atlantis

"General, do you have something on your mind?" After reporting today's arrangement, Cathy stared at Morris who had been frowning slightly, and suddenly smiled.

There was a momentary pause in the fingers, Morris raised his head, his eyes were so calm that there was a chill, looking at Cathy who had assisted him for many years, he did not deliberately conceal the subtle changes in his heart.

"I'm a little upset...but I haven't figured it out yet." There was a thoughtful pause in the cold and unwavering voice.

"Shouldn't it be a matter of work?" Cathy was keenly aware that the general's mood was not high after returning from the weekend, and his freezing point dropped to the lowest point in the past few months.

With his slender fingers crossed, Morris said indifferently, "Why do you ask that?"

Looking at the gesture of crossing fingers, which was a sign of Morris' displeasure, Cathy subtly brought up the topic and said the answer she had prepared: "Because Admiral Grant is coming, and the schedule is Tuesday today."

The handsome face sank slightly, Morris was silent for a moment, Fang said lightly: "When will he arrive?"

"As usual, Admiral Grant doesn't like setting dates."

"I see, Cathy. Pour me a glass of ice water."

"Yes, General." Seeing that the general had suppressed the trace of emotion he had shown just now, and regained his usual calmness and indifference, he turned his gaze back to the data on the light screen. Cathy breathed a sigh of relief with some regret, and didn't ask about the general's troubles. If she said it, maybe she could suggest a thing or two from the side?

'But I was a little reckless, maybe in the last half month, the general's temperament seems to have returned to a year ago...?Unfortunately, or not, what happened to the general in the accident in Atlantis?After returning, the whole person became more and more indifferent and heartless, even to himself, like an iceberg of ten thousand years? '

Cathy quietly left the office, and couldn't help but miss the time she got along with the general in the past. Although she was still indifferent, it was just the unique aloofness of nobles.The general at that time would occasionally mention himself and greet his daughter, Anne.

"Fortunately, there is the matter of Admiral Grant...General, I really don't want anyone to ask about his private affairs, but when Admiral Grant comes, I think he will definitely ask about the general's private affairs?" Thinking of the previous encounters between the two, Cathy stopped the ice in her hand and frowned with a headache.

Morris sat in a very formal military posture, with his back straight, and he stared at Han Jing's report with heavy eyes.The posture is very elegant, but a little stiff, and the eyebrows have been slightly frowned, silently enduring the desire to be suppressed in the body.Bilan's pupils suddenly constricted, and that half-baked trembling sensation rushed down his body like an electric current, which made Morris' heart skip a beat, and his legs couldn't help but merge together.

'hateful! 'The upright figure was trembling slightly, and the smooth forehead oozes with persevering fine sweat.Morris hurriedly opened the drawer, took a few capsules of Sodium without hesitation, and was shocked to find that he knew the person by heart.After only enduring it for four days, he couldn't take it anymore. Even with the drugs to suppress the nerves, his body was as if he was used to taking methamphetamine. Once he stopped smoking, he felt as if he was being bitten by thousands of ants on every part of his skin. The uncontrollable desire to cuddle.

'Is he confronting himself?Why? Although Morris was indifferent, he was not dull. He noticed the abnormality of the other party when he returned to Base No. 9 from Han Jing.That person was no longer gentle and considerate, and his speech and behavior were so polite that people were unfamiliar. Even when he secretly took the initiative, he turned a blind eye to it. The excuse was the report in front of him.

Morris was indescribably upset. Even after being suppressed by the medicine for a period of time, the man's shadow still lingered in his heart like a curse, disturbing his thoughts.

"I have to talk to him..." Morris clasped his hands tightly, waiting for the effect of the medicine to take effect, but there was a trace of uncontrollable anxiety in the bottom of his heart.If I can't get rid of the curse of Atlantis, if I continue to entangle with him, I will only sink deeper and deeper like taking methamphetamine. Now my body can't extricate itself, it is clamoring every minute, longing for his touch, His touch, his kiss...

"Hmm..." Morris gradually lowered his head, his right hand was trembling, and he slowly moved to the edge of the table.Shame and longing collided with his final persistence. He was extremely contradictory, impatient, and refused to give in. However, despite the continuous knocking on the door, he didn't even dare to put his legs together again. The hard object was so high that he almost pushed his pants up break.

He finally put down his right hand and touched the pain that made him tremble all over. His left hand supported his forehead to block the embarrassing face, and he bit his lower lip tightly with his teeth.

"Ah... um..." An extremely depressing broken sound resounded in the silent office.It was already hard in a mess, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't release any unbearable high pressure, which made his thoughts completely slackened, and his body began to tremble visibly.

In a trance, I seem to see that silver-haired golden-eyed shadow again...

"..." With a long sigh, he finally stopped the pain and propped up his tired body. The desire was still not released a little, but the effect of the medicine came up and it was suppressed forcibly.Desire is like a flood, several meters higher, and accumulated far beyond the warning line. I don't know when and where it will roar down, destroying everything! ?

The more Morris thought about it, the more desperate he became. His handsome face turned pale, revealing a rare fragility. Slowly, he covered his face with his hands.

"What's the matter with you these two days? I haven't seen you take the initiative before?" Burgess looked at the pale Han Jing, and made an exception, not wanting to continue to oppress him.

Han Jing took a sip of the strong bitter coffee, and said with a calm smile, "I'll help you feel Atlantis, be more active, why don't you get up, mother-in-law?"

"I'm worried that your body won't be able to take it. Did you get stimulated by something? So forgetful?"

