Zhuang Zhou huddled in the corner without saying a word, his appearance was very pitiful, how could he still look triumphant just now.
Wen Xiaoyun is almost certain, as long as he asks face to face now: Are you the God of Wealth
In less than five seconds, within three seconds, Zhouzhou may immediately show him what it means to die in place.
Wen Xiaoyun couldn't bear to expose him.
He was a little helpless and a little funny, he should be shocked now, right
Wen Xiaoyun called him: "Zhouzhou."
Zhuang Zhou drooped his head, didn't raise his head and didn't say anything.
Wen Xiaoyun sighed silently and said, "What I want to say is that he is not your father, but it must be your brother, right?"
The dejected little head slowly lifted up and looked at Wen Xiaoyun.
That look seems to be saying: My brother? Are you sure you won't change your mouth now
Wen Xiaoyun said seriously: "It must be Zhouzhou's brother."
Zhuang Zhou pursed his lips, not believing what Wen Xiaoyun said.
Wen Xiaoyun picked up the statue to himself, and said seriously: "Look at him, he is so young and handsome, so good-looking, like Zhouzhou, he must be young, so he can only be Zhouzhou's brother. "
Zhuang Zhou looked at the statue, and then at Wen Xiaoyun, before slowly opening his mouth for a while: "...Are you serious?"
Wen Xiaoyun asked back, "Don't I look serious?"
Zhuang Zhou: "..."
Wen Xiaoyun asked again: "Isn't it your brother? Then I can't figure out who it is."
Zhuang Zhou: "..."
Zhuang Zhou stared at Wen Xiaoyun for a while, and seeing that he didn't seem to be joking at all, he said slowly, "Then, this is what you said."
Wen Xiaoyun: "Yes, I said it."
Zhuang Zhou said, "Oh."
Wen Xiaoyun didn't say anything after that, and Zhuang Zhou didn't ask any more.
There seems to be an equally subtle consensus.
It was only when I went to bed at night that the problem came again.
Ever kept saying: 'Do you have to sleep with your dad's statue in your arms? 'Man, he's changed!
When Zhuang Zhou put his idol on the head of the bed, Wen Xiaoyun suddenly spoke up.
He said, "Zhouzhou, let's put the idol on the bed."
Zhuang Zhou: "?"
Wen Xiaoyun: "It's not good to let you... your brother sleep alone at the head of the bed."
Zhuang Zhou: "..."
What's wrong? Hasn't it always been like this
Wen Xiaoyun: "Are you tired of hugging? Otherwise, let me hug you?"
Zhuang Zhou: "..."
Looking at Wen Xiaoyun's mood, Zhuang Zhou was very complicated.
Wen Xiaoyun took the initiative to step forward and hugged the statue in his arms.
His statue is very heavy, made of pure gold, but when it comes back to weight, Wen Xiaoyun is in good physical condition, and Zhuang Zhou himself has supernatural powers, so naturally he doesn't feel much when he holds it up.
No, I still feel it.
When Zhuang Zhou saw his god statue being held in his arms by Wen Xiaoyun, his face turned a little red.
It felt like Wen Xiaoyun was holding him.
But something different.
When Wen Xiaoyun held him before, he was not so small, so he could be so firmly attached to his heart.
Zhuang Zhou blushed and wanted to get the statue back: "You give it back to me, I'll do it myself!"
Wen Xiaoyun didn't argue with him, but asked, "You really don't want it?"
Zhuang Zhou didn't even think about it: "It's not me!"
Wen Xiaoyun followed suit and said, "Yes, I didn't ask you, I asked your brother."
He lowered his head, as if talking to the god statue: "Little brother, do you really not want it?"
With a bang, Zhuang Zhou's face blushed!
He snatched the statue back, lay down with his back to Wen Xiaoyun, and said angrily, "Sleep!"
Wen Xiaoyun smiled a little, stopped teasing him, and said softly, "Good night Zhouzhou, good night Zhouzhou brother too."
Zhuang Zhou also replied: "Good night, good night."
After a pause, he said again: "The last sentence is for my brother."
Wen Xiaoyun almost laughed out loud, worried that the child was thin-skinned, if he laughed out loud, he would probably be kicked out of the room again, so he endured it and touched the child's head, his eyes were full of smile.
But tonight was destined to be a sleepless night, and suddenly knowing the child's true identity, how could Wen Xiaoyun's heart be calm.
God, this is a legend that only appeared in the ancient earth culture.
Before human beings left the earth, they brought all their heritage and culture, and these legends can still be found on the Star Online.
It's just that after human beings migrated to a new planet, from 0 to the present, technology has developed for such a long time, and all myths and legends have been forgotten for a long time.
