imperfections

"Sir, I detected that your heart rate is 20% above the normal range, are you okay?"

Lin Jingheng was speechless.

It took him 18 years to track down the mysterious person who robbed Mrs. Lu back then, while racking his brains and eliminating dissidents, he climbed to the forefront of the alliance and stationed in the Silver Fortress.The Silver Fortress is an important military base, and it has the highest maneuverability when pirates from outside the territory are still eyeing it. Only there can give him the freedom he dreams of.

Fifteen years ago, he finally found an opportunity to let a group of interstellar pirates escape on purpose, allowing them to escape to the eighth galaxy, and took the opportunity to chase them over. Passing through Gloria Star, he made a subtle time difference, left the team alone, and left the team alone. Arms dealer Cyclops is stuck in a suspended nightclub in Gloria's atmosphere.

The one-eyed eagle was having fun at the time, and was caught by Admiral Lin before he even put on his pants. The whole process of interrogation was a shameful humiliation for an arms dealer. In the end, he had to admit that he was the one who kidnapped Mrs. Lu, and Lin Jingheng showed mercy , gave him a pair of underpants.

Recalling objectively, Lin Jingheng admits that she was young and energetic at the time, and things were a bit damaged, but she couldn’t slap her hand, and the old Persian cat’s skill in rubbing fire is also a credit to it—all in all, this pair of pants is the solid foundation of their lifelong friendship. cornerstone.

The one-eyed eagle with bare legs and underpants was supported by three micro-particle cannons, and fell from the sky. He was forced to hand over Mrs. Lu's ashes, the admiral's epaulets that she took with her, and the flight recorder on the small starship she was on... …but no kids.

One-eyed Eagle gritted his teeth and told him that Mrs. Lu was dead, and the child Lu Xin had been looking forward to had not been saved.Of course Lin Jingheng didn't believe it, but he didn't find any evidence of the child's existence at that time, and it was inconvenient for him to stay too long, so he had to temporarily let the one-eyed eagle go.

When the stone statue in Lu Xin's forest of steles was smashed and removed, Lin Jingheng tried his best to keep a piece, which happened to be Lu Xin's epaulets. In the long years since then, Lin Jingheng has repeatedly deduced the place where Lu Xin's mecha crashed, It took a lot of effort to search for the fragments of the remains, and a total of three pieces of small debris the size of a fingernail were received.

The wreckage is his body, the stone statue is his glory, the epaulets are his lifelong faith, and his lover is the place where his soul returns.

So far, except for the child whose life or death is uncertain, these four things can finally rest in peace together.

Five years ago, Lin Jingheng was obsessed with immortality, returned to the eighth galaxy, and made a genetic lock outside the ecological cabin, using the genetic information of the fetus left by Mrs. Lu during the prenatal examination. Unexpectedly, it was accidentally opened by Lu Bixing on the outskirts of Beijing Star.

Is it God's will?Was it a fate he never believed in?

Lin Jingheng's gaze was attached to the mecha's spiritual net, extending far away. When a person was in the mecha, his perspective had spread into the boundless darkness. Looking back suddenly, he looked at this simple and pitiful little mecha with mixed feelings.

During the five years, he was suspicious of Lu Bixing over and over again, and disappointed over and over again.And because the black hole was the one-eyed eagle's closest partner more than 30 years ago, he even took the trouble to hold the black hole in his hand, hoping to find clues...

"Why... why does the genotype of the brain not match the body?"

Zhanlu replied: "Sorry sir, there are too many possibilities, I can't judge."

"Oh," Lin Jingheng paused, then said as if talking to herself, "Do you think he resembles Mr. Lu? I don't think so."

Maybe that unlucky one-eyed eagle did something, maybe he just looks more like his mother——Lin Jingheng and Mrs. Lu are not very familiar, more than 30 years, it’s too long, he can’t remember the unfamiliar people and things. .

For a moment, a lot of irrelevant thoughts came to his brain that had never been analyzed in detail. They were messy, full of everything, illogical, as if they were short-circuited.

