CH 15

“Good day,” translated from the terminal, was the most conventional way of greeting in Hexinna. He Xile, who had heard the guards say that before, followed suit but was surprised to be disgraced by His Majesty.

But the greeting was not a big problem.

His Majesty was in a bad mood today, so he’d just roll along.

Every once in a while, everyone has a bad mood, and when they see things that were not pleasing to their eyes, they inevitably would speak out loud. He Xile was now living under someone else's roof. He felt nothing compared to the fact that he had been criticized for only a few words.

He Xile said frankly, "If you don't like it, I can greet you in a different way next time."

Wen Jiyu’s bloodshot red eyes stared straight at him coldly.

However, He Xile didn’t feel intimidated.

Instead, he thought to himself, His Majesty’s eye color was beautiful. Under the sun's shine, they looked like rubies. If His Majesty didn’t have a terrifying aura around him and the black lines on his face that would turn scales, with his eyes alone, he would look like a bunny. On Earth, only anime characters have such beautiful eyes.

Seeing His Majesty not saying anything, he was a little distressed. He said, "But the way we greet in Planet Azure isn't really that rich. I don't know if the terminal will translate correctly."

The meaning was, “You should not hold too much hope.”

Wen Jiyu still didn’t say anything.

He looked He Xile up and down with those eyes that made the people of Hexinna feel the bloodlust and cold-heartedness of His Majesty. After a long time, he hummed out of his nostrils as an answer.

As he turned to leave, the end of his cloak swirled out at a nice angle.

The chef lowered his head and came over to remind him, "Your Excellency, your food."

He Xile’s eyes lit up, and he immediately turned back and thanked him.

Then he climbed onto the chair and started devouring the delicious food.

The guard on the side originally wanted to comfort him with two sentences, but seeing him, who was very big-hearted and already gorged, begin to enjoy the food, looking not affected at all, he was relieved.

He looked at the chef next to him.

Although the two looked expressionless, when seeing He Xile, their eyes became more and more gentle.

Halfway through the meal, the guard tentatively called him, “Your Excellency.”

He had just taken a mouthful of food. “Huh?”

And he looked up in confusion.

While looking at the terminal in his hand, the guard said, "The latest news from His Majesty has been updated on Star Net." He paused, with a trace of helplessness in his tone, and said, "The reason why His Majesty had a bad temper today may be because... He was reported."

He Xile, "?"

Reported?

Reported for what?

The guard explained in a low voice, "Reported that he was abusing you."

He Xile, "???"

He was the one involved, how could he not know that he was being abused?

Frowning, He Xile put down the tableware in his hand.

The guard explained, "Your Excellency, you don't have to worry about this. It has nothing to do with you, and it is not your fault. In fact, this kind of reporting happened often in the past few years. Basically every month, His Majesty will be reported 13 or 14 times at most, one day at a time. In the past 20 hours, His Majesty was anonymously reported fifty-two times... However, in recent years, because the Supervisory Committee has strengthened the supervision of His Majesty, and because those people never succeeded after reporting, there are many similar useless reports."

Good guy.

In less than a day, he was reported fifty-two times?

His eyes widened, so he asked curiously, "What was His Majesty reported for before?"

“Abusing the subordinates." The guard told the truth.

Hearing this, he felt a little baffled.

Let's not talk about whether or not His Majesty has done such a thing, but let's talk about the rules.

Although he only lived in the palace for a few days, he already knew many of the regulations. One of the first and foremost was that no matter what happened in the palace, no one was allowed to reveal it to the public. It was similar to people on Earth going to work, and their chat records were not allowed to be released.

The violator would be held accountable.

Why should His Majesty be accused of what happened in the palace when outsiders didn't know?

So…

A blind sniper???

With the idea of ​​giving it a try, he would try to report it first, but what if it succeeded?

Ah, this…

He looked conflicted and roughly figured it out.

Because there were basically no changes in the palace before, and since His Majesty didn’t do this, it was useless to report, so gradually fewer people reported.

But recently, He Xile came, and those people were ready to move again, using He Xile as an excuse to send a report to His Majesty.

“I'm telling you this mainly because once His Majesty is reported, someone from the Supervisory Committee will come to conduct a detailed investigation…” The guard whispered. “If you meet someone from the Supervisory Council later, please explain the situation truthfully.”

He Xile immediately nodded. "Don't worry."

The guard nodded his head. "I'll trouble you."

After breakfast, before he could go back to the room and log on to the Star Net, Ma Jieli's massage had come.

Ma Jieli, "Dear Your Excellency He Xile, are you free now? I have drawn up a contract and would like to ask you to take a look at it. If there is no problem, we can sign it.”

