Major General he doesn't want to play Beta anymore [Rebirth]

Wen Yu's words were not entirely a temptation, he was indeed hungry when he woke up.

Although he didn't know how long he had been in a coma, he had been running around in M257 before, and only got a few tubes of nutritional supplements to satisfy his hunger.Wen Yu has never been in the habit of abusing himself. Before, he was busy serving the people and was wronged. Now that he is a prisoner with nothing to do, there is really no reason to continue to starve.

"Is the boss there?" Wen Yu rested his chin on one hand and looked in the direction of the monitor: "You said I dared to eat your food, but you still dare not give it away? Can you make a noise? Shaking your head is fine. "

This is also true, he is completely in the palm of his hand now? Yan can make up [-] tricks to deal with him, and it is better to be more generous than to take some useless defenses.

The two ghosts behind the monitoring wheel did not expect that this important prisoner who was guarded by the highest level around the clock had such a virtue, did he react? " Jumping back and forth between the two orders, seeing that Wen Yu still planned to say a few more words, he quickly sent a report to his superiors.

The superior was a minister trusted by the queen, who was with Yan when he received the news.

After hearing Wen Yu's request, Yan paused, then shook his head and smiled. "Give him all these irrelevant things."

The minister bowed his head respectfully: "Yes."

"You should keep an eye on it for the past two days." Yan flipped through the military newspaper of the Federation, and seemed to be in a good mood: "There is also Zhou Shuyu...forget it? Don't worry about that side, let's go down."

"Yes."

The minister saluted and left.

So after Wen Yu made a "polite inquiry" to the camera for the third time, a small crack opened on the table, and a row of nutritional supplements of various flavors rose up.

Wen Yu: "..."

"You are abusing prisoners of war." Wen Yu moved to the table, looked at the table and sighed: "Is this something that people should eat? Is this how your queen taught you to entertain guests?"

Now he's not a prisoner of war anymore?

"Forget it? It's because I didn't understand." Wen Yu raised his lips at the monitor: "Please get me some normal and delicious human food."

This time, the reaction over there was quicker? A lot, the table cracked a small crack, the row of nutrients slid down the bottomless passage, and the table slowly closed again.

Wen Yu withdrew his gaze from the passageway, this is true, guarding against him is like guarding against thieves.

"Will something come up in a while?" Wen Yu knocked on the heavy? The newly folded tabletop, and asked somewhat curiously: "You have such a big room that there is nothing that can talk? "

No one paid attention to him, and he didn't care, so he picked up the book at hand and shook it again? Shake: "Also, can you give me the terminal? At least something to pass the time, even if you want me to carry you alien cultivators It won’t take a day for a brief history, right?”

After the words fell, the table cracked again, but nothing rose up for a while.

Wen Yu generously leaned over and looked down, it was pitch black, he didn't hide his interest, he stretched out his hand to probe down, and knocked on both sides of the table by the way, it wasn't unexpected, the only gain was to find The inside of the "table" feels a little familiar to the touch—so much like a mech.

Is Wen Yu convinced? Really convinced?

With Yan's level of defense against him... he can basically bid farewell and save himself? Or can he wait peacefully for someone to bring him up?

"Does this mean you want me to wait?" Wen Yu pointed? Pointing to the tabletop, he sincerely suggested: "You use such luxurious materials, even if you save a little, it's enough to install a surround sound system in the whole house?"

The alien cultivators behind the monitor probably couldn’t bear it? He? Soon? There was a stack of books in the small passageway, half the height of a person, and on the top one was a book with four big characters on the cover——"Detailed History of Abnormal Excipients".

Wen Yu: "..."

He felt that it was not because of his sensitive nerves, but because of this inexplicable feeling of being bullied, which was really familiar.

Wen Yu's interest was rekindled.

Idle around is also boring, whether he thinks too much or not, he doesn't break the law if he wants to eat and drink.

"What about normal and delicious human food?" Wen Yu moved the stack of books to his hand, pointed? Pointed to the closed tabletop after delivering the books: "Is this the end? Spiritual food can't fill the stomach."

The desktop is opened again? It is empty, which translates to—wait.

Wen Yu understood, he decided to wait and see.

Estimating that "normal and delicious human food" would take some time to prepare, he picked up the "Detailed History of Different Cultivators" on the front and flipped through it.

The alien cultivators are a natural war race, their social system is barbaric and brutal, and their overall cultural level is a mystery. Even if they have a hobby of "using paper books" that is a perfect score, they cannot conceal their lackluster literature—even if they are History is no exception.

The book is only half a palm thick. Wen Yu originally thought it was just a certain history of the Yixiu Clan, and the main purpose of putting it at the top was to mock his phrase "recite a brief history of the Yixiu Clan". An illustration.

The bright red color of blood, the long river winding to the horizon, stretches across the wasteland, the beautiful ghost and the variant body with sickle-shaped arms? Crawled out of it.

Looking at the content of the records, it is said that the mother star turned energy into a blood river, and the first generation of ancestors of different cultivators was born in the blood river...

Wen Yu raised his eyebrows, this cannot be summed up in a detailed history, put it in the Federation, it is the archaeological documents recorded from the beginning of Pangu.

After flipping through a few pages, the records were sloppy and messed up. Even Wen Yu’s already boring air-conditioned drama surveillance was unbearable.He endured reading the first few pages of records surrounding the Blood River, and turned directly to the last page. The last part read "Queen Yan, broke through the federal Qiming defense line, and the Blood River surged within two months...".

From the age of mythology to the present, Wen Yu suspects that this is the history textbook of the heterodox race.

