82: Chen Jun was a little confused

Inside the side hall of the Star Brilliance Hall, time seemed to freeze the moment Chen Jun pushed the door open.

The Stellar Level big shots, who a second ago were immersed in the tragedy of the rise and fall of civilizations, the vastness of the Universe, and infinite reverence for Yun Xi, upon seeing that the person who entered was Chen Jun...

The heaviness and emotion in their eyes were blasted away as if by a starship's main cannon, instantly replaced by an unprecedented, almost scorching "concern."

Chen Jun felt his heart creeped out by those hundreds of suddenly focused, glowing green gazes, and he instinctively shrank back.

Lin Wei was also somewhat bewildered by this scene and tightly gripped her husband's hand.

However, the next second, a scene occurred that made Chen Jun, Lin Wei, and even Yun Xi, who was sitting in the main seat, slightly cast a sidelong glance.

"Mr. Chen! Why did you walk over yourself?!"

The Great Emperor of Bedrock, Shi Yue, who was closest to the door, was the first to react.

This burly man, nearly three meters tall and as sturdy as a mountain, had a smile squeezed onto his face that was kind enough to stop a child from crying, yet it also carried a clear, undisguised... sycophancy!

He lunged forward, his speed so fast it seemed to break the limits of space, yet he braked abruptly when approaching Chen Jun, fearing that the wind he stirred up would disturb this "Mortal."

He slightly bent his waist and back, which could withstand the impact of a planetary explosion, and said in a tone almost gentle and completely disproportionate to his physique:

"The journey is so tiring! If you wanted to know the situation, you could have just sent someone to pass a message or contacted us via terminal! Why trouble yourself with such a trip!"

Chen Jun was a bit dumbfounded...

Did Shi Yue get his brain hit by a starship today?

Before Chen Jun could figure it out, the Sword Venerable of the Nine Heavens, Li Qingshan, also moved.

This Sword Venerable, who usually had Sword Qi soaring to the heavens and eyes sharp enough to cut atoms, now had all the invisible Sword Intent around him completely retracted, as if he feared that even a trace of sharp energy would hurt Chen Jun's "fragile" Mortal Body.

His figure flashed, and he arrived at Chen Jun's other side. In his hand, he had appeared with an exquisite reclining chair made of ten-thousand-year warm jade and the down of star birds, and he placed it gently and precisely behind Chen Jun.

"Mr. Chen, please sit." Li Qingshan's voice still carried the crispness of a swordsman, but it inexplicably had a bit more... caution.

"This is the 'Warm Star Jade Chair.' It has the effect of nourishing Qi and blood, soothing the mind, and you won't get tired even after sitting for a long time."

Chen Jun looked at this chair, which clearly looked priceless and might even have some special effects, and then looked at Li Qingshan, who, despite his expressionless face, had an expectation deep in his eyes that said, "Please sit down and rest." He was even more confused.

What is going on?

After the farce of the funeral last time, although they sent gifts, their attitude was at most polite and fawning...

Today... why does it have the vibe of eunuchs serving the Empress Dowager?

"No... no need..." Chen Jun instinctively wanted to refuse.

"You must! You must!" Chu Yueyao's voice rang out, carrying unprecedented gentleness and... urgency?

She stepped forward quickly, actually reaching out herself, extremely naturally, with a bit of irresistible force, gently supporting Chen Jun's arm and guiding him to sit down.

That action, that expression, it was as if Chen Jun were a fragile glass doll, and she was afraid he would bump or scrape himself.

Damn! Pavilion Master Chu Yueyao! You wanted to hold a memorial service for me last time!

Today you're personally supporting me?! This grip strength...? As expected of a Stellar Level expert, I can't even break free...!

Chen Jun was almost half-pushed, half-willingly "pressed" onto that Warm Star Jade Chair.

The chair was indeed comfortable, with a gentle energy slowly permeating his body, but he felt as awkward as if a cat were scratching his heart...

He had just sat down when something even more outrageous happened!

"Mr. Chen, is your shoulder feeling a bit sore and swollen?" A slightly hoarse voice, which was trying hard to be soft, sounded from behind him.

When Chen Jun turned his head, he almost jumped off the chair!

The person speaking was none other than the Dean of the Federation Academy of Sciences, Mo Heng, known for his rigor and rationality!

