I’ve Got this Cannon Fodder’s Back

94: 94 94: 94 The Minister of Supervision, the only person with accurate information, was crying as he repaired the house, and the politician in charge of getting the word out was isolated because the windows were actually intact.

The rest of the people could only rely on themselves in consideration of the information without knowing whether this was accurate or not, and speculate on the most suitable plan to kidnap that omega.

That night, a circle of small flower pots was silently added around the marshal’s cottage.

That omega was said to be fond of all kinds of cute things, so the kidnappers have chosen a variety of different shapes, and even had someone check them out to make sure they are all lively and cute.

Just the right size to fit in the palm, so cute that you couldn’t help but pick them up and play with them.

Unlike animals, plant-type spirits were not free to move so if they were successfully captured, one could use special methods to control them, pour hypnosis on them, and reverse the influence from the spirit to the subject.

If things went well, they might be able to do enough tricks to make the little omega unwittingly become one of their own, on the same side as them.

Although it was the most time-consuming and labor-intensive method, as long as the plan succeeded, it was equivalent to planting a nail deep in the marshal’s softest belly, undoubtedly a fatal blow to Gu Gui.

With so many flower pots, inevitably, there would be one that can lure the young tender vines of the marshal’s house.

With high hopes, the politicians went back to their homes to fix the windows and slept soundly for the rest of the night.

The next morning, the micro-robots were programmed to bring back all the flower pots, which were neatly packed into the dark room.

“It’s absolutely foolproof!

Even if it doesn’t work well this time, if we try a few more times, we’ll be able to trap that omega’s mental energy.

A simple omega who likes cute little things is unlikely to be able to resist the temptation of these flower pots–” The isolated politician, eager to return to the organization, swore an oath of assurance to the encrypted communicator and pushed open the door into the dark room, his confident voice suddenly stuck.

In each small pot, there was a small green sapling waving in the wind.

A room full of tiny green saplings flourished, their soft vines spreading out delicately.

Sensing his footsteps, they waved their pure, soft, light green leaves at him cheerfully.

The villainous politician who was instantly in the flower garden was in a dilemma.

He shook hands with every tender vine stiffly and quickly walked out of the room with his knees straight[mfn]like a robot from too much shock[/mfn].

He then turned his head to send an urgent communication to the First Army Commander.

❊ The military headquarter had simply been idle of late.

Perhaps because the beasts also had a special bond with each other.

After the Ice Armour’s largescale retreat, the nearby herds avoided the navigation route in the vicinity of the Solin star.

Even if there were a few that strayed into the area, they fled without looking back before the defense line could detect any movement.

With no war and the marshal on leave, apart from sticking to their daily training and the twenty or so army commanders taking turns on duty, the rest of them went into a state of inactive nesting and wintering.

Upon receiving the news from the villains, the dedicated Undercover First Army Commander, without saying a word, hung up and rushed over without saying anything.

“I did as you said… What’s going on here!

Which one is the real one?

We can’t afford so many flowers…!” The politician was sweating with anxiety.

As he walked hurriedly, he constantly turned around to signal the leisurely strolling First Army Commander to keep pace.

Both inducers and hypnosis were expensive and time-consuming.

It’s somewhat feasible to specifically target a single spiritual vine but the young sprouts inside the room would probably hollow out the campaign funds.

Hearing his anxious words, the First Army Commander could not help but be curious, and followed him into the door with quick steps, without a slight pause in his steps.

The politician was suffering from a severe headache and did not notice his difference in the slightest, frowning at the flower garden in front of him.

“The strength of spiritual power is just as you said, too weak to be a concern, but this is too much–” Whether or not spiritual power can take shape had little to do with strength, but rather depends on one’s own potential.

When the spiritual power was stimulated to more than half of its potential, it was able to transform into its own unique form.

In other words, with enough effort, even omegas can make their mental energy take shape – it’s just that the power is infinitely close to nothing so very few people would waste that effort.

So even if none of these alpha politicians had the mental power to morph, they didn’t expect such a small tender type of mental power to be much of a threat.

Unlike the military specialization, the politicians’ spiritual power was generally not strong, and many of them might not be able to achieve even the most basic deterrence and solidification.

So, naturally, not many of them understood the exact classification after transformation.

Trapped by the situation at hand, he could only pin his hopes on the First Army Commander he had just drawn in.

However, the First Army Commander was not listening to what he was saying at all.

A room full of small flower pots, each one exquisitely cute, in all shapes and sizes.

At first glance, it looked particularly suitable for a small hamster in spiritual form to burrow into and sleep like a ball.

The First Army Commander was motionless.

The politician thought he was not interested, and his expression sank.

He stepped forward and spoke in a cold voice, “We are now standing on the same boat!

