Chapter 1095

Emperor Capital No. 1, Marsal Manor, the royal residence in the southeast district, the residence of the Eighth Prince Menzel, and the place where he arranged accommodation for the Ye Yanluo explorers group.

Speaking of His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince, everyone in the Weilan Empire knows that he is a typical dandy, and his handsome appearance and noble status also add a bit of color to his dandy life.

Famous cars, famous ships, beauties, antiques, fine wines, gourmet food, and good at eating, drinking and having fun.

It just so happened that such a person survived the purge of power changes before the Weilan Empire and rose to power. Just when everyone thought he would take advantage of the trend and reform himself in order to win the favor of His Majesty the Emperor, he still continued his life of drunkenness and dreams. Broken glasses.

The Marsal Manor was originally built for him to play happily.

Walking out of the parking lot, the first thing Mo Ye saw was a group of female waitresses floating past with all manners.

The black and white maid outfit, the pretty short skirt and black stockings showing long legs are sexy (sensual), and the lace and bow on the chest add a delicate and lively look, and with the sweet and pleasant fair face, it is cute The sense of sight of a soft girl.

When Yan An saw the beautiful maids walking by in a row, the discomfort caused by motion sickness seemed to have improved a lot, at least his eyes lit up.

"Those girls are high-level realistic bio-robots." Xiao Qi's small milk voice sounded in the team channel, "Their optical brain programs are very advanced, and their intelligence is not low. They are equipped with laser eye rays and anti-shock trigger grenades. , miniature tracking particle gun, titanium crystal long knife and other weapon configurations, with extremely high force value”

Obviously, they look no different from ordinary people, and neither their demeanor nor their movements are naturally stiff, but this still cannot conceal the fact that they are not human.

Xiao Qi really has bright eyes!

Luo Yuning smiled and bent over. Patted Yan An on the shoulder, "Headmaster, why do you look so disappointed in your eyes~~"

Yan An suddenly felt dizzy, Nima, besides robots, are there normal beautiful soft girls in this world?

Mo Ye's eyes swept over the passing maid, and his eyes expanded to look around. The manor is very large, and the ground is covered with small pebbles. Statue of half fruit beautiful woman in bed sheet. The statue is surrounded by surrounding fountains.

"Master. This statue is also a robot"

Mo Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, "Is it also a robot?"

"Yeah,

Most of the objects in this manor are robots. Many of them have relatively advanced concealment systems, some of which are activated, and some of which are in a dormant state, including the fact that the ground you step on is actually the shell of the robot."

Mo Ye looked down at the rocks under his feet. Below this is the battle droid.

The first technological empire of the Star Alliance of the Weilan Empire is really not bragging. On the surface, the seemingly insignificant manor with loose defenses is actually a gathering place for combat robots.

The guide led Mo Ye and his party towards the castle, the main building of the manor. "Here, Head Yan, please"

The three of them were brought into the hall of the manor, and then the guide turned around and walked away, leaving only Mo Ye and the three of them staring at each other in the empty living room.

"Why did this man leave? What do you mean?"

"Since we are allowed to come, there will be arrangements, just wait."

The palatial decor makes this parlor look like a hotel lobby.

Not long after, the Eighth Prince Mengzel and two youths in fancy clothes came down from the spiral staircase.

"Captain Yan. I kept you waiting for a long time." Menzel, with a pipe in his mouth, said this, but there was no apology in his eyes.

When Mo Ye saw the appearance of the eighth prince, he was a little surprised. He didn't expect the eighth prince to come in person. This also proves from the side how attractive the things in their hands are to the royal family of the Weilan Empire.

But what Menzel did next was somewhat unexpected.

"It's our honor to have His Royal Highness Menzel personally receive you." Yan An also said that he was honored, but his neither humble nor overbearing attitude and a proper smile could tell how honored he was.

As for Mo Ye's face, there was nothing more content.

The two shook hands to be connected.

His Majesty Menzel is also a man who doesn't play cards according to the rules, and doesn't say the reason. Just after the greetings, he pulled Yan An and walked a few steps quickly, "Let's go, if you don't go, it will be too late."

The two youths in Chinese clothes behind them glanced at Mo Ye and the three of them with half-smiles, and they looked arrogant and did not initiate a conversation.