Zhan Lu asked seriously: "Do you want me to analyze and compare the facial features of Principal Lu and General Lu Xin?"

"……Do not."

"Sir," Zhan Lu said, "I must remind you that your mental power fluctuates greatly, and your matching degree with the mecha link is declining. According to historical data, it is approaching the lowest value. Are you okay?"

Lin Jingheng's gaze still stayed on Lu Bixing, and he asked absently, "Huh?"

"The current value is 56%. If the matching rate drops below 50%, you will face the risk of involuntary disconnection from the Spirit Network. Since you graduated, you have never had an involuntary disconnection."

"Really? Then my life is really incomplete." Lin Jingheng smiled inexplicably, and then he closed his eyes and cut off his sight. Only then did the wave-like mental network calm down, and the matching degree value stopped. After a while, it began to rise, as if being held by a powerful hand, and it rose to 89%.

Slowly forming like an invisible armor.

He became the general who never changed his color when landslides and earth cracked.

"It's less than 10 minutes before the waste station. Prepare to descend and dock. The injured and those without mecha driving qualifications should go back to the nursing cabin." Lin Jingheng instructed everyone with his back turned.

If he is willing to go to Xinghai Academy as the dean, the school's school spirit and discipline will definitely be cleaned up.From the rebellious principal to the rebellious students, they all lined up and went to their respective positions after listening to his instructions without saying a word. They were very obedient, just like a group of wild animals with circus accounts.

"Sir," Zhanlu asked in the spirit net, "will you talk to Principal Lu about this matter?"

"No," Lin Jingheng said, "how many times have I said it, I don't like chatting."

He intentionally misinterpreted Zhanlu's question and evaded answering, but the pure artificial intelligence didn't understand it, so he still asked: "Then, will you give him all my spare authority like General Lu Xin did?"

Lin Jingheng was silent for a while: "No."

Zhanlu was quietly waiting for his words in the spiritual network, but according to historical data-when Lin Jingheng replied in such a tense tone, [-]% of the time he would pretend to be deaf and dumb.

This time, however, he continued.

"Your former master was a great idealist, and he could sacrifice for some beliefs." Lin Jingheng said lightly, "I am different. I don't have so many feelings to pin on. Without wine, I would drink blood. I Waiting to collect the corpses of all the people who want my life, I have no will to inherit, and I have no will to fulfill... Also, Zhan Lu, all the data today, including what I said to you and medical information, Encrypt the matching data of the Spirit Network according to the highest level."

"Okay." Zhanlu said, "But Principal Lu may not know his blood relationship with General Lu Xin."

"He doesn't need to know." Lin Jingheng began to adjust the route and power system, and prepared to land. His matching degree with the mech's spiritual network has risen silently, reaching the limit value of human-mech interaction—— 90%.

Soon, the abandoned station could be observed in the spirit network, and the mech slowly slowed down and entered the abandoned supply station track. The friction of the artificial atmosphere was felt outside the cabin, and the heat insulation layer was ringing softly, as if the sound of the wind could already be heard .

This is good news. The artificial atmosphere is still there, indicating that this abandoned supply station is likely to be operated by someone.

At this time, the mech's energy reserve had dropped to 7%, and the red warning lights lit up regularly, complementing the fluorescent grass on the wine cabinet, forming a beautiful scene of red and green.

The one-eyed eagle came over: "Is this energy enough to land safely?"

Since this was nonsense, Lin Jingheng ignored him.

"Okay," the one-eyed eagle rarely softened his tone, and asked in human terms, "Do you know the pirates 'Prince Gloria's Guard'?"

Lin Jingheng concentrated on calculating the progress of his whereabouts, and gave him a little reaction from the corner of his eyes.

