Not Cold [Interstellar]

The T party has always been very ambitious, and Ke Wei knew it very well from his last life.

The Pope has never relaxed his vigilance against the T Party for a moment. He buried his eyeliner and beat and suppressed him. As long as the members of the Parliament are connected with the T Party, the Pope will remove it without leaving the slightest affection.

But from the standpoint of the T Party, Ke Wei agrees with the Pope’s approach-even if the religious government ruled by the Pope is not the best choice, this political system is relatively stable and definitely much better than the T Party military government.

Compared with the commander of the Third Legion, who acts both righteously and evilly and likes to go to extremes, although the Pope’s rule has drawbacks, it can at least guarantee the stable development of mankind within these twenty years.

Although the T party is an organization, it has developed beyond ordinary civil organizations. They have their own culture and religious rituals to restrict the dedication and loyalty of their members.

They have the ambition to kill the creation religion, and under the right conditions, they have the ability to replace the creation religion and establish a new type of government. Therefore, it is no wonder that the Pope regards it as a confidant.

What Lan said was still a wake-up call for Ke Wei.

The military department has not yet officially issued the military order that Zhong Yue was promoted to the commander of the Second Corps, and another contender, the deputy regiment, Legg, is still eligible to serve as the commander of the legion.

Legg has the support of the T party behind the scenes. The T party has always been good at playing yin. He must go back and remind Zhong Yue to be more careful.

Ke Wei smiled at Lan and thought to himself, what this kid said should be his own way.

It's just that Ke Wei didn't expect that the T party would find him so soon, just like someone in the T party had been paying attention to him for a long time.

After class, a senior senior from the T-Party Brotherhood waited outside Ke Wei’s classroom and chatted on his way to the next class. After giving Ke Wei his contact information, he separated.

If Ke Wei did not know that he was a key member of the T-Party Brotherhood at this time, he would already know very well by night.

He had just received the message in his personal terminal, and Zhong Yue told him that his affairs had not been handled properly and he would not be able to come back tonight.

After Ke Wei responded briefly, he saw a familiar figure on his only way back to the dormitory.

The pope did not wear the papal robe that was too high in recognition. He rarely traveled in casual clothes. He wore a slim dark gray formal suit. The sharp color contrast made his face paler. He was wearing sunglasses and sitting in a cafe. Drink tea quietly.

Several plainclothes guards were scattered around him, and Ke Wei recognized them after a rough scan.

When the pope saw Ke Wei, he beckoned to have a guard to pay for him, and he walked towards Ke Wei in a cool manner.

Ke Wei saw that the Pope was in a complicated mood, let alone he appeared without saying a greeting like this. Ke Wei quickly adjusted the expression on his face from "scare" to "surprise" and greeted the Pope.

With people coming and going around, the pope made a slight gesture, and the guards scattered around to protect him, making him less conspicuous.

He and Ke Wei walked slowly on the grassy path of the campus, and asked, "How are you adapting to the new school?"

"Fortunately." Ke Wei answered cautiously: "After all, it is the Imperial Higher Military Academy. The professors are knowledgeable and charismatic, and every course is very interesting."

The Pope said: "You continue to follow the courses here. You can spare three days a week and return to the Central Holy See when you have time."

Ke Wei felt a little stunned. If he went to the Holy See three days a week, according to Zhong Yue's character, he would drive the warship directly to the Capital Star, blasting the Central Holy See into scum.

The pope frowned: "Is it embarrassing? Regarding the affairs of the Holy See, you can't shelve it."

Ke Wei thought for a while: "The schoolwork here is not easy..."

Before Ke Wei finished speaking, the pope interrupted: "You must find a way to take care of yourself, otherwise you will immediately... leave school and return... cough cough cough cough!"

Ke Wei remembered that when he met with the Pope in the Holy See half a month ago, the Pope was still urging him to go to the military academy to complete his studies as soon as possible. Why did the Pope change his mind in just two weeks?

The pope seemed to be prepared. When he started to cough, he shook out a white handkerchief with exquisite embroidery from his sleeve to cover his mouth.

Ke Wei supported him, the Pope's back was still straight, but he couldn't help shaking. He coughed for a long time, leaning most of his body's power on Ke Wei. Ke Wei had never seen the pope so weak, and his pain could hardly be concealed.

The pope's condition worsened.

At this moment, Ke Wei suddenly had a guess that the Pope was anxious to send him back to the Holy See, was it because his health deteriorated?

But... it shouldn't.

Okay, why did the pope suddenly get such a serious illness?

It took a long time for the Pope to slow down, and Ke Wei worried: "Why don't I accompany you back to the Central Holy See? I feel that your condition has not improved. Would you like to see another doctor?"

The pope shook his head slowly: "I know it in my heart, you don't have to worry."

