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Marshal, Please Calm Down

Summary Hacker God Mo is the Number 1 Hacker from the 21st Century. Reborn in the Interstellar era, he was an ancient man from thousands of years ago. His ambition is to shine the name of God Mo in the interstellar era. As for his Male God, he is a famous Marshal who sits in the top platform of Gods: a noble and cold person. To protect his little chrysanthemum, Wu ZiMo decided to pretend to be an ordinary person. Let’s see how long can Wu ZiMo can protect his chrysanthemum… I mean, his identity as an ordinary person. Associated Names MPCD [星际]元帅请淡定 Author Mo Tu 莫土 Tags Aliens Army Beast Companions Futuristic Setting Genius Protagonist Hackers Handsome Male Lead Hidden Abilities Love Interest Falls in Love First Loyal Subordinates Military Older Love Interests Outer Space Pets Popular Love Interests Possessive Characters Power Couple Previous Life Talent Programmer Strong Love Interests Transmigration

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145 Chs

Chapter 145 - Amo: Ares in my house does not accept hatching eggs.

Scott looked at Wu ZiMo who was awkward with him, his heart softened, his brows and eyes were smiling, his hands kept moving, and he kneaded Wu ZiMo's sore waist with moderate strength.

A certain marshal squeezed his sensitive waist with a thinly callused hand, Wu ZiMo was of course awkward at first. But soon, it started to feel comfortable under Scott's proficient movements. Scott's act of ingratiating made Wu ZiMo's temper a little lower.

He leaned on Scott's chest, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the personal service of Scott, the Marshal of the Scourge Legion.

It took a while for Wu ZiMo to feel that he was not as sour and soft as before, and at the same time he remembered something that seemed to be forgotten.

"Where are Ares?"

Yes, Wu ZiMo forgot his cute eggs! Didn't find Ares in the spiritual world, which means that his house has been selling cute eggs.

"Ares?" Seeing Wu ZiMo sitting up suddenly, his shirt slipped off, revealing the body covered with ambiguous traces under his clothes.

Scott's eyes darkened, but he didn't do anything. Instead, he pulled the slipped clothes and put them on Wu ZiMo.

Although the cockpit of the mech has a constant temperature, the boy is not wearing clothes now, and it is not good to catch a cold.

Wu ZiMo didn't feel ashamed at this time. He naturally followed Scott's movements and pulled off the shirt covering his body. He nodded and replied, "It's my cute egg. Ahem, you saw it just now. An egg."

Speaking of his cute egg, and compare it with the quantum beasts of other sentinel guides... Forget it, don't compare it, heartache.

Scott was aware of the sudden appearance of the egg-shaped quantum beast before, and now it was confirmed from Wu ZiMo's mouth, his eyes moved, and unidentified thoughts passed through his eyes.

The egg-shaped quantum beast, which is very rare in the history of the Interstellar Federation, and...

"ZiMo, you..."

"En? What's the matter?" Looking for Wu ZiMo, who sells cute eggs, he was surprised to see the Marshal Scott hesitating.

"It's nothing." In the end Scott still didn't explain, and interrupted the topic directly.

He once swears to Wu ZiMo that he will take care of the outside affairs. His teenager only needs to play with his interests happily.

"Scott, do you know where Ares is? How come I always feel that it is nearby but I can't find it."

Although his cute egg was small, the surrounding area where the mecha landed was very deserted. He clearly felt that Ares was nearby, but no matter how Wu ZiMo found it, he couldn't find it. When I glanced over, I only saw Caesar's leisurely and freehand gesture, that is, I didn't see his cute egg.

Meeting Wu ZiMo's bewildered eyes, Scott fell silent and said, "Caesar." It's just that instead of answering Wu ZiMo, Scott called Caesar not far away.

Wu ZiMo was strange, but he still followed Scott's gaze, and then he was embarrassed...

I saw Caesar, who had been lying on the ground very leisurely and didn't know what to do, had to stand up under the command of the master. Only then did Wu ZiMo see clearly that under Caesar's soft abdomen, his cute egg was shivering. .

Ares, who was pressed by Caesar under the hair on his abdomen, didn't know what had happened. The mountain on his body finally left. Feeling the owner's sight, he rushed towards the owner, with two broad tears on the eggshell.

(ㄒoㄒ) Master...

"Ahem, Ares good, don't be afraid, the master is here." Looking down at Ares, he rushed into his arms like a cannonball, Wu ZiMo soothed his head full of black lines.

After touching it for a while, Wu ZiMo calmed down the frightened Ares. Wu ZiMo raised his head and said silently to Scott behind him: "Scott, although our Ares is an egg, it can't be hatched..."

So can you ask your Caesar not to use COS hens to hatch his Ares as eggs, okay?

Don't say Wu ZiMo is speechless, even Scott himself is very helpless with Caesar's behavior. Quantum beasts are high-latitude living entities manifested by the spiritual power of sentry guides. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are clones of sentry guides, but quantum beasts also have their own personalities.

So Caesar's incubation behavior really has nothing to do with the owner, Scott!

Before Scott could answer, Caesar slowly entered the cockpit of the mecha. It makes the cockpit that is not big feel more cramped. Wu ZiMo was sitting on Scott's body, and Ares was in Wu ZiMo's arms. The height of Caesar is so good that it can be face to face with Ares.

