I can't cure this patient! [Quick Transmigration]

Could it be that Arvid gave him fake medicine?

——should not.

After the medicine was tested pharmacologically, it was confirmed that it was indeed effective. This time, he raised his vigilance. There should be no possibility of falsification of the results from the research institute.

But now, the effect of this bottle of medicine has indeed undergone some deviations.

His spiritual body merged with him, and within 2 minutes - he appeared again without authorization.

But now is not the time to think about these things. Seeing the posture of his mental body without turning his head, Odrose jumped in his heart, and quickly chased after him.

The dragon fluttered among the flowers all the way. It didn't appear in a complete body, but it was so huge that it stomped the passing flowers. A deep mark was left on it, and the impact was so severe that the whole tree was broken from the middle, and the body fell to the ground desolately.

It's like a big disaster scene.

Odrose stepped on the mess left by his mental body, and followed closely behind.

He didn't have time to criticize the mental body's behavior of destroying the environment casually, because the further he walked, the harder his heart beat, the heart beat again and again, and every beat was like a drumbeat falling heavily. The blood flow rate also increases.

He shuddered faintly.

He could feel that his spiritual body was extremely excited. After merging with the spiritual body once, the empathy between them seemed to be much more stable and clear than before, and the feeling that every inch of blood in his body was boiling was clear. The ground was conveyed to him, making his breathing gradually become more rapid.

He had a vague premonition that the end of their journey this time might be what he had been looking for—

But, then... how is it possible?

The cracks in the universe are full of brutal energy zones, even with his physical fitness, he can't stay there for too long, let alone his little slave.

Moreover, the cosmic rifts are extremely unstable, and definite studies have shown that they will randomly jump to the opening position every 20 hours.

On the day when he woke up in the infirmary, he took his most trusted confidants to search for the entrance of the gap near the MX galaxy, but it has been too long, they used the most advanced detectors, and almost the entire The galaxies were all plowed, but no fluctuations suspected of cosmic gaps were found.

So, how could it be here...?

Amid repeated expectations and doubts, the dragon finally stopped in front of an open flower field.

It lowered its head deeply, buried its huge head in the flower field, and looked left and right, with its bone and wing joints touching the ground, fiddled with the flowers from time to time.

Because he poked his head very low, the joints on his back protruded abruptly, which seemed a bit forced.

——Such a low flower field cannot hide people.

Looking at the tallest flower fields in front of him that only reached his legs, Odrose couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

It was as if he finally had a glimmer of hope, but was soon told that this glimmer of hope was just his fantasy.

The dragon was still struggling to find it, and if he couldn't find it in one place, he would go to another place. The bones and wings were covered with pollen and mud, and he seemed to not give up if he couldn't find it.

Odrose stood there for a while, watching the movements of his mental body, and suddenly walked forward uncontrollably, bent down and started searching with it.

He didn't know why he followed to do such a stupid thing, and he couldn't clearly know what it was looking for, but there was an eagerness silently urging him.

— must be found.

After searching like this for about 10 minutes, when Odrose let go of another bouquet of flower branches and gently wiped off the pollen on his face with the back of his hand, he suddenly heard a rapid grunt behind him.

This was followed by several intermittent voices.

This is the sound that the dragon will only make when he is extremely happy, and what follows is the constant satisfaction and joy in his heart.

It's like finally finding a lost treasure.

He looks back.

The dragon with its back to him is lowering its head, its head is moving slightly, and the thick tail with sharp bony spurs behind it is excitedly flicking back and forth, flying the branches of the flowers behind it, and the broken petals flow out juice.

Odrose hesitated for a moment before slowly walking to his spiritual body.

Seeing this, he was stunned.

His dragon was bowing its head, passionately licking a plant.

The plant rhizome is oblate and spherical, its skin is black and rough, but there are two soft leaves growing on its head, curled up timidly.

This plant should have been dug out just now, and the moist soil was turned up next to it. Only half of the rhizome was exposed, and the rest was well buried in the soil.

His dragon is not too dirty at all, sticking out his tongue and enthusiastically bathing the exposed part of the dark plant with saliva countless times, not even the small leaves that have shyly rolled into a tube Let it go, straightened it with the tip of the tongue, and licked the leaf surface carefully over and over again.

Isn't this—that strange plant he had dreamed about?

……

After His Majesty the Marshal ran away confidently, the citizens of the entire capital star fell into a daze.

According to the normal procedure, shouldn't one sing praises on the star network first, and then hold a formal war report conference when the atmosphere reaches its peak. It's good to show your face at the meeting and say a few words!

