I became the chief secretary of the empire by raising pigs

Wei Zong is depressed and guilty, what can he say, is his mental strength not strong enough to drive Galahad?And because of the blood relationship between him and his former master, he reluctantly gave him a sword to pretend to be—

No no, kill him, he won't admit it!

He stared at Li Jin, and the emotions that he had digested alone on the roof before gradually came to his throat again.To use a more appropriate word-like a stick in the throat-is quite appropriate.

Everyone, whether it's his secretary-general, or his uncle, the cousin of a part-time psychiatrist, they all think that his physical problems can be solved easily.As long as he is in love, no matter who he is, he can become an "adult", break through the shackles of mental power, and then open Galahad's cockpit, perfect!

is it possible?

Wei Zong once thought it was possible.

When his parents just disappeared, he was in the center of chaos, Congress pressure, army riots, people panic... The whole Central City was filled with crowds of parades.

At the same time, the Zerg aggressively annexed the border star, and even the so-called allies around it, such as the Derrick star, those little dinosaurs were a little bit ready to move.It is said that the dragon people think that there are many planets with a good environment in the goddess galaxy, which are very suitable for raising their next generation.

Wei Zong was really eager to become an adult at that time, and once he became an adult, his strength would have a qualitative breakthrough.Galahad's combat power is amazing. Wei Zong will drive him to quell the war on the border planets faster, and at the same time show his strength to all forces at home and abroad.

He remembered that he had come into contact with a girl, chosen by Luo Hua and Guan Lin, and he met that girl with a tacit understanding between both parties.The other party is of course very good, whether it is family background or himself.If his mother hadn't disappeared, the blind dates he would meet in the future would be nothing more than this.

At the end of the first meeting, he immediately gave up on this path.It has nothing to do with hormones, and love cannot save his body that is on the verge of collapse.

This question is very complicated. Why can the protection of parents, but not the nourishment of love?Luo Hua always thought it was his problem.Because he is underage, and he is an arrogant kid who doesn't understand love at all. If he can fall in love with someone, he will definitely be blah blah...

Wei Zong couldn't explain his intuition to Luo Hua at all.The uncle may feel a little bit, but his own life is also in a state of desperation, and his concern for him is really limited.As for Wei Fu, it was impossible for her to understand his distress.

"Let me take you to have a look." He sighed, "I can't open him at will, no

Check it out. "

Sweat broke out on Li Song's excited forehead.

"It's so cool!" He looked at Wei Zong with tender eyes.

Wei Zong gave him a mocking look: "I must be a good boss now, right?"

"You have always been a good boss!" A trace of doubt flashed in Li Song's heart, but he flattered him resolutely on his face.

Wei Zong rolled his eyes, gritted his teeth and endured a series of cynicism.Although it is enjoyable, it may expose one's greatest secret, which is not very cost-effective in comparison.

They went down the stairwell.When Li Jin came here for the first time, he noticed that there was a downward passage in the stairwell, but the buildings of Jialai Vance usually have a basement, and it is not surprising that the castle has one.

The basement was very deep, and they made at least a dozen turns before they landed on flat ground.Li Jin reckoned that this place should already be located about ten meters underground, with good ventilation and bright lights.

Descending from the stairs, walking through a stairwell of thirty or forty square meters, one enters a long metal passage.If the rock block wall in the stairwell just now has a bit of medieval style, this passage simply gives people a sense of time travel, entering the sci-fi future in no time.

They stopped outside a metal valve in the middle of the passage, and Wei Zong was swiping his personal brain to verify the information.Standing beside him, Li Jin noticed that he turned to the left in the depths of the passage, which seemed to be another world.

The valve opens to the sides, and a soft light glows inside.

"Take care of your curiosity," Wei Zong walked in, "The first priority of the secretary—"

"Be cautious in your words and deeds," Li Song continued, "Especially in your words, I know."

He followed through the door and was, of course, taken aback.

The underground training room, perhaps also serving as an exhibition hall, is almost several times the size of the summer palace on the surface.In view of the fact that there is still a considerable part that is not open to Li Song, he has reason to doubt whether the royal family has hollowed out the bottom of the central city.

As far as he stood at the door, the part he saw had to be at least tens of thousands of square meters.The entire space is covered with metal. This metal is a special kind of metal with a high density. It is estimated that it can withstand at least two explosions of diffuse and corrosive metal missiles on the scale of the arrangement in front of it.Even if soldiers fought with real guns here, they might not be able to cause serious damage.

