Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

Speaking of which, the two have fought countless times since they were young, and most of them started practicing for various strange reasons that cannot be explained.

For example, this time, the two met on the main road between the mecha department and the ancient martial arts department after class, stared at each other for a few seconds, and before they figured out the situation, they were in the ancient martial arts hall.

But how could this reason be told to South Mirror?

"He always has itchy skin a few days a month."

Landis was satisfied with his reasons for the fight.

Nan Jing: "..."

Do you dare to be so perfunctory?

Nan Jing decided not to dwell on that issue, and thought for a while and said, "I heard someone say that Feng Jianli is a family member of the Imperial Capital, and seems to be the only son of Marshal Feng of the Central Military Department of the Empire. Is this true or not?"

Landis affirmed Nan Jing's words without hesitation this time.

Feng Jianli's identity was different from his. Although he was also born with a golden spoon in his mouth, the only one who was assassinated was the prince who was the prince of the empire. The marshal's son was much more relaxed in this regard.

Now, Nan Jing is even more sure that Landis is from the military department.

Speaking of it, the Sifal Military Academy is known as "the cradle of imperial military strategists" and "the cradle of commanders". Almost all students here aim to be able to enter the central army - there is no man who does not want to be a soldier.

Although a certain percentage of fresh graduates are selected every year to directly enter the military for training, the assessment is quite strict, and it is not easy for almost one department to have three students selected.

The new recruits absorbed by the Central Military Department are really too small, and the graduates rush in. Every year, there is a trial competition like a war.

Landis has already served for the military at the age of twenty, and Nan Jing, who is a lover, can't help being envious, but also full of hope—I really hope that he can also be selected to the Central Military Headquarters by then.

Nan Jing thought, if all the military wants are people of the level of Landis and Feng Jianli, he will probably have to hang around for many years, right?

However, even if it is to work with Landis, he will work hard!

After enjoying a wonderful and quiet lunch with Landis, the two reluctantly parted ways - Landis's face was really ugly when they parted.

Because since the last time he was on a mission and was accidentally sent back to the imperial capital for treatment, Wenman took out the Shangfang sword from Emperor Guchen, the leader of the empire, and forced Landis to stop all missions in his hands. It is also stipulated that there must not be a single class missing—otherwise, he will seriously speak well for Nan Jing in front of His Highness Gu Chen.

Thinking of Wenman's beautiful face with a smile like a virgin, Landis wanted to drag him to the ancient martial arts field to have a hearty PK.

Regardless of whether we can win or not, it's better than doing basic training with a group of third-year students in a third- and fourth-level mech now, right?

Tier [-] mecha, is the Sifal Military Academy already so weak?

You know, he hasn't played level four since he was ten years old.

Wenman definitely did it on purpose!

After a few days of An Ansheng, Nan Jing is satisfied with his current small life-separate from Landis during class during the day, have lunch together at noon, and return to the dormitory to continue practicing purification when he is training in Landis in the afternoon, etc. After Landis finished the boring practice, the two went back to the mountain villa that was always overcrowded at meal time.

Wenman and Ellens said that after eating Nanjing's meal, they could no longer eat takeaway or cafeteria food, and even Feng Jianli, who was silent, nodded dully.

Landis was very angry, but he was repeatedly comforted by Nan Jing. Cooking a meal for two people is not much different from cooking a meal for a group of people. It is still lively when there are more people.

But on the dining table, the chopsticks are flying and the forks are scurrying around, and finally turned into all kinds of hidden weapons, whizzing, swishing, flying all over the sky, what kind of trouble is it?

It's fine that Feng Jianli and Landis have disliked him for many years, but why did Wenman, the male god in his heart, also join them, and even become the one with the most loot?

Every time at the end of a meal, it becomes Wenman who distributes the stolen food to Ellens and keeps showing affection. Landis and Nan Jing talk and laugh about what to do tomorrow matter.

But in the end, it will always end with Wenman and Landis despising the only single Feng Jianli together.

Feng Jianli treated each other coldly, and left after eating without saying a word.

Overall, everyone is very harmonious and loving, and Nam Kyung is quite satisfied.

There are not many courses in the Mecha Manufacturing Department. One afternoon when there were no classes, after eating at noon, I was angry with Landis. As soon as Nan Jing returned to the dormitory and lay on the bed, he heard Smart No. [-] calling him in a low voice— —

"Hey host, you see the weather is pretty good today, do you want to go shopping?"

shop?

This is the first time Smart One has made such a proposal.

