Laid-off guide is a cat wife

It is not surprising to see so many exaggerated dog decorations along the way, and then to see a dachshund striding into the hall.

But Xue Fang and Miao Xun turned their attention to the man following the dog at the same time.

He is more than 50 years old, with a clean face and no extra beard, high nose bridge and thick eyebrows, slightly white hair roots, and a tall and straight figure. It can be seen that he lives a self-disciplined life.

"Hello, patriarch." Out of politeness, Xue Fang greeted him first.

The middle-aged man didn't respond, but gave way unexpectedly, lowered his eyes, and respectfully said: "This is the patriarch."

Xue Fang followed his gaze and saw the friendly dachshund showing its white teeth.

dog?Patriarch?Are you serious?

The dog then spoke, in a very cheerful tone: "Don't worry, you are not the first pair of people who made a mistake, and you will not be the last batch."

The middle-aged man straightened his back, and wrapped him in a black suit with a serious look, "This is the patriarch Gou Yun, and I'm his housekeeper Le Wei. The patriarch loves dogs very much, so he implanted his brain into the dog's body, please don't take offense .”

"Hahaha I have to trouble the butler to explain it to me every time."

"This is my duty." The butler Weng said.

Xue Fang couldn't understand this approach: "Why don't you use a 'little green card'? If you want to experience the life of a pet dog, it may be more convenient to download it with a consciousness carrier?"

The dachshund bumped its short legs and led them out: "You are the first person to ask me this question. In return, I can tell you: the flood and abuse of information is very dangerous. I was in the accident Losing my body in the process, many people suggested that I put my brain into a prosthetic body and use the 'little green card' as a neural memory—”

The dachshund turned its slender head and grinned, "But what if someone pulls out the 'little green card' and downloads all my life's memories to pretend to be me? Compared to this terrible risk, I I would rather put my brain into a dog's head. After all, the 'little green card' cannot be used on dogs."

Unexpectedly, the biggest reason why Gou Yun turned into a dog was to avoid the risk of memory being stolen.

Xue Fang and Miao Xun looked at each other, and at the same time saw strangeness in each other's eyes.Xue Fang continued: "With your financial resources, it shouldn't be difficult to get a fresh body. Since you don't like prosthetic bodies and don't want to change to human bodies, you just like dogs, right?"

"That's right, being a dog has much lower moral requirements than being a human being."

The rhetoric is not rough, and the dachshund immediately demonstrated this truth vividly with practical actions.

In the glass corridor full of artificial sunlight, it took a deep breath of light, suddenly stopped, jumped into a big bonsai, sniffed vigorously, pawed the soft soil twice with its black claws, raised its neck and shouted: " Levy, Levy!"

"Come right now, patriarch." The butler walked over in a trained manner, took out a black cloth from his arms, and shook it neatly to cover the dog's body.

Gou Yun's voice came from behind the cloth: "Can you bother to turn around? I have to solve it on the spot."

"Uh...Okay." Xue Fang pulled Miao Xun back, and within a few seconds, he heard the rustling of water splashing on the soil.

Miao Xun wrinkled the tip of his nose, and said in Xue Fang's mind, "The whole room smells like dogs."

"Okay." The dachshund stretched out its paw gracefully, and the butler knelt down on one knee to wipe the paw seriously.It jumped down, continued to lead the way, and introduced enthusiastically: "You two must have guessed that this is just my residence. After all, I am rich enough to bite the handkerchief and be jealous even to the imperial family."

"You are the same as the friends who came to me before, for two things: funds or weapons. I share the same goals with you and am willing to help you. As a friendly mutual aid among friends, I also hope that you can give me a helping hand. "

"A helping hand?" Xue Fang asked back.

"Yes, save me from the gap between the Federation and the Empire." The dachshund blinked its watery black eyes and said.

Xue Fang said calmly: "You are not in a weak position."

In fact, the Federation and the Empire have long feared the Semitics.Every time they want to find an opportunity to eradicate it, the "floating metropolis" can always cleverly use the high-level dissatisfaction between the two alliances, mediate it, and retreat unscathed.

The only thing that can be called weak may be that the "floating metropolis" does not have a planet in name, and cannot be recognized as a "country" in terms of interstellar law.

"Friends, we have been wandering in the universe for hundreds of years, and we also want to have a real 'home'." The dachshund said sadly, "No matter how much money we have, we can't buy real sunshine and soil."

Miao Xun had no expression on his face and complained to Xue Fang: "It's hypocritical."

Xue Fang quickly stroked the cat, smoothing the fur on his back, "Be patient, go back and eat cans."

Miao Xun stopped the dachshund, and typed directly: "Offer your conditions."

Gou Yun scratched the big ear pieces with his hind paws, and the dog grinned, as if smiling: "I treat everyone equally. Whoever helps me find the geographical origin of Shemixi first, I will satisfy the needs of those first. As for you Whether I want to destroy the world or benefit mankind is none of my business."

"Why search for the origin?"

"Why?" said the dachshund with a smile. "This is a wish that has been passed down in our family. We were born to find our roots."

Soon, Xue Fang knew what was going on with the "everyone" he was talking about.

They passed through the tunnel, and the front suddenly opened up, and a bright and bright underwater garden stood in front of them.The garden was full of people, murmuring and shouting.

After hearing a few words, Xue Fang was sure: half of the people here are researchers from all walks of life.

Geologists, archaeologists, biologists, and the most popular are historians, gather together and talk about the vertical development history of the cosmic wanderers.

The dachshund sighed and lay down on the ground, "The only thing the people they brought here is to eat, drink and quarrel for free." It raised one dog ear and stared at Xue Fang with dark eyes, "You seem to be from some kind of family too." coming?"

