The first cute in the galaxy

Cyril disappeared.

The altar shattered all over the place, and this family treasure that could be used to exorcise evil spirits, bestow blessings, and summon souls was just torn apart.

The elder's mood is now like a dark night sky, he doesn't even want to accept this fact, muttering to himself: "It's a dream..."

Maybe it's a dream?

There are more than one people who have the same idea as him. They would rather believe that it is a nightmare than face reality.

How could it be possible to summon other things in the soul-calling ceremony centered on Su Cha's demon bead?

However, when he looked up and saw Su Yeling, the beautiful illusion was shattered.

Su Yeling's swollen face reminded them all the time: It's not a dream!

Su Yeling's handsome face was stained with sullenness, and he looked at one of the elders: "Seal the surrounding area."

One was to prevent people from continuing to watch the joke, and the other was to try to find Su Cha's trace.

As for the extremely strong man just now, the elders didn't connect him too closely with Su Cha for the time being. No matter how imaginative they were, they couldn't think of a planet thousands of miles away.

It's just that many doubts have been entangled in my heart, what went wrong in the soul-calling ceremony?

Su Yeling stood alone in front of the shattered altar, feeling more vigilant in his heart.He could only comfort himself for the time being. If the other party was with Su Cha and had such a strong helper, Su Cha would have come back for revenge a long time ago. Why would he wait until now.

……

In autumn, there was a cool breeze, and Su Cha was falling asleep in a peaceful posture when he suddenly heard a sound like an explosion.

He opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling for two seconds, making sure it wasn't a dream.

There was another 'boom', and the whole ground trembled.

Su Cha sat up stiffly, and the butler's voice sounded from the door: "It's not an enemy attack, your Highness, don't worry."

While heaving a sigh of relief, Su Cha put on a coat and got out of bed.

After opening the door, the castle was brightly lit, and everything was still in order.

Cyril's guards were all guarding each checkpoint, and the butler even prepared a cup of calming tea at this time and handed it to Su Cha.

While drinking water, Su Cha kept paying attention to the place where the commotion started from the corner of his eye, and determined that it was Cyril's location.

"It may be that Wang's mental power lost control for a moment." The housekeeper explained.

This kind of thing has happened before, but it has rarely happened in the past two years.

Su Cha: "Can I go and see?"

The butler nodded, and prepared another cup of tea for him: "The king will be very happy to see His Highness."

Different from Su Cha's room where extravagance was used to the extreme, this was a large and relatively empty room with no extra objects in it, and the bricks on the floor had the same cold metallic feel as the city walls.

Too big space, more like a hall for discussion.

The moment Cyril's soul returned, the leaked thought power shattered the few furnishings in the house.

The characteristic door has also become powder at this moment.

To be polite, Su Cha tapped twice on the wall next to him with his fingers.

As the steward said, Cyril was in a good mood when he saw him. Part of his long silver hair was attached to his arms, and the surrounding was messy. This should be the most inappropriate picture in Cyril's life.

He waved to Su Cha, signaling to come to his side.

"Are you okay?" Su Cha put the tray aside.

Cyril: "I made a..."

"Nightmare?"

"Not really." Cyril picked up the teacup, his posture still noble.

Su Cha was a little uneasy. He always felt that today's loss of control was not an accident. Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that something went wrong on Cyril's side when he was worried about the summoning ceremony?

What's more, the headache that has been haunting me is much better tonight.

When he didn't speak, the atmosphere between the two parties fell silent.Cyril didn't ask any questions, his head rested on the cushion behind him, he raised his head slightly, and half-closed his eyes to recover.

"Go to bed early." Cyril said.

The matter was settled in a short time, and he left Su Cha the freedom to fully consider whether to speak or not.

Su Cha didn't like to evade questions, so he said two words: "Calling the soul."

Cyril's slender eyebrows raised slightly, and he immediately understood what the altar was for.

Judging by his demeanor and his lack of intention to continue asking, Su Cha knew that Cyril was recruited away tonight.

"Am I not dancing well enough?"

She was clearly blessed by the God of Flowers, why did this happen on the same day?

Cyril opened his eyes again, and the arc of his mouth was faintly visible: "I have tampered with your mental body."

Su Chayuan's pupils widened slightly, and he muttered for a while, "I see."

