Oops, I became a star treasure

"You should offer him chili peppers instead of candy. You don't produce sugar either."

"Ah! It's you again, the unreliable black tiger shrimp!!! Stir-fried black tiger shrimp!!! Shrimp, shrimp, shrimp!!!"

Baby voice splits.

This mini pepper man and the mini sunflower are really cut from the same mold, worthy of being grown up together.

Yan Fuxia looked at the mini pepper man speechlessly.

I don’t know what’s wrong with this little hot pepper, but when he sees his mortal enemy, he’s like a cat with its fur standing on end.

Yan Cheng put the earrings he had prepared on Yan Fuxia and glanced at the still angry little pepper.

"The uncle voice is unpleasant. Your master likes the baby voice."

Chili Pepper: !!!!!!!!! Let me take it easy!!!!!!

"what is this?"

"Chen Luo's latest research has developed an oxygen device. If the light armor can no longer bear the oxygen reserves, this can produce oxygen."

Even in the interstellar age, oxygen is still the key to survival that humans rely on.

Even in this era, space warfare still requires oxygen equipment because the universe does not produce oxygen.

There are naturally large oxygen devices covering the areas near the base camp, but in the battles outside the front line, the oxygen device is the most important equipment.

There is a place to store oxygen equipment in the mecha of each mecha division. There is no need to worry about the mecha division. What you need to worry about is the light armored division and logistics personnel.

Chen Luo has been researching this equipment for a long time and has just recently completed the practical version confirmation and is now in production.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have given it to Yan Fuxia.

"You and Hei Yu will board Dong Lin's mecha later, and I will follow beside you in my own."

"Okay, you have mecha?"

Yan Fuxia looked at Yan Cheng curiously. This guy usually followed him around, but he had never seen him drive a mecha!!!

"Why isn't there..."

"Is the mecha expensive?"

"Gui, would you like to sponsor me a little?"

"...I knew you were always eyeing my little treasury!!!!"

Yan Cheng: ...was discovered...

Jiang Ci and Dong Lin, who came over later, blinked and watched the little pepper man waving leaves to cheer for the little prince, who was desperately pulling hair with Yan Cheng.

Yes, pulling each other's strings.

In the entire empire, the only one who dares to argue with His Highness is this black tiger shrimp.

I really don’t know where he got such courage!!

After Hei Yu checked all the matters that needed attention, he returned to the preparation room and was hugged by Yan Fuxia.

His hands subconsciously reached out to support Yan Fuxia's weight.

"what happened?"

“That black tiger shrimp is so infuriating!!!”

"Humph!"

He looked at Yan Cheng, who was standing behind him with his arms folded and groaning, with a frown on his face. He really didn't understand why this black tiger shrimp liked to make trouble so much.

Hei Yu lowered his head and rubbed Yan Fuxia's head, smiling.

“Come back later for stir-fried black tiger shrimp!”

"I want two more!"

"can!"

"Yeah (＾－＾)V"

victory!!

ヾ(￣ー￣)X(^▽^)ゞ

Yan Cheng: ...Hei Yu has become a bad boy!

After receiving all the information from the main control room, Qing Qiuying looked up at the bustling preparation room with a smile.

Your Highness, you are always so kind. The atmosphere, which was originally extremely tense, instantly became bright.

The stability of military morale is important, and the determination to die is also important, but it is too heavy.

It was too heavy, which led many imperial soldiers to subconsciously fill it with death.

This is not good and needs to be changed.

Ten years ago, after the little princess put forward this idea, whenever she came to the battlefield, it cannot be said that there were no casualties, but the ratio was indeed reduced a lot.

Because of this recognition, the young prince's popularity in the Imperial Legion has almost surpassed that of several marshals.

If the young prince had not really been interested in the position of marshal, the empire would probably have had another marshal.

"Your Highness, we are ready and can set off."

Nodding, Yan Fuxia's expression became more serious.

Look at the starry sky outside the room, take a deep breath, and get ready to go.

Looking at Yan Fuxia walking forward, Qing Qiuying froze for a moment.

Your Highness, after all these years, still hasn’t remembered the speech I gave before going to battle!

Sighing silently, Qing Qiuying thought it would be better not to force it. This could be considered the unique symbol of the young prince.

The members of the Imperial Army team who were about to go into battle also walked forward with their arms around each other's shoulders, not looking like they were going to a battle in a life-or-death situation.

"Isn't my Xia Xia nice?"

"What do you want to say?"

Glancing at Yan Cheng, Qing Qiuying was speechless. What did this guy want to do?

"I think you have good fighting ability, and you have genes that are good at speed."

"..."

"I thought you would try hard to make your presence felt."

"..."

"Can you try harder? We don't have the genes for running fast in our family. We do have genes for flying, though."

"...You really aren't worried about me."

"Why worry about it? I am irreplaceable in Xia Xia's heart in every way."

Spreading his hands, Yan Cheng spoke with such confidence and impoliteness, and then walked towards Yan Fuxia in front of him.

Looking at Yan Cheng's back, Qing Qiuying frowned slightly.

Every matcher of His Highness is absolutely rational, and they know very well what kind of matchers are needed to form an absolute defense.

Whether it is fighting or escaping, there must be enough people capable of taking on this position.

They will not choose to persecute other matches in order to win favor, or frame other people who want to be matches in order to win favor.

And even if they think someone is suitable to be a match, they will obtain the consent of the little prince. As long as the little prince is unwilling, no one can do anything.

How about trying harder from now on?

Well, if I try harder, maybe the little prince will accept me!

If you don’t accept it, face it calmly.

......

Front line.

The mechas stopped after arriving.

This is the outermost edge of the Empire's defense line, and the signal coverage from the main control room only reaches here.

Going further will lead to a dangerous situation with no signal.

Yan Fuxia came out of Dong Lin’s mecha and sat on the mecha’s arm with Hei Yu.

"Everyone, the place I marked is ahead. It's very dangerous. Pay close attention."

"Yes!"

"Roger that!"

"So, is the suicide note ready?"

Everyone choked...

"Ahahahahaha, I've finished writing it. I want the piece of land with the best feng shui in my family's cemetery!

I also want my most beautiful photo to be placed on the tombstone, and it must be in color!

Every year the tribute must be lemons. I want to become a lemon spirit and make the future little ones jealous!

Oh, and I also requested some more nutrient soil behind my grave.

If a seed falls into it, it will grow into all kinds of flowers, plants, or food!"

︿(￣︶￣)︿︿(￣︶￣)︿︿(￣︶￣)︿

There was a brief silence.

To be honest, writing a suicide note and its contents are the most painful.

But why, now they just want to cover their faces silently!