The whole universe is worried that the general will get a divorce

In the evening, the last rays of the setting sun cast on Carlos's face through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the tea restaurant, making his expression somewhat obscure.

Eagle, who was sitting across from him, glanced at him, looking a bit puzzled, "Lolo, what are you thinking?"

"It's nothing." Carlos smiled when he came back to his senses, and reached out to stroke Iger's somewhat messy hair, "I was just thinking about whether to take my baby to the ghost market."

"Ghost market?" Eagle frowned, "Is it the place the boss of the company we took a photo with just said?"

Manteniel City is one of the most famous tourist destinations in Interstellar. Most of the visitors are couples, so there are thousands of photo shops, large and small.

Although there are a large number of these photo shops, I don’t know if there is a problem with the city’s aesthetics or their aesthetics. Nine out of ten photo shops take an unusually fancy style route, which looks like What a weird movie you're making.

The only one left is still closed.

Neither Carlos nor Igor was very familiar with this place, and it took an hour to find a photo shop that suited their taste and was not so fancy.

After seeing them, the boss first expressed his gratitude to them for coming here, and said loudly that they were the only two visiting guests this month.

Then they decided to give them a big discount gift package, not to mention giving them a [-]% discount, and also giving them a combination set as a gift.

In the end, it was outrageous to boast about their good looks, and asked if they could give him the right to use a photo so that he could put it in the store as a souvenir and attract customers by the way.

They also responded ruthlessly to the store owner's warm request.

Although Iger felt that they simply said no, and the refusal was not considered heartless, but the shop owner was clutching his heart to express that he was dying of despair. Seeing such a violent reaction from the shop boss, they So he reluctantly agreed with the store owner's ruthless rejection.

In fact, the rejection of the store owner is not because they are ruthless, but mainly because their current situation really cannot meet the requirements of the store owner.

First of all, he remembered that today was the last day of this month, and the two of them were the only guests, so they were really embarrassed to take advantage of the [-]% off gift package.

After all, in theory, the average lifespan of interstellar people is 600-800 years old.Although the Star Alliance does not have strict requirements on the age range of people, most countries define the age of 50 as an adult, the age of 50 to 500 as a young adult, the age of 500 to 750 as middle age, and finally signs of aging , 50 years of gradual loss of self-care ability are defined as old age.

That is to say, if they live a safe and smooth life, he and Carlos still have at least nearly 600 years to act independently.

In the past 600 years, they will definitely not only come to Mantenier City once, and they may also take a lot of photos. They don't want this store to become the last one of the ten stores to close down so quickly.

As for the right to use the photo, it's not that they don't want to give it, but Carlos' face is so recognizable.

And the first group photo in their lives couldn't be taken with a disguise.

Therefore, they not only refused the shop owner's request, but also refused the boss to take photos for them in person, and invited the boss to the coffee shop next door, telling him not to come over for a short time.

This time Iger felt that they were a bit ruthless, but the store owner seemed very happy. Iger thought about the reason, probably because Carlos gave the store owner a lot of money.

Before leaving, the shop owner, who was still happy and not overwhelmed, sent them off with a smile on his face. He also kindly told them that the ghost market opened at midnight today, and recommended them to visit it when they had time.

"Well," Carlos withdrew his hand, "Every city in the Man Empire has the habit of opening a ghost market. Although the habits are different in different places, the time is set at twelve o'clock midnight on the last day of each month, that is, At zero o'clock on the first day of next month. At that time, the ghost market will open, and countless vendors will come to sell all kinds of strange things from all over the interstellar. It is also because most of the vendors and customers face to face Exchange, there is no middleman, so the price will be much cheaper than in the normal market.”

Eagle: "Has Lolo been to the ghost market here?"

"I have indeed been here," Carlos smiled. "At that time, I had just quelled the rebellion in this city. At that time, there was a lack of supplies in the city. Not only did the normal market fail to operate, even the ghost market was closed for more than half a year. At that time, the government The main force of the army is dealing with interstellar pirates, peace rebels, and wars in various places. The supplies are not available. I really have no choice, so I took the army and some private spaceships of the people to other planets to collect supplies, and opened the ghost market. This is enough. daily needs of the city.