After entering the cockpit, the owner of Caesar did not rub against Wu ZiMo as usual. Instead, he opened his mouth and gave Ares a drooling shower with his big tongue.

"..."

Seeing that the whole egg in his arms was stiff and Caesar licked Ares around, Wu ZiMo had no choice but to ask Scott for help.

"Scott, take Caesar back into the spiritual world." Or his Ares is really stiff to change.

Poor child, I was really terrified today.

"Okay." Of course Scott wouldn't refuse Wu ZiMo's request. Even if he had a pair of silver vertical pupils who had met him with an uneasy look, Scott still kept Caesar away from his spiritual world.

Without Caesar, Ares, this terrified cute egg, can finally relax.

(ㄒoㄒ) Master, the big black panther is so terrible, he almost squashed Ares.

"Don't be afraid, Ares is still so cute and round, come on, don't be afraid to give your master a kiss."

Looking at Ares who kept rubbing himself to find comfort, Wu ZiMo lifted it up with a smile, and tweeted heavily on the eggshell.

(*/ω╲*)

Seeing Ares's shy expression, Wu ZiMo smiled, and the marshal's face turned dark when he was holding Wu ZiMo.

The relationship between the owner and the Quantum Beast is very close, which is normal, but the first time Scott sees the interaction between Ares and Wu ZiMo, why is it so annoying!

Sentinels with a strong desire for monopolization, sometimes indeed even the Quantum Beast of the guide will be jealous. Of course, every time at this time, it was the turn of the sentinel's quantum beast.

Just as the sentinels have a strong desire to monopolize their bound guides, the relationship between their quantum beasts is the same.

Ares rubbing against Wu ZiMo's arms, he felt that he was suddenly picked up by a big hand. He was stunned and didn't know what was happening. Then he faced a pair of silver pupils like a big black panther, and then it felt like flying away. In a familiar hair.

Things developed so fast that Ares didn't react at all and started to stiffen all over again. Because the big black panther that disappeared appeared again!

(° △°|||) What happened to the master, the master! ? How did the disappearing panther appear again! ! !

Ares, who wanted to ask for help from the owner, hadn't moved yet, so he was pressed down by Caesar. This time, it was not the abdomen, but Caesar's forelegs circled under his chin.

Ares feels that the top of his head is really heavy now...

(ㄒoㄒ)

"...Scott!" Scott not only snatched his Ares away, but also threw it to Caesar. Isn't this to make his Ares scared of the egg yolk!

"Nothing will happen." Wu ZiMo, a rookie, didn't know, Scott would not understand. The sentinel and the Quantum Beast of the guide get along a lot, which is good for both sides.

Scott knew that Wu ZiMo, a wild way, didn't know about these things, so he explained it again.

"Really?" Wu ZiMo really didn't know, he only knew that a highly integrated guide could easily help the sentry to ease his mental power.

Since the two quantum beasts are good for getting along, Wu ZiMo looked at Caesar's attitude towards Ares, and he was indeed very affectionate, but his family was too timid to sell cute eggs, so he was frightened.

"Caesar will have a sense of measure." Seeing Wu ZiMo's looseness, Master Marshal continued to speak.

"That's fine." If being with Caesar helps Ares, Wu ZiMo won't stop it.

Without Ares making a fuss, Wu ZiMo's unrecovered body began to protest again.

"Hiss." The sudden soreness caused Wu ZiMo to fall into Scott's arms.

Scott looked at the fatigue in Wu ZiMo's brows and eyes, lowered his head, and dropped a kiss on Wu ZiMo's forehead.

"If you are tired, go to sleep for a while."

Although Wu ZiMo just woke up, Scott knew that he was really excited about the previous affair. It was the first time for Wu ZiMo, and he was a young man who had just grown up. It was impossible to recover so quickly.

Wu ZiMo lowered his head and pressed his face to the position of Scott's heart. You could clearly hear the powerful beating of Scott's heart. In the rhythmic beating sound, Wu ZiMo felt relieved.

He bit his lower lip with his teeth, and for a long time, when Scott thought Wu ZiMo was asleep, he said, "Aren't you curious?"

I am not curious that a person who has not awakened suddenly becomes a guide, or a guide who is 100% integrated with himself.

However, Scott did not hesitate at all about Wu ZiMo's question, and directly gave Wu ZiMo: "Go to sleep."

Well, since Scott doesn't care anymore, he doesn't bother to explain. Not to mention that he is really sleepy now, especially surrounded by Scott's breath. Wu ZiMo feels a kind of laziness. He wants to just lie down and sleep until the end of the world.

On the other hand, Ares did not toss when Wu ZiMo was asleep, or it should be said that in the face of absolute force, Ares this cute egg can only give in crying. Nestled pitifully under Caesar's neck, he took a nap like its owner.

Scott gently stroked Wu ZiMo, who had entered a deep sleep in his arms, his eyes were full of tenderness. Caesar's vertical silver pupils glanced at the owner, lowered his head, and licked Ares trapped in its forelegs with the softest part of his tongue.

There is no peace in this compartment, and the other compartment can only be said to be a joke.

The author has something to say: A'Mo: Caesar, even if you want a COS hen, find the right person to incubate!

Caesar: Try hard to incubate eggs in spring, and harvest a lot of Ares in autumn

Master Marshal:...

Ares: O__O