Phoenix Feather Dedicated to the Admiral

When Lan Xiyu and Qi Mo arrived at the Hulan station, the Hela constellation was also very lively.

It's a pity that the excitement is not quite right—the Mermaid King of the Hella Star Group has gone crazy for some reason. First, he quietly went to the Interstellar Federation to abduct a bunch of people, and then asked each planetary group for the best coral, Cloud shells and conch shells brought up all the tributes that had been discontinued for these years in one go.

Everyone looked at each other, thinking that maybe the king wanted to decorate the palace on a whim.

No one expected that none of the best tributes were delivered to the Mermaid King's own room, but were neatly placed in Horn's "recuperation" room.

Horn was dumbfounded, looking at the delicate and beautiful coral trees all over the room, and those two night pearls that could almost blind his eyes.

"The king gave this to Mr. Horn." The attendant politely carried another half-person-high colorful conch, "Where do you think it looks good?"

"Uh... the right... No, no." Horn shook his head quickly, "I don't need these, please thank the Mermaid King for me, and send them back."

Before the words fell, there was a sudden noise from outside the room.Immediately afterwards, a little mermaid walked in surrounded by a crowd of mermaids.Horn recognized at a glance that it was Annuo, the king of the mermaid clan.

After all, no mermaid has the most breathtaking cobalt blue eyes and moonlight silvery white hair like Annuo.

"Anlahong?" Annuo stood still in front of Horn and asked with concern.

Horn couldn't understand the language of the ancient mermaid clan.He scratched the back of his head and looked at the Holy Father behind An Nuo as if asking for help.

The holy father coughed lightly: "Lieutenant Colonel, the king is asking if you are still feeling uncomfortable."

In this way, under the premise that Holy Father An Lu acted as an interpreter, Horn and An Nuo spoke one sentence at a time.

"I'm not feeling well, thank you Wang. It may be a while longer." Horn replied according to the official language.

Who knew that An Nuo flicked his tail and said, "I'm not bothering you for a while, you have to stay here forever!"

Of course, Holy Father Anlu would translate a little more euphemistically, and the tone and everything were guessed by Horn combined with Annuo's movements and expressions.

"If I have a chance, I still have to go to Qi Mo." Horn's expression was complicated. "He still needs my help. When he is ready, I have to leave here."

An Nuo's face changed drastically after hearing this, his originally rosy face was stained with a layer of frost, and the crystal clear scales on his lower body also formed a faint layer of ice.He pushed away the guards around him and moved straight to Horn, holding his arm and looking up.

Those cobalt blue eyes are like bright stars that hold the entire Hela constellation.

An Nuo is not happy.

He was on the verge of weeping, as if what Horn had said was too much and had taken away his beloved treasure.

Horn was a little flustered, this was the type he was least good at dealing with. "Uh...uh..."

A round tear oozed from An Nuo's eyes, slid down the beautiful face, and "slapped" to the ground.

"No, I like red seaweed, I want you to stay with me!"

Horn took a breath, and quickly wiped away An Nuo's tears.Who knew that the little mermaid became even more energetic, she wiped away more and more tears, and even grabbed his arm and rubbed against his body, wrapping his calf with its tail.

Horn had no choice but to look at An Lu for help.

The elder Holy Father whispered a few words of advice to An Nuo, but An Nuo didn't stop, shaking his head stubbornly, and his cheeks were bulging.

"Hey..." Horn had no choice but to sit on the bench with the little mermaid king in his arms, letting the mermaid tail tie him tightly.

He also doesn't know why An Nuo is so interested in him, is it really like what An Nuo said, because of his red hair?

"Enro," he whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear.

Sure enough, the little mermaid stopped crying and looked at him with bright eyes.

"Thank you for saving me, I am very grateful." This is an old saying that Horn has learned deliberately in the past two days in Hela, just to be able to thank the Mermaid King himself.

Sure enough, An Nuo laughed happily, and without further ado, he turned his head and said something to An Lu.Horn didn't understand, and saw the wonderful expression on the face of Holy Father Anlu, as if he had knocked over a paint plate.

"What did the king say?" Horn asked.

"Wang said, it's better to let you... wear the title of Mrs. Wang, so that even if the lieutenant colonel returns to the Interstellar Federation in the future, you don't have to worry about those people bullying you again." An Lu wiped his sweat while translating.

Horn was stunned, and looked down at the little mermaid in his arms, but saw An Nuo looking at him with a smile.

Mrs. Wang?

"Holy Father, the mermaid king regressed to infancy because he was injured and activated the self-protection mechanism. He is still in a juvenile state. Of course I am honored to be treated differently by the king, but... if the king regains his mental strength and reaches adulthood, he will definitely Regret for the current decision." Horn carefully considered the wording, "Do you understand what I mean?"

