The Deputy Chief wished he could personally cut them down one by one right now.
His gaze fell on the few sunflower seed shells on the ground, his entire body radiating silent condemnation.
Although it involved Su Cha, Ji Tianjin spoke fairly: “You more or less brought this upon yourself.”
He insisted on taking Su Cha to hunt the criminal, even sat atop his spiritual body wanting to watch the other party toil, and privately prepared to use a recording pen… Summing up each matter, it was purely making trouble out of nothing.
The words struck right at the staff member’s heart. Sympathy aside, the patient was simply a troublemaker.
The other party involved had still not emerged from the bio-capsule.
Ji Tianjin guessed Su Cha was pretending to sleep and helped cover for him by changing the subject: “The scenery on the island is nice. Let’s go out for a stroll.”
When he saw that another bio-capsule was still lit, the Deputy Chief instantly understood everything. No wonder even doing a TCQ treatment hadn’t been peaceful, so Su Cha had participated in the entire process.
Worried about being misunderstood, the staff added a few more explanations: “Becoming bad and not pretending to be weak both violated the core principles and couldn’t be modeled. We could only ask him to personally play the role.”
The Deputy Chief seriously considered hiring a team of lawyers later to sue them to death.
At this time Ji Tianjin suddenly reminded him: “You still owe Su Cha ten thousand shouts to the sky.”
It would have been better not to mention it. The Deputy Chief’s head immediately began to ache. The name “Su Cha” was like a hidden incantation, easily throwing his mind into instability.
Everything in the virtual world began replaying uncontrollably in his mind. The Deputy Chief’s body swayed left and right like a duck, then finally stiffly fell over.
Ji Tianjin reacted quickly and pulled him back. Just as the others wondered why he had suddenly become so kind, Ji Tianjin frowned: “He almost succeeded in staging a fall.”
Given the Deputy Chief’s current position, if he fainted, he would fall right in front of Su Cha’s bio-capsule.
Half-conscious, the Deputy Chief couldn’t speak. With all his strength he curled the other fingers of his hand, leaving only one middle finger raised.
The staff called an ambulance to take him away. Of course, the Deputy Chief’s collapse wasn’t because of staging a fall, but the backlash of treatment failure. He would probably need to recuperate for several months before recovering.
Having also come out of the virtual world, Su Cha looked energetic and rosy-faced.
Ji Tianjin timely blocked the exit: “Settle the ticket fee.”
After agreeing on the price, sums of money were quickly transferred through the Universal Bank into Su Cha’s account.
Su Cha lowered his head and looked at the incoming amount: “Money is this easy to earn?”
Putting aside their work to watch the Deputy Chief’s treatment could no longer be described as mere boredom.
“Ones, tens, hundreds…” As Su Cha counted the balance in his account, something suddenly fell from the sky ahead, seemingly wrapped in spiritual power, descending like cotton.
The two exchanged a glance and carefully stepped forward. Finally, in a canal, they found a gold brick.
Su Cha looked up and unexpectedly caught a flash of golden light passing through the clouds. He reacted: “It’s His Majesty Sanses.”
So this gold brick was also a ticket fee?
“So generous…” He said thoughtfully, “If I put on a stage play next time and invite the Emperor and high officials to watch, would I earn a fortune?”
Ji Tianjin: “Perform what? The story of The Little Mermaid?”
If that were the case, everyone entering would have to sign a contract prohibiting the beating of actors. “No, I have another story I like very much, about family, called ‘Thunderstorm.’”
Not knowing what it was about, Ji Tianjin instinctively felt it would be better to stop him. He changed the subject and weighed the gold brick in his hand: “It can match all the ticket fees we collected before.”
Su Cha happily hugged the gold brick: “His Majesty is truly a good person,”
…
According to the original plan, they were to sightsee on Fukui Island for a day next. Unfortunately, plans couldn’t keep up with changes. That very afternoon, Su Cha received an urgent message from Mist Star, Cyril was about to enter a sleep lasting half a month, and he needed to return.
Upon learning that Su Cha was leaving, no one was happier than the Deputy Chief.
When the warship came to pick him up, the Deputy Chief even personally came out in his hospital gown to see him off.
Su Cha: “You’re too polite.”
The Deputy Chief was now too lazy even to pretend: “Only seeing you leave with my own eyes puts me at ease.”
Su Cha still had in mind the previously promised restricted scenic spots on Fukui Island. After confirming he could visit them next time as well, he finally boarded the warship at ease.
The scenery of Fukui Island was very beautiful. In the end, he wanted to take a photo to bring back and show Cyril.
“Don’t look back.” The Deputy Chief’s tone was somewhat tense. “Just keep walking forward. Don’t look back no matter what.”
“……”
After the warship had flown quite a distance away, Su Cha could still see a tiny black dot standing in place below through the window. He shook his head and shifted his attention to Cyril’s impending sleep.
Compared to the past, when he had gone into continuous dormancy for several years, half a month already counted as a very good situation. In fact, the number of times Cyril entered dormancy now was not many, indicating that his soul had grown stronger.
What Su Cha couldn’t figure out was the reason for suddenly calling him back. It was only a ten-day sleep, Cyril wouldn’t issue an urgent summons just because he missed him too much.
