The male is sweet and sandy

Lord, he is sweet and sandy

I heard that the meeting between the protagonists is wonderful?

The sky darkened layer by layer, and in the evening of the Y-705 galaxy, the sky showed a beautiful light pink color.

Gu Yan casually threw the pen on the table, stretched, and prepared to run away.

"Your work is not yet finished." Gu Yan's adjutant floated out of the corner like a silent ghost.

"But it's already dark! I can get off work!" Gu Yan defended her rights righteously.

This is Gu Yan's second year as a conscientious interstellar lord, and the pile of paperwork makes him miss his work as a star thief before he went ashore for nothing.

"There is no lord who is not doing his job like you!" said the adjutant bitterly. He was a butler before he became a bandit—the kind of star lord's confidant butler.

Gu Yan suspects that this is the reason why he is so keen on urging himself to become a dedicated lord.

"I need to rest." Gu Yan thought for a while, then slowly raised her head, and looked at the adjutant with that kind of clear and melancholy eyes.

His eyes were like rivers of shards of ice floating in the setting sun, almost glistening.

"I didn't sleep well last night." Gu Yan said softly.

The adjutant knew very well that the bastard was pretending to be pitiful, but he hesitated, and said: "I can help you with some of the work that does not require decision-making... But! You can't play tricks tomorrow! You have to finish more work tomorrow —Today plus tomorrow’s work!”

Gu Yan laughed all of a sudden, and happily jumped down from the armchair to the floor, like a nimble leopard, "Of course, of course, I will definitely do it tomorrow! I will trouble you today!"

He was so happy that he was about to hum a song, and while walking towards the door, he didn't forget to turn around and give the adjutant a wink, "May Tianfeng bless you!"

With a "click", the door closed.

"Hey, he'll play tricks tomorrow too." The adjutant complained and whispered, but his expression was clearly conniving.

Although Gu Yan doesn't seem to be very reliable, he still knows a lot in his heart.He is naturally good at commanding and planning. In this regard, he is a well-deserved genius, an out-and-out natural leader.

Gu Yan didn't know that the adjutant was blowing his rainbow fart, he was walking briskly along the long corridor to the lift platform.

Among all the planets under Gu Yan's name, the planet with the highest degree of habitability is already in good shape after a year of construction.This building, which is equivalent to the Lord's Tower, is hidden in the forest, and the aircraft platform is built not far from the Lord's Tower.

Gu Yan jumped onto the lifting platform, and the flying saucer-shaped lifting platform quickly spiraled down around this huge egg-shaped building. The surrounding lush trees brought fresh air, blowing on Gu Yan's face with the evening wind.

Gu Yan jumped off the lifting platform with ease, found an aircraft and got in, and turned on the autopilot system, "Please enter the destination." The lively electronic sound started.

"Golden House." Gu Yan leaned on the soft seat and yawned uncontrollably.He seems to be particularly tired lately.

As the aircraft ascended steadily, Gu Yan muttered whether it was because he stayed up late and played too many games a while ago, while lying on the armchair and turning on the optical brain.

The happiness of Internet addicted teenagers is so simple.

The golden cursive font appeared on the screen, which is the recent popular Zerg game - Scarlet Blade.This game was produced by a very small Zerg studio. Gu Yan liked the style of this studio very much, so he even learned the Zerg language by himself.

Gu Yanqing cleared two daily tasks, and suddenly a system prompt popped up, "The results of the lucky draw for the one-day tour of the Zerg capital Azemora have been announced! Who will be the lucky goose? Click on Cavalli Sauce above to check it out!" "

Gu Yan drew a prize a few days ago with the mentality of joining in the fun, so she clicked on the official mascot above, but there was no response.He just remembered that because of server problems, the rewards of this game have always been issued through the optical brain mailbox.

Gu Yan hesitated for a moment, and opened the optical brain mailbox.He rarely uses the mailbox that comes with the optical computer, and the compensation rewards of the usual games are also dispensable.As a result, the mailbox is now full of unread emails, some from Scarlet Blade, and some from other games in this studio, all of which are Zerg characters that he has learned half-baked.

""Blood Blade" Cavalli wears a blue cloak to warm Nimeng..."

"「?#的%@」holiday benefits, what do you guys like..."

"[@%?] %# for help, are you sure to release the planet %d#, and pull the ship in trouble to..."

"「%#@?」The continent is sinking deeper into the darkness, dear warrior, the %#@ you reserved? is online, do you confirm the installation..."

Gu Yan read a few emails due to his poor Zerg language proficiency, and his eyes were full of garbled characters. He didn't find the official lottery at all, so he simply selected all the Zerg language emails and clicked to confirm.

All the emails on the screen suddenly turned gray as read, and the red face of the official lottery also popped out, it was a yellow gift box tied with a bow——Gu Yan first complained about the strange aesthetics, and then found out... 噫?bingo!

What is this lottery?Gu Yan stared at the unpretentious gradient color fonts on the screen, lost in thought.

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The blond man was lying on his back on the seat of the spaceship's cab. There was a hideous wound on his abdomen. Although it had condensed slightly, blood was still slowly oozing out.

The powerful self-healing ability of the Zerg females is better than nothing under the special inhibitory drugs. To make matters worse, he has not taken in energy for a day and a half.

The existence of the medical kit on the spacecraft is still necessary, Garcia thought.

You must report this problem when you go back... Thinking of this, Garcia smiled wryly, if he could go back.

The piloting system of the spacecraft was severely damaged, and Garcia could only float aimlessly in the vast universe with the spacecraft.

Garcia sent a rescue message, but even if the Zerg planet closest to their current coordinates received rescue, it would take about three days.

In three days, his body was probably almost cold.

The massive blood loss made Garcia's eyes black. He tilted his head and looked out of the porthole. There was still an endless sea of ​​stars.But is it an illusion?The spaceship seems to be... moving in one direction?

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