Mr. Bei's room was clean and tidy, but it was excessively tidy, which always gave people the illusion of a cold room with a low room temperature. [No pop-up novel website] Gu Hanhan thinks this is because the house is not popular enough. Mr. Bei is usually either in the International Students Mutual Aid Association or in the laboratory, and rarely stays at home for a whole day. Sometimes I'm busy with experiments or training until late at night, so I don't even go back to the dormitory to sleep, and just spend the night in the hibernation box. Recently, Luo Lin was dragged into doing renovations, and she spent all day and night at the construction site. She even had to squeeze in time to eat, let alone come back to sleep.
Gu Hanhan used temporary permission to connect to Zhi Nao to raise the room temperature, went to Mr. Bei's bedroom to find a thin blanket, then lay down on the sofa with his clothes on, planning to stay here until dawn.
Since the last time she and Anthony did a healing cycle in the dormitory, which almost caused the death of Young Master Bei, Gu Hanhan felt guilty and brought back a lot of isolation materials from the laboratory, and plastered them all over the walls of the room to make up for the situation. . better than nothing. The warp and weft threads of this wallpaper-like fabric are mixed with a small amount of norium. Although it may not be useful for those with an energy field of Anthony's level, at least it can easily interfere with the energy dissipation of low-level superpowers like Monique. Blocking it is no problem.
However, after eliminating the interference of the young man who was gnawing away like a squirrel, Gu Hanhan still couldn't fall asleep. A girl under the age of nineteen experienced insomnia for the first time in her life. This kind of torture, which is said to be exclusive to middle-aged and elderly successful people, even struck Gu Hanhan as funny and unbelievable at first, because she is neither old nor successful, and the highest professional title she currently has seems to be David Du. Lan's "mistress", but after the initial novelty wore off, Gu Hanhan soon got a taste of it.
She had a splitting headache, her eyeballs were swollen and painful, and her nerves were like taut strings. All kinds of things were rushing through her mind, including hopeless research on healing waves, a love triangle with no idea of how it would end, and no trace of the relationship between her and Anthony. The bright future, all the worries that she had suppressed in her heart and never dared to admit or even think about, came up together, blocking her throat, and no matter how hard she tried, she could not be relieved.
She closed her eyes, but her eyes were rounded, and the surroundings were empty but annoyingly noisy.
The light suddenly brightened, and the white light shone through the thin skin of her eyelids. Gu Hanhan covered her face with her hands, then opened her eyes and saw Bei Shaohuan standing at the door.
"Han Han?" Bei Shaohuan was a little surprised, "Why did you sleep here? If you need anything, you should message me directly."
"It's okay. It's just two new research assistants who came to stay overnight. They made a lot of noise. I'll go to your room to hide for a while."
Gu Hanhan stood up, wrapped herself in pajamas, picked up the thin blanket that fell on the ground, and asked, "I thought you weren't going back to the dormitory today - what time is it now?"
Bei Shaohuan looked at the time: "Five o'clock in the morning. I just came down from the ground and saw that there was still a little time, so I planned to come back and take a shower. Our space simulation field was delivered to the predetermined orbit early this morning, which went very smoothly."
"Then you go into the room and sleep." Bei Shaohuan said, "I'll take a shower and eat something before going to the laboratory. I'm almost finished and there's still a lot of things waiting for me."
Gu Hanhan waved his hand: "I'm not going to sleep anymore. I can't sleep anyway. Why not get up at this time and have breakfast with you."
After saying that, she yawned and went to the kitchen, toasted some bread, turned on the hot water, found the coffee beans she had given to Mr. Bei, ground them into powder, placed two cups, and fiddled with them carefully.
After taking a shower, Bei Shaohuan started frying two sausages, a pair of eggs, and cut some fruits. Then the two of them sat down at the dining table with their wet hair.
"You are not in good spirits and you have dark circles under your eyes." He casually chatted with her, "Aren't the newly recruited research assistants students from the school? They don't have a place to live?"
"They are still students. They are obviously minors who have run away from home. I don't even know if they have gone to school or not," Gu Hanhan said blatantly, "One is a middle grader and the other is a second grader."
Bei Shaohuan was a little surprised: "How could it be? Shouldn't he notify his parents when he leaves home? How could he really keep their assistant, not to mention that one of them is a minor."
"There's no way, I can't accept it," Gu Hanhan shook his head in distress, his expression as if he had a piece of brown candy stuck to him, "His father is Mo Qi, he's too awesome and we can't afford to offend him."
Bei Shaohuan couldn't help but frown, with a look on his face as he tried to remember: "This name sounds a bit familiar."
"So you look like a science guy who is a staunch atheist."
Gu Hanhan laughed, and then connected the smart brain to the calendar card on the dining table, tapped with his fingers, and entered a few characters familiarly. A portrait pops up on the calendar card. It is not the usual virtual projection, but an ancient two-dimensional portrait. This naturally makes the portrait covered with a layer of sacred color - the portrait is a person wearing a thick divine robe. The old man holds a gorgeous long sword and has a majestic look.
"Much more domineering than a real person..."
Gu Hanhan muttered this in a low voice and turned the calendar card to face Bei Shaohuan.
"The Pope of Asgard, the guardian knight of the Earth Goddess Gaia, one of the twenty-three existing sect masters of the Galaxy Temple Religion, No, it's him."