I pressed the history textbook on top of the general knowledge book that Zhou Shuyu had left behind, and was about to take down the next one, when there was another movement on the table, and a double-layered lunch box rose up.

Wen Yu opened the lunch box and found three dishes and one soup, all of which he liked.

He laughed? So now what does that mean?Is Zhou Shuyu watching him from behind the surveillance?not like.Yan Guai, a talented pharmacist, didn't just let him watch the surveillance when he came back.

Furthermore, Yan was protesting to him, which showed that she understood him, but it was also unlikely. She didn't even want to give him a chance to talk, which was not in line with the purpose of the demonstration.

Apart from a coincidence, there is only one possibility left - Zhou Shuyu also has internal support in the alien cultivator clan.

At the same time, he is conveying this information to him through this method.

What does he want to do?

Wen Yu couldn't figure it out, since Zhou Shuyu revealed his identity, he hadn't figured it out.

Wen Yu turned around a few times in his heart, but on the surface he still maintained the previous style, and waved to the direction of the surveillance: "Thank you."

After finishing speaking, I picked up the chopsticks. It tasted good.

The spirits after monitoring breathed a sigh of relief, and the youngest among them muttered: "It finally stopped?"

Sitting next to him teased: "Didn't you just say that he is handsome and has a nice voice?"

The young man looked at it again? He glanced at the monitoring screen, paused and had to give in: "That's true."

"Okay?" The minister sitting at the front was the minister who just came from Yan's place. She interrupted their chat: "Keep an eye on it carefully, and report to me at any time if you have any requests."

The remaining two became serious: "Yes."

When the person in charge left, the remaining two breathed a sigh of relief. The younger one asked, "Do you think the boss did it on purpose? Look at that chili..."

"I don't know." The other raised his chin towards the monitor: "But I think he quite likes it."

Just as he was talking, the person on the screen has already finished all the food in a slow manner? and covered the lunch box properly.

The young foreign spirit propped his chin: "You see he is still very neat."

The older one nodded: "I heard that the soldiers of the Federation are like this. They have a lot of demands, unlike..."

Before he finished speaking, another voice came from the monitoring screen: "Is there a cleaning towel? I want to wipe the table."

The little foreign spirit grinned: "I finally know where this sense of familiarity comes from?"

The older spirits calmly threw the cleaning towels that their boss had prepared before leaving? The delivery channel: "What?"

"Do you think he looks like the virtual lover I raised?" The little foreign spirit counted on his fingers: "He looks good and has a nice voice, locked in the same house? Can't get out... and the most important point , there are too many thieves."

Elder spirit: "..."

The little foreign spirit thought for a while and then added: "But he is a little better looking than the one I raised, alas, if he is not from the Federation, I will make one just like him."

Wen Yu didn't know what kind of evaluation he got, but even if he knew? He would probably just smile and express his honor.

Probably because food does have the effect of pleasing the body and mind, and now he is actually in a good mood.Regardless of whether it was a coincidence or Zhou Shuyu had any plans, he still had nothing to do. He only had a plan of "improvement", which meant the same as "resignation to fate", but it sounded more optimistic.

Wen Yu asked for another old watch without internet connection, and only then did he barely have a sense of time in the difficult life of captivity.

There was indeed a problem with the food, but it wasn't for him. Two days later, his mental and physical strength had returned to peak.

The ghosts behind the monitoring station rotated for several rounds, Wen Yu was always the same, the shit was endless, and on the second night, all the ghosts were in the same place? Let out a sigh of relief.

During the surveillance, the young man used the cleaning spray in distaste, and went back to bed to lie down.

The minister in charge walked away from the monitor, brushed his fingers across the screen inadvertently, and turned his head to the two spirits on duty: "Have another hard night, keep an eye on it, the task will be over tomorrow?"

The two spirits nodded heavily, and the person in charge turned and left.

"Oh, what a pity." The little foreign spirit and his partner on duty today were on duty on the first day. As soon as the person in charge left, he sighed: "How do you say that from the Federation? There used to be times when the seas were too difficult... I play now." Virtual lovers are not good anymore?"

"Didn't you just pinch one?" the older one asked.

"You don't understand." The little foreign spirit shook his head: "The ones you pinched are not as interesting as this."

The older one: "..."

He didn't understand why young people changed their minds so quickly.

"Hey, I have to cherish this last chance." The little foreign spirit sighed again, and stared at the person in the picture who seemed to be breathing evenly and seemed to be asleep in the picture: "He slept really well, didn't he feel nervous at all? ?”

Outside the frozen frame, Wen Yu who "slept so well" pushed open the door that had been closed all along.

It was empty outside the door, and there was no one he guessed.

Wen Yu looked down at the space button in his hand. In the afternoon, another batch of books came in, which was included in a copy of "Landscapes of the Mother Planet"?.

The space button is very light, which means that the things inside are not heavy, and can be carried in, and it will not be a weapon such as a mech.

Wen Yu poked his mental power in, it was his tactical bag and a small locator.

Who sent these things is self-evident.

On the locator is a palm-sized small map, with two lines extending from his position, one with a red river at the end, and the other with a green starship.

One side is the blood river, and the other side is the starship.

Zhou Shuyu, what exactly does he want to do?

Wen Yu laughed, packed the tactical bag, and sneaked towards the Blood River without hesitation.

In the current situation, he and Zhou Shuyu probably couldn't talk about trust anymore.

Intellectually, the two paths were given by Zhou Shuyu, neither of which is worthy of trust.

Emotionally... Wen Yu heard the judgment he had made a long time ago, went to see it, and treated it as an explanation, to Zhou Shuyu, and to himself.