The Imperial General's Wedding [Interstellar]

A burst of cheers erupted outside the window, and the sound from the live broadcast room downstairs in the library quickly overwhelmed the cheers outside the window. Xie Jin looked from the second floor to the projection board being played on the first floor. Baker Taylor chose to surrender, and Jhin won the first prize. round of victory.

Xie Jin turned his attention back to the book. This is a very old notebook with few pages and feels very thin. It is placed in the collection library on the third floor, sandwiched between the two like the photo. In this heavy record book.

When Xie Jin found it, the old yellowed cover almost fell off. He carefully flipped through the pages, and finally found the records about BR.

"BR..." Xie Jinmo read the content on the page, "It turned out that it was not a military code, but an English abbreviation. I missed it from the beginning..." Xie Jin reflected on himself. At the beginning, when it was engraved on the military spacecraft, he subconsciously I thought it was the mysterious abbreviation of the military, but it is actually the abbreviation of Beyond Regulation.

Outside of regulation...

Xie Jin glanced down one by one, and there are many secondary classifications under BR's eyesight.

Biology

Pharmacy

Genetic

Ingredients

……

After a closer look, they are all experiments that are expressly prohibited by the imperial decree.

"Is this what BR means..."

Xie Jin analyzed the classification of human-like bodies, and first searched for related content under the biology list. If there was no, he jumped to genetics and finally found the content that fit.

"Human Experiment V Ten Years Notes, Recording Location - Planet Bosa."

"Posa Star...Bo..." Xie Jin was pondering over this term, and suddenly thought of the information found by the person who knocked on the door. Is the Bosa Star he was talking about, and the record about this BR happened on Bosa Star.

Bossa star.

Xie Jin took the book to the table, and while searching for information about Bosa, he pulled out his chair and sat down.

He tied the fine hair on his sideburns behind his ears, and focused on a piece of content listed in front of him.

"The Death Star About to Explode-Posa", the time is 50 years ago.

No wonder he didn't know anything about Star Bosa. The Death Star, which exploded 50 years ago, had nothing to be concerned about, but the strange thing was that there was only such content about Star Bosa.

Xie Jin scanned the contents of the report and called Nass. Nass answered lazily: "You didn't watch the game live? Why do you have time to call me?"

Xie Jin said, "Nas, check something for me."

"Check what?"

"There is something about Bosa," Xie Jin said, "I can only find one message on the Internet, and I suspect that other news has been blocked. You can find a way to help me find out more about Bosa Star, especially its location. "

When Xie Jin spoke, he had already scanned the entire article. This article was only [-] words long, and the whole article revolved around the death of Star Bosa, without revealing any other information.

With the other hand, he opened the record book he found earlier, which recorded the entire experiment process in detail according to the quarter as a time unit, but the relevant experiment content used codes. If you can’t find the codes at that time, it will be difficult for Xie Jin to find out. It is clear what is recorded in the record book. The only thing that is certain is that all the experiments on it for a full ten years have all been recorded on Planet Bosa.This planet is by no means as simple as it looks.

After Xie Jin hung up the communication with Nass, a dull voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Give me the record book in your hand!"

Xie Jin: "..."

"Don't turn your head." There was a crisp sound of pulling the trigger behind his head, and in front of the projection board on the first floor downstairs, the military students who couldn't squeeze into the "first ring" of the competition field burst into cheers again.

Xie Jin passed the record book back, and when he sensed the other party's approaching breath, he suddenly threw the record book far away, the man stopped, Xie Jin seized this opportunity, grabbed the low table and threw it towards the other party !

"Damn it." The man let out a muffled growl. He had no intention of entanglement with Xie Jin, and ran quickly to the place where the record book was. Xie Jin took the first step, drew a dagger from his waist, and drew a bright silver arc in front of the opponent's eyes. The opponent forced back.

Xie Jin looked up, the man was wearing a black tights, with a silver mask covering almost his entire face, and the hood covering his head almost covered his whole body tightly without leaking a single gap.

Xie Jin sniffed, and smelled a familiar voice. The moment he grabbed the record book, a bullet shot over, and Xie Jin passed by!

Xie Jin gasped. Although the bullet missed him just now, it grazed his wrist. The protruding ulna was scratched, and the high-speed friction even produced a burnt smell.

Xie Jin didn't care about the pain, and grabbed the record book with his hands. The man refused to give up, swept it on the spot, and grabbed it in front of Xie Jin. A strand of blond hair fell from the sky. .

"Let go." The man obviously used a voice changer, his voice was very low, "If not, I will kill you."