You’d better wake up, if Gu Gui finds out about this, we’ll all die together without a whole body–” “I’ll tell the difference.” The First Army Commander spoke up and interrupted, his gaze repeatedly sweeping over the best-looking pots while looking cool and indifferent.

“Give me all these pots.

I mean, the pots and the seedlings together… I have a way of distinguishing them, it’s just going to take a while.” It will take a while to put on the special protective gloves, pluck the marshal’s wife’s spiritual seedlings and send them back into their own cots!

These politicians don’t understand the spiritual transformation of the plant type, nor do they understand that these are actually parts of the original body.

None of which are weak at all, each can open its bloody mouth and scare the heck out of anyone who dares to approach them easily at will.

The First Army Commander decided to use his power for personal gain and took the opportunity as an undercover to take all these pots back to his office, then cut open a random mineral water bottle into half and pick one to transplant before sending them back.

These days the marshal doesn’t have time to keep an eye on him, he can finally sleep in a tent in his office.

With the nice little flower pots, it’s a dream life of bliss.

The First Army Commander hoped that their marshal would be caught up in the political battles for a while longer.

Despite his inner thoughts, with Gu Gui’s years of teaching him, the First Military Commander was like a small iceberg, his tone was sure and calm with a natural air of trust.

The politician frowned at him for a long time, then finally nodded and took a step back.

“Try to be quick, don’t delay.” The First Army Commander didn’t delay at all and sent back the one seedling he had picked that evening.

Without a flower pot.

The cold politician didn’t care about the pot at all.

The group gathered around the weak and helpless spiritual seedling in uncontrollable excitement, pouring down the long-configured induction and hypnotic potions, ready to build initial trust through touch and caress.

Soon after, the quiet and tranquil Hagai district was again filled with the sound of heart-rending screams.

For the next half month, the political arena of the Solin Empire, like the military headquarters, was unexpectedly idle as more than a dozen members of the imperial office took a leave of absence after claiming to have accidentally broken their fingers during the fellowship banquet.

❊ Half a month later, Gu Gui received an invitation to a private reception.

[ Family members may attend.] Looking at the signature on the invitation, Gu Gui frowned, raised his hand and pressed the training equipment that was running to a halt, lifting his steps off the track.

Not letting the vacation make him relax his demands on himself in the slightest, the marshal still insisted on doing intense physical exercises every day in order to maintain excellent physical strength and shape, and with the help of Lu Chiqiu, his physical fitness has even improved by 5 points compared to before he went on vacation.

It was a long winter on Thorin and recently, it has been so peaceful that there was nothing to do.

On a dull winter’s day like this, a reception was the most common pastime for those influential officials.

As a matter of etiquette, Gu Gui usually received an invitation.

But he had never been interested in paying attention, and he knew that the hosts of the party actually did not want him to show up, so he always just casually left it aside and found some excuse to get away with it.

This time, however, he was on holiday.

The invitation to the reception came with a list of guests, and all the powerful people in the empire were on it.

Even the emperor had confirmed his attendance.

Gu Gui had never been one to give a face to those who were not involved, but he was not so sure about ignoring the emperor.

Although he knew that there was no good feast at such a time, there did not seem to be a suitable reason to refuse.

If he went alone… “Are you tired?” Lu Chiqiu came back with the cakes and fruits he had just cut.

Seeing that he rarely sweated on the equipment, he couldn’t help but curiously went over and handed him a piece of ripe red watermelon.

“Would you like to take a break?

I’ll press it for you–” “Not tired, just thinking about things.” Standing still and allowing the cleaning spray to briefly clean his body, Gu Gui smiled at him and shook his head, taking a bite of the watermelon, the rich, sweet juice instantly moistening a somewhat dry throat.

They had been on holiday for half a month and he hadn’t even taken Lu Chiqiu out much.

In fact – thanks to that warning from the First Army Commander – he only allowed the delivery man to bring the cake only to the door and then he fetched it himself, lest he’ll give the opportunity for others to bring in something dangerous or someone with bad intentions take the opportunity to mix in.

It was inevitable that one could be bored at home and not go out, even with Starnet.

Gu Gui turned off the training equipment, took the tray that Lu Chiqiu was carrying, sat down in the rest area, and poured him another glass of chilled juice.

His own spiritual giant eagle could still take form and go out to let off steam, but his little wife’s vines couldn’t grow legs and run out on their own, so he must be bored out of his mind these days just by taking care of him thoughtfully.

He was just not showing it.

It seems that he really can’t refuse this banquet and Lu Chiqiu may not be safe at home alone.

It is better to bring him so that he can take care of him anytime.

Besides, he did want a chance to take Lu Chiqiu out properly, so that everyone could see him.

Noticing that Gu Gui seemed to have fallen into another dilemma of contemplation, Lu Chiqiu blinked his eyes but did not open his mouth to interrupt thoughtfully.

