The first cute in the galaxy

Cyril took the book presented by Konoe, read the part about the Great God Dance word for word, and then fell silent for a full minute.

What did Su Cha say at the time?

Not only dancing for others, but also dancing for myself, the body is very good.

Cyril now seriously suspected that Su Cha's poor sleep recently was due to dancing too much.

On the other hand, ever since Su Cha walked back to the room in silence, she has been burying her head in the pillow and talking to herself, "Do I look particularly crazy?"

The missing system reappears without answering the obvious question.

Anyway, the blessing ceremony is complete.

Su Cha finally straightened his back and was a man again, sitting cross-legged in the center of the big bed, which made him look very small.Staring at the system intently for a while, Su Cha couldn't guess what the other party was going to do next.

They are all masters who will not give up until they achieve their goals. He knows that the system will never give up the idea of ​​letting the tribe recruit Cyril.

However, the system didn't look like it was going to do anything at all. It stood by the window, watching the sun set calmly.

"It's time for my walk."

Cyril specially built a parasol avenue, and the system liked the scenery there very much, but it was a pity that activities in the palace were too dangerous, so it finally decided to go for a walk.

Even the posture of the mechanical doll opening the window is full of a gentleman's feeling. The long titanium alloy legs easily stepped onto the guardrail. It held a black umbrella in its hand to prevent the fallen leaves from blowing its shoulders, and then disappeared completely in this space.

When Su Cha saw this, he was half sighing and half helpless. If he didn't say anything else, the system would take care of himself first, and he was still worrying about Cyril's body.

Shaking her head, she went to the open-air balcony to relax. Su Cha lay on the guardrail and looked at the sea of ​​roses in the distance, only to see a thin figure on the bench.

Good guy, let's leave the hair dryer there.

Cyril's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, feeling that he was being watched. He turned around and saw the little guy standing above the castle. His power of thought could make him clearly meet the reproachful gaze, so that he was inexplicably seen as guilty.

In less than 5 minutes, Su Cha got off the elevator and rushed to Cyril.

When seeing him, Cyril's brows relaxed instead. He thought it would take a while to get close to him, but Su Cha's personality was far more cheerful than expected.I don't know if it's because of the different growth environment, the other party doesn't have the natural alienation temperament of the Wuxing people.

Two figures, one big and one small, sat on the bench and started talking.

The same long silver hair fluttering, Cyril's exquisite face and Su Cha's dimpled smile, at first glance, are completely standard for a beautiful father and son.

This heartwarming scene made it impossible for the soldiers on duty not far away to fully concentrate.

A person as cold and rigid as Wang, inexplicably showed a bit of obedience next to the little highness, and nodded in cooperation from time to time. I don't know what the two sides are communicating.

In fact, the topics they exchanged were very serious, from a fallen leaf to life and death.

A leaf hanging on the tree was struggling for the last time. Su Cha liked it very much. He could hold on for a second and said, "The same should be true for life."

Cyril just smiled and said nothing.

From the moment he went to the hospital, Su Cha had vaguely felt the Wuxing people's feeling of being 'too sensible'. For example, a child's wrist was so painful that he couldn't lift it up, but when everyone applauded, he put his hands on his knees and clapped.

When the doctor came, he didn't say anything about the discomfort, as if he was used to being in pain.

They have to learn to face reality from birth, so that they lack the basic desire to survive.

Su Cha suddenly said: "In this situation, I suddenly thought..."

"Sing a song."

Su Cha looked at Cyril in surprise, wondering how he knew?

Cyril didn't think there was anything difficult to guess. Since he likes to dance, it makes sense that he likes to sing.He nodded: "Sing."

"Just remember one sentence." Su Cha raised his head very high, mainly because he couldn't raise his high pitch, and his voice was almost howling, with a slightly broken sound:

"I really want to live another 500 years—"

"..."

After singing, Su Cha asked calmly, "Does it sound good?"

Cyril was a little dumbfounded. Su Cha's eyes were fixed on him when he sang, and he sang with the air of a debt collector.It seems to be saying, listen to me, live for 500 years.

Some things, he felt it was time to explain.

Cyril got up from the bench: "My body is not strong, but if we fight face to face, the emperor of the Garan Kingdom can only draw with me, and even as he grows older, he will be a little weaker."

Su Cha thought of the power of the soul that the system had emphasized.

"This is the power brought by pure blood." Although it is autumn, Cyril's tone of voice at this moment is more like a gentle breeze in spring: "To this day, I can barely coexist with this power, and I need it every once in a while. Sleep and rest."

Su Cha stopped in her tracks: "So close your eyes and point out that you are not a human being?"

Cyril nodded.

Su Cha let out a sigh of relief: "Thank God."

His true feelings at this moment revealed that Cyril should be moved, but judging from Su Cha's radiant face, it seemed that he was still mixed with gratitude for other things.

One worry is resolved and another follows.

Su Cha himself was also a pure blood. Doesn't that mean that this situation may happen in the future?

Without him asking, Cyril immediately mentioned this question.

