Transmigrating Into a Violent General’s Sweetheart Breeder

When the third prince led the way, his legs were shaking. This time he didn't dare to play with his mind, and he took Ling Huan to a shortcut, and he was there in ten minutes.

"I, can I go?" There were a lot of alphas standing at the door, some were on guard and some were patrolling, and the three princes concealed their faces with clothes, and pointed to Ling Huan to the towering palace, "right there, I can't go any further, they will recognize me..."

The clothes were held tightly by a force, and the third prince's face was dripping with cold sweat. He stamped his feet and said, "Isn't it just to lead the way?"

Ling Huan nodded, he wrinkled his brows and whispered, "I'm dizzy around me, where is Bei?"

The third prince sighed tightly on his chest and couldn't get up. He was so stuffy and uncomfortable. He pointed to the left, gritted his teeth and said, "This is North."

He looked at Ling Huan not in a hurry, and couldn't help but reminded him, "The gates outside the palace are closed at 9 o'clock in the evening, and no one will be let out. The surrounding area is full of power grids that can kill people with a touch."

"If there is no accident, you can only leave until tomorrow morning. If you want to go out, you must find a place to hide in the palace."

"Don't hide in my palace, anyway, with your skill, it must be easy to hide here." The third prince dignifiedly adjusted his collar, "I showed you the way, don't come to harm me."

With an accurate position, Ling Huan smoothly touched the place where the dumb master lived.

The general manager is worthy of being a person next to the emperor. He lives close to the emperor's palace. From the outside, it looks magnificent, similar to the palace of the prince he just came out.

To be cautious, as soon as the third prince walked away, Ling Huan changed his face with a hologram on the back foot, lowered his head and followed a few people walking in and entered the door.

The whereabouts of the general manager was caught from the chattering gossip's mouth. He learned that the emperor had awakened from a coma tonight, and the general manager rushed over to serve when he heard the news, and couldn't make it back for a while.

The place where the manager lives is only one floor, and there are many rooms.

Ling Huan walked to the corner calmly, unfolded the detailed map drawn by Ritzer and took a look at the location of the room, then went out and walked around the periphery of the house, turning in the window.

He quietly opened the window, and Ling Huan quietly fell to the ground. The light was not turned on in the room, and the light was dim.

Squinting his eyes to adapt to the environment, he searched in order from the wall, and soon found the drawer where the manager put the key.

The key was placed in a glass cover, like the other one Ling Huan had gotten. The surface was covered with patterns and could be suspended in mid-air without the help of external force.

The glass cover is locked, and a fingerprint or password is required to unlock it.

The soundproofing effect of the room was not good. He could hear the rustling conversations of people outside. The people who had spoken to Ling Huan had an impression of him, and turned around to find that Ling Huan was gone.

He mentioned that there was one missing person, and after counting again, he found that the number was correct.

The dispute at the door became louder, "I also just came two days ago, and I didn't remember all of my face. I don't know anyone, how do I know who that person was just now?"

"He kept asking where the manager was just now, and I felt that something was wrong with him, and the people disappeared in a while."

"The monitoring can't be adjusted. I sent a message to the manager. The manager said that on the way back, he will be there in ten minutes."

The palms of the hands holding the glass cover were sweaty, and Ling Huan frowned slightly, staring at the inseparable place where the glass cover was inseparably connected.

Rizel did not say that the key cover had a code, indicating that Qiong Qiong had never seen the manager open it before.

Now I can only rely on guessing.

[Pick it up and let me see it closer. ] The 009 in the consciousness suddenly made a sound, [Don't touch the surface of the glass cover, you can only hold the bottom of it, or this thing will trigger the alarm. 】

Ling Huan did so, worrying, "Can you see the password?"

[I can't see. 】The electronic sound is very calm, 【but you can judge which numbers are frequently used according to the degree of wear of the keys, and this is just a simple three-digit lock. It will be locked after entering the wrong password more than ten times. As long as the correct number is known, there will be more hosts. It can be solved after a few tries. 】

He was a little bit lucky tonight, the three-digit combination was almost all wrong, and the correct green light turned on when he lost to the last set.

There was a slight clicking sound at the tightly closed area, and Ling Huan installed the key as quickly as possible, put the glass cover back, and pushed the drawer up.

Going out the window in one go.

He leaned against the wall, paused, and saw a hungrily man wearing a black robe not far away, almost blending with the night.

The man came in coldly, without saying a word, and several servants saluted him and called him the manager.

The manager had just returned and was entangled by his subordinates, and would not return to the room for a while.

Ling Huan changed directions, put his hands on the low wall, and smoothly left from the dimly lit corner.

He doesn't know how the surveillance probes are arranged here. If there are also outside, the footage of him entering the manager's room will definitely be included.

The royal family valued this key very much. If the dumb manager reported the loss of the key in the first place, a carpet search would definitely be carried out in the palace.