He just sat beside him holding a small piece of cake and taking small bites.

“Chiqiu, do you want to go out and play?” Gu Gui spread his arms and took the man into his arms, his fingertips gently wiped clean a small piece of cream from his lips, and lowered his head to kiss him on the lips.

“There is a wine banquet.

It says that you can bring your family members to it.

It may be a little dangerous–” The words were barely out of his mouth before the ebony eyes of the person between his arms had followed with a glow of anticipation.

“…I intend to take you there.” Deleting the choice that he had intended to give to the other party in silence, Gu Gui lowered his head while smiling.

He took a bite of the cake and kissed his little wife’s lips which were open slightly out of anticipation.

He could see clearly that Lu Chiqiu’s eyes lit up when he heard that there was danger.

They were in fact one of a kind – people who would be excited by danger and challenge, who would long for new challenges, and though firmly bound by reason and consideration, still could not lower the expectation of new excitement rather than the bland, gentle, thin stream of passing days with nothing to do.

His lover, too, was not supposed to be a delicate bud in a greenhouse.

Today’s cake was cheesy, sprinkled with a thick layer of chocolate powder, the slightly bitter mellow aroma mixed with the sweet soft delicacy that easily filled the mouth.

In the delicate kiss, Gu Gui smelled something new on his little wife’s neck.

The smell of wind and rain was softly percolating around the body but clearly fresh and bright.

It was like the morning breeze between the leaves and the light, free and relaxing, occasionally stopping to rub against the nape of the neck, and lively passing around the fingertips.

After spending so much time together these days, Gu Gui has learned to distinguish Lu Chiqiu’s mood through various scents.

When he was bored, the scents would become quieter, rattling his heart like light moonlight, making him immediately realize that he had inadvertently neglected his lover for a while.

When he was extraordinarily happy, the scent would turn into the sweetness of candy, unapologetically passionate, and entwine with wisps that burrow into his heart.

When he was sleepy and wanted to rest, he would become soft and gentle again, like the sweet smell of popcorn mixed with rust in an old cinema.

It was as if he could see the pale blue light falling from the projector, the wide seat was silent, and as soon as he leaned down, he could not help but feel drowsy and sleepy.

And this time, as soon as Gu Gui smelled it, he knew that his little wife wanted to go out and play.

Lu Chiqiu tilted his head up, his eyebrows curving delicately, his long eyelashes closing snugly leaving a small shadow.

Gu Gui tightened his arms and nibbled on the watery lips, bracing himself with a smile.

“Be more careful and stay by my side all the time.” “Ok.” Lu Chiqiu nodded between his arms, the corners of his lips curving up brightly as he propped himself up to hug his shoulders and neck.

“When?

Need to wear formal attire?

Do you need to prepare anything…” “Tomorrow, I’ll have the formal attire delivered, and I’ll worry about the rest.” Gu Gui nodded, a smile hanging at the bottom of his pupils.

With a little effort, he picked up the whole person.

“Chiqiu, I just had a bite of cake.” “Hmm?” Of course, he knew that his lover had taken a bite of his cake, but he wasn’t sure why he had to bring this up again.

Lu Chiqiu blinked and looked up curiously.

Before he could open his mouth to ask, Gu Gui had already leaned down to pick up the rest of the cake and carried him upstairs towards the bedroom.

“Had a bite of cake, too many calories, so I have to exercise again–” The marshal’s stride was athletic, full of the energy from a fresh workout, and he stepped briskly into the bedroom with his little wife in his arms.

The cake was delicious.

The following evening, Marshal Gu took his wife to the wine banquet.

Gu Gui has not been present at the military headquarters these days, and a lot of speculation has been going around the empire.

Now that he was in good spirits and in good condition, many people who were worried about whether he had been injured in the last accident were relieved, but there were also many pairs of eyes that turned away hastily, with scruples and ambitions that cried out from under their eyes.

These stares were not unfamiliar to Gu Gui, but he has always been too lazy to pay attention to them.

He swept his eyes through the crowd and remembered a few conspicuous faces.

Holding Lu Chiqiu’s hand, he led him to the rest area.

“Don’t drink the wine here, and don’t eat anything.” Ignoring all the stares around him, the iron-fisted and stalwart imperial marshal calmly took a tall glass, took the box of sweet milk from the space bracelet and poured it fully, and carefully cut up the red wine ice cream jam cake he had specially brought and put it on the plate in front of his young wife, with snacks of various flavors piled up unscrupulously all over the table.

“I’ll go and say hello to the emperor and be back soon.

” When the two were leaving, Gu Gui went into the house alone and busied himself for a while before coming out.

It turned out that he was busy with this.

Lu Chiqiu’s eyes widened slightly as he watched the meticulous actions of his somewhat overly nervous lover, and couldn’t help but curl his lips and nod obediently.