The one-eyed eagle glanced back at the direction of the medical room, and lowered his voice an octave amidst the slight noise: "'Prince Gloria', whose original name was Flanders von, is a complete pervert. More than 100 years ago, he was arrested by Lu Xin chased and killed him outside the eighth galaxy, and the soldiers around him collectively mutinied and beheaded him. You know, the eighth galaxy has always hated you hypocritical alliance dogs, but in order to overthrow Prince Gloria, we chose Lu Xin .”

"I heard that during the reign of Prince Gloria, apart from the prince's guard, interstellar travel was prohibited in the eighth galaxy, and the entire starry sky was his private property." Lin Jingheng said, "He has the most cutting-edge scientific research results and armaments, but in order to prevent people from The rebellion spread anti-science and anti-intellectualism repeatedly in the interstellar range, and promulgated 150 prohibitions, which almost blocked the livelihood of folk technology. It has been nearly [-] years, and the impact is still there today.”

"That's what you heard in the textbook, little admiral?" Cyclops smiled coldly, "Let me tell you something new—do you know the notorious Reinburg Laboratory?"

Lin Jingheng didn't open his mouth to taunt each other with him, it meant to listen attentively.

So the one-eyed eagle continued: "Prince Gloria thinks that a mere 300 years of life is not enough. He also wants to live forever. He established the Reinburg Laboratory and conducted human experiments for eight years. I don't know what results they have obtained. All in all, it took them eight years to produce a 10... no, [-] grave."

"In 128 years, that is, Prince Gloria was in the eighth galaxy No. 60. The entire eighth galaxy was sucked to the bone marrow by these vampires, and there was a famine among the people-do you know what famine is? Earth Age Just a word that has been cleaned out from the history of mankind. In this era when a shot of nutritional supplements can float in space for two months without dying, tens of millions of people starved to death. Prince Gloria’s government hypocritically established a The disaster relief team collected money for the garbage inside, and asked people to use the corpses of human experiments as raw materials to make compressed nutrition meals, cut corners in the disinfection process, and some of the experimental viruses in the corpses leaked out, which actually caused a plague."

"Hmm," Lin Jingheng finally responded, "I heard about the rainbow virus."

Rainbow virus, the most shocking plague in modern human history, is the product of human wisdom.

This virus is purely artificially synthesized, highly pathogenic, high lethal, and extremely difficult to kill. It is very creatively implanted with miniature artificial intelligence, allowing the virus to deform at any time according to the environment. After a large-scale outbreak, the first The eight galaxies were unable to defend against it, and some sporadic cases even flowed into the alliance. After more than six years, a team far away in the capital Woto developed a special drug and vaccine against the rainbow virus, which won the Nobel Prize and freedom of the year. Contribution Award.

When Lu Xin expeditioned to the eighth galaxy in 136, he brought antibodies to save the eighth galaxy from this ridiculous catastrophe.

"I don't know who this self-proclaimed Prince Gloria is now," said the one-eyed eagle, "but in Prince Gloria's guard back then, madness was a tradition, so they suddenly appeared in the eighth galaxy. I have...wait, energy The volume has dropped to 5%, can you do it?"

"Docking valve ready, about to land."

"Warning, low energy—"

"The signal of the transceiver station is normal, is it turned on?"

"Warning, the energy is less than 5%, and it is expected that it will be difficult to land safely."

"warn--"

Lin Jingheng suddenly said: "Turn off the active power system."

The one-eyed eagle said in shock: "What..."

The mecha with no power trembled violently. As the fuselage lost its power, the mecha that had been descending slowly suddenly became a free fall. There were screams from the students in the nursing cabin, and the one-eyed eagle helped him to the ground. On the wine cabinet, the feeling of weightlessness gripped his heart hard.

"Warning, affected by gravity, the fuselage is falling at an accelerated rate—"

"Ahhhh!"

The protective gas in the mecha suddenly opened up the cabin, and everyone floated up together. Immediately, Lin Jingheng used the remaining energy to prop up the four energy knives. The energy knives were lined up, and the excess protective gas in the cabin flowed along The blade diffused, and the viscous special substance condensed into a thin film on the four energy knives like an umbrella skeleton, like a big parachute, and the resistance and gravity were delicately balanced within a few seconds.

