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After Lin Han returned to the room, he still couldn't forget the boy.

Not only the wounds on his glands, but also the narrowed pupils, stiff expression, and uncoordinated gait made Lin Han suspicious.

Did this Omega undergo any kind of surgery that caused irreversible damage to the glands?

But Lin Han clearly saw the scar. It didn't look like it had been injured recently, but rather like it had been with the owner for several years. However, the wound was too deep and the traces could not be eliminated.

But that Omega was so thin, so fragile, and didn't look threatening at all.

Lin Han remembered the first time he met He Yunting, the waiter who deliberately bumped into He Yunting's right shoulder while he was injured.

That person didn't look aggressive at all, and was even thinner than the average person.

As for Wen Tianyao's dinner party, Lin Han was not able to see it with his own eyes because He Yunting did not allow him to face that scene.

The doubts in his heart deepened, and he couldn't help but search again for news about the day He Yunting was assassinated.

But what surprised him was that among the overwhelming number of articles, there was not a single photo of the scene, and only one or two media outlets conveniently posted information about the perpetrator.

Lin Han looked at the report on the light screen. The assassin was an Omega, and his ID photo was delicate and delicate... As for whether there were wounds on the glands on the back of his neck, Lin Han had no way of knowing.

Lin Han couldn't explain this uneasy feeling at once, he just felt weird.

-

After this day, Qi Jiamu, who was already ranked first, seemed to be working even harder.

Some people say that every day before dawn, Qi Jiamu goes to the training ground alone, and the morning training time is longer than any other. However, Qi Jiamu never makes a mistake during the whole day selection, and strives to achieve perfection in every indicator. At the end of the day, After training, he was also the last one to leave.

Some people were puzzled. He was already ranked number one, so he wanted to join He Yunting's elite unit so much that he had to pay enough attention to him during the selection period.

Even so, those jealous people would still do tricks on his mecha, but Qi Jiamu endured them all without saying a word, and then worked harder to complete various tasks.

On the third day, when someone broke Qi Jiamu's voice command program, Lin Han finally had a chance to repair his mecha.

"Excuse me, Mr. Lin." Lin Han approached the cockpit and Qi Jiamu stood up and said politely.

Just as Qi Jiamu was about to leave the cockpit to make way for Lin Han, he was stopped.

Lin Han said: "It's a small problem, you don't have to go, it will be solved in a few minutes."

Hearing this, Qi Jiamu stood there obediently with his hands folded, quietly waiting for Lin Han to deal with it: "Okay."

Lin Han's eyebrows moved and he was a little nervous for no reason.

He handled the problem very quickly, and Qi Jiamu didn't say a word the whole time. However, Lin Han had spent more time with him these days. After he quickly solved the problem and opened the self-test program of the mecha, he made an understatement. Said: "Is that boy two days ago your brother?"

Lin Han keenly observed that Qi Jiamu's hands clenched suddenly, and he spoke after a moment, with a harsh voice: "...Yes."

"What's the matter, Mr. Lin?" he asked a little uneasily.

"It's nothing," Lin Han said casually, as if he was just chatting, "I just feel that your brother is not in good health."

Qi Jiamu's voice tightened: "He has been in poor health since he was a child. Later I came to the core area to go to school and I didn't see him for a long time."

"Well." Lin Han asked casually, "Didn't you go for treatment?"

"Yes." Qi Jiamu answered quickly, "Yes, Mr. Lin."

Lin Han repaired the mecha and stood up, knowing that the other party probably wouldn't answer any more: "Okay, then I hope your brother is safe."

It was just the simplest words, but after Qi Jiamu heard Lin Han say this, he suddenly closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if to adjust his emotions. When he raised his head again to speak to Lin Han, there was a hint of death in the end of his eyes. Hong, who was holding tight, said, "Thank you, Mr. Lin."

Lin Han's hand stopped in mid-air and finally took it back: "It's okay."

He wanted to use his own ability to find out what these two brothers were hiding.

But probably because Qi Jiamu's eyes were too sincere and the expression he saw that day was too sad, Lin Han suddenly couldn't bear it.

Even pain is someone else's thing, and you shouldn't take it without asking.

-

Lin Han found He Yunting after training.

These days, he would go to the command room or He Yunting's room from time to time. Many people in the base were discussing that Mr. Lin was indeed an expert personally invited by the admiral, and his treatment was different.

Lin Han didn't care much about these remarks. He just stood in front of He Yunting and raised the question that had troubled him for two days: "I have something to ask the general."

Lu Anhe went to eat, and He Yunting was the only one left in the room. He hung up his coat, then turned around and answered, "What's wrong?"

Lin Han wanted to get straight to the point, but when the words came to his lips, he ended up saying: "How is the general's shoulder injury... how is it?"

He Yunting probably didn't expect that Lin Han's first words when he came to see him would be this. He paused and said, "He's almost healed."

After another two seconds, He Yunting seemed to have thought of something, and added stiffly: "Thank you, Mr. Lin, for your concern."

No matter what, this answer is good. Lin Han breathed a sigh of relief: "The person who assassinated the general last time...have you found out the details? Did he have the glands in the back of his neck damaged?"

He Yunting raised his eyebrows, but quickly returned to being cold; "Yes."

"How does Mr. Lin know?"

Lin Han hesitated for a moment and then told He Yunting roughly what he saw that day.

"I always feel very strange, and I think of what happened to the general last time, so I came here." Lin Han said, "Does the general know about such an Omega?"

This time He Yunting fell into a long silence.

Lin Han thought He Yunting was thinking about it and did not interrupt him, but in the long silence, he heard He Yunting's answer.

"--Know."

"But there is no way to verify it."

