imperfections

The ground area of ​​the asteroid may not be as large as a man-made space station of some grandeur. It looks very pocket-sized. The most conspicuous building on it is a research institute with a very simple appearance. It looks like the lonely observatory of some remote astronomer. However There are all kinds of equipment such as laboratory buildings, residences, and supporting facilities.

The researchers on duty that night were dozing off collectively. One of them fell down on his elbow and shook himself awake. He rubbed his eyes, then jumped up with a loud cry, and ran out scrambling: "My God... Doctor! Doctor!"

After a while, the whole laboratory was boiling, and all the drowsy researchers seemed to have had chicken blood. A group of people poured in from outside, some were holding instruments to record data, and a group of doctors were exchanging opinions quickly , opened a short and intense discussion.

The guards at the door were alarmed and trotted to stand in a row outside the laboratory. The doctor inside saw them and immediately shouted to them: "Don't come close to the idlers, especially the 'second generation' and above. The mental network caused interference!"

The leading officer understood and waved his hand, and the guards stood in two rows at the door, with their backs to the laboratory, and stood up.

The uniform style of these people is very similar to that of the Alliance Army, but it is a strange sky blue color. The direction on the military shoulder badge is reversed, revealing a strange feeling——

This is the most insane and elusive armed force that roams among the eight galaxies, the Freedom Legion.

The leader of the guard team of the Freedom Legion was watching the busy white coats through the transparent isolation door of the laboratory. At this moment, at the end of the corridor, a wheelchair rolled over slowly, and an old man was sitting on it—a member of the White Tower. The first person in charge, Dr. Harden.

The guard officer hurried forward, supported his wheelchair, and greeted him respectfully: "Doctor."

Baita, the mysterious old man who came back from the dead, looks much older than two years ago. The years are almost cruel to him. The arched back presses his neck forward, making him stretch out like a neck. Get old and long turtle.Dr. Harden urged the automatic wheelchair forward, fumbled for the intercom on the wall and said, "He suddenly reacted, what's going on?"

"We were unlucky this time, doctor. When we were orbiting close to the closest point of the star, we happened to bump into a particle storm head-on, and were strongly disturbed. Because the warning was damaged at that time, the equipment was being maintained, and the protective cover was held up 0.01 seconds slower than expected. I guess It is because of this that the self-protection function of the ecological cabin was stimulated, which caused the fluctuation of the mental network. At present, we cannot judge whether he is actively responding, or whether he was brought about by the fluctuation of the mental network. It is hard to say whether it is a good thing, please be safe. impatient."

The officer of the guard team sighed softly: "Is he really still alive? Impossible? This is...too powerful."

When the man in the eco-chamber was picked up, he was breathless, his thoracic vertebrae were shattered, his spine was fractured, and his internal organs were severely damaged. Fortunately, almost all of his injuries were physical injuries. With today's medical conditions, he could recover within a few days Can heal.

It's his brain that's deadly.

At first, both the medical cabin and the doctor gave the same judgment—due to the backlash of the mental network, the people in the ecological cabin were brain-dead.

Later, this outspoken doctor and the medical cabin were "destroyed" on the spot by the moody master of the Freedom Legion. He checked, trying to find some evidence that the person was still alive.

Unexpectedly, during this inspection, they actually caught a strange phenomenon.

This was a situation they had never seen before—there was a faint remnant of the mental network in the dilapidated ecological cabin. Although it had almost completely collapsed, the man-machine interface was still connected.

It is impossible for a person who is unconscious or dead to be connected to the mental network. If the man-machine interface is connected, then this person must still be alive, and it can even be said that he may be conscious.

But the spirit net is already "dead", and he just doesn't have the reaction that a living person should have. No one can tell whether he is dead or alive.

They cured his body and used medical means to maintain his various bodily functions. If there is no accident, he can maintain this "sleeping beauty" state until hundreds of years later, when his body naturally ages and Pope collapses.

But how to wake up this lifeless brain?

Through discussion, the most elite doctors and researchers of the Freedom Corps came up with a treatment plan, thinking that by stimulating the mental network connected to him, they could try to stimulate his brain response.But this is risky, because in this unknown state, the person is like Schrödinger's cat, stuck between life and death.No one knows, if a weak stimulus breaks the current balance, he will wake up, or directly disconnect the mental network and die.

But their master, Lin Jingshu, who seems to have the blood of prehistoric doctors, unexpectedly rejected the treatment plan and only asked them to retain their physical functions. She would sometimes visit, block everyone, and spend 5 minutes alone with him.

She left him a whole cutting-edge medical research team, but they all did the most basic medical cabin and babysitting work. She didn't seem to want him to wake up very much. It seemed to her that as long as he watched It seemed alive, and she believed he was alive, and that was enough.

