With a distance of one galaxy, Asha does not communicate closely with countries outside the system.
The Alta insect-man didn't intend to come to Asha at first, and accidentally fell here on the way to escape.
Darji, which has become lush and green after recuperation, seems to be a much better place to live than my hometown, and it is even much better than the original planned destination.
So they were moved.
But the Asha people mistakenly thought they were Zerg people.
Because of the recent "Scepter Incident" and "Shell Street Insect Attack", the whole country is filled with a strong anti-insect sentiment, and the Alta insect people can imagine what happened to them.
As soon as Naren landed, he received a mini booklet.
I opened it and flipped through it, and found that it turned out to be a popular science pamphlet for distinguishing insect people from insect stars. The first page is a comparison of two pictures, round eyes, and some bug parts on the body. From the appearance characteristics, there is almost no difference.
As smart and wise as Naren, he couldn't help being stunned: "Is there a difference?"
Sells: "... I heard that the blood of the Alta people is green."
Naren showed a look of disgust.
"However, they are not completely human, and they will retain significant insect characteristics. From the perspective of biological evolution, the insect star people should be more advanced."
Naren nodded. The appearance of Xijin in human form did not have any insect parts, and the appearance was much better than the ones in the popular science pamphlets.
The two walked on the street, and from time to time they saw some strange-looking people, as well as many patrol teams in uniform.
Sells said: "There is a mixed race here, and it is easy to cause misunderstandings."
Nalen: "So that's why you wrapped yourself up like this?"
Next to him, the marshal, who was fully armed and covered himself up, chose to avoid answering, and took out his sunglasses from his pocket with his backhand, and put them on the bridge of Nalen's nose: "The two things should not be confused."
Under the sunglasses, the world instantly became faded. Naren frowned. His face was not well-known, and there was no need to do anything extra. He opened his mouth, and finally thoughtfully did not say any words of rejection.
The two big guys in sunglasses shuttled through the streets of foreign lands, with mysterious temperament.
Naren noticed a corner not far away.
"Those are the Alta insect people?" Pointing to a group of people not far away with antennae above their heads and blue lips.
They have flat facial features, most of them are men, and their average height is about 1.5 meters. In the eyes of Yasha people, they can only be regarded as short. Judging from the condition of their skin, they should still be very young, walking side by side on the road, chatting and laughing like a group of students in their prime.
After identifying them, Sells nodded: "It's them. They should be underage." He gestured, "Adults are about this tall."
Naren: "..." There is only a difference of ten centimeters, 1.6 meters is still very short.
This group of minors was sprinting around the street, the tentacles above their heads swaying, looking quite innocent.
Sells pulled the man sideways to avoid the side of the road.
The tentacle boys immediately huffed and passed them by.
Naren watched their backs until the other party disappeared into a silver-gray building.
"follow me."
Sells turned a certain curious head helplessly, and pulled the person to walk in the opposite direction.
Darji, as a transportation hub, has a large number of people coming and going, which has also promoted the local economic development, but it is more advanced than what Naryn originally imagined.
In addition to the most basic street shops, there is also a unique storefront here-specializing in the sale of alien decorations.
Nalen turned his head to look at the transparent display cabinets. Those important items that are used as stores to attract business and attract customers are placed on both sides of the street. Along the way, there are so many things to see. He even saw the bionic tail of the gold-eating bug.
Seles followed his line of sight, imagining how the prince dragged Wormtail and the one in the palace face to face, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.
"You haven't told me, where are you taking me?" Naren asked out of doubts in his heart.
Sells was silent.
Naren said: "Can't you tell me in advance?"
Sells shook his head, and took out a piece of paper from his pocket: "It's all written down."
Nalen leaned over to take a closer look, and found that it turned out to be a simple and rude schedule. At a rough glance, the itinerary was quite diverse. Pass through at least two scenic spots every day, and then look at the name of the schedule - the sign of carrying love? Who came up with such an indescribable name
The "Heart of Eternal Love" in the last amusement city couple competition, this time there is a "symbol of carrying love". Does Sells have any unique reference standards when choosing dating projects
Then he looked down again, his face gradually became ugly, and he pointed to a certain place, so Sells turned his head to look together.
Nalen asked, "A spring dress show?"
Sells was taken aback.
Naren moved his finger down and pointed somewhere again.
"Cinema, "Alien"?"
Sells: "…"
The atmosphere fell into silence.
The prince flipped through it for a while, and handed over the detailed arrangement. There was no joy or anger on his face, but he stared straight at the person who asked him out with a pair of green eyes.
Two big men go to a dress show
Also go to the cinema to watch ghost movies
—Damn it.
—What’s the matter with this strong sense of girlhood
Not only that, but the rest of the project is also weird, and the weird thing is-it doesn't seem like something two big men should do.
This made Nalen feel that Sells's so-called arrangement was too perfunctory.
The marshal put away the schedule with a guilty conscience: "We can take advantage of these unsuitable projects to wander around. Too tight a schedule will make people breathless..."
Nalen was unimpressed: "Really?" He pointed out: "But this schedule is for heterosexual couples."
Sells: "It's about the project, not the audience."
The prince thought deeply for a while, and felt that it made sense, and—
"It may not be suitable for us." Naren smiled and said, "If I know you are interested in skirts, I will definitely pick some for you early."
Sells: "...no, no need."
The prince waved his hand and said in a low voice: "If you don't mind, I'd better go shopping in the street by myself."
"No." Sells was very decisive, he grabbed the man: "The first project site has arrived."
Naryn retrieved the plan and turned to the first page, only to see the boy in bold on the first line saying "escape from the mine star"? ?
Nalen said indifferently: "I am not interested in this kind of escape room game."
Sells immediately said, "Just take it as a company with me."
