Major General Cultivation Daily

Edman naturally didn't disappoint Bai Ze. After staying in the house for a dusk and a night, and sleeping with his head covered, he finally woke up the next morning with his previous energy.

Ever since he set foot on the battlefield, Edman has long been used to the departure of friends around him, even if his mood is inevitably depressed, he will not be so shaken.

—but "Hurricane" is different.

Edman thought that "Hurricane" would always be with him and be engraved on the monument of the empire's history together until he died in battle with him or retired with honor.That's why Edman pinned his feelings on "Hurricane" without any worries, treating it as his half body, and was hit hard after "Hurricane" disappeared without a trace.

Edman gave himself one night to remember and commemorate "Hurricane", and when the sun rose the next day, he would bury the past.

Pushing open the door, seeing Bai Ze and Taoist Xuan Sheng who were worried, Edman blinked, raised his hand very easily to say hello, and gave them the same smile as usual: "Good morning~"

"Good morning, did you rest well last night?" Bai Ze smiled slightly, never mentioning the sadness of the blond boy.

"Not bad!" Edman shrugged his shoulders, took the spiritual fruit that Bai Ze handed over, and took a bite, "I'm going to get in touch with a new artificial intelligence today."

"Okay." Bai Ze replied lightly, watching Edman walk quickly towards the direction of the mecha, and then smiled at Daoist Xuan Sheng who was also relaxed.

Edman started the mecha, and just climbed into the cockpit, he immediately heard the voice of the newly born artificial intelligence who was still disturbed.

【Welcome back, master. 】

"Thank you, Thunder." Edman replied casually, "Oh, by the way, Thunder is your new name."

[Named, Thunder.Thanks for the name master. 】Feeling Edman's calm emotions, the voice of the artificial intelligence——Thunder also calmed down.

"Sorry, Thunder, my bad attitude yesterday made you uneasy, but it has nothing to do with you, it's my problem." Edman sat down on the seat and apologized to his new partner frankly.

[You don't need to apologize, master. 】 Lei Ting's response was straightforward, 【May I know the specific reason? 】At the beginning of its birth, all artificial intelligences have rigorous and rigid personalities. Only under the influence of different masters, will they produce different changes and form their own style, just like the growth of human beings.

For example, "Hurricane", under the torment of Edman, an unreliable master, has gradually turned into a tsundere who is obviously attached to his master, but is unwilling to admit it duplicity, but now looking at "Thunder", Edman It's like seeing the "Hurricane" who was once so young that he fooled around, and I miss it very much.

But "Hurricane" is "Hurricane," "Thunder" is "Thunder," and Edelman never confuses the two.

Since Lei Ting asked, Edman did not intend to avoid talking about it.He sorted out his language, and talked about "Hurricane" and himself from the beginning to the end.

Artificial intelligence does not have too many emotions. After understanding the whole story, Thunder just regretted the accidental formatting of "Hurricane", and said that he would replace "Hurricane" and try his best to serve Edman.

Edelman and Thunder chatted with each other to get acquainted with each other, and then talked about the current situation: "The accident that led to the format of the hurricane I mentioned before was that I accidentally crossed over on the Zerg battlefield and came to the Ten thousand The ancient Hua country years ago. Now, I have started cultivating immortals together with the people of the ancient Hua country."

Thunder: […]

——Wait, the amount of information in this paragraph is a bit large, and my memory is a bit insufficient!

[Ancient Hua Kingdom... cultivating immortals? 】After a long while, Lei Ting responded with some hesitation, 【Sorry, master, there is no similar message stored in my information database. 】"...Well, it's not your fault, no researcher will store any novels about cultivating immortals in the information base of artificial intelligence." Edman shrugged his shoulders, "But this is not the point, the point is... now It's not the interstellar era, unfortunately, you basically have no chance to go to the battlefield."

[Although I am an intelligent system of combat mechs, it does not mean that I am warlike, master. 】 Lei Ting retorted seriously.

"In addition to not being able to fight heartily, things like mechas are too far from the culture of the ancient Hua Kingdom, so I have to keep it hidden in the space button." Edman said in a regretful tone.

This time, Lei Ting was silent for a while: [I also feel very sorry about this. 】 Lei Ting's tone was a little low. Obviously, anyone who has self-awareness but can only sleep in the space button for a long time will have such a reaction.But as a newly born artificial intelligence, Lei Ting did not have the right to express his unhappiness willfully, and could only obediently accept his master's arrangement.

Although he has not been in contact with the Thunder for a long time, Edman still quickly classifies it as one of his "people", and Edman has always been generous and considerate to his own people.

