Your Majesty lives by sweet mouth

Not long after the promulgation of the new law, the laws of the empire have not been updated and improved in time. In practice, the penalties for violating the new law appear to be nondescript.

Joya suggested that people raise worms, and Renault proposed a bill to add relevant punishment regulations, and convened a meeting of nobles and consuls.

The punishment for raising bugs is really unimaginable, but it seems to be freer than going to prison, and it can be shifted, and it does not violate the imperial constitution. Most people voted for it.

Chris has always been suspicious, and he thought that keeping bugs must be a clue to the restoration agent. After the meeting, he came to Renault himself.

"Your Excellency Marshal, please stay."

Renault turned around, brown eyes dark, politely waiting for Chris's next words.

"Going to Garbage Planet to raise bugs is indeed a good idea," Chris looked admiring, "I don't know how the marshal came up with it?"

Renault was very honest: "It's His Majesty's proposal."

Christon despises: Let the little emperor take the blame again!

He complained in his heart, but with an elegant tone on the surface: "Your Majesty is really a fantastic idea. But..."

He pretended that the next words were very difficult, and he needed Lei Nuo to encourage him before he could open his mouth, but he delayed for a long time, and he did not see Ren Nuo giving him a step, so he could only curse a few words inwardly, and continued: "Marshal is close to His Majesty, have you thought about it after a year?" thing?"

one year later.

Renault chewed these three words, and suddenly tasted a bit bitter. At first, he didn't seem to feel much, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable.

heavy.

He believes that His Majesty is a brave and wise emperor, and he does not want the empire to lose such a monarch, so it is normal to feel sad.

"Your Excellency the Marshal?" Chris was surprised by his daze.

Renault suddenly returned to his senses, "What do you mean, Your Excellency the Duke?"

"Let His Majesty leave blood," Chris approached him, lowering his voice, "What do you think?"

Although Renault knew that Qiao Ya might die, but being reminded again and again, he couldn't help feeling angry.

He said with a blank expression: "If I remember correctly, Earl Allen's birthday specification is not in compliance with regulations."

The implication is that you are all forcing His Majesty to choose Alan as his successor, so why bother to be hypocritical?

Chris smiled meaningfully: "The succession ceremony has not yet been held."

It's not even true.

Renault stopped responding and left on the pretext that he had to go ahead.

After the promulgation of the new law, it aroused heated discussions among the public.

It is very common to be sent to prison for a period of time for making a mistake, but being punished to go to the garbage star to breed garbage bugs makes people feel novel and disgusting.

Where is Junk Star?

The waste and garbage generated by the empire are collected by garbage robots and transported to the deserted planet.

As for the garbage bugs, they feed on garbage. Although they have no attack power, they look extremely disgusting. Some people were lucky enough to see the pictures and almost spit out the overnight meal.

Now I'm going to raise bugs!It's disgusting!They would rather go to jail!

Of course, the vast majority of people commented on Starnet with a gloating mentality, anyway, they were not under mental attack.

Those who made mistakes should be punished!

Qiao Ya swiped the star net, and the more she looked at it, the more witty she felt.

"Tong, how many points do you have now?"

With the spread of Joya's "benevolent name", he has points recorded every day, no matter how many, they are always accumulating.

Even though some people have a bad impression of Joya because of "cultivating a large number of Miluo flowers", there are still people who admire Joya because of the Star Thief incident.

The system reported the number conscientiously: "Twenty-three thousand seven hundred and fifty two."

"[-] is too far away." Qiao Ya was disheartened, and the star network suddenly lost its popularity, "Tong, do you think I will burp before I reach [-]?"

[-] points can be exchanged for an intermediate repair agent, and an intermediate repair agent can extend one year's lifespan.

Even so, a year is too short.

The system comforted him: "The boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge, you don't have to worry, save more points."

"The primary repair agent must be developed as soon as possible." Joya burst out with ambition and called Gray, "I want to see Duke Anson."

Gray took the order to deliver the order.

The system was curious: "Why are you looking for Anson?"

