The first world: The fallen general and his little robot doll. (17)

The system found the relevant fragments of the original text for Chu Shici, the man opposite was Zuo Ting. The senior executive of the branch of Eternal Life Science and Technology stationed on Desolate Star, responsible for managing the affairs of Desolate Star.

In the original text, he entered the night market by mistake and was besieged by alpha. Su Zheyan was the hero who saved the beauty, and Zuo Ting has been madly infatuated with him ever since.

The current situation does not match the original text, and what Su Zheyan said also does not match the text.

Zuo Ting was obviously stunned for a moment, he frowned slightly, and then chuckled, “This Mister must be joking. This is the latest data collector developed by our company. This is the first batch of products in my hand. Mr. Su probably made a mistake.”

He walked up to Su Zheyan, and tapped his finger on the button of Su Zheyan’s shirt.

The charming fragrance of omega makes the surrounding alphas move around. He is very beautiful, with fair and delicate skin, delicate eyebrows and eyes. The pale pink lips are slightly raised, as if they can hook people’s souls in.

Zuo Ting is a problem, Chu Shici was afraid that Su Zheyan would be confused by his beauty, so he quickly looked up.

Su Zheyan looked indifferent, even a little impatient. As expected of a male protagonist with no cp plot, no orioles and swallows* can catch the eyes of this steel straight B.

*(omegas)

Zuo Ting stroked the helmet and looked at him carefully, “What did Mr. Su mistake it for?”

That sentence just now seemed to exhaust Su Zheyan’s patience, he completely ignored the person in front of him, and tried to go around them again.

Zuo Ting was a little displeased, he raised his hand to grab the clothes on Su Zheyan’s chest, so as to stop him.

But that was when he felt that the feeling in his hand was not quite right.

There seemed to be something in the chest pocket, it was hard, the size of a palm, and it thumped when he grabbed it.

Intuition told him that this was a living thing. Zuo Ting took out the thing directly with quick eyes and fast hands.

It was a platinum-gold robot, and it was obvious that his master loved him very much. Not only did he paint small patterns on his body, but he also wore a fancy princess dress.

Zuo Ting felt a little regretful when he found out that it was just a retro children’s toy. He threw the robot away casually, and was about to continue to talk with Su Zheyan, when suddenly he saw a blur of something flash past in front of him.

The robot thrown into the air was firmly caught by someone, and at the same time, one hand grabbed Zuo Ting’s wrist. Pulling and twisting, Zuo Ting was firmly controlled by Su Zheyan in the blink of an eye.

He clasped his hands behind his back, and his throat was pinched by a pale and slender palm. The hand was still exerting force, and his face flushed instantly.

The whole process happened too fast, and the bodyguards didn’t even react until Zuo Ting’s face started to turn red.

They raised their guns nervously, but Zuo Ting became a hostage, and they dared not approach rashly.

Chu Shici lay on Su Zheyan’s shoulder, looking at him with bright eyes. The throw and catch just now made him feel like riding a jumping machine. It’s just that before he had time to be afraid, Su Zheyan saved him.

He looked at Zuo Ting who was almost strangled to death.

Say, why did you provoke him? Isn’t it good to just stay alive?

Taking advantage of when no one notice him, Chu Shici whispered to Su Zheyan: “Yan-ge, you are so handsome, I love you so much! When we go back, I’ll dress up for you, whatever you want!”

Su Zheyan: …

His eyelids twitched wildly, and his hands loosened unconsciously. Zuo Ting panted heavily, his body limp and his eyes blackened. If Su Zheyan hadn’t grabbed him, he would have collapsed to the ground now.

Chu Shici secretly climbed up to Su Zheyan’s collar, and slipped into his shirt along the clothes. It’s too slippery on the shoulders, too much movement, and he tends to fall off.

Su Zheyan ignored the little robot crawling around, he held Zuo Ting’s throat tightly, and whispered in his ear: “The empire once ordered me to lead troops to wipe out the clones, the new product you mentioned, I have already seen it a few years ago.”

He exerted a little force on his hand, and Zuo Ting couldn’t help shaking.

“That’s what you gave the clones to wear back then, and the empire didn’t care about it. Could it be that you think you can repeat past events so perfectly?”

While he was speaking, the buttons on his neckline were suddenly undone. A white-gold head poked out from inside, looking out curiously.

Due to the angle, Chu Shici could see most of Zuo Ting’s face.

He found that after hearing Su Zheyan’s words, Zuo Ting’s expression was shocked and bewildered, and then he fell into deep thought. This reaction was very strange. The reason why he was shocked may be that he didn’t expect Su Zheyan to know so clearly, but why was he at a loss?

After Zuo Ting signalled the bodyguards to put down their guns, Su Zheyan also let go.

Zuo Ting rubbed his bruised neck, “You care so much about that little robot? He is a toy of Eternal Life Technology. If you like it, I can give you a more advanced one.”

