The whole empire is bringing us together

Chapter 41 Wood

Quint was lying on his side, and Hyperion propped his head behind him with one hand, stroking the line of the sunken waist when he was lying on his side, then brushed his hip bone, and continued down.Quint still felt itchy where he touched it, but he was so uncomfortable that he really didn't want to talk, he just moved to express his protest.

Soon he fell asleep again under the influence of the drug. Hyperion heard the people around him breathe gradually and steadily, and the defenseless nape of the neck was exposed to him in a gesture of absolute trust. It was a sweet temptation, but also Wordless test.

He kissed the back of Quint's neck lightly, got out of bed quietly, went to the kitchen for a while, left Quint's house, and returned to the military headquarters.

Admiral Sherwood has led the army to the planet Agares after a space jump and a few days of trading. At this time, he is asking the local government about the disappearance.After reporting to the emperor, he contacted Hyperion through a private channel.

Turning on the holographic projection in the office, the first thing that catches the eye is the ten-meter-tall male statue behind Wood. Lian's lips twitched.

Sherwood is standing in front of it and posing for his lover to take pictures. The young colonel is wearing a black military uniform. He is not as strong as Sherwood, but he is not weak. Although his complexion is heavy, he can still see obvious blush. He is at a loss and whispers Said: "Don't take pictures, what's so good about this one."

"This is a rare sight in the entire universe! I promise I won't find another planet like Agares. It's hard to come here once. How can we do it without leaving some souvenirs?" Sherwood grabbed it With his waist, he made a scissors hand to the spherical camera floating in front of him.

Hyperion looked like he wanted to shake his head. If it wasn't for the fact that he was an admiral of the empire, Sherwood, who has always been so open to ordinary people, would probably be able to strip off his clothes neatly and go to the local parade.

The colonel sighed silently, and let him pose for a photo. Sherwood put away the video camera contentedly, and said to Hyperion, "This place is suitable for bringing your wife. It's so cool."

The colonel muttered something in a low voice, as if to say that he was not his wife, and Wood kicked him with a smile: "It's okay, you're not me, are you satisfied now?"

"Don't provoke me." Hyperion was about to be blinded by their fancy show of affection, and couldn't help interjecting: "Be careful what kind of beastly behavior you provoke me, Quint asked you to settle the score .”

"Anyone who doesn't know you, just talk about it, so they don't dare to do anything to the chief." Sherwood mocked Hyperion, and finally got down to business: "You have met their Pope before, and you feel that person How about it?"

"Madman." Hyperion summed up his first impression of the Pope in one word: "It may also be the reason why I can't understand their teachings. Anyway, I think that person is a pure lunatic."

"I just met with White Fung, the administrator. I haven't had time to see him yet, but something is wrong with the administrator here." A cat-eared orc girl in scantily dressed clothes walked by, and Sherwood stretched his head to look at the two. Just as he was about to whistle, the colonel grabbed his ears and turned his head: "Old White has been working here for 15 years. It stands to reason that the transfer deadline should be reached. Why are you still here?"

"I asked Hansen about this before, and he said that Agares was originally transferred every ten years according to the regulations, but several of the newly transferred people were not suitable for the local conditions and customs there. He succeeded."

"It's too much. The customs here are not good. Isn't it just a little more open? Those civil servants just want to save face, and they don't know who in private." Talking about the business Sherwood opened It's a private encrypted channel. Others can't even see his mouth shape when he speaks, and even the senior colonel who is close by him doesn't know what he is talking about.He took the colonel's hand and walked slowly towards the place where the army camped.

"Only you can adapt there without any buffer, okay?" Hyperion saw a man dressed as God Pan passing by the colonel, reaching out his hand to wipe the colonel's crotch, but the colonel remained calm Dodge sensitively.

Sherwood didn't notice his lover's small movements. He shook the hands they held together like a kindergarten kid. Although his face was unserious, his eyes were cold and stern: "Although there is no flaw in White's words, but I just look at him. I feel that something is wrong. The old man definitely knows something about the collective disappearance of the army. He has been here for so many years and has a close relationship with the local residents. So, I have to take someone to ask later."

Hyperion nodded: "Ask, you have to take a measurement and register to see the Pope. I hope you can meet him smoothly."

"You can see him, why can't I see him? Who doesn't know who he is when he takes off his pants."

Hyperion gave a short laugh, and muttered in an extremely low and vicious voice: "You have never used that thing before."

Sherwood heard it clearly, and instantly frowned: "Hyberian, please tell me clearly! What do you mean I have never used it! The one who has never used it is obviously you, okay! You are still an old virgin at 43 years old, you can't lose it!" What a shame!"

The colonel didn't understand why he suddenly became angry when he was fine just now, he was startled, and hurriedly smoothed his hair.Sherwood jumped in anger, shared the channel with the colonel, and asked, "Tell him, did you enjoy the two times I was on it?"

