The male protagonist I slag is reborn [Quick Transmigration]

"Hey, that can only be called in private. If you leave the Space-Time Administration in the future, you must not call it that." Hearing Lin Konglu's words, 0687 sweated slightly.

Indeed, many people in their Space-Time Management Bureau privately call that His Majesty a tyrant, and this has a long history.

More than ten years ago, the power of the main world suddenly began to drain, forming countless small worlds.But these small worlds cannot exist stably, and they often collapse as soon as they are formed. Not to mention wasting the power of the main world, the lives of the small worlds also suffer and perish.

The Time and Space Administration was established at that time to study how to manage these chaotic small worlds, so that they can develop in an orderly manner, smoothly transition from the primitive barbaric era to the civilized era, and it is best to feed energy back to the main world, but right here hour……

0687: "Our tyrant, ahem, no, our Majesty has succeeded. His greatest hobby is fighting everywhere, and his second hobby is to order people to mine power stones everywhere to provide energy for mechs so that we can continue Fight everywhere.

"Because the small world only absorbs energy, but does not feed it back, the quality of the energy stones produced by many mines in the main world has seriously declined. His Majesty directly ordered the ban on the Space-Time Administration, and cut off the connection between the main world and the small world. Let the small world Fend for itself, just in this crisis of life and death..."

"By chance, an employee of the Space-Time Management Bureau casually threw a novel into the energy drain of the main world, and then a miracle happened, and you found that the newly generated small world actually took the story of this novel as the core, directly Skip the primitive and barbaric era, form human civilization, and operate stably, without energy loss, and successfully feed back excess energy to the main world." Lin Konglu had no choice but to finish for it, "I know all these, let's just talk about the key points."

0687: "Hey, the point is that the Space-Time Administration will report the situation soon. His Majesty allows the Space-Time Administration to exist for another three years, but within three years, we must turn losses into profits, and the energy fed back by the small world is much higher than that of the main world. Lost energy, otherwise it will still be banned. Now that the three-year period is approaching, we have not yet achieved our goal, so we must work overtime, so that a small world cannot collapse."

"Including setting up a plot planning department to write scripts for the small world, but also making the main plot more and more cruel?" Lin Konglu asked curiously.

To be honest, whoever of them is a fast-moving member has never greeted the group of screenwriters in the plot planning department, whoever has never scolded the dog planner died again today.

"Yes, the small world revolves around the child of luck. Research has found that the more ups and downs the life of the child of luck is, the more stable the small world is and it is not easy to collapse." 0687 sighed, "Actually, the screenwriters don't want to write Knife, but there is no way."

"Oh." Lin Konglu nodded. He used to only travel through the world and collect points, but he really didn't understand these things.

"Then I stayed in this world for too long, is it also affected?" He asked again.

"Don't worry about it for the time being." 0687 has been bound to him for a long time, and he can understand his current thoughts to some extent. It is rare to comfort him: "That His Majesty went to attack a temple some time ago, and I heard that he was seriously injured and comatose. Will come to trouble the Space-Time Administration."

"The temple?" Lin Konglu murmured.

"It's a cult organization. It often engages in human sacrifices. It is said to enshrine some gods. It is a very old organization. But please, it's the interstellar era, and there are still people who believe in this. His Majesty led the army to attack. I heard that they worship The god in question was still a young boy, with red clothes and white hair, and extremely beautiful appearance, but he tried to seduce His Majesty, and was shot to death on the throne of God."

0687 talked a lot today, but after he finished speaking, he found that Lin Konglu's expression was empty at some point, and his eyes were not focused, as if he had fallen into a bewilderment.

"Host? Host?" 0687 called out to him in fright.

Lin Konglu suddenly came back to his senses, pressed his temples, frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I still want to ask you what's wrong?" The 0687 core has lingering fears. It has been bound to the host for so long, and it has never encountered such a situation before.

Lin Konglu's head hurt a little, he lost his mind for a moment, then shook his head and said, "It's okay, I just heard the story you told, and I think it's quite familiar."

"Oh." 0687 was not surprised, and said, "Maybe you were there at the time. I found you near the temple and bound you. It's a pity that you lost your memory and don't remember anything."

That being said, 0687 thinks it's good that the host has amnesia.

When it found the host, the host was only a conscious body, which meant that the body had already died.It guessed that the host was probably a poor man who was kidnapped by the temple and died accidentally in that war.

Alas, speaking of it, the host works so hard to travel through the world and earn points, isn't it just to redeem a bionic body so that he can live in the main world like a normal person?It was almost a success, but it was a pity that there was a second strategy and it fell on Lu Ci.

0687 thought of this, and couldn't help sighing: Lu Ci, Lu Ci, you must be nice to the host, the host doesn't even want points for you.

Just as he was sighing, Lu Ci finished finishing the finishing work of the base and came back.

As soon as he got in the car, he noticed that Lin Konglu's complexion was not very good, so he couldn't help touching his forehead, and asked worriedly, "I'm not feeling well? Was it just in the laboratory..."

Lin Konglu grabbed his hand, shook his head, and asked, "Are those clones destroyed?"

Lu Ci nodded, "Yes".

Lin Konglu breathed a sigh of relief, then leaned into his arms, hugged him, and said softly, "Let's go back to Capital Star."

It made him a little uncomfortable here.

Lu Ci noticed that he was uneasy, and kissed him lightly on the brow, and said softly, "Okay."

Lin Konglu nestled in his arms, inexplicably feeling at ease.

In the main world, a certain secret base——

"No. 1 is dead, mission failed."

"Lu Renjia? Let him go again."

"Is it a complete failure, and the consciousness is obliterated?"

"what?"

"The power of God was detected, was it done by God?"

"Impossible, God has fallen."

