All the stars want to be my owner

Moore suddenly felt uneasy in his heart.

In the center of the countertop, Vincent stood with a light curtain, and he still spoke generously and passionately, describing his plans for the future and his future scientific research plans.

But none of that appeased the B-group in the meeting, whose murmurs grew louder.

Finally, when Vincent stopped his eloquent speech and picked up a glass of water to moisten his throat, someone boldly raised his hand and asked the question that everyone here is most concerned about:

"...My lord, the empire is about to start attacking, what should we do?"

The people in Area C and Area D may not have a high status in the empire, and they are mainly assigned to the fifth and sixth galaxies.But as the second only to A-level core figures, B-level people are not only popular in the entertainment industry, but also have their own small careers.

If you line up well, you may even have the opportunity to follow the big names like Lan Ge and Zhang Yinuo to the first galaxy, and see the extravagant life of those big nobles.

It is precisely because they have seen it that they feel the power of the empire very clearly.

In the past, the Pure Blood Cult was extremely indulgent in the entertainment industry and in the imperial society, and nothing serious would happen. That was because the Bai family, the biggest relative of the royal family, was secretly manipulating it; Nobles dare to resist his majesty at such a time.

In this case, the Empire turned its sword against the Pure Blood Cult, which didn't even have the violent support of an army!

How does this make them feel at ease to listen to Vincent's grand plan?

Putting down the water glass, Vincent examined the apprehensive expressions of the participants.At this moment, his optical brain bracelet beeped.

He didn't even turn on his light brain to find out what happened, but immediately showed a satisfied smile.

The weird performance made Moore feel more uneasy.

He raised his eyes to look at the insiders in the field, signaling them to prepare for suppression.

"Why are you panicking? How can you serve our doctrine of 'pure blood' if you are so anxious about a little trouble."

Vincent turned on the light brain contemptuously, and projected the transmitted picture on the screen in a fair and honest manner.

In the picture, a set of clothes falls from the sky, and the white figure shoots through the line of sight like lightning, and runs straight to the unknown and dim space.

Vincent's language was a bit resentful, but at the same time there was a hint of pride: "Didn't the empire claim that the royal family would combine with animals and support hybrids? Now that the hostages and materials are in our hands, what reason do they have—"

--boom! !

Before Vincent could even finish his sentence, his body took off out of nowhere and hit the wall with great force, even creating cracks like spider webs.

There was a burst of screaming in the meeting room!

The crowd flocked to the door, trying to escape from the scene, but they were kicked to the knee by four insiders one after another, forced to kneel on the ground, howling like ghosts and wolves.

"Don't come here, woo woo, I surrender—"

"Let me go, let me go, I didn't incite fans, I really didn't do anything!!"

"Help!!!!"

In the noisy background, Moore, who had been silent all this time, caught up to the distance Vincent was knocked into the air, and when he was struggling to get up, he squeezed his neck tightly.

The palms tightened unconsciously, Moore's eyes dimmed, and his voice became hoarse due to tension:

"what have you done?"

The gradually thinning air allowed Vincent to make a whimpering sound, and when he was dizzy, he instinctively grabbed his hand tightly, but there was nothing he could do.

"His Majesty!!!"

The attendant's shout brought Moore back to his senses for a while, and then let go of his palm.

With the bruised finger marks on his neck, Vincent's sanity was a little blurry due to lack of oxygen.

But despite this, after hearing the question, he still answered with a smile, like a child eager to show off his novel ideas:

"What did I do? I put materials and things cats like into the spaceship!"

"——Elizabeth has proved the extreme response of Omega, how wonderful! Even if the pain reaches the limit, the weak Omega will only cry and shed tears, and will not resort to violence!"

"It's a pity that the old emperor died too early. He should have died later. But it doesn't matter, the little emperor must be watching here!"

Vincent is immersed in his "wonderful thoughts", and he doesn't mind sharing his happiness with others.

"The spaceship will launch in 10 minutes and his cat won't be able to get out!"

"His cat must die!!"

"As long as his cat and his soul die willingly, then I can observe the extreme reaction of alpha, and all research will finally achieve a closed loop!"

Vincent was so ecstatic that his facial nerves were a little entangled, and his face showed a terrifying expression:

"I'm such a genius!"

"I am a genius!"

Moore took a step back, those suffocating coercion suddenly disappeared.

He looked at the lunatic in front of him blankly, and the calmness that had brought him pain once again proved its effect.

Moore didn't make any more moves, as if he had returned to the cold-blooded emperor.

