Major General's Omega is Gorgeous

Tonight is a sleepless night.

The turbulent emotions reveled under the dark sky.

Quinn's star blog in the middle of the night caused thousands of waves.

The accompanying picture is a desk, two optical brains, and two pairs of hands with the same bones and calluses.

The lights are bright, but the night outside the window is very dark.

"Working late at night, returning tomorrow, everything is just ideal." The accompanying text is quite formal, contrary to the playfulness of the previous few.

But the fans who came after smelling the wind will naturally not let it go.

"Did Omega work so hard in the army!"

"I feel relieved when I see Quinn's movement, but pay attention to your body!"

"Two hands... Compare the images dynamically to confirm that the other pair is General Lance [dog head]"

"Is this late night work? This is love!!"

"They are still comrades in arms [crying]"

"I unilaterally forgive Lance for disappearing at the ball [crying]"

"... Returning early? Did something happen suddenly!"

"Ham, even if something happens, the army will stand up to it."

"Seventh Star's military strength is needless to say, don't worry about it [cover your mouth and laugh]"

"I don't care, I just want to cry and say what kind of fairy love this is!"

"He guarded him and they guarded us woo woo woo"

The floating and scrolling screen was glowing with light green light, together with those unexplained comments, it faintly reflected on Lu Qiao's quiet side face, and pierced into his naturally slanted eyes.

This kind of eyes is suitable for smiling, which can be soft and charming, or proud.

Only now he is expressionless.

He didn't turn on the light.

The skin is very fair, the lip color is thin, and at first glance it even looks a bit like a beautiful long-awaited ghost in the night.

"Do you think this still looks like me?" He suddenly said to himself.

Of course not.

Lu Qiao has always adhered to the principle of going to bed early and getting up early - staying up late is a great harm to beauty, and every noble Omega has been taught this way since childhood.

For a moment he thought nothing could disturb his sleep, and of course, if Lance wanted to, that was all right.

Appearance is not as important as the company and reunion with your lover.

But, but.

Just like tonight, a person stands in front of the screen, confused and stunned, trying to figure out what his alpha is doing through other people's news—sounds like the ancient Omega in the history books who was thrown away by her husband in the deep house compound.

It's ridiculous.

This is not him.

The words self-pity and self-pity should not exist in him.

He flicked on the light.

Twelve midnight.

This is not too late in the eyes of most young people, but it is obviously not a normal working time.

Lu Qiao sent a few emails, then immediately changed clothes, and dressed up quickly and delicately.

When he sat in his study, Guangnao had already received the video message.

From his agent and assistant.

"Gentlemen, if you excuse me," he sat upright in the study room, with thick curtains covering the night, his whole body was spacious, bright and warm, with bright makeup and radiant looks, "However, I hope you can speed up the progress."

Mr. Manager's hair style is meticulous, and there is no sleepiness at all:

"You mean to keep up with the progress of the Seventh Star Army?"

"Better so."

it is as expected.

Anthony looked at Lu Qiao across the screen, not surprised at all.

As a good agent, he must of course know the expectations of his employers well.

Anthony is very dedicated, and he knows that the essence of this job is to respond with a hundredfold spirit immediately whenever the employer needs it.

Not to mention twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, it's the same at four o'clock in the morning.

In fact, so he is considered easy among his peers.Compared with other omega who attend various fashion weeks and jewelry exhibitions from time to time, Lu Qiao can be said to live in seclusion - basically Anthony only needs to follow the steps and does not need to do extra work.

Of course, given the huge assets under Lu Qiao's name, this ease can only be said to be relative.

But it's a good job.

The salary is generous, the standards are clear, and it comes with the aura of working for the top nobles.

Lu Qiao is also a very good employer, all communication is concise and efficient, and he says what he says.

If there was anything that made Lu Qiao change his mind again and again, it must be something related to General Lance.

"I have learned that the Seventh Star Army will return to the Seventh Star overnight," Anthony said quickly and without haste. "It is said that there is a sudden problem with the security system--it is not clear how. Anyway, they are already on their way home now." en route."

"I will arrange a dedicated flight for you immediately. Unfortunately, since it is not the working hours of the Seventh Star Government, it may not be until nine o'clock tomorrow morning to obtain the official permission."

"Permission? There are still departments that do not provide night service?"

"Yes, due to the particularity of interstellar routes, this is the custom."

Because the time of day and night of each planet is different, when it comes to visa issuance services for interstellar voyages, each planet adopts the uniform time of the empire, which is the star time of the imperial capital.And, to avoid confusion, the administrative traffic application service is only available during certain hours of the day.

"...otherwise the information system will be overloaded."

"Inefficient and lazy government."

Lu Qiao muttered, and quickly raised a standard smile, "Then leave on time at nine o'clock tomorrow morning—do you need me to do anything?"

"You just need to take a good rest for the next nine hours," Anthony said with a firm tone, and then made a small joke, "Of course, if you are willing to give me a little year-end bonus, I will be very happy."

"Your salary will match your job." Lu Qiao nodded slightly and closed the call.

