The first cute in the galaxy

In fact, it is not completely lonely.

With Cyril personally guiding him, one can imagine how much Ji Tianjin can benefit from it.

On the training ground, the white tiger was released and was fighting a strange beast alone. It was also a spiritual body. Compared with the poor performance of Su Cha's lotus and magnolia, it fully demonstrated what it means to be a king.

Cyril even affirmed the white tiger's fighting ability. Before it really awakened, this mental body was almost close to the limit level.

Ji Tianjin's mechanical glove was damaged during yesterday's training, and it was just sent over. When he was putting it on his arm, Cyril suddenly asked, "Why did you come?"

After fastening the last chain bolt, Ji Tianjin repeated the answer he had given to Xie Rongjue.

Whether he was lying or not, Cyril could tell at a glance, so when Ji Tianjin said without any pretense that he thought Su Cha was weak and needed to be taken care of, Cyril was actually as slightly astonished as Xie Rongjue.

Double standards are double standards, and the Wuxing people's mind is very clear. Through the desolate star training video sent over, Cyril has a relatively clear understanding of Su Cha's combat power, which has nothing to do with being weak.

People from Wuxing think that Su Cha is weak. Apart from being influenced by traditional concepts, it is more out of the elders' love for the younger ones, but a person from the empire thinks that he is weak... Cyril thought calmly, is there something wrong with the child's eyes?

"Su Cha looks at the world with caution. His mental body is also a little slack, and he is lacking in mechanical aspects, so he needs a reliable teammate to complement him. I can feel that compared to fighting, he is more inclined to purely grow flowers and grass. .”

Su Cha essentially had a heart to enjoy life. If he could sell watermelons in the desert to obtain the carcasses of strange animals, he would not think about fighting hard.

It's good to have personality, not hold back and have an idea.

Cyril glanced at Ji Tianjin, he was very good, and his logic was self-consistent.

Before the more outrageous remarks were made, Cyril moved his fingers and began to correct the slight deviations in the opponent's fighting moves.

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Day after day passed, and there were not many moments when Wuxing was truly peaceful, and he had to deal with beast hordes from time to time.During this period, Ji Tianjin briefly returned to the Jialan Empire a few times, and then came with the next exchange group.

The beast swarm can range from a few days to a few months, and the passage of time cannot be felt at all during the battle.

Year after year, from this perspective, Su Cha's dream has blossomed in a different way. For example, Ji Tianjin is trained to death every day, and he still sleeps in the same place.

Only a few people can enter the place where the dormant cabin is placed.

As a person from a different empire, Ji Tianjin is also fine, but he must be accompanied by a housekeeper.

He brought a bouquet of fresh flowers today to replace the ones that had withered in the house.

After more than four years, the boy's facial features became more three-dimensional, and the corners of his eyes and brows became sharper.Originally, Ji Tianjin's appearance was more gentle, but now because of his aloof temperament, he has transformed into an aristocratic temperament. He just ended a battle, and his hair is a little messy.

Inside the dormant cabin, it was still as quiet as ever.

Ji Tianjin put down the flowers, smiled and sat down: "You slept for a long time this time. When I returned to the empire, Rong Shao and the others laughed at me severely, saying that this is the fate of coming to Wuxing to eat alone."

The "single food" in Rong Shao's mouth refers to Cyril's personal guidance, but the housekeeper at the door always thinks it sounds weird.

Habits are a somewhat scary thing.

In the beginning, Ji Tianjin only occasionally came over to mention a few recent developments in his spare time, but it became a habit over time.He usually doesn't like to communicate with people very much, and he didn't go to Wuxing's school. He has Cyril's guidance on military force, and other courses are taught by famous teachers invited into the palace.

Ji Tianjin still had a mechanical class in the afternoon, so he left after a short stay. Only the fragrance of flowers proved that he had been here for a short time.

After the butler sent him to the door, he went to prepare Cyril's afternoon tea.

Time did not leave a trace on Cyril's face.The butler personally handed over the tea, and incidentally mentioned that Ji Tianjin just went to see His Royal Highness.

"There are two more exchange students in the list of the new batch of exchange groups."

The battle for wormholes in the interstellar battlefield has not ended for a long time. The establishment of diplomatic relations in the past few years has been smooth, and both sides have increased the number of places in the exchange group by a few.

"Is the school arranged?"

The butler nodded: "They seem a little disappointed."

This slight psychological imbalance is understandable, after all, both are exchange students, and Ji Tianjin is Wang's hands-on teacher.

However, this treatment was inseparable from his choice to come here first and Su Cha's entrustment, and it was impossible for a second person to get it.

The butler couldn't help but asked in front of Cyril, "I wonder when your Highness will wake up?"

At first they thought they would sleep for a year or two at most, but in the blink of an eye four years passed, and no one woke up. The longest time the king had slept was only more than ten years.

"Soon." Cyril's eyes softened a little: "It won't be more than half a year."

The coma before adulthood can last up to five years.

Originally, he was planning to go over to have a look at Su Cha, but at this moment a personal guard came to report: "My lord, the marshal is back."

Cyril put down the teacup: "Let him wait for me in the meeting hall."

Rand was temporarily recalled by Cyril this time, otherwise he would return at the end of the year according to the original plan.