God knows how long they haven't heard from the marshal!

Why now——the protagonist has disappeared before they come back to their senses?

Under constant inquiries from the public, the final announcement from the army was that the previous Marshal was too busy with work, and he had only taken less than half a month of vacation during his ten years of service. Now that the border war is stable, the Marshal decided to step down from his heavy responsibilities. , temporarily taking a year off.

However, the public did not buy the announcement.

Who are you lying to!

Who in the entire empire does not know that the Marshal is a workaholic!No private life at all!What can he do with a year off?

If it's half a month and a month off, it can be interpreted as a temporary rest.

But it's been a whole year!After a one-year vacancy, when you come back, you may have already changed your confidants. What is the difference between rounding up and being dismissed?

He has just made great contributions to the empire, completed the evolution of spiritual power, and became the only Marshal with super S-level spiritual power, but he is so blatantly wearing small shoes!

As a result, some riots broke out on Xingwang for a while, and people continued to conspire to discuss the truth behind Odrose's one-year vacation, trying to find out the person or force who gave the Marshal the shoes.

However, in fact, while being the supreme commander of the military department, Odrose is also one of the two crown princes of the current empire. Both status and power are at the peak of the empire. From the perspective of rationality, he can have the right to The one who gave him small shoes was probably the only emperor in the entire empire.

As a result, the widely circulated rumors of discord between the emperor and his eldest son were brought up again, and the rumors became more and more intense on the star network. Later, there were even a lot of remarks accusing the emperor.

However, the palace seemed to be deaf, and did not take any measures to suppress or delete such unfavorable rumors spread widely, but just let them ferment.

The situation continued to develop, and even the emperor's approval rating among the people began to decline. It was not until half a month later that Odrossey posted a post on his personal homepage after two full years of inactivity, and finally stopped abruptly.

[Odrose]: I approved the leave application myself, and there is a high probability that I will continue the leave. During the trip, everything is fine, so don't worry about it. [Image]×1

The accompanying picture is a simple lattice wooden window, with a desk next to it, and a gorgeous sea of ​​flowers blooming outside, each petal is so soft that it makes people feel hot, but after professional blurring, It's impossible to see where it is.

As soon as this news came out, the comment area exploded in an instant.

"What does it mean that there is a high probability that the vacation will be extended??? Marshal, don't forget that there is still a royal family to inherit!!!"

"I admire the operation of granting a leave note to myself... Speaking of which, the marshal feels that there is a kind of Buddhism between the lines... What exactly did he go through..."

"Did you see the flowerpot on the window? I zoomed in just now and found a black, round thing in it, which doesn't match any known plant. What is that?"

"...Could it be that the Marshal switched careers to research and develop new plants?"

……

After Odrose posted the news, he soon received a harassing text message from his brother.

[Avid]: What are you doing now, brother?Where have you been? [poor.jpg]

He used his authority to block his location information, so even the emperor could not find out his exact location.

After thinking about it, Odrosser said concisely: raise potatoes, read poetry.

[Avid]:? ? ?

[Avid]: Brother, what happened to you? ?

[Avid]: Brother, calm down!

[Avid]: Brother! ! ! !

[Odrose]: Don't think too much, nothing happened, I'm living very well now.

[Avid]: Brother, you are so literary that I am afraid of QAQ, but what the hell is raising potatoes... Do you grow your own vegetables to eat?

[Odrose]: I guess...the effect of the medicine is very good, my memory has been fully restored, but the side effects have not occurred.

[Avid]: Eh, eh, is that so?Well, it may be that your self-repair ability has been enhanced after the mutation of your gene, and I'm not sure. I'll do a genetic analysis when you come back... By the way, when will you come back?

[Avid]: ...I miss you very much, and my father also misses you very much.

[Odrose]: You may not go back for a long time, you are ready to succeed.

[Avid]:? ? ?No, no, the plot shouldn't develop like this!I think the career of a researcher is quite suitable for me!

[Avid]: Brother——!

【Avid】: You...reason...down...I...

However, based on how he bombed, Odrose no longer returned him.

Arvid put down his personal terminal with some dementia, his heart full of melancholy.

——How can he explain it so that his brother can believe that he is real and that he does not want to inherit the throne from the bottom of his heart?

Although the original intention of entering the research institute was to cure his brother's illness, after working for a long time, he has gotten used to it and even fell in love with it.

He has no interest in politics at all!

The emperor on the side frowned and looked at him: "Your brother...is he still refusing to come back?"

