Since it is the end of the world, Commander, please obey.

At eight o'clock the next morning, the sky outside was still gray and cold. In the end times, everything was desolate and bleak.

Bian Shi rubbed his eyes, slowly got up, and stared out the window for a while.

Ever since he no longer had to get up early and go to work late, he started sleeping in and staying in bed.

It turns out that life as a salted fish is so pleasant.

Not long after, there was a sound outside the door. Bian Shi opened it and saw it was the smart butler.

"What are you doing?" Bian Shi bent down slightly and looked at him.

The smart butler flashed a bunch of garbled characters, and finally a cold mechanical voice said "I'm sorry."

"This is what Zhi asked me to give you. He also asked you to wash up and come downstairs for breakfast."

Bian Shi took the clothes, his head dazed, "Oh, okay, thank you."

Bian Shi sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the white suit in a daze.

After a long while, he stood up and asked, "Will the cost of this dress be deducted from my salary?"

So he quickly washed up, ran downstairs, and saw Zhizheng slowly spreading butter on his toast.

"Commander." Bian Shi shouted, and when he saw Jiang Zhi put the toast he had prepared on the plate opposite him, he suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Bian Shi, eat."

While eating breakfast, Bian Shi secretly glanced at Jiang Zhi.

Jiang Zhi has a handsome face with sharp eyebrows and eyes, like a work of art carefully carved by a sculptor. His whole body exudes an inviolable sacredness, and his temperament is noble and restrained, which neutralizes his aggressive and superb face.

The only flaw, Bian Shi's gaze lingered there—probably the scar on his left lower jaw, about two centimeters long, a brown scar, like a crack on a white jade plate, like a dirty footprint in the snow, like a carefully nurtured flower being broken...

It makes people feel pity and a bit of resentment.

"What are you staring at me for?" Jiang Zhi suddenly asked.

Bian Shi was stunned for a moment, and quickly took a bite of toast, then puffed out his cheeks like a hamster, "Damn pot..."

My salary, Bian Shi hoped that Jiang Zhi could hear it clearly, but also felt that he should not hear it clearly.

The next second, Bian Shi’s smart brain beeped. Bian Shi looked at the balance in his smart brain and was stunned. “Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands… one hundred thousand!”

Oh my God, he has been working hard to make money for more than ten years, but his salary has never exceeded ten thousand!

Bian Shi laughed so hard that his eyes could not close, and he ate toast happily.

Jiang Zhi glanced at him, then lowered his head. He curled the corners of his mouth subtly, as if unconsciously.

After breakfast, Jiang Zhi boarded the airship and left.

Bian Shi and the smart butler stayed in the villa.

Although he had been educated by Jiang Zhi, the smart butler was still very persistent. He firmly believed that the compatibility between Bian Shi and his master was more important than anything else, so he took Bian Shi to explore the villa.

The smart butler also took Bian Shi to visit the house where General Zhi collected military medals and showed them to Bian Shi like a treasure.

Although he was not in the mood, he became interested in the violin hanging in the room.

"What is this thing? It can make a sound." Bian Shi touched it casually, and the strings made a sound that Bian Shi had never heard before. He was stunned for a moment, then touched it hard again.

The smart butler saw it and was so frightened that a string of garbled characters flashed across his face, "No, no."

"Ah? Okay." Bian Shi took a look at the violin, then took out his smart brain, took a photo, and did a search.

"So it's a violin? What kind of instrument is that? Is it from ancient times?" Bian Shi's meager knowledge came only from the intelligent computer or the occasional generous guidance from people around him.

In today's world, where are there still people who play musical instruments? How should they play? And for whom should they play?

In the end times, people only know how to find ways to survive, eat more, drink more water, follow their reproductive instinct to have a child, raise the child, and then die in endless waiting and anticipation, ending this boring and painful life.

Bian Shi looked at the wall full of achievements and was silent for a long time. Then he said, "If it weren't for Commander Jiang Zhi, the home planet would have been abandoned."

Without a plan, the mother planet will be abandoned.

Where will those people living on their home planet go? Will they become a speck of dust in the universe?

Bian Shi looked at his hands, moved his fingertips, and a faint blue light flashed by. After a long time, he sighed.