"Look for him to gather the raw materials for the repair agent." Joya lamented, "The vesicle fluid of the Miluo flower and the garbage bug is already being prepared, excluding other common raw materials, as well as amethyst, and this material called Fuling."

Qiao Ya got the formula and immediately wrote down the raw materials. Others can be purchased on the Star Network, but this "Fu Ling" does not.

Encyclopedia says that this kind of medicinal material only existed on the ancient blue star before the last century. After the last century, human beings migrated to live in major galaxies in space, and medicine was highly developed. This ancient medicinal material only occasionally appeared in the history of human medicine.

Now there is no such medicinal material as Fu Ling.After getting the formula, Joya has been very worried.

When An Sen came, Joya changed from her previous laziness and looked extremely serious.

"Good day, Your Majesty."

Qiao Ya nodded, "Sit."

An Sen was kind, and after taking his seat, he looked at Joya with gentle lake blue eyes, and waited for Joya's instructions.

"Anson," Joya said politely, "I need a lot of amethysts."

Anson was very surprised, "What does His Majesty mean?"

Even the system complained: "You are acting like a robber."

"I remember that the amethyst veins of Keluo Star are now under your name. Are you willing to fund the research project of the Royal Academy of Sciences?"

Joya decided that Anson was more talkative than Chris, so she consulted with Anson.

"Is the national treasury in a hurry?" Anson was puzzled.

The research projects of the general Academy of Sciences will lack funds, but not Amethyst.What does Your Majesty need so many amethysts for?

"To tell you the truth," Joya said with a serious face, "Dean Chains discovered a strange substance in amethyst before, which may be beneficial to patients with collapse disorder. I hope he can continue this research."

As a patient with breakdown disorder, Anson is also very interested in this project-provided that Joya is telling the truth.

Of course, he thought he knew Joya, and all the seemingly incomprehensible things Joya did were not because of his willfulness, but because he hid his secrets.

An Sen smiled, "I am willing to provide Amethyst, but I want to apply to participate in this project."

"I remember you went to a military academy." Joya said bluntly.

Anson: "I don't know how to do scientific research, but I can be a volunteer."

"Volunteers are at risk." Joya reminded him, "Those volunteers who are willing to be experimental subjects are because they cannot earn enough Star Coins to live on. You don't need it."

"I need it." Anson said firmly, "They need star coins to sustain their lives, and I need faith."

He aspired to become a soldier defending the empire since he was a child, and he did.But the emergence of collapse disorder made all his life plans come to naught.

He lived in seclusion for so many years, and it was not until a primary repair agent appeared in the Vientiane Auction House that he gradually ignited his courage and regained his original belief.

For him, it is better to die vigorously on the battlefield than to live like a walking dead.

Qiao Ya understood what he said, admired him in his heart, and agreed without thinking too much.

"It must be kept secret from anyone, including your father."

An Sen smiled, more genuine than all the previous smiles, "I will not disappoint your trust."

Qiao Ya is also very happy. With the strong support of Ansen, the road to the development of restoration agents will be easier.

After Ansen left, the system asked Joya: "You have always trusted Ansen, why?"

Joya slid Xingwang's hand for a while, and whispered after a while: "He has a very good relationship with Fred."

"Who's Fred?"

Joya: "My brother."

The system didn't know what to say for a moment, and when it was hesitating, Qiao Ya suddenly exclaimed.

"what happened?"

Qiao Ya pointed to the picture on the star network: "I went to a forum before, which specialized in the study of the ancient blue star's historical civilization, and I asked about the 'Voling', and someone replied to me with a picture, which is from the past. Precious photos left behind."

The system feels that Joya's luck is really good, and this can happen.

"Actually, after the system is upgraded, these things can be bought in the system store." It whispered.

Joya was surprised: "Can you still upgrade? You didn't tell me before."

"Because the upgrade needs to reach 50 points."

Qiao Ya: "..." There is a long way to go.

