I'm Really an Alchemist

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Galactic Empire.

"Master Galaxy King, Kurdish has bad intentions, you must not participate!"

"The peace treaty is being held on the capital star of the Frozen Empire. This is clearly trying to trick you there. The power of the Galaxy Patrol has no influence there!"

In the main hall, there was a fierce quarrel about whether to participate in the signing of the peace agreement.

Sitting on the main seat is a big octopus wearing a crown, with a humanized complex expression on its face.

This is the King of the Galactic Empire, the immediate boss of the Galactic Patrol.

"Okay, stop arguing!" The big octopus flicked its tentacles, frowning: "The Galactic Empire has always loved peace, guarding the safety of the universe, and arresting criminals who disturb the galaxy. This is also the purpose of the patrol."

"If I don't come to this meeting, what will other people think?"

The people arguing fell silent.

What else can I think?

The word-of-mouth accumulated by the Galactic Empire will be turned into water.

Since you love peace and maintain order, why are you unwilling to go to the peace and mutual assistance agreement that the Frozen Empire invites you to participate in? Are you talking about a peaceful double-standard party?

This question alone will destroy the credibility of the Galactic Patrol.

"I have to go!" The King of Galaxy paused every single word, squeezing out the frustrated words from between his teeth.

"Master Galaxy King."

Someone wanted to say something, but was pulled down by other colleagues.

Seeing the disappointed and desperate expressions of his subordinates, the Galaxy King twitched the corners of his mouth and forced out an ugly smile: "Don't look like you are sending a mourner, things may not be so bad, maybe the Kurds really want peace... "

The words became more and more low-key, more and more emboldened, and the Galaxy King finally shut up.

If the Kurds were peace-loving, sows would climb trees too!

Someone gritted his teeth and said, "My lord, no matter what Kurd thinks, if you go there rashly, you will be restricted by others. Why don't we ask Lord Kaiwangshen to see what he thinks!"

The Galaxy King's expression became more and more sad.

Kaiwangshen, Kaiwangshen, if thousands of years ago, the Galaxy Empire would still have a relationship with Kaiwangshen, and even the Great Kaiwangshen would be good friends.

But that is already a thing of the past!

The gods of the kings of the world were killed by the demon Buu long ago, and the remaining kings of the eastern world hid in the world of the kings of the world and dare not go out. Otherwise, how could such a huge empire be forced by the Kurds who have risen for less than three hundred years? to this extent.

Everyone in the world thinks that there is a relationship between the King of the World and God behind me, so how do they know that I am just kidding!

The Galaxy King didn't want to lose his family's morale, so he skipped the topic and sighed: "This time I go to the Frozen Empire, it's fine if I can come back alive, but if I don't come back, I have to be prepared! "

The faces of the high-ranking empire officials in the hall were all downcast. This is to pass on the crown prince!

The Galactic Empire is not a hereditary system, and the inheritance of the leader has always been selected from the elite of the empire. However, the current King of the Galaxy has only been on the throne for more than ten years, and he has no idea of ​​​​cultivating heirs at all.

The Galaxy King turned his gaze and landed on the Chief of the Galaxy Patrol.

Before he could speak, the Chief of Police saw through his thoughts and said, "Master Galaxy King, I am not fit to rule the empire, please don't look at me like that!"

Galaxy King muttered in dissatisfaction: "I haven't tried it yet, how do you know that you are not suitable."

The Minister of Patrol said: "I am only suitable for catching criminals and punishing crimes. I have no political education. I suggest that you pre-designate a successor so that he can learn and grow in a short time. If you really can't come back, we will This successor will be pushed out to stabilize the situation in the empire."

As soon as these words came out, many people fell into thinking and nodded frequently.

Galaxy King looked at his subordinates who were worried about himself before, but now they were thinking about successors, and the top of their head was smoking with anger.

But I have to admit that the words of the Minister of Patrol are very useful. In any case, the situation in the empire cannot be chaotic, and this is also a precautionary measure!

"Then what do you recommend?" King Yinhe gritted his teeth and glared at the head of the patrol.

The patrol chief thought for a while, and said: "Among the reserve members of the Galaxy Patrol, there is a member who should meet your requirements. He has no background and is young. The most important thing is that he learns things very quickly."

"It's just..." The minister hesitated for a moment, and said frankly: "It's just that he is not very lucky, and often makes some low-level mistakes, and has not been admitted to the official team for two consecutive terms."

Galaxy King became interested and flicked his tentacles.

No background, young age, high plasticity; bad luck, mastery.

Since he can become a reserve player, at least his character must be up to standard. The King of the Galaxy couldn't help but think that if he was really detained by Kurd, Kurd would have nothing to do with me if such an heir came to power.

When I come back, I can take back the throne as a matter of course.

He nodded: "What's his name?"

"Jack," said the minister.

...

The Galaxy King arrived at the capital star of the Frozen Empire under the protection of dozens of Galaxy Patrolmen.

The capital star at this moment has gathered reporters from all over the universe, and the eyes of the whole universe are concentrated here.

