Interstellar Reaper

Just as Jay thought, the application submitted by the military department for Lieutenant Admiral Bathgate to be promoted to the commander-in-chief of the Sixth Fleet was not approved by Congress. suitable candidates.

Just kidding, the Congress has long wanted to get involved in the army. Although they can't send people in directly, it is only good for them to support the generals who are pro-Congress.

It's just that everyone has been unable to decide on this candidate. Even in the Congress, the struggle between the various parties has never stopped, and this time is no exception.

"I estimate that this matter will have to drag on for a while." Jay looked at the latest report and smiled not too complacently, "Let them fight for it, as long as you give me enough time, it will be considered as a change of commander-in-chief , the Sixth Fleet is also ours."

Wells raised his hand and glanced at his friend who was a little too proud, with some helplessness in his eyes.

In many cases, Jay is more aggressive, ambitious, and undisguised than him. Perhaps this is what people of their age should look like, but in the eyes of the elderly, it is the frizz that should be removed. It should be a good experience, which is the main reason why his ability is not inferior to Wells, but he climbs slower than him.

In the eyes of the older generation, Wells' cold face is a calm expression, so sometimes style is really important.

"By the way, are you going home tomorrow?" Jay finally got over his excitement and began to focus on other things, "I heard that you are going to bring your boyfriend back this time? When did you get a boyfriend and didn't tell me? It's too Isn’t it interesting? It’s the one you asked me to help with identity registration last time, right? Although I’ve only seen his holographic image, he looks really beautiful.” Jay recalled that Wells Centennial It was a rare request. Although he had seen the holographic image of the other party at the time, Jay just glanced at it without being too curious. Now that he thinks about it, if he knows that it is Wells' object, he must study it carefully.

But even though he only glanced at it, the appearance of that person was indeed outstanding enough, which only made Jay even more curious about the background of the other party, who actually needed to apply for identity registration.

But Jay didn't ask too much about this point. If Wells wanted to talk, he would naturally tell him.

"I'm not dating anyone." It's not the first time Wells has denied this question, but obviously everyone doesn't think so.

"How is it possible? Arman said that you are living together now, what is it if it's not dating?"

Wells looked at his adjutant suddenly, and adjutant Arman, who had just returned from leave, looked away guiltily.

Wells felt that it was time for him to consider changing his adjutant. The first condition was not to talk too much.

"I just said, why do you arrange some guests at home? Don't you like quietness the most? I have never lived in your house. It seems that your relationship is really good. You will introduce me to each other sometime. Know?" Jay talked endlessly, of course he was happy that his friend had a lover, and he was also one of the people who worried that this guy would be lonely for the rest of his life.

Wells opened his mouth to explain, but Jay's expression told him that it was useless to explain. In order not to waste his words, he decided to ignore them and let them say whatever they wanted.

At least, with this wrong cognition, his mother will no longer think about introducing someone for him, right?

Thinking about it this way, I feel that this may not be a bad thing.

Seeing that Wells did not refute, Jay, who automatically took silence as his default, became more and more curious about Scutas who could make Wells fall in love. "How about I visit your house today, how about you introduce us?"

"No." Wells refused without thinking.

Just kidding, can that person introduce you casually?If possible, Wells didn't want Skutas to have contact with anyone around him at all. In his opinion, that was a very dangerous thing.

Although he himself admitted that the behavior of the Lord of Darkness who stayed at home recently made him feel a lot more at ease, and he also felt a little guilty and doubtful. His nominal guide arrangement is also very strange.

In fact, Skutas did not ask Wells to arrange a trip for him. There is no special reason, but he has been a little busy recently.

As a qualified superior, even if our Lord of Darkness never cares about things, he has to know what he should know about the various trends in the territory, especially Skutas also owns the world's most powerful Sources of intelligence - messengers who are almost ubiquitous and not discovered by humans or non-humans.

It can be said that the God of Darkness is omniscient, the only difference is whether he wants to know or not.

The anti-universe has been very lively recently. The treasure of the Supreme God has been spread in the anti-universe. The small movements of various races hidden under the dark curtain continue, but the unity that has reached an agreement on the bright side is unprecedented. In the past, there were always disputes. The life-and-death situation was almost wiped out, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the teleportation array in the Lost Swamp that no one could crack so far. Their goal was not only the treasure, but also the way to open the positive universe.

Skutas knew what happened at his door early on, but he didn't make any reaction. In fact, our supreme god, who is sometimes very naughty, is very happy that these people can enter his castle-at that time he will Sit on the throne and watch how these subjects react when they find out that the treasure they seek not only has an owner, but that the owner has been watching their jokes.

As for the fact that the dark races are exploring the positive universe together, Skutas also knows that although he doesn't really care about it, even if the God of Light is no longer there, the agreement made back then still has laws. Maintenance, as the only remaining living god in this world, Skutas must shoulder the responsibility of maintaining the rules, so stopping is inevitable.

But in the same way, as long as the protoss are not involved and the creation is not involved, it is also the rules set by the gods back then. The contradictory rules force Skutas before the dark race really opens the passage between the two universes. Can't stop it directly.

And when the passage is really opened, the God of Darkness, who can't exert all his power in the positive and negative universe, can't guarantee that he can easily solve this matter-if he doesn't grasp his power well, he may be the one who destroys the world.

Skutas felt that it was better not to worry about this kind of complicated problem, so he decided to leave this problem to others.

Unfortunately, in the positive universe, the only person Scuttas is familiar with and has some affection for is Wells.

Wells, who came home at night, was a little tired because of the hard work of the day. He took off his military uniform, bought a glass of wine for himself, and sat on the sofa. The appearance of leaning on the sofa, lazy and free and easy.

The little devil, who had been waiting in the living room following his master's orders, flew out of the darkness and conveyed his master's instructions to Wells.

"My lord told you to go to the room to find him when you come back~"

Although the little devil is small in size, his voice is not small. If the gentle and lovely voice is a good way to coax children before the race change, then after the change, the voice with a special trill is the one that tempts the soul to fall The best timbre sounds sincere, but it's actually dangerous.

However, such a voice is obviously not worth mentioning to Wells, who has to face a more tempting Lord of Darkness every day. Although he can't figure out why that person is looking for him, Wells still put it down. The wine glass, walked to the bedroom where Skutas lived.

The little devil didn't follow, he spun around the glass of beautiful red liquid on the coffee table a few times curiously, his ruby-like eyeballs twirled, and finally showed a weird smile, flicked his little hand, and the wine glass The liquid shook slightly, and then returned to calm.

After that, the little devil whistled and left as if nothing had happened.

Wells knocked on the door, and the door opened in response to the envoy's enchanting and beautiful figure.

Knowing that this beautiful succubus has a gender-difficult emissary in her body, Wells feels a little dazed every time he sees "her", and for Wells who once said something unpleasant by slip of the tongue, the emissary is also nothing favor.

[The master is still surfing the Internet, you go inside and wait for him. 】

Because of its body, the messenger doesn't want to make a soft female voice, so most of the time, it still chooses not to speak.

Wells walked into the room. This originally simple room has already changed its appearance. There are many weird and weird decorations in the mainly black bedroom. The big bed of the same color is equipped with the latest glasses-style network connection. Skutas, who was armed with weapons, lay down neatly, his body without ups and downs was like a corpse, but his sleeping state still made people unable to look away.

Like Jay said, beautiful.