"It's like King Arthur drew the sword in the stone, this is fate." Harden sighed, leaned back in the chair slowly, looked up at the guard officer next to him, "May I ask you..."

"Hello doctor, I am a 'fourth generation', and I was originally ordered to promote chips in the seventh galaxy. Back then—shortly before the outbreak of the seven-galaxy war, I received a temporary order to go to the eighth galaxy to give General Lin Jingheng After delivering a batch of mecha supplies, I received an order from the master to suspend the original business, hide in the seven or eight galaxies, and stand by where I am, and report to the master at any time about General Lin Jingheng's movements."

Harden let out an "ah"—after two years of development, the Freedom Corps now has a clear hierarchy, and everyone's identity and social status depend on the level of the chip in his neck. The "generation" is the lowest. The highest level of development is the "fifth generation". High-level chip carriers can pass through the chip and command low-level carriers irresistibly. Even a single thought can make low-level people commit suicide on the spot, forcing everyone to be loyal, and at the same time digging Empty mind to climb up.

"Four generations" is a very prominent rank. Obviously, for this officer, the status of "four generations" is more honorable than his name and position.

And the "fourth generation" in the Freedom Legion are usually dignified people, so they shouldn't be the security captain on such a small asteroid, so he must have made great contributions to being able to climb to this position.

Dr. Harden nodded: "So he was rescued by you."

"Well... no, doctor," the officer hesitated for a moment, and under the influence of the opium chip, he finally told the truth, and he bowed his head, "It is indeed because of him that I was lucky enough to be promoted to ' Four generations', but I dare not say that I saved him."

"At that time, I was ordered to hover around the battlefield to observe General Lin's movements, but they fought too fiercely and the scene was too out of control. We didn't dare to approach at all. At that time, I thought they were going to retreat to the eighth galaxy that was about to be closed at any time. I was still Hesitating, whether going back and returning to my life like this can be explained, the situation of the battle is turned upside down... I was terrified, thinking that I hadn't completed the task, and if something happened to General Lin under my nose, I would definitely be executed when I went back... Waiting for those anti-black I was not reconciled when the remnants of the meeting retreated, and followed the energy reaction of the violent explosion to find it..."

Dr. Harden said: "I heard that the anti-Ukraine will detonate the coalition forces and the jump point when they pass through the jump point."

"Yes, according to our inference afterwards, the command ship that General Lin was on at that time should have taken the lead. That is to say, at the moment when the explosion happened, he had already passed through the transition point. Compared with those behind who were directly stuck in the transition point, His habit of taking the lead gave him a glimmer of life, and there was a super mecha core on his mecha—that is, 'Zhanlu'. The super deformable material turned into an emergency ecological cabin in the explosion, blocking it for him. He didn't immediately turn into dust."

Dr. Harden said: "But no matter how powerful the mecha core is, it is also a man-made product. It is impossible for a man-made product to withstand the energy level of the explosion at the transition point."

"Yes, so this precious mecha core is completely scrapped immediately, and the people inside should be exposed to cosmic rays immediately, and death is inevitable." The officer said, "But can you believe it, in this case , he was actually conscious, and he didn’t wait to die—I just explained to you that when the explosion happened, he was located closest to the Anti-Ukraine Society. The vast spiritual network of the super mecha core has been spread to the extreme, sweeping away the ambush of the Anti-Ukraine Society, and invading a small mecha."

Dr. Harden: "...that's impossible."

There is a mecha transceiver station in the heavy armor, and small and medium mechas can dock in it, similar to a ground aircraft carrier that can dock fighter jets. When necessary, a heavy armor can itself become a small team.

But mecha designers consider actual combat. For the sake of safety, when these small mechas are parked in the heavy armor, they are under the jurisdiction of the heavy armor's spiritual net. That is to say, unless someone invades the heavy armor's spiritual net and releases the small mech Mechas, these unmanned small mechas have an independent mental network and the possibility of being invaded and controlled.

And on a heavy armor, there is at least one backup driver with a strengthened company. Even if Lin Jingheng brings the intact Zhan Lu, who has the ability to sweep thousands of troops, at most it can only make the man-machine interface of these heavy armor unstable. , shaking for a while, relying on his own strength, it is impossible to invade the heavy armor spirit network for a long time.

What's more, he was so miserable at that time, it was already a miracle that the spiritual network connected to the mecha core was not broken.

"Even if his will to survive is so strong, wouldn't they feel that the heavy-armored spiritual network of the Anti-Uganda Society was invaded?" Dr. Harden asked, "The eco-chamber is very small, and it is not easy to be attacked in the chaos of debris flying all over the sky." I noticed, but he invaded the other party’s mental network, didn’t he expose his position? A dilapidated ecological capsule that is about to collapse by itself, without doing anything, just spraying him with exhaust gas is enough to kill him.”