He Xile replied, “Ok, I’ll go online now.”

Since it was a private matter, he didn’t turn on the live broadcast.

He logged on to the Star Net and linked to Ma Jieli's coordinates, and the two met soon.

“Take a look. If you have questions about any of the clauses, we'll change them.”

Ma Jieli placed the contract in front of He Xile with earnest eyes and said, “Oh, yes, this is a virtual contract on the Star Net, but it also has the same legal effect after signing. If you need, you can directly download and print the paper version on Star Net, but the paper version is rarely used now.”

He Xile understood.

E-contract.

Picking up the thin sheets of paper in front of him and looking at them carefully.

The two had discussed the contract before, and the additional items were all restrictions on Ma Jieli. After reading from top to bottom, he felt nothing was missing, instead, Ma Jieli even added one or two things he hadn't thought of before.

His two years in the hospital gave him a natural sense of trust in the people around him, and his sixth sense told him that Ma Jieli, sitting across from him, would not tamper with his contract.

"Then it's settled," He Xile said.

Ma Jieli, “Fine, fine.”

Likewise, the two signed their names on it and processed the document.

Seeing the freshly released contract, Ma Jieli was about to shed tears.

He thought of something, and his knuckles almost turned white as he squeezed the contract. Suddenly, he stood up, stared at He Xile gently, then knelt on one knee and willingly made a gesture of allegiance. “Thank you very much.”

He Xi said happily, "It's all right.

He wanted to help Ma Jieli stand up, but he couldn't.

He Xile, "..."

The difference in strength between him and the people on Hexinna was too big!

And that depressed him a little.

No wonder when he woke up, a group of armed guards surrounded him, and they never let down their vigilance. It was only after a hospital test that they learned that his physical strength value was E and his force value was only F, and they immediately withdrew half of the troops.

As for the remaining half...

Obviously, they were not to guard against He Xile but to block the citizens who came to watch human beings.

Damn!

After a few more words, Ma Jieli went offline with the contract.

He Xile sat alone in the shop, slowly finishing the remaining desserts.

He thought to himself that this authorization, in fact, was also earned by Ma Jieli himself.

When he met Ma Jieli before, he had already paid a fine for the mistake he had made. It stood to reason that he could ignore him, but he still apologized earnestly and promised not to do it again.

Moreover, if he hadn’t mentioned his daughter, he wouldn't have mentioned her condition, morally abducting him.

He Xile felt that a person with such a character wouldn’t be a bad person, and although the other party might have gone astray for a while, as long as he corrected it a little, he would immediately come to his senses.

So, Ma Jieli deserved a better future.

All morning, He Xile spent all his time reading in Star Net's library.

While reading the recent history, he happened to stumble across the current news about His Majesty and immediately became interested in it.

On the 3D screen of the terminal, His Majesty in armor looked more solemn. He looked at the black mass of insects coming from afar, like locusts crossing the border. At that time, His Majesty looked more immature than now, and his aura was not so aggressive. On his face, those black lines have turned into tiny scales, glowing with a cold light.

Without a word, he directly entered the cockpit of the mecha.

Immediately afterward, the camera pulled away.

Only then did He Xile saw that there were countless mechas behind His Majesty.

As the vanguard, the mecha controlled by His Majesty was the first to take the lead, advancing toward the Zerg like a bolt from the blue.

The endless Zerg covered the sky, and wherever they went, it was like a dark night.

They were flying equally fast, encasing the mecha almost instantly, but unlike the mechas that He Xile had seen fighting before, the mechas driven by His Majesty moved very fast.

In close combat, with a few smooth movements, he split all the Zerg around him, and when the distance between the two sides was opened, several brilliant laser cannons were fired, and the Zerg that was hit suddenly turned into a scorched black mass.

However, there were too many Zerg.

One part died, and another part immediately took over.

But even so, the mecha driven by His Majesty had never fallen behind.

When compared to the other warriors, the latter was a little less impressive.

It was undeniable that among the whole field, the mecha of His Majesty was the most dazzling existence.

He Xile couldn't take his eyes off of it.

In the picture, the tall and mighty mecha fluttered like a light butterfly and danced like a spirited elf. He Xile had the feeling that he was watching a magnificent show.

He even impulsively wanted to stand up and cheer for all the fighters.

Suddenly—

"Warning! Cardiac arrhythmia detected will be forced to log off."

He Xile, "Ahhh—"

No!

He Xile wanted to finish watching the rest of the video, yet his act of reaching out to grab the screen was futile and useless.

After his eyes went black and his vision returned to brightness, He Xile looked at the study in front of him and stomped his legs in frustration.

Incompetent rage!