He started packing his clothes.

The temperature of the seventh star is lower than ten degrees Celsius all year round, and the humidity is extremely low. It is obviously not a habitable star.

But what does it matter.

At nine o'clock the next day, Lu Qiao stepped onto the interstellar transport ship on time.

Anthony was there early, with his six-year-old son.

"Because the civilian line is closed, we are actually taking the warship line," Anthony explained. "In order to speed up the progress, there may be a jump in the middle of the route. If you are not comfortable—"

The hull suddenly began to shake.

"Don't worry, this is normal..." Anthony hugged his son, "We have prepared anti-vertigo drugs."

"No need," Lu Qiao said with a pale face, holding onto the armrest, "I can bear it."

"If the kid feels bad," he looked at the kid in Anthony's arms, "I still have some candy-flavored medicine—well, I mean, I'm sorry for making such a small kid suffer."

He hadn't expected Anthony to bring the baby with him.

"I'm not afraid!" The child's voice was crisp, and his eyes sparkled, "I want to visit my mother with my father!"

"His mother is on the seventh star." Anthony patted his head and smiled at Lu Qiao. "If it weren't for this ship, our family would have to be reunited next year."

The hull suddenly buzzed.

"Resonance?" Lu Qiao felt a little palpitation.

"It seems that you did well in high school physics." Anthony sat down with the child in his arms, and joked, "I haven't forgotten it after so long."

"It's not just high school," he chatted, "I majored in mechanical design in college."

"I thought an Omega like you would study art..." Anthony was a little surprised, "I remember that St. Mary's College doesn't seem to have a mechanical design major?"

St. Mary's College, a traditional high school for noble omega.

A paradise of art and literature, history and philosophy.

"I'm not studying there," he whispered. "I'm at Calfort."

"Galford... oh!"

"—I got into the college entrance examination." He looked up at Anthony, who was hesitant to speak, and added, "Unfortunately, I am not a believer in the goddess of St. Mary."

St. Mary is the goddess in charge of art in the legend of the imperial capital, and it is also the origin of St. Mary's College.

And Calfort University is named after a famous scientist in space science. It can be called the top temple of science and technology in the imperial capital, and everything is professional and technical.

Correspondingly, unlike St. Mary's, which is almost composed of noble Omega, the vast majority of Calfort's students come from the examination and selection.

Maybe these commoners will become new nobles in the future, and the empire values ​​scientists very much.

Therefore, it is easy to be suspected that an Omega like Lu Qiao entered Calfort.

But he did pass the general examination, and he didn't have any extra points for the application project.

"Oh!" Anthony quickly adjusted his expression, "So you and my wife are alumni."

"Really?" His body shook with the shaking of the ship, and he smiled, "What a coincidence."

"My wife said that the Ginkgo Avenue in Calfort is beautiful, and the Imperial Military Academy is next to it..." Anthony suddenly shut up.

He seemed to understand why Lu Qiao worked so hard to get into Calfort.

When General Lance was a student at the Imperial Military Academy, he broke almost all records in individual events during actual combat training, and became famous in one fell swoop, unparalleled in the limelight.

Until now, his meritorious deeds are completely worthy of the reputation that has spread since he was a student.

It seems that Lu Qiao got married right after graduating from university?

Anthony consciously found something, but he didn't say anything.

He didn't respond either, just smiled.

The ship shook more and more violently.

"This is the last leg."

"I'm fine." Lu Qiao grabbed the armrest tightly, her lips were getting whiter and paler, but her face was quite calm.

His employer is not as delicate as his beautiful appearance.Anthony realized it again.

The starship sailed into the seventh star port.

It is already night.

"This is the entrance to the North District, and that building is the Seventh Star Military Base," the driver introduced to them, "Your residence is in the East District, and I will drive you there right away."

"Can't we go to the military headquarters first?" Lu Qiao held the small cup in both hands and took a sip of hot water.

"Sorry, the Seventh Star Military Department has strict regulations. After the curfew, any non-military vehicles are not allowed to enter the North District—even vehicles from the capital of the Seventh Star."

This regulation is quite overbearing.

But obviously, the toughness shown by the Seventh Star Army in repelling the Zerg is enough to silence those who disagree.

"Then I'll walk over, it's not against the rules."

"Ah, of course, it is not illegal," the driver stammered, "but, but..."

Which seventh-star resident would walk into the military-administered northern region on a cold night?

"Then I'll go over there," Lu Qiao sent a message with his optical brain, "Don't pick me up tonight, see you tomorrow, gentlemen."

He gathered his scarf and walked into the night of the seventh star.

Lance didn't lie to him, the Seventh Star was dry and cold, with strong wind and sand.

Lu Qiao closed her eyes.

The wind blows, and the eyes are a little dry.

He bet his face was blown red, even kind of chapped.

When he walked slowly to the gate of the base, the gate of the base opened in response.

In the blink of an eye, a shuttle-shaped aircraft flew over like lightning.

Blue Bridge.

"Arriving so soon?"

This embrace of Lance spans thousands of light-years.

"Ah."