I became a mermaid egg and saved the Imperial Marshal

"I dreamed that I grew a tail." Not sure if it was due to the dream or psychological factors, Qi Yan always felt like he really had grown a tail.

"Really!" Afraid that Huo Linyuan wouldn't believe it, he emphasized it again.

Seeing his serious look, Huo Linyuan gave him affirmation at the right time: "I believe, Yanyan is great."

Hearing Huo Linyuan's words, Qi Yan became even happier and was immersed in joy the whole morning.

He even asked Huo Linyuan to take out a mirror and turned around in front of it to observe the changes in his body.

This good mood lasted until they went to attend Molan's exhibition.

The Galaxy Company building today is completely different from yesterday. People are coming and going on the streets, and cars are flowing continuously. The liveliness is no less than the previous anniversary opening ceremony.

Al was wearing a light gold robe with silver edges today, and behind him was the displayed Molan.

“I am very glad that you all came to Xinghe to participate in the exhibition of Molan. I believe that you have learned about the performance of Molan from Xinghe Online.”

"I won't go into too much detail here. Now let's enjoy the video of Molan's battle."

After he finished speaking, the live battle video of Molan began to play on the sky screen in the center of the hall.

All mechas will undergo actual combat testing before they are released to the market, so that everyone can understand the real data of the mecha more intuitively.

At this time, someone asked: "Mr. Vincent, will the creator of Molan be announced today?"

"In accordance with the wishes of the manufacturer himself, we will not disclose the manufacturer's personal information to the public." Al replied.

Then someone asked: "Mr. Vincent, will Molan still be sold by auction this time?"

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately caused heated discussions among the crowd.

The people who came here today, in addition to wanting to catch a glimpse of Molan, more importantly, want to compete for the ownership of Molan.

Therefore, in addition to the mecha warriors, there were also many lords of all sizes present. After all, the temptation of a quasi-SS-class mecha was too great.

In fact, although the royal family and the military are now competing with each other and have absolute leadership, there are constant open and covert struggles among the major lords behind the scenes.

Owning a quasi-SS-class mecha is equivalent to having powerful combat power and voice.

Al looked at the enthusiastic crowd and smiled:

"Due to the special control system design of Molan, in order to adapt to the greatest extent and maximize the performance of Molan, after obtaining the consent of the manufacturer himself, we decided to use a competition to select the most suitable owner for Molan."

“In the next three months, every competitor will have the opportunity to drive the Molan.”

As soon as the words fell, the whole place was in an uproar.

Some were happy and some were worried at the scene. For the mecha warriors, this was undoubtedly a great opportunity, but for the major lords who were already prepared to spend money, it was a bleak scene.

Seeing that the desired effect had been achieved, Al once again drew everyone's attention to himself.

"The competition rules will be synchronized to StarNet later. Anyone interested in participating, please fill out the registration form according to the rules."

As soon as he finished speaking, a heated discussion broke out again among the crowd:

"What is Xinghe up to this time? A quasi-SS-class mecha chooses its master in this way?"

"Yeah, this is too outrageous."

"What do you know? This is clearly giving all of us a chance. In the past, every time a high-level mecha was released, it always ended up in the hands of the rich and powerful. There was no chance for ordinary people like us."

"That's true, but if there is such a good thing in the world, there won't be any problem, right?"

"Who cares? You talk as if you can win. Besides, I also heard that Marshal Huo is in charge of this competition. Just for this reason, I will definitely participate!"

"Really? I want to participate too."

……

Qi Yan looked at the noisy crowd below and was surprised by this decision, but then he understood Huo Linyuan's intention.

Molan is designed for people with weak mental power and does not rely heavily on mental power. For people who are already accustomed to mainstream mechas, it may be impossible to fully bring out the true strength of Molan.

But for people with mental defects or mental damage, this is tantamount to giving them a possibility and a glimmer of hope.

Thinking of this, Qi Yan silently held Huo Linyuan's hand.

Huo Linyuan was confused at first, and then subconsciously held the small tentacle back.

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On the other side, Al, who had just finished his opening remarks, came to the third floor and was about to report to Huo Linyuan, but was stopped by Si Mingyu halfway.

“I didn’t know His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was so honored to visit us. Vincent is sorry for not welcoming you in person.” Al said politely.

"Mr. Vincent is very busy, so I have no choice but to come to your house in person. I wonder what you think of my previous proposal?"

Si Mingyu spoke in a normal tone, but his words were filled with arrogance and superiority.

When Molan was first launched on StarNet, Si Mingyu offered a high price to buy it, but was rejected by Al.

This time he brought up the old matter again, and Al felt that his purpose was not simple, but in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Al once again expressed his attitude, with a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant:

"I have already told you before that the ownership of Molan does not belong to Xinghe. If His Royal Highness wants to obtain Molan, he can also sign up for the competition."

"You!" Si Mingyu was a little angry at Al's attitude of not being persuaded by anything, but when he thought of the purpose of this trip, he still endured it.

Besides, it's just a crappy competition. He has plenty of ways to make other people give up. He is determined to win Molan, Si Mingyu thought.

"Let's not talk about this for now. This prince has a project on hand and would like to find Mr. Vincent to cooperate with. I wonder if Mr. Vincent is interested."

Al's eyes flickered, but he concealed it well: "I'd like to hear more about it."

"The royal family has just developed an asteroid, and this prince would like to ask Galaxy Company to be responsible for the subsequent development and operation." Without waiting for Al to express his opinion, he immediately added, "Mr. Vincent can consider it first, but I think this is a matter of great benefit to Galaxy, and I think you won't let me down."

After patting Al's shoulder, Si Mingyu turned around and left proudly.

Al looked at his back thoughtfully.

Then Al opened the terminal and told Huo Linyuan all of Si Mingyu's proposals.

Huo Linyuan closed the message, then touched Qi Yan and said, "Let's go home."

His coming this time was nothing more than to support the occasion. Prior to this, Al had already used this to create a wave of popularity on the Star Network. Now their goal had been fully achieved, so naturally there was no need for them to stay here.

When they walked out of the room, they happened to run into Si Mingyu who was leaving.

"Oh, who was that? It turns out to be our famous Marshal Huo."

"Marshal Huo, you returned from the expedition, but you didn't return to Lingxing to report your work immediately. Instead, you indulge in sensual pleasures here. Are you worthy of the trust that your father and the people have placed in you?"

Si Mingyu was speaking in a sarcastic and distorted way, and his disgusting face made people want to slap him twice.

Huo Linyuan ignored him directly, but when passing by him, he paused for a moment: "Crown Prince, you should worry about how to give everyone an explanation for the attack."

"You! Huo Linyuan, don't be so complacent. Sooner or later, one day..."

Si Mingyu gritted his teeth, but before he could finish, Huo Linyuan reminded him:

"This is the Galaxy Company. The Crown Prince had better be careful about his words and actions. Otherwise, how would people feel if they knew that their flawless Crown Prince was actually a street scoundrel?"

Si Mingyu's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out of it. However, Huo Linyuan didn't care about it at all. He just left Xinghe without looking back.

Qi Yan didn't expect that Huo Linyuan actually had such a quick-witted side, but she had to say that it made people feel comfortable all over. It was like saying something irrelevant and hitting the snake at its most vulnerable part. It was really satisfying.

"Are you happy?" Feeling Qi Yan's emotions, Huo Linyuan pinched the little tentacle, as if to tell him not to be proud.

Qi Yan then realized that he was just helping her vent her anger, and she immediately felt happier: "Yeah!"