Some do not believe that Kurdish peace will really come, and some look forward to the real arrival of peace.

Walking down the carpet, the Galaxy King looked at the reporters besieging the airport, and he naturally responded generously to the reporters' photos. Front, back, left, and right were all high-strength members of the Galaxy Patrol.

Although this kind of high combat power is useless against Kurds, it can at least serve as a psychological hint.

"Kurd made things so grand?"

In the special car heading to the palace, King Galaxy looked at the banners hanging in the city, and the gathered citizens took a deep breath, leaned back on the chair, and said with a smile: "Maybe we are thinking too much, on such a big occasion, There's no way he's going to hit me!"

The patrolman said nothing, still vigilant.

They feel very uncomfortable with this planet and this city. Everyone in this city looks at them with arrogance, as if city people look at country people.

In particular, the Galactic Patrol cannot place surveillance devices on the territory of the Frozen Empire, and they know nothing about this land.

You must know that the monitoring devices of the Galaxy Patrol can take care of even remote planets, and information and intelligence are the foundation of invincibility.

On an unknown planet, as if blindfolded, the Galaxy Patrolmen could only stretch their muscles and try to protect the Galaxy King as much as possible.

Among the welcome crowd.

Ginyu grabbed a killer who was trembling in fear, and said to the instrument next to his ear: "A killer was caught in the southeast direction, how about your side?"

"Southwest didn't find it."

"I caught one here."

Ginyu laughed and said, "Master Frieza guessed right, there are indeed so many civilian assassins who want to get ahead, we can't let them spoil the big deal!"

As he spoke, he lifted the killer in his hand and quietly disappeared into the crowd.

Whether Kurd will use bombs or assassination is unknown, but Frieza cannot let the Galaxy King disappear so easily. The Galaxy King, who was enjoying dessert in the special car, did not realize that he almost stepped into the Zhang Zuolin's back road.

"My lord, the Galaxy King has arrived and wants to meet you!"

Kurd looked at the document in his hand without raising his head, and said with a sneer, "Let him dry for a few hours, remember, don't give him any food or water."

The subordinate listened to the order to leave.

Kurd picked up the goblet on the table, took a sip of the fine wine, his eyes were cold.

Now that it has been decided to go to war, the peace treaty is a cover.

But to fight, you have to learn from others. In his territory, the King of Galaxy can only let others slaughter him, humiliate him according to the plan, and kill all the opponents as long as he has the idea of ​​dissatisfaction.

From then on, you can make up the reason for the war at will!

The same is true.

The Galaxy King and the patrolmen arrived at the resplendent palace all the way. He thought he could meet the Kurds and sign a peace treaty, but all he saw were waiters with gentle smiles.

Not to mention the peace agreement in the hall, there is not even a chair to sit on.

"It's so annoying, my lord, let's go!"

The guard patrol came angrily, "I keep saying that I will be here soon, I will be here soon, it has been three hours, and I haven't come yet, Kurd has no peaceful thoughts at all, he just wants to humiliate you!"

The Galaxy King rubbed his stomach, and resentment also floated in his heart, when did he suffer such humiliation.

The only seat available in the hall is the Kurdish exclusive seat.

Although no one stopped him, he didn't dare to sit. Who knows if he would be convinced after sitting on it?

"It's all here, wait a little longer!" Galaxy King's stomach roared, but he could only swallow his anger.

Waited another two hours.

Kurd came late, and looked at the Galaxy King who was standing unsteadily with an apologetic face, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm a little late to deal with government affairs, why is no one seated for Lord Galaxy King, do you understand?"

The waiter quickly brought the chair.

Galaxy King sat on the chair, sighed prostratedly, and his stomach rumbled again. He braced himself up, and cheekily wanted to ask if he had anything to eat.

Kurd directly took out the document of the peace agreement, put it on the table, and propped his head up with a half-smile: "Master Galaxy King, please sign it!"

"Don't you need to discuss it?" Galaxy King has never seen such a simple signing ceremony.

There was no grand occasion, and no witnesses.

Come all the way, don't even stutter!

This is no longer a concept of humiliation!

The Galaxy King's face turned blue and his breathing became short of breath, and the Galaxy Police behind him glared even more, clenched their fists, and trembled in anger, and almost shot Kurd.

But they dare not!

The Galaxy King can't afford this responsibility either.

He could only calm down, pick up the agreement tremblingly, and read it carefully.

"Are you serious?" The Galaxy King finally couldn't suppress the anger in his tone, stood up from his seat, and stared at Kurd directly: "What kind of peace agreement is this, why don't you just ask me to give you the Galactic Empire!"

Kurd smiled: "Really? Thank you so much."

The Galaxy King was so angry that he couldn't even finish his sentence. The Galaxy Patrolman on the side took the agreement and glanced at it, his expression changed.

This is not a peace agreement, this is simply traitorous!

Give up all sovereignty, cede one-fifth of the territory, commercial dumping agreement, successor designation agreement.

And what made them even more furious was——