General, You’ve Lost Your Inhibitor!

[Does the Admiral really like this title? ]

[Students can still be false if they say so, who was the cutest instructor before? ]

[He is the adjutant of General Gu Huan, who seems to be called Yueyang. ]

[Three seconds of sympathy for him, no, two seconds is just right. ]

In the live broadcast, two seconds after Nie Chuan had just said that their general wanted the first place for the cutest general.

The people who voted for Gu Huan crowded the entire optical network, and won the first place with an overwhelming advantage of two orders of magnitude.

Yueyang didn't care much about the first place, after all, he had already voted for their general before this incident happened, and he still had things to do.

For example, taking Nie Chuan to the confinement room.

The reason is... It affects military appearance and discipline.

He was so ashamed to do such a thing as wrapping the general's banner around his waist, and it was in a live broadcast watched by hundreds of millions of people!

Walking in the aisle of the starship, Nie Chuan happened to see a boy in a white coat passing by, and whistled to him.

"Hey, I know you, you're the psychotherapist who treated the general."

Lin Shuyan glanced at him wordlessly, and passed by as if he didn't see him.

After all, everyone in Interstellar has seen what this person did, so he is extremely stupid.

"..."

Nie Chuan poked Yue Yang next to him.

"Did you see it? He looks good, the one I like."

"...Shut up, you're going into the confinement room, don't be stupid, you still have 10,000 words of self-criticism to write."

"Overseas instructor, you are not angry because the first place was taken away by the general, are you?"

"Are you an idiot! I voted for the general!"

"If there is one person in this barracks who did not vote for General Gu, it must be Shang He!"

...

Shang He, who had been nagging overseas, sneezed suddenly, just as Lin Shuyan came in, he waved at him.

"Shu Yan, I always feel that someone is talking about me behind my back, in a dark way."

"You can only be popular if you get closer."

"Oh."

"What are you talking about outside? It's so lively." Shang He asked while reading a book.

"Everyone is celebrating that the general is now far ahead of the votes on the list of cutest instructors."

"Doctor Shang, you probably haven't voted for the general yet, why don't you participate together." Lin Shuyan suggested.

Shang He, whose face was covered by a book, responded, "Vote? I won't."

"I can teach you."

"Talk less and more. Aren't you here to help? Hurry up and do things." Shang He opened the book angrily, and glared at Lin Shuyan.

Lin Shuyan looked at Shang He speechlessly.

I don't know who started it first, so why blame him?

But who makes the other party a teacher, he has the final say. Lin Shuyan honestly began to organize the things on the table.

Seeing that Lin Shuyan stopped talking about voting, Shang He breathed a sigh of relief, and picked up the book he was reading just now.

Nonsense, of course he couldn't let Lin Shuyan teach him how to vote, that would expose the fact that he had already voted for Gu Huan!

He was the first to wake up in the entire Prince's special guard.

Since His Highness can put aside the past suspicions and get acquainted with and trust General Gu Huan again, of course he can too.

But just showing it so directly, does he want to lose face?

...

When Gu Huan sat in his office, he doubted life.

Because he obviously didn't want to attract attention when he came here.

Shouldn't the original protagonists of this incident be this group of students who fully demonstrated their advantages in the exercise? How did it end up being me again who occupied the interstellar news page.

Reluctantly swiping the interface of the optical brain, Gu Huan sat in the office and waited for a while, when he heard a knock on the door.

"Come in."

"General, I have already brought you the thing you mentioned earlier."

The non-commissioned officer in black military uniform raised his hands, bowed his head and offered a dark golden pyramid.

Gu Huan took the pyramid and nodded silently. "very good."

"Has the remains of the Zerg been burned?"

"It has been done according to your order." The subordinate replied.

He was part of the battlefield cleanup team.

According to Gu Huan's order, after finding this thing from the Zerg wreckage, he immediately burned the entire Zerg wreckage.

He didn't understand why there was such a thing in the wreckage of the Zerg, and why it had never been found before.

He didn't understand, in fact, Gu Huan didn't quite understand either.

According to the description in the book, this golden pyramid is the "coordinate" used by the emperor to control the Zerg.

Only the Zerg who inserted this little thing, Chu Fengyuan can use it.

Gu Huan raised his hand.

The dark golden color reflected in his pupils, and the two similar colors merged together, emitting a faint light. Gu Huan looked at the crystal in his hand in a daze, until his subordinates noticed something was wrong and called him, then Come to yourself.

Gu Huan murmured.

