lyra sleepless

This is a rare day off for His Excellency the Consul.

After waking up, breakfast was already set on the table. It tasted so good that it was touching. It was definitely not the level of chefs that the Consulate Council advertised as a "clean government" budget standard.

He took a breath of the aroma, and sincerely said to the air: "What would we do without you, JEZZ."

Empty electronic voices came from all around, first there was a slight laugh, and then he said softly, "You're welcome, Xiao Jing."

You Zheng was watching the news on the sofa downstairs, You Jing came down from the elevator behind him, sneaked up maliciously and pinched You Zheng's neck, You Zheng grabbed his shoulders and threw him directly onto the wall, luckily JEZZ adjusted in time The curvature of the wall is what prevented You Jing from falling over.

"Spicy chicken." You Zheng smiled contemptuously.

JEZZ simply turned off his news screen.

"Okay, okay," You Zheng raised his hands in surrender, "I won't scold him anymore, JEZZ, please turn on the screen, I'll be at work later."

After a while, You Zheng asked aloud, "Are you going to inspect the province of Cerberus?"

"Yes," You Jing took a sip of the strong tea made by JEZZ, "The government plans to mine combustible ice in the asteroid belt to produce natural gas, am I serious?"

"I only know that Su Se is going to die of anger, you have taken a lot of benefits from him." You Zheng said with a smile.

"Yeah, does someone have any objections? There's nothing you can do if you have objections. Who told someone to dump the blame on your naive younger brother? Now that I'm the consul, I can do whatever I want."

You Zheng only felt that his younger brother deserved a beating today: "You have the guts to say that in front of Yegor. And I can have no objection, I only care about the military and don't meddle in your government's affairs."

He put his clean teacup on his brother's head: "I'm leaving, if you are bullied by wild and healthy aliens in Cerberus, remember to send a letter to your brother, and he will lead someone to rescue you. "

You Jing shook the cup off his head with a beard and a stare, JEZZ caught it, and took it back to the kitchen, he said helplessly, "Can you two save some time?"

Then You Jing was carried to the training room by JEZZ, in the words of JEZZ: "Your skills have declined too much recently."

It is not easy for him to use the muscle memory of this body flexibly. After all, You Jing was No. 1 in the combat power of the river bank base back then. As a contemporary youth, it is difficult for him to catch up with this progress in a short time.

But he occupied the young master's body, to be honest, how could he not feel guilty.

He comforted himself many times, maybe he and You Jing crossed each other, although the weather in Beijing is bad, the Earth's technology is weak, and their family is not as powerful as You Jia, but he is as handsome as You Jing, and he is also There are many girls chasing him, and StarCraft has already become a master, and the scholarship he got last semester has not been used up.

And carrying a schoolbag and textbooks and trotting through the foggy campus full of ginkgo trees is really very happy, much happier than being a consul.

After You Jing was beaten to the ground by JEZZ for countless times, he once again misses the days when he trotted across the land of the earth.

JEZZ said: "It can last a little longer." As an artificial intelligence, it always speaks very reservedly, but You Jing is still angry: "You hit me with ten fists at the same time, who can last?" Stay!"

"You are Mr. You's son, a tiger father has no dogs, so you can have higher demands on yourself." JEZZ encouraged him, saying that it called You Bushu's killing god Mr. You, which made You Jing feel chills.

He asked curiously: "How long can my father go under your hands?"

"I can't beat him," JEZZ put away those mechanical arms and said lightly.

"Damn it, with your ten arms and ten legs combined, you still can't beat him?"

You Jing is amazed, and You Jing pays homage to him.

With such a father, "a tiger father has no dogs", You Zheng and You Jing really committed crimes in their previous lives.

"For Mr. You, the more I move, the more openings I have, so it's useless."

"You still have flaws?" You Jing doubted, "There is no artificial intelligence better than you in the world."

JEZZ didn't make a sound, but You Jing felt that it was grinning.

"Seriously, JEZZ, which company did you produce? It can't be a customized robot. Is our family so awesome that even the smart housekeeper is unique?"

JEZZ lowered a towel to wipe the sweat off his face, "Save your energy, you have to go on a long journey tomorrow."

You Jing complained, "Don't use that tone, I'm an adult."

"Yes, you are the Archon. You carry all the hopes of Lyra."

"It doesn't need to be so nasty." You Jing pulled the towel and wiped it twice, "I'm going to take a shower first, see you JEZZ."

"See you later, Xiao Jing."

"How is he doing?"

"The progress is obvious." The always clear electronic voice replied.

"Hmph, that's not right now."

"Don't worry, he's still a kid."

"Not a child. I was not his age when I first went to war."

"You can't kill people on the battlefield," the voice said in a low voice, "and, who said that Mr. You was an adult back then."

You Bushu squinted at it: "You were not created at that time, right?"

"Yes," it replied briskly, "so I'm talking nonsense."