Interstellar Fairy Tale

Galactic calendar in May 1128

Madoff Military Academy, Office of the Principal.

Standing at the door of the principal's office, Shang Ping took a deep breath. He was not nervous or in awe of the principal himself, but he just couldn't understand why Principal Yu Gus suddenly called him here. And in the history class, Professor Trinide's very ugly face.

"Report, Madoff Military Academy student Shang Ping will report to you!"

"Come in."

The voice of Principal Gus came from the room, and the voice control device opened two heavy doors, just like opening a door to other worlds in front of the business plane.

Shang Ping entered the principal's office for the first time. Of course, other students also have little chance. In this spacious room steeped in history and representing the culture of Mars, three walls are covered with portraits of successive principals. The layout of the entire office continued Mars' capable style, and even after being rearranged by Principal Gus, there was still no extravagance. Waxed floor, light can be seen. The sound of the black leather boots stepping on it was as clear as tapping a native mine. The only thing that was out of place in this office seemed to be the bloated body sitting on the high-back chair.

Principal Gus was not in a hurry to talk to Shang Ping. He carefully looked at the black-haired boy in front of him with his narrow eyes. He didn't appear to be very strong, and he didn't think he was smart. It's just that it's hard for an ordinary military cadet to imagine this. A teenager would have such a sharp point of view. It is a pity that it is impossible to see whether this young man has the kind of powerful ambition that can be discovered. The smile on Gus's face became even weirder because of the accumulation of fat. Shang Ping wondered with some amusing whether the great Principal had gained weight again. Looking at the portraits of the previous principals around, all of them are strong and capable people. The former principal of Gus, Popoka, besides his eccentric personality, is also a famous masculine and handsome man. I really don’t understand how Principal Gus got this position. .

"Shang Ping? I remember that you performed very well in the actual combat exercise of the Kanon military fortress."

"You are rude."

"No, humility may be a virtue, but for soldiers, it doesn't seem that important."

Hearing the word soldier from Principal Gus's mouth, Shang Ping's sense of humor deepened.

"Similarly, a certain point of view of yours makes me appreciate it, no, perhaps it should be said, it is very appreciated."

Principal Gus did not use the cunning trap commonly used by politicians on Shang Ping, but directly opened the virtual screen, which enlarged the answer on Shang Ping's test paper. If you just read this answer, Gus might think that Shang Ping is a unique, and most likely from a political family, a systematically educated family heir. After confronting him, Principal Gus refuted his own guesses.

A war orphan raised by a professional soldier is unlikely to have access to some deeper darkness.

Perhaps, he can change his method. If it is appropriate, this young man may become a right-hand man in his future political career. President Gus is very satisfied with the position of President of the Madoff Military Academy - and only at this stage. He, including the Martin chief who appointed him, clearly understands that this is only a very short transitional stage, if not for Popoka's ignorance of current affairs and the difficulty of choosing a successor - there is no difference between factions in the military. I am happy to see the other party get this throne that is enough to control the movements of outstanding soldiers in the next few years, and it will not let Gus, who is proficient in politics and checks and balances, take advantage of it.

Gus did use some shady tactics, but that doesn't mean he's doing it wrong.

Commander-in-Chief of the Space Fleet, David South, did not dispute Martin's appointment. Perhaps he also knew that they needed someone like Gus to temporarily act as a balance of power between the fleets. Not all fleet commanders are as friendly as Edgar and Hansen. They have a very tacit understanding in Mars' foreign war, and there will also be some discord due to power or other reasons. Not enough bloodshed was enough to give David and Martin a headache.

"Maybe I'm not a soldier, and I don't have the qualifications to say this. However, the performance of the previous graduates in the actual combat exercise of the Kanon military fortress was really a failure..."

Shang Ping stood up straight, his black eyes falling on the desk in front of Gus. Don't say a word.

"...Similarly, the performance of the Sixth Fleet and the Eighth Fleet was also terrible when they fought against the foreign galaxy fleets before... Shang Ping, some of the points you wrote in your answer made me very much appreciate. Not all of them are Problems can be solved by force, strategy is as important as political skill. Of course, the premise of everything will be that people with such smart minds and skills can control the country's weapons, that is, the army... How about you, do you want to consider following me? I'll give you everything a regular fleet soldier can't get. Power, status, honor. Young man, you'll graduate, no, maybe not at all, I'll promote you as an intern and follow me By your side, in certain jobs, you will learn things you can't learn in class, and your future will surpass most people and stand on the pinnacle of power..."

Is this fat pig daydreaming? !

A low, sarcastic chuckle suddenly sounded in the room, and Principal Gus was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the black-haired boy standing in front of him, with a fist on his lips, his eyebrows and eyes curled, almost uncontrollable. Hold the upward curvature of the corners of your mouth. There was obvious sarcasm on that handsome face.

"Sorry, Headmaster!"

Contrary to the expression on Shang Ping's face, the black-haired boy's voice was as peaceful as ever.

Principal Gus was stunned, but for a moment, how could this young man seem like a different person?

"Just like the blueprint you laid out before me, follow you, and I will gain power, status, and honor. I should choose to follow you. If I were an ambitious person, I would accept your advice and obey you. , in this way, you can avoid a large circle of detours."