Xie Jin looked back, but from this angle, he could only see the outline of the man. He slowly withdrew his hand, and the man grabbed the record book and ran wildly.

The gunshots just now alarmed the school guards of the library. When they arrived, a big hole was opened in the window on the third floor, and the masked mysterious man snatched the record book and fled.

Xie Jin stood up from the ground and patted the dust on the ground. He found the golden hair and hid it before the school guards came up.

"General Xie Jin?" The school guard asked in surprise, "What's going on? Why was there a gunshot just now?"

Xie Jin raised his arm. The wound was not serious, but there was a lot of blood flow. It looked quite shocking. Xie Jin said blankly: "I was attacked just now, and the other party was carrying a gun."

"Gun?" The school guard's heart sank. "There are strict gun inspections at the entrance and exit. It is absolutely impossible for someone to break into the library with a gun without alarming us!"

If it wasn't like this, Xie Jin would also have a gun on his body, and the record book would not be taken away so easily, but the mysterious man successfully brought the pistol into the library and dressed up in that suspicious look.

Who is he?

He didn't mean to kill Xie Jin, although he kept threatening his life, but Xie Jin could see that the real purpose of that man was just the record book.

But he just found this record book, so why would someone come over to snatch it right away? Could it be that the record book is a trap?

As soon as Xie Jin thought of this possibility, he vetoed it himself. If it was a trap, what was the purpose of setting the trap... He couldn't figure it out at all.

Xie Jin's pupils shrank suddenly, thinking of a very scary possibility, he immediately called Nass.

"Nas——" Xie Jin shouted anxiously as soon as the call was connected, "Don't check the Bosa star—you will be targeted!"

The man in black shuttled skillfully through the military academy. He quickly ran to the building, swiped his authority card, the elevator door opened, and he got in decisively.

The school guards chased after him, searched around and walked to the elevator.

"Can't open, insufficient permissions."

"This academic building can only be opened with the authority of a professor or higher."

"I'm going to apply for permission."

"it is good."

When several members of the school guards were discussing, the man in black had already reached the bottom floor. He climbed onto a mecha, and his tense body gradually relaxed after entering the cockpit.

The record book was wrinkled by him, and the surface was covered with the sweat of his palm.

The man opened the record book and jumped directly to the genetic item. He felt a shock at the moment. After reading a few pages, he turned on the shredder and threw the record book in.

"This thing..." the man whispered, "Why is it in the library of the military school?"

Drop drop-

A series of calls sounded from the console. The man was taken aback and helped his forehead. He sat down, turned off the voice changer next to his ear, and connected to the communication.

"My lord, where are you, my lord? Come here, I've been looking for you, if you don't come, you will be disqualified!"

"Got it, got it." The man said impatiently, "I accidentally fell asleep in the mecha just now, I'll be there in 5 minutes, please wait another 5 minutes for me."

Jhin showed the momentum of killing six generals after passing five levels, and had already successfully defeated five opponents. At the end of the first day of the competition, he won a complete victory.

There are two other people like him, one is the youngest son of a newly promoted noble family, who has also been in the limelight in recent years, and the other is Lan Luo.The difference is that only Jhin and Lan Luo played all five games on the first day according to the schedule.

The three-day competition set off enough frenzy on the first day. At the end of the first day, everyone was looking forward to the duel between Jhin and Lan Luo.

But after the confrontation on the second day, there was no match between the two, which disappointed the crowd. In their hearts, they must be the candidates for the future emperor.

"I still hope that Lord Lan Luo can inherit the throne." After dinner, the celebrities in the imperial capital were discussing the confrontation between the two, and most of them still hoped that Lan Luo could win the game.

Lan Luo, the heir of the Lan family, became the emperor, something they could all accept. If it was replaced by the Alpha from γ3, they knew that he did have very good genes, but it was still somewhat unacceptable.

The next day's confrontation ended, and people's expectations for the throne holder were even greater.

In the second day's competition, both of them had only three games, and they both had a record of unbeaten victories. They were the two with the best results among the ten candidates.

On the third day, both had their last game left.

The outcome of this game will determine the outcome of the game.

"Son," Lan Luo's mother gave him a bowl of chicken soup, her face beaming with joy, "Come on for tomorrow's game! There are a lot of people supporting you in the imperial capital."

"It's useless to try harder." Lan Luo leaned back on the sofa without image, "The emperor has already decided who is the heir."

He cruelly punctured his mother's fantasy: "For the Flox family, the Lan family is an eternal servant."