[Does the Admiral really like this title?]
[How could it be false if the students said so? Who was the cutest instructor before?]
[He is General Gu Huan’s adjutant, and his name seems to be Yueyang.]
[Sympathize with him for three seconds, no, two seconds is just right.]
During the live broadcast, it was two seconds after Nie Chuan said that their general wanted to be the first in the cutest general.
The people who voted for Gu Huan filled the entire optical network, surpassing the first place with an overwhelming advantage of two orders of magnitude.
Yueyang didn't care much about this first place. After all, he had voted for their general before this happened, and he still had things to do.
For example, taking Nie Chuan to the confinement room.
The reason is... ...it affects the military appearance and discipline.
How dare he do such a thing as tying the general's banner around his waist, and in a live broadcast watched by hundreds of millions of people!
While walking in the aisle of the starship, Nie Chuan happened to see a boy in a white coat passing by and whistled at him.
"Hey, I know you. You're the psychotherapist treating the general."
Lin Shuyan glanced at him speechlessly, then walked past him as if he hadn't seen him.
After all, what this person did was seen by everyone in the galaxy, it was extremely stupid.
"... ..."
Nie Chuan poked Yue Yang who was standing next to him.
"Did you see it? He's very handsome, just the type I like."
"... Shut up, you're going to be put in solitary confinement. Don't be stupid, you still have a 10,000-word self-review to write."
"Instructor Yueyang, you are not angry because the first place was taken away by the general."
"Are you an idiot? I voted for the general!"
"If there is one person in this military camp who has not surrendered to General Gu, it must be Shang He!"
... ... ... ... ...
Shang He, who was being scolded by Yueyang, sneezed suddenly. Lin Shuyan happened to come in and waved at him.
"Shuyan, I always feel like someone is talking about me behind my back, in a sinister way."
"You have to get closer to be popular."
"oh."
"What are people talking about outside? It's so lively." Shang He asked while reading a book.
"Everyone is celebrating that the general is now leading the votes for the cutest instructor."
"Doctor Shang, you probably haven't joined the general yet, why don't you join us?" Lin Shuyan suggested.
Shang He, whose face was covered by a book, responded, "Vote? I don't know how."
"I can teach you."
"Stop talking nonsense. Aren't you here to help? Why don't you get to work quickly?" Shang He pulled the book away in annoyance and glared at Lin Shuyan.
Lin Shuyan looked at Shang He speechlessly.
I don't know who started it first, why are you blaming him
But he was the teacher, so he had the final say. Lin Shuyan honestly began to organize the things on the table.
Seeing that Lin Shuyan no longer talked about voting, Shang He breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the book he was reading.
Nonsense, of course he couldn't let Lin Shuyan teach him how to vote, as that would expose the fact that he had already voted for Gu Huan!
He was the first one in the entire Prince's Special Guard to wake up.
Since His Highness can put aside the past and make friends with and trust General Gu Huan again, of course he can do the same.
But by expressing it so directly, doesn't he have any dignity
... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...
As Gu Huan sat in his office, he began to doubt his life.
Because he clearly didn't want to attract attention when he came here.
Shouldn't the original protagonists of this incident be these students who fully demonstrated their strengths in the exercise? How come I ended up being the one occupying the pages of Interstellar News
Reluctantly swiping across the interface of the light computer, Gu Huan sat in the office waiting for a while and heard a knock on the door.
"Come in."
"General, I have brought you the thing you mentioned before."
The non-commissioned officer in black military uniform raised his hands, bowed his head and presented a dark golden four-sided pyramid.
Gu Huan took the pyramid and nodded silently. "Very good."
"Have the remains of the Zerg been burned?"
"We have done as you ordered." the subordinate replied.
He was a member of the battlefield cleanup team.
According to Gu Huan's order, after finding this thing from the Zerg wreckage, the entire Zerg wreckage was immediately burned.
He didn't understand why there was such a thing in the Zerg wreckage and why it had never been discovered before.
He didn't understand, and in fact Gu Huan didn't quite understand either.
According to the description in the book, this golden four-sided pyramid is the "coordinate" used by the emperor's uncle to control the Zerg.
Only the Zerg that have inserted this little thing can be used by Chu Fengyuan.
Gu Huan raised his hand.
The dark golden color reflected in his pupils. The two similar colors merged together and emitted a faint light. Gu Huan stared at the crystal in his hand in a daze until his subordinates realized something was wrong and called him, and then he came to his senses.
Gu Huan pondered.
