The Imperial General's Wedding [Interstellar]

Dromond looked at Jhin very angrily, and scolded, "Who are you?!"

Jhin frowned, and met Dromond's blue eyes full of anger without saying a word, a tight line was drawn between the two, and the flames of war were about to burn along this invisible line.

Dromond loaded the pistol again and pointed it coldly at Jhin. The distance between the two was less than five meters. With his gun handling skills, there was no doubt that this shot would directly headshot.

Dromond scolded in a deep voice: "In this empire, no one except Xie Jin is qualified to drive Lancelot! How did you get up there? What despicable means were used?!"

Back then, when Lancelot, who had been sleeping for many years, was moved out of the Imperial Research Institute to fight against the Dray Stars, the Imperial military screened many excellent genes that might be suitable, including Dromond, who was the emperor's son, but Lancelot Te rejected everyone and only accepted Xie Jin's gene. Even so, only 90% of the functions were turned on.

Seeing that the misunderstanding was serious, Lancelot hurriedly explained: "You misunderstood. I accepted the master's order to accompany him to practice driving the mech. The master only opened the basic functions for him!"

Dromond frowned, looking arrogantly at Jhin up and down, and at the same time, Jhin was also looking at him unceremoniously.

The two Alphas with the same excellent genes made no secret of the hostility in each other's sights. Dromond's eyes finally fell on Jhin's black hair and black eyes, and asked coldly: "Who are you? Black hair and black eyes? You Who is Xie Jin?"

Lancelot explained: "He was brought back from gamma 3 by the general."

"Oh? You're the one who got the recommended spot?" Dromond looked at Jhin sarcastically with a very mean arc on his lips.

Seeing that Jhin still had an indifferent expression on his face, without saying a word, Lancelot was afraid that the crown prince would get emotional after his brain cramps, so he hurriedly said, "Yes, Lord Dromond."

"I'm asking him!"

As Dromond shouted angrily, a bullet shot out from Dromond's muzzle and hit Jhin's foot an inch away. The punch blatantly hit Dromond.

Shocked, Dromond quickly gripped the pistol backhand, and hit Jhin with a hard fist that hit the handle of the gun. The two fists were majestic, with fierce eyes, and at the same time they crossed each other's defensive arms and hit each other in the face. , each take a step back.

Lancelot screamed, and hurriedly turned on the protection mode under the highest authority, protecting Jhin in the golden halo.

Dromond wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his body tensed up angrily: "Who the hell are you?"

"Your Highness, I did not lie to you, he is really—"

"Let him talk!" Dromond roared at Lancelot, then looked at Jhin, pointed the gun at Xie Jin again, "Are you dumb?! Speak, tell me! Who are you?! What is the purpose of approaching Xie Jin! How can a refugee from the γ3 area have such strength?!"

Lancelot looked at Jhin nervously, but Jhin remained silent, and looked at Dromond with cold eyes. Dromond was silent for a moment, and the anger brewing in his eyes almost burst out of his pupils. The eyes that were originally sea blue became more and more red, showing the genetic characteristics of the Frox family. He slowly pulled the trigger and said in a cold voice, "If you don't say anything, I will shoot you!"

"Your Highness!" Lancelot stepped forward to intercept, "With all due respect, you have no right to take his life! The master has put his account in the name of his wife, and he is now a legal resident of the empire! He has the conditions to enjoy the imperial citizenship." all rights!"

Dromond remained unmoved, the tighter his hand pulling the trigger, Jhin suddenly rushed forward, and before Dromond could react, he grabbed the muzzle of the pistol, and Dromond subconsciously pulled the trigger. After knocking down the bottom, Jhin dodged sideways neatly, and the bullet grazed his hair and shot straight out.

Jhin looked into Dromond's scarlet eyes, his eyes were calm, and his voice was low and hoarse: "I was brought back from the γ3 area by Xie Jin." Jhin counterattacked defensively, and finished the remaining half of the sentence, "All my skills are learned from the "Imperial Officer Combat Training Course"."

"So you're not dumb." Dromond sneered, and struck across again. The two quickly went back and forth a few moves, and finally jumped back at the same time, widening the distance.

Dromond looked at Jhin, and Jhin was right, every move he made was taught in the textbook, even if he pushed him to the limit, the moves he subconsciously used were still the contents of the textbook.

Dromond suddenly felt very bored. He stopped his offensive, tidied up his messy uniform, dusted off his cuffs, and turned to look at Lancelot.

Lancelot stood up immediately.

Dromond said: "Lancelot, you should know that it is against the regulations to open a subspace training ground in a non-designated place. I don't remember the military-designated place in the backyard of General Xie Jin's house."

"Yes, this is indeed our fault, but the general said that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. He can't think of anything more unacceptable than asking him to teach a group of youngsters who don't understand anything, so he is not afraid. Suffer other punishments." Pausing, Lancelot did not know where to draw a gold card, and waved it in front of Dromond, "You can issue a ticket, we accept the fine, or you don't mind If not, the fines for the next two weeks will be fined together.”

Dromond: "..."

