imperfections

"General Turan, there are rumors that the expedition team passed through the natural wormhole area and came into contact with the Alliance army by accident. What is the situation outside now? Will we have further contact with the Alliance in the future? The eighth galaxy Will it return to the alliance? Will it still face some armed conflict from outside?"

"Your information is very accurate. It seems that part of the scientists of the expedition team will strengthen their confidentiality awareness training." Turan smiled calmly at the camera, "We are conducting further evaluation of the external situation. Wherever we go, the freedom and safety of the eighth galaxy will always be our top priority. In addition, at present, it seems that the possibility of alien mechs passing through wormholes on a large scale and posing a threat to us is very small. Please don’t panic."

"General Turan, I heard that the chief executive announced a very unexpected news in front of the alliance. Now there are a lot of rumors among the people. Will the government give an official news?"

"The chief and the expedition team are resting. After all, it is a natural wormhole area. I believe everyone knows the difficulty and danger of this trip, so please be patient. The government of the eighth galaxy has always been open and transparent. We will release important information to the public as soon as we have sorted it out.”

"General Turan, I heard that General Lin..."

Posson Yang looked at Turan in the middle of the media, and did not show any impatient look after half an hour of Tai Chi, so he elbowed the captain of the first guard next to him: "Hey, do you remember? Once she He went out to mess around during his shift, was reported to the Military Commission, and a group of reporters came to the Silver Fortress, and that guy said in public..."

Captain Li Fulan of the First Guards handed him a cigarette from the eight-star system: "Try it——she said, 'I have nothing to say about this matter, the general will not let me talk nonsense now, why don't I give you a striptease' ?”

Posson Yang took it over, shook his head, and a smile flashed across his face: "Things are different, and the days at that time, when I think about it now, are all good days - the general may want to stay in the eighth galaxy, What do you think?"

Li Fulan was silent for a moment, and replied: "Since the first guard has answered the call, follow him to the end."

"The eighth galaxy is independent from the alliance. According to the past, it should be called a 'pirate'." Posson Yang gave him a deep look, "how is this matter? Is the general planning to completely abandon the alliance? What if One day wars will be fought against each other, that is the confrontation between two countries, do we want to attack the people we have protected in the past?"

"Our generation is not so good. We used to be members of the alliance. No one wants to turn around and fight the alliance. The alliance has been in turmoil for decades, and we probably don't want to make enemies anymore. The eighth galaxy transition channel has been disconnected. Everyone Well water does not violate river water, not to mention that if that one is really the son of General Lu Xin, the Central Committee of the Alliance must also take into account the feelings of the Central Army in various places. The best result is that everyone will coexist peacefully in the future, but there are boundaries between each other. Communicate with each other, be friendly with neighbors, fight against common enemies, don’t eat in the same pot in private, and each has his own.” Li Fulan said, “If this can really happen, I prefer to stay here.”

Poisson Yang looked up at him.

"For so many years, the alliance has given me a dull feeling, and I feel very tired staying with those people." Li Fulan said, "The eighth galaxy is different... I feel that a country that has been repeatedly ravaged by wars and disasters, Even in the end, they had to cut off the waterway and seal themselves into an isolated island, but they didn't turn into a fortified military empire, and didn't become a real "pirate den". They were willing to spend a lot of money on planetary anti-missile systems and On the interstellar expedition, it shows that there is vitality here, the vitality of the legendary 'survivor'."

At the end of the Age of Discovery, a pessimistic cosmologist put forward the "survivor" theory.

He said: From now on, human beings have come out of the grasslands and jungles, conquered the environment, conquered the land, conquered the earth, and then conquered the universe. Up to now, they have reached the apex of history. From now on, they will either go downhill, Either on the top of the mountains, walking on a tightrope, every tiny invention, every bit of change, will change human life drastically, the dimension of change will become deeper and deeper, and the scope of influence will become wider and wider, and human nature Perpetuating the cowardice and baseness inherent in our lives, we are all half-crazy armed with deadly weapons, and it will be easy to destroy the world, civilization, and ourselves.Fumbling in the dark, no one knows whether the next step is heaven or hell.

But in our race, there is always an incredible vitality that can re-germinate in the overturned ashes. When the world sinks, a few "survivors" will be selected by this vitality, and they will bear endless pain. Stepping forward on thorns, to continue human life.

"That's right," Poisson Yang said in a low voice, "there is even General Lu's Declaration of Freedom here—have you received any news from the General?"

This is Lin Jingheng's habit. If the ten silver guards gather together, he generally likes to choose a more stable person to help him convey orders. It's not Posson Yang of the third guard, or Li Fulan of the first guard. He doesn't like to talk to those "" flea".

