The fierce and cute interstellar marshal is Tuan Tsao plush

Chapter 1
Star calendar 685, the edge of the Mosuo star field.

The quiet universe reveals a faint starlight, and the vacuum environment cannot transmit sound, but the huge fire that suddenly lit up lit up the entire area, announcing the tragedy after the explosion.

Countless mecha wreckage and spaceship fragments drifted away from the center of the explosion, and the explosion also lifted up countless Zerg remains. It was a silent feast.

An anxious voice came from the communicator on the ear, accompanied by the "sizzling" sound of electromagnetic interference.

"marshal?"

"Master Marshal, please answer when you hear..."

"What's going on with you, please answer when you hear it, it's over!"

"What should I do? There will be rebels here from time to time. Those damned guys will only stir up troubles all day long if they don't destroy the Zerg. If the Marshal is not here, I'm afraid they will have other thoughts."

"The communication system was disturbed by unknown reasons, and the signal over there cannot be connected!"

On the battleship, Hook stared like a tiger, and suppressed the group of people who were in a mess: "Shut your mouths tightly, and find the whereabouts of the marshal as quickly as possible! Otherwise, none of you will have to come back. !"

"Yes!"

……

The communicator on the wrist beeped, and the owner of the communicator closed his eyes tightly at this moment, ignorant of the outside situation.

Suddenly, the light of the communicator flashed, and a name with a different format appeared on the top of the names of many contacts, and there was an encrypted asterisk before the name—Shen Xunhan.

The next moment, the owner of the communicator had bulging veins, as if he was enduring something painful.

The drooping wolf tail flickered, and the eyes suddenly opened, a cold light flashed in the sharp star pupils.

A name was faintly revealed on the blood-stained name tag on his chest: Hugh Albert.

He raised his eyes to look at the half-broken display screen, and the large red characters of the communication system showed that he had lost contact with the outside world.He stood up, and stretched out his hand with difficulty to open the door of his mech. When fresh air was poured into his lungs again, he slowly felt that he was really still alive.

It wasn't until he supported his body and left the mecha that was almost destroyed that only the cockpit was left, that he realized that he should have fallen on a barren star, otherwise his mecha's backup communication would not be able to function at all. The signal is also not received.

In the current situation, we can only wait for rescue while recuperating.

He subconsciously glanced at the communicator on his wrist.

When I saw the interface of the communicator, my pupils suddenly opened slightly. This is...

Almost all the names on the communicator are now grayed out, only the one with the encrypted asterisk on the top is always lit.

After struggling for a long time, he opened the input box for that name, looked at the messages on it, and frowned.

The message bar, which had been empty all the time, has now been filled, and there are still a bunch of unclear words on it.

"Good morning, boyfriend~ Today is another happy day..."

"I'm wrong, don't ignore me, I treat you to dinner to accompany the crime?"

"Good night, remember to reply to my message tomorrow! [Love]"

"Morning! I have to go out all day again today, so I can't send messages..."

Not too much information like this, just enough to fill the screen.

After thinking for a while, he stretched out his finger and put a question mark "?" in the input box with difficulty.

This was his first reply after adding the other party to the communicator. Seeing this familiar yet unfamiliar avatar, he rubbed his forehead with some headaches, and his memory gradually came back.

His match, whom he has never met, seems to be out of his mind!

This made him wonder if the main star's system had any prejudice against him.He chose to participate in alien matching just because the country needs an influential person like him, and it doesn't matter who the matching partner is.

At the point where he is today, he doesn't need to rely on marriage to achieve any purpose, and he doesn't have much expectation for marriage.

Female creatures... really troublesome!

However, I don’t know why, even though all the signals have disappeared, the name on the communicator is still available for contact!
He had learned the news of the successful match before this expedition, and the urgent battle did not give him enough time to think, so he left the main star in a hurry.

And now... is their first contact since they were successfully matched.

If he wanted to leave here as soon as possible, he might need her help, such as contacting people on the main planet.

But... Now he wonders if his match can do it?
He stared at the communicator and didn't see any reply from the other party for a long time. Except for the message box, options such as holographic video were grayed out and unavailable!This meant that he could only wait passively, which made Marshal, who had always taken the initiative and used to being calm and reserved, a little irritable.

Looking around, there is nothing but gravel and open fields.

Before that, he needs to find something to stop the bleeding!

……

The earth at the same time, 2035 in the Gregorian calendar.

Shen Xunhan, who had no idea that he was judged as "not good enough" by someone far away and unknown, was sitting in a coffee shop with a cup of caramel latte in his hand. The urge to splash hot coffee on the face of the person opposite.

Because she hasn't seen the sun for a long time, her face is slightly pale, and her delicate face is a little haggard.

The person in front of him was still talking to himself endlessly. After seeing the weak and pale face of the girl in front of him, he was obviously very confident in the purpose of his trip.

"You also know that it's not easy for Huai Yi to start a business all these years. His goal since he was a child is to defeat those people and take back his father's company, but this road is too difficult."

"It's hard to get this opportunity now. With the help of the Shu family, he doesn't have to worry about being tricked every day. Even if the Shu family didn't give these funds, at least I won't trip Huai Yi..."

"We are not greedy for the money. We can keep the 200 million that the Shu family gave you to write your name. As long as you separate from Huai Yi first and keep Miss Shu's family safe, even if you fail to stay with Huai Yi Together, we also treat you as our own daughter and will never treat you badly! Of course, after this period of time, let Huai Yi find an excuse to break up."

The girl in front of her looked like the delicate little white flower type at first glance. This kind of girl is usually very considerate of others.

As this saying goes, advance, attack, retreat, and defend.

The waiter, who was listening to the gossip with relish, looked at the weak girl who was tightly holding the coffee cup in her hand, and couldn't help feeling sympathetic.

