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

When Lard arrived at the palace, the sun had not fully risen, and the world was in silence.

After receiving the emergency summoning order, he hurried out the door without even listening to what Carmen wanted to say, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry to go in at this time, but stood at the door for a while.

Just when the guard standing at the door was wondering why he was standing here, there was a sudden explosion sound in the palace, and it sounded like the explosion was not light.

After hearing the explosion, Lard laughed instead and walked into the palace.

This explosion is actually a daily routine in the palace. It usually starts when the leaders of the Wenrona Empire visit and ends when Gals returns home.

During this period of time, it is very normal for the palace to explode.The only difference is whether the range of the explosion is large or small.

Most of the time, Gals, the leader of the Wenrona Empire, can restrain himself and not light up his technology tree skills for the time being.

But there are also occasional times when he can't help but do some high-end and elegant experiments with a success rate of [-] in [-].

Then, the palace could not escape the fate of being bombed.

This is probably why Freire sent him an urgent summons early in the morning.

It's interesting to say that in the past, when the relationship between him and Freire was not as complicated as it is now, they used to drink and discuss each other's talents and skills.

He remembered that they drank for a long time, and only discussed Carlos.

After all, Carlos' combat attributes are too high, and he has won every battle. Since he played, he has never been defeated.

As for him and Freire, before the Emperor Gals of the Winrona Empire came out, they seemed to have no special attributes, and they were in a state of decathlon without a single distinctive feature.

However, what he did not expect was that Freire, who seemed to have the biggest problem, turned out to be raising children.

In this respect, he is very similar to his father.

Lard chuckled lightly, shook his head, and then walked all the way in the direction of the explosion.

Sitting on the chair, Freire glanced at Gals not far away, who was as black as charcoal, with a shiny brain that was not even bright, and sighed helplessly with some frustration.

In the past few days since Gals came here, apart from sleeping and dealing with government affairs, he followed him almost every day, just because he was afraid that his hands would shake and he would casually cause a big explosion in his palace.

He's been watching hard all this time, really, he swears.

But the problem is that his wife Angus came back the day before yesterday, so why not just relax and hug her?

Freire didn't expect that he would make a big deal out of him after he didn't keep an eye on Gals for a day.

Early this morning, before he got up, Gals's subordinates knocked on his door and said anxiously that Gals was going to start an experiment with a one-ten-thousandth success rate. A grand exploding firework made with half of the palace, but if it fails, the whole palace will go up to the sky together.

Uh, he didn't want to understand the essential difference between these two results, aren't they both explosions?

Didn't understand or didn't understand, Freire still didn't dare to slack off, immediately tidied himself up, and wanted to run over to beat up that bastard who ran around without watching.

Only later did I realize that he was too naive——

The place where Gals was conducting experiments used the latest protective shield developed by the Wenrona Empire, and no one else could get in at all.

It doesn't matter if he can't get in, the problem is that this protective cover is the first of the top ten useless inventions of the Vrona Empire——

Only guard against people, not weapons.

In other words, people can't get in, but knives can get in, and bombs can get in.Even if the people inside opened the protective cover, as long as the people outside had better aim and steady hands, and stabbed with a knife, the people inside would definitely die.

It's okay if this is the case, the big deal is to put another protective cover inside the protective cover.But the biggest problem is that this protective cover has the same flaws as its designer. Not only can it not protect others, but it also rejects other protective covers. It is true that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers.

He didn't even know what Gals invented it for.

Fortunately, people can't get in, and they can't use weapons on Gals. Apart from watching, they don't know what to do.

Persuade Gals to come out, Gals will go crazy as soon as he does the experiment, and unless the experiment is over, he will be deaf and blind.

Gals is immune to drugs, and it is impossible to stun him with poison.

Cut him half to death with a knife, Freire can guarantee that this will be the headline of their planet in half an hour after his side has just done it.He helped them figure out the title——

Gals was stabbed, father and son became enemies...

To be honest, what Frere couldn't understand was how dare Gals dare to use the protective cover when everyone knew it was useless.

Before he could ask the question, Gals' guard standing aside replied, "I took it wrong."

Freire: "Hehe..."

When Lard arrived at the place, he saw Gals squatting on the ground and drawing circles, and their emperor, His Majesty Freire, was sitting on a chair, with his face full of displeasure written all over his face.

"The scope of this explosion is quite small?" Lard looked around at the scorched earth marks around him, "Or did you suppress the explosion?"

"What do you think?" Freire gave him an angry look, "I can't even stand up without seeing me?"

"Oh," Lard looked up and down seriously, "I thought you were expressing your imperial demeanor."