Only some historians of the Empire would know about this.
But now the facts tell him that Zhouzhou is actually a god.
When he is angry, he can make all the medical cabins on the spaceship fail, making Cheng Jinxue constantly unlucky.
He can make robots without any radiation leakage, let robots and humans establish a spiritual link, and realize what countless mecha masters can't do - the legend of stream-of-consciousness mecha.
He can also heal psychic powers contaminated by energy radiation.
The more Wen Xiaoyun thought about it, the more shocked his heart became. Even if one of these items was taken out alone, it would shock the entire galaxy.
But it is such a person, now lying beside him, defenseless and so innocent.
Wen Xiaoyun's expression gradually became serious, he had to be stronger to protect him.
Zhouzhou must also be made stronger, even if he is innocent and pure in the future, he does not need to be afraid of being hurt.
So, all night, Wen Xiaoyun was searching for legends about ancient earth myths.
He searched all the news on the Star Network, and used his authority to chat a lot with several professors who study ancient history and culture. He learned that the more people who believe in Zhouzhou, the stronger Zhouzhou will be. There are many other things about the statues of gods.
The next day, when Wen Xiaoyun woke up, he asked someone to build another avatar for Zhouzhou. As for the real body of this idol...
Wen Xiaoyun said seriously: "Zhouzhou, it must be boring for your brother to stay alone in the room, otherwise I will take him with me in the future."
Zhuang Zhou: "???"
Zhuang Zhou: "No, you want to take me... Where is my brother?"
Wen Xiaoyun: "You can go anywhere, it's better than staying in the room all the time."
Knowing that this is the real body of Zhouzhou, how could he leave this idol in the room again
What if someone bumps into it
Zhuang Zhou: "...It's okay, he's fine by himself."
Wen Xiaoyun: "I can't bear to see him alone."
Zhuang Zhou: "..."
Wen Xiaoyun patted his head: "Be good, remember to eat."
As he said that, he carried the statue and left.
As soon as he left, Zhuang Zhou lay back on the bed, staring upright at the ceiling, unable to love.
"Wen Xiaoyun... why is this!"
It didn't take long for all the members of the Third Corps to discover on the Flying Dragon battleship that there was a golden statue more than two meters high on the battleship.
The statue is carved in the shape of the traditional God of Wealth.
It doesn't matter, there is only Zhuang Zhou as a god.
When asked why such a statue was built, the answer the Third Legion got was—“Zhouzhou sees that you worship God in the air every day, it’s very hard, so I specially asked the general to build a statue of the God of Wealth for you, and you can talk to each other in the future. I worshipped the golden statue of the God of Wealth."
Everyone in the Third Legion was moved and worshipped.
"Wuwu, Madam is so considerate to us, Madam is so nice!"
"The madam is amazing, he does what the general says! I didn't see that the general is also strict with his wife!"
"What's wrong with the strict management of wives? It hurts my wife! The admiral hurts even his daughter-in-law so much. He must be a very responsible man! It's definitely not wrong to join the Third Army!"
"Wait, why are you all calling Madam? The admiral doesn't seem to be with Mr. Zhuang, right?"
"It's not together, but didn't you see that the admiral likes Zhouzhou so much? Isn't it a matter of time before we get together?"
"What?! They're not together yet? They're so sweet, but they're not in love yet?!"
However, no matter how much everyone talked about in private, Wen Xiaoyun and Zhuang Zhou really weren't together yet.
Even when everyone's requirements for CP's sugar are getting higher and higher, they suddenly find that their general has changed suddenly.
The Admiral began to carry a statue wherever he went, or the statue of his wife's father.
The style of painting changed so quickly that everyone was at a loss.
Even Cheng Jinxue couldn't help but complain: "Boss, why are you carrying the portrait of Renzhouzhou's father every day?"
While talking, he looked at Zhuang Zhou: "Zhou Zhou, don't you care?!"
Zhuang Zhou glanced at Wen Xiaoyun faintly.
He also wanted to come back, but every time he wanted to come back, Wen Xiaoyun would always use various reasons to put it off.
Wen Xiaoyun said lightly, "This is not Zhouzhou's father."
Cheng Jinxue was surprised: "Not Zhouzhou's father?"
Wen Xiaoyun let out an 'um', he glanced at Zhuang Zhou, the little boy met his gaze, his face flushed, and he looked away with a guilty conscience.
Wen Xiaoyun smiled, his deep laughter was numbly sexy: "It's his brother."
"Brother?!" Cheng Jinxue was even more surprised: "Didn't you say it's your father?"
Cheng Jinxue was in a hurry to ask Zhuang Zhou for proof, and quickly asked: "Zhou Zhou, is it really your brother?"