He contacted the forum boss: [Where can I buy it? 】

Boss: [As far as I know, there is no Fu Ling in the empire. 】

Joya was extremely lost for a moment.

The boss said again: [After the last century, the empire established a museum on the ancient blue star. The museum collected the genes of many ancient blue star species and established a gene bank. 】

Qiao Ya turned from sadness to joy: 【Can I find it? 】

Boss: [I can't check without permission. 】

In order to ensure the safety of the gene bank, the Ancient Blue Star Museum has established a strict protection mechanism. Unless necessary, the gene bank will not be opened to the public.

Qiao Ya was not discouraged: 【Thank you! 】

Ordinary people do not have authority, but he is the emperor.

System: "Don't be too happy."

Joya raised her eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

"The Ancient Blue Star Museum is under the jurisdiction of the Imperial Museum, and the Imperial Museum is managed by the government. Although you have authority, if you suddenly go to the gene bank to inquire about Fu Ling, those consuls will definitely be alarmed. Most of them are Chris' eyes and ears."

Qiao Ya rubbed her chin, thought for a while, and began to search on the star network.

"What are you going to do?" The system was very curious about how Joya would respond.

Joya ignored him and concentrated on studying human history.

"Found it!" He pointed to the information displayed on the optical brain, "In the 58th year of the last century, the first batch of mecha fighters established by humans won the battle against the Zerg. A spiritual torch that burns in dark times of aggression."

With admiration and excitement, he continued: "It will be a full six hundred years from now."

System: "So?"

Qiao Ya solemnly said: "Remember the history and look forward to the future."

"What?"

"I decided to hold an anniversary celebration throughout the empire," Joya explained.

System: "This is a good thing, but what does it have to do with the museum's gene bank?"

Joya narrowed her eyes, "I'll think about it again."

He had an idea, but he had to plan it out.

Phil was born in a down-and-out little nobleman. Of course, even if he was down-and-out, he was pampered and brought up.

When he became an adult, under the arrangement of his family, he entered a government agency and started from the bottom. He was not dissatisfied. The only dissatisfaction was that he had to work with the civilians who had passed the examination.

The sense of superiority in the aristocrat's bones made Phil dislike his colleague Jesse.

And this kind of dislike reached its peak when Jesse was promoted to his boss after the introduction of the new bill.

Phil couldn't bear this grievance, and thought that Jesse's promotion was all because of licking the new bill, and had nothing to do with work ability, so he reported it angrily.

New and old hatred, the two had a fight.

Coincidentally, the new penalty regulations were promulgated, and they were honored to become members of the bug breeders.

Phil was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child, how can he stand the disgusting garbage bug?He asked his family members to find connections to let him survive, but the people above were determined to send them to Garbage Star.

On the way to Garbage Star, the starship looped the living environment of garbage bugs and the scientific method of breeding garbage bugs.

Phil throws up every time he watches it, he'd rather go to jail!

Arrived at Garbage Star on the third day, as soon as he got off the starship, he was almost fainted by the smoke, and he staggered forward. Fortunately, a hand held him to prevent his face from hitting the ground.

He raised his head with black eyes, "Thanks...how is it you! Go away!"

As a noble nobleman, he doesn't want Jesse's help!

Jesse sneered: "Who wants to control you!"

The inspector glared at them sharply, distributed them with filtering ventilators, and told them not to cause trouble, otherwise they would be sentenced to death.

Phil put on the ventilator quickly, and he finally didn't have to endure the stench!

Under the leadership of the inspector, a group of people came to the simple breeding farm.

On the wall of the farm, a huge light screen is filled with breeding instructions.

The inspector sternly said: "Everyone has to memorize it! Group two by two! Whoever does the best will have a chance to get a reduced sentence!"

Phil rolled his eyes and was looking for his teammates when he heard the inspector start to group up loudly.

Didn't you pick your teammates yourself?

Phil curled his lips, that's fine, as long as it's not in the same group as Jesse.

However, things backfired, and he was still in a group with Jesse!

Phil wanted to raise his hand to change his teammates, but when he met the inspector's sharp eyes, he was instantly scared.

