After Marrying a Sickly Major General | BL, MTL

Chapter 64: Have you been drinking?

Chapter 64 Banquet Hall

◎Mu Chen: Have you been drinking? ◎

The sampler is very small, about half the length of a finger joint. Its needle tip is very thin, like the mouthparts of a mosquito, and it is very soft, and it will bend with a slight touch. There is a raised button on the side of the sampler. Mu Chen pressed it with his index finger, and gently rubbed the needle tip with his thumb: the needle tip has become harder again, and it should be able to penetrate the skin.

For genetic testing, the sample with the smallest error is blood.

Mu Chen quickly understood what Su Qing meant.

Su Qing and Shao Wen chatted casually to divert the attention of the director, while he was responsible for contacting Fei Ya Luo.

Mu Chen's eyes slid across Fei Ya Luo's fingers: the easiest place to draw blood is the fingertips.

His eyes paused slightly, and then moved up a little, landing on the ring on Fei Ya Luo's left ring finger.

"Wow." Mu Chen exclaimed, and said sincerely to Fei Ya Luo who looked over, "Your wedding ring is really beautiful."

He really meant the compliment.

The design of Feiaro's matchmaking agency is simple and elegant. The color of the main gem is the same deep red as his earrings, but it is more lively. It does not seem to reflect the light of the surrounding lights, but rather it is emitting light from the inside out. Mu Chen suspected that if the lights in the hall were turned off, the light of this gem could be used as a small lighting lamp.

What a high-purity energy crystal this must be.

The higher the density of energy crystals, the deeper they exist in the energy mine. Although their energy waves are more active than ordinary energy crystals, the rock layer surrounding them will also be thicker, thus better able to isolate the ripples of the energy crystals. According to Mu Chen's understanding, since the establishment of the Human Federation, no more than a hundred pieces of such high-purity energy crystals have been mined.

And around this main gem, around the fixed base connected to the ring, there is a circle of smaller broken diamonds. These transparent, smaller broken gems are also rare. They have a natural "hidden" quality, and the energy ripples they emit are difficult to be detected by instruments, and can also shield the wavelengths of other energy stones.

Because of this "hidden" characteristic, their mining is also difficult. As far as Mu Chen knows, only the Reard family has equipped the Night Owl Special Forces with this type of energy stone, and the military has no stock. If the major legions want to manufacture weapons or mechas with concealment functions, they need to purchase them in the Federation or purchase energy stars for mining.

Like red gems, the higher the brightness of the concealment energy stone, the more energy it can provide. The fusion of these concealment energy stones in Feiya Luo's hand can at least complete the energy supply of a standard mecha's laser cannon for three seconds.

Although it is only three seconds, the situation on the battlefield changes rapidly. As long as you seize the opportunity, you may even be able to turn the tide of the battle.

Mu Chen's eyes are eager.

Feiya Luo was drowsy at first, but when he talked about his favorite jewelry design, he forced himself to be a little more alert.

He didn't have much idea about the value of energy stones, and thought that Mu Chen was praising the style of his wedding ring. He smiled and said, "I designed it myself."

Mu Chen nodded: "Can I take a closer look?"

"Of course."

Feiaro raised his arm, and Mu Chen stretched out his hand to drag his palm, seeming to accidentally touch his fingertips, and said, "Oh, sorry."

"It's okay." Feiaro smiled good-naturedly.

The needle of the collector was very thin, and he didn't feel anything. Mu Chen's fingers curled up slightly, and he put the collector into his sleeve by retracting his hand.

Shao Wen noticed the movement a few steps away and saw Mu Chen and Feiaro talking about wedding rings. He saw that Mu Chen's ten fingers were clean, and smiled and teased Su Qing: "Major General hasn't made up for the wedding ring yet?"

Su Qing hummed, then looked over and said, "Still looking."

Mu Chen met the major general's gaze, curled the corners of his mouth, and there was a little complacency in his eyes, telling him that he succeeded.

Su Qing talked to Shao Wen again, found an excuse, and left with Mu Chen.