His right side is clearly divided into two areas, which look like two large arenas.He looked up to the top of the ring, and there was a circle of projection ports corresponding to the ceiling. It seemed that these were two virtual training units.All weapons are embedded in the weapon slots on the wall, ranging from cold weapons to hot weapons, and on the left hand side is

are some small training areas.

"Come here." Wei Zong walked straight to the innermost place without giving him time to look carefully.

Li Jin looked at the ladder, a little dumbfounded, there is still a next floor?

The next level is probably a paradise for all military enthusiasts.Almost all mechas—from Li Song’s known age, each model of each series, the original machine—the second generation—the third generation—…

He is very sure that even the National Military Museum does not have such a complete collection.

In addition, there are dozens of small warships parked in the huge space.He saw an independently produced battleship more than 3000 years ago, the whole body was dark blue, and the paint shimmered under the light, which was a bit similar to the "Deep Blue Phantom" series of battleships.This blue battleship is slender, with smooth lines, parked there, with an indescribable elegance.

"Olivia..." He read out the name of the battleship, "The creator, Levi Spall of the Imperial Army Academy." Spal should be an ancient nobleman's surname, right?Although the translation has the same word as his surname, it is written in Gujia language, which is still biased towards the English surname, which is different from his.

"Amazing, isn't it?" Wei Zong stood beside him with his arms folded, his expression inevitably a little proud, "There are many such independently made mechs and warships here, perhaps not as good as the standard ones, but they are all exquisitely crafted, and each has its own characteristics. "

Li Song nodded enviously.

He was eager to see Galahad, but the rest of the royal family's collections were also high-quality goods. This was a rare opportunity. He greedily looked at each stage and received Wei Zong's explanations from time to time. His eyes glowed and his blood boiled.

Finally, they came to the fore.

Standing a few meters away, Li Jin looked at the mech illuminated by several floor lamps, and held his breath.

As a mecha fanatic, he is absolutely unwilling to admit that the mecha is just a metal creation with an empty body.He really believed that the mecha had a soul, even if the soul could not be autonomous, it definitely existed.

Many people may think that the strength of a mecha is directly proportional to its size.In actual combat, it is indeed difficult for light mechas to compete with heavy mechas, and heavy mechas may not be able to fight against armored tanks or warships—that is, they have never seen Galahad.

Galahad is ten meters high, which is not uncommon.

Most of the super-heavy mechas are at this height, even 11 meters high, called "tank busters", which means that they are large enough to suppress tanks in terms of volume and tonnage.

However, there is a problem with the tank star. It is so huge that it has lost its mobility.

Without the advantages of the mecha, it is no different from a tank.Jet equipment is useless to it, it can only be used as fire suppression or weapon storage.

Galahad is very different!

His whole body is silvery white, and the lines of his body are so smooth that the joints of his joints are almost invisible.Even after more than 3000 years, his protective cover still flashes electromagnetic light steadily. On both sides of his broad chest, on the left and right sides of the cockpit, there is a missile slot. The alloy fan blades are arranged precisely, and the edge emits a slight blue light. .

His head is exquisite, shaped like a human skull, his eyes are closed tightly, and his huge alloy palms are folded between his chest and abdomen. If he stuffs the lightsaber into it, it will be perfect.

Li Jin couldn't take his eyes off it. Before he came, he couldn't imagine that a heavy mecha could break away from its cumbersomeness.Now he has a clear image in his mind. There is no doubt that Galahad can not only use a powerful thermal weapon, but if he swings a big sword, he will be invincible!

"I really hope to see Dajia's actual combat..." He let out a long breath, and couldn't help but glance at the young man beside him.

Wei Zong was also looking up at the Mecha Soldier Emperor, but his expression was not very happy, his brows were furrowed and worried.Li Jin couldn't help being puzzled by this. It seemed that when Galahad was mentioned, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's attitude was not normal.

"You will see," the crown prince said lightly, withdrawing his gaze, "sooner or later he will return to the battlefield."

Inexplicably, Li Song heard the murderous determination from his plain words.

"It's a pity that I can't go to the battlefield, and I can't witness Dajia's demeanor." He smiled wryly, and his whole body seemed to be poured with cold water, and suddenly became calm from excitement.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Wei Zong came back to his senses and looked at him strangely, "I'm going to the battlefield, so can you still stay at home and get paid?"

Li Song was dumbfounded.

"W-what?" He stammered, "What do you mean?"

"Damn it!" Wei Zong immediately realized that he had slipped his tongue, and patted his forehead angrily.He hurriedly asked for help, "I mean, I recruited you to find me a life assistant, do you remember?"

"...Oh." Li Song replied suspiciously, "So?"

"So this is not something you, an assistant candidate, have to worry about!" Wei Zong simply and rudely ended the topic, and strode out.