"It turns out he's the Pope of the Temple Cult. He should be a very powerful figure." Bei Shaohuan read the small print introduction of the Du Niang character under the portrait. He nodded to show he understood. But no matter from his expression or tone, it was more like he understood a word in a textbook or a name on the news broadcast, with a clear sense of distance. Just like a Chinese in the AD era pointed to the picture of the Pope on the Internet and said, "I know what this person does."
Gu Hanhan understands this sense of distance. It is difficult for fellow villagers like them from the earth to have any religious beliefs, and the lighthouse star has always been a free city where freedom shines. So, she smiled and said to Bei Shaohuan: "They are more than powerful. The so-called emperor in the night, the hand that secretly controls the world, is them."
Bei Shaohuan was startled: "It's not that exaggerated. The followers of the Temple Cult are all over the universe, and the influence of religious leaders must be great, but it does not mean that all high-level superpowers who become the masters of the sect must send a paragraph in the ceremony. The oath is what 'Starting from tonight, I will dedicate my life and glory to the people, and watch the progress of mankind in the dark and boundless universe, without wearing a crown or holding a scepter...' The articles of association of the Super Power Association include Such a thing."
"That's why it's called secret control." Gu Hanhan said.
She lowered her head and gently stirred the coffee in the cup. This was prepared by one of the valets for Gu Hanhan. The dense aroma came out, which was very pleasant. So Gu Hanhan smiled and went to see her fellow Earthling: "Mr. Bei, you have stayed on the Lighthouse Planet for several years. What do you think of the superpower nobles here?"
"Rich, willful!" Bei Shaohuan pursed his lips and said a joke, "The four tallest, handsomest and richest!"
"Seriously."
"It doesn't seem to be much different from the big plutocrats or princes and nobles. There are also human elites, the pillars of society. There are also bastards who bully others and do all kinds of evil." Mr. Bei scratched his head and said, "If there is any difference, then It’s a special kind of anarchism. I don’t know if it’s because of the two worlds and religions. People with super powers seem to be very personal heroes. They can be seen all over the universe. There are legends in every industry. I don’t know when. He appears as a hero and then disappears again."
Gu Hanhan shook his head slightly: "I used to think that people with super powers were like this. But when I arrived at the Lighthouse Star, I realized that they were just rangers, not nobles."
Gu Hanhan took a sip of coffee: "I heard that the super-powerful nobles of Lighthouse Star are the ones who secretly control human society. The kings, heads of state, and the elite plutocrats are their lackeys and puppets. Among them are ancient thousand-year-old families, and some have just risen. The powerful superpowers attracted a large number of vassals and extended their tentacles into all aspects of human society." Then Gu Hanhan showed Bei Shaohuan the power pyramid that Anthony had drawn for himself in Dongdan.
"I remembered that Sister Luo Lin once mentioned that officials from the United Nations Health Agency were attendants of her family." Bei Shaohuan frowned at the triangle, then raised his head to look at Gu Hanhan: "You seem to know a lot about superpower aristocrats? "
"My boyfriend happens to be a super-powerful aristocrat." Gu Hanhan spread his hands, "A former aristocrat."
Bei Shaohuan nodded and said nothing. He cut the cheese and spread it on the bread. The way he held the knife was very beautiful, with the beauty of an artist. Gu Hanhan ate the buttered bread passed by Bei Shaohuan, looked at his slender fingers, and once again thought of the girl duke in a white dress from the Carmon Atun family. So she told Bei Shaohuan about the gossip she got from Anthony——
"Speaking of the father of the troubled boy who ran away from home next door, I heard a gossip about him."
"It seems that he was just a wandering ranger in the universe at the beginning, without a strong family background. However, because he was extremely strong and had great superpower potential, when he was about forty years old and his superpowers exceeded the seventh level, he was killed by a powerful person. A superpower family with a history of six to seven hundred years fell in love with him. In order to recruit him, they used marriage arrangements and asked the youngest daughter of the family to fall in love with him. Later, he actually became the son-in-law of this family, and even fell in love with that The youngest daughter was officially married. But what was more tragic was that he later killed her because he found out that he had been deceived."
"Superpowers are a powerful world." Gu Hanhan said to Bei Shaohuan casually as if he didn't care, "If a superpower family does not have a strong superpower user for decades, it will have no control over its vassals. is about to decline, the family reputation will inevitably decline. In this case, they have to look for potential and high-level superpowers to find ways to absorb them into the family to maintain the situation. It is said that the most commonly used method is marriage, and the unmarried children in the family Use it as a tool to make transactions..."
"So that's it..." Bei Shaohuan thought thoughtfully.
Gu Hanhan was very satisfied with Mr. Bei's reaction, but asked deliberately. "what happened?"
"Oh, do you know why Chris ran away from home when I met her?" Bei Shaohuan asked, and then told Gu Hanhan, "Because her family made a marriage contract for her, and the person of the marriage contract was He is a superpower with great potential and a high level. He has level seven, but he is already over sixty years old and lives a dissolute life with countless mistresses."
Bei Shaohuan pursed his lips, showing a boyish resentment and indignation: "Chris is not even eighteen yet! This is so despicable, shameless and too much!"
"Uh-" Gu Hanhan was speechless, feeling like he had shot himself in the foot today.
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