"Is it amazing?" Mu Chen imitated Su Qing, holding the major general's hand and stuffing the collector into his palm.

Su Qing hummed and rubbed Mu Chen's fingertips with her fingers: "The best."

Mu Chen, based on the moral bottom line of not being a scumbag, deliberately ignored the strange feeling that Su Qing aroused in his heart. He laughed and said unsatisfiedly: "Are you coaxing a child with this tone?"

Under the light, his eyes were full of spirit, but he said: "Why are you taking risks like this? What if I can't finish it?"

"There is a backup plan." Su Qing explained, but then said: "But I know you will finish it."

They were passing the dance floor.

The music of the orchestra changed and played a passionate dance music. The major general stopped and looked at Mu Chen.

"Want to dance?"

On the dance floor, brightly dressed men and women danced together. With smiles on their faces, they stared at their dance partners, as if they could only see each other at this moment and belonged only to each other.

Mu Chen looked at Su Qing again, and his heart was moved.

"What a shame." He sighed honestly, "I can't dance."

"It just so happens." Su Qing said, "I can't dance either."

Mu Chen: "..."

This is somewhat unlike Su Qing's usual style.

Mu Chen looked at Su Qing suspiciously, and suddenly reached out, grabbed Su Qing's wrist and pulled his arm closer, lowered his head and approached the wine glass that the major general had been holding.

Mu Chen smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

...No way!

Mu Chen's own wine glass was filled with a flavored drink, watermelon juice mixed with lemonade, sweet and refreshing, the first sip was a bit strange, and the more he drank, the better it tasted. He saw that the liquid in Su Qing's glass was similar in color, and thought that the major general was drinking this.

...How much alcohol can the major general drink? !

Mu Chen looked at Su Qing's face and saw that his skin was still pale, it seemed that at least he was not drunk yet.

"Can you drink?" Mu Chen asked him in a low voice with some concern, "and your spiritual realm... you haven't asked Dr. Zhong Lan in advance if you can drink now."

Su Qing: "I don't usually drink."

He just picked up a drink casually, not noticing that it was a flavored cocktail. While talking to Shao Wen, he unconsciously finished a glass.

"Then you first..." Mu Chen paused and turned to look to his side.

Hoffman. Reard came over surrounded by a group of people. He greeted him familiarly from a few steps away: "Major General Su Qing. How are you?"

His tone was polite, but he unconsciously revealed a bit of arrogance.

He was the head of the Reard family and the Minister of the Federal Ministry of Energy. He was more powerful than Su Qing and lived a glamorous life. He was the one that everyone at the dinner party was trying to curry favor with.

The crowd following him consciously stood not far away and did not approach.

Hoffman waved and asked the waiter robot next to him to pour wine into Su Qing's empty glass. He smiled and raised his glass: "Here, this glass of wine wishes you good health."

Mu Chen frowned.

Before Su Qing could speak, he had already stretched out his hand to cover the mouth of the major general's glass and said in

a low voice: "He can't drink it." Hoffman said "oh" and looked at Mu Chen with interest, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

Su Qing put the empty glass on the waiter's tray, blocking Hoffman's view of Mu Chen, and repeated calmly: "He can't drink it."

"The family is strict."

Hoffman: "It seems that the major general's partner is not only good at mecha driving."

"That's right." He said coldly, "Don't get drunk, it will hurt your body and make people worry."

Hoffman's expression was a little sarcastic.

Su Qing, once the youngest major general and the youngest legion commander in the Federation, was bright and beautiful, and always spoke righteously. It seemed that only he, Su Qing, was great and upright, while others were dirty and wallowing in the mud to pursue fame and fortune.

A reckless man who only knew how to fight, didn't know how much the war had consumed mankind. He didn't know that both his Reard family and all the people in the Federation could live a more comfortable life without the burden of war.

Back then, Su Qing was surrounded by a halo, and he was in great glory and had a hundred responses. Now that he has resigned and has no trump card, his mental state is getting worse day by day, and slowly no one will care about what he wants to do.

