I became a mermaid egg and saved the Imperial Marshal

Sascot's mansion is a Chinese-style courtyard with pavilions and towers scattered around, small bridges and flowing water, and clusters of flowers. The ancient and rich cultural atmosphere makes Qi Yan feel very familiar.

"I am a humble official. I just like to study ancient human history. I am sorry to make you laugh, Marshal."

Seeing that Huo Linyuan seemed interested in the design style of his home, Sascot gave an explanation at the right time.

Turning around the corridor, two independent courtyards come into view.

"Marshal, this way please."

Sascott led Huo Linyuan to the attic on the east side: "Marshal, please take a rest here. I have ordered people to set up a dinner in Lu Garden. Please be sure to come and have fun."

"Thank you." Huo Linyuan nodded lightly.

"This is my duty. The Marshal's presence has brought glory to my humble abode. The whole government is cheering and rejoicing. I am only afraid that I cannot make it perfect."

"Lord Scott, there is no need to be polite."

"This is."

Seeing Huo Linyuan's cold expression, Sascot ended the topic in time: "Marshal, you are tired from the journey. I will not bother you any more and will take my leave first." After saying that, he bowed and left.

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There are two floors in the attic. Huo Linyuan's room is on the second floor. Qi Yan drove the Kokura to the window.

The little tentacle pushed open the window, and outside the window was a scene of spring with pink peach blossoms and green willows.

Motia's climate varies widely, with four distinct seasons. It is early spring in the capital at this time, with everything reviving and flowers blooming.

Qi Yan couldn't help but open the protective cover and feel the breeze blowing gently, bringing a hint of coolness.

"Like?" Huo Linyuan came behind him at some point.

Qi Yan shook his body after hearing this and was silent for a moment. He then said, "This place makes me feel like I'm back on Earth."

Huo Linyuan touched the eggshell. At this moment, the weeping crabapple outside the window was swaying in the wind, and countless petals were dancing, but none of them could compare to the brilliance in his eyes.

After enjoying a moment of peace, Qi Yan was the first to break the silence: "What should we do next?"

According to the timeline in the novel, they have already entered the second half of the novel, and there should be many things waiting for Huo Linyuan to deal with.

Seeing Qi Yan's concerns, Huo Linyuan touched him and said, "Ling Qing is talking to the commander of the 12th Army. There has been some unrest in the 12th Army recently, so this is a good opportunity to rectify it."

Although he said it easily, Qi Yan knew that the actual situation must be very bad. In the text, the Twelve Legions gradually became alienated from this moment.

"Don't think too much, I'll take care of everything." Huo Linyuan gently tapped the eggshell.

Her thoughts were exposed, and Qi Yan dodged his hand somewhat embarrassedly, then drove the Xiaocang to a stop at the head of the bed.

Changing the subject, he said, "I'm going to study, don't bother me."

Huo Linyuan smiled and didn't point it out to him. Instead, he walked straight to the desk and started handling official business.

Qi Yan stared at his face in a daze, wondering how could she not be worried. She thought that by telling Huo Linyuan the plot of the novel, they could seize the initiative.

But after calming down, I realized that many things that were only mentioned briefly in novels are of no help at all in reality.

Take the Twelve Legion as an example. Even if he knew that a certain group of people would become disloyal in the future, he had no idea why they would become disloyal or where the root of the problem lay. It is impossible for the author to describe every detail in detail.

Since returning to the main galaxy, Qi Yan's mood has become noticeably anxious.

On the one hand, he knew that he couldn't rely too much on the plot, but on the other hand, he couldn't help but want to find a breakthrough from a God's perspective.

The problem seemed to be stuck in an endless loop and he couldn't figure it out, so he simply turned on his light brain and wanted to check the latest interstellar news. After all, it was extremely important to control the trend of public opinion.

After entering the main galaxy, more and more news began to appear on the star network. News that was previously unacceptable in Andromeda now flooded in like a tide.

Qi Yan clicked on a page, but he didn't know where he touched by mistake, and his consciousness was suddenly pulled into a room.

After a moment of panic, Qi Yan realized that he had accidentally entered the virtual world.

The virtual world is a network world in the interstellar age, and everyone can enter it through mental connection.

Everything inside is the same as in the real world, where people can shop, entertain and even work.

However, due to the limitation of mental strength, the length of time each person can stay inside varies. Once the mental strength limit is reached, the system will automatically force them to log off.

Qi Yan had never logged in before because of his unstable mental strength.

He quietly left the room, then glanced in the direction of Huo Linyuan. Seeing that Huo Linyuan was working seriously and not paying attention to his movements, he boldly entered again.

When you log into the virtual world for the first time, you will enter an initial interface where you can choose to create your personal information.

Qi Yan chose the image of an ordinary boy, and then he saw the boy's figure appear in the mirror on the wall.

He moved his hands and feet, and the person in the mirror also moved his hands and feet.

After creating the character, Qi Yan clicked to enter, but a prompt window popped up in the room: Dear player, this is your first time entering the virtual world, please bind your personal terminal first.

Qi Yan was dumbfounded. Where did he get the terminal? He was at his wits' end and was thinking about quitting when he heard Huo Linyuan's voice.

"Close your eyes."

Then he felt a cold touch covering his eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, Qi Yan had already arrived at the crowded street.

Without having time to appreciate the prosperous scene around him, he hurriedly turned back to look for Huo Linyuan.

Huo Linyuan stood behind him, with one hand around his waist and the other hand protecting him from being squeezed by the people around him.

At this time, Qi Yan no longer cared about the embarrassment of being caught, and said anxiously: "I was just playing around, why are you here too?"

He did not forget that Huo Linyuan was always enduring the pain of his mental power being torn apart, so how could he act so recklessly?

The virtual world is a world constructed entirely by the mind. When Qi Yan's mental strength was unstable before, Huo Linyuan did not allow him to log in, not to mention that Huo Linyuan himself had mental damage.

"I'm worried about you." Huo Linyuan said as a matter of course.

"I'm not a child..." Qi Yan retorted weakly, becoming increasingly less confident.

At this moment they were very close, their breath entwined with each other.

Mental power is the embodiment of the human form in the virtual world. Qi Yan can feel Huo Linyuan's unique icy aura enveloping herself, which is cold but makes people feel extremely at ease.

This was the first time Qi Yan looked at him from a human perspective, and the feeling was completely different from before.

Huo Linyuan was wearing a black suit and a mask on his face.

In the virtual world, if you choose to hide your identity, the system will automatically put on a mask so that others cannot view your account information.

Qi Yan couldn't see his expression, and couldn't help but reach out to touch his mask.

"Hurry up, the game is about to start."

"Hey, who do you think will win this time?"

"You are talking nonsense. It must still be Wild Wolf. After all, it has been the champion for half a year."

"But I heard there's a dark horse this time."

……

The bustling voices around brought Qi Yan back to reality.

When he realized what he was doing, his outstretched hand suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Huo Linyuan held his hand in his: "Don't worry, I'm fine. Since we're already here, let's go and take a look. There happens to be a mecha league today."

"Mecha League?" Qi Yan was indeed attracted by his words.

"Ah."

Huo Linyuan pulled him through the crowd, and in a cold voice he slowly narrated the origin of the Mecha League.