There were only the two of them in the huge meeting hall.

Cyril sat on the throne, and his tone was neither serious nor serious: "There is no result yet?"

After saluting, Rand replied: "The real large-scale firepower confrontation has not yet broken out. The wormhole has not been born for a long time, and all parties are busy exploring."

Before that, everyone couldn't decide whether this war was worth fighting. Although some wormholes could span billions of light years, they were extremely unstable, and even if they had control, it would not be worthwhile.

So the past few years have been small-scale battles, and it has not yet reached the point of life and death.

"There is another important reason. According to the intelligence feedback from the explorers we sent, the survival time of this wormhole will not be too long, and it may disappear in a hundred years."

This is the main reason for the stalemate. Whether a century is long or short, the cost of an interstellar war is too high for this time, but there is no reason to give it up.

The corner of Cyril's mouth suddenly ticked: "The Federation likes to make muddy water the most. Wait and see, they are about to advocate holding a boring conference."

On the third day after Cyril made this speculation, the Federation sent a letter to all parties, advocating a peaceful solution to the problem, and asked to chat together.

Of course, the location of the meeting has not been specified on which country's land, and the Federation proposes to put it on the polar star.

Jibei Star is a waste star, very close to the interstellar battlefield. Because of the scramble for wormholes, all countries now have troops stationed here, so there is no need to worry about being attacked in other people's territory.

I thought it would take a long time to get a response. Unexpectedly, the first one to agree was Wuxing, the joint relationship, and the Garan Empire also announced its willingness to negotiate.

The lifespan of the wormhole is not long, and it is meaningless to spend it blindly. Soon after even the Zerg agreed, several other forces that competed for it successively chose to agree.

This can be regarded as a big news in the near future, but unfortunately the public is more concerned about another matter: why hasn't His Highness woke up yet?

Even the housekeeper couldn't help asking questions beyond the border, let alone them who didn't know the inside story.The answer given by the royal family is very official. His Highness may wake up in the near future, and an online meeting will be arranged at that time.

The soothing effect of this reply was mediocre, until after Cyril visited Su Cha again, he directly set the time to the end of June.Recently, the vases around the dormant cabin often shattered for no reason, and the spiritual power was constantly leaking out of the dormant cabin. This was a sign that Su Cha was about to wake up.

midnight.

The moon is extra round tonight.

There is only a layer of soft translucent screens hanging near the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the moonlight easily passes through it, flowing all the way to the dormant cabin.

There was a slight whistling sound.

After four and a half years, the hatch of the dormant cabin finally opened again, a pair of slender hands stretched out from it, firmly grasping the edge of the cabin, and then a slender figure slowly sat up.

"call--"

Su Cha took a few deep breaths before regaining his normal breathing rhythm. After a while, he managed to stand up and stepped on the carpet with his bare feet, but accidentally stepped on a wing on the ground, staggered a few steps and fell back. Fortunately, the edge of the dormant cabin was neither high nor low, so he just sat on it.

A set of clothes and new shoes of a relatively suitable size were placed beside her. The clothes she was wearing had long since turned into rags, and Su Cha changed her clothes almost in a daze.

The clothes were prepared in advance by the housekeeper. Recently, someone guarded the gate of the castle all night, just to ensure that the news of His Royal Highness waking up was obtained as soon as possible.

But all these movements were blocked at the moment.

It was the mechanical doll who was the first to perceive Su Cha's state. After squatting for a few days, it finally squatted down.

When the hibernation cabin opened, it was sitting on the window sill watching the moonlight. It knew that Su Cha was going to change clothes, so it turned around now.

With their eyes facing each other, Su Cha hadn't recovered from his dazed state, and it took him a while to recover his normal reflex arc: "System?"

The mechanical doll was also silent for a moment, the host's current appearance is very similar to that of the flower demons when they first met. The natural appearance of the flower demon clan has a kind of "coquettish" and "fascinating", which will only become prominent after adulthood.The hidden pattern mark on Su Cha's forehead reappeared, adding a kind of charm to the cold white skin.

I don't know if it was a rough fate, but after Su Cha's facial features opened, he felt a strong sense of brokenness in his temperament.Especially those eyes, which seemed to be resentful and angry, as if they had suffered a great grievance.

Intoxicated at the first sight, heartbroken at the second.

After growing up like this, how should I go out to meet people in the future?

System: "You can do it yourself."

When the Wuxing people saw such a crying face, they would not dare to take another look at it from now on.

Su Cha looked puzzled.

The system's principle for the host is 'it's good to be alive', to ensure that the person wakes up safe and sound, and the action of leaving is not sloppy at all.Before leaving, he helped him hook the vase on the window sill with the handle of the umbrella, and the sound of breaking immediately attracted the guards on duty.

The door was pushed open in a hurry, and the housekeeper and guards were on the first floor, appearing almost immediately.

Su Cha leaned halfway on the dormant cabin. His hair had grown wildly over the years, hanging down to his thin ankles. When he saw someone coming, he habitually raised the corners of his mouth, showing a weak smile.

The butler and the guards stopped in unison.

By the time they were covering their hearts in a daze, Cyril and Ji Tianjin had already arrived, and Su Cha smiled lightly, "Long time no see."

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