Zhuang Zhou responded vaguely.
Cheng Jinxue: "Why didn't you say anything before? We have always regarded him as your father!"
Wen Xiaoyun: "I can tell from the look that the carved figure is young, how could it be a father?"
Cheng Jinxue: "????"
No, boss, you didn't say that before!
Wen Xiaoyun: "He looks so good-looking."
Zhuang Zhou blushed and said nothing.
Wen Xiaoyun: "The eyes are bright and energetic."
Cheng Jinxue: "???"
Little God of Wealth: "..."
Wen Xiaoyun: "The smile is pure and kind."
Cheng Jinxue: "???"
Little God of Wealth: "..."
Wen Xiaoyun: "A lot of people must like him."
"Wen Xiaoyun!" The little God of Wealth couldn't listen anymore, so he couldn't help calling him: "Don't say it!"
Cheng Jinxue shook off goosebumps: "That's right, do your best, don't be so nauseous!"
People who don't know think he likes the statue himself!
"Not only numb, but also..." Cheng Jinxue dragged Zhuang Zhou and complained together. When he looked back and saw Zhuang Zhou's cheeks flushing to the ground, he was stunned and asked doubtfully, "Zhouzhou, why is your face so red?!"
Zhuang Zhou glared at Wen Xiaoyun resentfully.
Wen Xiaoyun had a smile on his face, and his handsome facial features became gentle.
Before Zhouzhou could answer, Gruen's voice came from the main control room. He was looking for Wen Xiaoyun, and it sounded a little anxious.
Wen Xiaoyun turned on the control switch and put Gruen in.
Gruen saw that Zhuang Zhou and Cheng Jinxue were both there and said, "It's just right, you are all here, so I don't have to look for them one by one."
Cheng Jinxue asked, "Master, what's wrong?"
Gruen opened his terminal, clicked on a person's communication record, and there was a picture on the record.
"Our empire holds a mecha competition every year, do you remember? About half a month before and after the mecha competition, this mecha competition started a few days ago. I was originally one of the invited judges this time. ."
But because Master Gruen came to Junk Star to find Zhuang Zhou, he recommended his big apprentice Han Qingxiao to the chairman of the mecha competition.
Han Qingxiao has also won the champion of the mecha competition before, plus he is famous, and now he has the recommendation of Master Gruen, the main committee agreed to Han Qingxiao as a judge.
"Just now, my eldest apprentice Qing Xiao sent me a picture of an energy stone device, saying that this is a dark horse that has risen at the mecha conference. This dark horse can create a device that completely shields the energy stone radiation. Qing Xiao was very excited, so he He sent me the picture, and he said that he had tested it. After installing the energy stone, it can indeed completely block the energy stone... But the more I look at it, the more wrong it is, isn't this energy device the same as a small piece of junk?"
During this time, Gruen, in addition to Hughes, did a lot of research on small junk.
Fortunately, the little junk likes to pretend to be good in front of Zhuang Zhou. When Zhuang Zhou is there, he will be checked by Gruen obediently. As soon as Zhuang Zhou leaves, he will be an uncle immediately.
However, this intermittent one month period was enough for Gruen to observe all the devices and systems of many small tatters.
Therefore, as soon as I saw the energy device sent by my apprentice, I recognized it. It was a small and broken energy device.
To be exact, it is the exact same energy device as the little junk.
Zhuang Zhou leaned over to take a look: "Hey, this is the little junk No. 1 that I made from the little junk, and it's the robot I sold."
Gruen said, "Sure enough, I heard you say you sold a robot before, so I guessed it."
Cheng Jinxue said: "So what do you mean, someone took a robot made of boats and went to participate in the mecha competition, and they became a dark horse, riding the dust?"
Gruen corrected: "It is not a robot made of boats, but the energy device of the robot is removed and placed in the mecha."
Cheng Jinxue was furious: "Isn't this the same! Anyway, Zhouzhou did it!"
Wen Xiaoyun asked Zhuang Zhou, "There should be sales records in your store, right?"
"There should be." Zhuang Zhou opened the online store he hadn't logged in for a long time, and found a large piece of news, all sent by the person named 'Wild Mecha' after receiving the goods.
Wild Mecha: Is the boss there? Is this robot you made still for sale? I will order 10 more!
Wild Mecha: I'll give you 1 million!
Wild Mecha: Boss? What about people
Wild Mecha: Do you think 1 million is too little? Row! Ten million! Ten million star coins, do you do it? !
Wild Mecha: ? ? ? boss?
Wild Mecha: Still too little? Fifty million stars! Get your account number, I'll call you right away, just pay first!
