After I became O, I relied on food to change the empire

When Shen Junan came back to his senses, the encrypted communication number that he had memorized fluently was showing that he was requesting communication.

Knowing that there was little hope, Shen Jun'an still felt a thump in his heart when he saw that no one was answering the communication, and belatedly began to panic.

【Host? 】

The system poked its head out from the edge of the optical brain screen, carefully observing Shen Junan's expression.

It had never seen such a terrifying expression on Shen Junan, even the last time it saw it imprisoned in the spiritual sea, Shen Junan was very calm.

But... If you don't remind the host again, this optical brain will definitely be useless...

The system has settled in this optical brain ever since it got entangled with Shen Junan, and it is quite reluctant.

Feeling a lot of pressure on the optical brain, the small cloud-shaped body of the system instantly shrunk, shrunk cowardly to a place where Shen Junan could not see.

Hey, the host is too scary.

After a long time, Shen Jun'an's voice came from the suffocating room, "I'm sorry."

【? 】

The system was stunned for a moment, and it took a long time to observe Shen Jun'an quietly before he could believe that this sorry was addressed to it.

The system didn't dare to move, and it became even more frightened.

【I was wrong!Don't lock me up, I can pay the protection fee! 】

"..." Shen Jun'an was in a bad mood, but after hearing what the system said, his expression became very strange.

"I'm going to give up this support activity for new food anchors." Shen Jun'an put the optical brain in a place parallel to his own, and said with a straight face.

According to the regulations of this event, as long as the anchor has no live broadcast record within 24 hours, it will be regarded as giving up the game.

Shen Jun'an has already made up his mind, and he will inevitably violate this rule next.

The little Yunduo on the screen was still lying on the edge of the screen watching him quietly, with three small question marks above his head.

[Is that person important?Are you going to find him? 】

[I did not monitor your body data! 】

[It was you who reacted too much! 】

"Yes, he is very important." Shen Junan affirmed.

The little white cloud slowly walked from the edge to the middle, and tilted its head to look at Shen Jun'an.

[Then you go to him, why do you say sorry to me? 】

Shen Junan was stunned, looking at Xiao Yunduo with an innocent expression in the light screen and repeated, "I'm sorry."

Since the Gourmet Channel's newcomer anchor support competition has been criticized and hopeless, it is not due to him alone, and it is also inseparable from the hard work of the system.

However, three days before the end of the competition, he suddenly gave up the easy-to-get No.1 due to personal reasons.

This made Shen Junan feel sorry for the system, but he would not regret it.

frontier star

"Major General, how are you feeling?" Nelson looked worriedly at Lu Qilin who was lying on his back on the stretcher.

Just a little bit, Lu Qilin, who had just escaped from the mech, would be hit in the heart by a laser gun from behind.

Lu Qilin raised his arm with difficulty, made a silent gesture to the noisy adjutant beside him, and slowly got used to the discomfort from his head.

At the last moment, relying on his long experience in the battlefield, he dodged the shot in time. The price was that he hit his head hard on the military ship beside him, and he is still very dazed.

"What's the news outside?" Lu Qilin asked with disgust.

Nelson poured a cup of hot water and put it on the bedside. "There have been media swearing reports that you disappeared on the battlefield, and your whereabouts are still unknown. We are currently investigating their sources."

Lu Qilin said 'hmm' and said no more.

He has great confidence in Nelson's ability to work.

"What news does the emperor have?" Lu Qilin believed that he could deter all those with different intentions in the Dark Star Legion, and it was impossible for him to have traitors under his command.

Then the backstabbing can only come from the imperial capital.

Nelson hesitated for a while, just about to say that the major general just woke up, don't worry so much, when he suddenly met cold blue eyes.

Those eyes were full of hostility because of the master's unhappiness, just looking at Nelson with these eyes could not help but be full of hostility.

This is a manifestation of his subconscious desire to fight back after feeling threatened.

"I'm sorry, Major General." Nelson stood up from the chair beside the bed, and saluted Lu Qilin solemnly.

After being stimulated, Nelson completely gave up the idea of ​​concealing Lu Qilin. A man who can dent a small warship with his flesh and blood, but only has a slight concussion, doesn't need him to worry at all.

With that sympathy, he might as well keep it to himself.

"Prince Chad, who appears at the court meeting every day, has not appeared for ten days. The last close relative of the royal family who appeared in front of the public was three days ago."

"In addition, it is more difficult to convey the news of the imperial capital than before."

From these two short sentences, even Nelson, who is not so politically sensitive, can understand that very influential things are happening quietly in the imperial capital.

This is why Nelson hesitated when Lu Qilin asked.

The single syllable sound of 'button button' came from beside the bed, which made Nelson feel like it was hitting his heart.

It took a long time for Lu Qilin to speak again, skipping Nelson's apology.

"I see. Don't let too many people know about my condition before the emperor has a clear message. Go and rest first."

Nelson moved uncomfortably, but he didn't intend to leave at all.