Mo Ye was also happy and relaxed, so there was no need to waste saliva.

Yan An put his hands in his pockets, walked beside Menzel, and asked, "Where is Your Highness Menzel taking us?"

Menzel let out a puff of smoke from the side of his head, and put away his smile, "Is Captain Yan afraid that I will sell you?" After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Yan An's answer, and his face changed into a smile, "Don't worry, it's fun to show you guys something. "

Menzel opened the room on the left side of the spiral staircase before he walked in. After several people stood still, Menzel put his right hand on the door of the room, "Go to hall c02 of the arena on the 18th floor."

And then....

Mo Ye's heart skipped a beat, and the whole room fell rapidly, feeling weightless in an instant. This feeling came and went quickly, and people might even mistake it for an illusion.

Open it again, and what you see in front of you is no longer the magnificent hall before, but an underground world with a very wide view.

Mo Ye watched sitting on the VIP stand, looking at the crowded crowd below, and the men and women in fine clothes who were holding wine glasses and toasting.

You nobles really know how to play!

The fully transparent VIP room has a 360-degree line of sight with no dead ends, and the live broadcast of the game is broadcast around the light curtain. The stereo surround sound makes people feel the sound of the wind and the sound of the engine reverberating in the ear.

Yes, the three of Mo Ye are currently in the stands of the Speeding Arena.

It turned out that there was another world under the hall of the manor. This dude prince actually developed and built a huge entertainment city tens of meters underground. The Marsal Manor was just an entrance above the ground.

When Yan An saw this underground entertainment city, he was deeply shocked. He felt that he was completely unworthy of the word dude. He was so ashamed. This eighth prince really knows how to play. Still playing big enough.

In an instant, I felt that I had dropped several grades. What a sad realization.

The underground entertainment city covers an area equivalent to a medium-sized city, and the main building facility is the underground arena for speeding cars. The navigation track is tens of thousands of kilometers long, and it can circle the earth for more than one week if it is straightened.

This is obviously a place for entertainment for the high society dignitaries of the imperial capital.

"How about it, isn't this place interesting?" Menzel leaned on the railing, and smiled sideways to Mo Ye and the others behind him, "Today happens to be a master's match, you guys are lucky."

The eighth prince arranged all the itineraries. Not even given a chance to refuse. Not talking about courtship or serious business, such as Burgess, ancient medicine. People from the ancient city of Naville, people can't stop talking about it, even if they want to refuse it, they don't know how to refuse it, and their skill in roundaboutness is also first-rate.

Mo Ye and Yan An looked at each other. There is a tacit understanding in my heart.

That being the case, then let nature take its course. Since the other party wants to arrange entertainment and leisure projects for them, they readily accept it, explore the truth, and do whatever they want anyway. No more detours.

There were quite a few political and business celebrities in the VIP hall. Seeing the Eighth Prince coming in person, there was no one who was qualified enough to come to say hello.

It doesn't matter whether the prince is the fabled idiot who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun without caring about business. It is always the emperor's few surviving sons, and it is always right to have a good relationship.

at the same time. Mo Ye and the three standing next to the eighth prince also caught everyone's eyes.

"Who are those three people who can stand beside the Eighth Prince?"

"Hehe, maybe some interesting little nobleman made the Eighth Prince happy again. Last time, the Eighth Prince personally took a member of the juggling troupe to Yulinglou for dinner!"

"Too"

Although these nobles with high self-esteem still had smiles on their faces, they did not hide their contemptuous eyes.

Some people secretly wondered, "It looks familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere"

"Indeed, that aura doesn't look like someone unknown."

There was a lot of discussion in private, but some sharp-eyed people had already reacted, and then reported to their family members.

"Discover the traces of Ye Yanluo explorers group"

There are so many rich and powerful children, wealthy businessmen and celebrities present, and some of them have seen Mo Ye and the others in real life, and it is not surprising that they know each other. Ancient medicine, Burgess, and the ancient city of Naville are not things that make people envious.

Now that the rightful owner who is holding the treasure appears in front of his eyes, why is he not moved or excited.

"Your Highness Menzel, who are these?"