He was reluctant to memorize the breeding rules, and the more he memorized, the more he felt at a loss.

Huh?Don't litter bugs eat all trash?Even picky eaters!Litter bugs are actually hermaphrodites, but their reproductive capacity is very low.Is the vesicular fluid of litter bugs valuable?Why collect something that sounds disgusting?

Filled with confusion, Phil memorized the breeding rules.

He sneaked a look at Jesse next to him, and he was still staring at the light screen. He hasn't finished reciting it yet, how stupid!

After memorizing the rules, you will face the job.

The inspector said: "You are the first batch. You don't raise bugs today, and go to the garbage dump to catch bugs today."

In fact, bugs can be caught by machines, but since it is a punishment, they must not be allowed to enjoy themselves here.

"Each group catches [-] bugs, and they can rest after catching them."

Phil felt that things didn't seem so difficult.

He ignored Jesse, kept his distance, and followed the team to the dump.

Then almost threw up again.

Even if he couldn't smell it, he felt sick when he saw the piles of garbage.

"Ah—" a person suddenly screamed, dancing and jumping around, "Bugs! The bugs crawled on my feet!"

The inspector sternly scolded: "You idiot! You can fight against your compatriots, but you will throw away your armor and armor when you face bugs? The soldiers on the front line are facing Zerg that is dozens or even hundreds of times bigger than this! You cowards! Goods! Scum!"

Phil was a little wronged, and it wasn't him who called it, why did he scold them all?

He pouted dissatisfiedly, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Jesse heading to the dump, tools in hand, and started digging through the garbage bugs in earnest.

Phil was aroused to win, and felt that bugs were not that scary, at least not as bad as Jesse!

A glossy black garbage bug suddenly emerged from the garbage and quickly moved to its toes. It moved very fast. Before Phil could react, the garbage bug stretched out its tentacles and jumped onto his shoe...

Phil: ...

Phil: "Ah—"

He stomped his feet desperately, trying to shake the bug off, but the trash bug was so stubborn that it gripped his shoe so tightly that he couldn't shake it off no matter how hard he shook it.

Phil's face turned pale with fright, and he couldn't even cry out.

"Don't move." An indifferent yet familiar voice sounded, and Phil subconsciously stopped struggling.

The tool pliers quickly wrapped around the Litter Worm's vigorous body and forcefully pulled it off the upper.

Phil clearly saw that when the garbage worm struggled and squirmed, those tentacles and many feet were densely packed, and he almost vomited again.

How could there be such a perverted punishment!Ahhhhhhhh he wants to go home!

Jessie neatly put the trash worm into the toolbox, and said sarcastically, "Master Phil is afraid of worms."

"You're afraid of bugs! I'm just amazed!" Phil held back his disgust to maintain his dignity, "How cute they are!"

Jesse: "..."

Unable to hold back, he burst out laughing.

He felt that Phil was scared stupid by the garbage bug, what a magical brain circuit.

"Catch the bugs quickly, and rest early after catching them." He threw down a cold sentence and rushed into the garbage dump again.

For the sake of dignity, Phil suppressed his nausea and began to rummage through the garbage bugs.

The garbage bug is fast, and even if it is found, it will be difficult to grab it with pliers with Phil's hand speed.

After most of the day, he only caught twenty of them.

Phil shed tears of regret for his impulse that day.

"Let's go." Jesse appeared in front of him again without anyone noticing, with a cold face.

Phil's brain froze, "What's gone?"

Jesse pointed to the data displayed on his toolbox: "I caught [-], you caught [-], you can turn in the task."

Phil: "..."

Jesse is nine times his size.

Jesse does seem to be better than him.

No, Jesse is just better at catching bugs than him!

He followed Jesse sullenly, looking at Jesse's tall and generous back, suddenly felt that this person was not so annoying, and he still had merits.

The next day, they didn't catch bugs.

Phil and Jesse were assigned to collect the vesicle fluid, extract the vesicles from the bodies of some dying bugs, and pipe the fluid in the vesicles into containers.