At this moment, this scientific giant was extending the hands that usually only operated precision instruments and deduced universal formulas, and placed them on Chen Jun's shoulders!

"What... what are you doing?" Chen Jun's voice even changed pitch.

Mo Heng pushed his glasses, and the look behind the lenses was full of "scientific inquiry"-style concern:

"Mr. Chen, do not be alarmed. According to my observations and life sign model analysis, you have been sitting and playing games for a long time, and the probability of lactic acid accumulation in your shoulder and neck is as high as 87.3%. I recently happened to research a set of soothing techniques based on energy particle resonance, which can precisely decompose lactic acid and clear the meridians. The effect is significant, with absolutely no side effects!"

As he spoke, his fingers, which contained immense Mental Energy, had already begun to knead Chen Jun's shoulders with just the right amount of pressure.

A gentle and precise energy, like countless tiny particles, permeated his muscles, feeling sore and tingling... and... quite comfortable?

Holy crap! Dean Mo Heng is giving me a massage?! This is even more outrageous than Old Man Zhang using Planetary Level Mental Energy to cheat at "Interstellar Candy Crush"!

Is the Federation Academy of Sciences so idle that the Dean is personally doing massage research?!

He was enjoying Dean Mo Heng's "scientific massage," his whole body stiff on the chair; even with his actor-level acting skills, his facial expressions were almost out of control...

Lin Wei, standing to the side, watched her husband being surrounded by a group of Stellar Level big shots like a national treasure—some massaging, some holding the chair, some asking after his well-being—and she was also dumbfounded, completely unable to figure out the situation.

She looked at Yun Xi on the main seat for help, only to see Yun Xi with her eyes slightly closed, as if in meditation, but the faint arc at the corner of her mouth seemed... to carry a hint of watching a show?

"Mr. Chen, are you thirsty? I have some freshly collected 'Morning Dew Starlight' here, which is most nourishing for a Mortal Body."

Limitless Dragon pulled out a shimmering crystal bottle from nowhere, inside which rippled a liquid that seemed to contain stars.

"Mr. Chen, are your legs sore? I have a family-transmitted 'Star Core Blood Circulation Technique' that has miraculous effects on relieving leg fatigue!"

Another military Stellar Level expert rubbed his hands, his eyes eager, as if ready to squat down and pound Chen Jun's legs at any moment.

"Mr. Chen..." "Mr. Chen..." ...

For a time, Chen Jun was drowned in an unprecedented ocean of heartfelt concern.

This kind of concern was no longer the distant, gift-giving-focused "hospice care" from before, but true, almost groveling flattery and service!

Chen Jun sat on the Warm Star Jade Chair, enjoying Dean Mo Heng's Stellar Level massage, looking at the circle of Stellar Level big shots fawning over him, and was even more confused...

They're crazy! They're all crazy! Did these old guys all take the wrong medicine today?!

Isn't it just that Venerable Yuehua is about to give birth? Is it worth getting this excited? Being so attentive to me, a "useless" Mortal?

Just give gifts! Give gifts like before! I'd rather you give me a hundred tons of stalactites than have this old guy Mo Heng massage my shoulders!

Was this hand of his dissecting some alien beast yesterday?! And Li Qingshan, your chair is good! But that look in your eyes... why is it exactly the same as the Starlight Dog my Xi'er keeps when it sees a bone?!

Something's wrong! It's extremely wrong! When things are abnormal, there must be a demon! They must be plotting something!

But they all think my source is blocked, what else is worth them plotting? Could it be... because I'm handsome?!

...Just as Chen Jun's internal monologue was exploding and he was completely puzzled, Venerable Suyuan walked over, though he didn't lay hands on him.

But the gentleness and... an indescribable "kindness" in his eyes made Chen Jun even more creeped out...

"Young Friend Chen," Venerable Suyuan's tone was as if he were speaking to the most valued and promising Junior of his own family.

"How does it feel? Is Mo Heng's technique professional? He developed this set of techniques specifically for... er, for researching the energy circulation optimization of living organisms."

Chen Jun's mouth twitched, and he laughed dryly: "Pro-professional, too professional... it's just a bit... flattered."

The "scared" part is real! The "flattered" part, forget it!