Such a girl, placed in the proper heroine configuration in the ancient TV dramas, is lovable.Putting it into the current plot, most of it is the unlucky Bai Yueguang.

However, these are not what they need to worry about.

Pity……

Just when everyone was guessing that the plot would develop like the heroines of ancient idol dramas, throwing checks on each other's faces and saying that they were true love, or just take the money and leave like a female supporting role, Shen Xunhan, who had never said a word Finally got a response.

She looked up at the woman in front of her, her eyes drooping slightly.

200 million?separate?What about a TV show?
"Is Mrs. Liang's 200 million yuan pre-tax or after-tax? Is it a gift contract? There are no notaries and lawyers, so you just brought a check. I'm afraid... it's not convenient. This verbal thing is the best It’s easy to make mistakes, and your son also runs a company, so you should be very clear about this.”

That delicate and sensual face is still there, but the words in his mouth are extremely rational.

She slowly took a sip of the coffee in her hand, um... the temperature is just right, it was worth waiting for so long, and she listened to a lot of nonsense.

Mrs. Liang who was sitting opposite Shen Xunhan and the onlookers widened their eyes when they heard this.

They have guessed countless possibilities, but there is no such reaction.

"You..." No matter whether she chose to take the money or not, Mrs. Liang had already thought of the corresponding argument.It's just that she came so suddenly that I couldn't pick it up at all.

Shen Xunhan naturally noticed everyone's reaction.

After coughing lightly, she slowly put down the cup in her hand, and slowly took the mobile phone on the table back to her hand.

"If you really want to give me money, we'll sign a contract, and then it will be directly transferred to this account." She took a napkin from the table and wrote a string of words on it with the eyeliner she carried with her. number and a name.

Then he pushed the written tissue in the direction of Mrs. Liang: "I repeat, I'm not interested in your son. I have a boyfriend. But... I don't think I have too much money."

After she finished speaking, she just smiled and looked at Mrs. Liang who was sitting opposite.

What Mrs. Liang said just now made her almost certain that the other party already knew the inheritance conditions in Liang Huaiyi's father's will, and wanted to separate herself from her son to get the help of the Shu family, but did not want to give up that inheritance.

I want both, there is no such cheap thing in the world.

"Xiaohan, you can't talk nonsense about having a boyfriend. It's just a number left by your father. You are young and should be more advanced than me. Arranged marriages are not popular now. What's more, when you were young , How can the casual words of the elders count? That account is just a zombie account."

Mrs. Liang has always thought that Shen Xunhan's so-called fiancé who is married to his fingertips is nonsense, what can a single communication number represent?
Shen Xunhan was looking for a friend to call him to rescue him, but when he saw some news, he suddenly paused.

Putting his mobile phone in front of Mrs. Liang, the corner of his mouth was slightly hooked: "Who said it was a zombie account?"

Although there was only a simple question mark "?", someone did reply at the other end.

No matter what kind of turmoil was in her heart at the moment, the expression on her face was still very calm, as if she was not surprised by the other party's reply.

Mrs. Liang was obviously taken aback when she saw the message on her mobile phone, and wanted to say something more.

But Shen Xunhan stood up directly: "There are still some things to do today, so I won't waste Madam Liang's time. Liang Huaiyi told him in advance for me to wish him and Miss Shu a happy marriage for a hundred years."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Mrs. Liang's response, she hurried out of the coffee shop.

Her footsteps were in a hurry, and it was obvious that she had wasted a lot of time going out this way.

It wasn't until he returned to his residence, changed his coat, and buried himself in the soft beanbag full of white fur, that Shen Xunhan took out his mobile phone again, and saw the picture that was pinned to the top.

"How could someone reply?" She stared at the question mark for a long time in puzzlement.

The "boyfriend" she just mentioned is of course nothing, it was just used to deal with Liang Huaiyi casually.

To be honest, she didn't know how this number appeared on her mobile phone. Judging from the avatar and circle of friends, it was definitely a zombie number.

She once tried to delete it, after all, her mobile phone does not save any strangers and useless public accounts, but no matter what method she tried, even if she deleted it, it would still be intact the next day. on your mobile phone.

At first, she thought it was a phone malfunction or a virus, but after switching to a different phone, as long as she logged in to her social account, that number would reappear at the top of her address book.

However, since there was no movement on this number for such a long time, she gradually ignored its existence.Occasionally use it as a file transfer tool or a memo. After all, it is the first place on the top and it is easy to find.

And that number never got a response.

A few days ago, in order to deal with Liang Huaiyi, she spent a lot of time disguising this account as "boyfriend who is having trouble", so she sent those messages.

If someone on the other end of the account is actually watching...

Those words posted above... are really too shameful!

Want to experience it live?
Thinking of this, she opened the input box hesitantly, pondering over how to explain her actions.

"Sorry, I didn't know someone was using this account..." Delete!
"Sorry, I sent to the wrong person before..." Delete it!It's possible that I sent it wrong one day, it's been such a long time.

"I pretended you were my boyfriend's because I was harassed..." Delete!What does this matter to others!

After struggling for a while, she resignedly put the phone back on her lap, and covered her head with a pillow like an ostrich.

Forget it, let her talk quietly first!
At this moment, the phone rang suddenly, which startled the ostrich-shaped her and almost threw the phone out.She hasn't figured out what to say, what's the matter with the direct phone call?
She quickly put the pillow aside and glanced at the name on the phone.

It's ok, ok, it's not that number.

Pressed the answer button, and before she could say anything, the other side asked a lot of questions: "Why did you go out just after you were discharged from the hospital the day before yesterday? I heard that Liang Huaiyi's mother is looking for you? You are not right How about it? And what's the matter with the number they mentioned, isn't it just an ordinary zombie number, there are really people..."

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