Cyril suddenly reached out and touched his head: "I know what you are worried about. What happened tonight is a bit weird, like the plots in those stories about disappearing demons."

Su Cha pursed his lower lip, and the other party had actually touched the edge of the truth.

"But no matter what the reason is, I won't be so pedantic that I really treat you like a little monster."

"..." No, it's better to be pedantic.

There were many things that Su Cha couldn't explain in detail. He even signed a confidentiality clause after his service period, which can be summed up in four words: "Past and present."

Cyril thought of those eyes that were somewhat similar to Su Cha's, and his obviously unkind style.

"An enemy from a previous life? Some blood relationship?"

"Clan people." Su Cha was silent for a moment, and then said, "Maybe because I feel that I am still alive and want to kill the grass."

After finishing speaking, without giving Cyril a chance to speak, he said quickly: "If you mind, I can leave without hesitation."

Not everyone can easily accept a cub who was reincarnated with the memory of his previous life.After all, the biggest characteristic of children is that they are a blank sheet of paper and will relearn their cognition of the world.

The few seconds of silence felt like a long trial.

Cyril shook his head slowly, emphasizing the previous point: "I said, I won't be so pedantic that I really treat you as a little monster."

"...rotten."

It used to be.

Cyril paused when he touched his head: "It doesn't matter."

He summoned the housekeeper, who cleaned up the broken porcelain on the ground as quickly as possible to prevent Su Cha from getting his feet hurt later.

After the butler quickly packed up and left, Cyril murmured and said, "Don't mention this to anyone again."

Of course Su Cha is aware of this. For example, the type of Luan Zheng, who can do insane experiments for a single gene. There is never a shortage of such lunatics in the universe. Self-centered bloody storm.

For some reason, the way of nodding in earnest made the corner of Cyril's mouth twitch. After a few seconds, he smiled: "How old was the accident?"

He intuitively felt that the child had experienced a lot of hardships.

"Less than thirty." Since the flower demon was born with consciousness, its growth cycle is similar to that of human beings.

Cyril met his erratic gaze: "Oh?"

"Less than twenty."

Silence is the theme of the night.

Su Cha: "...well, less than nineteen."

Didn't mix well.

He has worked very hard to condense the Yaozhu, trying to catch up with the outstanding young generation in the clan, who would have thought that it would be destroyed by Su Yeling's puppy love in the end.

Puppy love kills people.

Seeing that his brows were getting tighter and tighter, Cyril distracted him: "If you sleep late, you won't grow taller."

It was indeed getting late, and drowsiness flooded in. Su Cha was surprised that he could still feel sleepy on such a 'troubled' night.

Cyril didn't seem surprised by this, but just told him to go back and rest early.

Before Su Cha fell asleep, he saw the system go away in a daze, but now it's back.

Su Cha knew that it was here to make foolproof preparations, and if Cyril couldn't accept her or acted too aggressively, the other party would take her and run away.

"Actually, even if Cyril can't accept it, it won't make things difficult for me."

Some people can't see through it after being together for more than ten years, but some people can understand his nature even after a few face-to-face meetings.Cyril is essentially a very tolerant and gentle person. Even if he goes to the hospital, he will always be concerned about the mood of the children.

The system is not interested in what kind of person Cyril is, and only highlights the important points: "Remember to make sure the altar is not destroyed."

Su Cha didn't answer because he was already asleep.

The night wind outside was still blowing the fallen leaves, and the system quietly left from the eleven-dimensional space.

The next day was a fine day with crisp autumn weather.

The housekeeper didn't ask Su Cha to have breakfast in time, and Cyril had specifically ordered him to sleep a little longer.

It was already ten o'clock when he woke up, and he hadn't slept in for a long time. Su Cha was stunned when he saw the time.

The robot walked back and forth in the castle, responsible for repairing the broken items in the room. When Su Cha sat on the long table, he noticed that there was also a dinner plate on the opposite side of Cyril.

The housekeeper explained: "The king summoned the marshal to discuss the matter very early, and he didn't have time to eat."

Su Cha picked up the chopsticks and sighed, "It's hard work being a king."

Cyril must live a thousand years.

"When I come back, I must remind him to eat more."

I will protect the life of the king.

The butler nodded with a smile. The Wuxing people who were not good at smiling in the past, under the influence of Su Cha, now the corners of their mouths curved more and more naturally, not as stiff as before.

