Royal Alchemist

At [-]:[-] in the morning, Jacques opened his eyes. Usually he would wake up on time at five o'clock, but he didn't know why he woke up so early today.He wanted to sleep for a while, but felt a little stuffy and couldn't sleep peacefully, so he simply got up.

There was a layer of gray light on the sky, and Jacques stood by the window for a while and began to wash.

He went out and ran for 10 minutes, and it was exactly five o'clock when he returned to his residence.Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and the wet clothes stuck to his skin, making him very uncomfortable, so he simply took off his shirt, wiped it carelessly, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

It was the cold spring, Jacques, relying on his youthful vigor, directly poured cold water on his head, but he still couldn't dispel the suffocation in his chest.

I don't know if it's because of the semi-demonization, but his body has developed much faster than his peers in the past year. A year ago, he was still thin and looked like he was not nourished. After a year, he has the appearance of a grown man .His stature is tall, his eyes are bright, his skeleton has begun to grow, and his linear muscles are evenly distributed throughout his body, like a cheetah between a cub and a mature one.

In addition to his figure, his temperament is also much more mature. When he was first demonized, he was a shy and timid child. After nearly a year of tempering in the Demon Hunter Legion, he became calmer and bolder. Screaming in fright.Apart from being cold and silent, everything else is fine.

One year is enough to change a person, let alone a person whose life has been completely overturned.He looked at himself in the mirror. The left half of his chest and back were severely scaled, spreading to his neck, and there were some on the lower side of his cheeks. The skin of his hands had completely scaled, and his nails were blue-black.

He stroked the skin on his chest and neck, which would have been more perfect without these horrible changes.

Putting on his military uniform and gloves, Jacques first went to the cafeteria to eat breakfast, and then drove to Akiba's residence.

It was Jacques' 122nd day as adjutant.

Since Akiba became the commander-in-chief of the fleet, Jacques has been appointed as his adjutant, because he can often stay by Akiba's side, so he is very happy with this arrangement for Jacques.

The place where Qiu Ye and Feng Qi lived was near the house they shared with the generals, and it was also a remodeled old house.

At first, Akiba thought that the newly established empire was full of places to spend money, so save as much as you can, and don't move your nest.

But You Zixun is well versed in the way of imperial power. He said that it is not a question of money or not. Since he is called emperor, he must raise his class to the position of emperor. It can be simple but never crude. Give out a sense of supremacy, let everyone look up, and let them understand that imperial power is inviolable.In a centralized system, only in this way can we create a sense of sanctity and make people loyal to serve.At the same time, he took the lead in changing the title of Fengqi, and quickly established Fengqi's status in the system.

Feng Qi thought that what he said was reasonable, but the actual situation was not suitable for large-scale construction, so he found an elegant house nearby.For the time being, I don't need so many rooms, so I repaired the outer wall, repaired half of the rooms, used a quarter for living, and used the other quarter for Fengqi's office.This is considered a temporary palace.

To go to Akiba's side, you have to pass by the residence of the generals.

As the vehicle passed by, Jacques saw that You Zixun was carefully watering his rose garden. After more than half a year of care, his flower garden really grew budding flowers. Anyone who touches it can do all the watering and fertilizing.

Yuan Dazheng was standing in front of the window lifting dumbbells, switching his left hand to his right hand, and his right hand to his left hand, and the biceps on his shoulders bulged out one after another.Although his hands didn't stop, his gaze was always fixed on a certain direction, with a hint of sadness.

Following his line of sight, he could see Boss Jin and Zhu Xifeng taking a walk.Zhu Xifeng held a coat in his hand and asked Boss Jin to put it on. Boss Jin resisted and pushed him away.

Going forward for a while, it is Feng Qi's temporary palace.When Jacques arrived, he saw Frank waiting at the door. Feng Qi became the emperor, so naturally he didn't have any position as an adjutant, so Frank became the captain of the guard and still followed Feng Qi.He greeted Frank, who chatted with him with a smile.

"What do you think is the most important quality to be an excellent adjutant?" Frank asked.

"Dare to sacrifice your own life for the safety of your superiors?" Jacques looked serious.

Frank shook his head: "Wrong!"

"Good combat literacy, protect the safety of superiors?"

"wrong!"

"Be careful, patient and considerate, and always pay attention to the needs of superiors?"

