Gu Yunzhou asked, "What does Master plan to play?"
This amusement park is the largest one ever built on the planet, and the machine race even made improvements overnight, which is why it attracts so many tourists.
The machine race is terrifying, but their technology is also top-notch.
Many people are wondering why the first thing the machine race did upon arriving on their planet was to build an amusement park instead of attacking them. What are they up to?
No matter how much they discussed it, they never imagined it was for their king.
Ji Zhaoming glanced at the nearest facility, pointed to a spot on the map, and said, "Hmm, this one."
As he looked up, he noticed that the gazes around him were subtly directed in their direction.
Um?
Is something wrong?
Ji Zhaoming looked at his clothes and then at his companion beside him.
No problem at all.
Several robots stood guard beside their king in human form. Of course, if they were in robot form, the tourists would probably be so frightened that they would run away in a panic.
As for Gu Yunzhou and Ji Zhaoming, they dressed simply, neither trying to stand out nor looking shabby. They both wore sun hats to shield themselves from the harsh sunlight.
Even so, it couldn't hide the fact that this group of people were conspicuous.
Especially the boy in the middle, who looked incredibly slender, with every move he made was quite elegant, like a landscape painting, with a stream flowing slowly in the painting, and occasionally a breeze rustling the bamboo leaves.
Gu Yunzhou had tried his best to block these people's view, but his kingship was too dazzling, and it was inevitable that some people would still spy on him.
Gu Yunzhou's face immediately darkened.
When Ji Zhaoming looked up, his gaze met that of a passenger who was secretly watching from the side.
The man hurriedly lowered his head, then tried to look up again, but fearing Gu Yunzhou's dread, he quickened his pace and ran away.
Ji Zhaoming suddenly realized.
He was actually quite a prominent figure in college, but since he was often on campus, younger students always had a way to get his photos, so it wasn't as... exaggerated as it seemed.
Ji Zhaoming chuckled and tugged at Gu Yunzhou's clothes, asking, "Shall we go?"
“Okay.” Gu Yunzhou replied, holding Ji Zhaoming’s hand.
Ji Zhaoming chose a roller coaster that was relatively close by. The fiery rides were waving their arms in the air. When they arrived, one of the roller coasters made a 360-degree turn right in front of them, and the screams were deafening.
Ji Zhaoming had only heard about it from others, but had never actually tried it. When he actually stood in front of the amusement park ride, he realized that he had underestimated the risks. Looking up at the roller coaster, he swallowed hard and regretted choosing such a thrilling ride right away.
Gu He asked worriedly, "Wang Xing, should we change him?"
"No, let's not change it." How could a man say no? Ji Zhaoming shook his head.
The more dangerous something is, the more exciting it is, and the more irresistible it becomes.
After passing through the fast lane, they were the next group. The security personnel knew that the people who got the fast lane tickets today were the machine race, and they were wondering why the machine race had the leisure to go to the amusement park.
I was dozing off when I heard footsteps in the fast lane.
He hurriedly stood up stiffly from his seat, walked forward awkwardly, and asked, "Hello, what do you need...?"
It felt like a gust of wind had blown in front of me.
The security personnel rubbed their eyes and saw a group of robots at the front quickly wiping the middle of the flying car.
Security personnel: ? What are you doing?
Are machine races really such a clean race? How come he's never heard of such a thing?
It wasn't until he saw the next group of pedestrians slowly coming up from the fast lane that he suddenly remembered something: when the machine race landed on this planet, they also brought their king with them.
Their king looked like the weakest creature described in books—a human.
The security personnel watched as several robots led their king to the spot they had just cleared. Finally, a gap appeared, and he squeezed through, his mind a complete blank, and asked, "Do you need me to help you fasten your seatbelt?"
The moment the words left my mouth, I knew they were going to go wrong.
The machine race is not a weak race. Even if their king appears weak on the surface, he is actually...
“Okay.” He saw that the king of the machine race had crescent-shaped eyes, with shimmering, rippling water hidden within them.
The king of the machine race handed him the hat, and even took off the hat from the leader of the machine race's head, which made him tremble with fear, afraid that the leader of the machine race might do something terrible if he was displeased.
The safety officer's breathing slowed down.
Fortunately, nothing happened.
Ji Zhaoming clasped his hands together and pleaded, "Could you please put it in the cabinet?"
"Okay," he replied.
He put the hat in the cabinet for safekeeping, then bent down and took the seatbelt out from behind Ji Zhaoming's back. He tightened the seatbelt and finally fastened it.
Just as she was about to let go, she accidentally touched Ji Zhaoming's hand.