Amidst the deafening noise, the mecha landed on the low-earth orbit with perfect accuracy.

At the same time, all the equipment in the mecha turned off at the same time, the spirit net disappeared out of thin air, and the power was completely lost. After the whole body paused for a while, it suddenly slid into the track. Sparks from friction burst out, and it stopped violently—it landed safely!

There was a moment of silence in the fuselage, and then whistles and cheers erupted, and the students almost wept with joy when they got down to earth again.

The one-eyed eagle pointed at Lin Jingheng tremblingly: "You...you are simply a mad dog!"

"Thank you for the compliment," Lin Jingheng nodded without changing his expression, took off his gloves and threw them on the wine cabinet. After the killing, the two sons fled to the outside world respectively. The eldest was betrayed by his subordinates and died halfway. With the armaments and technology exploited in the eighth galaxy back then, it quickly swallowed up many pirate forces, and in recent years, it has been reported that they are still patrolling around the eighth galaxy."

The one-eyed eagle was stunned: "You actually pay attention to them?"

The corner of Lin Jingheng's mouth twitched, as if smiling, and he said, "I'm sorry, I was the one who settled the attack on the guard of honor in 258."

One-eyed Eagle: "..."

He is the earth emperor of the eighth galaxy, and he seems to be deaf to things outside the window. He has lived a lazy and happy life these years. As long as the fire does not reach the eighth galaxy, he doesn't care much about things outside the galaxy, and he is somewhat ignorant.

So he didn't understand at all why his precious son mentioned the "Freedom Day attack" in 258 just now, it was actually a very routine compliment!

He is illiterate to bully his father, that kid Lu Bixing has grown up, and under his nose, he is praising Lin's stinky feet!

After running away from home for five years, my wings are stiff!

Faint cooking smoke rises from the seven orifices of the one-eyed eagle, and the fur on its body blows up more than two feet, almost turning into a sea urchin.

He lowered his voice, with a ferocious expression on his face: "I'll say it again, stay away from my son!"

Lin Jingheng raised her eyebrows: "You look so strict? Is Mr. Ling an underage girl?"

"Our country bumpkins from the eighth galaxy can't compete with your alliance general!"

"Your son is poor, and that's not what he said when he bluffed and cheated in my name."

Cyclops has two regrets in his life. One is that he didn’t have a laser gun in his underwear belt when he went to have fun 15 years ago. The other is that he thinks boys should be beaten when they grow up. He offered cash to finance his son's runaway from home.

One-eyed eagle: "You fart!"

Lin Jingheng sneered back.

"Two, two! Why are you arguing again?" The sterile air bubbles on Lu Bixing's body finally fell off. When he walked out of the medical room, he changed into a suit of clothes, navy blue. , very upright, with a poke from the small stand collar, he showed a bit of a mature and stable person looking like a dog. He stretched out his hand between the two of them, and said with a headache, "You don't think the skydiving just now was not exciting enough? I really can't mess with it." I miss you."

The one-eyed eagle's lingering anger still persisted: "It's none of your business!"

Lin Jingheng, on the other hand, was very demeanor, and asked gently: "Do you feel better? You were too reckless this time."

Only then did the one-eyed eagle come to his senses. In order to fight for favor, he quickly forced a kind smile, enough to scare a kindergarten child into tears: "Dad didn't say anything about you."

Lu Bixing looked at the one-eyed eagle very helplessly, and felt that his old father's mental age was really youthful, and he had been at the level of ten years old for 200 years, so he coaxed earnestly: "Dad, let's still rub against other people's mechs." , you know something."

One-eyed Eagle: "..."

Lin Jingheng's eyes fell on the navy blue coat on his body.

Lu Bixing turned his head, feeling that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, and spread his hands shamelessly: "I borrowed your mecha, and I borrowed your wine, and now I can wear one more piece of your clothes, and pack it as a favor, okay?" ?”