"Oh yes, just received the notice, the general told us to rest in place for three days," Li Fulan said, "He recommended that we go around in the eighth galaxy, and asked Turan to arrange it—but I see your brother In this regard, we really have a tacit understanding with him, the general disbanded on the spot, and he entered the travel mode by himself."

"That stupid Thomas..." Po Songyang stuffed a puff of cigarettes into his mouth, blocking his blurred words, and suddenly remembered something, "Hey, speaking of it, do you feel that the general and that Chief Lu are Is the relationship unusual?"

Lin Jingheng, who was being discussed by them, was standing in the kitchen with a serious expression, and pulled out a long spindle-shaped object from the robot's hand. There was a stick under the thing, and a few steel wires were wrapped around it. For a moment, I didn't see what it was for, but judging from the shape of the vessel, I felt that it should have some kind of stirring function, so I put it into the small pot of boiling tea.

The mechanical arm slowly protruded from the wall. The electronic housekeeper looked around for a while and asked, "Sir, what are you doing with the tea?"

"Speed ​​up the extraction." Lin Jingheng scanned the flames under the pot with his personal terminal without raising his head. After the personal terminal automatically compared the strength of the flames with the standard recipe, a line of small red characters appeared and floated into the air, telling him "the fire is over fierce".

Lin Jingheng said "oh", turned down the fire by one gear, and the personal terminal automatically scanned again, and a line of small blue characters floated up, saying "the fire is too small".

Lin Jingheng: "..."

What kind of crap is this?

Zhan Lu said: "The recipe in your personal terminal is the recently published "Guide for Veterans". It needs special kitchen utensils. The use rate of kitchen utensils at home is very low. Shall I modify the kitchen program for you?"

Lin Jingheng thought for a while, and thought that the principle is to heat the food to cook, as long as there is a fire, the kitchen utensils are not important, so she waved to Zhanlu.

Zhan Lu said again: "And sir, the thing in your hand is called 'Egg Whisk'."

Lin Jingheng's hands froze, and then he said without changing his face: "Nonsense, don't I know? Stir well to heat evenly and speed up the extraction. What's the problem?"

Zhanlu: "No problem, your creativity is very humorous, hahaha."

Lin Jingheng turned off the fire deeply, and looked at his face, as if he was thinking about the issue of human life and death—then put the dark red tea soup close to the filter and poured it directly.

Zhan Lu couldn't help talking again: "Sir, the size of the filter should be turned down, this gear can't filter liquids."

Lin Jingheng said that a broken filter has more gears than a missile sight. It is really sick. However, in front of Zhanlu, he still pretended to be able to handle it, and said nonchalantly: "Yes, I have to filter it twice. .”

Zhanlu is still serious with him blankly: "But increasing the number of invalid filters can't..."

"It's not over," Lin Jingheng interrupted him, "Why do you have so many guiding opinions? I can't stop you from talking, can I?"

When Lu Bixing hurried downstairs, his freshly washed hair was still dripping, he didn't bother to wipe it, and ran all the way to the stairs, he was relieved only when he saw Lin Jingheng's back.

Lin Jingheng heard the movement, looked back at him, then pulled out the talkative Zhanlu from the wall, and threw it on the "popcorn" who was poking his head at the door. Frightened, he drove Zhan Lu away like hell.

The corner of Lu Bixing's mouth was slightly raised, and then he stretched out his hand to support the handrail of the stairs, sat down on the steps, looked at Lin Jingheng through the handrail, he felt as if he had stepped on two balls of cotton, fluttering, at any time Can escape the gravity of Venus and fly away.

After the strength of soothing agent No. [-] wore off, Lu Bixing quickly calmed down his exposed emotions. "The heart is broken, and the face is calm"-this is not a skill that can be cultivated overnight, nor is it a habit that can be changed overnight.

Long time no repeat, there should be a river of emotions that I want to pour out, but the outlet for pouring out is too small. The turbulent thoughts hit his chest back and forth repeatedly.

And for some reason, he found himself afraid to ask Lin Jingheng where and how he had been all these years.

Lu Bixing rubbed his hands slowly, trying to make them as warm and soft as possible, thinking: "Why don't I dare to ask?"

He is used to asking himself, because if he doesn't ask, others won't dare to ask.The young boy will be chased by the annoying teacher to ask his thoughts, but no one dares to chase the chief to ask him what he is thinking.And according to Lu Bixing's experience, no matter how painful or heartbreaking his words are, he has to listen to them.

If a person can feel something in his heart, but pretends not to hear it and ignore it, it will often retaliate against it, such as making him obsessed with ghosts, and doing things like copying people with hair.

But at this moment, he was instinctively hesitant, going round and round to avoid the topic of 16 years.

When Lu Bixing was in his dream, he developed a skill, because he knew that the person in the dream would disappear when he woke up, so he was able to enjoy his short company at midnight purely and without any scruples, just like the end of the world. Joy, anger, sorrow, and joy were released to him undisguisedly as before.

