Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

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The breakfast was really bland.

    It seems that it was food specially prepared for people after a hangover. It was basically liquid food and vegetarian food. Ge Xiu had not much appetite in nature, so he put down his knife and fork after eating a little.

    Rowett also fulfilled his promise, giving a strawberry candy as a reward after he finished his meal.

    Rowett seemed to have a full schedule today, he quickly said goodbye and left after the meal.

    Ge Xiu, on the other hand, was idly wandering through corridors with candy in his mouth.

    He paced slowly and leisurely, observing the building that embodies the highest architectural art of the Empire.

    The outside looked more like a castle, but inside was a strange mix of modern simplicity and Gothic style. The long corridors led in all directions, and the huge and luxurious stairs connected the inside of the castle layer by layer, like a labyrinth.

    After an hour of touring, Ge Xiu felt exhausted.

    Although his physical strength couldn’t be said to be bad this time, he was indeed not very suitable for walking on land.

    After just half a day, he already started to miss the feeling of being in the water.

    —and the candy was gone.

    Ge Xiu smacked his lips in nostalgia, yawned lazily, and walked back along the path he had just taken.

    His console and tablet should have been delivered to his room by now.

    He felt that he had seen enough, and it was time to get down to business.

    For example… Hack into that research room and see how far the decoding of his own gene sequence had progressed.

    Ge Xiu walked towards his room according to his memory.

    In fact, the room he had been assigned to was on the same floor as Rowett’s bedroom, almost as close as possible.

    However, when he came to the room where he had only slept for one night, he suddenly fell into silence—the door was tightly closed, and there was a note on it with the words “Emergency Repair” written on it, which looked extremely perfunctory.

    …what the hell?

    Ge Xiu frowned, grabbed a passing waiter, pointed at the sign above and asked rudely, “What’s going on here?”

    The waiter lowered his eyes and didn’t dare to look at Ge Xiu, but his speech was extraordinarily smooth and clear, as if it had been practising thousands of times: “Yesterday, I found that the building frame in this room was damaged, which is likely to cause a safety hazard, so it was temporarily closed for repair…”

    Ge Xiu raised his brows higher: “Where do I live?”

    The waiter’s forehead was sweating, he paused for a few seconds, and then stammered: “This, for this, you have to ask Your Majesty…”   

    Ge Xiu: “…”

Under the guidance of the waiter, they walked along the winding stairs and corridors for more than ten minutes, and finally came to the door of a conference hall.

    Ge Xiu pushed open the door.

    The conference hall was majestic and large, but only Rowett was sitting at the end of the long table.

    He appeared to be in a military teleconference.

    Ge Xiu captured the keywords of “war” and “casualties”.