I Inherited Empire with Fake Pregnancy

Rennes' personal platform hasn't posted any news for many years.

When he was an empire general, he was also young and energetic. There are many fans on the platform who worship him and follow him.

Since Rehn's energy went out of control, the dynamics of the personal platform have basically remained unchanged.

Fans are also gradually passing away, and now basically all zombie fans are left.

It's just that the recent "Marshal Raymond sacrifice" and "The Wren couple deliberately embarrassed Miss Doris with power to suppress others." Many people go to Wren's platform to comfort, verify, question, accuse, scold, and tear each other.

His platform has also become lively in the past two days and has gained tens of millions of fans.

Today, the new fans are doing their daily routines on the Rennes platform, and suddenly they realize that Rennes has started a live broadcast!

The people were eager to try, and they opened the room without hesitation.

There were also passers-by who were bored watching the show to pass the time, and opened Ren's room.

The black fans were ready to make accusations, and when they saw Raymond's face in the live camera, they suddenly squeezed their throats.

"This is a live broadcast? Isn't it a pre-recorded video?"

"I just left the room and came back in again. It was indeed broadcast live."

"Did Marshal Raymond cross?"

"It can't be Marshal Raymond, this must be a stand-in!"

The voice of "Marshal Raymond" in the live broadcast sounded, and he said: "Now let's continue with the previous topic."

People who often follow military news are more familiar with Marshal Raymond.

"It sounds like Marshal Raymond, it shouldn't be a stand-in."

"The background is the Marshal's Mansion, and there are so many people, that old orc, how do I look at the old patriarch of the Black Python tribe?"

"That old orc is indeed the old patriarch of the Black Python clan, I am a side branch of the Black Python clan."

"With so many people present, Rennes should not dare to get a stand-in."

Already there are people who are quick to move to the official platform of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

The "Marshal Raymond" in the live broadcast spoke again.

"The female Cyril has nothing to do with me. As for who owns the cub in her belly, I have to ask the old patriarch."

The old patriarch's face suddenly changed.

All the tribesmen in the living room turned their attention to the old patriarch.

Cyril, who was hiding behind the crowd, shrank back with his slightly protruding belly, wishing to disappear immediately.

Raymond said: "More than two months ago, I took someone to the Blue Mercury military station. I met Miss Cyril. She claimed to be deceived by the wandering orcs from Central Star, and she was pregnant with cubs, out of humanitarianism. I sent her to the Blue Water Interplanetary Legal Education Bureau..."

"Raymond, since it has nothing to do with you, let's turn this story over." The old patriarch suddenly interrupted him.

"How can I just turn it over with such an understatement?" Doris said angrily. "Raymond kindly sent Cyril to the Legal Education Bureau, but was slapped, and Ren and I were also splashed with dirty water. Burdened with innocent infamy!"

Star online.

"Ah, I know Miss Cyril is a liar! Since she is the marshal's fiancee, how could the marshal let her live in the Blue Mercury rental house with her cubs, the marshal is so rich."

"Upstairs, who do you say is a liar? How could Miss Cyril be so beautiful? It must be a stand-in that Rennes found to whiten herself and Doris!"

"I didn't expect Renne and Doris to be so hateful. The son died, he didn't recognize his grandson, and he even made a stand-in to fool everyone. It's disgusting. Zone D, it's dark for a lifetime!"

"Upstairs you are blind and can't see? So many people are present. If it is a stand-in, can't it be seen? Marshal Raymond is still alive and not dead at all. This is a national celebration. You have to say that he is dead. , Are you a spy sent by the Zerg?!"

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The two men and horses tore up again.

The people in the room forwarded the live broadcast to their friends. Topics such as "Raymond's father's live broadcast", "Marshal Raymond is not dead", and "Raymond's stand-in" quickly spread on the star network.

In a few moments, the number of people in the live broadcast room will be hundreds of millions.

Raymond glanced at the crowd at last-Cyril, who shrank his neck and covered his face with her long hair hanging down, continued: "As for the cub's biological father, it's better to let Miss Cyril say it herself."

The energy fluctuations of the old patriarch's body suddenly increased, which was a precursor to the transformation.

Raymond, the nearest to him, felt it for the first time.

He quickly locked the opponent with coercion.

The old patriarch shook his whole body, and he couldn't move even if the weight of his head was overwhelming.

He looked at Raymond in amazement, "You..."

The old patriarch is a seventh-order intermediate orc. Except for Raymond's second uncle and another tribe, who are all seventh-order, the others are all below the seventh-order. The ones that can be suppressed by the rank are only the eighth-order.

There are only five people who reach the eighth rank in the entire empire.

And now here, besides Raymond, who else is Tier 8? !

Raymond actually! !

There is no energy, quantity, violence, and go! !

Raymond increased the pressure again, the old patriarch had better shut up now and don't say anything, it's not the time yet.

"Old Patriarch, don't get excited. Excited emotions can easily cause'convulsions'!" Jin Woluo interrupted suddenly.

Everyone heard the voice and looked at the old patriarch, and found that his eyes were wide open, as if trying to endure something.

They knew that Miss Cyril came together this time. As for the purpose of coming together, everyone was somewhat speculative, but Raymond’s words just now were very meaningful, coupled with the expression of the old patriarch at this time, it seems that this is true. There is another hidden story.

Cyril was terrified at this time, wishing to hide himself.

She wanted to ask for help from the deputy director of the Blue Mercury Legal Education Bureau, who was with her, but found that the people who had been by her side just now were far away from her.

The old butler of the Marshal's Mansion appeared behind Cyril at some point, and said with a professional smile: "Miss Cyril, please come to the front."

