This quiet planet is becoming more and more lively day by day.
Another day of duty ended, and when Rhett opened the dorm door, he expected to see his roommates torturing his cat in various ways. Instead, he was greeted by a quiet, staring contest. Sparrow was holding the cat, its paws barely touching the cat's front paws. The cat squinted its bright yellow eyes, opened its mouth to yawn, revealing sharp teeth and a pink tongue, and looked at its owner with extreme impatience, its disgust radiating outwards: "What the hell are you trying to do, lifting me this high?!"
Spall was completely unaware of the return of his roommate, whose presence was as faint as air. He just sighed, put the guy who disliked him on the ground, leaned back on the bed looking exhausted, and sighed, "Life is so lonely."
Rhett tilted his head, and a thin snake emerged from his collar, peering around to see what his master's roommate was up to. But after only one glance, it retreated back around his master's neck, hanging loosely like a special collar, clinging to the warmth of his body.
"Aren't you going to have lunch?" Superficial observation couldn't help him understand Spall's unique thought process, so he simply asked.
To everyone's surprise, the guy who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed was startled. He was so startled that he tried to jump up, but he was tripped by a kitten that had somehow wandered to his feet. The kitten, in pain, stretched out its paw and smacked him hard on the calf. It then sprang a long distance away, its fur bristling as it glared at him.
So Rhett could only watch helplessly as Spall jumped out of bed, let out a miserable "Ah!" and fell forward to the ground with a loud "thud".
As if suddenly remembering something, Rhett's eyes showed a rare hint of worry. "Ah, is the floor alright?"
After all, Nebula's tradition is to be tough and thick-skinned, and Rhett's words demonstrated his ruthlessness towards his roommate.
Spall grinned as he got up from the ground, rolled his eyes at him, and went to coax his little darling who had been accidentally frightened by him. It took him a while to remember that Rhett seemed to have said something earlier. He turned to him, blinked, and asked, "What did you just say?"
Rhett was unusually patient and repeated his question: "Aren't you going to have lunch?"
To everyone's surprise, this question was exactly what Spall wanted to hear. He immediately looked excited, as if he was about to jump up, grabbed his little darling, and ran towards his roommate, shouting excitedly, "Eat, eat, eat!"
Although Rhett sensed something was amiss, feeding himself was the most important thing right now, so he stepped slightly to the side to let Spall come over, and the two of them made sure to close the door behind them as they left.
It was the same old little restaurant, with a tattered sign hanging at the door, but once inside, the environment was surprisingly comfortable, as if it were a completely different world from the occasional gusts of sandy wind outside.
Inside the closed door, the store's reputation allowed more customers than usual. At first glance, all the customers were dressed in dark clothes, with a few other staff members in military uniforms also on duty.
In a corner of the restaurant, a girl frowned as she looked at the food on her plate, holding a fork and seemingly struggling to decide where to start. The plate of black, segmented, hard, armored objects made one wonder what kind of knife skills were needed to break through such hardness, or what kind of sturdy pot could withstand the impact of such food.
She tried tapping the shell with her fork, producing a sound wave that was extremely painful to the eardrums. This clearly prevented her from figuring out the correct way to enjoy the delicious meat inside. However, because the restaurant was small and the chef was both the owner and the cook, and not exactly known for his good temper, he offered virtually no service. Earlier, when she ordered, she had already been looked down upon by the chef for questioning the food's freshness, and after the dish was served, he ignored her completely. Now, she could only sit alone in a corner, feeling utterly dejected.
Now that the war has penetrated deep into the heart of the Red Cloud Galaxy, the food available to the P4 Nebula has become more diverse. Even in this small place, one can exchange enough currency for the fruits and vegetables one desires.
She was wearing a silver-gray coat, which at first glance seemed extremely understated. However, the fabric, which had a special ability to block light and dust, made Rhett's mind flash with some image very quickly. He frowned slightly, but couldn't remember anything.
Just as I was about to turn around and find a quiet place to have lunch with my roommate, I turned around and found that he was no longer beside me. When I looked back, I saw that he had put on a bright smile and was talking to the woman.
Rhett frowned almost imperceptibly again, then reached out and placed his hand on his shoulder. Sensing its master's will, the little snake coiled around his wrist along the back of his hand.
The girl was clearly not expecting this situation. She stared at him with wide eyes, and only after realizing that he was someone she had met once before did she lower her guard and give him a slight smile.
The little female cat perched on his head was unusually affectionate, jumping onto his shoulder and then lightly landing on his knees, getting closer to Chaoge. It meowed a few times, then jumped onto the table, looking at her from a distance.
