Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

"Tomorrow we will announce the grouping situation and the planet each group is going to. In these two days, we will start preparing the necessary supplies for survival. We will gather at the teleportation point on time at [-]:[-] am on January [-]st. By then I will not Come with you."

"In this training, after the first goal is completed, the strongest team will be selected to compete with the Beiling Military Academy, but this competition is a private negotiation between the two schools, in order to avoid anyone picking on our procedures. Or make some small moves halfway, and this matter will not be publicized."

Ever since I met Fusa today and was speechless by his slow reaction, Xilin seemed to be full of resentment towards Fusa, talking all the way about how to beat Fusa and the others to hell.

"...And since it's a competition, the school will definitely add Landis and Feng Jianli, respectively, as mecha masters and ancient martial arts practitioners to that group for safety reasons. For the rest, we will wait for the first step of field survival practice according to the comprehensive evaluation method. After the task is completed, the person selected based on the evaluation results will be announced."

"As for the Beiling Military Academy, there are now five people plus two people who went directly from the planet Mingbei to the target planet, a total of seven people. I don't know who those two are, so I don't care about it for now."

After getting out of the car, Xilin walked in front with long legs, making arrangements for everyone without looking back.

"Lantis, you take on the responsibility of the captain. Remember safety first. Don't treat your teammates like training soldiers, especially mecha makers. You have to arrange good people to take care of them."

"Feng Jianli, I won't arrange any positions for you this time, but your task is not easy. You need to be more vigilant and observe Xidia and Mu Huaian. That's right. I deliberately put them in your team and put the suspects in the same place. It is most suitable to be around, and the method of the little uncle is very effective."

While speaking, Xilin pushed the door open and said, "As for Jing'er, I am most worried about you in the whole team, because there are too many uninhabited places in the field projects, since you have been taken by some People are watching, and they can't give up this good opportunity to strike, so you have to be vigilant during the experience, and hone your strength by the way."

Nan Jing nodded repeatedly.

In order to protect the safety of the three first-year mech manufacturing students, all three of them were placed in Landis' group. This was not only Xilin's idea, but also the conclusion of the entire committee.

Nan Jing is very satisfied with this arrangement, so that it doesn't have to be separated from Yun Jinghan and Chu Letong, after all, it feels safe to be with familiar people.

"...Oh, by the way, I'll give you some pointers later. You can't do a good job without some self-protection skills. You're welcome—!"

As soon as the door was pushed open, the strong smell of alcohol came over his face, making Xilin take two steps back.

Nan Jing looked inside, and saw Wen Man lying on his back on the sofa, with one arm hanging outside, his hair was messy, and the bathrobe was opened to reveal a large area of ​​pink skin, and his face was also stained with a drunken blush.

Xilin violently kicked away the wine bottle that fell on the blanket, and the sound of tinkling and clanging rang continuously in the spacious living room.

"Dare you dare? Isn't he just an idiot who betrayed you? If you can't see it, just kick it. Why are you getting drunk here? Do you want to lose face!"

Playing around, Xilin, who couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed Wenman's clothes roughly with both hands, shook them violently, and yelled a few words in his ear, but the drunk guy didn't respond at all, which made Xilin's teeth itch. Beat up.

Feng Jianli opened the floor-to-ceiling windows to ventilate, the smell in the room was really too strong.

At any rate, it was a living room of hundreds of square meters, and the smell was so choking, which showed how much wine Wenman had drunk.

It was the first time Nan Jing saw Wenman drunk like mud, he couldn't help but glanced at the ground, and was stunned at once - after a cursory look, Wenman probably emptied half of the wine cellar.

"He shouldn't be left alone with Ellens, something will happen sooner or later."

Landis frowned.

"Wake up, wake up for my uncle!"

Xilin twisted on Wenman's cheek, and the other party waved his hand painfully, but slapped Xilin on the shoulder instead.

"The hangover spray is in my little uncle's room, go get the mirror," Landis said.

Nan Jing responded, and just ran upstairs when he accidentally saw dark red blood stains on Wenman's snow-white bathrobe-the bright color had disappeared, and it seemed to have been dried for a long time.

"Why is there blood here?"

Landis followed Nan Jing's gaze, and his face was extremely ugly, while Xilin was even more manic, shaking Wenman who was still dreaming back and forth, and vowed not to give up until he woke people up.