Chu Shici had already shrunk back into his clothes to hide, Su Zheyan looked down at the omega in front of him, “I don’t like others touching my things.”

Zuo Ting stretched out his hand as if trying to lift his chin, but Su Zheyan frowned and avoided it.

He didn’t insist, and pointed out: “Aren’t you afraid that I will settle accounts after autumn?”

Su Zheyan already has impatience written all over his face. He drew out a dagger and swung it to the side. A bodyguard screamed, a rifle fell to the ground, and blood flowed from his shoulder.

He pushed away the omega in front of him, this time Zuo Ting didn’t stop him.

It wasn’t until Su Zheyan turned into an alley that he shouted: “General Su, I will come to you again in five days. This time I will definitely bring a helmet that satisfies you. Refusing your rights to citizenship is the same as treason, or do you want to be expelled from your nation?”

The captain of the bodyguard came over, “Mr. Zuo, why didn’t you stop him, we have guns.”

Zuo Ting looked at him sarcastically, “Why, could it be that you thought you could beat him with a gun? Next time, can you stop standing so closely together? Do you think you are not conspicuous enough and want to be a living target? Killing you is just as trivial as a game for him. You are born lowly. A bunch of defective products, idiots! Trash! You can’t even do such a simple task well.”

The bodyguards hurriedly knelt down, and they kept kowtowing, as if they had heard something terrible.

The surrounding alphas stared blankly at this scene, they were still attracted by the omega, but shrank and dared not go forward.

Zuo Ting growled irritably, grabbed the rifle and aimed at the crowd and fired randomly.

The screams immediately resounded through the main street, and the alphas, who had no time to dodge, were shot dead on the spot. Even though Desolate Star can only use the most primitive and low-level firearms, these weapons, which have long been eliminated by the empire, can still easily penetrate the human body, turning a living person into a cold corpse in an instant.

Although bulletproof and anti-puncture technology has long been applied to daily clothing, and the empire is everywhere. But Desolate Star is the graveyard of high technology, the most primitive place. Under gunpowder, all beings are equal.

After emptying a magazine, Zuo Ting threw the gun aside.

He looked in the direction where Su Zheyan left, touched his bruised and purple neck, and said thoughtfully: “Strange, how could he know. Does he have an informant? No, no, he has no way. That means there is a loophole in the system? No, she’s fine.”

The riots on the main street did not affect Su Zheyan. Currently, his vitality value is only 45 points, and he lacks interest in things outside.

There were still two alphas in the alley, but they saw him coming in, they wanted to touch him.

After Su Zheyan reacted, this place turned into an empty alley, very quiet.

He fumbled around his shirt and pulled out the little robot. He took off the little robot’s skirt, took out a handkerchief and wiped him back and forth, and began to disinfect him.

Chu Shici sat on his hand and raised his foot cooperatively to let him wipe the wheels.

“Actually, I’m not dirty, his hands are very clean.”

Su Zheyan put him on the tip of his nose and smelled it, and wiped it more carefully, “You smell like roses.”

When smelling the robot, Chu Shici’s hand accidentally touched his cool lips.

He looked down at the mechanical hand, his four fingers trembled, “Tong-ge, his lips are so soft.”

The system took a sip of black tea, [I’m afraid, I’m afraid that after your vitality value reaches 80 and you become a living person, what you will do to Su Zheyan.]

“Am I the kind of morally corrupt person in your heart? I have no dirty thoughts towards Yan-ge, only worship and appreciation for the strong. Don’t think about it, I’m very pure.”

[I looked through your purchase records at the flower market, even though you look pure and well-behaved, I never thought you were this kind of person in private. Tsk tsk, Xiao Ci, you are very wild.]

“……I hate you.”

Even though only the system knew about it, Chu Shici still felt like he had just walked through the gates of hell.

In order to get rid of that strange feeling he felt in his chest, he hugged Su Zheyan’s fingers and began to change the subject, “Yan-ge, what is that helmet?”

Su Zheyan rubbed his head, with imperceptible anger in his eyes: “The army killed off all the clones, but they continued to use genes to clone some more. That helmet can…”

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly stopped, he held his forehead, and a trace of pain flashed across his face.

Chu Shici stood on tiptoe: “Do you have a headache, can I rub it for you?”

Su Zheyan was silent for a long time, his expression became more and more strange.

After a while, he looked at Chu Shici and said hesitantly, “I don’t know what the helmet is for, but I know it’s dangerous. I can never let anyone put it on my head.”

Chu Shici asked tentatively, “Yan-ge, are you losing your memory?”

Su Zheyan shook his head, and after hesitating for a moment, he frowned.

“I don’t have amnesia, but it seems… I have additional memories.”


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  1. …Is there a possibility that ML is a clone himself?

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