Lin Jingheng wanted to say "You do what you want", thinking that he was too indifferent, and wanted to change it to "honour", but also felt that his painting style was very different from his usual style, and he was afraid of scaring others. He nodded hastily, avoiding Lu Bixing's sight by checking the air pressure and air quality outside the cabin door.

The hatch opened slowly, and the abandoned supply station appeared in front of everyone.

In the artificial atmosphere, the air pressure and air quality are ideal, so you don’t need to wear space suits. The workshops and orbits of the supply station are in good condition. The artificial lawns on both sides are flat, but there is no sound. With the traces of the ruts, smart garbage bins, security robots and shuttle buses are lifelessly displayed on both sides, like a row of ugly decorations.

A group of people followed the road signs and came to the core control room of the supply station.

"The energy system is turned off, but the hardware itself is fine." Lu Bixing observed for a moment, "I'll try it, it should be able to restart."

Huang Jingshu asked: "President Lu, didn't you say that this supply station is on the smuggling channel, will someone use the abandoned station to do business? People?"

"Let's go, but I'm afraid it hasn't been long since I left. You can tell by looking at the lawn at the door. The equipment has obviously been maintained all the time. There is still residual heat on the machine. Sometimes this kind of illegal business has to be done like this. One shot for another place, I don’t know when they will run away, and I don’t know when they will come back.” Lu Bixing said while fiddling, “Girl, take a picture for me.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a very soft white light hit his hand, the brightness was enough, and it didn't hurt the eyes.

"Hey, that's good," Lu Bixing said casually, "Who loves to study so much, and there is an eye protection light on the personal terminal?"

After he finished speaking, no one answered, Lu Bixing turned his head belatedly, and found that several students were standing respectfully a few meters away, and it was Admiral Lin who gave him the light.

Lu Bixing was stunned, but before he had time to say anything, another light came from another direction. It turned out that the one-eyed eagle was unwilling to be lonely, so he also sent a beam of light. The strong light was like a searchlight, shaking both of them at once. I can't keep my eyes open.

Lu Bixing: "Dad, are you catching an adulterer? You're blinded!"

Lin Jingheng: "..."

"No," Lu Bixing finally realized what he said, "I didn't mean that, Lin...cough, that..."

Lin Jingheng interrupted him: "Just use the address you are used to."

Lu Bixing glanced at him secretly, under the warm white light, Lin Jingheng's face also looked a little pale, probably this thrilling journey was not easy.For some reason, Lu Bixing thought of the various expressions he had made with this face, and a muscle short-circuited in his mind, and a thought suddenly came up: "I wish I could have taken a picture at that time."

Lin Jingheng——that was the last general in the alliance, and he actually saw him alive!

Lu Bixing didn't take the one-eyed eagle's bad comments about Lin Jingheng seriously, because it may be because of the asymmetry of the eyes, the one-eyed eagle is full of prejudice against everyone, especially the same sex who is more handsome than him.

When he was young, apart from looking up at the starry sky, he was also curious about the outside world, and regularly collected news about the seven galaxies. Since he had the impression, the alliance has been singing and dancing, and the power of the military committee has gradually declined, like a donkey after it has been unloaded. , eclipsed, only General Lin, the meritorious service is hidden between the lines.

Lu Bixing is very sensitive to numbers. He found that in the early years, there were at least [-] to [-] terrorist attacks by pirates outside the territory every year. To win a round, the pirates often fled outside the domain, waiting for the next opportunity, like inexhaustible cockroaches.However, the terrorist attack data and alliance casualty data suddenly fell off a cliff more than ten years ago. It seemed that the pirates became good overnight and evaporated on their own—that was after Lin Jingheng took over the Silver Fortress.

Lu Bixing: "To be honest, I'm still dreaming. You really are... well, before I had time to ask you so many words, the old lair of the poisonous nest exploded."

The soft white light shone on Lin Jingheng's gray irises, and it was unbelievably gentle: "What do you want to ask?"

