Worship Me, I Can Make You Rich

Before Bei Yusi, the head of the Third Army was Wen Xiaoyun's father, Wen Tian.

Wen Tian was hailed as the God of War in the empire. When he died, Wen Xiaoyun was still young, and even Bei Yusi was not yet a general. Another person took over the Third Army. The Third Army was in danger of being absorbed into other armies.

When Wen Xiaoyun joined the Third Army, he was also jealous of his high talent, and he also thought that Wen Xiaoyun's father was the God of War, so he made things difficult for Wen Xiaoyun in every possible way, and was almost buried.

It wasn't until Bei Yusi successfully ascended to the position and reorganized the Third Army that Wen Xiaoyun gradually had the opportunity to show his edge.

It's just that Bei Yusi's luck is not good. The position of the legion commander didn't sit for too long, and he was forced to retire because his mental power was infected by radiation.

After Bei Yusi was taken away, his crazy attack on the First Military Academy quickly rushed to the star network, and the number of injured people was also announced.

"Twelve people suffered from severe radiation pollution and 12 people suffered from light radiation pollution. No one was seriously injured or died."

As soon as the official data was released, the entire Internet was in an uproar.

You must know that almost all the best students in the entire empire who can be admitted to the First Military Academy are either from various planets in the entire empire, or they are the successors cultivated by the major families with a lot of effort.

No matter what kind, their existence is also a kind of hope for the future of the empire.

But now, there are dozens of people polluted by mental radiation!

Regardless of whether it is heavily polluted or lightly polluted, because once it is polluted, it means that the future of this person has no hope.

"They are all just children! What kind of deep hatred is there to make Admiral Bei Yusi do something to some children?!"

"He is no longer the general of the empire, he is not worthy!"

"I wonder if Bei Yusi can't see these children have bright things because he is mentally polluted. He wants to take revenge on the society!"

"The person contaminated by radiation is really terrible. Fortunately, he has already retired. If he hadn't retired, would he bring his army to rebel now?"

"Who says it's impossible? He can already do something cruel to some children! What did these children do wrong? The bright future is ruined like this!"

"This is not the first person whose mental strength has been insulted by radiation to go crazy. Similar incidents have often happened before. It was not wrong for the military to force Bei Yusi to retire. If such a person stays in the military, he is a !"

"In other words, Wen Xiaoyun is also an asshole now. When he was on Garbage Star, his mental power dropped from SSS to SS. What is his mental power level in the few months since he came back now? Will he? Will he also go crazy? He is still the commander of the third army... It's scary to think about it!"

The discussion on Xingwang became more and more intense, and some people began to bring the rhythm to Wen Xiaoyun.

This meant forcing Wen Xiaoyun to retire forcibly.

After school that day, Wen Xiaoyun was unable to pick up Zhuang Zhou in person, His Majesty Creel invited him to the palace to discuss matters.

Wen Xiaoyun naturally knew that it was because of his level of mental strength, and knowing that he would not be able to come back for a while, he asked Cheng Jinxue to pick it up.

However, Cheng Jinxue waited at the school gate until it was almost dark, but Zhuang Zhou was not there.

Not only that, Zhuangzhou's terminal communication is also unable to get through.

Cheng Jinxue had a secret idea, so he sent someone to investigate the situation, and at the same time sent a message to Wen Xiaoyun, while he went to the school to adjust the monitoring.

At this time, Zhuang Zhou was in a villa.

In the afternoon class, Han Qingxiao was not there as a teaching assistant for some reason, but with the help of Little Ratty, Zhuang Zhou only thought that Han Qingxiao had something to do.

After class, he was about to leave the school, but was stopped, saying that Han Qingxiao was waiting for him here.

Zhuang Zhou didn't speak at first, just looked at them and frowned.

But the other party seemed to know that he would wait for Wen Xiaoyun to pick him up, and said again: "Admiral Wen doesn't have time to pick up Mr. Zhuang now, Mr. Zhuang might as well go with us first. There is time."

Then he came to this villa estate.

The owner who invited him over was obviously very afraid of Xiao Zaitang, and regarded Xiao Zaitang as 4.0. There were several mech fighters guarding Xiao Zaitang during the whole process.

Don't let up even when you reach your destination.

Zhuang Zhou only sat for a while, and saw a man come out. The man looked about 40 to [-] years old, with a kind smile on his face, followed by a somewhat familiar person, it was the first army commander Di arts.

