Intergalactic Era of Gossip

Across the distance of a galaxy, Asha does not communicate closely with countries outside the system.

The Alta Insectman didn't plan to come to Asha at first, but accidentally fell here while fleeing.

After recuperating and rejuvenating, Darji, which has become greener, seems to be a much better place to live than the hometown, and even better than the originally planned destination.

So they were moved.

But the Asha people mistakenly thought they were worms.

Because of the recent "Scepter Incident" and "Sher Street Insect Attack", the whole country was filled with a strong sense of worm-weariness, and the experience of the Alta insect people can be imagined.

As soon as Naryn landed, he received a mini-booklet.

When I opened it, I found out that it was a popular science booklet distinguishing insect people from insect people. The first page is the two comparison pictures, the round eyes, there are some bugs on the body, from the appearance of the characteristics, there is almost no difference.

As smart and wise as Narren, he couldn't help but be stunned: "Is there a difference?"

Sells: "...I heard that the blood of the Alta is green."

Naryn showed a look of disgust.

"However, they do not have complete human bodies, and they will retain significant insect characteristics. From the perspective of biological evolution, the insects should be more advanced."

Naron nodded. The Higgin's appearance when he was in human form had no insect parts, and his appearance was much better than that in the popular science booklet.

The two were walking on the street, and from time to time they would see some strange-looking people, as well as many patrol teams in uniforms.

Sayles said: "There is a mixed race here, and it's easy to misunderstand."

Narren: "So that's why you wrap yourself up like this?"

Next to him, the marshal, who was heavily armed and covered himself tightly, chose to avoid answering, and took out his sunglasses from his pocket with his backhand, and put them on the bridge of Naren's nose: "Two things must not be confused."

Under the sunglasses, the world faded in an instant. Naryn frowned. His face was not well-known, and there was no need to do anything extra. He opened his mouth and finally did not say a word of refusal thoughtfully.

The two big sunglasses wandering through the streets of a foreign land, the temperament is mysterious.

Naryn noticed a corner not far away.

"Those are Alta insect people?" Pointing to a group of people with blue lips not far away from the antennae above their heads.

They have flat facial features and are mostly male, with an average height of about 1.5 meters, which can only be regarded as small in the eyes of the Yasha. Judging from the skin condition, they should still be very young, walking side by side on the road, talking and laughing, like a group of prosperous students.

After recognizing it, Sells nodded: "It's them. It should be underage." He gestured, "The adult body is probably this high."

Naron: "..." It's just a gap of ten centimeters, one meter six is ​​still very short.

The group of minors was walking swiftly around the street, and the tentacles above their heads swayed, looking quite naive.

Sells pulled the man sideways to avoid the road.

The tentacled teenagers immediately hulled and passed them.

Naryn watched them from behind until they disappeared in a silver-gray building.

"follow me."

Sells reluctantly turned a certain curiosity head and dragged the person to the opposite direction.

As a transportation hub, Darj has a large number of people to and from, and therefore promotes the local economic development, but it is more advanced than Naren's original vision.

In addition to the most basic street shops, there was also a unique storefront-specializing in selling alien decorations.

Naryn turned his head and looked at the transparent display cabinets. The important goods that are used by the store to solicit business and attract customers are placed on both sides of the street. Along the way, there are dazzling arrays. He even saw the bionic tail of the gold-eating insect.

Sells followed his gaze and made up for the prince dragging Wormtail to face the man in the palace, and couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

"You haven't told me where exactly are you taking me?" Naren asked the doubts in his heart.

Sells was silent.

Narren said: "Can't you tell me in advance?"

Sells shook his head and took out a piece of paper material from his arms: "I wrote it all on it."

Naryn leaned over and took a closer look, and found that it turned out to be a simple and rude schedule. A cursory glance showed that the itinerary was quite diversified. Pass through at least two scenic spots every day, and then look at the name of the schedule-Carrying Love? Who came up with such an indescribable name?

The "heart of everlasting love" in the last time the Amusement City couples match, this time there was another "carrying love". Does Sells have any unique reference standards when choosing a dating item?

He then looked down again, his face gradually becoming ugly, and pointed to a certain place, so Sells turned his head to look together.

Naron asked: "Spring skirt show?"

Sells was taken aback.

Naryn moved his finger down and pointed somewhere again.

"Cinema, "Alien Cry"?"

Sells: "..."

The atmosphere fell into silence.

The prince looked over for a while and handed over the detailed arrangement. He couldn't see the happiness or anger on his face, but he looked straight at the person who had asked him out with a pair of green eyes.

Two big men go to the dress show?

Go to the theater to watch ghost movies together?

——Damn it.

——What is going on with this strong girlish feeling?

Not only that, but the rest of the projects are also very weird. The weird thing is that they don't seem to be what two big men should do.

This made Naryn 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 inappropriate projects to stroll around, but the tight schedule makes people breathless..."

Narren was unmoved: "Really?" He pointed out: "But the service target of this plan is heterosexual couples."

Sells: "The key lies in the project, not the target."

The prince thought deeply for a while, feeling reasonable, and—

"It may not be unsuitable for us." Naren said with a smile, "If I know that you are interested in skirts, I will definitely pick you up early."

Sells: "...No, no need."

The prince waved his hand and whispered: "If you don't mind, I'd better go shopping on the street by myself."

"No." Sells was very decisive, and he held the people: "The first project site has arrived."