Lu Bixing wants to ask too many questions, including the details of every battle that the alliance has not seriously reported. Is Zhan Lu really that Zhan Lu?How does it feel to reject Yevgenia, who is known as the "No. [-] beauty in the alliance"?What happened to the assassination of Heart of Rose five years ago?Most importantly, how did he hide it so that Eden could not detect it?

However, he glanced around and found that several students were listening with their ears upright. Lu Bixing hesitated for a moment, not sure if Lin Jingheng was willing to disclose his identity, not to mention that he was a general of the alliance and left the alliance by feigning death. The Eighth Galaxy has lived in such a ghostly place for five years, so there must be many difficulties.

Adults—especially people like Lin Jingheng, who are reserved by nature, may not be willing to show their blood and tears for others to see.

Lu Bixing controlled his exuberant curiosity in the blink of an eye, and when he changed his voice, he asked jokingly, "Can you sign me?"

The four students who were secretly listening to the corner were almost overwhelmed, winking at each other with strange expressions.

Mint looked puzzled: "Is the principal a fanatic or a gay?"

White was speechless.

Huang Jingshu looked around and signaled her classmates with her eyes: "Should we avoid it?"

Fighting Chicken opened his eyes wide, and glanced at Lu Bixing's clothes out of the corners of his eyes: "President Lu was not wearing this one just now!"

Huang Jingshu dragged away Gamecock and White one by one in each hand. Mint was smart and hurried to follow. A few students pretended to be curious and surrounded Cyclops enthusiastically, asking him about the prospects of the arms business in the eighth galaxy, and asked him High praise for his sassy eyes.

Contemporary teenagers are very scheming - if the principal can successfully abduct the fourth brother, the college may be able to sign a long-term agreement with the black hole in the future, allowing the black hole to accept graduates of the college, what a magnanimous study and future!

Lin Jingheng was stunned for a moment after hearing Principal Lu's "unreasonable request". Just when Lu Bixing thought he was going to blurt out "Don't sign, get out", Lin Jingheng took out a pen from his pocket and said, "Okay."

Lu Bixing: "..."

Lin Jingheng asked patiently: "Where to sign?"

The self-taught Principal Lu has never been at home in class. For the first time, he experienced the embarrassment of not being able to answer a question. He stared at Lin Jingheng for a moment, and he stretched out his hand in a panic: "No, I..."

Lin Jingheng held his wrist, his palm was dry, his fingertips were covered with hard calluses, his bony fingers looked powerful, but they moved lightly, they swept across Lu Bixing's cuff like feathers, and wrote a letter on the back of his hand. "Lin" in one stroke: "My signature was on the official announcement of the Silver Fortress back then. If you are interested, you can do a handwriting identification."

Probably due to the sequelae of the fracture just now, Lu Bixing felt that he was numb from his fingers to his wrist, as if he had forgotten his words during the opening ceremony.

The one-eyed eagle was surrounded by a group of chattering brats, and was very annoyed. When he saw this scene from afar, seventy or eighty nasty associations arose in his heart: "Where are you going?"

Lin Jingheng let go of it very naturally, and reminded: "The restart process of the energy core is over."

"Oh," Lu Bixing laughed dryly, "That's right."

He hastily moved his numb hands secretly, and confirmed the restart command. In an instant, the entire supply station let out a sigh, as if it came to life again, countless lights gradually lit up, and the huge energy tower emitted glowing laser light. The silhouette of the mecha was projected, and the maintenance robots lined up the elevators, busyly starting to automatically repair the damaged mecha. The silent Zhanlu on Lin Jingheng's arm seemed to light up, and happily connected to the energy source. The tower continuously absorbs energy.

"I'll take a look at the mech." Lin Jingheng instructed, "If you need anything, you can find me there anytime."

After he finished speaking, the one-eyed eagle, who had been exasperated, walked away.

Lu Bixing was stunned for a long time, then looked down at the flamboyant "Lin" on the back of his hand, sweating from the cooling system of the main control room, folded his cuffs carefully, and fiddled with the equipment in the main control room with hemiplegia .

