StarCraft: I have a 100% match with the commander

"Yes, I'm sorry." Mingxian's face turned pale. Her fingertips loosened her grip weakly, and the transparent needle fell to the ground. It rolled several times and made a continuous noise, which was very obvious in the silent confinement room.

Shen Qi, who was completely penetrated by the spine lock, could not move, but his eyes were staring straight at her, mocking, scrutinizing, and fanatical. Such eyes reminded Mingxian of the endless black muzzle on the B910 star. trembling.

"I'm sorry, Admiral." Ming Zhi stopped retreating and breathed softly to force herself to calm down. A subtle tremor flashed through her voice.

She frantically recalled all the knowledge she had learned in her mind, clutching her palms tightly to suppress her desire to escape.

The Awakened Ones riot requires redeemers with a matching degree of more than 60% to sort out the spiritual sea. If the match between the two is too low, forced sorting will cause both of them to collapse and fall into endless fall, becoming a fallen person comparable to aberrations.

Shen Qi is the S-level Awakener with the highest combat power in the Federation, while Mingxian is the lowest F-level redeemer who has never matched more than 10% with the Awakened One.

There should never be any intersection between them.

"Admiral."

Mingxian was extremely scared.

But reality did not allow her to retreat.

One S-class enemy is enough to destroy the entire fleet, and Shen Qi cannot be lost on the northern defense line. The Federation does not have time to wait for the next S-class awakener to appear.

She pinched her palms tightly, bright red and slightly cold blood bursting out from her fingertips, and the pain went straight to her heart.

She remained absolutely awake and returned to Shen Qi step by step. She put the particle gun Cheng Yun gave her on the ground, and then hugged him gently.

The thick smell of blood hit her nostrils, and the chains passing through her spine were cold to the bottom. Mingxian hugged him gently, and the palms behind her slowly caressed the distinct spine. She raised her eyes with tenderness in her eyes: "It's very... It hurts. Can you open your spiritual sea and let me try?" Her voice was very soft and soft: "Don't fall into the enemy's trap. The North needs you, and the Federation needs you."

Shen Qi's silver-grey eyes showed no emotion. He stared at Mingxian persistently, as if searching for an answer.

What is he seeking?

Mingxian doesn't understand.

She stared at Shen Qi for a long time: "I need you too."

At least, she was willing to die in his hands, in the hands of the last dawn of the Federation.

Shen Qi relaxed.

He opened the spiritual sea.

"Admiral, you are so kind." Mingxian smiled brightly, and she activated her energy to call out the butterfly that had been eating on her heart.

Her smile is healing and warm.

Shen Qi picked up the particle gun from the ground and put it in her hand. He held her hand and pressed the black muzzle of the gun to his heart. Then he contracted his arms and held the person in his arms firmly.

His last moment of clarity during the riot was to ask Mingxian to kill him.

If the sorting fails, the fallen victim will have a thirty-second period of weakness. These thirty seconds are Mingxian's last chance to kill both of them.

Blue butterflies were flying around them, with dazzling flashes of light on their flapping wings. Bits of broken light fell down, soaking into Shen Qi's eyebrows bit by bit.

Mingxian stared at the butterfly intently. This was her spiritual body, a spiritual body infected by the aberration. She originally did not dare to enter Shen Qi's spiritual sea, because it would be an undoubted failure.

But the moment she hugged Shen Qi, butterflies screamed crazily in her heart. It longed for Shen Qi's power, it could redeem him, so she made this crazy decision almost bewitched.

The light point passed through the cortex and entered Shen Qi's released spiritual sea step by step.

Mingxian saw the scene inside.

Endless ice and snow cover the entire spiritual sea, the cold wind is as sharp as a knife, and as far as the eye can see, there are thousands of ice cliffs, thousands of frosts and thousands of snows, annihilating all life.

She walked for a long time before she saw a hint of color.

It was a white flower, the size of a palm, with no leaves or branches. The pure white petals around it were covered with frost. The flower room was tightly closed, and it was already in a state of death.

The little blue butterfly flew over. It was very excited and flew many circles around the flowers happily until wisps of mist rose from the petals, the frost melted, and life suddenly appeared.

"Success."

Mingxian was restrained by Shen Qi, and her eyebrows were startled. Her butterfly landed on Shen Qi's shoulder, and blue glitter powder shook off its wings, shining brightly.

The madness in Shen Qi's eyes receded little by little, and finally he regained his clarity.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the girl in his arms. The black muzzle of the gun was still pressed against his chest.

He had been matched countless times, but no redeemer had ever matched him more than 10%, and now, an F-level redeemer had pulled him back from the brink of collapse.

"Admiral."

After a long time, Mingxian finally recovered from the shock. She looked at Shen Qi who had returned to normal, withdrew the gun that was pressed against his heart, and gently tapped Shen Qi's forearm to signal him to let her go.

Shen Qi quickly released his restraint.

"I'm going to find Colonel Cheng Yun to release you from your confinement." Mingxian withdrew from his arms, turned around and ran out of the confinement room.

The petite figure quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.

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Shen Qi's sudden riot disrupted the entire Hope Realm fleet's voyage. Chengyun took the initiative and frequently made six jumps in one day, shortening the original three-day trip to 6 hours.

Mingxian's weak body could not adapt to such a high-intensity jump. She never left the room during the entire voyage. She spent the sixteen chaotic hours in a coma.

When he woke up again, the fleet had already sailed into the military port.

Mingxian followed the crowd out of the starship.

On the ground were one team after another of murderous convoys, each team consisting of [-] people, armed and under martial law.

They are responsible for the registration and testing of all their returnees.

The leader of Mingxian's team is a serious middle-aged female officer named Feng Lan. She has neat short black hair, a serious smile, and a few forehead lines on her forehead. Her facial features are ordinary but very powerful.

She sat to the right of the young officer registering and spoke little.

The people in front finished registering, and Ming Zhi stepped forward.

Taking a form, she began to fill in the information.

"Why are there no matches?" Ming Zhi handed over the completed form, put down the seal, and was about to leave. Suddenly, the female officer asked her.

"Do not lie about information and refill it."

Mingxian was stunned, and she replied confusedly: "I didn't lie, I really don't have a match."

"No." Feng Lan raised his eyes and examined her carefully, "Then where did the energy fluctuations of the Awakener come from?"

Ming Zhi smiled awkwardly: "If I said that I happened to channel the spiritual sea for a rioting awakened person, but we did not match, would you believe it?"

Feng Lan stared at her with a strange expression.

Is there anyone these days who would dare to conduct counseling without a match? I feel that my life is too long and I am tired of living.

"Colonel Feng, Colonel Chengyun specially said hello not to embarrass this little girl, they will be responsible for her affairs."

The young officer who registered suddenly spoke up to explain to Feng Lan, saving Ming Zhi who was racking his brains at the side.

Feng Lan took the information and looked at Ming Xian again, going back and forth several times: "Okay, let's go first."

Mingxian hurriedly nodded his thanks, then left and got on the hover vehicle sent by the military to the temporary residence.