Nan Jing looked around in the bedroom—although there were not many clothes and they were not so brand new because they had been worn for a long time, but fortunately, he cherished them very much and didn't seem to need to be replaced.

I bought four copies of first-level materials, and now I have just purified one of them, and I haven't even started using them to make parts, so there is no need to purchase them again in the short term.

There is plenty of food. The vacuum food I bought with Landis last time is all stored in the storage box downstairs, which can last for two weeks.

In the end, Nan Jingao still didn't find the need to go to the street, so he said to Smart One: "But I don't have anything to buy."

As soon as the voice fell, Heibuliuqiu's terminal suddenly flickered as if it was broken, and the baby voice of Smart One roared dissatisfied with neglected anger.

"You, you, the most irresponsible host in the entire universe, you only think about yourself in your heart, and there is no place for me at all! You don't need anything, but I do! According to Article 45 of the "Artificial Intelligence Protection Law" Article, when artificial intelligence has a legitimate need, the host must do its best to satisfy their wishes..."

"Wait! The Galactic Empire doesn't have this law at all!"

Nan Jing unceremoniously interrupted Smart One's nth attempt to instill in him the Raoshizi protection law from the future.

It’s fine to talk to the artificial intelligence as much as possible when it’s lonely, but why do you even have regulations that are more difficult than coaxing a child to sleep with it?

This made Nan Jing have to seriously suspect that the protection law was originally created by Smart One, and he was the only obligor!

Smart No. [-] whimpered and cried, trying to accuse Nan Jing of being cruel to it.

What Nan Jing is most afraid of hearing is that Smart No. [-] is crying in a baby voice—even though he knows it is pretending, he still has a cruel feeling of bullying a child!

With three black lines on his forehead, Nan Jing sat on the head of the bed and held his forehead unbearably and asked, "Okay, okay, it's my fault, what exactly do you want to buy?"

Well, it doesn't matter whether the Galactic Empire has artificial intelligence protection laws or not, what is important is that there is an absolute protection law between Smart One and him!

Sure enough, as soon as Nan Jing was loosened, Smart One immediately stopped crying like a child being bullied, cleared his throat that would not be hoarse from crying, read the prepared list from the program, and began to formally interview Nan Jing read up.

"Three sets of children's clothing, the first set requires red tops, green pants, red shoes and green children's sun hats, and the second set requires small floral..."

"Stop, stop - you want to buy clothes? Are you sure you can buy the clothes you need in your figure store?"

Nan Jing didn't show mercy at all, he fiddled with the black terminal, and after a flash of colored light, the materialized Smart One appeared in front of him.

Chubby, round, short and thick body, big eyes, wide ears that are longer than rabbit ears that can be swirled, a thick head and a thin tail that looks very powerful when flicked behind, and a pair of gilded behind wing……

and many more!

"Aren't your wings white? How did they become golden!" Nan Jing asked in surprise.

Smart No. [-] was still frowning and flicking its tail, but said proudly: "I can set my own image, white is too ugly, it is not worthy of such a noble and rare Pokemon like me, I found out , only the light gold color like the male god can highlight my connotation."

Nan Jing twitched the corner of his mouth, just like the male god, this is your point, right?

Sure enough, brain fans are scary. Smart One now looks like a golden metal ball all over the body, and it is still the kind of giant model that cannot be kicked or photographed.

He could already imagine that when he took Smart One to the store to buy clothes, the waiter would look at him strangely.

Although Nan Jing was extremely unwilling, but in order not to be harassed by the crying of Smart No. [-], he still took the pitiful [-] general points and Smart No. [-] to leave Sifal Military Academy and headed for the downtown area of ​​Green Avenue.

I have known Smart One for so long, so it's time to give it some small gifts.

"Hey, remember, I only have [-] utility points at the moment. Apart from the utility points that must be saved in daily life, I can only buy you clothes with less than [-] utility points."

As soon as Nan Jing finished speaking, Smart One, which had materialized and turned into a blue ball-shaped puppy because of lack of clothes, exploded.

It crawled along Nan Jing's trouser legs into his arms, opened two watery black eyes, and snorted heavily from its nose, and called to Nan Jing: "Three hundred is more common? You obviously still have seven thousand!" , Qiqian! You don't love me at all!"

Nan Jing tried not to look at the strange eyes of passers-by, and gritted his teeth: "I don't have any income now, and I may owe Landis a huge sum of money. Three hundred is already the upper limit I can accept!"