“Mhmm.” Gu Gui also smiled lightly, leaned down to place a light peck on his forehead, dragged his cloak off and slung it casually over the back of his chair, got up, and walked towards the field.

The imperial marshal’s figure was straight, his tall, athletic body was tucked into his gown, but the strength that lay beneath could still be felt clearly.

Looking at him as he walked along, many people immediately stopped talking and saluted, but Gu Gui was not as arrogant and rude as rumors had him, nodding back one by one before walking over to the emperor who was chatting with some of the chief ministers.

“Why are you also… Gu Gui!

Are you feeling well!” The emperor, who had been worried for half a month about whether his marshal had been killed in the line of duty for personal reasons, glanced up and down at his figure before his gaze abruptly lighted up as he darted over to pull him by the hand, looking left and right and lowering his voice.

“I’m telling you!

Last time I made a mistake with the knowledge I shared.

I should not have given you that set.

You quickly return it and I’ll give you a new…” After the first time getting blacklisted for mocking too hard, the emperor changed a hundred or so numbers without succeeding in breaking through the marshal’s defenses, and on the rare occasion, he actually saw him at the banquet so he immediately stopped the man.

“In case you didn’t know, that set was – it was my brother who watched it, it was double–” “The instruction materials you gave were very useful, Your Majesty, and I have to admit that they benefited me greatly.” The only thing that popped into his head when he saw the emperor now was the spicy little username “★add ★my ★number★ to★ buy ★afrodyn[mfn]a kind of aphrodisiac[/mfn]”.

Gu Gui showed a polite smile, slowly interrupted his words, stepped back half a step, and nodded slightly.

“I came to specifically thank you.

If there is nothing else, I’ll go back to Chiqiu.” …it’s a pair of alphas.

The emperor swallowed back the second half of the sentence that almost came out of his mouth.

Apart from the glandular set-up, the basic body structure of alpha and beta is in fact roughly the same, and not much different from that of a normal human, so the materials can also be used universally.

The omega, however, has a natural reproductive chamber, so there are technically some areas that require special treatment.

The top one is the same, but a different implementation plan is required for the one at the bottom.

Those contents in the materials shouldn’t be used on the little omega in Gu Gui’s home.

Theoretically, yes.

Lost in thoughts, he accepted the marshal’s military salute and watched the tall, straight figure turn away, almost impatiently hurrying towards his young wife who was waiting obediently by the snack mountain.

The emperor lost interest to chat, his mind filled with worries, and paced anxiously back and forth twice.

Gu Gui had absolutely no physical common sense.

Gu Gui, as a good Imperial soldier, had a strong practical spirit.

Gu Gui received instruction material in which the following party did not have a special physiological structure, but it was still executed smoothly, and he also benefited a lot.

Gu Gui didn’t even need afrodyn… A famous person on ancient earth said that after ruling out all the impossible, the remaining speculation, even if it is impossible, is the only truth.

With a roar in his head, the emperor stood frozen in place, his three views[mfn]A worldview or world-view is the fundamental cognitive orientation of an individual or society encompassing the whole of the individual’s or society’s knowledge and point of view.

A worldview can include natural philosophy; fundamental, existential, and normative postulates; or themes, values, emotions, and ethics.

Worldviews are often taken to operate at a conscious level, directly accessible to articulation and discussion[/mfn] suddenly born with varying degrees of explosions.

Unaware of the emperor’s almost exploding imagination behind him, Gu Gui’s footsteps were light and fast, nodding back to everyone who greeted him all the way back.

His eyes were full of Lu Chiqiu who was waiting for him alone on the side.

There was singing and dancing, gobbling and mingling.

In the dazzling backdrop, Lu Chiqiu was leaning against the table, his figure set off by his attire, his soft black eyes falling quietly into the colors, his lips smiling as he looked at him.

Softness and strength, warmth and harshness, mingled wonderfully in the slightly hazy light.

The noise beside his ears seemed to be faded away, and the light tune became unusually pleasing to the ear.

The crowd was buzzing, and the figures were staggering, but everything became dispensable and did not attract his attention in the slightest.

All the dangers that lurked, all the ambitions that surged, all the calculations and plans that went unnoticed, all the tension that had been in his mind since he stepped into the banquet, all seemed to have melted away in that momentary fluttering of his heart.

Gu Gui’s tall, rough figure crossed the dance floor, stepping over the floating shadow of the ground and striding towards his lover.

Smiling and holding one hand on his shoulder, he leaned down towards him.

“This gentleman.” The Imperial Marshal’s voice, which had always been stern and cold, lowered warmly, falling into the young omega’s ear, his dark pupils smiling and falling steadily into the soft light of the ocean.

“May I ask you to dance?”