"Ke Wei." The pope said lightly: "I need you to come back and help me with some of the government affairs. There are still many things, you must start to learn now."

Ke Wei tasted a somewhat inexplicable meaning in this sentence for no reason. He looked at the pope worriedly, but the pope just smiled, patted the back of Ke Wei's hand, broke free of Ke Wei's support, and walked slowly forward. go.

Ke Wei accompanied the pope along the stone road, but the pope did not speak and did not know what he was thinking. After a while, the pope said: "You have been here for a month. What new friends have you made?"

"I have some contacts with classmates who are in the same class, and there are often academic exchanges."

The Pope asked: "What about life?"

Ke Wei went through it in his mind: "When I wasn't in class, I went straight back to the dormitory. I didn't have much communication with them outside of school."

The pope said indifferently: "Well, that's okay, stay away from the people of the T party. You have to respect your identity and don't do rash things."

Ke Wei was surprised: "T Party?"

"The senior elders who were looking for you today are the nephews of the senior officers of the Third Army. I don't know why they will stare at you."

Ke Wei did not speak.

"Don't be too curious, run undercover on a whim to study the cohesion of the T party." The pope seemed to see through the restlessness in Ke Wei's heart, and poured cold water relentlessly: "The first thing to join the T party is to cut off the arterial blood of all members, let the blood into a basin, mix the blood together, and then let you drink a bowl of blood, recite the oath of membership until you drink it all."

Ke Wei: "...Okay, I will take care of them far away, don't worry."

The pope smiled slightly: "You often stay in the dormitory... How do you get along with your roommate?"

Ke Wei, who was still immersed in the **** picture, suddenly realized that the road they were walking was the direction to his dormitory.

At this time, Ke Wei’s real roommate Zhong Yue was in Ke Wei’s dormitory.

There is a melodious violin solo in the living room, half a champagne in an ice bucket, and a large bunch of delicate and beautiful roses in the living room. Zhong Yue’s kitchen was humming a little song, a few fresh fish were placed on the table, he prepared a few dishes that Ke Wei liked, and waiting for his lover to come back, he gave him a surprise.

But I heard a knock on the door.

Zhong Yue washed his hands, opened the door happily, and then said in surprise: "Lan?"

Lan seemed to be running all the way, still breathing slightly, "Let me in first!"

Lan swiftly stepped in from the door, closed the door and immediately leaned over to the window, staring at the corners at both ends of the road, and said nervously: "Ke Wei called me over and pretended to be his roommate. He will be there soon."

Zhong Yue keenly sensed the subtext behind this sentence: "Who is coming? Ke Wei wants you to pretend to be his roommate?"

Ke Wei's figure appeared at the end of the road. Lan watched the people walking next to him intently, and was taken aback: "The Pope!?"

Lan turned around and said nervously: "General Zhong, do you want to hide first? You put your things away first, and I'll go hide the roses in the living room..."

good very good.

Zhong Yue slowly untied his apron and placed it on the preparation table in the kitchen. He took out the electromagnetic gun from the holster, opened the safety latch with a "click", walked to the door and held it steadily, facing the door gently and said, "What is hiding? Let him come."

Lan: "..."

Ke Wei walked to his dormitory, still silently rejoicing. Thanks to good luck today, Zhong Yue was stumped by the military affairs and couldn't come back. Otherwise, Zhong Yue saw that he had brought the Pope back, and he didn't know what it would be like.

Lan in the door held Zhong Yue around his waist, for fear that Zhong Yue rushed out of the door, and killed the Pope if he was unhappy: "Don't be impulsive, impulse is the devil! You must think twice—"

Zhong Yue laughed angrily: "Get out of my way! I'm at my own house, and my wife has a white face. Why should I hide? I'm his man! What's so shameful?" @∞好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

Lan was about to kneel down for Zhong Yue, and he said in pain: "Just your posture, who would dare to green you? You have to die first if you want to look good! Well, it's not the time to kill the Pope!"

Ke Wei who walked to the door seemed to hear a voice in the door. He was not sure: "Lan, are you inside? I brought the guests back."

The voice inside stopped, Ke Wei heard the dragging sound vaguely, and Ke Wei raised his voice: "I'm coming in."

Ke Wei opened the door with his fingerprints, and the door lock opened gently. Ke Wei could not smell the aroma of the food inside, and his heart jumped heavily.

However, the Pope was behind him, and he had no time to hesitate, so he slowly opened the door of the room.

The door opened and the person inside turned his back to him.

Ke Wei breathed a sigh of relief, this height... is Lan.

Lan turned stiffly, Ke Wei and the pope's weird gaze fell on the huge bouquet of roses in his arms.

Lan gave a smile that was uglier than crying: "Hey, Ke Wei... are you back?"