The Eighth Prince was still leaning on the railing and laughing recklessly, raised his hand to introduce to the visitor, "Let me introduce to you, Ye Yanluo Explorers Group, if you need any help, you can find them."

Mo Ye turned his head and glanced at the prince. Did he bring them here to inform the dignitaries of the imperial capital that they had appeared?

Yan An messaged Mo Ye on the team channel, "Hehe, the Eighth Prince is a bit interesting. Do you think he wants to win us over or just make money?"

Seeing all kinds of eyes projected towards him, eager, disdainful, contemptuous, greedy, all kinds of everything, Mo Ye is not stupid, it is obvious what the Eighth Prince wants to do .

Mo Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, and replied, "Maybe both"

Although they decided to come to the imperial capital, they were prepared to be counted and did not intend to hide their whereabouts, but it was really unpleasant to have their identities and whereabouts made public in such a gesture.

Knowing that you can't eat alone, you simply throw the prey out and let other opponents grab it. After everyone's head is bleeding, you can extend a helping hand, no matter whether the hand is extended to the original prey or the opponent. Come on, even if you don't succeed, you won't suffer any disadvantages. It's no problem. It's really a good plan that doesn't suffer any disadvantages. It's very smart.

Yan An quickly got into the mood and started friendly exchanges with the visitors.

Two strangers walked by Mo Ye, "Pharmacist Mo, long time no see, don't come here without any problems"

This sounded like a greeting, but matched with the tone and expression of the visitor, there was something else in it. The souls of gossip were burning in the audience, and their ears were pricked up.

Mo Ye was originally wandering while holding the wine glass, but when he heard someone shouting, he raised his head to look at the person coming.

The blank eyes revealed a good message, who are you?

"I know you?" Standard interrogative sentence.

"You..." the visitor snorted coldly, and his haughty aura almost collapsed, "Pharmacist Mo is such a noble person who forgets things so much, I just forgot about it not long ago, it seems that I still can't catch your eyes"

It is very rude to say this.

Ordinary people always have to explain politely at this time, but is Mo Ye an ordinary person?

Absolutely not!

"Um"

Simple monosyllabic words completely pissed off the other party.

Some of the spectators laughed out loud, whispering to each other, "Willett is deflated this time."

"Hehe, the Bernards family has also lost face."

"Hush your voice, you won't be afraid that he will hear you"

"So what if I heard it, I really thought it would be a big deal to climb up the Boer family, isn't it just a little bit of space power?"

Willett thought that the other party did it on purpose, and deliberately used this method to insult and attack him. However, in fact, Your Excellency the Mage was wronged. She really didn't remember who this person was.

"I'm Willett, and I met the ink pharmacist once on the planet Shenwang"

Mo Ye saw that the other party's face was so pale, and decided to make up for the newcomer, so he said, "Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you."

puff~~

This is not a remedy at all, but a make-up, okay?

Mo Ye's reaction was something he never expected. Willett's complexion was obviously not good at this time, and the hypocritical smile disappeared. The person he always remembered as his opponent didn't even remember who he was, and even reported Is there anything more insulting than giving a name with a blank face that you have never heard of before?

In fact, Willett is not a useless second-generation idiot, he is an extremely talented space ability user, and a talented person of the Imperial Royal Academy.

But the sense of crisis that Mo Ye brought to him was too strong, and the interest shown by the teacher made him even more unwilling, why not.

I haven't heard about the other party for more than two years, and he has finally advanced to another level through hard work day and night, and he is only one step away from the holy level. After finally rebuilding his self-confidence, he was hit when he saw Mo Ye Gone.

He didn't believe in the fact that Mo Ye was a saint from the bottom of his heart. Even if it was true, he firmly believed that the other party could not become a saint with spatial abilities, because that was impossible.

"Now that you're here, Pharmacist Mo doesn't want to play around?"

What Willett refers to is the flying car competition that flies like a meteor off the court.

Mo Ye decisively rejected "I don't want to"

Mo Ye tried the suspension car racing once, and he was very tired. Now he knows that driving is not that simple, why should he go.

Luo Meizi, who had been lying on the window and focused on watching the competitive game, suddenly turned around and raised her paw, "I want to, I want to try."

Mo Ye sat in the passenger seat of the speeding car, feeling helpless as to why he was dragged up. (to be continued)