..."Eh, Young Friend Chen deserves it, he deserves it!" Shi Yue's loud voice rang out again, and he patted his chest, making the air buzz.

"In the future, in the Federation, whoever dares to let you, Young Friend Chen, suffer even the slightest grievance, I, Shi Yue, will be the first to hammer him into stardust!"

"Correct!" Li Qingshan agreed concisely, his sharp eyes sweeping the surroundings, as if looking for that potential guy who would dare to let Chen Jun suffer a grievance.

Chu Yueyao added softly: "Mr. Chen, if there is any inconvenience in your daily life in the future, or if anyone makes you unhappy, just tell me. Xuntian Pavilion is always at your service."

Hearing this, Chen Jun was confused to the extreme...

Service? Your service is already good enough! If you keep serving me, I'm afraid I'll ascend to heaven and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun!

Wait... why is their attitude so like... like those ministers who are desperate to curry favor with the future father-in-law of the Emperor?!

A vague thought flashed through Chen Jun's mind, but before he could grasp it, he was interrupted by Dean Mo Heng's next words.

"Mr. Chen," Mo Heng said while conscientiously massaging, in a serious tone like discussing academics:

"Regarding your daily entertainment, I have an immature suggestion. Light screen games are fun, but maintaining a fixed posture for a long time does impose a significant burden on your cervical spine and vision. Our Academy of Sciences recently developed a 'Fully Immersive Divine Sense Soothing Pod,' which can allow your consciousness to enter a completely realistic game world, while your body can get the best relaxation and nourishment, absolutely safe and painless! Would you like to try it?"

Chen Jun listened, stunned.

Good heavens! You're even managing my gaming? And specifically developed new equipment? This service is just too damn considerate!

No, this isn't just being considerate; this is treating me like an ancestor!

Because I'm the father of those four unborn girls?

He finally started to catch on.

These big shots aren't being nice to him because he is Chen Jun, but because he will be the father of four Innate Sun Body children!

Before, they were fawning over him because they were afraid of being liquidated by his Sun Body daughters after he "died," carrying utilitarianism and fear.

And now, for some unknown reason, this fawning has sublimated!

It has turned into a heartfelt, fanatical investment in the future position of "Imperial Father" and in establishing a deep "paternal friendship" with future Star Arm Level experts!

They are not fawning over a Mortal; they are investing in advance in four future Dominators of the Universe!

And he, Chen Jun, is the most direct and solid bridge connecting them to those four Dominators!

Having figured this out, Chen Jun looked at these "sincere" and fawning Stellar Level big shots around him, and suddenly wasn't panicked anymore; instead, a sense of extreme absurdity and comedy arose.

He is now a Mortal immortal whose Aptitude is locked and who relies on the System to survive, with no power.

Yet, relying on his unborn daughters, he has become an object that this group of Stellar-level Experts, who have lived for tens of thousands of years and can destroy the world, must curry favor with?

This damn... is just too satisfying!

Although he was secretly enjoying it, on the surface, Chen Jun still kept that flattered, slightly terrified look, possessed by an award-winning actor:

"E-everyone, Seniors... this, this is really too polite! I... what virtue or ability do I have..."

He was even "stuttering," trying hard to play the role of an ordinary Mortal scared by the enthusiasm of the big shots.

"Mr. Chen (Young Friend), you are too modest!" Everyone said in unison, their attitude sincerely outrageous.

Shi Yue laughed out loud: "Your virtue is immense! In the future, just enjoy your life with peace of mind. With us in the Federation, even if the sky falls, it won't land on you!"

Just then, the closed door of the quiet room at the back of the side hall suddenly saw the life energy light flowing on one of its leaves become incomparably dazzling, like a small star being ignited!

This aura, pure and vast... instantly enveloped the entire side hall!

All the Stellar-level Experts, including Mo Heng, who was massaging Chen Jun, all shuddered, turned their heads sharply to look at that door, and faces revealed an incomparably excited and expectant look!

The Innate Sun Body conceived by Venerable Yuehua is about to be born!

Yun Xi also opened her eyes slowly at this moment, and in her clear and vicissitudinous eyes, the door shining with ten thousand rays of light was reflected.

Chen Jun felt that life fluctuation that made his Soul seem to tremble, and looking at the big shots around him who had instantly become solemn with fanatical eyes, he also became excited...