Many times she didn’t understand why, even though she clearly didn’t have any affinity with animals, ever since she came to the P4 Nebula, all kinds of animals, whether normal or strange, seemed to like to gravitate towards her.
People who live far from real combat training will not have such a keen sense of smell, no matter how alert they are, if they do not awaken their inner potential.
As Spare demonstrated how to eat the armored snake meat, taking out the tender meat, he saw the surprised expression on the girl's face and his expression softened as well.
Suddenly, she heard the sound of a small animal scratching at the door and was the first to turn her head towards it. No one else noticed this detail, except for Rhett, who was watching her, and Rhett, whose gaze was fixed on them, who also looked outside.
When she noticed what little guy had found her, she first frowned slightly, but then she quickly remembered something and had no choice but to get up and go to the door to open it and let the puppy in.
She had been in this place for a week, and after taking a stroll around the military base, she finally couldn't stay still and decided to go out for a walk today. In any case, she had a very high degree of freedom on the surface, but the question of how many people were secretly following her was not within her consideration.
Not knowing how long they would stay on this planet covered in yellow sand, they had only come out to find something to improve their meals. Based on the description of the person in front of them, they found this small restaurant. However, faced with this bizarre menu, they were stuck there until this guy came to demonstrate how to eat it.
Chaoge felt a blush creep up his face.
The puppy was placed on Chaoge's lap, sat up straight, and its round eyes looked past Chaoge and Siber, staring at Ritter with a more warning look than usual.
Oh? Sensing hostility? Rhett touched the slightly restless little white snake on his wrist, which was hissing and flicking its tongue, and changed his mind.
Just as Spall thought he had all the advantages and was able to quietly flirt with girls here, the door of the small restaurant was violently ripped open by the newcomers, slamming against the door frame with a loud bang. After a group of burly men walked into the restaurant, the originally spacious space suddenly felt cramped.
Their clothing varied, yet their overwhelming aura of dominance was undeniable. Judging from their adornments and weapons, they were space pirates. Space pirates who could so brazenly land at such a strategically important military location in the P4 Nebula were undoubtedly government-sanctioned pirate groups whose targets were primarily the nations of the Red Cloud System.
Even among space pirates, there are different levels of civility. This guy, whose face screams "Don't block my way or you'll regret it," is clearly the type who, relying on his own abilities, will turn on anyone who dares to mess with him, regardless of whether they're on his side or not.
To put it simply, this group of people is covered in a "trouble-causing" buff.
Chaoge tilted her head, her long black curly hair falling from her shoulders back, her deep brown eyes shimmering with light. She yawned, then looked around at the remaining empty space. Feeling that she could safely enjoy her lunch here before leaving, she remained seated.
What she didn't expect was that sometimes being tall and big meant that one person had to take up the seats of two. Originally, there was a certain distance between her table and the surrounding tables, but after all the empty tables around her were filled, Chaoge suddenly felt like she was surrounded by this group of people.
Fortunately, space pirates generally don't offend the local garrison soldiers, and they didn't bother Rhett and Spear much. However, Chaoge, a girl who wasn't wearing local military uniforms and whose clothes looked expensive, obviously received less favorable treatment.
"Huh? You're blocking my way. Could you move your seat?" Just as she was frowning slightly, trying to ease her discomfort at the presence of that group of people, a burly, broad-shouldered man sat down at the table behind her. He leaned back so close to her that Chaoge couldn't avoid him and could only touch his back before immediately standing up.
Spall frowned, and just as he was about to say something, Rhett walked up behind him and said, unusually firmly, "We're done eating, let's go."
Along with his words came the action of pulling his roommate away.
At first, Siber was a little puzzled, but he quickly agreed reluctantly, said goodbye to Chaoge, and walked out the door.
Chaoge, seemingly unconcerned, moved her chair further into the corner and sat down, ignoring the others. Instead, she lowered her head and spoke to the little white puppy: "So, your little master has arrived, right?"
The puppy whimpered, licked her fingers, and parted its mouth to reveal its pink tongue. Chaoge pouted again and asked, "So she came too?"
The puppy tilted its head, its droopy ears twitched, then it whimpered and shook its head. What the hell... it didn't come?
Chaoge was very satisfied with the conclusion. He sat up straight and planned to go out and explore other places after finishing his meal.