After dinner, Su Cha was about to go out for a walk when the housekeeper took out some letters that arrived this morning.

A lot of them were packed in a box. When Su Cha saw the words 'Galan Empire' in the mailing address column, Su Cha was surprised: "So fast?"

The distance between the two planets is not close.

Looking at the delivery time again, it turned out to be the day of my departure.

So at that time, my own people were flying in the sky, and the letters followed behind?

The speed of the interstellar courier is obviously not as fast as that of the battleship, and it will arrive a few days later.

Seeing the names of many acquaintances, Su Cha first opened Ji Tianjin's envelope, which contained a USB flash drive.After reading it with a computer, it was found that it was an explanation of mechanical theory exercises, and what he could send specially must be an explanation by a famous teacher.

Su Cha closed his eyes, traveled across a distance of several light-years, and sent a special exercise, it really belongs to you.

Relatively speaking, the text on the letter is much softer:

[The school temporarily notified that there will be a friendly competition next week. Rong Shao and the others proposed to change the team from 'He is here' to 'He is gone' to commemorate you.

I refused. 】

Seeing this, Su Cha breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately, there was a reliable one.

[The minority obeys the majority, my refusal is denied.After winning the first place, we will express the trophy to you. According to Rong Shao, you can use this to miss us. 】

"..."

Su Cha opened a few more letters.

When reading the sixth letter, Cyril came back, half of the dining table was piled with letters spread out, and one was blown to the ground by the wind brought by the door opening.

Cyril helped him pick it up, and when he put it down, he accidentally read the last sentence of the letter: [Everyone misses you a little bit, another question, is Wang An from Wuxing?Please pass on my sincere regards. 】

Several letters on the table have almost such a sentence. Cyril squinted his eyes, ignored the last blessing, and felt a great sense of crisis.

After finally bringing the child back, this letter from afar is like asking: Is the king of Wuxing dead?Come back as soon as you die.miss you.

"Tell him, I can borrow another 500 years from the sky."

"..."

Not long after his words fell, the butler pulled out the chair, and Cyril sat down slowly.

Su Cha's words still carried a lot of weight. There was no ice water on the table today.

"I have already ordered Rand to send a hundred warships to the interstellar battlefield." Originally, Cyril was only generally concerned about this newly discovered wormhole, and only sent thirty warships. After the spirit summoning incident last night, he remembered that Rand had mentioned Su Cha was very interested in that wormhole and probably guessed why.

What Su Cha thought was that the battle mentioned by Rand would last at least a few years, but before he could speak, Cyril suppressed him with a simple sentence: "This wormhole has great value and strategic significance. It will be scrambled by several major forces.”

"Pick it down as a gift for your meeting."

In terms of state affairs, Cyril speaks a lot.

When his strong side as the king is revealed, no matter whether he questions or argues, it will not change the result.

After the meal, Su Cha was sleepy again. Others were sleepy in spring, but he was sleepy in autumn.

Before going upstairs, he still ruthlessly left his spiritual body, allowing it to continue to be leveled.

Seeing his tired eyes, Cyril postponed some things he originally wanted to say, and called a personal guard in the afternoon: "In my name, send a briefing to the Garan Empire, asking if Sanvez has a continuation of the culture Exchange ideas."

If you want to compete for the wormhole that has attracted the attention of all parties, force alone is not enough. The necessary combination is that all forces need to go a path.At least there is no need to doubt the military strength of the Garan Empire. Of course, there is another reason for choosing them to cooperate... Cyril crossed his hands and tapped his slender fingers on his joints: "The content of the exchange includes academic exchanges."

This will make it easier for them to learn the training methods of the Garan Kingdom. Correspondingly, Garan can also absorb certain knowledge from Wuxing, which is a win-win situation.

As for who the other party will send, it is not within the scope of Cyril's consideration.

He only cared about how the Garan Empire trained the young people's mental strength, so that they could check for leaks and fill in the gaps, and use them properly on Su Cha.

……

The briefing was sent out on the same day, and soon after arriving, it was passed directly to Sanvez, with only the necessary two hands in between.

Sanvez didn't open it, and just scanned it with mental power to confirm the contents.Then contact the precursor of Wuxing's increase in troops, and understand Cyril's intentions.

In the evening, Sanvez held a meeting.

The Minister of Finance first said: "The Zerg also intends to cooperate with us."