Sensing something was wrong, Vincent finally focused his gaze and looked eagerly at Moore.

"I knew you were here! Aren't you in a hurry? Are you in a panic? Your cat is dying!"

Moore turned around and ran to the door.His optical brain popped up automatically, and he was quickly arranging remedial measures.

"The ground is ready to respond. The space starship is ready to intercept. Call the nearest spacecraft and set off immediately in 3 minutes."

Vincent panicked.

He struggled to stand up, waving his hands to stop Moore.

"You shouldn't, you shouldn't be like this, you should go crazy, you should question me, you should break things, you should lose your mind, you should be so angry that you should kill me!! This is the closed loop, this is the right—"

The moment he stepped out of the door with windy steps, Moore gave the final order.

"Blind his eyes, break his eardrums."

Don't you want to observe his reaction?

He won't kill him.

He will only let him ask for nothing, and let him live in pain and despair all his life.

Qiao Qiao thought he would hesitate and be afraid.

But when he actually ran into the spaceship, his mind was completely clear.

Zhang Yinuo had already told him the route of the map, and all the passages of the spaceship were also open. He only needed to run to the main control room at the highest speed, pull out the optical brain containing all the data, and then run out.

Qiao Qiao didn't remember what was on the spaceship, he just kept running along the road.

For cats and cats, short-distance bursts can allow them to escape from the clutches.But long runs are a disaster for them.

The excessively long fur flutters with the wind, but it also hinders the heat from escaping: his ears become red and congested due to exercise, the tip of his nose loses moisture due to the heat, and his mouth opens involuntarily to breathe, just to dissipate the excessive heat. Get out.

Muscles were sore and revived again, and the excessive heat tempted the owner of the body to lie flat on the ground and feel the cold temperature.

But Jojo doesn't care about these.

There is only one thought in his mind:

——Brave cat, not afraid of difficulties!

He will never lose! ! !

Fortunately, no matter how long the passage of the spaceship is, it still has momentum.

Resisting the weakness of his feet, Qiao Qiao quickly scanned the main control room, and saw the optical computer wearing a red rope in front of the screen.

And the numbers on the big screen jumped for a second.

06:12

Biting the light brain, Qiao Qiao struggled to turn back.

6 minutes, more than half the time, he can!

He will not lose!Cats will never lose! !

Maomao, never·n·will·lose——

thump.

Without stopping the car under her feet, Qiao Qiao slammed her head against the door.

He didn't even care about the pain coming from his head, but anxiously scratched at the crack of the door with his limp and red paw pads.

"Meow-"

open the door—

"Ouch!!"

open the door! ! !

Obviously the time has not yet come!

"mum."

A white and brown puppet cat came through the gap.

With a graceful posture, he easily jumped to the table by the door, still biting his own optical brain in his mouth, and the countdown was clearly projected on the screen.

00:32

"Why did you close the door!" Qiao Qiao asked while scratching the crack of the door.

Because he was too tired, his meow could not even express his anger: "Obviously there is still half a minute!"

"You can't get out."

The puppet cat, or Nuozai, lay comfortably on the table, with its tail sticking out of the edge, flicking and flicking.

"The spaceship is forced to take off. When it takes off, it will destroy Area A of the base. In 30 seconds, you can't run out of Area A from the core area. If you leave this door, you will be burned to death."

Can't get out?

Qiaoqiao's swollen paws were pressed against the crack of the door, and he was a little overwhelmed by the news.

Will you die if you run out?

At the moment when he was in a daze, the spaceship shook violently, even shaking Zhang Yinuo down twice, and then there was the familiar feeling of weightlessness.

—The spaceship took off.

Zhang Yinuo thought that Qiao Qiao would cry, or would continue to scratch the door persistently, doing useless work.

But to his surprise, Qiao Qiao turned his head instead, first lying on the ground in a big character shape, then his chin was pressed against the ground, and his two blue eyes looked up at him.

The spaceship was still for a while.

Qiao Qiao asked him suddenly: "Why did you come in? Aren't you very good at the Pure Blood Cult?"

Grabbing information was the bait that Vincent made for him, so why did Zhang Yinuo get into this deadly game?The Pure Blood Cult obviously listened to him.

After regaining consciousness, Zhang Yinuo lay on his side with his ears pressed against the cold countertop.

"Is there any reason," the Ragdoll said calmly, "It's just that I don't want to live."

Maybe it's because of the imminent death, the puppet cat has a little bit of the same sense of belonging to this white cat that he has always looked down upon, and it seems that some hidden words will be more relaxed when spoken out, and the death will be happier.

