Intergalactic Era of Gossip

In the next few days, everyone was busy. Sells started the work and rest time of leaving early and returning late. When Narren woke up early in the morning, he could not find the other person in the room. At night, he would try to stay asleep late, but when people came back, he could not hold back to fall asleep.

The only intersection between the two is probably that before Selsi left and after returning, he would take a bite from the unconscious Prince from the bed.

Naryn, who was really asleep, was very irritable, and was disturbed in a daze. He often waved his hand unceremoniously-a sharp contrast with the clever appearance of the previous pretending to be asleep.

Sells: "..."

The empty nest life of the lone prince began.

There is no one to accompany him during the day, and he does not have to participate in those boring projects. He originally thought he would be more comfortable... In fact, he was indeed more leisurely, but he always stayed in the room. It's low.

On this day, he ran into Wei Lin, who was in a hurry, and asked him if he needed help.

"No!" The young man's tone was always full of vigor. After saying this, Waring smiled shyly, "I'm about to go out, the marshal asked me to count the number of Alta residents."

Naron asked: "Something went wrong?"

Wei Lin didn't mean to conceal, and briefly recounted everything.

It turns out that not long ago, the two sides had a small-scale friction, and the relationship became increasingly tense. They speculated that the official exchange of fire would take place within a few days, and suspected that some radical parties had actually been mixed in with the previous group of "surrender" Altas, secretly sending messages to the compatriots hiding in the satellite.

"Just in case, we have already done the layout, and we will check again at the end."

Naren nodded, so it seemed that there was no need to worry.

Waring glanced at him, then stopped talking.

Narendra said: "Just talk about it."

Wei Lin said: "Hagrid purchased a lot of coconut shreds today. Well, I should be able to make coconut balls. I, I think..."

Naryn told the stubborn young man expressionlessly, "Come to me then."

"I'm looking for you? What are you going to do?" Dia paced, turning out from the corner leisurely, with a few uncontained smiles hidden in his eyes.

Wei Lin said excitedly: "You are here too!"

Dia felt relieved: "Are you happy to see me?"

Wei Lin nodded: "Go, let's go together! Those insect people look exactly the same, you help me to see."

Naryn looked at him faintly-the prince who had just taken the initiative to help others was a bit embarrassed.

Wei Lin also realized that there was something wrong, and his expression suddenly shrank: "His Royal Highness..."

"Call me Naren."

"Ah, Narren." He yelled immediately, and said, "Compared to the insect man, the coconut ball is more important." Wei Lin looked serious, as if this was an S-level difficulty task.

After all, there were few people on the entire warship who could be favored by Hagrid.

Naryn: "..."

Dia guessed something, and said amusedly: "Who is going to be with you?" Blinked his eyes and lowered his voice, "I have an important responsibility, but I don't have the time to play with you." Between words, a pair of eyes are like There seems to be no place to vote for the prince.

Waring was curious: "What task?"

Naren couldn't help but pricked his ears.

However, Dia raised a finger, pretending to be mysterious: "Keep it secret for now."

Wei Lin immediately "cut" and said with disdain: "Sooner or later I will know!" After speaking, he pulled up Naren and asked: "Shall we go together?"

Narren: "...good."

So the young officer took his "spare tire assistant" and left the residence together.

"Diya is good at everything, just like to play mystery!" Wei Lin's tone is already very familiar, first spit out to Naren, and then said: "Fun? How can the mission issued by the military be'play'? , Are you right? No matter how small the task is, you must have a right attitude!"

Naryn was already a little regretful at this time, this little young man was really too lively. But now that they are all out, it is better to be moldy than staying in the room, so he tried to turn the topic to the point, "Where are the insect people placed?"

Wei Lin's head turned quickly, and the topic was led away quickly, and he was quickly attracted to his attention: "It's all on the same street."

He took out a stack of not-so-thick names and handed it to Narren: "Ha, look at the image above, each one looks exactly the same! Are they a hundred births?"

