Shit shovel officer dressed as the emperor

Judging from the diary, the cause of the change was a trip by the head of the family.

It was supposed to be a pleasant trip. He took his wife and young son to a very famous tourist star, planning to spend a pleasant vacation.

But unexpectedly, something happened on the way.

The owner of the diary did not describe the specific situation in detail. Jingxi only knew that he was happy when he went, but there was only one person left when he came back. An unspeakable research.

Although the upper echelon of the empire deliberately concealed knowledge about the evil god, the owner of the diary came from a once prominent family after all, and knew many things that were unknown to ordinary people.

He seems to have a very strong heart of revenge, and wants to find a way to completely wipe out those evil gods, but judging from the paragraphs in the diary, he only feels crazy, the word order is messy, and it seems that his mental state has become more and more serious. Oh no.

If you know this, maybe this is just a lie of a person who lost a loved one and made him crazy.

But on the last page of the diary, the tone of his description suddenly came to his senses.

"I finally found a solution to those things - I hope this achievement is not my dream.

The most fragile gap between the old universe and our universe is on the parent star, and there is a royal army guarding it, even if it fails, it will not cause too much damage.

I hope I can succeed, for the sake of my departed relatives, and future generations.

If I fail in the end, I also hope that you, someone who sees this diary, can continue my last wish and drive those things out completely. "

The diary ends here.

After so many years, since that accident, all the relevant materials of the Gao family have been taken away. Gao Chang didn't understand what his ancestors were trying to deal with, but now Jingxi has already guessed that the owner of the diary What exactly is it that assiduously hates.

But obviously, he failed.

The shadow of the old evil god still hangs over the empire, and it has never dissipated.

But what exactly was the idea of ​​the diary owner?What happened next?

Maybe it's just a failure experience, but whether it's to help friends solve their doubts, or to get a better understanding of those things, Jing Xi still wants to know what happened afterwards.

In the future, if you have a chance, ask Junyu. After all, it happened hundreds of years ago, and I don’t know how many records are still left, he thought.

But no matter what, at least it can be proved that the owner of the diary is not a conspirator or a traitor.

As for the more specific details, Jing Xi decided to wait for him to figure it out before telling Gao Chang.

Although I still don't know what the result will be, at least it will help Gao Chang get rid of a long-term obsession.

After a few more days, Jingxi hadn't found a suitable opportunity to ask Junyu. The emperor seemed very busy these days, perhaps because of his preparations for the battle, and other trivial troubles, so that Jingxi didn't even have a chance to see him.

There are a total of 12 guards who follow Big Mao—or Jingxi. They work in two shifts during the alert period, with 6 people in each shift. In normal times, they work in three shifts, with 4 people in each round.

Because the current palace has secretly raised the security level, it still maintains a high level of guards. The 12 people are divided into two teams. One team is led by the captain of the guard, Mo Ke, and the other team is led by the adjutant Zhuo Xiangxue.

At noon this day, it was time to change shifts again.

Logically speaking, twelve hours of work is not considered hard work for advanced evolutionaries. When they are on the front line, they even need several days of high-intensity fighting to clean up the pollution.

But Mo Ke, who has always been silent and serious, looks obviously a little bit wrong today.

His complexion remained the same, but his walking steps were obviously not as strong and vigorous as usual. Zhuo Xiangxue and he were comrades-in-arms before, so he could tell the abnormality of the captain at a glance.

"Is your injury serious again?" She asked directly.

Mo Ke shook his head silently, did not speak, and left after a brief handover.

Still another young guard came close to Zhuo Xiangxue's ear and said softly, "The captain's younger brother...has been issued an emergency notice, and it's been said that it's only been two days."

Moke's younger brother is another very good advanced evolutionary, with a cheerful personality and handsome appearance, and even took the initiative to pursue Zhuo Xiangxue.

The female adjutant's face paled slightly.

Although she did not agree to the young man's pursuit, she still did not want to hear another bad news.

Except for those comrades who vanished into thin air right next to them on the battlefield, the news that they were rescued from the battlefield, but they were still going to death step by step, was like continuous thunder, which made people feel even more sad.

"I'll go see him sometime." Zhuo Xiangxue said with a sigh.

The faces of the others were also heavy.

All of them were fighters who had experienced the great war before, and they had to retreat to the second line because of the injuries in their souls, and they became Jingxi's guards.

"Speaking of..." a slightly younger guard who suffered the least injuries suddenly said, "Why do I feel that I seem to have recovered a lot recently, doesn't it mean that the damage to the soul cannot be recovered?"

The most troublesome thing in the evil god's attack is the damage to the soul. In the beginning, humans couldn't even detect this kind of damage, but they found it more difficult to concentrate, and their special abilities seemed to suddenly weaken.

