Let the whole universe drop SAN together

"Certain winged creatures are ferocious and calm, and they are born to fight the wind. There are indeed people who are born to love storms.

——Victor Hugo, "Ninety-Three""

The bionic man typed this line on the screen, next to a book by a French novelist.It looked at this line of words, pondered for a while, and pressed the delete key to clear them.The eagle was seriously injured in the fight with the jackal. Fortunately, it got a safe place by chance. After a short period of recuperation, it still had to return to the sky.

After a while, Hugo shook his head.It has read many famous books that were dusted in the war, and read countless articles written by famous writers, and it itself is more sophisticated than the algorithms of those foolish robot programs crudely produced by humans, so it can draw on the strengths of others and write a A thick pile of non-repetitive text, to describe certain stories it has seen with its own eyes - which must be mixed with artistic processing extracted from the Internet to cater to the market and that Hugo himself likes very much.

But in any case, it is still a stupid 'tailor' stumbling on the road of innovation, and will never be able to write a masterpiece that will last forever.

From this perspective... the human species still has merit.

The android looked thoughtfully at the TV hanging on the wall.

On the screen, Antonio's expression was filled with sincere remorse, and he was reading a speech that lasted for an hour and a half, with only one central idea: "The accusation placed on Mr. Igor Sullivan is pure nonsense, and his Merit and noble character cannot be slandered. Those who should have wielded the sword of justice were deceived and made irreparable mistakes in this matter, and the culprit in this matter will be held accountable in the future. '

No matter how excited the reporters who heard the sudden press conference were, how shocked and disbelieving those who had divided up the profits were.

All in all, no bystander can deny Antonio's sincerity in apologizing to Igor at this moment, even though the matter was not his concern, but everyone knows that these words actually represent the Madam Consul who has not yet appeared.Only those who are familiar with Antonio can see the joy of this Alpha at this moment from the brows and eyes he tried his best to restrain - Sabrina opened her eyes 24 hours ago, and the wound on her body has begun to heal slowly.

This huge country has escaped from a vortex of terrible civil strife, and Mr. Minister has not lost his lover. Hugo fully understands his uncontrollable feelings at this moment.

But the bionic man still curled his lips in disgust, feeling that the army he placed behind the natural satellite would never be useful again.

But maybe, the "alliance" between Arthur and Azathoth, the ruler of the Zerg race, was so unbreakable at the beginning, isn't it also a prisoner of the evil god now?

As long as the intelligent creatures in this universe are not extinct, the dispute will never disappear.

Hugo showed a slightly ferocious smile that didn't match his cute appearance.

It felt that Azathoth also liked such vigorous and greedy creatures, otherwise why would he keep them until today?

Our lives are either born in blood, or must end in blood.

But before that, it skillfully switched the webpage, opened the forum and started a [-]-round battle with a group of strange netizens.

This group of stupid humans actually started to make up the cp text of Igor x Antonio!I don't know from which crack they saw love!

"Don't you know that every time you produce cult food, two couples in real life are disgusted and weep bitterly because of it?"

"Don't be angry, Mrs. Android." Its readers comforted it, "We all know that you are the evil god x favored person, the consul x her courtiers... But we can't stop others from liking other CPs."

Shit!The bionic man is outraged - the cp I stand on is clearly true!

**

"Wow," said Ulysses Warren dryly.

Williams is peeling an apple.After peeling the apples, it was still not satisfied, and carved them into roses with its dexterous hands, filling the dinner plate to the brim.But human emotions are not directed at this finely crafted work of art.

"Fortunately, I am not the attending physician of Madam Consul." Yuri said, "They informed the Holy See the day before that they could prepare for Sabrina Guevilla's funeral, but today she woke up and recovered."

"It's really unfortunate." Williams nodded. "But the big shots should know what's going on. At most, these doctors have been questioned by the people for a period of time. After the incident, there will be no more influence."

Yuri was silent.

Emotionally, he watched many of his colleagues who fell into trouble in the past fall into an awkward situation, and he even gloated a little inevitably.

But how better am I than them?

"After the restoration of Marshal Sullivan's reputation," he said hesitantly, "I may not be suitable to stay here..."