"certainly…"

"However, Mr. Headmaster, I am a Madoff Military Academy cadet and a Marth. My parents died in the war, and the commander of the Sixth Fleet who raised me was an honest and heroic soldier. I can't betray the adopter's requirements and the college's education for me. Likewise, I can't betray my dignity and personality as a military cadet and a future soldier."

"Personality? I just gave you a wiser choice!"

"Sorry. Principal, thank you for your wrong love, I can't promise you."

"Shang Ping, do you know the consequences of rejecting me?"

"Of course." Shang Ping put away the smile on his face and said very seriously: "However, I believe that the principal will not care about me, a student who has not graduated yet."

"...Rejected me, do you think you can successfully graduate and enter the space fleet?"

"Well, it's just to see if the principal is willing to spread your words today. You know, as the principal of the Madoff Military Academy, it is not a glorious thing to slander and slander the fleet officers and soldiers who are dying on the battlefield. Maybe. Tribunal-martial... oh, sorry, I forgot, you're not a soldier."

Shang Ping raised his right hand, and inlaid a silver metal button on his cuff. It was a small device with a recording function. In principle, it should be some kind of toy equipment that has long been eliminated, used to play war games for five or six-year-old children. Perhaps this kind of device is too dangerous, and the detectors and scanners set up in the academy cannot detect the existence of this little thing at all. Even if it is discovered, such items will not be classified as dangerous goods. Therefore, Shang Ping was able to bring it into the principal's office.

Shang Ping is very risky to do this, but if he agrees to Principal Gus's attractive conditions, the road ahead for him will be more than just a simple word to describe the risk.

Shang Ping's threat worked. Principal Gus couldn't continue to make things difficult for her, at least not now.

Leaving the principal's office, Shang Ping strode across the campus, involuntarily clenching the button in his hand. Principal Gus dared to say these words to him. On the one hand, he felt that it was impossible for a student to refuse his olive branch. On the other hand, it meant that Gus would not be the principal for too long. Even so, Shang Ping needs to make plans early.

Perhaps, he needs to end his campus life early.

Shang Ping frowned, strode forward, and bumped into the blond boy who was walking towards him. The familiar breath instantly surrounded him, and a pair of hands supported Shang Ping's shoulders.

"Shang Ping? Didn't you go to the principal's office... Did something happen?"

"Austin..." Shang Ping bit his lip and hesitated, hesitating whether he should tell Austin what happened just now. Looking at the blond boy's green eyes, the idea of ​​concealment was finally dispelled.

He should tell Austin about this, not only because he is Austin Soth, a friend of Shang Ping, but also because his father is David Soth, the commander-in-chief of the country's space fleet.

Gus's ambition is not small, although he only revealed a little to himself, but Shang Ping really does not want other variables to appear when external hidden dangers may break out at any time. Shang Ping didn't know if he was unfounded. At least, under the premise that his opponent was a cunning careerist who would do anything, it's definitely not a bad thing to plan ahead.

For some reason, Shang Ping suddenly remembered Liu Xi, who had only one relationship. If Principal Gus was replaced by that man, Shang Ping wasn't sure if he would have a chance to walk out of the principal's office. He didn't like this kind of person from the previous life, maybe because he suffered a big loss from this kind of person?

However, this assumption is too ridiculous.

Shang Ping immediately laughed and pulled Austin towards the single bedroom, "Austin, I have something to tell you..."

← Planet, Federal Presidential Mansion in Liberty Cities

Zener Joe woke up from the darkness, and the rain outside seemed to never stop. She was sore all over, her forehead was aching, she sat up from the bed with all her strength, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window with some difficulty. She seemed to have slept for a long time, but why did she feel so tired?

"Honey, are you awake?"

Love Jia? Derich pushed open the door, with a tray of pills and a glass of water in his hand.

"Aika?"

"Zina, you can't get out of bed yet."

Aijia looked at Zener with some disapproval, put down the tray, helped Zener back to the bed to lie down, and gently pulled up the quilt to cover Zener, "You are sick and have been in a coma for three days."

"what?"

"You don't know how worried I am, Zener."

Aijia picked up the water glass, put the pill in her mouth, took a sip of water, and her bright red and full lips fell on Zener's lips. The bitter taste of medicine and the sweetness of water merged into her throat. Feel. The ensuing kiss took whatever strength Zener had left.

Aijia stood up straight, took Zener's hand and put it into the quilt, her gray eyes looked at Zener tenderly, and whispered, "Darling, you don't need to worry about everything, those things that bother you, I'll take care of it for you, including the guys who make you look troubled... So, get some sleep. I know, you want to."

Zener's consciousness fell into darkness uncontrollably.

Aijia stood up, and the reluctance in her eyes disappeared immediately. She walked to the bookshelf and pulled the two books in the third row. After entering, the bookshelf immediately returned to its original position.

In the guest room at the end of the corridor on the second floor of the mansion, Novi raised his eyebrows after listening to his subordinate's report, "Don't pay attention. What identity the woman is and what she is planning to do has nothing to do with us. Our purpose is only this one. The planet and the mines."

"However, that woman may have suspected our identity."

"That doesn't matter." Novi chuckled softly, "If that's the case, no matter who is behind her, she can kill the boredom for His Royal Highness the First Prince. The news from Metz before, His Majesty's concern for His Royal Highness the First Prince. I'm very dissatisfied that I haven't returned to the emperor for a long time, and your Highness must need something to vent."

"Yes, Your Excellency."