It is delicate and smooth, like a piece of fine warm jade.
"Have a pleasant journey," the safety officer said with a smile.
Seeing Gu Yunzhou's eyes beside her, her smile became forced.
The flying car began to slowly ascend from the track.
The silhouettes of several machine races gradually began to shrink.
Even if the king of this machine race is not as weak as he appears, so what?
When I see this person, I feel an urge to be kind to them for no reason.
*
Ji Zhaoming gripped the railing tightly, feeling the flying car heading towards the sky. The clouds seemed within reach. The flying car rose higher and higher, and the speed of ascent was exceptionally slow, making this tense and exciting feeling seem unusually long.
Ji Zhaoming originally thought that the roller coaster would be very fast and would be over in a flash, but when he actually got on it, he found that the most unbearable part was the waiting.
At the top of the flying car, Ji Zhaoming blinked nervously several times, gripping the railing tightly with both hands, while the flying car was still moving slowly.
"Huh?" Ji Zhaoming asked in surprise.
As soon as the words left his mouth, the flying car suddenly plummeted from the top.
Saying it was a landing isn't quite accurate; the word "rush" would be more appropriate.
The wind, sharp as a sword, tore through my hair.
"Gu Yunzhou!" Ji Zhaoming's eyes widened as he watched the ground getting closer and closer, as if he were about to crash into it at any moment. The flying car suddenly turned around and began to spin upwards.
"I'm here." Feng Chong, upon hearing Gu Yunzhou's calm reply, asked Ji Zhaoming, "Is there anything I can help you with, Master?"
The world spun around.
The car began to drift back and forth.
Finally, he sprinted into the final passage.
Ji Zhaoming took a breath, his limbs were weak, but his whole body felt as if it had been released. The seat belt was unbuckled, and Ji Zhaoming got out of the flying car, almost twisting his ankle on the flat ground.
Two hands reached out and tightly grasped Ji Zhaoming's hands.
Gu Yunzhou asked, "Are you alright?"
Ji Zhaoming shook his head: "It's nothing."
He took two hats from the safety officer, put one on his head, and was about to put the other in Gu Yunzhou's hand when he suddenly twisted his wrist and took it away.
Gu Yunzhou was somewhat taken aback: "Master?"
Ji Zhaoming held up the hat, straightened his back, and slightly tiptoed, letting the hat gently land on Gu Yunzhou's head.
Ji Zhaoming took two steps back.
As the leader of the machine race, Gu Yunzhou is synonymous with "meticulousness".
From top to bottom, from clothes to every strand of hair, everything was neatly placed where it should be.
Now, Gu Yunzhou's hair was messed up by his hat, with one corner sticking up slightly, standing blankly to the side.
Ji Zhaoming burst out laughing, pointing to that single strand of hair: "Here..."
"Hmm?" Gu Yunzhou touched the brim of his hat with some confusion.
"Your Majesty, Chief." The remaining robots also got off the flying vehicle. Gu He rushed to the middle of the two and asked curiously, "Hmm? What happened? Your Majesty is smiling so happily."
In a second, Gu Yunzhou pressed down the stray strands of hair that were sticking up and calmly turned around, asking, "What is it?"
His overly serious attitude prompted Gu He to say, "No, it's nothing."
The safety officer who watched the whole thing almost dropped his jaw.
So this is what the leader of the machine race is like?
After getting off the roller coaster, Gu Yunzhou asked, "Are you thirsty?"
"After shouting like that, I really am a little thirsty," Ji Zhaoming nodded in agreement.
Gu Yunzhou took the map out again and asked, "Which activity do we want to do next? Or do we want to rest for a while?"
Having only played one activity, Ji Zhaoming, caught up in the excitement, had no intention of taking a break, and kept flipping through the map.
Each one was something he had never experienced before.
"Your Majesty, I've brought you water!" The robots passed the thermos from one to the other, and finally it reached Gu He. Gu He handed it to his king, but it was hijacked halfway there.
...How old is their leader? He still steals people's water.
Gu He reminded him, "Chief?"
Ji Zhaoming was holding the map in both hands, pondering where to go next, unaware of what the people next to him were doing.
Gu Yunzhou reached out, interrupting Gu He's remaining words, and slowly unscrewed the cap, holding it to Ji Zhaoming's lips.
He was feeling a bit thirsty, and with no room to free his hands, Ji Zhaoming took a few sips from the cup before realizing something was wrong.
Huh? Wait a minute, his hands are all occupied, so who's holding the cup?
Following the hands upwards, he saw Gu Yunzhou's calm and composed expression.
Gu Yunzhou lowered the cup and asked, "Is that enough?"