There is actually an illegal communication network that can cover the entire eighth galaxy in this supply station. It is quite advanced. Lu Bixing ordered the repair, and at the same time he thought in a mess: "Why is he so nice to me all of a sudden? Is it just to fight against the old man? ...Hey, the energy reserves and material reserves in this ghost place are quite sufficient, and the supplies can be replenished. Who knows when the gang of pirates blocking the traffic will leave... Why is my hand still numb? Is it a prelude to hemiplegia? Uh... ...There is also a weapons and equipment library here, and the encryption lock needs to be cracked... His fingers are so long... Hey, what am I thinking? The encryption method of this lock is..."

The encryption lock of the abandoned supply station is not very good. When Lu Bixing only has one-tenth of his brain capable of working normally, he was able to pry it open in such a daze.

Lu Bixing's mind was revolving around Lin Fangcai's whispered words of "find me over there anytime", and when he heard a soft "di", he barely regained his sanity surrounded by clouds and mountains, and glanced at the inventory absently: "Well ,empty."

Lu Bixing stared blankly at the empty weapon inventory, his mind was still under the white light just now, and Lin Jingheng's face seemed much softer.Half a minute later, Lu Bixing was shocked and came to his senses—no, the energy and material reserves are so abundant, why is the weapon inventory empty? !

He raised his head abruptly, and glanced at all the equipment in the main control room—the production date on the shell of the mainframe is 200 years in the new calendar, and it has been running very smoothly so far, which means that the software and hardware inside have been maintained and upgraded for a long time, and this supply station has always been occupied!

Why did they leave in such a hurry, leaving enough supplies to feed a starship here, and taking all the weapons with them?

"Dad," Lu Bixing's expression darkened, "we may need to..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the communication system that had just been repaired casually finished reading and activated.

The big screen above the main control room lit up, first a snowflake, and then a man appeared on the screen, half of his body was mechanical, and his empty eyes shot out from the screen, eerie and full of malice.

The one-eyed eagle suddenly pushed away the fighting cock in front of him, and the veins on his forehead burst out suddenly.

"My friends and relatives in the eighth galaxy, hello everyone," the man showed a stiff and strange smile, "I'm Ares Feng, do you still know me as an old friend? It's okay if you don't know me, I will introduce myself again For a moment, I, Prince Gloria, the person who was abandoned and betrayed by you more than 100 years ago, is now full of hatred, with a sharp sword of revenge, crawling back from hell, are you happy?"

White shivered for no reason, and subconsciously grabbed Lu Bixing's sleeve: "Principal, who is he?"

The man who claimed to be Prince Gloria said word by word: "My family has ruled the eighth galaxy for more than 60 years, feeding countless ungrateful moths and garbage, allowing you to live in a paradise and avoid the exploitation and aggression of the alliance, but My dear people, how did you repay me?"

"You have attracted alliance dogs, betrayed your master for a few bones, killed my father and brother, and made me flee outside the territory in a hurry. So far, my body can only be supported by these scrap copper and rotten iron-how, these 100 yuan Over the past few years, has it been easier to surrender to the alliance? Has the alliance given you freedom and dignity? If you cry in pain under artillery fire, will the great savior of the alliance send someone to save you?"

When he said this, he laughed wildly out of breath: "Let's celebrate my return together."

As the voice fell, there was a sudden loud noise on the screen. Several ferocious hyperspace heavy mechs aimed at Gloria Star. Prince Gloria let out a long whistle, and hundreds of nuclear missiles rained down on the star. The star Gloria, which has no resistance, is overwhelming, and the huge energy wave shakes people's eyes. The capital star of the eighth galaxy is instantly submerged in the artillery fire.

A planet has been wiped out in this world.

Before the stunned people could react, the man on the screen shouted: "Surprise! Next!"

The interstellar coordinates on the screen came out, and the muzzle pointed at Beijing β.

Not every time you leave, you can go back again.