"Speaking of it," Carlos smiled, "The city's garrison officer Serovic was only in his twenties at the time, and he was too early to reach adulthood, but he was so proud that he insisted on staying on other planets to collect The queue of supplies. The interstellar at that time was not as good as it is today, and the relationship between the various planets was not very friendly. There was no fair treatment for the plundering of resource stars. How could I bring a half-old child there. But he is fine. No matter how I deal with it, I refuse to leave, as stubborn as a newborn calf."

After finishing speaking, he smiled, "I watched him grow up all the way."

Eagle vaguely felt that Carlos' tone was a bit wrong, but he didn't know where it was wrong, "Lolo, did he do something bad?"

"Oh," Carlos looked a little surprised, "how can you ask that, baby?"

Eagle: "Because Lolo looks very disappointed now."

Carlos: "..."

He has lived for so many years, people who don't like him say that his face is frosty and unpredictable, but in front of his baby, he has become so easy to understand.

"It's really a little disappointing." Carlos sighed for a long time, "It's not a little bit, it's really disappointing. I remember I told my baby before that ordinary people have children around the age of one hundred. Yes, but it is not uncommon for people to have children at the age of 70 or [-], and there are quite a few around me. At that time, I must have been about a hundred years old, but I really regarded him as my son."

He still remembered that half-grown kid who knelt in front of him, with red eyes but refused to cry, vowed that one day he would make him proud of him, let his name resound throughout the interstellar, let him Everyone knew that Carlos had a son who was stronger than everyone else, and anyone who dared to touch him had to pass him first.

That's just a child's joke, Carlos has never asked others to protect him.

But that half-sized ghost with a high heart has also grown into an adult, and really climbed to his current position step by step by himself.

In fact, it's not that he didn't get involved, but he just dealt with a few stumbling blocks that were malicious and wasted national resources by the way.

So, it's not like he doesn't have the pride of being a father and seeing his little ghost grow up.

It's just that Yuemo's heart is always fickle. The person who was to be his son might have disappeared after all.

Igor looked at Carlos' expression and knew that he was sad, but he didn't know how to comfort him, so he changed the subject, "Lolo, why is the ghost market called a ghost market? Is it because there are really ghosts in it?"

"No," Carlos came back to his senses, "When the ghost market first emerged, all the laws on the planet were not perfect, and interstellar wars were everywhere."

"At that time, in order to survive, many people would violate the laws of the empire at that time, smuggle to other planets to obtain supplies, and then trade and sell them to each other. Because this kind of life is shameful, most people choose between midnight and four in the morning. It starts selling in the dead of night.”

"During this period of time, it happened to be the time when ordinary people said that ghosts travel, so people gradually called this kind of market a ghost market. Later, the strength of the empire gradually increased, and the operating system of the market became complete. As a custom, it is preserved in various cities, and now it has evolved into a tourist attraction."

Eagle: "Why did Luoluo consider whether to take me there? Is it because of any danger?"

"That's not true," Carlos shook his head, "The ghost city now has a special army responsible for security work, and there will no longer be fights, fights, wounding and killing due to uneven distribution of benefits. I just Thinking, baby seldom stays up late, and we have walked a lot today, should I take baby there for a stroll, or should I take baby home to sleep. "

"Lolo," Eagle made a firm decision, "I want to go and see."

There is no ghost city in Saipan, and he has never been to other planets, so he is a little curious about what Carlos said about a ghost city with things from all over the planet.

Moreover, he calculated that there were only five or six days left of the marriage leave that Carlos asked for.They obviously couldn't wait for the next ghost market to open.

Although he knows that Carlos likes to be with him very much and live this kind of aimless and leisurely life, but he also knows that his family Luo Luo is a general, and he may not have much time to accompany him in the future.

He wants to create as many beautiful and happy memories with Carlos as possible, because for some reason, he feels that the memory he lost for five years is about to come back, and he is very afraid that one day, he will be like his father and Carlos. As said, take the initiative to abandon Carlos.

If he lived happily enough, the recovered self might be as reluctant to part with Carlos as he is now.

"Okay," Carlos nodded, "Let's find a hotel nearby to rest for a while, and when the time comes, I'll take my baby to the ghost market."

Meanwhile, Catherine, who had finally returned home from the restaurant she had worked so hard to find, and was about to have dinner, made a sad discovery—

The two bastards in her family have gone somewhere to fool around, leaving only an empty kitchen without a vegetable leaf.