Dressed as the only Omega in the Star Military Academy

Chapter 530 Apology

It’s Bo Cang.

Lu Chihuan's eyes couldn't help but brighten. He hid under Bo Cang's umbrella and shook his head intentionally with malice. He looked like a naughty puppy shaking off the water droplets on his body, with a bit of mischief and cunning.

Seeing Bo Cang frowning.

He laughed smugly a few more times, the corners of his lips curling up unconsciously.

But seeing Bo Cang lowered his eyebrows and stared at him silently but sharply, Lu Chihuan explained casually, "Just now when I came out of the spaceship parking area, I ran into a group of noble mercenaries. They were looking for me with a wanted warrant."

"so……"

"It just took me some time to deal with them. If you think about it, the rain helped me a lot."

Bo Cang heard this explanation, but he was not very satisfied.

He still exuded a low pressure, and his whole body was like a running refrigerator. If you got close to him, you would shiver all over.

"Why don't you find some shelter from the rain and send me a message?"

Just one phone call.

He would put down what he was doing and rush over.

"Cough cough."

Lu Chihuan blinked a few times uncomfortably, then looked at Bo Cang innocently, "I didn't think of this for a while, and I'll be arriving at my place soon anyway, so there's no need to trouble you."

"Moreover--"

He patted his chest and said, "I'm in good health. It's just a rain. It can't do anything to me."

Bo Cang sighed helplessly.

He bent his fingers and tapped Lu Chihuan's forehead, "Silly."

He was cold and decisive when dealing with the private soldiers and mercenaries sent by the nobles, and had a kind of detached calmness, but when it came to these small matters, he was always a little confused and casual.

Tsk.

Why can't I rely on myself more? Am I not reliable enough?

Bo Cang pondered for a moment.

He originally wanted to say something to Lu Chihuan, but Lu Chihuan pulled at the corner of his clothes, his wet eyelashes trembled, and he said dryly, "But you know what, it's a bit cold when the wind blows, let's go back quickly."

Worried that Lu Chihuan might catch a cold.

Bo Cang held an umbrella and took Lu Chihuan back to their temporary residence.

Once you get to the place.

He pushed Lu Chihuan into the bathroom, his voice sounding cold but concealing a bit of concern, "Go take a good hot bath first, I'll pack your clothes for you."

Lu Chihuan's nose felt a little itchy.

He raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his nose, then nodded slowly.

Bo Cang packed up his underwear and placed it on the small stool at the bathroom door. As long as Lu Chihuan opened the door a little, he could take the clothes into the bathroom.

of course.

Naturally, he also wanted to protect Lu Xing.

But there were more important things to do. Bo Cang rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen. After borrowing some ginger and brown sugar from the old man, he began to cut the ginger into slices and then boil ginger and brown sugar water.

Ever since he became the Emperor of the Empire, he rarely cooks.

Because of his noble status and identity, even if he wanted to cook or share the roasted star beast meat with his adjutant, the other party would only refuse in fear and trepidation, so over time he felt bored and tired of this matter.

So I stopped cooking.

and so.

I am still a little unfamiliar with cooking brown sugar ginger soup, and I don’t quite control the heat.

When Lu Chihuan came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, he saw Bo Cang walking in from outside with a bowl of steaming brown sugar ginger soup. His usually cold and lazy face had an unnatural look on it. "Come on, drink this first."

do not know why.

Seeing this scene, Lu Chihuan immediately thought of a sentence -

Dalang took the medicine.

He shyly scratched his cheek with his fingers, and after getting rid of the messy imagination in his mind, he leaned his head out and looked curiously at the bowl in Bo Cang's hand, "What is this? Did you make it?"

"Brown sugar ginger soup."

Bo Cang nodded slightly, "It can dispel cold and warm the stomach. After you drink it and sweat for a while, it should be able to prevent a cold."

"Then give it to me."

Lu Chihuan reached out his hand to take the brown sugar ginger soup, smiled at Bo Cang and said, "Thank you."

"But I find that you, Bo Cang, are really a hidden talent. Why didn't I realize before that you can cook? Now I will try your cooking skills."

Honestly.

Bo Cang always reminded him of Zhou Zhi unconsciously. He didn’t expect that they were exactly the same in that they both knew how to cook.

So is it possible that...

Bo Cang is Zhou Zhi?

Lu Chihuan took a sip of the brown sugar ginger soup while thinking, but the moment the brown sugar ginger soup entered his mouth, his fair cheeks suddenly wrinkled into wrinkles and his brows couldn't help but frown tightly.

I almost spit out the ginger soup.