Naren flipped through the information, and these young tentacles with blue lips were indeed alike, but they weren't really alike, they were just "cross-racial face blindness."

Waring took Narren to the destination.

He found that this was the street where Sells was wearing him, and the residence where the Alta was housed was the silver-gray building that he saw last time.

"After the immigration procedures are completed, there will be an observation period, and there will be records of entry and exit. I will check it first and come back soon!"

Young people are always coming and going like wind, and Naren hasn't reacted before the other party has already ran and rushed towards the door.

Naryn hurried to catch up.

The exterior style of the building tends to be solemn, but when I walked inside, I found that the style is quite different and it looks quite warm. From a distance, we could see that Wei Lin was clawing at the front desk registration office. Naryn looked around and walked towards the rest area.

The lounge area is a corner of the lobby, with a beige sofa set, and a few books on the simple bookcase. He took a copy at random. On the cover was a green-skinned insect with a Q version. The font was skewed and twisted. For a while, he couldn't recognize the text.

"Grumbling."

Feeling poked in the waist, Naryn turned to meet two swaying tentacles.

"Grumbling."

Naryn: "..."

The insect cub tilted its head and reached out on tiptoe, "That's me..."

Naryn understood the unfluent lingua franca, but did not return the book.

"Is this a book from your hometown?"

The insect cub nodded blankly: "Landscape... book."

Naryn became curious, "Can I take a look?"

Insect cub: "Look?"

Naryn acquiesced to agree, and opened the book in front of him. Because it is a children's book, there are many pictures in it. These pictures are similar to Asha's oil paintings, most of which are realistic in style and strong in color. The picture shows a variety of strange scenes, with islands floating in the air, red lakes, and turquoise rocks.

The ecosystem of the outer galaxy looks very different from that of Asha.

After a while, he turned to a few more realistic images.

If the previous picture has a strong flavor of artificial painting, then the latter is closer to photographic imaging. He later realized that those exaggerated and bizarre scenes were suspected of being artistically processed paintings.

The Alta galaxy in the photorealistic photos looks similar to Asha, with only a few points of greenishness missing, and a layer of gray tulle in the air. .

The insect cub whispered: "My, give it to me."

Naryn lowered his head and noticed the owner of the book, who was looking at him with an "innocent, weak and panicked" look. He was busy taking out another picture book from the bookcase in exchange.

"Lend me ten minutes, OK?"

The insect cub took the Asha picture book as an exchange item in a daze, but didn't read it. Instead, he stared at Narren with big curious eyes, as if he didn't understand why this beautiful big brother was unwilling to return the book.

Naryn actually wanted to flip through the Alta galaxy book again, but the situation right now looked like a big bully. The insect cub hadn't reached his waist yet, and the two tentacles were trembling, which made him "extremely vicious".

He squatted down and handed the book back: "It's very beautiful."

The alien cub was finally not dumbfounded. He understood Naron's praise and grinned a huge smile.

"You look good too!"

Naryn: "..."

"Who is he?" After Waring asked about the situation, he turned back to Naren.

Naryn: "It should be the kid who lives here."

Wei Lin looked at it for a while, and said, "He's so green."

The cub flattened its mouth.

Naren: "How's it going?"

Wei Lin: "There are indeed suspicious people."

Naryn looked at him.

Wei Lin helplessly: "It may be just a coincidence. Even if there is a problem, there will be no big problem."

Naryn regained his sight. Alta’s communication equipment had long been scrapped. During the immigration observation period, it was not allowed to wear any communication equipment. If spies were mixed in, they could only talk face-to-face if they wanted to inform them.

Waring didn't seem to be worried, and Narren, as a non-staff, had no position to worry too much.

The hem was torn.

He lowered his head and saw a "green baby" reflected in his gray-green eyes-an alien cub who was ignorant and uncomfortable with words, looked very pitiful.

It also stretched out his hands and whispered: "Hug."

Naryn: "..."