The crowd separated from Cyril automatically, and she had to move forward in the crowd's attention.

Cyril looked at the superior old patriarch, but the old patriarch had a hideous face and was about to tear her apart. Cyril was even more frightened.

"Miss Cyril, speak up!" Some people couldn't help but urged.

"Who owns your cub?"

"Didn't you say that you were Raymond's fiancée? Now that Raymond is in front, you should be happy, why are you still crying."

The tribesmen were panicked by the sudden "convulsive sickness" of Carl and his son. Only then did they realize that Cyril had been hiding behind since Raymond came out.

If it is true as Cyril said, he is Raymond's fiancée, shouldn't he pounce happily at the first sight of Raymond, why he still hides behind him and can't come out.

Cyril realized that her crying could no longer attract the sympathy of others, she suddenly covered her stomach, "Ah, my stomach hurts, I want to lay eggs!"

The people present were shocked at the same time, laying eggs. Eggs are a big deal and must be sent to the Interstellar Legal Education Bureau.

"Don't panic everyone, I'll take a look first!"

Nelson walked towards Cyril with an instrument in his hand. He took a picture of Cyril's belly and said: "It's okay, the egg. The egg is very safe. It will be half a month before he is born."

Clan people: "..."

Cyril did not expect that there would be someone in the Marshal's Mansion who could carry a "pregnancy cub detector" with him.

After Nelson finished speaking, he continued to stare at the instrument in his hand and pressed a few times on it. After a while, he raised his head and looked at the deputy director of the Blue Mercury Legal Education Bureau, who was trying to reduce his sense of existence.

"Director Tabor, come and see the result."

Tabor bit his head and came out of the crowd. He was invited by the old patriarch to give false testimony, but the premise was "Raymond is dead."

Now not only is Raymond still alive, but Nelson, the director of the Central Star Legal Education Administration, is also present. How dare he come out?

Unexpectedly, the Marshal's Mansion still has friendship with Nelson. He had known that he would not drip this muddy water. Can the benefits promised by the old patriarch be worthy of his own black hat?

Tabor's regretful intestines are all green.

"General, General Administration."

Nelson said to everyone: "Introduce, this is Taber, the deputy director of the Blue Mercury Legal Education Bureau, now let him look at the test results just now."

Taber glanced at the tester and said dryly: "The result of the genetic comparison is that the biological father of the cub is Stan."

Stan is the name of the old patriarch.

The old patriarch was shocked.

Both inside and outside the live broadcast room sounded one after another puff of gas.

The old patriarch of the Black Python tribe is more than two hundred years old! !

Cyril was just over forty.

Nelson patted Taber on the shoulder. "Well, that's good."

Tabor's legs are weak.

"Stan! You are so shameless!!"

Doris finally couldn't help but yelled out. Her years of cultivation couldn't suppress the anger at the moment, and she didn't even call the old patriarch.

"You just need to find a lover at your own age, and you have to plant your seeds to Raymond, and you want to force Reyn and me to assign Raymond’s energy star to Cyril’s cub. Under the name!!!"

The number of live broadcast rooms in Rennes has reached more than one billion.

At this time, there were not many who swiped the screen.

In a short period of time, everyone was stunned by the endless stream of shattering information.

The old patriarch of the Black Python tribe, Stan, is simply the number one shameless person in the interstellar.

There has not been such a shameless person in the orc empire for hundreds of years.

I found a little love and gave birth to a baby, and let Raymond, who had been "sacrificed" back, just to get an energy star in the name of Raymond.

Although that energy star is not an ordinary energy star, that energy star contains huge energy stones, and all kinds of energy in the empire are extracted from energy stones.

There are only three energy stars of this kind in the whole star, and the other two are far smaller than this energy star of Raymond.

Stan, the chief of the Black Python clan, has a good abacus, but the method is too bad! !

"I said that Cyril was a liar, you still don't believe it, look!"

"The character of the old patriarch of the Black Python tribe is so corrupt, what qualifications do you have to be the patriarch, hurry up and get down!"

"Stanfa should be assigned to Energy Star to dig ore, let him experience the charm of Energy Star!"

In the living room of the Marshal's Mansion, a member of the tribe murmured: "I'll just say how the serpentine pattern on Cyril's forehead is so familiar. Isn't it exactly the same as the serpentine pattern on the forehead of the old patriarch's partner on the homepage of the tribe?"

The old patriarch’s partner has passed away for more than ten years, but the homepage of the clan’s homepage has always displayed a group photo of her with the old patriarch.

In the orc empire, although orcs of the same race have similar animal shapes, after they have marked females or subspecies, the animal patterns that appear are completely different.

The animal-shaped pattern will vary according to the orc's level of ability, and the degree of might be different.

For example, the black pythons, high-rank orcs, the animal-shaped pattern on his partner's forehead, looks very mighty and domineering.

For a low-level orc, his partner's pattern may look like a small bug.

And even for parents of similar ranks, the animal-shaped patterns on the partners' foreheads are different, and they can't be exactly the same.

The clansmen with quick hands clicked directly on the webpage of the clan and threw the photos into the air.

In the three-dimensional photographs of people tall, the old patriarch looks very decent and dignified. This is not the point. The point is that the serpentine pattern on the forehead of the old patriarch’s partner is exactly the same as the serpentine pattern on the forehead of Cyril.

Jin Wowo listened to the chaotic discussion of the crowd, looked at the photo, and at Cyril's forehead, his face gradually changed.

He touched the snail shell pattern under the broken hair on his forehead, with a bad feeling.