"Understood." An Lu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.He translated Horn's words to An Nuo. At first An Nuo listened carefully, but when he heard "adulthood regret", the little mermaid's face gradually turned cold.

An Nuo jumped off Horn's lap, and without looking at him again, he left the room with his attendants.

"..." Horn lowered his eyes, the cold body temperature of the little mermaid still remained on his hands.

He seemed to have pissed off the little guy.

……

In just over half a month, the discussion in the Interstellar Federation about the "defection" of Qi Mo and others has subsided.

People began to pay attention to other more interesting things -

Some people wrote lengthy essays analyzing how the lords stood in line on political stances, and some provided gossip about big businessmen. Of course, more people were concerned about when the stock could rise again.

However, the decline in social popularity does not mean that the government has lost its attention to the incident.

The Interstellar Federation has not taken any action since Qi Mo arrived in the jurisdiction of Feiye, which is completely inconsistent with Morik's behavior.

"The more silent he is, the more cautious we have to be." Qi Mo said to Lan Xiyu in the combat research room.

"He suffered a loss in the previous two offensive and defensive battles in public opinion, and he will definitely not easily stir up sensitive topics again." Lan Xiyu agrees with Qi Mo, "I think Morik will have to use tough methods if he makes another move. It’s time to write an article.”

"Since he will establish a research institute to study human experimental weapons, he will also study other things." Qi Mo frowned, "I remember..."

Two years ago, he once saw a confidential document on Morik's desk. The specific content in it was classified, so he didn't read it, but he vaguely glanced at the title.

—— "Request for Instructions on Initiating the "Spectrum" Development Program".

If he remembered correctly, there were not many military research-related content that was directly submitted to the President past him, and "Spectrum" was one of them.

"Spectrum?" Lan Xiyu was lost in thought, "Is it short for action plan?"

"Using the word 'development', I think it looks like a weapon." Qi Mo tapped on the table, "Ask Qin Yueming?"

Lan Xiyu didn't delay for a moment, and dialed Qin Yueming directly.

The other party waited for a long time before picking up: "What's the matter?"

"Is it convenient to talk?"

"Well, I'm not in the central area."

"The Interstellar Federation government or the military, have you customized any weapons related to 'Spectrum'?" Lan Xiyu asked.

Qin Yueming on the other end paused for a long time, and finally gave an answer: "No. This name is very special, if I see it on their order form, I will definitely write it down. However, there are other things that need attention. Recently they are on my side A lot of parts needed for the production of ultra-long-range assault weapons have been purchased, and a large number of workers and technicians have been called in. I think Morik must be rushing to prepare something, and you guys know it."

"..." Lan Xiyu glanced at Qi Mo, and said to the communication, "Thank you, I understand."

After the communication was hung up, Qi Mo rubbed his temples: "He probably made long-range weapons to deploy defenses in space. Now the strike range that the federal army can cover can spread from the main star to the entire federal horizon. If the attack location is set on the edge star, it can still Further expand the defensive area."

Lan Xiyu understood what Qi Mo meant: "The defense of Gabu on the Edge Star is not easy. Not only do you need to negotiate with the lord, but you also need to count the time for transportation and installation. However, we can't slow down the pace just because of this. He sent troops in before expanding the defensive area."

"I'll contact Mu Xin later." Qi Mo said, "No matter how much pressure the federal government puts on Area A, it hasn't compromised yet."

"Okay." Lan Xiyu nodded.

Qi Mo glanced at Lan Xiyu from the corner of his eyes, only to see that the other party's lips were pale, and the expression in his eyes was also filled with a touch of melancholy.

In the past two days, Lan Xiyu basically didn't rest much, and she slept for a short time at night, and the rest of the time was just lying down——Qi Mo couldn't hear Lan Xiyu's breathing every time he woke up, he was just pretending to sleep .

As if to reassure him, Lan Xiyu continued to laugh and play every day, as if nothing happened.

How could he feel at ease if this went on like this?

Qi Mo pressed Lan Xiyu's hand that was supporting the table.

Lan Xiyu was obviously taken aback, and raised her eyes to look at him.

"When do you expect to dispatch troops?" Qi Mo asked quietly.

"Five days later, seven days at the latest." Lan Xiyu said.

"You take a good rest these five days, I won't let people disturb you if there is nothing to do," Qi Mo said.

Lan Xiyu laughed: "Do I look that bad? You don't have to be so nervous, I..."

"Rest." Qi Mo repeated in an unquestionable tone.

Lan Xiyu looked at him quietly, and replied softly "OK" after a while.

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Annuo: Humph!