"Wrong, wrong, wrong!"

"what is that?"

"I will pass on my many years of experience as an adjutant to you. I don't tell ordinary people." Frank said mysteriously, "If you want to be an excellent adjutant, you must become blind, deaf, or even invisible at the right time!"

The naive Jacques looked blank: "What do you mean?"

At this time Qiu Ye and Feng Qi came out of the building, and kissed each other intimately before they went out.

"I'm coming back later today, you eat first, don't wait for me." Feng Qi held his face and kissed him again.

"That's it, then I will stay in the research institute for a while and come back after eating there." Qiu Ye pulled him back and kissed him.

"Don't work too hard, isn't there still Zhu Xifeng in the institute?" Feng Qi chased him and kissed him several times.

"I'm going to the military factory, some medicines are defective." Qiu Ye said while biting his ear.

"Well, don't be too tired anyway." Feng Qi simply hugged Qiu Ye and kissed him fiercely.

The two just walked and chewed each other all the way.

Jacques was a little shy. He lowered his head and didn't know where to put his hands and feet. Although he always watched them kiss me in front of others, he was still not used to it.Frank, on the other hand, was calm and calm, turning a blind eye, and his sense of presence instantly dropped to zero.

Before leaving, Frank winked at Jacques, as if to say: Got it, newcomer.

In the morning, Jacques accompanied Qiuye to the base first, had lunch, and then went to the research institute. Qiuye asked Jacques to do some activities on his own, and then came to pick him up at dinner time.

Although the weather is sunny and the temperature is suitable today, Jacques always feels breathless, as if his chest is blocked by something, and he needs to find something to vent.

So he came to a small training room in the research institute to exercise his hands and feet. This training room is used for testing and collecting data when needed. It is usually vacant. When Akiba is in the research institute, Jacques will come here to train himself.

When Mu Nan came, Jacques was doing sandbag practice. He took off his coat and only wore a vest. Sweat was dripping on his skin, and a faint layer of light appeared on the blue-black scales.At first Mu Nan watched from a distance for a while, then he simply stood beside him, with his arms crossed and his eyes fixed on it.Jacques turned a blind eye, and a heavy punch landed on the sandbag, making a thumping sound.Mu Nan raised his brows, his eyes were wide open on Apple's face, he stared at a bead of sweat on Jacques' face, watched the bead of sweat roll down from his forehead, flow to his cheeks, flow to his neck, and then ooze into the vest.

After a long time, Jacques stopped, hugged the shaking sandbag, and panted heavily.Without even looking at Mu Nan, he went to the side and picked up a towel to wipe off his sweat.The towel was soaked with sweat. He wet the towel under the tap to wash it, and wiped his face again.

Mu Nan followed him up and down, never taking his eyes off his hand.

Jacques always wore a pair of black thin gloves, on the one hand for hand protection, more to cover the scales on the back of the hand and the blue-black nails.

But no matter how thin the glove is, it still has an extra layer. "You don't take off your gloves when you wash your hands? How uncomfortable are your wet hands?" Mu Nan said.

Jacques paused, ignored him, and continued to rinse the towel.

Mu Nan's gaze seemed to be stuck to his skin, and he couldn't tear it off.

Finally, Jacques became impatient: "Have you seen enough?"

Mu Nan chuckled: "Let me touch it."

Jacques frowned, turned his face away, put the towel around his neck, and walked to the dressing room.

Not discouraged, Mu Nan followed him into the locker room.

Jacques opened the locker and took out the communicator without rushing to take a shower.

He leaned on the cabinet, entered a name into the communicator, and it showed that there was no such person, erased it, and only entered the name, and several messages popped up. He opened them one by one and read them carefully. If he didn't find what he wanted, he erased and only entered the last name. , according to the same message to open, still nothing.

Jacques' expression darkened. This is what he did every day. He looked up his brother's name in the entry information, hoping that one day his brother's name would appear in the entry list, but he was disappointed every day.

"Are you looking for your brother?" Mu Nan knew his background, "It's useless for you to just check the immigration information. Many people are smuggled immigrants who have not registered at all. I have a friend who specializes in resettlement and management of smugglers. Let me help you ask." ask?"

Jacques looked at him for the first time, and his bright eyes seemed to have penetrating power.