After pondering for a while, Edman touched his chin: "But if you are allowed to get out of the mech and act outside, it can be achieved."

【really? ] Lei Ting raised his voice, with faint surprise and excitement.

"Well, the main body of your program is attached to the mecha core, I can disassemble it and install it into a small movable machine." Edelman nodded, "But it's not convenient for me now, I can only Draw the simplest blueprints and ask others to help you make them. Only when you learn the crafting techniques of this world will you be able to upgrade and modify for you slowly, adding more functions."

[This is enough. 】The gratitude in Lei Ting's words is beyond words, 【Thank you very much, Master. ] "You're welcome! You belong to my artificial intelligence, so I can't wrong you!" The major general made a decision with a wave of his hand.

In fact, Edelman had such an idea when he was researching the core of the mecha. He wanted to separate his artificial intelligence from the mecha and put it on a small machine that was more convenient for outside activities—however, at that time It was conceived for "Hurricane", and now "Hurricane" has become "Thunder", and there is not much difference.

After making the plan, Lei Ting's mood was obviously a lot happier. Edelman also happened to find that the star network signal receiver had received the signal, so he simply reconnected the receiver to the mecha, let Lei Ting enter the star network, and downloaded some New repository update packages and stuff like that.And he himself also started to wander around the star network, opened the previously released novel "Major General's Cultivation Daily", which was extremely slow to update, and blocked all private messages from people who did not follow him.

Although it takes a few days to connect to the star network each time, the number of words Edelman updates each time is quite considerable. Finally, with the accumulation of quantitative changes, the popularity of "Major General's Cultivation Daily" has undergone a qualitative leap.

——This means that the number of black fans active in this article has changed from tens of hundreds to tens of thousands—or even hundreds of millions.

The sacrificed heroes will always be beautified and remembered, and people will only remember their shining points-not to mention Edman was originally portrayed as a national idol.

Such a flawless male god is portrayed by the author of the article as an arrogant, troublesome, petty and mean-spirited kid who fears the world will not be chaotic. Which major general's fans will choose to tolerate it after seeing it?

One pass two, two pass four... Such a slow-to-update novel with no literary talent was washed out by the waves of readers, and "stands out" in the vast sea of ​​literature.The onlookers expressed that they couldn't bear to look directly at them, strongly urged the author to stop writing the article, and even apologized, but the author of the article was not afraid of boiling water, and kept pretending to be dead from beginning to end, leaving no words other than updating, even Many hackers jointly dispatched, but they couldn't find the author's login ip.

This was originally just a small fight, at best, it could only be regarded as the spontaneous "self-entertainment" of the people of the empire, but it was the attitude of the younger generation of the Howardville family that pushed this incident to its peak.

Although Edman is not very old, he is already a member of the uncle generation, but his personality is incompatible with those who are truly stable and stable, and he plays quite harmoniously with his younger generation.

——This is probably the difference between having offspring?Most people who become parents mature quickly and calm their restless mind.

Edman's little nephew, Joan Howardwell, has already entered the Imperial Military Academy, and regards her little uncle as her first idol and goal—even though he was bullied from childhood to adulthood; her little niece, Vera Howardwell, is still in school In high school, Edman was his dream lover since he was a child—because he was handsome, handsome, and loved to laugh and play.

Edman's sudden "death" must have dealt a heavy blow to these two children.

Therefore, when the intelligence officer Dirac followed Edman's instructions and anonymously sent the address of the article to Joan and Vera's social platform after he posted it for a period of time, the two children who read the article were immediately angry. It exploded.

Although my little uncle is indeed as bad-hearted and rascal as the protagonist of the article, it doesn't mean that he can be used by a low-level Internet author as a prop to grab attention.This is an insult to Edman, a trample on the hearts of all those who care about Edman, and a provocation to the Howardville family, which is absolutely unforgivable.

Joan and Vera are still young, and they are still out of politics, so they naturally say what they think, and once they speak, all the people who follow their social platforms also join the army of protest—as the Howardville family A new generation of talent who never lacks attention.

Edman looked at all kinds of ridicule, pickiness, blame and even insulting words at the bottom of the article, raised his eyebrows with interest, and then posted the new chapter he wrote in his spare time, which immediately attracted a lot of rumors The black powder that came.

The extremely calm major general just wanted to click on the new message to check, but suddenly saw the call signal in the lower right corner of the screen start to flash, and at the same time, Lei Ting also issued a reminder.