At that time, even if there are strict confidentiality measures, it will be difficult to cover everything.Reporters are still good, killers and robbers with malicious intentions, men and women who want to run into the former marshal on the street to start a romantic life, invitations and visits from high-ranking officials... People will swarm like sharks smelling blood , Just like throwing stones at the tiger when it is in Pingyang, everyone has rich experience and interest in ingratiating and compensating after the fact.

"Don't you know?" Williams turned to look at him in surprise, "Igor wants you to be the family doctor here."

"What?" Yuri was stunned for a moment, and then became nervous, "But I haven't studied and practiced systematically for a long... several years."

"That's not a problem." Williams said lightly, "Your ability keeps your body in peak condition, so you don't have to worry about aging and deactivation. And I noticed that you have been reviewing your body while working out. The ever-changing medical knowledge, is this your hobby?"

It turns out that the fighting class is fitness in the eyes of the teacher?

Human eyes drifted: "Yes."

"Then come on." Williams said with relief, "Your talent in medicine is much better than that of guns."

**

"Wow," said Azathoth.

His tone was exactly the same as the young girl who saw him and Igor holding hands and kissing in that memory fragment.

Igor already wanted to run away... He kept backing away until there was no way out, and he was about to raise his hand to surrender to the evil god, the tips of his ears turned bright red: "You clearly know that you are What happened to that 'world'."

"But I want to hear you tell me yourself." Azathoth said aggrieved and sadly, "You always answer the questions raised by another 'me', why are you so resistant when facing me?"

With his head down, he approached cautiously, like a lion approaching his prey, and was satisfied that the human attitude had softened.

I knew that Igor would never reject me.

The god who uses a human shell, is extremely used to it, and even feels very comfortable thinks happily.

Igor reached out his hand in resignation, rubbing the fluffy black head in his arms into a mess.

"Where do you want to start?" After messing up Azathoth's hair, the human felt guilty instead, and began to gently smooth them into place with his bony hand.

"From the beginning." Azathoth raised his head, put his chin on the shoulder of the favored one and said with narrowed eyes, "Did you feel surprised and interesting when you saw me who lost my memory?"

He is very aware of his sometimes... relatively 'blind and stupid' state.Regardless of whether the result was caused by internal or external factors, Azathoth used to be quite resistant to showing this side in front of people, but now he feels that occasionally seeing Igor show that kind of laughing and affectionate, simply put, is being ' Meng' to the expression is also good.

"There must be some surprises." The human didn't retort, "But at that time, I'm afraid I wasn't in the mood to watch your jokes."

"The way you look at me is very strange, even though you know that I am your believer and favored person, but without memory...you have nothing." He turned his head and kissed the temple of the god, "At that time, I thought, maybe There is a possibility that we never met."

Azathoth let go of his hand and looked at him calmly.

"I'm a little sad." Igor said so, but couldn't help showing a smile: He didn't say yes, and after that he found that even if he had no memory, it was not particularly difficult to start from scratch.

But this makes Igor sometimes feel that he is a despicable villain who takes advantage of the "God".

Azathoth in that state, maybe just any human being with a little bit of conscience and bottom line can draw the evil god to his side...

As if knowing what he was thinking, Azathoth's tentacles grabbed the human's ankle.

"Throw away your thoughts." He demanded unceremoniously, "I admit that there were many accidents when we first met, but after that, there is absolutely no coincidence. If I lose my memory again, once again Knowing you and falling in love with you, never because an intelligent being just happened to show up at the right time, but because you are you—get it?"

"I understand." The human lowered his head and said respectfully, "I will remember."

The evil god rolled his eyes where he couldn't see.

"You belong to all human beings now, Mr. Marshal." He did not let go of the tentacles on the other's ankles, but let them freely...climb wherever he wanted, "But I still only have you."

"You want more...?"

"No. But to be fair, you can do whatever you want." A bird soaring above the sky can never and should never be caged, "but the rest of the time is all yours. me."

"—as you wish."

**

On the other side, Wendy Sullivan finally didn't hide it, but like all girls of the same age, she wore a new skirt (a knife was tied under the skirt) and combed her hair neatly (Igor: "Do you want a new hairstyle?" Wendy: "No, I like the hairpin you gave me." She pinned the red hairpin that has been outdated for many years on the gray hair), her golden eyes are full of tension Uneasy, but at least with her head held high, she walked into Erica's school gate.