The empire does have a rule that the secondary space should not be opened privately, because it is easy to cause unsightly streets after opening, but most people do not abide by this rule. This rule is like the prohibition of illegal parking in the traffic law. A crime in a place like the backyard can be fined at most.

Dromond closed his eyes, suppressed the blood in his eyes, and said, "I don't care about fines, but if other people know about this, what will they think of Xie Jin, especially the one he brought back?" This person has the same black hair and black eyes as him." He paused, then looked at Lancelot, "Let me make it clear, I'm threatening you."

Without Dromond's reminder, Lancelot also understood, and he said directly: "Your Highness, if you have any requirements, just say so, and I will try my best to satisfy you as long as the authority permits."

A fleeting embarrassment appeared on Dromond's face, and he quickly suppressed the blush on his face. He coughed, looked at Lancelot, and said solemnly: "I will try to drive you again. !"

"This..." Lancelot hesitated, "I need to get in touch with the master. Let me remind you that my system has been continuously upgraded over the past few years, while your genetic chain has basically remained unchanged."

"I know, I'll wait for you to contact me." Dromond leaned on the discarded mecha, squinting at Jhin, with a casual look, obviously a rascal who said "If you don't let me try today, I won't leave" look.

Jhin patted Lancelot, Lancelot put down the long ladder, and let Jhin step in. Not long after, a cold mechanical sound came from inside: "Basic functions are restarted. The subspace training mode is starting—Mecha No. [-] It has been scrapped, and the Mecha No. [-] is being remotely activated—”

Jhin's voice followed, "Wait slowly."

Dromond: "..."

Dromond hammered the mecha behind him angrily.

On Science and Technology Street, Ricky took Xie Jin to see the experimental results of a few alternative medicines of gram polyphenols, but they were not very optimistic. None of the ten plans will work. By the way, haven’t you gone to teach at the Royal Academy, get me some relevant internal medicine materials.”

"Which aspect do you want?"

"All of them," Ricky said with his eyes shining brightly, "I'd rather kill a thousand by mistake than miss one! Especially the article published on "Nature" a month ago, it must have something published!"

Xie Jin pondered: "It's easy to say anything else, the one you mentioned needs the genetic authority of the royal family."

"Then... looking for your fiance?"

Xie Jin looked at Ricky warningly, Ricky coughed and quickly changed his words: "You should be able to get it from His Royal Highness Dromond."

Xie Jin stopped, and the communicator by his ear received a communication request from Lancelot. He flicked the switch and asked, "What's going on?"

"His Highness Dromond has come down, he wants to try to open my permission to drive again, allow?"

Xie Jin: "..."

Xie Jin glanced at Ricky, Ricky was taken aback, and leaned over curiously, Xie Jin turned on the loudspeaker function, Lancelot thought Xie Jin didn't hear clearly, so he repeated it again.

"Haha!" Ricky laughed, "Here we come!"

Lancelot: "What?"

Xie Jin said: "Tell him it's okay, but you just need to sign an agreement, I'll draw it up right away and send it to you."

After a while, Lancelot responded: "Received."

Xie Jin disconnected, Ricky suddenly remembered something, slapped his head, and said: "By the way, I almost forgot about this. You asked me to help you find someone to find the source of the signal sent to the space pirate base."

"How about it?"

Ricky put away his unscrupulous expression, stared at Xie Jin's eyes, and said seriously: "It was sent from the Imperial Palace."

On the other hand, Dromond really waited patiently until Jhin completed a training session, and Lancelot posted an electronic contract in front of Dromond's eyes: "The master said that you can try to regain the driving permission after signing this. "

"What is this?" Dromond frowned and scanned quickly, "A research paper on Alzheimer's? It's for Mrs. Lena, of course it's okay."

He signed his name indifferently and looked at Lancelot with a look of expectation in his eyes.

Jhin got down from Lancelot, picked up the books on the ground, and sat on the grass to read them.

The boarding ladder was lowered, and Dromond stepped up step by step, with nervous but uncontrollable excitement.

——Lancelot is the best mecha in the entire empire, unparalleled, no matter who it is, it is expected to be the owner of Lancelot.After Xie Jin's general position was dismissed, the reason why Lancelot was still with Xie Jin was because there was no one in the empire who could match him. If he could complete the match, Lancelot would become his all. Because Xie Jin has lost the chance to step on the battlefield again as a general.

Thinking of this, Dromond's eyes sank, and his heart became cold. Xie Jin didn't care about this opportunity at all, the opportunity he dreamed of!

He stepped into the cockpit and looked at the operation panel with a very complicated arrangement of buttons in front of him. For countless days and nights, he had studied this super S-class mecha with admiration, and was familiar with every structure of it. He said that if all the parts of Lancelot were removed and reassembled, he could assemble an identical one.

Regular fluctuations flickered on the genetic identification board. Dromond took a deep breath, suppressed his nervousness, and pressed his palm on the identification board again.

The fluctuations changed suddenly, and the high and low values ​​were arranged alternately. Under Dromond's nervous gaze, a red light jumped out of his eyes——

"Insufficient genetic authority! Unable to log in the driver profile!"

Dromond's face suddenly turned pale.

Still failed!