Waring's eyes lit up, he squeezed in front of Naryn, rolled the insect larvae into his arms, turned upside down, and said cheerfully, "Most Alta people are still very cute!"

He squeezed the soft tentacles, turned them into a loving heart, and said sincerely: "Much better than the insects!"

Narren: "You..." Don't be like this.

Before the words were spoken, the cry of the child swept through the eardrums of the two. The juvenile insect cubs who left their hometown found themselves in the arms of a stranger, their beloved tentacles were still being played with, and their emotions collapsed instantly.

"Wow wow-"

The people around were attracted and slowly gathered.

"Don't cry, yeah, what are you crying for?" Wei Lin hurriedly coaxed, "Don't cry or cry, crying children will be sent to Hagrid as ingredients!"

The insect cub was taken aback for a moment, and then burst into more violent cries.

Naryn: "..."

Wei Lin panicked: "What to do? What to do! Can I throw him away?"

There were rustling discussions from people around, and words such as "cruel" and "irresponsible" were mixed in their words. Someone also raised the terminal in his hand, seemingly intending to record and broadcast.

In response to this, Narren blankly took out the sunglasses that Sells gave him and put it on.

Waring: "???"

After putting on the sunglasses, the prince who was so obsessed with temperament stretched out his hand and patted the child's head, tentatively coaxing: "Be good."

"Woowowwow!"

The insect cub cried so completely and unmoved.

After half an hour, the two came out of the admonition center, and their faces were not very good.

After the insect cub's parents heard the news, they rushed over to pick up the child. Because of the series of unhappiness that had occurred on both sides before, Warin bit the scalp and apologized repeatedly to prevent things from getting worse.

After seeing his parents, the cub finally recovered his peace of mind and smiled at Naren.

Wei Lin couldn't help tears in his eyes: "Look, I really didn't provoke this."

Narenpi smiled and didn't smile: "You obviously made the cry."

Waring felt wronged.

Suddenly, the worm raised up the picture book produced by Alta, and pointed at the sunglasses on the bridge of Naren's nose.

"Change with...!"

Naren coldly refused: "No change."

The insect cub was stunned again, his small eyes filled with confusion.

"Change!"

Naryn took a deep breath: "No change."

Chong Zai was a little aggrieved, but did not take back the picture book.

"give you."

Naryn: "..."

In the end, he accepted the gift from this little friend from another galaxy.

The farce finally came to an end, and the couple was a little embarrassed after learning what had happened.

"Sorry to trouble you."

"No, we are also responsible."

"It was our careless moment that we separated from the child."

"Anyway, we shouldn't tease your children."

"He loves to cry too much."

...

The matter was finally settled peacefully.

On the "Sari", the Imperial Marshal sitting in the main seat of the observer star screen, the Dahl and 1 satellite, which is lurking with hundreds of Alta refugees, is slowly turning.

"almost."

Andre sat quietly on the side, hearing the words: "Marshal, I've sent you something."

Sells raised his eyebrows and was about to say something when he heard Andre say: "Let's wait until the matter here is over."

——The news of "two adult men humiliating young children in public", let's ask Wei Lin to settle the matter after I go back.

Thinking of the people involved in the video that were mosaiced but still easily identifiable, the adjutant felt that his head was a little bigger, and he missed the little friend Dia who had been sent to work in the imperial capital.

It should have already started by now, alas.

On the other side, Naryn and Waring, who had returned home, enjoyed the delicious dinner of Chef Hagrid. This mighty middle-aged chef has a terrifying aura while walking, but the food truck he pushed over is dressed up to be very distinctive, and the presentation is even more subtle and ambiguous.

Today's dinner is for one person.

Wei Lin's eyes were full of disappointment. He swallowed, and when the chef disappeared in the corner, he stretched out his hand, picked up the coconut balls, and performed what is called "one bite" in front of the prince.

Naryn: "..."

When Waring was about to swallow the last ball of coconut silk, the terminal sounded, he glanced at random, and his face changed.

"Naren, they are fighting!"