Your eggs are lost! [interstellar]

Sen Jue coughed, and stretched his hand under the pillow with a movement that the other party could detect, as if he was about to dig out something. He pretended to be confident: "I'll talk about it tomorrow."

Wuji looked up and stared at Sen Jue, "My lord, I don't have permission to enter the palace, I sneaked here secretly."

Senjue: "If you come here tomorrow, I will authorize you."

Wuji: "..."

Senjue stared at him without showing any sign of weakness.

Wuji raised his head and asked tentatively, "My lord, don't you remember me?"

Only then did Senjue see his face clearly. Half of his head and face were covered by a metal mask, revealing part of which was covered with hideous tangled scars, and there were mixed blue blood vessels crawling and protruding on the skin. Senjue couldn't help but hit him. Inspired, he said resolutely, "Come back tomorrow!"

Wuji was shocked, and immediately agreed: "Yes sir, I'll come back tomorrow, please remember to authorize me." Seeing him walk to the balcony, Sen Jue waved his hand and jumped down.Sen Jue chased after him and saw that the small landscape lights downstairs, the green lawn, and the night patrol army on the avenue in the distance looked peaceful...the figure of that person had long since disappeared.

It's too dangerous, Senjue thought, even the emperor's palace has become a place where he can come and go at will, and if he wants to take someone's life, it's not easy to catch?The next time I change to an assassin, I will definitely lie down a thousand times.Senjue patted himself on the head in distress, and took out the communication device.

There is an unopened envelope sign, Sen Jue didn't pay attention at all at ordinary times, at this time he opened it, and a yellow fluffy chicken projection appeared vividly in front of his eyes, with a horn curled under its wings, repeating in an electronic voice: Sir Lord, my lord, I am my brother Wuji, I will come to you tomorrow night!la la la!

fanboy?Sick, Senjue turned off with a black line on his face.

On the second day, Wuji really generously begged to see the Lord outside the palace. Senjue hung the equipped particle|gun, and sat majestically on the main seat to receive the guests, with a butler standing beside him, and eight guards around the hall. officer.As soon as Wuji entered the door, he froze in place, and then laughed.He laughed for a full 2 ​​minutes, and Senjue was so terrified, he couldn't help but interrupt him: "What are you laughing at?"

"My lord, why did you greet me with such a big crowd?" the man jokingly said.

Sen Jue felt that he was underestimated, so he sat up straight and asked confidently, "So what?"

"In the past, you could easily level me with one right hand. How could you use a particle | gun? Oh, and there are eight other officers, Mr. Butler, my lord, you are too serious."

After Wuji finished speaking, he untied his collar chicly, and peeled off his shirt to reveal his naked chest with many scars, "To show my sincerity, look, I really didn't bring any weapons, please rest assured." After finishing speaking, He threw a masculine eyebrow at Senjue and pulled up his shirt.

Sen Jue looked at the butler questioningly, but the butler shrugged his shoulders to express his confusion.

Sen Jue snorted coldly: "First, what is your purpose for coming?"

Through the mask, Wuji said with certainty: "My lord, this is what we discussed before, but only you and I know, my lord, did you forget?"

Senjue said with a headache: "Let me believe that at least there must be a certificate."

Wuji immediately took out a necklace from his trouser pocket, on which was a palm-sized gold medal, and showed it plausibly to Sen Jue: "The Holy Sword of Rose Leaf, you gave it to me yourself, and it represents all the rights you gave me. "

The butler took the necklace from Wuji, carefully identified it, and said affirmatively to Senjue: "My lord, it is true. I remember that you only made one necklace."

Senjue deliberated for a while, and decided with a headache: "Okay, the officers go down first. Wuji, you sit down, and now you can explain things clearly." Wuji sat next to Senjue, with his half-open mouth slightly twitching. Yang looked at the butler meaningfully.

Sen Jue said, "Housekeeper, you also avoid it."

The butler nodded and left.

Now there were only the two of them in the hall. Seeing Senjue's expression as if he was facing a formidable enemy, Wuji raised his chin and lay down in front of the table, staring at Senjue for a while without saying a word.

Senjue urged impatiently: "I have something to say."

Wuji said nothing, instead put his left hand on Senjue's wrist, Senjue stared at his cold paw like a ghost, his lips parted slightly to let him take it away, Wuji stretched out his right hand again, hooked it into a claw shape and quickly Like lightning, he grabbed Senjue's throat.

Sen Jue found that he could break down every detail of him, the speed of his shots, and attack his throat with a gesture, actually sneak attacking the position of the left cervical artery.He saw the move, and intercepted it halfway. Until now, Sen Jue still couldn't believe it. He stared blankly at the arm he was looking at, which was right in front of Wuji's palm.

Wuji readily admitted defeat: "My lord, you can still blow me away with a few tricks."

After a while, Senjue finally showed a happy smile like a child, "Okay, you're telling the truth."

Wuji said: "My lord, I always feel that you are a little different when we meet this time. You originally expected to see us again in three years. You entrusted me with all the business, do you remember?"

Sen Jue concealed his eyes and said vaguely: "Since I leave it to you, you can continue to take care of it. Why are you looking for me now?"

Wuji cleared his throat: "My lord, isn't it? Wait, tell me who I am first."

Senjue dealt with him as if facing a formidable enemy: "My men."

Wuji showed an expression of shattering heaven and earth, and reconfirmed: "Who do you say I am?"

Get out, you said you belonged to me, Senjue bit the bullet and whispered: "Wuji?"