"Hey, just let me touch it." Mu Nan said with a smile, and made a scratching motion with both hands.

Jacques happens to be the kind of person who is extremely disgusted with the status of a semi-demonized person. Sometimes he can't wait to cut off his armor-like skin, so he doesn't like others to pay attention to his differences, so he ignores it and sends the communication Put the appliance in the closet and take out a change of clothes.

"Stingy." Mu Nan muttered, looking eagerly at the armored skin he had been thinking about for a long time.

The scales fit together precisely, forming streamlined waves with the movement of his muscles, both hard and tough, sweat made this layer of scales shiny.He didn't mean to offend, but he got hungry just looking at it, subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and stretched out a finger to poke it.

Jacques seemed to have been stabbed to the point of death, jumped up all of a sudden, and looked at Mu Nan angrily.

Mu Nan rubbed his fingers, as if reminiscing about the touch at that moment: "Just touch it, it won't cause such a big reaction."

Jacques was a little annoyed, but suffocated, turned and walked into the bathroom.

The goal was finally achieved, Mu Nan was delighted, and leaned against the door to watch Jacques take off his vest, exposing his upper body, with a large area of ​​scales covering his left back, and then he stripped naked behind his back, Mu Nan found that there was a gap between his tight buttocks. Also partly scaled.The clear water washes over his vigorous body, he is like a fish, twisting his body to reflect the light.

"It's so cool!" Mu Nan couldn't help sighing.

Although his voice was not loud, the bathroom full of steam had a natural echo effect, so these words penetrated into Jacques' ears with an echo.

Jacques had heard too many evaluations of demigods, some terrible, some pitiful, but this was the first time someone said it was cool in an adoring tone.

"It's not cool at all. No one wants to be like this. When you see your companions become unconscious monsters in front of you, you don't think it's cool."

Finally heard a long sentence, although the tone is not good, but Mu Nan is still very happy: "You are right, this is indeed an unfortunate experience. But I think that compared with those who died, you are not only alive, but also temporarily have Gaining a powerful force is the compensation from God to you. If it were me, I would rather kill more dragon people before I die, even if it becomes more terrifying, I can bear it." When it came to the second half of the sentence, Mu Nan's tone turned serious .

Paying a high price to obtain powerful power, and transforming into a demon in the constant hunting, this is the essence of a demon hunter.Jacques found that Mu Nan understood the meaning better than himself.

Jacques turned off the shower and walked out of the bathroom. When the two passed by, Mu Nan was very unhappy to find that this guy was not only physically stronger than himself, but even the thing between his legs was bigger.

As long as he is a male, he will care about this aspect. Although Mu Nan thinks that his development is not over yet, he can grow longer, but...but!

"Hey, do you want me to help you ask about your brother's situation?" Mu Nan called to his back.

Jacques put on clean clothes and said coldly: "No need."

Mu Nan thought for a moment: "Do you want to ask Brother Qiu Ye for help? He is so busy, how can he have time to take care of your trivial matters?"

Jacques froze when he raised his pants: "What do you call him?"

"Brother Qiuye, that's what I called him when I was young." Mu Nan raised his chin proudly.

Jacques glared at him fiercely, even worse than being poked by him just now, but he didn't say anything, and slammed the door and left the training room.

After punching for several hours and taking a shower again, the sullenness in Jacques' chest didn't weaken at all, but accumulated more and more. Could it be because of Mu Nan's anger?

It was almost time to pick up the autumn leaves. Jacques rubbed his chest, and just as he took a step, his eyes suddenly widened.

He vaguely heard a low, gloomy voice calling, the blood in his body became hot instantly, his limbs were filled with infinite power, and a strong desire to destroy emerged from the bottom of his heart, wishing to punch something right away .

Let's fight!my people!

The voice was almost in the ear, deafening.

Not right!Very wrong!

Jacques spread his legs and ran towards Qiuye's laboratory. When he rushed to the door of the laboratory, Qiuye and Zhu Xifeng just came out of it.

"It's really on time... What's wrong with you?" Qiuye noticed that his expression was wrong.

Jacques gasped heavily, his eyes protruding: "The dragon people are about to attack! I heard their voice calling for battle!"

No one thought that after the brief calm between humans and the dragon people, the first battle alarm was issued under such sudden circumstances.

The battle has finally begun!