Naren reminded: "... the suitable age is 18 years old.
—A young man's game.
Sells grinned: "That's just right, we all meet the age requirements."
"..."
Naren lowered his eyelids to hide his contemplation.
After a while, he said, "Okay."
While tugging at the reluctant prince, Seers quickly and methodically implemented the plan. Naren kept his indifferent face throughout the whole process, and the way he looked at the marshal became more and more like looking at a fool.
Sells: "…"
Taking advantage of Nalen's rest, Sells contacted his loyal subordinates.
"Hello—" The prolonged ending sounds like just waking up from sleep.
"What did you arrange for me?" Sayers' tone revealed a hint of danger.
"Marshal?" Di Ya came back to his senses in an instant: "I asked for that from the local tourism bureau. It is said that it is a collection of the most popular couple tours. What's wrong?"
Sells sneered back, "You can figure it out." Then hung up the phone.
Di Ya: "..." It's hard to sleep late, but also to be threatened by the boss inexplicably? As a subordinate, he has done his best to deal with his boss's private affairs by the way.
Rolling his eyes, the young officer who had been busy for several days fell back on the bed, turned over, and continued to sleep.
"What are you doing?" A familiar voice came from behind. Nalen held a drink in his hand and wore sunglasses. He stood behind him and took a sip of milk tea at Sells.
Sells took a deep breath, put away the terminal, took the opportunity to hug him, and Hulu, then skillfully grabbed the prince's hand, and took a sip openly and aboveboard.
Naren: "..."
Overwhelmed? No, the prince was very calm, and even grabbed his drink cup and patted Sells on the back with his other hand perfunctorily.
This trip to Dahl and the planet seems to have been a bit unsmooth from the first day.
To Searles' surprise, apart from the complaints about the schedule on the first day, Naren maintained a highly cooperative attitude towards the entire itinerary in the next few days. Two adult men joined hands to watch the bare rocky walls at the foot of the mountain, and took a boat to meet each other. Looking at the calm water in a daze, and then watched the "spectacle" of Dahl and his planet intercepting cosmic garbage.
— it was a really “full and fun” time.
The two frequently went out together, which naturally aroused speculation from everyone on the starship. Everyone in the military, represented by Wei Lin, stretched their necks to watch the couple's movements.
They have already moved to the military branch of the planet Darji, except for the boss who is not working properly, the rest of the ship is working steadily.
Thanks to the efforts of the Pioneers of Dia, the Alta people have been split into two halves. The half are friendly elements who advocate peaceful migration. They have obtained the legal residence certificate of Dar and the planet, just like every alien who strayed into this place. , and started a new life in Asha; the other half are radicals with evil intentions, lingering in a satellite around, trying to get more lucrative benefits.
The tentacle teenagers Naren saw on the street that day clearly belonged to the former.
When he came back that day, he heard Sells' subordinates discussing how to take over those guys in one go.
After seeing him, everyone stopped talking.
Wei Lin scratched the back of his head: "I'm back."
The eyes of the rest of them carried a certain tacit meaning, which was especially obvious when Naren faced them alone. After Sells came, these gossip subordinates will be forced to restrain themselves a little bit.
For such a situation, Nalen found that his heart became unwavering.
Instead of watching other people, if you have the ability to find someone yourself.
This kind of attitude is the biggest attack on the single dog group.
Hagrid had already prepared a sumptuous meal, and after the meal, it was time for a break. Naren sent messages of condolence to his worried old father and brother, and then began the life of cohabiting with Sayers on another planet.
Sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the afterglow of the sunset, listening to soothing music, and tasting the after-dinner desserts handed over by Sells, such a day is really... so pleasant.
He finally understood why his brother and sister-in-law were so keen on interstellar games.
The prince whose neck was pinched lazily narrowed his eyes, and then heard the person beside him say, "You seem to have gotten fatter?"
Naren: "Who?"
Sells squeezed his hands: "This one in my hand."
Naren: "..."
Saying that, Sels swallowed the half-bitten food held by Naren in his other hand and swallowed it into his mouth.
"Hagrid seldom makes snacks for people, it depends on his mood." He added: "And his mood has not been very good. Thanks to you, he likes you very much."
Nalen didn't speak. He knew why Hagrid liked him. In the final analysis, everyone here accepted him because of Searles' attitude.
He holds grudges like him, but he has not forgotten that during the years when the relationship between the two was tense, both factions only maintained a superficial decency. Just as Elida never gave Saers a good face, Naren rarely received sincere treatment from Di Ya and others.
Although he did not explicitly agree to Sells to "walk around" in front of everyone in the starship, in fact, he had already been taken to show up several times. Under the meaningful eyes of everyone, he went in and out with Sells.
This kind of "acceptance" attitude sometimes makes him feel frustrated-in terms of dating, he finds that he can't refuse Searles at all.
Occasionally, there will be some kind of unwillingness in his heart, but as long as he sees the other party approaching him with a shy face and close to intimacy, he feels that his reason disappears instantly.
—So what was the purpose of his previous tossing
If he knew that the relationship between the two would develop into this kind of relationship in the end, shouldn't he give up struggling at the first time and ask Sells to be responsible for himself
Naren touched the goose bumps on his arms, toothache development!
Given another chance, he would still make the same choice.
Sells looked at someone with a strange expression amusedly, and kneaded the back of his neck with just the right amount.
Nalen squinted his eyes and had already adapted to Sells's behavior. He asked, "Go down and go to the left."
—and treat it like a massage.
The comfortable life of the veteran cadre lasted for several days, until one night, Sells said that he would suspend his travel plans with him, and was going to go out to do business. It dawned on him that the marshal of the empire came here on a mission.
Naren: "..."
Sells swore that at that moment he saw undisguised disdain in those gray-green eyes.