"Don't tell anyone about this."
"Yes, General."
After his subordinates left, Gu Huan couldn't help but take out the pyramid and look around, but this time nothing happened.
It seems like everything before was an illusion.
After pondering for a moment, Gu Huan put the crystal into the dimensional space ring. Not long after, a stream of optical computer 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, and the man with long straight golden hair appeared in the hologram, with a very gentle, even a little creepy smile on his face.
"My dear, long time no see, how are you doing?"
"Thank you for your concern, Your Excellency the Duke. I am in good condition."
Gu Huan responded.
His mental strength was stable, and his pheromone level was higher than normal, but it was a level he could fully control. He was in really good shape.
Listening to Gu Huan's words, Chu Fengyuan thought he was trying to show off again.
The Duke, wearing a red bathrobe, held a red wine glass in one hand and chuckled. He touched the healthy and sunny face of the "two-legged sheep" who was kneeling next to him as if teasing a pet.
"Ah Huan, if you really can't bear it, there's no need to keep forcing yourself to endure it. Indulging in desire is not a bad thing."
"At worst... ..when the marking is finished, kill the alpha."
"... ..."
Gu Huan frowned slightly.
Seeing Gu Huan's disgusted expression, the smile on the emperor's uncle's lips deepened, and his hands that were playing with his pet stopped, supporting his chin.
"Just before this video call, I learned about what Jin Chi's people did at your party. I really didn't expect that he was so short-sighted, petty, and loved to stir up trouble. I misjudged him."
"... ..."
Gu Huan knew why he suddenly cut off ties with Jin Chi.
Because Jin Chi was reported anonymously.
The reason is - the illegal sale of pheromone inducers and the underground business of trafficking omegas.
The Jin family helped Jin Chi bury this clue very deeply, and even the prince's people didn't know about it before.
If he had not met the omega who was induced into estrus at the banquet, he would not have thought of going with Chu Lin to investigate where the pheromone inducer in Jin Chi's hand came from.
Originally, I just wanted to check whether there was any information about Jin Chi among the sellers of pheromone inducers. Unexpectedly, while searching, I found out that Jin Chi himself was the seller of pheromone inducers.
He and Chu Lin had submitted evidence to the Interstellar Court for some time, but the case was only filed and made public yesterday.
Fortunately, although the news came out a little late, the subsequent reaction it triggered was quite shocking.
Jin Chi has become a typical example of aristocrats abusing their privileges, trading money for power, and persecuting ordinary people, causing public outrage among the entire interstellar omegas. Unlike Gu Huan who was reported as the cutest instructor, he occupied the front page headlines of all the Star Network media's legal sections as a negative example.
Marshal? I'm afraid I won't be able to do that in this lifetime.
"If I had known he was that kind of villain, I would never have allowed him to use my name to bully others." The Duke's voice was a little cold.
"Thank you, Your Excellency the Duke." Gu Huan nodded slightly.
What a hindsight this is.
Knowing that what Jin Chi did was reported, he only said a few words in a bland way. Gu Huan understood Chu Fengyuan's hypocrisy and knew that his purpose was definitely not just that, so he listened silently.
Chu Fengyuan really changed the subject quickly.
"That Zerg looks dangerous. Fortunately, your mecha army is there."
"That's right."
"Is the Zerg corpse still there? I'm very interested in it."
Gu Huan first frowned, then lowered his head with great apology.
His lips were tightly pursed, as if he had done something unforgivable.
"I didn't know the Duke would be interested in such a wicked thing. I sent someone to burn it when I was cleaning up the battlefield."
He was afraid that Chu Fengyuan would ask for the Zerg's body to get the crystal back, so he pretended to know nothing and burned the entire Zerg remains.
"Burned?" Chu Fengyuan murmured softly, straightening his lips for a moment, and then said gently, "Your mysophobia has come back again."
"... ..."
Gu Huan half-knelt down.
"I'm sorry, Your Excellency the Duke."
"It's not a big deal. This is a measure stipulated by the Imperial Alliance Army. You did nothing wrong."
Chu Fengyuan smiled without saying anything, and no emotion could be seen in his eyes.
"In that case, you should have a good rest."
He waved his hand lightly, shutting down the entire information flow.
Gu Huan looked at the stars disappearing in the sky.
His cold brows were furrowed together.
He didn't know whether he could pass this level or not. Leaving the crystal behind was obviously a very risky move, but he had to keep the crystal as his last trump card.
... ... ... ...
Tomorrow he will fake his death and fly away.