It's too bad to drink.

There was too much ginger so the spicy taste was very strong. I don’t know if I didn’t control the heat well when adding the brown sugar, so there was a slight burnt taste.

really.

Or maybe he was wrong.

This skill is not even one-third of Zhou Zhi's. Bo Cang definitely cannot be Zhou Zhi.

If it weren't for the fact that this brown sugar ginger soup was made by Bo Cang with great effort, Lu Chihuan would probably have vomited it out immediately.

He took a deep breath.

After trying hard to swallow the ginger soup in his mouth, he hurriedly poured himself a cup of warm water. After rinsing his mouth, he felt that the spicy taste on his tongue had lessened a little, and he felt a little better.

After seeing Lu Chihuan's reaction, Bo Cang subconsciously pursed his lips.

"Is it hard to drink?"

Lu Chihuan answered frankly, "A little bit."

He sniffed.

Then he kindly comforted Bo Cang, "But it's pretty good that you cooked like this for the first time."

"I used to have a friend who was a great cook. Not only was his cooking delicious, but he also gave me a booklet that recorded the cooking methods of ingredients from different planets as well as the local customs and practices."

"If you need it, I can lend you the booklet."

however.

When Bo Cang heard this, his face darkened slightly.

From Lu Xing's familiar tone, one could tell that the person who gave him the booklet must be quite close to him.

I don’t know who this person is.

Was it the suitor that Lu Xing mentioned at the beginning, or the Brother Zhou that he was mumbling in a daze in the morning.

Tsk.

Isn't it just cooking?

How could this matter stump him? Sooner or later, he would surpass the person that Lu Xing mentioned.

Think of this.

Bo Cang pinched his brow with his bony fingers, then said hesitantly, "If it tastes bad, why not..."

This sentence has not yet been finished.

He saw Lu Chihuan take a deep breath and drink the ginger soup in one gulp. The pungent smell of the ginger slices seemed to have made the corners of his eyes slightly red. He reached out and rubbed his eyes a few times.

He showed the empty bowl in his hand to Bo Cang, with a little pride in his eyes, as if he was waiting for someone to praise him, "Look, I've finished it all."

talking.

He muttered again:

"How can I throw away something you worked so hard to cook just because it doesn't taste good? That would be too disrespectful."

They are not the protagonists in the scumbag novel.

Bo Cang's expression paused.

He lowered his eyelids in embarrassment, hiding the emotions in his eyes. Some of the words were obviously just said by Lu Xing unintentionally, but they made people feel quite soothed.

"Let me blow dry your hair."

He picked up a blanket from the bed and draped it over Lu Chihuan, then changed the subject unnaturally.

Lu Chihuan had a busy day today.

It is indeed a bit tiring.

So he did not refuse this moment, but just sat on the bed quite obediently, then lowered his head and let Bo Cang play with his hair. Listening to the buzzing sound of the hair dryer beside his ears, he felt quite sleepy.

Bo Cang gently stroked Lu Xing's hair a few times. Seeing the originally wet hair under his hand become fluffy and dry, his mood also slowly softened.

"This is……"

He saw a thin bloodstain on the side of Lu Xing's neck, which was not very deep, so he reached out and touched it carefully.

"You are hurt."

After feeling a slight pain, Lu Chihuan dodged subconsciously.

"that."

"Maybe he got hurt accidentally when fighting with that group of noble mercenaries just now. It's okay, the wound is not serious and should heal in a short time."

He didn't care much.

But Bo Cang couldn't help but care. He took out the ointment from the storage ring and applied it carefully and gently on the wound on Lu Chihuan's neck.

Because we were too close.

So Lu Chihuan could almost feel Bo Cang's warm breath falling on his cheek. He pursed his lips uncomfortably, and his fingers slowly curled up.

"All right."

"I see you seem quite tired, why don't you take a rest now."

"I'll call you when it's time for lunch."

Bo Cang stood up.

By the way, he took the empty bowl out with a look of deep worry, "If you feel uncomfortable, let me know immediately, don't just bear it yourself."

Lu Chihuan waved his hand.

"Do not worry."

After Bo Cang left the room, he sneezed uncontrollably again.

Could it be...

You really have a cold.

It shouldn't be that unlucky.

Moreover, he had already drunk the brown sugar ginger soup cooked by Bo Cang, so it should have had some effect.

Think of this.

He fell onto the bed, pulled the quilt over himself and rolled around a few times before closing his eyes and resting. He slept soundly.

However, he did not sleep well this time. He felt as if he was being roasted on a stove. His consciousness became groggy and he felt very thirsty.