However, Lu Qilin had already closed his eyes, except that he was still tapping his fingers beside the bed to prove that he hadn't fallen asleep again, so he didn't pay any attention to Nelson at all.

Nelson recalled the feeling of meeting Lu Qilin's gaze just now, and left the room with heavy steps.

They are no longer on the front line of the battlefield. Even if someone touches this little-known garbage star, facing the conscious major general...

It should be worried that it should be someone with malicious intentions.

After he figured it out, Nelson's pace instantly eased a lot. The major general woke up, and the major general's cronies were also stable at the Dark Star Legion base and the frontline battlefield.

His current task is to get a good night's sleep to ensure that he can complete the tasks assigned by the major general with energy at any time.

It wasn't until the sound of footsteps disappeared completely that Lu Qilin's face showed a little irritability. He got up from the bed neatly, leaned against the head of the bed, and gasped for breath.

How to cope with dizziness after a concussion?

Lu Qilin: I get used to it when I get dizzy.

If Nelson was present, he would definitely make a fuss about Lu Qilin's behavior of not caring for his body, but unfortunately he has already happily started to catch up on sleep.

Lu Qilin didn't turn on the optical brain until his head was not so dizzy.

Even if the communication line is connected alone, there is no way to maintain stability in a place full of large warships and battle mechs. Lu Qilin has not received information from the optical brain for almost half a month.

The first thing that catches the eye is the three characters of "Lu Fenghuang".

As long as it is not on a barren planet where there is no signal, Lu Fenghuang will definitely greet Lu Qilin countless times every day, no matter whether Lu Qilin replies or not, it never stops.

Lu Qilin rubbed his more painful forehead and said he was safe.

The other party didn't reply him right away, it seems that he didn't look at the light brain for the time being.

The other people who sent greetings contained various backgrounds and intentions. Lu Qilin swept them all away, and only gave a reply to the teacher, Admiral Norman, and then stared at a familiar communication number in a daze.

[The other party sent a communication. ]

[Private letter·Shen Jun'an: Prince Chad is not well, Felix was ordered to stay in the hospital. ]

[The other party sent a communication. ]

He thought that the other party had given up on this communication number, so it turned into a single communication?

Lu Qilin tried typing a few words, but the result was completely different from last time.

The message went out.

After notifying the system of his decision, Shen Jun'an calmly planned how to reach the border battlefield as quickly as possible.

Now that he is an omega, following the normal procedure will definitely not work.

Originally the best way was to ask Admiral Norman for help, but Shen Junan was not sure whether the teacher would agree with his decision.

After all, in the teacher's heart...the most important thing is always the stability of the empire.

At the moment when the imperial capital may change at any time, it is the best choice for Shen Jun'an to stay here.

So Shen Junan finally decided to sneak out.

Omega can't control mechs, so Shen Jun'an simply didn't think about it.

He used the electronic badge given to him by his brother to reserve a civilian starship in the city closest to the border, and prepared to take the interstellar frisbee and then operate the starship to the battlefield by himself.

Everything was ready, and Shen Junan was about to go out when he suddenly heard the voice of the system.

[Host, you have new information. 】

Shen Junan pursed his lips tightly, and after a while he said in a hoarse voice, "Who?"

【Lu Qilin】

The system said in a cheerful voice.

[It turns out that he is not missing, and he can still send you messages! 】

Shen Jun'an raised his hand to support the door frame, staring blankly at the light brain on his wrist with a black screen, not knowing how to react for a moment.

However, the system misunderstood what Shen Junan meant, and helped Shen Junan jump the screen to the dialogue page.

[Private message Lu Qilin: Felix is ​​fine. ]

Shen Jun'an clenched his curled fingers, subconsciously wanting to ask, 'What about you'?

Felix is ​​all right, are you all right?Why do all the authoritative media in the empire issue reports of disappearances?

Unable to hide his curiosity about the system, he quietly looked at the chat interface in the corner of the optical computer screen.

Watching Shen Junan delete those two words with trembling fingers, and replace them with another long string.

[Private letter·Shen Jun'an: When will you return to the imperial capital? ]

There was an answer on the other side soon.

[Private letter Lu Qilin: Originally planned to return to the imperial capital for rest in three months, but now it may be earlier. ]

Lu Qilin never had anything to say but words he was sure of.

Now that it is said so, the early return to the imperial capital is basically settled.

Shen Junan put the light brain aside, returned to the sofa and poured a glass of water, trying to calm himself down.

Brother is fine.

Senior brother is going back to the imperial capital soon.

The brother will soon find out that many years of investment have been in vain.

Shen Jun'an wanted to calm down, but he couldn't!

【Host? 】

The inexplicable trembling voice of the system interrupted Shen Junan's meditation.

"Ok?"

[Since that person is fine, do you... want to broadcast live?It's time for the live broadcast. 】

"...immediately"

The optical brain was clasped on the wrist by Shen Junan again, and the short dialogue on the page never increased.