Wild Mecha: Boss! ! In the end you can do it or not, you squeak! Let me tell you, 50 million star coins are already a lot, and you can customize a high-level mecha in other places!
Wild Mecha: Otherwise, let's cooperate, you can do it, and then I will help you find a market. I can sell it for a higher price, which is a hundred times more expensive than your current robot with thousands of stars. Cooperation or not
Wild Mecha: Don’t think that you have a better way than me. If you had a market, you wouldn’t open a store on Xing.com. Wouldn’t it be better for us to work together
Wild Mecha: Okay, ignore me, you can try it, it doesn't matter, you can see how you can toss it.
However, Zhuang Zhou never returned.
He has been learning how to make mechas for the last month. In order not to delay his studies, he blocked all the advertisements that Xingwang often popped up, so he didn't see the news at all.
Maybe he didn't reply, this 'wild mecha' even directly reported Zhuang Zhou's online shop in the end.
There is a time to make a complaint. As long as Zhuang Zhou presents evidence to prove that someone else has reported arbitrarily, he does not need to be closed.
But he didn't even know about it, let alone complain.
Therefore, after reading the buyer's message, he went into his store to see that the online store had indeed been blocked.
Zhuang Zhou: "..."
Cheng Jinxue was furious: "Could it be this person who took the energy device you made to participate in the competition?! Damn it! I also reported you, shameless!"
Gruen was a little worried: "But what about this energy device? Does Zhouzhou have a way to prove that he did it?"
When Zhuang Zhou made Little Junk No. 1, he also copied it one by one, so it should be said that this device was made by Wen Xiaoyun and spliced together with some simple junk parts.
Very simple, anyone can copy.
"Yes." Wen Xiaoyun said lightly: "I sent someone to deliver the robot sold by Zhouzhou. I know who he is, so I can find him directly."
This simple splicing device can indeed be copied by anyone, but the only thing that cannot be copied is Zhuang Zhou's method of shielding radiation.
Gruen was a little surprised when he heard the words: "You mean... ready to go back to the capital? But Marshal Huo didn't let you... "
Wen Xiaoyun is now polluted by energy radiation, and his mental strength has declined.
His Mecha Voss was damaged again.
There are too many people in the army who want to get the Third Corps, and it is precisely because of this that Marshal Huo will let him stay in Junk Star.
Not only to avoid the limelight, but also to give Wen Xiaoyun enough time to prepare for these storms.
Going back now is not a good thing.
Wen Xiaoyun didn't answer, just asked Zhuang Zhou, "Zhou Zhou, do you want to go to Capital Star?"
Zhuang Zhou doesn't really care that the robot he made is taken to participate in the competition. What he cares about is: "Are there many stars in the capital?"
Wen Xiaoyun: "A lot. The place with the most people in the entire empire."
Zhuang Zhou's eyes lit up.
All customers!
He said reservedly: "Then, if you want to go, I will go too..."
But he didn't want to go by himself!
Wen Xiaoyun smiled and said, "Okay, let's go with you."
He turned his head and instructed Cheng Jinxue: "Leave two spaceships and continue to mine. Tomorrow, we will leave for the capital star."
Cheng Jinxue naturally wanted to go back to the capital, but he was a little unsure: "Go back tomorrow?"
Wen Xiaoyun said: "I just took Zhouzhou, um, and Zhouzhou's brother to see what the capital star is like, are you looking forward to it?"
Zhuang Zhou's eyes were bright and his voice was loud: "I'm looking forward to it!"
Wen Xiaoyun asked, "Where's your brother?"
Zhuang Zhou blushed, and his voice dropped, and said in a low voice, "I, I'm also looking forward to it..."
Wen Xiaoyun: "Then I can rest assured."
Cheng Jinxue: "???"
The more Cheng Jinxue listened, the more wrong it became.
He pulled Wen Xiaoyun to the corner, gritted his teeth and asked, "Old Wen, what's the matter with you, who is the person you care about? If you say a word, you will take Zhouzhou's brother on board? You are not afraid that Zhouzhou will misunderstand you. ... who cares about his brother?"
He spoke in a low voice, but Zhuang Zhou still heard it, and he quietly pricked up his ears.
Wen Xiaoyun glanced at Zhuang Zhou, laughed lightly, and said, "I'm not afraid that he will misunderstand, but I'm more afraid that he will not misunderstand."
If you don't misunderstand, how can you know that his love for him is not just that simple.
The author has something to say: PS—
Cheng Jinxue: ... grass, clearly walking between two men, why does it give him the feeling of being so single
Gruen: The fun... learned again.
I'm in a hurry to go to my uncle's house for dinner, and I'll fix the typo when I come back!
thanks for your support! Little God of Wealth bless you all!