[Imperial Emperor-His Majesty Reston Orange, requesting communication. 】

"Connected." Edman leaned back on the seat and opened his mouth to respond. In the next second, Reston with black hair and green eyes covered the entire screen.

"Long time no see, why did you send me a newsletter all of a sudden?" Edman said casually with a smile on his face.

"Of course it's because of something." Reston was not polite to him, and his tone was straightforward.

Edman shrugged. "Okay, okay, so what's the matter?"

Reston was silent for a moment: "I have already chosen a partner, and I will get married soon."

Edman froze for a moment, then hesitated and said, "Is it a political marriage? Should I say congratulations?"

"Sure enough." Reston pressed the center of his brows, "I knew, you can't expect any special reaction from a heartless guy like you."

"Special reaction? What are you referring to?" Edman spread his hands out in a mocking tone, "For example, after hearing the news, I suddenly felt uncomfortable, and then suddenly realized that I have feelings for you, so I was in pain and sour Unspeakable, tossing and turning?"

Reston: "...hehe."

Edman: "Huh."

After sneering at each other, Reston exhaled softly: "It's not wrong to be a political marriage, but you can indeed congratulate me. From the survey I got, the other party is a good woman with noble background, gentle and considerate , Beautiful and elegant, smart and sensible, quite in line with my criteria for choosing a mate."

"That's good." Edman nodded, "The empire does need a wise queen, and you also need a good wife who can help you stabilize the political situation—of course, there is also an heir."

"Yes, so I chose her to ease the conflict with the cabinet." Reston's tone was a little cold, "I just hope that she can really act like she always shows, knows how to advance and retreat, and won't cause me trouble. Extra trouble."

Edman has always had a headache when he heard about political struggles. Seeing that the situation was not looking good, he immediately changed the topic decisively: "Speaking of which, this is the first time I know your view on mate selection. Apart from being noble and beautiful, it is almost like me. Two extremes, how did you fall in love with me?"

"The concept of choosing a mate is not the same as the concept of love. The two are different propositions." Reston glanced at Edman with some disgust. "Or, you can think that I have made a wrong head."

Edman: "..."

——Can we still have a pleasant chat together? ! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻Seeing that Edman's expression was not good, and he was ready to cut off the communication, Reston's face turned serious: "Besides the news of the wedding, there is one more thing."

"What's the matter?" Edman retracted the hand that had been stretched out to cut off the communication, and asked casually.

"Your novel... what is it called "The Daily Life of the Major General", how do you plan to deal with it?" Reston frowned with some headaches, making the wrinkles between the brows deeper.

"How else can I deal with it?" Edman tilted his head, a little at a loss, "Let them make trouble casually?"

"Let them make trouble as they please, but now it's all in front of me." Reston snorted dissatisfiedly.

"I made a fuss in front of you?!" Edman was speechless, "Who? So powerful?"

"Who else? Your nephew and niece." Reston twitched his lips, "You said you wanted to tease your nephew and niece, and you used this method?"

"Don't you think it's very interesting? To uphold justice for the little uncle I adore and miss, only to find that the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple or something. I really look forward to their faces~" Edelman teased, seeing Reston's contemptuous expression , and finally straightened his face, "I just hope to tell them in such a tactful and interesting way, lest they worry about suspicion and get too excited."

"They're excited enough now." Reston complained, "And congratulations, your family is already doubting the author's identity. At least your image has always been perfectly packaged in front of the public. Only those who have really contacted you, Only those who are familiar with you know your true nature—and these are fully revealed in your writing, not to mention, you also hinted at some things that outsiders would not care about, let alone understand, and only the person concerned would know."

"That's right, I did it on purpose." Edman nodded frankly, "So? Since they suspected it, what action did they take?"

"The elders of your family didn't make any movement, but your little nephew Joan sent me a private message, asking who the author of my article is, someone related to you, or yourself, if not, why? The matter is so big that even members of the cabinet that are not at odds with you have expressed their disapproval of this form of novel, but I, your closest ally, have not expressed my opinion at all." Reston raised his eyebrows , "Although I really want to reply to him'freedom of speech', I think that this private message from Joan not only represents himself, but also represents a certain voice in your family. Otherwise, in his capacity, he would not be able to get my The private communication number, there must be elders behind it."

Edman was quiet for a moment, then bent his lips: "How could they really accept such an unbelievable thing so quickly?"

"It's not necessarily an acceptance, it's just a temptation." Reston retorted, "But anyway, how do you want me to respond?"

"Then... answer truthfully." Edman softly made a decision, "Tell them everything you know."