The warship traveled through the universe at top speed, arriving a day early. Cyril personally came to pick Su Cha up. The seasons on Mist Star and Galan Star were different; he was dressed rather lightly.
Upon seeing Su Cha, those naturally sharp eyes softened.
“I heard from Land that your trip didn’t go too smoothly.”
Su Cha carried hopeful optimism: “Next time for sure.”
After getting in the car, Cyril spoke of the reason for calling him back: “This dormancy is somewhat special. The date cannot be postponed. For the next half month, you’ll need to temporarily handle state affairs.”
Su Cha froze entirely.
“As for military affairs, no need to worry. Land has always been in charge. It just so happens there’s a foreign visit scheduled, you only need to show up briefly to go through the motions.”
In the past, Mist Star had remained in a semi-closed state. Only in recent years, due to competition over wormhole control, had it resumed external exchanges.
“What do I need to do?” Su Cha would not shirk the responsibilities he ought to bear.
“Enjoy good food.”
“Hm?”
Cyril: “Have a meal and send them off. I’ve already arranged the top chefs in advance. Many ingredients are imported and will be delivered in real time that day.”
Su Cha’s throat moved. “There’s no need to be so extravagant.”
Cyril’s face practically read ‘I just want you to eat the best,’ yet he said, “This is to demonstrate our importance placed on foreign guests.”
Land, who was driving and hadn’t spoken much, also nodded. “Your Highness has lost quite a bit of weight during this time in the Galan Empire.”
Visually estimated at least three hundred grams.
Cyril gave a more precise number, wrapping Su Cha lightly with telekinesis and weighing him: “Two hundred seventy-five grams.”
Su Cha: “……”
Ji Tianjin: “That number was also after rounding, omitting five milligrams.”
Su Cha’s eyelid twitched. “You weighed me too?”
When did that happen?
Ji Tianjin turned his head to one side and laughed a little unkindly. After a while, he said, “When you entered the bio-capsule, there was automatically recorded data on it.”
Su Cha had nothing to say.
Cyril then proceeded to explain a number of other matters. In summary, meeting times could be scheduled later so that after the meal there would be no need for excessive pleasantries; anyone truly unpleasant could simply be sent away.
When he saw the visit list, Su Cha was somewhat surprised: “The Zerg, Prit Star, and the Federation?”
The last one was completely unexpected.
“The Federation wants to smooth things over. This time they will certainly bring a large amount of resources. The new Federation President wants to use this opportunity to draw closer.”
Between planets, there were rarely absolute mortal-enemy relationships. The newly appointed one would only consider how to consolidate his position. He was even somewhat grateful to Mist Star, if Mist Star hadn’t secretly pressured the former president to step down, he would never have been able to take that seat.
After returning to the palace, Su Cha had originally thought Cyril would have much more to explain. Instead, he only told him to go back and rest early.
Su Cha didn’t need to memorize the process of the state banquet; Cyril had already explained the specific details thoroughly to Ji Tianjin.
Lying on the wide and comfortable bed in his room, Su Cha looked at the crystal chandelier above and deeply repented his own laziness.
“Although, that said, slacking off really feels great.” He rolled over on the bed.
On the other side, as if knowing what Su Cha was thinking, Ji Tianjin sent a message: “After Teacher wakes up, we can continue interstellar travel. This time you choose the destination.”
Ji Tianjin had indirectly found Su Cha a task that required almost no brainpower, ensuring he could be lazy and lazy with a clear conscience.
Sure enough, once he had something to do, Su Cha’s slight sense of guilt vanished. The steward brought him a cup of brewed black tea and ice cream. Su Cha ate while reading introductions to the customs and cultures of various planets.
The next day, Cyril officially began his ten-day dormancy, and the foreign guest reception date was set for the 25th, three days later.
The Zerg had a western expedition plan in the latter half of the year, and in addition, Lien was about to enter a new round of evolution, so the visit date could not be postponed. On the afternoon of the 25th, the Zerg warship arrived on time. The Federation and Prit Star were farther away and would arrive several hours later.
During the Interstellar Youth Competition, Su Cha had several interactions with Lien. This future king of the Zerg had a somewhat bad temperament, but was worth befriending.
The moment the hatch opened and he saw Su Cha, Lien enthusiastically flapped his wings.
“The official pleasantries can be skipped. Just take a few handshake photos.” He jumped down directly and walked over to Su Cha. When his gaze swept to Ji Tianjin, he spoke with some emotion: “I’ve heard about you two. When you hold the wedding in the future, remember to invite me.”
Su Cha nodded and added, “It’s still early.”
The legal marriage age across the interstellar regions was generally twenty-four, and in some places even thirty.
Lien raised his brows at Ji Tianjin and said in a low voice, “You’d better hurry. I heard the Federation specially selected quite a few handsome men and beautiful women to accompany this visit.” Whether in terms of status or healing ability, Su Cha was still considered a highly sought-after marriage alliance target in the eyes of the major forces.
Even though during the Interstellar Competition Su Cha had left psychological shadows on many rulers, it wasn’t they themselves who would be marrying, so who cared?
Ji Tianjin’s expression turned cold upon hearing this. He tilted his head toward Su Cha: “Search the Federation’s coordinates. Launch gui… nuclear missiles to persuade them to turn back.”
“……”