"I'm not a commander, and I'm not a savior." Bian Shi pushed the door open and went out.

The intelligent robot was left standing there in confusion, looking at the door, then at the violin, and finally the display screen lit up.

No one knew what Bian Shi was doing in the house, but his expression was very heavy.

As soon as the smart butler approached, Bian Shi alertly turned off the smart brain and faced the robot.

The smart housekeeper turned his round head 360 degrees as if to try to cover up his mistake.

"...What are you doing?" Bian Shi was speechless about this invincible robot.

I don't know why, despite having made great military achievements and having wealth at home that is as much as the entire Ninth Galaxy, he still has to use this very backward smart butler.

"My dear friend, if you like violin, then you must like Zhi."

"Ah? What kind of nonsense?" Bian Shi was shocked and quickly moved to the sofa to the side.

However, the smart butler was still immersed in his own reasoning and even had a series of associations.

"You and Zhi have such a high degree of compatibility. Your children will have the same chance of becoming high-quality psychics, whether they are alphas or omegas."

Bian Shi hurriedly stopped him, "Wait a minute! What's in your computer? You can't have a baby. You can't have a baby at all."

"Okay, okay, go check the security system of the house and don't hang around here." With that, Bian Shi pushed the smart housekeeper out and locked the door.

The surroundings finally quieted down. Bian Shi took a deep breath and squatted down against the door. "One hundred thousand, plus the money I saved before, I still need five hundred thousand star coins to buy a spaceship ticket to the seventh planet."

The Seventh Planet is at the outermost edge of the Ninth Galaxy, close to the outer systems and also the place closest to the front line. It is said that the enemy uses the Seventh Planet as its base, and has been aggressively seizing and attacking resources from other planets in the Ninth Galaxy, and has even launched a war with the outer systems.

It is the most dangerous den of wolves and tigers, but Bian Shi has to go there. The secret that has kept him alive until now is on the seventh planet.

Bian Shi looked around at the gorgeous decorations and unknown instruments shining with gold. He sighed and buried his head in his knees. Bian Shi's eyes were a little hot, but he endured it and didn't want to let tears fall.

"Yueyue, please wait for me."

Bian Shi thought to himself that he had only two options: one was to save money to buy a spaceship ticket to the seventh planet, and the other was to join the army and go to the front line.

No matter which path he took, it was inseparable from Jiang Zhi. Bian Shi once again lamented his luck, "God spared me and allowed me to meet the Commander."

"'Heaven will not abandon me,' a search reveals this phrase originates from the far east. My dear friend, you are just like me, truly a perfect partner... Hmm."

Bian Shi took off his short-sleeved shirt and put it on the smart housekeeper that suddenly appeared from the window, then leaned it against the wall upside down. Bian Shi clapped his hands in satisfaction as he looked at the smart housekeeper. "Ever since I met that gray-eyed zombie, I hate people who appear and disappear from windows the most."

Poor smart butler, what did he do wrong? He just wanted to win over his beloved master, but unfortunately his computer was not enough.

Far away in the Federal General Assembly Hall, Jiang Zhi looked at the video on the smart computer on his wrist and frowned slightly. Then his deep purple eyes showed a bit of indifference, and he seemed to curl the corners of his mouth.

"Jiangzhi, what's wrong with you? You look like you're smiling but not really smiling." Shen Xiaofan was chewing on a lollipop, making a crunching sound.

"Nothing, I just saw something interesting." Jiang Zhi put his wrist down and looked at Shen Xiaofan casually, "What generation is your family's smart butler?"

Shen Xiaofan was wearing gray contact lenses today. He stuffed two lollipops into his mouth and bit them, frowning as he thought for a moment, "Uh, it seems to be the 36th generation of the extraordinary intelligent butler. What's wrong?"

36th generation... Extraordinary series...

Jiang Zhi thought of his eighteenth-generation invincible little robot, and silently swallowed the words in his stomach. He looked at Shen Xiaofan's eyes again, frowning, "What color is he wearing this time? It's so ugly."

"Hey, what do you mean? You still look down on Sequence 15's Gray Eyes?" Shen Xiaofan protested loudly as he watched Jiang Zhi enter the meeting room.

Jiang Zhi didn't even turn his head and just said, "Meeting."

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