Duke Bolton said very politely: "Teacher Zhuang, please sit down. We invited you here to discuss cooperation with you. There is no malice."

It's just that his politeness didn't win the welcome of Zhuang Zhou and Xiao Po Tao.

Little Poor said: "Master, he treats us as idiots."

The smile on Duke Bolton's face froze slightly, and he looked at Little Broken.

Little Poor: "Arrested our teaching assistant, and said that he invited us with no malice. We seem to be easy to deceive, huh?"

Zhuang Zhou said: "It should be easy to deceive."

Little Poor: "Hey, we are still too simple."

Duke of Bolton: "..."

The Duke of Bolton quickly calmed down and said with a smile: "Mr. Han, I have already asked someone to send him back to school. Don't worry, Mr. Zhuang, we are all citizens of the empire who respect teachers."

When Zhuang Zhou arrived here, his spiritual sense had already searched the entire villa and manor, and indeed he did not see Han Qingxiao.

Hearing what he said now, he picked up his personal terminal to send a message to Han Qingxiao.

Duke Bolton: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhuang, my guards are very worried about my safety, so there is an interference program in this manor, and the news communication cannot be sent out."

Hearing this, the one-god robot turned its head and looked at Duke Bolton.

Zhuang Zhou asked, "Are you the emperor?"

Duke Bolton's smiling face froze again.

Duke of Bolton: "I am not."

Zhuang Zhou said in a tone of sudden realization: "Oh! That's the queen."

Duke of Bolton: "..."

Little Poor looked at the Duke of Bolton, his mechanical eyes looked 'spicy': "This queen is a bit ugly..."

"I'm not the queen!" The Duke of Bolton's kind expression almost failed.

Zhuang Zhou and Xiao Polan spoke at the same time: "It's not the emperor or the queen, so is your safety important?"

Also set up an interference program for his safety, and the terminal cannot be used?

who is he? !

The Duke of Bolton clenched his fist, then loosened it, trying to maintain his aristocratic demeanor.

He sat on the main seat, first introduced himself, and then introduced Diwen to him.

"There was some misunderstanding between my younger brother Diwen and Teacher Zhuang before, and I hope Teacher Zhuang doesn't mind."

"I remember him." Zhuang Zhou said, "I was very impressed."

Little Poor said: "It's the one you mentioned, master, the one who can't read, and hasn't attended nine years of compulsory education, right?"

Little Poor sighed worriedly, and put on a loli-sound speaker: "This is always the case with legion commanders, the future of the empire is worrying."

Diwen was not as tolerant as the Duke of Bolton, and his face changed when he heard this: "What the hell are you talking about!"

Zhuang Zhou blinked, and seemed a little puzzled: "What's the matter? Did I say it wrong? Did I remember it wrong? But the other day I asked you what that word read, didn't you understand?"

Di Wen said angrily: "I'm that..." I don't care about you!

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Boton: "Diwen, be more polite to Mr. Zhuang."

Diwen was a little annoyed, but thinking about the purpose of inviting Zhuang Zhou today, he could only bear it in the end.

Duke Bolton smiled at Zhuang Zhou: "Mr. Zhuang, don't argue with him. We invited Mr. Zhuang to come here today. We really want to discuss cooperation with Mr. Zhuang."

Zhuang Zhou asked, "What cooperation?"

Duke Bolton said: "The stream of consciousness mecha."

Zhuang Zhou shook his head: "No."

It's not disagreement, but a direct 'no'.

Obviously, no matter what they say, it will be a negative answer.

Diwen sneered: "Master Zhuang, don't you know Wen Xiaoyun's current situation?"

Zhuang Zhou was puzzled: "What situation?"

Diwen recounted what happened on Xingwang.com, and also told about Wen Xiaoyun being invited to the palace by His Majesty Creel.

"What do you think His Majesty Krill asked Wen Xiaoyun to go to the palace? Is it just for condolences?" Di Wen sneered: "You think too much, His Majesty Krill is going to let Wen Xiaoyun retire, the military department will not Leave behind a person whose mental power is polluted by radiation and who will go crazy at any time!"

"Of course." Di Wen paused: "The superficial procedures will naturally go through. There are a total of four legion chiefs in the empire. Except for Wen Xiaoyun, the other three legion chiefs have voting rights. If the three legion chiefs vote unanimously If it passes, Wen Xiaoyun will have to retire."