"What the hell have you done? A little love can make you like this, and I have nothing to say this time, Mr. Auburn!... If you don't wake up again, believe it or not, I'll let my father and queen see it See your virtue?"

"you dare."

A hoarse voice sounded low, and Wenman opened his hazy eyes, the light blue eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and he looked in a rather poor condition.

Xilin was stunned for a moment, then pushed him hard on the sofa, got up and clapped his hands, smelled it, and found that Made smelled like alcohol.

Landis pulled the irrational Xilin aside, helped Wenman sit up, pointed to the blood stain on his thigh, and said, "What happened? You fought with him?"

Still bleeding?

"What blood stains?"

Wenman rubbed his aching head, looked down, and paused for a moment.

The memory quickly came back to his mind, the violent copulation that even he couldn't control was probably the blood that flowed from behind Ellens.

The heart hurts like a pinprick, Wenman cursed fiercely in his heart, but still said calmly: "It's not mine."

Is that Erens's?

Anyway, you made it!

Landis is used to Wenman's pretended calmness, but Xilin asked eagerly, "Have you confessed to him?"

Wenman leaned on the sofa and rubbed his temples, and all the memories that came back made him feel irritated.

"Well, there was a falling out, and he admitted it."

"He admitted? What did he admit!"

Xilin looked at Wenman in disbelief, and wanted to slap Wenman to death, and said eagerly: "Didn't you say it was just a test? And we can't be sure based on that at all now, maybe someone can really remotely What about manipulating and destroying the pineal gland?"

"Okay, baby Xilin, the possibility of your possibility is too small, at least so far we haven't seen anyone who can control the pot remotely, right?"

Wenman didn't want to discuss this issue any further, so he casually pointed at Wanglou, and said: "If you want to know the answer, you might as well ask Metal by yourself, and check if the person is awake by the way, and send him away after waking up Bar."

"You called her Metal!"

Xilin stared wide-eyed, unable to speak for a long time, and finally choked out a sentence: "You... are you okay?"

Wenman groaned and said in pain: "It's not good at all, rub it for me, it hurts to death."

"Forget it if it hurts to death!" Xilin was extremely disturbed, turning back and forth in front of the sofa.

"Lantis!"

Nan Jing stood beside the railing on the second floor with a face full of panic, holding onto the railing tightly with one hand, and said, "You, hurry up and have a look!"

what happened?

Not only Landis, but even Xilin and Feng Jianli quickly reached the second floor.

"What's the matter, dear?"

Nan Jing held the spray tightly in the other hand, pursed his lips, let go of the railing and grabbed Landis' arm, saying, "There's a lot of blood."

The door of the house is wide open, and the situation inside can be seen from the outside.

Feng Jianli and Xilin walked in one after another, and the smell of the wine turned into the smell of blood and the sweet smell of rice green liquid. The smell was so strong that they couldn't help but ask.

Looking at the ground again, there were a few patches of blood red scattered on the beige carpet beside the big bed, mixed with milky white and transparent liquid.

The bed was even worse - the messy sheets, the broken glass at the corner of the bed, and the bloodstains that had penetrated through several layers.

The miniature therapeutic robot, which is only as tall as an adult's thigh, stands obediently against the wall, holding ointment in one hand and a cotton swab in the other.

No wonder Nan Jing reacted that way, this is definitely, definitely a crime scene of rape!

And just looking at it after the fact is enough to make people frightened. How intense the real situation must have been at the time made Xilin feel that his imagination was not enough-his experience in this regard is not as good as that of Landis.

Rao is such a person who has no pressure on the punishment, and he can't help but be moved. Don't look at Wenman's always smiling face, but the ruthlessness and cruelty in his bones are not at all guessed by these juniors.

Ellens might lose half his life.

Xilin's forehead was hurting, and he didn't know whether to comfort Wenman at this time or ask about the situation of the missing Ellens.

Feng Jianli was silent for a few seconds, made uncomfortable by the smell in the room, and decisively chose to open all the windows in the whole room—except for the floor-to-ceiling windows, there were two opposite glass doors, and there was an extended glass door outside. A small balcony where Weinman likes to sit and bask in the sun.

At this time, Landis was still very calm. After looking around for a few moments, he dragged Nan Jing down the stairs. He took the hangover spray and pointed it at Wenman's face without any explanation, and was scolded by Wenman.

However, the effect of this new type of spray is supposed to be quick and efficient. Wenman touched his face twice, and the blush slowly dissipated, revealing a pale complexion soon.