet a year's salary! It seems that I have to raise my bet."

Wang Qiqi was confused, "...excuse me, what is this betting on?"

Could it be that he has lost his memory, when has the crime of gathering a crowd to gamble been removed from the law?

"Why, you're interested too." Mr. Secretary didn't feel any embarrassment at all, but enthusiastically said: "How about it, do you want to play too? It's said that novices are lucky, maybe it's true."

"What is this betting on?" Wang Qiqi replied intelligently, not daring to express his complaints at all.

"Here," Mr. Secretary pouted, "See if those two mechas are there, and you can bet on whoever you think will win."

...So, is this an afternoon entertainment program of the military department?Mecha battle, gathering crowd to gamble?Sure enough, they were all uncivilized savages, how could they have such uncreative pastimes.

Anchor Wang Qiqi slandered, smiled, and put a sum of money into it in response to the occasion.

"Hey, you think he's going to win?"

Wang Qiqi shook his head, "Silver is my lucky color today." Don't pay attention to why this sturdy anchor with a height of [-] must check his fortune every day when he goes out. All of them are too powerful, and I can't see the result for a while."

Mr. Secretary looked at the field with a smile, looked at the mechs in the battle with a correct look in his eyes, and said: "Those two usually have their own victories, but today it's hard to say. I heard that that person is in a very bad mood." Not good."

"...May I ask who those two are?" Wang Qiqi looked at Mr. Secretary cautiously. His intuition as a senior media person had already given him a vague guess, but he couldn't believe it.

The secretary smiled mysteriously, "You'll know it when you look at it."

No matter who they are, these two have long been beyond the reach of mecha operators.The anchor Wang Qiqi used to be a mech warrior, and he has a certain understanding of combat skills, tactics, and mechas. At this time, he watched two low-energy logistics mechas fighting fiercely in the arena. The fierce battle made him exclaim from time to time. Sound, the nerves are extremely excited.

"It's amazing! Who the hell is this!" With his peak strength, he didn't dare to say that he could support these two people for 3 minutes. Their strength was too strong!Could it be the soldier king of the military department?

Since when, the King of Soldiers has been reduced to the existence of these barbarians for entertainment and gambling, what a heroic shortness of breath, hey.

"This turned out to be a logistics mech? Isn't it similar in structure to a transport robot? It looks too dazzling!" I really want to record this scene!

The anchor Wang Qiqi and his cameraman exclaimed while thinking, and each looked up to the sky and sighed.

Until, after the silver mecha was blown off its limbs, an energy sword was inserted into the energy cavity by the black mecha.

"Oh, it's getting more and more rude." I don't know who complained in a feminine voice, which made the anchor Wang Qiqi distracted from the state of holding his breath. The battle was so intense that he even forgot to breathe. , a pair of eyes followed the movement of the mechs in the arena, and even the "shy and reserved" expression on his face was overwhelmed by solemn concentration.

He wiped his sweat, and put on the friendly smile of a professional anchor on his face again, but before he had time to say a word to Mr. Secretary, he saw the cockpit of the two black and silver mechas opened at the same time, and two people jumped off the mechas. Come alone.

Even if they haven't seen a real person, Wang Qiqi's anchor can recognize the identities of the two with just one movement and profile——

"what!!!"

Anchor Wang Qiqi screamed shrilly, and the cameraman was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly covered anchor Wang's mouth, looking overly frightened.

Mr. Secretary smiled, and then said: "Please wait a moment, I will ask the general if he has time to accept your interview."

The protagonists of this gamble are obviously the two young men with the highest status in the empire, Prime Minister Caesar and Admiral Lin Zhen.

"I'm willing to bet, Your Excellency, what are your orders?" Caesar smiled and walked towards Lin Zhen, who gave him a look, obviously in a moody mood, and raised his brain to look at the itinerary without paying any attention.

"I still have a job."

The incomprehensible appearance is really speechless, and Caesar's smiling face will be frozen by the temperatureless eyes.Mr. Secretary not far away is hesitant to go forward, Mr. General is really not in a good mood these days.

Thinking of the news that had been circulated in the military headquarters for a few days, Mr. Secretary couldn't help but look at Lin Zhen's abdomen. Could it be...true?