"We later repaired part of the recorder," the officer said, "and found that he was not a random target for the invasion—the jump point detonated, and the entire coalition army was involved. Countless weapon arsenals in countless mechas exploded, expanding the energy level. The club's calculations are actually very accurate, but it is impossible for anyone to estimate the real situation of the enemy's arsenal and firepower exactly, so their flanks were swept aside by the aftermath of the explosion, causing several heavy armored shields to There were different degrees of damage to the spirit network. The heavy-armored mecha transceiver he chose caught fire and broke away from the fuselage. He invaded a small mecha on the mecha transceiver in the nick of time. Using the small mecha, he sent The eco-chamber he was in had a temporary protective cover, but Anti-Wu would soon notice this part of the fallen mecha transceiver station and detonate it, and then his mecha core spirit network collapsed. In this case, once Forcibly breaking the mental network, brain death is a high probability event, not to mention he has experienced it twice."

The officer of the guard team sighed: "When we found him, the temporary protective cover was almost wiped away by the particle flow. This person is too scary, but Fan Fanwu will react a little slower on the spot, or his mecha nuclear power If he lasts for a few more seconds, maybe he will be able to save himself, but it's a pity..."

Lin Jingshu, as long as there is such a person in the world, regardless of whether he is really "alive", these medical elites sent here have no choice but to diligently protect his body. They meticulously restored the ecological cabin, and even used a The external spiritual network stitches and repairs the original "dead without a whole body" spiritual network, making it look like the real one, pretending that the vegetative person in the ecological cabin is sleeping in it, and can be awakened at any time.

But they all knew in their hearts that the people inside couldn't possibly be alive.

"Doctor, is it just a disturbance caused by a stellar storm?" the officer asked.

Dr. Harden groaned for a while, and at this moment, there was a faint tremor on the ground—it should be that an alien mecha landed.

Fifteen minutes later, Lin Jingshu threw off her guards and ran towards her with high heels. She didn't have time to apply any makeup on her face, she looked a little embarrassed, but her lips were bright red because of the strenuous exercise.

Everyone in the guards didn't dare to make a sound, including the "four generations" officers just now, they all stood upright with breathless attention, pretending that they were just a display without looking sideways.

Dr. Harden looked up at her. A strand of her long hair stuck to her chin, like seaweed. The violent panting made her unsteady. Lin Jingshu looked at the old man with a blank expression for a moment, unable to say a word , for a moment, Dr. Harden saw a little girl in her eyes, very small, no more than ten years old, desperately chasing his distant relatives, falling down, and crying little girl.

However, it was only for a moment that hurried footsteps came from behind her, and the bastards from the guards finally caught up.

Lin Jingshu's gaze calmed down. She slowly straightened her messy long hair, tucked it back behind her ears, put on her shoes, walked over unhurriedly, nodded coldly at the fourth-generation officer, and took Dr. Harden's hand. wheelchair, and asked softly, "Why are you here?"

"Passing by now," said Dr. Harden, "you are all Laura's children, and in my opinion, all the same. I'll come and see him."

"Thank you very much for your concern." Lin Jingshu lowered her head and smiled, her eyes not curved, and then she raised her head, "Why, I heard that this time it was caused by a failure of the early warning equipment?"

The fourth-generation military officer quickly replied: "Yes, the early warning equipment failed, and it happened to catch up with the stellar storm..."

"Just right." Lin Jingshu interrupted him, "it can't be just right? I don't believe there is a word 'just right' in the world."

The officer was as silent as a cicada, not daring to speak out.

Lin Jingshu: "Investigate thoroughly, otherwise..."

Before she finished speaking, a doctor came out of the laboratory suddenly, and Lin Jingshu's pupils contracted slightly.

"Master, we have reason to judge that this is not due to the abnormal fluctuation of the mental network being disturbed by the particle flow, but the patient's response after the mental network was stimulated."

Lin Jingshu's eyebrows moved slightly.

"In other words, the probability of the patient waking up has greatly increased. We would like to seek your opinion on the next treatment plan."

Lin Jingshu replied without thinking: "I need you to maintain the status quo."

Harden: "Jing Shu!"

Lin Jingshu lightly covered the corners of her lips, pressed Dr. Harden's shoulder, and said with reasonable grounds: "Doctor, everything is risky, I only have such a brother, I dare not let him take such a risk. What's wrong with living here quietly? Someone will take care of him, and we can take turns to see him."

"You only have such an elder brother, and you don't want him to take risks..." Dr. Harden said in a low voice, "Jingshu, who indirectly stabbed the forbidden fruit in Lin Jingheng's hands? Who took advantage of troubled waters and stopped the Silver Ten Guards halfway?" ?yes……"

"Doctor," Lin Jingshu interrupted him coldly, "I gave him a mecha, I also armed him, and I mixed up the water for him, eight galaxies, where can he not go? He is crazy, is he He insists on trapping himself in the eighth galaxy!"