Oh wow.

Li Jin raised his eyebrows and looked at the hurried back of a certain crown prince, still feeling incredible in his heart.

If there is no problem with his comprehension ability, it means that Wei Zong has actually reached a conclusion on who to choose as his assistant.looks like

, that lucky one is none other than him.

He followed slowly, his mind running at high speed.

Of course, he should be happy.

Anyone with a brain would not be disturbed or ashamed by this.After all, connections are also a part of ability, not to mention that he didn't take the initiative to cling to the crown prince, the two met and met, coincidence accounted for the majority.The crown prince's willingness to choose him, doesn't it prove that he is capable?

Reasons belong to reason, and reason belongs to reason. Li Jin analyzed a lot by himself, but he still felt subtly uneasy.

This kind of uneasiness does not mean that he feels that he is unworthy of virtue. Among these interns, he is the number one in terms of physical strength and work ability. He still has this confidence.He is worried about himself.

There is an inexplicable attraction between him and Wei Zong.

A little more narcissistic, he felt that the crown prince might have a little bit of meaning for him.

Li Jin silently looked at Wei Zong's pleasing back, from his clean and fluffy black hair, to his slender neck, broad shoulders, all the way down, whether it was the muscle lines hidden under the shirt on his back, or straight and powerful His legs—everything was his fault.

Yes, what he's afraid of isn't that Wei Zong is interested in him, he's afraid of himself.

If the two of them continue to have close contact, if one day he can't help but pounce on him, will he be sent to the Supreme Court or a military court?

Wei Zong and Li Jin went upstairs one after the other, both of them kept silent, the atmosphere was quite cold.

When he reached the hall, Wei Zong stopped, as if he had calmed down, he turned to look at Li Song.Immediately, he was frightened by the way Li Jin looked at him, and his hairs shuddered.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" He took a step back in embarrassment.

Li Jin's eyes gave him an indescribable feeling of burning all over, but at the same time, his instinct gave him a sense of crisis.How would you describe this sense of crisis?

He remembers when his mother threw him into Ranch Star as a kid.Any shepherd dog in the ranch has a foot that is bigger than his entire pig, let alone a flock of sheep. A one-day-old lamb can be kicked like a ball.

Wei Xiaohua used all her strength to dodge left and right among the sheep. This was not the most terrifying thing. The shepherd dog drooled at him, and the look in his eyes when chasing him made him have nightmares for more than a month afterwards...

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince stood up in horror, looking at the little curly hair suddenly.

That's right, the little curly looks at him exactly like a shepherd dog, naked/naked/naked and hungry.

Wei Zong immediately reflected, could it be

Said, did he show his secrets somewhere, let the little curly hair know that the black and white flower is him?His second form is so small, according to the gardener, restaurants are not willing to enter such a small suckling pig, not enough to fit between the teeth!

"I—" Li Song immediately restrained his eyes and looked at him innocently, "I just look at you with great respect."

is it?

Wei Zong still looked at him suspiciously.Of course he was going to keep the curls, but he's changed his mind now.In any case, Guan Lin was not unreasonable to be worried. He drove away so many assistants in the past, but now he treats Li Jin differently, which is not a good thing.

Whether it's for Li Song, or for himself.

"The public airship hasn't stopped yet," he pointed out confidently, acting like a scumbag, "Okay, let's go."

Li Jin shrugged indifferently: "Okay, I'll give you the clothes tomorrow?"

"Put it away and wear it first." Wei Zong relaxed a little when he saw that he agreed very neatly, "Just remember not to wash it by yourself."

Li Song agreed with a smile, thinking that before the salary was paid, this suit would probably have to be hung up.

The airship did not stop, but there was only the last flight left, just for Li Jin to catch up.

He was sitting by the window, and there were only six or seven people in the entire airship.This is normal, because the only office here is the Summer Palace. After a funeral, no one is willing to stay and work overtime.

There were only a few people, and two of them were here to follow him.

"Really dedicated..." Li Song muttered, trying not to pay attention to the other party.

Until now, looking at the rapidly receding night scene outside the window, the tall floating advertisements, and the gorgeous city lights, he realized that this day is finally over.Another hour and he'd be lying in bed exhausted and dreaming.

But this day is destined to be a day that will never be peaceful, even in the last hour, minute, or second.

The author has something to say: Of course your Uncle Li Song is hungry.

Been starving for decades.

Come on, everyone repeat with me again: Wei Xiaohua is Gong.

This is really the most innocent and pure attack I have ever written...

For the generation of the ancestors, they gnawed on it the first two times they met, right? (sigh)