Su Qing was in a coma for several months. Even his former adjutant and his son Leman finally knew how to turn over a new leaf after so many years. He finally learned to see the situation clearly and returned to the base in the Federation star field with the First Legion. He no longer thought about attacking the Domic tribe's lair from the war zone. He also apologized to him humbly.

Hoffman felt comfortable when he thought about it.

Su Qing wanted to treat his mental domain and return to the center of the military, but Hoffman would never let him succeed.

Su Qing did not respond to Hoffman's almost provocative words, but said indifferently: "The minister has not signed the new energy development plan yet?"

That was the development proposal submitted by the military's war faction a year ago in response to the energy shortage problem raised by Hoffman.

Based on the latest research report on the alliance's extraterrestrial galaxies by the Academy of Sciences, the war faction has locked on several new galaxies that are not far from the human star field, have not yet been developed, and have no intelligent biological activities.

Hoffman was in a leisurely manner, smiling: "The exploration of new galaxies is very expensive, and the round trip exploration is time-consuming and labor-intensive. If the exploration fails, the energy gap will only be further widened, so the risk assessment must be more cautious than usual."

Developing a new energy star is indeed a proposal that can gain a lot of benefits. It's not that Hoffman doesn't want to take a bite of the pie.

It's just that he wants to stop the war with the Domic tribe and expand his power according to his own plan, and then take this big pie for himself without rushing.

Otherwise, he has to beware of the small moves of the war faction, and share some benefits with these fighting lunatics.

"Major General, this is what the ancients called 'worrying about the country and the people'." Hoffman smiled, "You'd better not think about it. It will shorten your life."

"It's not that Mr. Reard is worried about me." Su Qing said indifferently, "It's better to care more about your own life. Partying every night is not good for your health."

The smile on Hoffman's face melted. Just as he was about to speak again, the director Shao Wen called out from a distance: "Mr. Reard."

He walked out of the side door of the banquet hall and waved over here, still with that kind smile on his face.

Because Fiallo was too sleepy just now, he took a few guards to send Fiallo to the lounge near the banquet hall. When he came back, he saw Hoffman and Su Qing talking.

The atmosphere was not tit-for-tat, but it was definitely not good.

"Busy man, Mr. Reard." The director didn't care that he had a higher official position than Hoffman, but he had to take the initiative to say hello. He didn't have any airs and said to Hoffman, "I'm only talking to you tonight."

As he spoke, he clinked glasses with Hoffman: "You've worked hard this year."

While Shao Wen was saying polite words, he took Hoffman to a dining table in the distance: "Come, you must try this tonight. Specialty fruit shipped from Gant Star... Major General Su Qing?"

Su Qing only nodded to Shao Wen and didn't follow.

Mu Chen looked at their backs: "The Director's attitude towards Hoffman is closer than I thought."

Although Shao Wen came to smooth things over, when he talked to Hoffman, he showed a familiarity that he didn't have when he talked to Su Qing just now.

Su Qing hummed: "It happened in the past two or three years."

"After ten years of war with the Dominic tribe, the Federation's energy reserves are indeed not rich enough. The Reard family controls the Ministry of Energy, and it is difficult to curb their expansion of power." Su Qing leaned on the table at one side, picked up a drink next to him, took a sip, and then frowned, "Even the Director has to build a good relationship with Hoffman."

Mu Chen: "..."

Mu Chen reached out to take Su Qing's glass. The major general's fingers paused, and then let go of his hand at Mu Chen's insistence, allowing Mu Chen to take the glass and smell it again.

Su Qing: "I am not sensitive to the taste of alcohol."

Mu Chen: "..."

Mu Chen put the flavored cocktail away.

"Sit down first." He pushed Su Qing back to the chair, "I'll get you some water."

There were many kinds of drinks in the banquet hall, but there was no plain water.

Mu Chen looked up and looked for the mechanical waiter. He walked through the crowd and planned to ask the mechanical waiter for a glass of warm water. When he passed the side door of the banquet hall, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

In the darkness, there was a line of sight that was firmly attached to him.

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Well... backflips are too difficult! Stupid author, let's perform a forward roll today!