However, after "the dream came true" and he was ecstatic, he found that his "special function" had also disappeared. He had a lot of words and feelings that he couldn't express. The lower gourd floated up and down, making him stretched out, very embarrassed, and even had an uncontrollable desire to destroy.

Just when he was hesitating alone, a cup was handed to him, and Lu Bixing raised his head a little slowly.

"Freshly brewed milk tea," Lin Jingheng stretched out his hand, pierced his five fingers into his wet hair, and brushed up a strand of hair hanging from his forehead. The thin calluses on his fingers brushed his scalp, making Lu Bixing shudder slightly After a while, "Taste the taste."

What flavor can the tea from the egg beater taste?Anyway, people who are used to drinking strong tea feel that this is basically a glass of fake milk mixed with water.

However, Lu Bixing hadn't thought about it, and had automatically made a surprise expression of "delicious", he carefully put away the dark emotions spreading in his heart, and said casually: "You, a person who lives on nutrient cream, would Do this?"

Lin Jingheng didn't smile, but stared at his face.

Lu Bixing: "What's wrong?"

Lin Jingheng took his hand, pulled the cup over, took a sip, and frowned: "I'll ask Zhanlu to cook another pot for you."

Lu Bixing's fingers hooked on the porcelain cup hastily tightened: "Hey, no need."

He paused, recalling the long past very unskillfully, trying to find the feeling of being able to speak glibly: "Even if you give me a glass of cold water, it will automatically become honey to me. I..."

Lu Bixing faced him, he was at a loss for words for a while, and his voice was cut off for a moment, which made people feel awkward on pins and needles.Lin Jingheng's gaze has been fixed on him all the time, as patient and focused as he has been dismantling complicated situations on the space station countless times.

Lu Bixing couldn't bear such gazes, and subconsciously staggered his gaze.

"Can't remember how to say it?" Lin Jingheng stood on the stairs a few floors below, bent slightly, "I'll teach you. If your unlucky partner has a whim one day and makes a bunch of hard-to-eat things by hand You eat it, and you are forced to ask how it tastes, you used to be like this—"

After he finished speaking, he took a mouthful of "water-filled milk", pulled Lu Bixing over, and put it directly into his mouth. Lu Bixing suddenly opened his eyes wide, his pupils contracted suddenly, and swallowed it accidentally.

Lin Jingheng reached out and touched the corner of his mouth: "Then tell me 'How does it taste, you can taste it yourself', have you learned it?"

Lu Bixing was speechless for a while, but when he took a breath, he choked on the unswallowed milk tea, turned his head and coughed violently.

Lin Jingheng took away the teacup in his hand and knocked on the handrail of the stairs. The ubiquitous electronic housekeeper stretched out a robotic hand from the stairs and obediently took away the tableware.Lin Jingheng thought for a while, walked to him and sat down, pulled Lu Bixing's wrist, opened the personal terminals of the two, and set up a special association program.

After Lu Bixing managed to cough out the milk tea that was choking on his intake pipe, he heard a light beep on his personal terminal, and a prompt popped up on it: "One-way location sharing is set successfully".

Afterwards, a map popped up on his wrist, on which a small red dot representing Lin Jingheng flashed beside him, touching that little red dot, Lu Bixing could see what was around him and who he was talking to through Lin Jingheng's personal terminal.

Lu Bixing was taken aback: "Wait, you..."

Only guardians and children under the age of six can establish personal terminal location sharing, and they can know each other's movements at all times, but it is two-way, and they can locate each other. Those who use one-way positioning are generally in the prison.These are invisible shackles, and only the jailer needs to know what his prisoner is doing at all times.

Lin Jingheng held him down: "When you don't want to see me, you can turn it off."

Possessiveness is like the monster in Lu Bixing's heart, roaring anxiously in the iron cage, ferocious and greedy for people, but people use their own body as a prison, and they cannot let these things go out to hurt others, no matter how violent it is .

Lu Bixing felt that he was like a demon-subduing man holding on to the chain, his hands had been worn bloody by the constantly struggling monster, and then he reached in with one hand, flicked the animal's head lightly, and fed it a piece of meat.

He stared blankly at the animal lowering its head, lying on the ground docilely, and gradually became quiet.

"I know that there is a natural wormhole area near the heart of the rose. I think you have guessed it. I passed through the eighth galaxy for the first time." Lin Jingheng said, "But after 16 years, I have If you have the opportunity to go back there to try your luck, do you want to know what happened after the coalition forces of the seven and eight galaxies were ambushed?"

Lu Bixing's eyes flickered.

"If you want to hear it, ask clearly," Lin Jingheng forced him, "If you don't ask, I won't tell."