Arvid scratched his cheek: "Yeah, he said it might take a long time to come back."

The light in the emperor's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry for him. If you have time, talk to him more."

As a family member, his youngest son even opened a laboratory to treat Odrose’s illnesses. As the father who should be in charge, he has been on the sidelines for so many years, and now he really has no face to face Odrose. .

"Hmm...Actually, I think my brother is in pretty good shape now." Arvid said in a low voice.

When chatting with him, Odrose talked a lot more. With his years of observation and understanding of his brother, he felt that his brother was in a good mood now.

Immersed in his own emotions, he didn't hear his youngest son's muttering clearly. After pondering for a while, the emperor suddenly said hesitantly: "Avid, you are closer to your brother. What can I do now? You can... ... make it up?"

Arvid thought for a while, his eyes slowly lit up, he pulled out an endless bill from his personal terminal, and carefully handed it to the emperor: "Dad, this is my laboratory Can you...reimburse part of the turnover of these years? You see, rounding up is equivalent to half of the credit for this laboratory."

As a well-paid researcher and crown prince, he is so poor that he can't help his ancestors.

emperor:"……"

In the hopeful eyes of the youngest son, he silently checked "full payment", and then connected to his own personal terminal.

With a crash, Arvid seemed to hear the wonderful sound of himself being knocked unconscious by the money.

……

Time passed quickly, and Odrossey did what he said, and if he couldn't come back, he really didn't return to the capital star for ten years.

During these ten years, the emperor showed extraordinary toughness in the reform of the slave system, disregarding the strong backlash from the big nobles, and even mobilized the army several times. Finally, at the tail end of the tenth year, he will represent the barbaric slaves. Institutions have come to an end in the history of empire.

However, Odrose still has no intention of going back. He only occasionally updates his dynamic personal platform, which is full of comments asking him to return to Capital Star.

But he was obviously not someone who would be moved by outside remarks, and he still planted potatoes on Ruiyoune leisurely.

Compared with the current human life span of about 300 years, ten years is actually not long, but it is not short either.

In the past ten years, Odlo's life has been very simple. He regularly conducts mech training, raises potatoes, and reads books.

He built a simple but sturdy wooden house here. The strange plant that looked like a black potato but still had leaves was dug up by the spirit body from the flower field that day, and he finally dug it out and took it home and planted it in a flowerpot. .

He searched all the plant information in the empire, but he couldn't find any information about this plant, so all the care could only be groped and tried.

Fortunately, the vitality of this black potato seems to be particularly tenacious. Even though he dared not use any fertilizer and only dared to water it out of caution, he was still growing spiritually.

Although she hasn't grown much in the past ten years, at least Xiao Yezi has been standing upright, shyly shivering when rubbed by his fingertips.

The "Divine Comedy" was brought from home, and I read it slowly in my spare time.

But no matter how slowly he reads, ten years have passed, and he has read this book no less than ten times.

This time is his No. 11 reading this book.

When he was sitting at the desk and started reading, a little dragon the size of a palm appeared quietly at some point, crawled in along the edge of the flower pot, and coiled up the whole black potato with its slender body. Squinting the ice-blue animal pupils, he raised his head and gently rubbed against the skin, sometimes stretching his neck to lick the small leaves.

——Ever since he mentally learned to change his body shape, he seemed to treat that flower pot as his own nest, hugging the plants in it to sleep all day long.

From time to time, he reached out to touch the little potato beside him, and Odrose quietly read the book all afternoon, and didn't go out to cook until the sun was about to set.

On the wide desk, on the page he turned over, it was written:

"I came from where I would like to return, love pushes me and makes me speak."

……

It took Odrose 15 minutes to cook a simple asparagus fried glutinous rice in the kitchen, put it in an insulated box, and walked towards the wooden house.

He bought some plant-based staple food raw materials and their seeds through the shops wandering in the universe, and cultivated a place to plant them. With some small animals on this planet, he can also make many delicious dishes.

He has learned to cook so that when the person he is waiting for returns, he can cook for him.

Gently pushing open the door of the wooden house, the insulation box in Odrose's hand fell to the ground with a harsh sound.

But he didn't have time to take care of--

Fifteen minutes ago, there was only a book and a flower pot on the desk, and a somewhat slender figure appeared at some point.

He has soft black hair and the same pitch-black pupils, his whole body is naked, and his fair and delicate skin is covered with a layer of soft golden color by the afterglow of the setting sun from the window. Sitting on the desk, when I met his gaze, the eyes that seemed to have been washed with water shone brightly, but the body curled up shyly.