"I'm just a language guy." Xue Fang is habitually humble.

"Wang, I know, the translator."

"..." Do language learners despise even dogs? !

Miao Xun didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Gou Yun's gourd.Let him sneak into the battle, kill people and clear the field, and he can easily catch them.

And the study of historical origins?

The other party is obviously making things difficult on purpose.

The dachshund seemed to see what he was thinking, and comforted him in a loud voice: "No rush, I understand that there are specialties in the art industry. You can also spend money to hire some professionals like other people who come to me to invest, and let them relax. Here, I will treat you well."

Miao Xun frowned, typed and asked, "How long will it take to find this origin?"

According to the plan in the notes, he had to hit Yuesa hard before the counting of votes for the new round of federal elections started next month.

Facing his question, Gou Yun said "Wow, woof, woof!" three times in the garden.

When they heard the dog barking, hundreds of people shut their mouths at the same time and formed a circle in front of the dog.

"Can someone give a progress report?" the dachshund asked, stretching its neck.

An elderly female historian wearing thick-bottomed glasses said slowly: "We have said many times that the Semitic people have a history of 100 years, and we need to wait for biologists to test the DNA to determine which planet the earliest people belonged to."

The dachshund put up its paws, "Where are the biologists, tell me what you think."

The biological team said excitedly: "We have made a major breakthrough and narrowed the range of DNA samples to 60 planets, but 15 of them have been destroyed, and some relics require material archaeologists to go to the site for investigation."

The dachshund head turned to the other side, and the named archaeologists were there, "We are organizing personnel and formulating an investigation plan. It is tentatively scheduled to depart for the suspected galaxy in 3 months. If there is no accident, we will be able to do so in another 10 years." The truth came out."

10 years.

How many 10 years can there be in life?

This group of people get together and throw questions around like kicking a football. Even if there is a discussion meeting every day, it is impossible to reach a conclusion in 20 years.

Moreover, it is no exaggeration to say that the chance of studying the dynastic history is lower than that of winning the lottery.

As early as 100 years ago, for political purposes, the Federation and the Empire jointly organized a large-scale historical compilation work.It not only deleted a large number of documents that were unfavorable to its own side, but even tampered with history, confused events, forged and beautified the history of the universe.

The appalling "wilderness massacre" in history, in which 40 supernatural beings were said to have died, has gradually faded from people's memory.

Under the circumstance that the existing information is not true or false, and the previous research is seriously broken, if you want to find out the movement trajectory of the Semitic people during the period of great turmoil, you don't care about nonsense and fantasy on paper.

Moreover, after six generations of development, the Semitic people have mixed ancestry, and it is difficult to screen out the real place of origin by checking DNA.

Unless you go back to the source and sift through the planets one by one——

Then I don't know how many years it will take.

In short, the dachshund has lost a deadlock here that no one can solve.

Miao Xun thought that he should stop the loss in time and find another way.

"Miao Xun."

"Ok?"

Xue Fang asked him seriously: "What support did Sausage promise to give you before?"

Maybe he can.

Miao Xunding stared at him, and said silently in his mind: "Weapons. I need to get particle weapons of mass destruction, and they must be quietly transported into the Federation. They have weapons, they have ways, and that's it."

Weapons... This Xue Fang really has nothing to do, his relationship is in the legal and political circles, and has nothing to do with the military.

But if he can get the fire support from Shemixi, Miao Xun can get rid of the boss one day earlier and live peacefully with him.

"Xue Fang, I'll find another way." Miao Xun pulled the guide to leave.

"Wait a moment."

The guide grabbed Miao Xun instead, and turned to smile at the dachshund: "The team leader knew from the very beginning that I was the last piece of the puzzle."

The dachshund half squatted on the ground, his eyes narrowed from a smile.

"Professor Xue's name has been admired for a long time."

Miao Xun's heart trembled.

"Tracing back to the source, I can do it. There are tens of thousands of planets in the universe, and there are only 1496 existing languages. Give me a pure-blooded Semitic. In two months, I will build a corpus and use the remaining 1495 as etymology Learn to compare, draw out the 'isogram wave', sort out the genealogy tree, and leave it to you."

The historian was the first to jump out and retort: ​​"Analyzing 1495 languages ​​in two months is absolutely impossible! And after six generations of changes, the current Semitic language is very different from that of 6 years ago. Your hypothesis is more accurate than gene sequencing. It's outrageous."

Xue Fang half-closed his eyes and rubbed his fingertips lightly, "Yes, for an experienced team, it will take about 50 years."

The dachshund slapped his tail on the ground to applaud, "Great! That's all for that, but it looks like your partner can't wait two months."

As soon as Miao Xun was about to type, Xue Fang replied calmly: "Time doesn't matter, I'll see what he needs."

A reassuring reply.

But Miao Xun felt uneasy, and kept calling him in the mental realm: "Xue Fang, let go, don't, you have to agree!"

The guide had been exhausted like that before, and it was only half a day ago.Miao Xun doesn't know what tracing the etymology is, and just by looking at other people's reactions, he also knows that this is an extremely labor-intensive task.

He didn't want to wear down his guide too much, and if he wanted to damage it, he would damage himself.

Xue Fang gave him a comforting look, and smiled quietly: "Do you want it or not?"

"no, do not want!"

Once excited, it turned into a small stammer.

Xue Anxin has made up his mind, he has only suffered for more than a month, and in exchange for Miao Xun's lifelong freedom, it couldn't be more cost-effective.

What's more, he was guilty of being permanently bound to Miao Xun. From now on, he would use Miao Xun's spiritual domain to nourish his mental body and squeeze him fiercely, and he would owe him too much.

Now, he can ask openly: "Don't worry, you can try to repay me with your body."