Major General Liser Shakurin, the executive president of the RX363 Legion of the Multistar Federation, turned off the four-dimensional display screen that had been playing for a long time, and said in a somewhat formal tone: "In this way, everything is entrusted to you." ”

Sitting beside him was a red-haired boy with an arrogant look and a cute appearance. Hearing him say this, the boy replied with a contemptuous smile fostered by his natural superiority.

"It's nothing, don't be too polite."

Xia Kurin noticed that his tone was too solemn. He relaxed his tense muscles and smiled kindly at the petite boy in front of him.

"Of course, if it's just an ordinary spy mission, it's too easy for you. But—"

The red-haired boy's silver pupils squinted at him malice, "If you have any secrets that you haven't told me beforehand, it's best to say them now." I don't like to be played! ”

Xia Kurin was stunned, and felt that incomparable sense of threat was emanating from the young man's slender body. Indeed, almost no one can afford to provoke him, and not only him...

"Don't get me wrong, Bochouan. All I want to say are unsubstantiated personal doubts. According to the information from the last time, the Red Cultist's base camp is not only surrounded by physical optical electromagnetic fields, but may also surround YH Nianbo! This is no small situation. ”

"That's right, this means that the sunset star of our bizarre evil sect is inhabited by mutant life forms with an index higher than ζ. That would be my real opponent. ”

The red-haired boy simply finished the suspicious suspicions that were on his lips for him. Hearing his worries being said so bluntly by Bo Joan, Xia Kulin felt strangely relaxed. But when he saw that Bojoian's expression was still so disdainful, as if no matter how strong an opponent was, he felt humiliated and secretly angry.

As if sensing Xia Kulin's mood changes, Bo Qiu An laughed happily and naughtily pinched Xia Kulin's shoulder.

"Hey, don't get angry, boss. I'll do it beautifully, don't worry! ”

He said sourly, "I don't dare to call myself the boss. If you make a mistake, I'll—"

"Hey, are you really that scared of Orsha?"

At the mention of the "Snow King" of the Pumoller family, his chest tightened. It's more than fear! If someone is unfortunate enough to have to deal with Orsha Pommole, it is best to be aware of the worst first. If it involves her little pet, it's even more...

Bo Joan tilted his head to look at him, coldly grabbed his face, and kissed Xia Kulin's lips affectionately. The tip of the boy's tongue lingered on the cool taste of the high-speed psychedelic drug "Sea Mirror", and he tasted it with pleasure, and suddenly realized that a sparse stubble appeared at the corner of his lips, and he realized that he was really overworking for a while.

"Hey, you're so nervous. It's not fun! ”

Bo Qiu'an's soft red hair brushed his neck, stirring up sensitive throbbing lines. When he finally came to his senses, he was stunned to find that he was the only one in the room. Bochouan's voice sounded crisply in his head.

"Goodbye! Good news for you in a few days, boss. Don't worry too much, I'll have fun with you when I get back! ”

He stared blankly at the deserted wall. This little ghost! He used his most hated teleportation again! However, Shakulin could not deny that he had begun to become obsessed with this little monster that ordinary people would only be afraid of. It was miserable, he found himself muttering to himself.

"yes, come back and play with me!"

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Perslin Rhaegar glides smoothly down the station's light trail in a one-man tender boat. Exhausted, the tingling sensation of pins dancing in his skull made it difficult for him to compose, let alone rest.

Hastily abscond from Cole to a nearby moon, the Ganni Berry 2, and then fly straight to the outpost of the Morriss system aboard an unofficial spaceship on the half-black market. Along the way, he had had enough of the outlaw displacement, and until now, he didn't feel safe in what he felt at the planet Edmund, home to Farria Academy, known as "the most liberated anarchy in the galaxy". The ghost of thought is in pursuit. If he had slept at all during the journey, he was just stuck in his own nightmares, staring at the hideous sights that had happened

"Perslin!"

He was startled, and the tender boat came to a halt halfway along the light track.

Sensing that something was wrong, he laboriously landed the small boat that he had so pitifully made to the terminal field below. He no longer had to deal with a completely unfamiliar means of transport, and he had time to reply to the sound of the communicator in his ears.

"Asila? Is that you? ”

Esra Howard, the director of Fariyah Academy, is also the leader of the Morris system, which has essentially broken away from the Multinational Federation. She was one of the few true friends he had during his school days. Although she had never approved of Persling's political ideology, from the little personal history he could reveal, she treated him with a sincere understanding that was different from the abusive feelings, and he made friends for the first time. In all the years of intrigue with a large number of politicians, he has never used treacherous scheming against her. Ironically, he didn't expect that in the end, he still had to use their relationship to find a refuge for himself.

"Perslin, I'm waiting for you in the lounge V313. Come on, someone can't wait to see you! ”

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It would have been a serious challenge for him to land the fully computer-operated tender boat safely and unharmed. He often asks where this inability to do physical labor comes from. Just a purely personal trait? Or, in fact, for a long time, I have been afraid of crystal machinery?

Elsra seemed to expect that he would be delayed for a while. Perslin had just arrived when she heard her say to another person in a mocking tone at the half-open doorway, "Don't worry, he won't fall into outer space." ”

"You are so bad, sister! How so? ”

"Look at you! The expression is all leaked, don't be strong! ”

Perslin slipped into the room and spoke coldly behind the interlocutor.

"Wow, I've escaped from outer space."

Elsra and the other man turned around. Taking the boy by the hand, she introduced with a little playfulness: "Perslin, here is your passionate admirer. It won't be long before he's your student too—no need to pretend! Don't you count down the seconds all the time? Now that people are in front of you, is your tongue swallowed by a black hole? ”