He's spoiled rotten; that wolf cub knows how to flirt and be affectionate.

"He didn't die."

"...So now you're preparing to..."

"Attend the summit."

"Then what am I doing here?"

"You can also choose not to be here."

The conversation was very strange.

The man was silent for a moment, then thought for a moment and said, "I think I'll stay here. It's much safer here than outside."

Qu Yi saw the "uncle" who came out of the bathroom looking like a completely different person, with his eyebrows slightly raised.

"She looks twenty years younger."

"I'm very young."

The house was fully equipped, even having a robot for haircuts. He took the opportunity to get a haircut, a shave, and a shower, finally seeing his original appearance.

He wasn't the type to be immediately strikingly handsome; he did appear gentle and refined, but he couldn't speak.

One wrong word and everything is ruined.

Qu Yi also learned his name.

Mu Xiucheng.

He was knocked unconscious and dumped on a junk planet while traveling with his companions. He eked out a living there for two years before picking up the idea of ​​returning to the main planet, and worked towards this goal for more than a decade.

The meaning is: "If you help me, I will help you with what you need to do."

"With the general's help, I think things should be easy to resolve."

Interstellar summits are usually held for important events. The initial preparation for the summit was due to the war between the Alliance and the Empire. Qu Yi's home planet belongs to the core of the Alliance, while the Empire belongs to another star system.

The first summit was not just about war, but also about the death of Qu Yi.

The alliance must elect a new leader.

The small conference room was equipped with a light curtain to block out all sound.

"He still won't speak?"

"Could Qu Yi really be alive?"

"So what? The whole intergalactic world knows that Fu Boyu stole the body. Even if she comes back, we can say that she is a fake. A death that is certain will never be overturned."

Several people looked at each other and smiled.

They started planning this years ago.

Treachery is a stumbling block on their path.

The video of the stolen body is available online; Qu Yi used a backup AI to view it anonymously.

Click on the video.

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His pupils immediately constricted.

Fu Baiyu?!

It can't be you.

That distant, tiny figure came to mind.

When I first met him, he was really small.

He timidly hid in his mother's arms, and when his mother asked him to call her "sister," he refused to speak.

At the time, she was also unwilling to hear him call her "sister," since she already knew he wasn't her brother.

Her father was a very philandering man, and people often came to his door claiming that these were his children.

I find it very annoying to try to resolve these kinds of things by being conciliatory.

He later died on the battlefield.

Unexpectedly, a few days after the burial, someone came to the door with a child.

She was preoccupied and didn't have time to think about it, so she just said casually, "Find them a place to stay."

I haven't paid attention to it since.

Because my father is a very traditional person, our family still retains the customs of celebrating festivals, especially the Spring Festival.

That's why she sees him every year on New Year's Day, but only for a few minutes. She's very busy, and she usually leaves shortly after sitting down.

In her memory, he never dared to look at her, and after he grew up, he avoided her even more. She always thought he hated her.

The interstellar summit was broadcast live across the entire internet. On this day, people all over the interstellar world were glued to their AI, waiting to see the final outcome of the meeting.

Regarding the war with the Empire, there is little room for debate as all parties advocate for war.

Just as the battle for leadership was in full swing, a voice suddenly rang out.

"Tell me who you're going to nominate for my seat."

Everyone present was stunned, and people throughout the entire galaxy were also stunned.

The boy, who was eating, slammed his hand on the table, his eyes shining: "That's the general's voice!!!"

In his excitement, the meat vendor cut an extra half for the customer, who immediately cried out, "Boss!! Be careful, I don't need that much!"

The young man, who was playing a simulated battlefield game, suddenly jumped up from the snow: "Aaaaaaah!!! The general isn't dead! I knew it!"

"boom!"

A "bullet" hit him right between the eyebrows, leaving a mark.

Out.