Naryn retrieved the schedule again, turned to the first page, and saw the bold boy in the first line saying "Escape from the Mine Star"? ? ?

Naryn said coldly: "I am not interested in this kind of room escape game."

Sells immediately said: "Just as it is to accompany me."

Naren reminded: "...the appropriate age is 18 years old.

——A young man’s game.

Sells grinned: "That's right, we all meet the age requirement."

"..."

Naryn lowered his eyelids, hiding his contemplation.

After a while, he said: "Okay."

While pulling the reluctant prince, Sells hurriedly implemented it in an orderly manner according to the schedule. Naryn looked cold throughout the whole process, and the look in the marshal's eyes tended to look at a fool.

Sells: "..."

Taking advantage of Narren's break, Sells contacted his loyal subordinates.

"Hey--" The prolonged ending sounded just waking up from sleep.

"What did you arrange for me?" Sells's tone revealed a little danger.

"Marshal?" Dia returned to his senses in an instant: "That was what I asked for from the local tourism bureau. It is said to be the most popular collection of couples' tours. What's wrong?"

Sayles replied with a sneer, "You can figure it out by yourself." Then he hung up the phone.

Dia: "..." After finally slept in, you still have to suffer inexplicable threats from your boss? As a subordinate, he has done his best to deal with the private affairs of his superiors 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 out faintly behind him. Naryn held a drink, wearing sunglasses, stuck behind him, and took a sip of milk tea at Sells.

Sells took a deep breath, put away the terminal, took the person to him and gave him a handful, and then cleverly took the prince's hand and took a sip.

Naryn: "..."

At a loss? No, the prince was very calm, even clutching the drink glass and patted Sells on the back perfunctorily with his other hand.

This trip to the planet of Darje seems to be a bit unsuccessful from the first day.

To Sells’s surprise, apart from the negative comments on the schedule on the first day, Naron maintained a highly cooperative attitude towards the entire itinerary in the next few days. Staring in a daze on the calm water, then I watched the "wonder" of the planet Darj intercepting the garbage in the universe.

——This is really a good time of "fulfilling and interesting".

The two went out together frequently, which naturally aroused the speculation of everyone on the starship. The military personnel represented by Wei Lin craned their necks to pay attention to the movements of the new couple.

They have moved to the military department of the planet Darj. Except for the boss who is not doing business, the rest of the ship is working steadily.

With the efforts of Dia’s pioneers, the Altas have been split into two halves, half of whom are friendly elements advocating peaceful migration. They have obtained a legal residence certificate on Darj, just like every alien who strayed into this place. , Began a new life in Yasha; the other half is a radical militant with a bad heart, hovering around a satellite, trying to get more generous benefits.

The tentacles that Naron saw on the street that day clearly belonged to the former.

When he came back that day, he heard Sells's men discussing how to give up the guys in one breath.

After everyone saw him, they stopped talking.

Wei Lin scratched the back of his head: "I'm back."

The gazes of the others were tasting, which was especially obvious when Naron faced them alone. After Sells arrived, the gossip's men would be forced by the lewdness and restrained slightly.

Regarding this situation, Naron found that his heart had become unwavering.

Instead of watching others, I have the ability to find someone on my own.

This attitude is the biggest attack on the single goutian group.

Hagrid had prepared a sumptuous meal. After the meal, it was time to rest. Naryn sent messages of condolences to his worried old father and brother, and then began living together with Sells.

Sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the sunset, listening to soothing music, and tasting the desserts handed over by Sells, such a day is...too pleasant.

He can finally understand why his brother and sister are so keen on interstellar travel.

The prince, whose neck was pinched, squinted lazily, and then heard the person next to him say: "It seems to have become fat?"

Narren: "Who?"

Sells squeezed his hand: "This one in his hand."

Naryn: "..."

Saying that, Sells smoothly swallowed the food held in his other hand that was half bitten by Naren 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."

Naryn didn't speak. He knew why Hagrid liked him. In the final analysis, everyone here accepted himself because of Sells' attitude.

Keeping grudges like him did not forget that during the tense relationship between the two, both factions only maintained their decency on the surface. Just as Lelida never gave Sells a good face, Naren rarely received sincere treatment from Dia and others.

Although he did not explicitly agree to Sells "walking around" in front of the Starship crowd, in fact, he was taken to show several times a long time ago, and in the meaningful eyes of everyone, he went in and out with Sells.

This kind of "acquisition" attitude sometimes made him feel frustrated-he found that he could not reject Sells at all when it came to dealing with him.

Occasionally, a certain unwilling emotion will be vacated in his heart, but as long as he sees the other person approaching him with a shy face, he feels that his sanity disappears in an instant.

——So what was his previous tossing for?

If he knew that the two would develop into this kind of relationship in the end, should he give up struggling in the first place and ask Sells to be responsible for himself?

Naryn touched the goose bumps on his arm, the development of a toothache!

Give him another chance, and he will still make the same choice.

Sells looked at someone with a weird expression amused, and kneaded the back of his neck with the right amount.

Naryn squinted his eyes, already adapted to Sells’s behavior, demanding: "Point down, then left."

-Treat it as a certain massage service.

The easy life of the veteran cadre lasted for several days, until one night, Sells said that he would suspend his travel plan and prepare to go out to do business. It was only then that he realized that the marshal of the empire came here on a mission.

Naryn: "..."

Sells swears that at that moment he saw unabashed contempt in those gray-green eyes.