Reborn in the StarCraft, I was adopted by the Emperor's uncle

Korla is a remote planet far away from the economically prosperous imperial capital. The entire planet relies on tourism and a dense population economy.

Although this place lacks the grandeur and glamour of the imperial capital, it still has the extravagance and decadence of this place.

This is an alleyway, bustling with people coming and going.

However, several mercenaries dressed as if they had just made a fortune and looked "rich" suddenly walked into a very high-end-looking "Xiangsi Tavern". They did not come here to drink, but to go to the black market.

The more remote the place, the harder it is to find the entrance to the black market, but if they can find it, it means the door here is open to them.

Several mercenaries skillfully threw the Originium they had just exchanged to the guide, and then, under his leadership, they walked down from the entrance of an underground kiln.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a burst of noisy sounds came over us.

They looked at each other tacitly and came to the audience seat where they had already stepped on several times.

Looking at the Colosseum below, the leading man muttered in his heart, "It is just as the young prince said in his dream, there is a Colosseum below Korla Star, and there is also slave trading here, which is prohibited by the empire.

But where is the child that the young prince mentioned? Their people sneaked into the Colosseum and searched everywhere, but they couldn't find the whereabouts of the child. Could it be that the young prince's prediction is a little different from reality? "

Yes, these people were the personal guards sent by His Majesty the Emperor. He got some clues from Wen Chang and then sent a team of personal guards to verify Wen Chang's dream in person.

However, unfortunately, although an underground arena was indeed discovered on Korla Star, and human trafficking did occur there, the guards who came here did not find any trace of "another Tangtang".

……

"What? Impossible!"

Wen Chang was shocked when she heard her uncle say that "another Tangtang" did not exist. She stood up from the sofa and said incoherently, "Uncle, how can Tangtang not exist? I really saw her. Could it be that Uncle Sharon got the wrong place? Tangtang is not on that planet. She should be on..."

"Yes." Wen Shang was stuck on this word, and finally sat down dejectedly under the concerned eyes of His Majesty the Emperor and Madam Dale, "I really saw her."

See another sugar.

The scene where they met and talked was so real, and what happened to "another Tangtang" was so real, so why do people say she doesn't exist?

Wen Chang didn't understand.

Mrs. Dales couldn't help feeling distressed when she saw the cub looking a little aggrieved and discouraged.

She held her tenderly, patted her back gently, and said soothingly, "Tangtang, we didn't say you were wrong."

In fact, they actually prefer two other possibilities, that is, the "Tangtang" was either dead when Sharon and his friends went to look for her, or the world that their cub dreamed of might be from another dimension.

Mrs. Dales did not dare to mention the former, and as for the latter, although this possibility sounded a bit absurd, there was no chance to confirm it.

It just takes a little more time and effort.

But for the sugar, it's all worth it.

This is their only precious cub.

"Great-grandmother," Wen Chang buried her head in her great-grandmother's arms, hugged them tightly, and said sullenly, "I really didn't say anything nonsense. I told you everything I know, but Uncle Salon and the others said there was no Tangtang there. Then who was the Tangtang that Tangtang dreamed of?"

Could it be a ghost?

Was she talking to ghosts in those dreams?

Wen Chang was extremely depressed.

After a while, Mrs. Dales finally comforted her and she raised her head, but she couldn't hide the disappointment on her face.

His Majesty the Emperor raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you still dreaming now?"

Wen Shang: ...If you don’t know, you would think that my uncle is scolding someone?

"No, I only dreamed of her four times."

Although she only dreamed about it four times, Wen Chang felt that those four dreams were extremely real. When she thinks back on them now, she can still describe many details of the dreams.

"Since you didn't dream about it, let's put this matter aside for now. Wenbert."

As he spoke, the Emperor glanced at Wenbert, who nodded slightly and then handed two invitations to Mrs. Dales and Wen Shang.

It was a banquet specially held by the Imperial Marshal for his wife and daughter, probably hoping to use the banquet as an opportunity to allow them to integrate into the upper class as quickly as possible.

But why are there two invitations? Wen Chang is only three years old now. Even if she is a princess, there is no need to hand out separate invitations to them.

Seeing their confusion, Wenbert explained, "This is what the Imperial Marshal meant. He said he wanted to ask Madam Dales and the little prince to take care of Madam Marshal and Miss Xueqin at the banquet and teach them some upper-class etiquette."

Ostensibly, it is to teach them etiquette, but in reality, it is to teach them some unspoken rules of the upper class society.

Especially the circle of noble ladies and aristocratic young ladies, which even the imperial marshal could not take care of.

Looking at the two invitations, Mrs. Dales frowned slightly. Her eyes fell on His Majesty the Emperor. The meaning was very clear. The Imperial Marshal had promised him something, otherwise why would he agree to it without her and Tangtang's consent.

Wenbert glanced at Wen Shang inconspicuously, and whispered, "It's the little prince."

The condition that the Imperial Marshal asked them to personally take action was that he would support Wen Shang in securing her position as the Crown Princess.

Of course, this is also due to the fact that the Pallas family itself has good relations with the royal family, but it is undeniable that with the words of the Imperial Marshal, Wen Shang's position as the Crown Princess is more secure.

Hearing this, Mrs. Dales breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "Okay, I understand. On the day of the banquet, I will bring Tangtang to the party in person."

Wen Chang had no objection to this. It was not a difficult task for her to bring someone who made a good first impression into the circle of aristocratic ladies.

What is worrying and puzzling her now is that if her uncle’s personal guards did not find the wrong place, then was her dream about “another Tangtang” really just a dream?

With something weighing on her mind, Wen Chang's performance in class that day could only be described as average. Fortunately, there were fewer classes today, and they were the subjects she was best at, such as history and politics. Except for the evening homework which was still too much to handle, everything else went smoothly.

……

In another time and space, in a dark and depressing underground arena, "Tangtang" welcomed the fifteenth beast fighting performance of her life with injuries all over her body.

She still fought with the released lion with a desperate style, but this time she was not as lucky as before. The wound on her back hit the rockery and she almost died from the blow.

"Tear her up!" "Tear her up!"

Seeing the lion about to charge the skinny cub, the spectators in the Colosseum not only showed no mercy, but suddenly became excited and started shouting excitedly.

So unwilling!

The fallen "Tangtang" had unwillingness in her eyes, but she wanted to get up, but fell down again and again.

How to do?How to do?

Tangtang's brain was about to explode. Suddenly, she thought of something and her eyes lit up frighteningly...