Clearly, it wasn't a good day for Chaoge to leave the military base. Just as she picked up her chopsticks again, intending to finish the last piece of meat and leave, a particularly loud voice suddenly rang out from the noise behind her, complaining about the poor quality of the chopsticks and casually tossing them behind her. In the instant Chaoge instinctively turned to the side, she suddenly had a bad feeling, and saw the tossed chopsticks land with a 'thud' on her plate, then bounce onto her only remaining piece of meat.
Who knows if that thing has even been used before!
Oh dear, Chaoge's temper flared instantly. She gripped her chopsticks tightly, lowered her voice, and turned to say, "Excuse me, it seems your chopsticks landed on my plate."
☆ The seventh sentence spoken to the big bosses in Chapter 56
The man had a violent face. Upon hearing this, he merely glanced at her impatiently. But when he saw that the girl in front of him was quite pretty, the words he had originally told her to get lost were replaced by, "Oh, it seems that this young lady's table is a bit small. How about you share a table with us? That way you won't have to run back and forth, right?"
Chaoge: ...You son of a bitch.
"No." Chaoge uttered a cold sentence, showing no mercy in rejecting others.
"I only slept for a few days, and I just woke up to this huge drama. Chaoge, you're something else." The long-lost voice rang in Chaoge's mind. Chaoge clicked her tongue. Little Red Riding Hood always appeared at crucial moments, making her have to put off her anger even if she wanted to settle old scores. In the long run, it felt like she was driving a husky crazy.
[Perfect, I'll upgrade these people's power levels.] Dealing with the immediate matter was more important to Chaoge, so she had to postpone her interrogation plan. Little Red Riding Hood had been with Chaoge for so long, how could she not know her little scheme? But it was also true that she was always prone to malfunctioning, so she just obediently listened to whatever Chaoge said, hoping to be treated leniently when the reckoning came later.
Looking at the page, she noticed that the physical strength of this group of people was generally three stars, with a few at four stars. From the fragmented conversations they had just overheard, she knew that there was no one here who was at least as strong as her. Chaoge breathed a sigh of relief and stretched her muscles.
"What are you planning to do?" Little Red Riding Hood was a little confused about the situation, but she had a bad feeling. Chaoge was never one to suffer in silence, especially after she gained the ability to fight back—or rather, to have sex with someone—she embarked on a path of "I won't offend others unless they offend me, and if they do, I'll beat them up without looking back."
【Isn't it obvious? Take them on one-on-one.】 When Chaoge saw this little puppy, she didn't have much hope that the boy would help her. Although Sikong Yufu was stopped when she tried to attack her last time, Chaoge could tell from their attitudes that while this person wouldn't disobey orders, she couldn't guarantee how well he would carry them out.
"Are you kidding me? You think your five-star strength level is enough to take them all down? Their leader hasn't even shown up yet, okay? Their leader is on the same level as you!" Little Red Riding Hood tried her best to stop Chaoge from causing trouble.
Oh? So someone with my skill level can be the head of a space pirate group? Is that impressive?
When Little Red Riding Hood heard Chaoge's idea, she really wanted to conjure up a physical form and cover her forehead—here we go again! Who can understand the pain of a master who can never grasp the essentials?
The person who was coldly rejected by Chaoge clearly felt that the girl in front of him was indeed as delicate as the clothes she was wearing.
Therefore, they do not understand the rules of survival in this world.
They didn't mind teaching her how to be a person.
Chaoge had no intention of ruining someone else's business. He braced himself on the table with one hand, stepped over the leg of the person blocking the way, and leaped out. He landed right in front of the door, and as soon as he opened it, he was immediately hit in the face by a cloud of yellow sand.
A gleaming energy blade silently extended from behind her, but it was steadily intercepted by the person leaning against the door. When Chaoge saw the situation clearly, she was so frightened that she took two steps back.
The reason was simple: what appeared before her was a whole troop of soldiers from the military base. He then wrapped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his embrace. The group of space pirates who had been preparing to teach her a lesson in the small restaurant were all completely bewildered, clearly not understanding why they had attracted a regular army so quickly.
Chaoge turned her head and saw Luo Qinghe still in her military uniform, smiling gently at her, if one ignored her order: "Clear it out."
Uh, wait a minute! I just wanted to teach that ill-mannered guy a lesson, I didn't mean to raid his place, Qinghe, shouldn't you think about it?
Luo Qinghe clearly didn't intend to think twice, and easily led Chaoge towards the military base. Seeing her conflicted expression, her eyebrows furrowed, but a smile easily reached her lips. "They specialize in human trafficking, especially targeting women and children in the Red Cloud Star System. Are you sure you want me to let them go?"