Ling Huan had a headache.

Where is he safe to hide?

009 suddenly made a sound and brought a task,

[The main quest has been opened: (thrilling love), summary of the situation: After being an adjutant next to Admiral Wen for a period of time, Luo Sheng has not waited until Lu Jinbei took the initiative to come to him. He was upset and depressed. Will show love several times. He thought that landing Jin Bei should be irritable, so he was in a cold war, and he was not interested in Wen Mingquan. Several showings of love were all tactfully rejected. Tonight, he followed General Wen to the palace to see the prince. 】

[Task content: After refusing Admiral Wen for nine times, Luo Sheng agreed to be friends with Admiral Wen. Unexpectedly, things didn't go well after entering the palace. They hadn't even met with the prince, but the palace suddenly became weird. Fire.

The fire was so strong that almost half of the palace was turned into ashes, and it spread extremely fast. Luo Sheng rescued a luxuriously dressed man from the fire, but put himself in a dangerous situation. When he was almost crushed by the completely collapsed roof, Lu Jinbei arrived in time and pulled him back from the edge of life and death. . 】

[The role that the host needs to play this time is: the cannon fodder to fan the flames, please be sure to let the strange fire ignite. Because of the special building materials of the palace, special oils must be used to ignite it. Therefore, the host’s help is indispensable when the palace is on fire. It was detected that Luo Sheng had been in the palace for five minutes, and he would be able to reach the palace of the prince soon. Please hurry up. 】

The item dropped this time is huge, a half-person high oil barrel.

Ling Huan followed the task navigation and found the place where the eldest prince lived, and poured all the oil on the quiet back wall. Because he was not at ease, he asked 009 to apply for another barrel of oil, and poured dozens of them along the way. Mi Yuan was relieved.

He opened the light brain several times and called up the dialog with Lu Jinbei to figure out how to get Lu Jinbei to come in time. 009 kindly reminded that as long as the fire is big enough, the military will send someone to put out the fire. .

Wen Mingquan is in the palace.

The important task of bringing people to rescue must fall on Lu Jinbei's shoulders.

Dimming the light screen a little bit, Ling Huan rubbed his eyes, thinking that he had read it wrong. At this point, Lu Jinbei should have dinner at home, but the words at the top of the dialog box kept changing.

From time to time it becomes "The other party is typing."

He thought Lu Jinbei was going to send a message.

As a result, the status changed several times, but the dialog box was empty, and he did not receive a message.

If it wasn't for Guangmin to make a mistake, Lu Jinbei was writing something in the empty dialog box, and then deleted and rewritten when he finished writing. Otherwise, it would take so long to write a small essay.

Scrolling through the chat records, he found that Lu Jinbei really didn't know how to chat, and every time he asked Lu Jinbei and answered honestly, it was easy for him to chat to death.

With his eyes softened, Ling Huan took the initiative to send a message.

——It's very cold outside, so put on more clothes when you go out at night.

The news came back quickly.

——Okay, I bought you a present, come back early to open it.

Ling Huan rubbed his barely conscious hands in the cold wind, and learned that he would have a surprise, and the bad mood all night was dispelled.

He pressed his lips to press down the upward arc, stood in a safe zone where there was no oil, took out a prop match that could be lit, picked it up with his fingertips, and threw it a short distance away.

The small sparks falling on the ground instantly filled the sky with flames. I don't know if the effect of two barrels of oil was too sufficient. The fire spread quickly and violently. After burning into the palace, there were screams coming and going.

The smoke-smelling person coughed straight, Ling Huan’s eyes were red, he covered his nose and walked out to the fresh air, lowered his head and glanced at his wrist, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the black bracelet on his wrist jumping. A few red lights.

009 said before that this bracelet has no effect on restraining power at all, and it is usually worn as an ornament.

When he looked carefully, the red light disappeared again, as if it was just his illusion just now.

Ten minutes later, he received a system prompt that Lu Jinbei had entered the palace and his main task had been completed.

Ling Huan glanced at the time. It took him half an hour to come from the nursery school closer to the royal family's aircraft. Lu Jinbei didn't know what method he used, and he rushed over so quickly.

He stepped on the bricks with a little bit of heat to go over the wall to see how Lu Jinbei heroically saved the United States this time. Unexpectedly, the fire rushed up for several meters, snatching the thin air, and a scorching heat almost stuck. Slid his face over.

There were screams of melting in the fire everywhere, Ling Huan felt a cold behind him, like a gust of wind, something approaching him at a very fast speed, the dark black light armor form mecha looked particularly dazzling in the fire light .

He was squatting on the wall with a stable center of gravity, and suddenly he fell heavily on the cold metal arm around his waist. He pulled back and fell into his warm arms. The sound of a man through the layer of metal sounded in his ears.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay, I'm here."