This is worse than catching bugs.

Phil had finally gotten used to the dump, and now he was dissecting bugs up close, and he couldn't breathe.

He looked at Jesse beside him.

Jesse ignored the struggling trash bug, and was focusing on cutting open the bug's body, picking out the vesicles from the body, and the mucus from the trash bug's body sprayed out, making Phil want to gag.

He watched Jesse's technique become more and more proficient, and he gradually felt a little admiration in his heart.

Anyway, in this respect, Jesse is indeed better than himself.

"Jessie," Phil chatted with him cheekily, "how did you manage to ignore the disgusting bugs?"

Jesse kept moving his hands, glanced at him, and said indifferently: "I often played with bugs when I was young."

"Why play with bugs?" Phil's eyes widened, obviously unable to understand his weird hobby.

Jesse paused, then picked out another vesicle, "What did you play when you were young?"

"Playing with mecha models, space battleship models, and some weapon models." Phil said with a disappointed face, "I originally wanted to be a mecha warrior, but I didn't have enough physical skills to pass the military exam. College."

"I see," Jesse said mercilessly, "I can't even catch bugs."

"Can you talk nicely!" Phil exclaimed angrily, "You haven't said why you play with bugs, don't you think they are disgusting?"

Jesse looked at him, those gray-blue eyes were indifferent and cold: "I don't have money to buy models."

Phil: "..." Are civilians so miserable?You don't even have to play with models, you can only play with bugs.

"Also," Jesse killed another garbage bug with a sharp and firm technique, "Zerg invaders are a hundred times uglier than garbage bugs. They are as tall as three floors. You are afraid of even such a small bug and want to be a machine." A warrior?"

Phil was stunned speechless.

After a long while, he asked: "You look very powerful, why didn't you go to the military academy?"

Jesse stopped suddenly, and looked at him with an unbelievable look: "You really don't know?"

"What do I know?"

"Do you know how many civilian admissions the military academy faces each year?"

"How much, how much?"

"The total number of people in the entire empire is less than 50." Jesse said slowly, "and the total number of students enrolled in the military academy exceeds 100 million every year."

Only the top civilian students can pass the examination and enter the military academy.

Phil was shocked. He is an aristocrat with vested interests. How can he care about the enrollment rate of civilians?

He stumbled and said, "That's because your test scores are low and your mental threshold is low."

He heard that civilians are ordinary people who were eliminated in the last century, and their genes are far inferior to those of nobles.

Jesse sneered, and plunged into the garbage bug's body with a knife: "If you can't kill the bug, just import the vesicle fluid and don't bother me."

Phil's heart trembled, lest Jesse would stab himself with the slime-stained knife in anger.

Guiltily, he turned his back and began to introduce the vesicular fluid.

A novel idea began to germinate in my heart, and the previous sense of superiority gradually faded in Jesse's bravery of catching and killing bugs.

It seems that the nobles are not so powerful, and the common people are not so incompetent.

There are not a few people who have changed their minds like Phil.When people are in adversity, it is easier to hold together for warmth, and it is easier to turn enemies into friends.

When Phil reshaped the three views on the garbage star, the Royal Academy of Sciences was finally completed!

The construction of the Royal Academy of Sciences was not a secret, and the media began to publicize it on the Star Network.

People don't understand.

[There is already an Imperial Academy of Sciences, why waste resources to build an Imperial Academy of Sciences?Does the emperor have too much money and no place to spend it?It's okay to help the poor star! ]

[what's the situation?It's Mi Luohua again, and it's the Academy of Sciences again, what does the emperor want to do?Although he was very brave to save the civilian ship last time, but if he didn't go to Misso planet for vacation, would it be possible? ]

[They are almost dead, what are you doing. ]

When the system saw these bad comments, it felt sympathetic to Joya.But after thinking about it, I felt that Joya deserved it.

Who told him to do so, he insisted on setting up a Royal Academy of Sciences.