Zhang Yinuo said: "Is pure blood religion good? Even protozoa with pure blood will be tortured as experimental subjects. Is pure blood good? It's obviously not good at all."

"In their eyes, I am a cat with pure blood, because I can be found in three generations, pure and noble. The person who picked me up also thought so." The puppet cat rested its head on its two paws that were close together, "It's great to be born with glory and wealth."

"But what's so good about the pure bloodline?"

Zhang Yinuo smiled, but there was no wave in his eyes: "Humans still say that three generations of close relatives will give birth to disabled children. Is it different for cats?"

"Because of the purity, there is a noble problem. The stomach is weak, and I have diarrhea when I eat anything; the heart is weak, and a little fright will make me feel uncomfortable; the immune system is low, and sneezing, vomiting, and illness are common. Of course, we have already compared each other. Cats of those breeds are much luckier, at least not in lifelong pain."

The puppet cat said lazily: "What's more, is pure blood useful? No matter how pure blood you have, you can only live under the care of the owner for the rest of your life. Life and death depend on their thoughts. Sick and abandoned cats are more There are countless—of course, this is not a sin unique to breed cats, pets are the same."

"But at least you are born free and capable, don't you?"

Qiao Qiao disagreed with him a little bit: "Although I agree with your views on pets, when it comes to the owner, I think it's people's fault, not yours."

Zhang Yinuo smiled: "Of course. But not everyone can meet good people."

"So, it is my luck to meet Yuyu."

"Then why don't you want to believe that Miss Sister is still alive?" Qiao Qiao didn't understand, "I saw her with my own eyes!"

"I also saw her failure to defrost with my own eyes." The puppet cat turned over and didn't want to pay attention to him, "I don't know where you got the fake news, but now, I just want to take her back to our Blue Star s home.

"So, you don't need to say, I'm very annoying."

Qiao Qiao didn't know how to get back his stubborn thoughts, and worried that the more he talked about him, the more rebellious he would become, so he could only keep silent for a while.

There was silence in the spaceship again.

After a while, Zhang Yinuo turned around again.

He even raised his head, his eyes full of curiosity: "Honestly, I'm very strange. Aren't you afraid?"

"There are not living people in this spaceship, but there are also people who are about to die. Are you not reconciled? Don't you struggle and beg me?"

The floor was heated to the same temperature, Qiaoqiao turned over and flattened again.

He said truthfully: "Don't be afraid, Moore will definitely save me!"

"That's right." Zhang Yinuo lay back down again, "The emperor wants to sit in the capital, he can't make it in time?"

Qiao Qiao shook his head: "No, the person who took me away—"

boom! ! !

A huge collision sounded from the door, and the whole spaceship trembled violently, almost throwing the two cats to the wall!

Zhang Yinuo sat up straight in surprise, but Qiao Qiao happily ran to the door and squatted down.

"It must be Moore who came to save me!"

"Oh."

Zhang Yinuo lay back lazily, and discussed with Qiao Qiao: "Can you ask them to fix the door after you leave? I still want to go back to Blue Star."

"this--"

Before Qiao Qiao could answer him, the door of the spaceship was forcibly opened a crack!

The door is connected to a special passage, and a group of soldiers are constantly putting pressure on the door, trying to make the gap bigger!

The puppet cat looked at the gap and reminded Jojo: "It's about the same size, you can go out now."

"Then what do you do?" Qiao Qiao was worried, "The door can't be repaired well, right?"

"Space junk." The puppet cat jumped off the platform and walked slowly into the spaceship, "I will return to Blue Star one day, right?"

Jojo hesitated.

Zhang Yinuo helped him, but also respected his choice.Shouldn't he reciprocate like this?

Even if the ending is death...

"Nuzai!!!!!!"

A piercing cry came from the other side of the door.

Almost the moment the door was broken open, a petite body squeezed through the gap, and rushed towards the puppet cat.

"Nuzai!! Mama is right here!! Don't run away, woooooooooo!!!"

The puppet cat froze in place, allowing the figure to pounce on him, then hugged him tightly, and even buried its face in his fluffy neckerchief.

...Fish?

Qiao Qiao watched the reunion of their master and servant, feeling a little envious in his heart.

He also wanted to hug and kiss Moore—

"Jojo."

"Meow?"

Qiao Qiao's eyes widened, his eyes circled around the top of the spaceship, and he met the figure that was also enveloped above him.

Moore knelt down on one knee, held his little head, and sighed softly after checking that he was not injured.

Then, Moore lowered his head and gently kissed his forehead.

"...you'll be fine."