He raised the terminal on his wrist, and said coldly: "Exchanging Wen Xiaoyun's future for a chance to cooperate with Master Zhuang, isn't that too much?"

Diwen thought that such a requirement was already very low.

After all, they were still waiting for Zhuang Zhou to be a stream-of-consciousness mech, so they couldn't offend people too much.

So they are polite.

But if it's all like this, and Zhuang Zhou still doesn't know each other, they won't be polite.

Zhuang Zhou didn't speak.

He thought to himself, no wonder Wen Xiaoyun didn't reply to his message later today.

It turned out to be the palace.

It seems that today's Bei Yusi incident had a great impact on Wen Xiaoyun.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Diwen thought he was thinking, exchanged a glance with Duke Bolton, and continued to lobby: "Master Zhuang, you have such a high talent for making mechas, but your physical fitness is not that good. Now There is the Third Army to protect you, so other forces dare not do anything to you, but think about it carefully, if Wen Xiaoyun steps down today, the Third Army is no longer his, who else can protect you?"

Duke Bolton nodded with a smile: "If Teacher Zhuang is willing to cooperate with us, not only will the Third Army be there in the future, but the First Army will always be by your side. It depends on how you choose, Teacher Zhuang."

The little ragged mechanical eyes turned around and looked at Diwen: "Master, is he an idiot?"

Zhuang Zhou thought: "Maybe."

Diwen waited for a long time, and when he heard this sentence, he felt a little upset: "What do you mean?!"

Little Poor: "Didn't you say there is interference shielding? Why do you vote against it?"

Di Wen snorted coldly after hearing the words: "The interference is only aimed at you, and I naturally have my own way to contact you."

Little Poor put two mechanical arms on his waist: "Really? Or you try? If you can send a message, I will lose."

Di Wen frowned, his intuition was bad: "What do you mean?"

Zhuang Zhou ignored him, and said to Xiao Polan, "Let's go."

He and Xiao Po Pan turned and left at the same time.

Duke Bolton's expression finally became unsteady: "Mr. Zhuang, there's no need to make the atmosphere so tense, right?"

Zhuang Zhou turned a deaf ear.

Di Wen ordered: "Stop him!"

The few mech fighters who had been guarding against Xiao Zaitao all moved, encircling them at an extremely fast speed.

However, something weird happened. When they were about to get close to Zhuang Zhou, there seemed to be a transparent and invisible barrier blocking them, no matter how they could touch Zhuang Zhou's hair!

A mech warrior unbelievingly took out his weapon and shot at Zhuang Zhou, but the bullet bounced directly on him.

Following their attack, a gust of wind blew up in the air for no reason, rolling them up heavily and smashing them out.

Divin and Duke Bolton's eyes widened.

Diwen immediately pressed the terminal and shouted into the terminal communication: "Where are the people outside? Give me all..."

Looking down, the terminal communication could not be sent out at all.

impossible!

Although there is an interference shielding device installed in the manor, his terminal is also equipped with other devices. Such interference shielding will not affect him!

Diwen didn't have time to think about it, so he immediately called the Duke of Bolton to raise the alarm.

However, the alarm was also inexplicably disturbed!

In my mind, I suddenly thought of what Xiao Poor just said——

——If you can send a message, I will lose.

Zhuang Zhou and his robot walked out of the Duke of Bolton's manor just like that.

No one came close.

From a distance, all the mecha fighters who wanted to stop them seemed to be able to hear the conversation between them.

Little Poor: "Master, would I be an idiot with an antenna on my head?"

Zhuang Zhou said: "No, it's very powerful, and it can block them to death."

"..."

He successfully left the villa and manor, and no one dared to chase after him.

Little Poor: "Master, your strength has been exposed, what should you do? Will your identity be exposed?"

Zhuang Zhou said, "No, I'll just say that my spiritual level is 5S."

Little Poor: "Wen Xiaoyun is only 3S, isn't your 5S too exaggerated?"

Zhuang Zhou said: "I won't exaggerate, because I miss the earth."

Little Poor: "Is there any relationship between missing the earth and 5S?"

Zhuang Zhou said: "Yes, the whole world is 5G."

Little Poor: "..."

The author has something to say: PS——

Little Poor: I'm sorry.

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 30 bottles of crayon sama who can't draw; 10 bottles of Eden Mengye; 5 bottles of Melanie Diji; 1 bottle of the eighth unit;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!