It still does not understand the intention of the Royal Academy of Sciences.If it is only for the development of restoration agents, in fact, there is no need to build a special academy of sciences.

"Host, what are you going to do next?"

Qiao Ya Youzai Youzai: "Of course it is to recruit scientific research talents."

"You said before that you need to rely on Renault's popularity to attract talents." The system still remembered that he was confident at the time.

Qiao Ya drank the nectar, looked up at the Imperial Marshal who was approaching not far away, "That's right, I'm going to discuss it with him."

system:"……"

On the road of fooling people, Qiao Ya is gone forever.

"Good day, Your Majesty." Renault bowed slightly, his gaze fell on Joya's white shoe.

The upper is embroidered with golden dark patterns, faintly shining.

Joya asked him to sit down and said lazily, "What's the matter?"

The young man leaned on the back of the chair, supporting his head with one hand, and the golden hair slipped down the gap between his fingers, as if shining stars were flowing from his fingers.

Renault looked away calmly, "Your Majesty, the Academy of Sciences has been completed, do you have any plans for personnel arrangements?"

Joya's green eyes are half closed, like half-covered emeralds, a little bit of light can easily make people intoxicated.

"What does the Marshal think?" he asked.

"The entire empire selects talents." Renault said succinctly.

It is true that the Imperial Academy of Sciences gathers the top scientific research talents of the empire, but its capacity is too small after all. There are tens of billions of people in the empire, and no one knows how many talents are buried.

Qiao Ya opened her eyes and asked with great interest, "How do you choose?"

Renault came prepared, "Professors such as Dean Chains will come up with questions, and the online assessment will be conducted through the Star Network, and those who pass will come to Capital Star to take the re-examination."

Qiao Ya deliberately asked: "The selection ratio, how many are nobles and how many are commoners?"

Renault was categorical: "It doesn't matter about your background, it all depends on your strength."

The room fell silent.

Qiao Ya pretended to lower her eyes to think, but excitedly said to the system in her mind: "Tong, he really has a heart for me!"

The system realized later: "In addition to researching repair agents, you established the Academy of Sciences, isn't it also to break the inherent selection system?"

Qiao Ya laughed: "If you don't try it, how will you know if it will work?"

"Your Majesty," Lei Nuo broke the silence first, and solemnly said, "Although the Zerg attack was repelled before, the Zerg will soon make a comeback. The empire needs more talents."

He stared at Qiao Ya and said deeply: "The empire needs to change urgently."

Qiao Ya told the system with emotion: "Tong, he looks really handsome when he works hard."

The system is meaningful: "You praise him more and more times for being handsome."

"Handsome and selfless people deserve praise."

Qiao Ya restrained herself and said solemnly: "I will issue an edict that the Royal Academy of Sciences will select talents regardless of their background."

[Get extra points +20, accumulated points +28635]

Joya's pupils shrank slightly, and it wasn't until Lei Nuo saluted and left that he asked the system while covering his chest:

"Twenty points! He can give twenty points at a time!"

The system was also very surprised: "You used to say that he was not plucking at all."

"My fault." Joya held her face happily, "It turns out that he has accumulated a lot of hair."

The system said sincerely, "Congratulations."

"I don't know what I'm happy about," Qiao Ya pursed her lips, "Compared with one hundred thousand, these twenty cents are not even a fraction."

The system hits the nail on the head: "It should be a sense of accomplishment that is recognized."

Renault can contribute such a high number of points at one time, it can be seen that deep down in his heart, he has already regarded Joya as a real emperor.

Joya couldn't help but curled the corners of her lips, showing an unadulterated smile for the first time.

"Tong, I suddenly feel that he is quite worthy of me."

system:"……"

Narcissistic Joah Sterling, enough of it!

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-09-2414:05:34~2020-09-2711:16:38期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 2 for Tianshao; 1 for Gu Nuanqin, Qixian, and Jiujiang;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：关里30瓶；ll、景和、佛系皮蛋蛋、顾暖衾10瓶；狡山芋6瓶；納涼龜3瓶；殊荣2瓶；玖绛1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!