"It may be the tyrant who seduced the gods, and the gods gave him power."

"Damn it, let that tyrant escape again."

After Lu Ci and Lin Konglu returned to Capital Star, they started preparing for the wedding again.

Lu Ci planned to sell the villa and buy another one because it was unlucky.

Lin Konglu was speechless, and asked, "Where is it unlucky?"

Lu Ci: "Since we bought this villa, there have been various misunderstandings between us. Either I misunderstood you, or you fell down the stairs, and it all happened in this villa. It can be seen that Feng Shui here is not good."

"You... a federal colonel, you actually believe this?" Lin Konglu's expression was indescribable.

Lu Ci: "'It's better to believe it than to believe it', this kind of thing itself is very mysterious. Besides, we can all be reborn, what else is impossible?"

Lin Konglu: "..." Actually, our rebirth may not have anything to do with metaphysics, but has something to do with the restart of the world by the Space-Time Administration.

"I don't think so." Lin Konglu shook his head and said, "I think we had a good relationship on the surface before, but in fact there have always been hidden dangers. We are all lying to each other, and we don't have the same mind. We bought this villa. In the end, all contradictions surfaced, and it seemed that some bad things happened, but in fact the results were all good, and..."

He suddenly hugged Lu Ci from behind, tiptoed into Lu Ci's ear, and whispered, "I like this place very much, this is the first gift you gave me."

Lu Ci's eyes moved slightly, he turned around and kissed him, and said hoarsely, "Okay, then I won't change it."

In fact, the first gift was the knife, but both of them tacitly didn't mention it, maybe it was too savage.

The wedding was held three months later, during which time Song Qingxu transplanted a mechanical spine and bionic nerves to Lin Shuangluo, allowing him to stand up again.

On the day of the wedding, he and Father Lin held his younger brother's hand and solemnly handed him over to Lu Ci.

When the rings were being exchanged, Lu Ci's hands trembled slightly. When the master of ceremonies shouted, "The groom and the groom can kiss", he hugged Lin Konglu tightly, his eyes were moist, and said softly, "I finally married you back."

In the past and present, the love of the two lifetimes finally had a good result.

Lin Konglu also hugged him, and after an unknown amount of time, the two separated, looked at each other with a smile, and then kissed deeply.

Back at the villa at night, Lin Konglu drank some wine and got a little tipsy.Seeing the piano in the corner of the living room, he suddenly said, "I want to play a tune for you."

Lu Ci looked at him deeply and didn't speak, but his eyes answered everything.

Lin Konglu sat in front of the piano by himself, his fingers skilfully flying over the keys, and it was still an emotionless tune.But he hummed softly with the tune, and the sound he hummed was full of love.

Lu Ci was slightly taken aback, and finally understood that the young man didn't have no emotions when playing the piano, but that he didn't know how to convey his feelings with the sound of the piano.

It turned out that he misunderstood again.

The boy in the previous life went to propose to him, and when he played this piece of music, he must have conveyed his love, but he didn't know.

After Lin Konglu finished playing, he turned around and asked, "Do you know why this piece is called "Confession"?"

There was deep love in Lu Ci's eyes. He got up and walked over slowly, and said in a low voice: "It is said that there was a king who was seriously injured during the battle. An elf in the forest turned into a girl to save him. The king fell in love with the girl. But dare not express it, so I created this song to test, and hide all my love in the song..."

After finishing speaking, he himself was stunned, why did he know this story?

Lin Konglu was also surprised and asked, "How do you know this story?"

Obviously this world does not have this song, nor this fairy tale.

"I seem to have heard it from someone." Lu Ci frowned.

Lin Konglu: "..." Coincidentally, I seem to have heard someone say it too.

Lu Ci thought about it for a while, but couldn't remember it, so he just gave up.

Seeing that Lin Konglu was still thinking, he stepped forward and put the person between himself and the piano, and asked in a low voice: "On the wedding night, do you really want to waste time thinking about this matter?"

Lin Konglu: "Huh?"

He seemed to smell a hint of sweet and sour plum wine.

Lu Ci leaned forward to hold him steady, and said in a hoarse voice, "Actually, when I first bought the piano, I wanted to press you on top of it. To do this..."

Lin Konglu: Mr. Colonel, you suddenly seem like a ghost.but……

he likes.

Lin Konglu also circled Lu Ci's neck, raised his head and kissed back.The breaths of the two were intertwined, and the atmosphere was ambiguous, and soon the living room was filled with the sweetness of green plum wine and the sweetness of rose flowers.

The next morning, Lin Konglu opened his eyes on the big bed in the master bedroom, rubbed his sore waist, and sighed: "Mr. Colonel's physical strength is really long-lasting."

Last night, he just sighed. He heard that the mechanical spine developed by Dr. Song is very powerful. People who transplant mechanical spines in the future will definitely have a good waist.

Then something went wrong with Lu Ci, he had to compete with the machine and almost killed him on the bed.

0687 asked curiously, "It's really amazing? I watched the mosaic all night yesterday."

"Then you have to watch it for a few more nights." Lin Konglu said seriously, "I heard that heat will last for several days."

0687: "..." Please, I'm already mentally prepared to watch your mosaics often.

Lu Ci got up early in the morning and went to the kitchen to cook. When he came back, he was awake. In a happy mood, he went up to pick him up, kissed him on the cheek, and said, "Morning."

"Morning." Lin Konglu also kissed him lightly on the chin, then narrowed his eyes, and leaned lazily in his arms.

"Cough, does the waist still hurt?" Seeing this, Lu Ci felt guilty, and gently massaged him.

Lin Konglu opened his eyes, kissed him again, and said with a smile: "Mr. Colonel, you are so gentle."

The morning sun shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a warm golden color on them.