Lin Han didn't expect He Yunting to give a positive answer: "What...?"

How many Omegas have such damaged glands?

What have you experienced?

But He Yunting's expression did not change, but his tone became colder: "...I'm sorry."

"Military secrets cannot be told to Mr. Lin."

Lin Han opened his mouth, but finally said nothing: "Okay."

There was no emotion in He Yunting's blue eyes. Lin Han didn't know how to describe his emotions: "Then, I'll leave first."

He Yunting looked at Lin Han.

When Lin Han walked to the door, He Yunting stopped him: "By the way, Mr. Lin."

"In the fourth round of training, we need to recheck the information of all personnel who boarded the battleship." He Yunting said, "I originally wanted Lu Anhe to inform you, but since you are here, just send the latest personal information over."

Lin Han was stunned for a moment: "Okay."

This time He Yunting did not try to persuade him to stay, and the two of them did not shake hands.

-

The third round of selection was officially over, and in the end there were less than two hundred rookie pilots left at the base.

The fourth round of training they are about to face is the key to whether they can stay here in the end.

The base is already making preparations. The exercise location selected this time is located in a remote area of ​​the M galaxy, adjacent to the Qixing Biological Galaxy. A little further away are some sparsely managed self-governed small planets.

Before departure, the base gave everyone a day and a half to repair, but still did not open communication with the outside world. The purpose was just to prepare everyone who was about to set off.

Lin Han rarely had any free time. He didn't go out for a whole day and continued to look up relevant information alone in his room.

But Lin Han didn't like to socialize at all. Before he came to the base, he was almost a two-point line between the research institute and his home. He didn't interact with many people. He really didn't have much impression of Omega who had injured his glands.

The base's internal network is fully monitored, so the scope of Lin Han's search is limited. Among the information he has found now, there is almost nothing of particular value.

Everything is deadlocked again.

Lin Han didn't think it was too much for He Yunting to refuse to tell him. He had his own persistence. Although he was curious, he couldn't ignore other people's feelings.

He was just vaguely uneasy.

But he believed that He Yunting could handle everything, and believed that if he really needed him, he would definitely ask for it.

Lin Han leaned on the sofa and looked at the photo frame.

He squinted his eyes and felt sleepy. When he looked up from his mother's face in the photo frame and looked out the window, he suddenly remembered today's date.

It's the day when the other person would say "Happy Birthday Han Han" tenderly every year when he was still alive.

Lin Han suddenly lost some interest and sank deeper and deeper into the sofa.

He didn't celebrate birthdays very often after his mother passed away, but probably because he got so much happiness from previous birthdays, even if Lin Han deliberately didn't think about it, he could always remember this day.

My mother said, Han Han, don’t forget that your mother will say happy birthday to you every year.

Lin Han's eyes were a little astringent. He closed his eyes and exhaled softly.

Mom, every birthday of mine is quite happy.

-

Lin Han didn't know how long he had slept when he was suddenly woken up by a knock on the door.

He opened his eyes, and the sky outside the window began to become dim, and there was a knock on the door patiently and persistently.

The sleeping position just now was not stable, plus he slept past dinner time and did not take any nutritional supplements. His limbs began to feel heavy and became sore and weak.

Lin Han stood up and walked to the door doubtfully.

——He Yunting stood outside the door, tall and tall. He was stunned for a moment when he saw Lin Han suddenly opening the door.

"General?" Lin Han spoke first, "What happened?"

Unexpectedly, it took a while for He Yunting to shake his head softly: "It's okay."

"Today is Mr. Lin's birthday?"

Lin Han was stunned for a moment: "How did the general know?"

He Yunting hesitated and said, "I discovered it accidentally from the information Mr. Lin sent me last time."

Lin Han looked at him.

He Yunting seemed a little nervous.

Fortunately, Lin Han didn't intend to let He Yunting stand outside the door in embarrassment: "Come in first."

He Yunting was wearing regular clothes, with a few strands of silver hair hanging down to his forehead. Even though he still looked very cold, against the backdrop of the sunset, he seemed to be coated with a gentle warmth that did not belong to him.

Lin Han closed the door: "It's true today. But..."

But what are you here to do?

He Yunting stood there for a while and suddenly took out something from his military pants.

"I'm here to give Mr. Lin a birthday present," he said.

Lin Han was about to pour water for He Yunting when he froze.

He turned around and looked up at him.

He saw He Yunting standing upright in front of him, with a cold expression and an imperceptible nervousness in his tone.

Lin Han looked at He Yunting's hand: "This..."

"Once on a mission, a meteorite fell. In order to escape, I stayed on a small planet for half a day." He Yunting explained.

Probably because he is not good at words, every time He Yunting speaks a longer sentence, his tone always becomes different from usual.

It seemed that at this moment he was no longer the aloof and indifferent soldier. The burden on his body was briefly removed, and he could also be an ordinary person of flesh and blood.

He Yunting said: "While waiting for Lu Anhe to return to the team, I picked up one of them and brought it back."

When he was returning to another place, he unexpectedly discovered that the largest and brightest meteorite was not burned and vaporized by the atmosphere, but fell and left a deep crater in which fragments of the meteorite were scattered.

It can't be said that it has any special meaning, but He Yunting didn't throw it away, but kept it in the base.

"I have been staying at the base recently and have no time to go out. I can't find anything better for Mr. Lin... After thinking about it, I just took this."

He Yunting took a step forward and opened his palm - it was a piece of dark green meteorite with an unattractive appearance, half smooth and half rough, with the aura from the starry sky tens of thousands of light years away.

It could just be a meteorite, but it could also be a star.

He Yunting put the fragment of the meteor into Lin Han's palm: "Happy birthday."

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