"Sleeping itself is the self's defense mechanism. You have not been in a good state recently, and today is particularly bad."

The implication is that if this continues, it is very likely that he will fall into a deep sleep before he becomes an adult.

Su Cha's eyes darkened, and he pressed it down forcefully before the murderous intent against the enemy arose.

"Exercise properly to strengthen your physique."

Cyril had carefully watched the training video that Rand had copied to Su Cha at school, without fast forwarding the whole process.

"The training method of the Garan Kingdom should be more suitable for you." He said very to the point.

Su Cha's power was between mental power and mind power, and it was closer to Jia Lan in terms of the concentration of the mental body.

In fact, this is also related to the system's promise to help preserve the original ability. Only the spiritual body can display the characteristics of demon power.

Su Cha lacked a clear direction to exercise now, and Cyril was also aware of this.A soldier was recruited to give some instructions, and then took him to the training ground.When they arrived, more than a dozen tall people, including men and women, had already surrounded them. There were also a few large instruments beside them that they couldn't understand.

"Wang Wan'an, Your Highness Wan'an."

They were all Cyril's confidantes, and they were specially called to do data analysis, responsible for recording all the information including the trajectory of Su Cha's moves.

Cyril asked Su Cha to release his spirit body.

The lotus magnolia appeared, even though I have seen it more than once, staring at the flower exuding innocence from top to bottom, Cyril couldn't help sighing: "You are too kind."

The same illusion was shared by the people of the former empire. Su Cha admitted frankly: "My dream is full of love."

After speaking, he took the initiative to introduce its use: "It can forcibly calm the emotions."

"I know."

"Ok?"

"You recorded the screen recording of the competition between Waste Star and Rand, and it was sent back urgently by 800 million miles."

After reading it, he didn't sleep well all night.While trying his best to forget the content of the picture, he is very dissatisfied with Jialan Country for leading the children of his own planet.

Without specifically mentioning this matter, Cyril changed the topic and said: "The essence of the spiritual body is to serve the battle."

Su Cha was taken aback: "Let it go to fight?"

"There is no state in which a spiritual body is a dead thing."

Since the beginning of their condensation, they have carried part of the master's fighting consciousness and IQ.

Su Cha really didn't think about it.

Cyril found it interesting to see his expression: "Have you tried it before?"

Su Cha: "I have a lot of experience fighting with other people's spirit bodies."

The process is simple and rough, feed them into pigs and throw them out.

"..." The dead memories started to attack Cyril again.

He clapped his hands, and the iron door in front opened automatically, and the soldier appeared pushing a strange beast bound by layers of iron chains.The saliva from the behemoth's mouth flowed on the ground, and the stench filled the entire training ground.

At least dozens of alien beasts were imprisoned underground in the training ground. Every time the army of alien beasts invaded, they would leave more than a hundred alive for the daily training of soldiers.

Cyril: "Try using only the mental body."

Ahead, the soldier loosened the chains on the front of the beast's mouth.

The roar brought Su Cha back to his senses. He tried to manipulate his mental body to attack. First of all, the fragrance of flowers lowered the beast's fighting consciousness.Then, Su Cha was a little bit tied up, hesitating about what to do next.

Cyril: "Don't move, just give the order to let the spirit body go."

Su Cha followed suit.

The surrounding guards immediately locked the flowers in the sky with their cameras. It was actually hard for them to imagine how a flower would attack.

One of them analyzed: "The spiritual experience continues the character of the master. Your Highness is too friendly, and its attack power may be limited."

"Space can be used to decompose and dismantle, so that a petal can go from another dimension and attack at the right time."

When they seized the time to study the direction of development, the flowers that had been leisurely in the air moved to the front of the beast reluctantly, threw out two big leaves, and began to slap the ugly head. Every time it is raised high, the dust on the ground is also flying up.

The strange beast was restrained by iron chains and could not fight back, and one of its teeth, which were longer than a vampire, was slapped out.

After the beating, the two flower leaves were fixed on both sides of the head of the alien beast, and the spiral twisted, trying to unscrew its head.

This strange beast has been imprisoned for a long time, and its bones have become extremely fragile due to long-term hunger and restraint, but its head is still very hard. Lotus Magnolia exerted all its brute force, but only broke half of it.

There was no sound around Yaque, including the soldiers stationed in the distance, all stood silently.

Su Cha's throat moved: "Spiritual behavior, please don't ascend to the master."

A guard walked up to the dead beast and checked the broken bones: "The attack power is good, and it's quite capable of fighting."

A flash of thought flashed in his eyes, and Su Cha couldn't help but ask, "What's the problem?"

"It has no combat awareness."

He didn't even bother to think about the basic strategy when making moves, and used the most primitive violent attack.

Spiritual bodies love to fight, and they are the first to go mad when they lose control.Why...why is His Highness's mental body so tired?

When the others were puzzled, only Su Cha's face became colder and colder. It turned out that not only the system was secretly providing for the elderly, but also his mental body.

Made.