"Go away." After being silent for a while, Freire seemed to be a little confused, "Why do I feel that your attitude towards me is becoming more and more disrespectful? Is this my illusion?"

"No," Lard firmly denied, "I'm just being disrespectful."

"What, you want to rebel?" After Freire finished speaking, he rubbed the back of his neck, "Zao Zuzao, whatever you want, now squat down for me, look up at you and my neck hurts."

"Okay," Lalder nodded, then squatted down and looked up at him, "How does it feel?"

Freire: "A little further to the left, the light is blocked."

Lard moved to the left again, "What about this?"

"Well," Freire looked quite satisfied, "It's much better this way. But, having said that, what's going on with your attitude, it's really outrageous."

"Chen also has something to ask." Lard changed his name, but did not rush to answer, "Why are you the one who came out recently? What about him?"

Freire frowned and looked at him, "Do you want to ask me if my energy is good? Is the other me not going to come out?"

"Well," Lard readily admitted, "From the day Angus left, you have always been the one who came out, and you are the one who holds the sovereignty over the body. This has never happened before."

For these years, Freire has been in a state of unstable personality, and it is almost common to switch back and forth in an instant.

So even though they had known each other for many years, this was the first time he saw such a stable personality of Freire.

"I'm sorry." Freire spread his hands, earnestly and bluntly, "It's not good at all."

Lard: "Then why are you the only one out?"

"Gals came and he thought I was a better parent than he was," Frere said. "On the other hand, Angus was gone and he thought I was a better parent than him. So, I stayed. It's been a while."

"However," Freire smiled, "he is awake now, so you say that, isn't it afraid that he will be sad?"

"He won't be sad." Lard seemed a little helpless. He stroked Freire's hair. "When will this kind of day be?"

"Although my current age is not appropriate," Freire said, "but I still want to say that touching the head will not grow tall, and it is not allowed to touch it."

"You're almost 1.9 meters tall, and you won't be able to see it if you grow taller." Lalder said so, but he still withdrew his hand.

"I think your attitude towards us is very strange. You are like a father to me, but a courtier to him," Frere said. "You really don't think your double standards are too serious?"

Lard: "I don't think so. I'm 450 years old this year. I've reached the age to be your father. I treat you as a friend but treat other people of the same age as juniors. That's why I feel double-standard."

"What's more," Lard paused, "Your age has been stuck at one hundred, hasn't it?"

Under normal circumstances, a person will split into other personalities only when he has suffered a major injury and cannot face it or even survive, so as to protect himself from harm and ensure that his body can survive smoothly.

It was in this situation that Freire split into another personality, allowing him to bear the most painful part of the memory.

But what no one expected was that after the split, the suffering sub-personality gradually grew up with the passage of time, while the time of the main personality, which was supposed to grow well, stagnated, staying at the hundred years old when it was hurt.

It would be fine if it was just that, but both of Frere's personalities are in a sober state.

That is to say, whether as a hundred-year-old child or as a two- or three-hundred-year-old adult, they have all experienced the same time.

This also caused Frere's personality to be in an extremely unstable state. Both personalities are affected by the character characteristics of the other personality to a certain extent. Even if only one personality dominates the body, the personality will be decisive and naive. switch back and forth.

Sometimes Lalder couldn't imagine how the 200-year-old main personality of Freire would feel when faced with things that could only be handled by the [-]-year-old sub-personality——

No matter how growth-enhancing things are encountered, the age of Freire's main character has stagnated.This also means that no matter how much the same thing has been experienced, the main character still cannot accept it, and will feel pain repeatedly.

"Yes," Freire smiled, "My age has been stuck at a hundred years old, and I have never grown or changed, but you don't need to feel sorry for me. I was born in the royal family, and I have seen all the sinister people since I was a child. , The hundred-year-old kid you mentioned is not as good as me. I was there when I made friends with you and Carlos, and I treat you as a brother, not for you to treat me as a son."

"Furthermore," Freire rubbed his aching forehead, "More than 100 years ago, I pushed all the painful memories to him. I don't even remember what was the thing that overwhelmed me and made me unable to live. What. No matter how you calculate it, he is at a disadvantage."

"If we continue talking, he won't be happy. Although it's strange to say this, he and I are indeed the same person, and he will be sad too. That's fine..." Freire clapped his hands, "Let's not talk about this anymore , I called you to come to a business."

"Did you see that bastard over there?" Freire pointed at Gals, "Blowing up my palace is a waste of my energy. I can't get angry if I don't kill him well. Didn't you kill him?" Are people the most powerful? Go, and give me back everyone who can be cheated."

Lard: "..."

He's really good at negotiating, okay?