Colonel: "..."

The expression on the colonel's face was so wonderful that one could understand at a glance how much psychological shadow that incident had left on him. Hyperion couldn't help laughing after seeing it.

Sherwood and the colonel are a well-known pair of model AA couples in the empire. Even though Hyperion has never been very interested in other people's private lives, he knows a little bit about it, but it does not include the fact that Admiral Wood was forced to go down because of his poor life.

The general lost face, the general felt unhappy, he glared at the colonel, and said viciously: "Let go! Don't hold me!"

The colonel looked innocently at the hands that were still tightly held by the two: "I let go, it's because you refused to let go."

Hyperion laughed so hard that he almost lost his breath, and Sherwood hurriedly pressed the tiny earphones and said to him, "Don't laugh! Wait until you get married and see if I don't make trouble for you."

"Come on, make a fuss, as long as you don't annoy Quint, I'll let you go." When the place where the army temporarily lives over there enters the camera, Hyperion calms his expression and stops talking nonsense with him: "There are a lot of weird things over there. , must pay attention to safety."

"I know, I know, it's okay for Mia to say this, why don't you come here, it's like giving everyone to an old lady." Sherwood waved his hand, his face was full of displeasure: "Hang up, go to the Pope, everything will be fine in the future." Don't call me, I'm annoying you to death, an old virgin who is dissatisfied with desire is unreasonable."

Hyperion, dissatisfied with desire, old virgin, General Morse, was simply cut off by him, shrugged his shoulders, and did not care about the fried hair creature, and went to study how to woo Quint seriously as soon as possible up.

At the same time, Quint woke up from the bed sweating profusely. He felt a little sick from sleeping too much. He raised his hand and touched his forehead. His forehead was cold and cold. The fever had completely subsided, and his throat felt much better because of the medicine he had taken.

Hyperion had disappeared, Quint turned over, and the sheet beside him seemed to still smell of Hyperion.He buried his face in it, took a deep breath, and instantly felt relieved.

Immediately after he realized what he was doing, he cursed secretly with red ears, took a final breath, and quickly smoothed the quilt with his hands, as if nothing happened.

After getting up and changing into clean clothes, Quint finally felt hungry. When he entered the living room, he immediately saw the sticky note that Hyperion had pasted on the head of the home robot.

"The rice is in the incubator, take it out to eat when you are hungry."

— Hyperion

Tearing off the sticky note and putting it in the book on the table, Quint went into the kitchen and opened the incubator. The porridge and vegetables were still hot, which was exactly what he liked to eat.

His taste has changed a lot compared to 20 years ago, presumably Hyperion has noticed it again.The appearance of the dish was not bad. When Quint tasted it, the taste was as bland as if it had been boiled in plain water. For a while, he thought that there was something wrong with his sense of taste.

He smacked his lips in doubt, and took another sip of the porridge that Hyperion bought in the morning, and now he was finally sure that it wasn't something wrong with his sense of taste.

It's that Hyperion cooks without salt.

No matter what, everything was developing in a good direction, and about ten days later, the preliminary observation period ended, and Hyperion went to the White Tower for a full-body examination, and got the result that his genetic breakdown process had indeed been completely suppressed.

Burke, like other researchers, was so shocked that he couldn't even speak smoothly. Rory patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and sighed: "His Highness Connor and I also had the same reaction before, and we are fortunate to witness the birth of a new miracle in medicine." , the professor’s trip to the empire is worthwhile.”

Burke shook his head: "It's my responsibility to come here to treat the general. No matter what the result is, it is meaningful to come to the empire. No, I have to look at the genetic map again. This is really amazing. There are targeted drugs. Such a great effect."

"Yes, if it can be confirmed through a large number of clinical trials that its effects on generals are not due to individual differences, another incurable disease will be overcome by humans." Rory was gearing up, extremely excited: "It seems that he has been busy again for a while. gone."

It was the end of June, and the final exams for this semester of the merit-based program began. Hyperion was in charge of the Alphas' wilderness survival exams, and was their instructor. There was also an instructor accompanying them, but it hadn't been decided who it was.

It wasn't until the day before his departure that he went to the military academy for a meeting. Originally, he and Quint wanted to say goodbye at the school gate after eating together, but Quint followed him into the conference hall with a smile. Only then did Hyperion know that the mysterious instructor was Quint.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Sitting side by side with Quint in the third row, Hyperion asked in a low voice.

"I want to give you a surprise." Quint nodded to an acquaintance, and smiled softly at Hyperion, "If I hadn't had to come to the meeting, I'd still like to show up in front of you tomorrow when the time and place arrive."

The author has something to say: Tomorrow's field survival test, the first small climax will start

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