Partners should not choose too many, otherwise it will be difficult to control.However, he is more inclined to Wuxing. The Zerg style is too domineering, even worse than Wuxing, and most people don't want to deal with it.

Sanvis nodded slightly, and seemed to have a bias, and looked at Xie Rongjue: "Send two teachers, one student, three doctors and mechanics to form a mission for a one-year academic exchange."

These are the three most important industries and are essential.

"In terms of quota, you can register independently, and you can choose from them." Sanweisi said lightly: "The risk should be emphasized when promoting."

Not to mention that their relationship with Wuxing is very ordinary, even if they are inseparable, there must be some danger in the exchange group going out.

The meeting broke up in less than 10 minutes.

The Minister of Finance and Xie Rongjue walked out almost at the same time, smiled and said: "I also know that Wuxing will not send students."

Even with normal communication, the young exchange students should be the main body.

"So His Majesty only sent one person."

But this cannot be absent. It is easier for young people to form a deep friendship, which is also good for the relationship between the two countries.

The registration list will be counted up soon.

Unexpectedly, Xie Rongjue saw Ji Tianjin's name in it, so he specially called someone here.

First of all, he directly pointed out the pros and cons: "Going to Wuxing, everything is unknown, and the attached high school has the strongest teachers in the imperial capital."

Ji Tianjin: "The education level of Wuxing is not inferior."

In fact, the training method of the attached middle school was a bit too gentle for him. Ji Tianjin was thrown to the interstellar battlefield by his family early on, and he had a special tutor since he was a child, and he taught the school curriculum first.

To put it bluntly, it's the same wherever you go.

Xie Duanjue confirmed his purpose: "Because of Su Cha?"

Ji Tianjin admitted that this was the reason for his trip: "As the captain, I have an obligation to take care of the players."

Although he didn't say it clearly, the lines between the lines revealed that Su Cha was very weak.

weak?

Xie Rongjue stared at the other party for three seconds, very good, not blind.

He couldn't help but began to suspect that this person was actually a fog star, otherwise how could he open his eyes and talk nonsense?

Ji Tianjin's definition of weakness has nothing to do with how much heart he has. Just as he once said to Ji Chong, Su Cha's flowers and plants look very powerful, but they are also very limited.

Some emotions revealed inadvertently by the other party inexplicably make him feel a desire to protect.

Perhaps in his heart, Su Cha was still the coquettish brat who spouted nonsense in the hospital.

Xie Duanjue took a sip of coffee calmly: "Does your father know?"

"I know." I will know later.

Xie Junjue took a deep look at him: "We will notify the parents according to the procedure." After a pause, he said, "But based on what I know about your father, he will not refuse."

Ji Chong is a businessman, and he believes in the exchange of benefits just like Xie Duanjue. Ji Tianjin's mental power is too strong, which means that he may lose control when he awakens. Su Cha can be of great help after deep awakening.

Otherwise, even if Ji Chong doesn't interfere with Ji Tianjin's choice, he won't let his only son go to Wuxing.

"Remember to read the risk warning."

Ji Tianjin: "I'm safe. If I die, the enemy must have walked up on Su Cha's body."

"Cough-cough-"

Xie Junjue choked on the coffee abruptly, repeatedly confirming that he heard correctly.

Ji Tianjin didn't think it was funny, so he stepped back ten thousand steps and said that even if the Wuxing people would turn their backs, Su Cha would do whatever it takes to stand in front of him.In terms of risk, his risk of dying in the wild star competition in his home country is higher than that in the misty star.

"The battleship will leave tomorrow night at the latest, let's make preparations." Xie Rongjue seemed to have thought of something interesting. Ji Tianjin only had the enthusiasm of a young man, but he did not inherit the calculation skills that the Ji family should have. In the future, Ji Chong Headache.

He lowered his head and signed a few documents, seeing that the person hadn't left yet, he asked, "Is there anything else?"

Ji Tianjin: "In the eyes of the Wuxing people, you are his adoptive father in name, and you should prepare a gift out of reason."

With Xie Duanjue's character, if he pays by himself, he will definitely find a way to get his colleagues who are not pleasing to the eye to also give a gift, so that Su Cha can receive a lot of good things, which can also be counted as these people just hosting a birthday party for Shen Ningze compensation.

Xie Duanjue: "..."

He's not brainless, he's just elbowing out.