"Oh, if you die, it's on me." Chaoge changed her mind in a second, pulled Qinghe's hand off her shoulder, then took her arm and told her about her life here recently, while complaining about how bad the climate was, but the food was really good.
Luo Qinghe smiled at her, then pulled her hand out of her arm, took off her cloak and draped it over her shoulders, leaning closer to help her tie the straps. She had clearly noticed that the sand had gotten into her eyes when she left the restaurant.
It's on the corner of a small restaurant.
Rie pulled the reluctant Spall back, not forgetting to grumble at him, "Now you have nothing to say, right? She's not someone you can mess with."
"So what if he's a high-ranking official? He's still on this military base. If I work a little harder, maybe I'll get promoted someday!" Spall was clearly indignant, not even noticing the kitten he was holding rolling its eyes at him, too busy being defiant.
Rhett stared expressionlessly at his roommate, whose arrogant tone could make him feel like he was on top of the world. He released his hand from the collar that had been gripping Rhett's collar, clapped his hands, and said, seemingly disgusted with the other guy, "Oh, I'll be waiting for the day you work hard enough to become a P4 Nebula Army Marshal."
Spall immediately became arrogant, after all, he had just been promoted to captain just two days ago, something he would celebrate for a week: "Absolutely! Hmph, it's just a marshal... wait, the sandstorm was so strong just now, what did you say? Marshal, marshal, marshal?!"
Looking at his trembling legs, as if he were a coward, Rhett suspected he might wet himself at any moment. The inhabitants of this small planet clearly never imagined they would one day witness the arrival of a marshal. Just thinking about the position of the military commander made Spall's blood boil and his brain burn; as for that position above millions, that legendary marshal leading all the warrior races of the nebula in battle on the front lines! They didn't even dare to dream of it!
Rhett always felt that he had forgotten something. There were many things and symbols that were not something someone like him should know, but when he saw those symbols, the concept of that thing would inexplicably appear in his mind. Unable to find the answer, he could only look down at his snake cubs and attribute it to the inheritance after the awakening of his bloodline.
That person who seemed to have no intimidating presence, and who didn't even have an aura, was actually the master of this nebula? The official military leader of the p4 nebula?
"No, how did you know?" Spall decided to blow some cold air to calm his mind. What if it were true? He had just been planning to flirt with a relative/capable assistant/other woman close to the marshal. Holy crap, would he still be alive? Would his head still be safe on his neck? The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became; it was absolutely terrifying!
"I was just kidding." Rhett didn't know how to describe the feeling of the memory transfer. In short, although the woman didn't have anything to prove she was a marshal, or perhaps she didn't intentionally reveal it, her aura had terrified the little white snake on Rhett's wrist, making it almost unable to properly coil around its master's hand. However, he didn't intend to tell his roommate the truth and simply gave a calm reply.
With a look of 'I don't believe you,' Siber decided to put the girl he was about to flirt with out of his mind, go back to his dorm to wash up and rest. As for finding a partner, such an important life event, he decided to postpone it for a while.
How could a marshal like that possibly come to such a small place?
It would be good enough if we could get a legitimate military officer, okay?
On the other side.
Chaoge's rare quality is that he keeps his word. Ever since he spoke frankly that day, he has truly placed great trust in Qinghe. In addition to keeping abreast of the latest battle situation on both sides every day, he spends the rest of his time studying the high-tech products of the P4 Nebula and the Red Cloud Galaxy.
At this moment, she finally remembered the important matter and asked Qinghe with some curiosity, "Why did you come here so quickly? Isn't a war supposed to last three to five years or something?"
Why are you all so idle after becoming bosses?!
Chaoge felt that the style of this world was a bit off. It was one thing for the guy before to always be so irresponsible in front of her, but now Qinghe was clearly busy all the time, yet she still always managed to find time to be by her side. Chaoge almost felt like she was the little sun and they were the sunflowers!
The autofocus capability is incredibly powerful!
Luo Qinghe gently curved the corners of her lips, took Chaoge's hand, and led her towards the base. "You'll get bored staying here for so long, so I had to finish my business quickly and come back to keep you company." She had already found the next place to take Chaoge.
Chaoge didn't think Qin Muge would be an easy opponent, but she didn't expose Qinghe's relaxed demeanor either. Some questions she could only keep to herself. For example, how could this war be stopped?
Every day, tens of millions of refugees lose their homes, and some even lose their lives directly under the destructive cannons from both sides. Just thinking about that huge number makes Chaoge feel uneasy.
She had the privilege of standing beside the leader, a privilege that many envied, yet she was powerless to stop the war. Sometimes, having certain privileges can be more painful than not having them at all.