Brilliant Time [Interstellar]

Although all the mercenaries present had experienced many battles, some people silently took a breath when they saw this situation.Even the mercenary captain An Qiluo didn't look too well.

All they received was the task of catching an unknown creature with a red risk factor for the experiment, but if only a small white mouse can have such fighting power, who can guarantee that the risk factor of an unknown creature is as true as before? Is it the same as you said?

A middle-aged man with the appearance of a leader pushed through the crowd and came forward from behind. He showed indifference to the researchers who were in a mess and fell to the ground, and coldly ordered the medical staff to take him to the medical cabin.But he showed a look of pity to the dead mouse on the ground.

"What a pity! This is the most successful experimental subject ever."

He walked to the monitor to check the previous experiment records, muttering in a low voice. "The data has been normal before, and there is nothing special about it. Is the magnetic field factor caused by the space transition part of the cause of the variation? It seems that the overall general direction is not wrong..."

"Bo Tu." An Qiluo interrupted his soliloquy, "We will not be able to return to the voyage alone until the next space transition is completed. I think we can inform the destination of this trip and the objects to be captured in advance. What is it?" The mercenary group accepts various tasks, and the requirements of the employers are often strange. This time, the employer is unwilling to reveal the destination before arriving.

But what An Qiluo said is not wrong. The jump point used as a transition has to be randomly changed by calculation every time, and it is often unstable. If you suddenly change the established goal at this time, there is a high possibility that you will get lost in a different space.

The other party was obviously not worried that he would tear up the agreement at this time. After thinking for a while, he said calmly: "After two more jumps and the same orbit, we will enter the cycle of the ancient earth, the origin of human beings."

"Don't be so nervous." He patted the shoulder of the mercenary captain who suddenly tensed up. "There are black holes and super-conventional gravitational fields around the earth so that the impassable space fault is only a superficial phenomenon, but it is not completely impassable. Thousands of years ago, a fleet went to the earth for investigation and successfully returned. We have reliable sources of information. The first and most important generation of experimental donors of the Nexant family who underwent genetic modification were obtained during that expedition. As for the argument that the earth’s energy exhaustion caused space collapse and human beings cannot survive, it is only A lie used by certain vested interests to cover up the truth."

"Your Majesty is not that kind of person!" Angelo instinctively argued.

"...think of the positive impact it would have on the progress of humanity if we could also capture an experimental donor? That's what we're here for. What a moment to remember and what a new history we'll make "The middle-aged man with a cold face frowned slightly, but he obviously didn't want to argue with Angelo on this issue for the time being. "...When the Nexant family captured the experimental body, the mecha technology was still immature, and the firepower weapons that were still widely used in the army were short-range. You are all veterans, let alone have any problems ...Let's do this, after success, in addition to the agreed remuneration, we will provide an additional dose of genetic modification agent as a reward—what do you think?"

Angelo hesitated slightly, thinking of the bloodline genetic modification agents that are no longer produced and the status quo that is priceless and only allowed to be used first by the noble class, he finally wavered.

"I have another question, how are we going to determine who to capture?"

"Don't worry about it." The young mercenary captain who knew the civilian background was persuaded, and he showed a gloomy smile: "We have a sample that is expected to have a genetic similarity of more than 50.00% with the original species of the donor as a comparison—from Gary , the fresh blood sample of Nexant himself."

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"..."

"...Gary..."

Consciousness fell back into the body as if weightless. As soon as he regained consciousness, he found that he was grabbed by the shoulder. Gary instinctively threw a punch out, but he held back halfway and retracted it.

He recognized the face of an Imperial Marshal in the man before him.

Hebrew didn't seem to realize that he was almost beaten just now. He stared closely at Gary and looked him up and down to make sure that he was really awake and that he didn't feel any discomfort before letting go of his hand.

Bi Fang was still bouncing around, anxiously coming up with a bad idea: "Artificial respiration! Hurry up, artificial respiration! Your Majesty, do you need artificial respiration, Your Majesty!"

Then the Imperial Marshal raised his hand and pushed his head into the quilt without looking back.

"...I'm fine, I don't need it." Gary hesitated, "...thank you?"

He sat up, subconsciously stretched out his hand and touched the back of his neck, it was smooth and warm, without any wounds, and then looked at his hand, it was still growing on his body.

He was out of his mind for a while, and then he looked at Hebrew who was a little at a loss.He remembered that this time he didn't break the cup and make a noise that would alarm others: "...Why are you here?"

Bi Fang pretended to be stupid and replied first: "Oh, because you seem to have passed out, and I am a mecha, so I don't know how to do artificial respiration! I asked the master to come up and help!"

Although the symptoms of weakness in hands and feet and low-grade fever are still there, Gary is much more conscious than yesterday.Hearing Bi Fang's words, he felt even more awkward.

"I just fell asleep and had a nightmare. It's nothing." He coughed dryly, and really didn't want to hear Bi Fang's explanation.

"Do you also have nightmares?" Bi Fang adjusted his light to be softer.But this kindness obviously does not involve its language system. "Did you dream that you had a baby? Hahaha, don't worry too much. There will always be a baby. As long as you promise and..."

This time Hebrew whipped it all the way to the corner.

Gary looked at the room where the mental barrier he asked Bi Fang to create was still there, because it was created in a hurry, and the wave band was not stable, so it would not be too comfortable for normal people to stay here.He looked at Hebrew again: "Go back and rest too. I'm shielding the magnetic field here, which also has some impact on the human body."

The marshal's ears turned red, but as if he didn't hear Gary's words, he said with a straight face: "I'm here with you, so you don't have to be afraid of having nightmares."

His Majesty the Emperor was stunned. He only said that he had a nightmare. When did he say that he was afraid?

The marshal had a serious face, but he was determined not to leave like a rascal.

He sat down on the edge of the bed so calmly, touched Gary's hand to test the temperature, and helped him pull the quilt under the complicated eyes of His Majesty the Emperor, leaving only Gary's back, and said bluntly: " You go to sleep."

but

Gary knew that the other party was out of concern, and perhaps had some other non-malicious intentions, which would not make him disgusted.

But how can he sleep with this?Wake up and see the majestic Marshal of the Empire curled up on the floor like a husky?We are all dignified people, so how can we continue to deal with each other as if nothing happened in the future?