So hot.

My throat was very dry, my nose was very blocked, and I couldn't breathe well.

Lu Chihuan tried hard to open his eyes and raised his fingers to drink some water, but his body felt like it was filled with lead. Just as he was getting anxious, the door of the room suddenly opened and someone walked in.

The voice sounded vague and a little anxious, "...Lu Xing..."

A moment later.

A cool towel was placed on his forehead, and Lu Chihuan was half-helped to sit up. Then he was given a dose of slightly bitter medicine, which was so bitter that he groaned weakly a few times and couldn't push it away.

"good."

"Swallow it slowly," Bo Cang's voice sounded a little gentler, "this way you will feel better."

Lu Chihuan was a little coaxed.

He swallowed subconsciously, and the medicine slid into his throat.

have to say.

This medicine is a little bitter though.

But the effect was extremely good. After Lu Chihuan drank it, his fever subsided quickly. He didn't know how much time had passed before he finally woke up.

He had been sweating all over when he had a fever before, but now he felt unexpectedly dry and his clothes had been changed.

and many more.

Could it be that Bo Cang changed it for me?

Thinking of this, Lu Chihuan subconsciously touched the deformable sticker behind his ear, and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that it was still there.

Not found.

At this moment, he reached out and took off the wet towel on his forehead, then supported his slightly weak body and got out of bed.

Strange to say.

He has always been in good health since he was a child, and has never had such a severe fever as today. Maybe it's because his body can't adapt after entering the world branch.

In addition, I have been traveling around a lot during this period, and the combined effects have made my body a little overwhelmed.

and so.

That's why it burned so badly.

After Lu Chihuan walked out of the room, he looked around and found that not only were the two old people not at home, but even Bo Cang had gone somewhere unknown. Now he was the only one at home.

He sent a message to Bo Cang, asking about his whereabouts.

Just as he was waiting for Bo Cang's reply, he heard a light knock on the door outside, but the noise was not very loud.

After Lu Chihuan ruled out the possibility of mercenaries sent by nobles, he walked over and opened the door with a friendly smile on his face, "Who is it?"

"have what……"

This sentence has not yet been finished.

He saw the priest in front of him wearing a white and gold robe with a blood moon and red osmanthus embroidered on his chest. For a moment, the words he wanted to say were choked in his throat.

This is--

The priest who had talked to the old man before.

Not only Lu Chihuan felt surprised, the priest's face also showed a hint of surprise and stiffness, and deep in his eyes there was a deep fear and vigilance.

He knows...

This person called "Lu Xing".

He happened to be in the team when he went to welcome the messenger of God. Then he saw their messenger of God walking out of the small courtyard. The wound on his hand was bleeding, and it was obvious that he was injured by someone else.

Needless to say.

It must have been Lu Xing who did it.

The body of God's messenger was extremely noble to them, but this man was so bold as to hurt God's messenger.

Originally, they wanted to kill Lu Xing to atone for the God's sins, but the God's sin stopped them. However, Komail himself could not swallow this humiliation. After all, in his eyes, the God's sinner was noble and could not be desecrated by others. Anyone who hurt or touched him would be guilty of a capital crime.

In the middle of the night dream.

He always thought about cutting this man into pieces and throwing him into the sea to feed the fish, so that he could atone for his sins to the messenger of God.

But then Lu Xing disappeared.

So Komer gave up the idea.

But as the saying goes, "No matter how hard you try, you will never find it; when you find it, it is easy to find." Perhaps their gods must have blessed him in secret, so that he met Lu Xing again.

just now.

It's time for revenge.

Thinking of this, Komail looked at Lu Xing in front of him. He gave him a friendly smile, and his mental power unconsciously covered him gently.

His mental attack power is not actually very high, but it can make people unconsciously let down their guard and vigilance, and slowly believe and trust him.

Become an obedient lamb in his hands.

Lu Chihuan paused, and there was some confusion in his eyes when he looked at the priest.

strangeness.

Did he forget something just now... And why did the priest in front of him look so friendly, which made him unconsciously feel a little trust in him...

It seems that I have to listen to him... everything he says is right...

"this is for you."

The priest handed over a dagger.

He had a generous and kind smile on his face, and his voice sounded unhurried. "You once offended the envoy of God, and committed an unforgivable capital crime. Now God has given you the only way to atone for your sins, and that is to use this dagger in front of you—"

"Commit suicide to apologize."

"Let's do it."

Lu Chihuan's eyes wavered for a moment, but then he fell into a state of confusion again, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand.

Touched the cold and sharp dagger.

Then picked it up.