Wuji pursed his lips, quickly got out of the chair, and paced back and forth beside Senjue, "No, it shouldn't be like this..." Senjue poured down the tea in front of the table. Although memory loss is not a big deal, but I didn't see anyone talking about it at any time, let alone such a strange person.But with a few words and a question, he put himself in a very aggrieved position.

Wuji stopped beside Senjue, reached out and pressed his hand holding the cup: "Let me ask again, who am I?"

"Get out, who will remember." Sen Jue threw him away angrily, his cheeks flushed slightly in anger, thinking that he would be laughed at.

Unexpectedly, Wuji did not catch him, but showed a face of thunderbolt, as if his throat was strangled, he uttered a few words with difficulty: "Did I hear you right? Don't remember me... my lord, You don't have amnesia? Is it some ridiculous postpartum syndrome?"

Sen Jue calmed down now, and asked, "So what?"

Hearing the words, Wuji walked around in a frenzy, and finally stood in front of Sen Jue in shock: "My lord, is it true? Can you recover? You really lost your memory?"

Sen Jue forced a smile and asked, "Is there any need to bring this up again and again?"

Wuji's right eye does not have any normal skin wrapping, and there is already formed scar tissue around the eye. When Wuji closes his eyes, he can even distinguish the stretching of the orbicularis muscle.Senjue looked at him without blinking, and Wuji said to him seriously: "It's really unnecessary, you became what you are now in order to lay eggs for Huo Dexiwen? I suddenly feel very unbalanced in my heart, it's not a good taste."

Sen Jue gave him an angry look: "What's your business? If you have nothing else to do here, I can only say, thank you, please go away."

Wuji smiled wryly inside the mask: "My lord, you don't understand my sadness. It's such an indescribable feeling to see an idol fall into the dust and become an ordinary person, my heart hurts so much."

Senjue moved his legs feeling numb.

After Wuji was sad, he said solemnly: "Let's talk about business, Sir, you don't have much assets left on the surface, the alloy factory, and the development of rough stones. But secretly the rough stone plan is far more than what the outside world thinks. It's just a preliminary plan. In fact, In fact, we have completed the composition identification of the original stone, which will expand the material energy by at least five times."

"In other words, if it is put on the battlefield, a soldier C-class mecha will not be upgraded, and only need to add 1% of the original stone, it will be five times stronger and become a soldier A-class mecha."

Senjue asked: "So?"

Wuji's tone slowed down: "My lord, the rough stone plan was put on hold before you took your vacation."

Senjue asked: "Why?"

Wuji said cautiously: "The rough stone project was initially just a scientific exploration. When its role was affirmed, you had a disagreement with the entire R&D team. The team suggested large-scale mining of rough stones, but you refused." Sen Jue shook The head looked puzzled: "If the rough stone is so useful, why would I refuse it?"

Wuji was silent for a while, and then showed a terrifying smile: "My lord, you are a well-known conservative. The rough stone is the material on the devil planet. If you are not fully prepared to mine the rough stone, you will die. Besides, even if you are fully prepared, you will not Agree. Today, when there are not many conservatives left, you can also be tough and unshakable among a group of main fighters."

"My lord, you said that the original stone project was a big mistake you made. You need to take a break to weigh it carefully. What should you do now? It is too difficult for you to make a decision now."

Senjue rubbed his hair, and said weakly: "I have three years of vacation, why can't I wait patiently. Since I have forgotten everything, why don't you go along with the flow and take everything down, which is a fortune anyway."

Wuji stretched out his index finger and tapped his metal mask, "Did you see it? My lord, why am I wearing this mask? Do you want to guess?"

Senjue thought to himself, only ghosts want to guess, and he can't guess any more. He said impatiently, "You'd better say it directly."

Wu Jishen's eyes stared at Sen Jue, and he recalled heavily: "You saved my life, Sir. I am willing to do anything for you in return. You gave me a second life and helped me recover from a daze. Rescued from the struggle, I have abandoned everything and am willing to follow you forever."

"It's a good reason." Sen Jue compromised and leaned back on the seat. He had nothing to question with all his cards exposed. If it was a fox, he would show his tail sooner or later.

Wuji once again half-kneeled in front of Senjue and held Senjue's hand, and said sincerely: "This is an ancient etiquette, and people don't use it anymore, because it has a strong sense of class and makes people feel uncomfortable. Uncomfortable. My lord, I swear I surrender to you, I will always follow in your footsteps, let me serve you."

Senjue said flatly: "Get up, are you going to follow me to take care of the children for Huo Dexiwen now?"

Wuji asked unpreparedly: "Huh?"

Senjue stood up and hooked his fingers at him, "Since you have spoken sincerely, come with me now to see if the baby wants to drink milk. Oh, to be honest, you know the best mix of milk powder and water Proportion? My baby is picky, if the milk is too thin, he will throw it away, if it is too thick, he will... spit in your face."

"Let him rest for a while after drinking the milk. You have to play games with him to develop intelligence. For some reason, my baby's development is slower than others'. It stands to reason that half-blood babies can already talk at this age. He is good, he only calls daddy and giggles every day, hey." Senjue chattered endlessly when he mentioned Xiaogu, and it was unclear whether he was deliberately trying to scare him away or was really full of fatherly love.

Wuji was actually not afraid, and still did not give up and asked: "My lord, there are still business matters..."

Senjue interrupted him: "Don't talk to me about the business for now, didn't you say that you took a three-year vacation? It's still a long time, you should understand that the brain capacity of the elderly is not enough, I will collapse if I put too much information in it, let's go. "

Wuji followed with tears in his eyes.