"Don't tell anyone about this."

"Yes, General."

After his subordinates left, Gu Huan still couldn't help taking out the pyramid to look around, but nothing happened this time.

As if it was an illusion before.

After pondering for a moment, Gu Huan put the crystal into the dimensional space ring. Not long after, a flow of optical brain information appeared in front of him.

It was a video invitation.

The information flow flickered unsteadily, Gu Huan stood up, stretched out his hand and released the image, a man with long blond straight hair appeared in the hologram, with a very gentle, even creepy smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"Honey, long time no see, how is your condition?"

"Thank you, Lord Duke, for your concern. I am in good condition."

Gu Huan replied.

His mental strength is stable, and his pheromone level is higher than normal, but it is a level that he can completely control himself. The condition is really good.

Hearing Gu Huan's words, Chu Fengyuan thought he was trying to be brave again.

Wearing a red bathrobe, the Duke grinned with a red wine glass in one hand, and touched the healthy and sunny face of the "two-legged sheep" kneeling next to him as if teasing a pet.

"Ah Huan, if you really can't stand it, there's no need to hold back. Indulging in desire is not a bad thing."

"Big deal... kill that alpha when the mark is over."

"..."

Gu Huan frowned slightly.

Seeing Gu Huan's disgusted expression, the smile on the uncle's lips deepened, and the hand that was playing with the pet also stopped, propping his chin.

"I didn't know what Jin Chi's people did at your banquet just before this video call. I really didn't expect him to be so short-sighted, small-minded, and loves to cause trouble. I misread him."

"..."

Gu Huan knew why he suddenly distanced himself from Jin Chi.

Because Jin Chi was reported anonymously.

The reason is—the illegal sale of pheromone inducers and the underground business of omega trafficking.

The Jin family helped Jin Chi bury this thread so deeply that even the prince's people didn't know about it before.

If he hadn't met the omega who was induced to estrus at the banquet, he would not have thought of going to find out where the pheromone inducer in Jinchi's hand came from with Chu Lin.

Originally, I just wanted to check if the seller of the pheromone inducer had any information about Jinchi, but after checking, I found that Jinchi himself was the seller of the pheromone inducer.

He and Chu Lin had submitted the evidence to the interstellar court for some time, but the case was just opened yesterday and made public.

Fortunately, although the news came out a bit late, the follow-up reaction was amazing.

Jin Chi has become a typical example of aristocrats abusing their privileges, trading money and power, and persecuting ordinary people, which has aroused the public outrage of the entire interstellar omega. Unlike Gu Huan, who is reported as the cutest instructor, he occupies all the legal sections of Starnet media The headlines on the front page of negative textbooks.

marshal? I'm afraid I won't be able to do it in this life.

"If I knew he was that kind of villain, I would never let him use my name to pretend to be a tiger." The Duke's voice was a little cold.

"Thank you, Lord Duke." Gu Huan nodded slightly.

What an afterthought.

Knowing that Jin Chi's deeds had been reported by others, he said so lightly. Gu Huan understood Chu Fengyuan's sanctimonious attitude, and also knew that his intention for coming was more than that, so he listened silently.

Sure enough, Chu Fengyuan quickly changed the subject.

"That Zerg looks very dangerous, but fortunately, there is your Mecha Legion there."

"correct."

"Is the corpse of the Zerg still there? I'm very interested in it."

Gu Huan frowned first, then lowered his head in deep apology.

Her lips were pursed tightly, as if she had done something unforgivable.

"I didn't know that the Duke would be interested in that kind of evil thing. When the battlefield was cleaned up, he sent someone to burn it."

He was afraid that Chu Fengyuan would ask the remains of the Zerg to get back the crystal, so he pretended not to know anything and burned the entire remains of the Zerg.

"Burn?" Chu Fengyuan murmured softly, straightened the line of his lips for a moment, and then said softly. "Your cleanliness has broken out again."

"..."

Gu Huan half-knelt down.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency the Duke."

"It's not a big deal. This is also a measure prescribed by the Imperial Alliance Army. You haven't done anything wrong."

Chu Fengyuan smiled without saying a word, his eyes couldn't see his emotions clearly.

"Since this is the case, you should rest well."

He waved his hand lightly, shutting down the flow of information.

Gu Huan looked at the star point that disappeared into the sky.

The cold brows knit together.

He didn't know if he had passed this test. Leaving the crystal was obviously a very risky move, but he had to keep this crystal as his last hole card for himself.

...

Tomorrow he will fake his death and fly away.