The physical damage can also be restored with the help of various medical methods, but the soul seems to belong to the domain of those evil gods.

The Academy of Sciences has worked hard for a long time before finding a way to actively detect soul damage, but that's all.

If a warrior with a damaged soul has passed the maturity stage, there is almost no hope of recovery, and he will no longer be able to fight evil spirits head-on—this is the common sense that humans have summed up in thousands of years of fighting.

The abilities of advanced evolutionaries, the root of their uniqueness, also comes from the soul, and even has a vague connection with those old evil gods-this is also a fact that is ignored intentionally or unintentionally by most people.

I always feel that there is something unsettling behind it.

Human scientists are also trying to study what the soul is, or whether there is any way to contain those things from the soul level.

But without exception, such studies have all failed.

Either the subject went mad, or the researcher went mad, or both went mad.

It seemed to be a realm that was even more unknowable than the existence of evil gods. Even a slight touch could lead to a complete loss of control.

The Academy of Sciences gave up research on the soul field very early on, and the only one that persisted was the non-staff organization Samoyed. This is why the empire has always allocated funds to that organization. People are happy with the progress.

"That must be your illusion," Zhuo Xiangxue, as a veteran who has served for more than ten years, has seen many comrades who have passed away sadly due to soul injuries. "Soul damage is permanent and cannot be reversed."

The atmosphere became heavy again.

But Jingxi knew nothing about their conversation.

The guards are not always by Jingxi's side. If Jingxi stays in his own room, they will be on duty in the room next door. If Jingxi goes out, they will follow.

Today the emperor is not here, and the otaku who has always been able to stay in his room for a month without going out with food and internet, naturally stays happily in the room, stroking the cat and browsing the star net at the same time.

The fee-paying online classroom he used to make a living must not continue to operate, but Gao Chang has been unable to be contacted, which is a bit strange.

Jing Xi didn't think too much about it. During the period before the accident, the external communication of the Star Network was cut off for a long time. It is said that the communication between the star fields was interrupted due to the impact of the evil god. It has been intermittent since then, and it has not been fully recovered. .

Although the main network is not very easy to connect, the local area network on the mother star side is still very smooth, and there are a lot of various resources and dramas. Jingxi has no inconvenience at all, and there is no need to worry about not being able to contact Gaochang for a short time.

He browsed the webpage casually, and was surprised to find that Antalumi was planning to hold a concert on the home planet recently to boost the morale of the army.

This is really a lively heroine, he sighed, and crossed the news casually.

It seems that the organization she belongs to and the empire should really not be opposites, otherwise she would not have been allowed to give a concert on the home planet after her identity was revealed.

However, Jingxi likes to be quiet by nature, and has no interest in chasing the scene, so he forgot about this news after reading it.

It's time for dinner.

The young guard looked at Jingxi's room curiously: "He really doesn't seem to like going out too much, what is the relationship between His Majesty and him now?"

Everyone shrugs, who knows.

Anyway, it doesn't look normal.

"After the announcement of the candidate, there is no next step. I thought I could see a grand wedding," the young guard said regretfully. "If we hadn't been called together, I would have thought His Majesty had been rejected."

"I think it's similar to being rejected." Zhuo Xiangxue whispered, but immediately shut up again.

For personal guards like them, it is the wisest choice to keep their mouths shut.

The young guard fiddled with his fingers boredly.

He was only affected by the aftermath of that battle, and he thought there was nothing wrong, but during the physical examination after the battle, the medical officer said that his soul was damaged and he would never be able to go to the battlefield again.

He was very unwilling.

After coming down from the battlefield, he only felt a slight headache and constant nightmares.

Surviving from such a meat grinder, watching his friends who were chatting and laughing with him not long ago were completely swallowed up in an instant, and even the ashes could not be found. It is not surprising that he would have nightmares.

In the first few days, he didn't believe the conclusion given by the medical officer at all.

He was not reconciled that he would never have the chance to go to the battlefield again, let alone that he would never have the chance to avenge his friends.

But soon, the sequelae of the damaged soul soon manifested.

His Yuan Ling was devastated, and his ability began to degenerate.

A senior evolutionary who has passed the maturity stage can completely integrate with his own Yuanling, but he is still two independent individuals at ordinary times, but he can exchange bodies with Yuanling at will, which is not convenient for a human being. things.

But after being injured, his connection with his Yuan Ling seemed to have weakened all of a sudden.

Yuan Ling became lazy and dull, and was not willing to talk to him. Most of the time, he stayed in the deep sleep of his soul.

But today, things seem to be a little different.

He held out his finger, and a tiny beetle slowly crawled out from his fingertip, making a pleasant buzzing sound.

"I think..." he murmured, "My injury has really healed completely."