"No..." Han Jing smiled slightly, put down his coffee, and prepared to walk into the orange energy halo.There is indeed what he is looking for, that piece of blue light like the sea, made up of the refraction and changes of each blue light's energy lines.Every personal experience can bring him unspeakable mathematical inspiration, mysterious. After nearly four months of exploration, he has found an invisible force that pulls him in the dark, as if it can open the legend The Stargate in the movie, the stargate to the future.

'Although I felt it before, I didn't dare to go ahead because of the strong side effects.But it's all different now, Maurice, Atlantis...'

"Perhaps, constantly sensing the technology of Atlantis is the only way to get close to Atlantis..."

Han Jing thought quietly, and despite Burgess' persuasion, he was about to walk into the orange energy ring again. Suddenly, the blue light of the communicator on his left wrist flickered.

'It turned out to be him! ? Han Jing froze for a moment, staring straight at the message in the blue light, his fingers trembling slightly.His heart hung high in disappointment, and after a while, he connected to the communicator.

A familiar indifferent voice came from the other end, without any emotional fluctuations: "It's me, Morris."

Han Jing quickly adjusted his mood, and responded lightly: "Hello, General."

The other party didn't pause for a second because of Han Jing's cold honorific, and ordered in an orderly tone: "Come to my office. Regarding your report, there are a few questions that need your explanation."

"Yes, General." Han Jing replied calmly, feeling a pain in his heart, and heard the sound of hanging up without hesitation.

"What's wrong?" Burgess asked curiously.

Han Jing was silent for a moment, and his tone of pretending to be innocent still showed a touch of anger: "It's nothing...I have something to do, I need to go first."

'Is he just a Sodium pill in his mind?Come and go when called, just because he is a four-star general?Your own top boss? '

'Just like the order just now, he only has a superior-subordinate relationship with himself, maybe he has never really treated himself as an equal? '

Han Jing was ordered to go to the Erra area, recalling Morris's toughness and indifference, he didn't know what it was like in his heart at first, but now he was even more angry and unable to rationalize.

"May I ask who you are?" Cathy stood up gracefully, looked at this strange oriental man, and secretly flipped through today's meeting arrangements.

"I'm Han Jing from the math group, and I'm here on the orders of Admiral Morris." Han Jing also looked at her. She belonged to the beauty of a western woman, and she was a beautiful woman with red wine and aloes.

'Is she Cathy? Looking at the nameplate on Su's chest, Han Jing raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but recall a phone call between General Sherman and Morris: "Ask your Cathy to prepare an Escargots for me." The more careless words, at this time , the more Han Jing felt the taste.

Cathy stopped the search in her hand, looked up at Han Jing, a trace of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes.She also just learned that Admiral Morris personally contacted this seemingly ordinary newcomer colleague who can live with the general in ROEDLAS.

'He is not a frontline worker, how could the general summon him in person? Hiding her inner curiosity, Cathy gave Han Jing a professional smile, and after she asked Morris for instructions through the communicator, she led Han Jing into Morris' office.

Morris sat upright at his desk, his long blond hair didn't soften the indifference on his face, and he folded his fingers in front of him.He stared at Han Jing coldly with downcast eyes, and this haughty attitude made Han Jing unhappy again.

"Sit down." After Cathy closed the door, Morris opened his mouth coldly, and adjusted the magnetic venetian blinds, and the whole office became very private and closed.

'What did he want to ask? Han Jing straightened his back, sat up, and looked at Morris who was imposing invisible pressure on him.

There was no private topic that Han Jing imagined. Morris looked serious and kept asking questions around his report. Every question was sharp and even professional, not like an expert with military background at all.Slowly, Morris started to question the spatial dimension that even Han Jing himself was only in the exploration stage, which made Han Jing feel pressured.

"Morris really has a clear distinction between public and private... I took the initiative to stand coldly, and I couldn't face him calmly and calmly. He can be so indifferent and calm. Apart from being objective and serious, there is no personal emotion at all in his speech and demeanor. '

'How is it possible?If there is love, how can there be no fluctuations in feelings?Or, is he simply ruthless to himself? '

Han Jing's mood fluctuated, and his answer paused for a while.

Morris kept crossing his fingers. Although his voice was always cold and indifferent, his fingertips rubbed slightly, revealing that his heart was not as calm as it looked.

"You deduced twelve dimensional spaces in your report, but you should know that even the stargate of Atlantis only has the legendary nine-dimensional space. Isn't your deduction crazy? There is no feasible Theoretical basis? Han Jing?" Morris frowned slightly, as if displeased with Han Jing's trance, his cold voice raised a pitch.

Han Jing stabilized his mind, because his theory lacked strong verification, his answer lacked confidence: "Yes... This is a new theory calculated by myself, but it can be pushed from the perspective of AK for Stargate. I believe that this will be a key to open the stargate. The technology of Atlantis is completely different from the technology that humans recognize."

"Vebrun and the others firmly believe that high latitudes mean the tearing of several spaces, and each of the torn spaces exists independently and affects each other, but bound by Procyon's theory, they believe that each higher dimensional space means More advanced, the civilization of four-dimensional time and space will be much higher than the civilization of three-dimensional time and space, but I cannot agree with this."

"I don't think high latitudes mean more advanced. At least before the seven-dimensional space, if there are creatures in each dimension, they just can't contact with humans. It doesn't mean that they will be much more advanced than human civilization. But Breaking through the seven-dimensional space, that is the high-latitude life that Veblen and the others think. Those civilizations may be able to evolve to the extreme of life, assuming a twelve-dimensional space. If life exists in the twelve-dimensional space, then those lives have the ability to travel through at any time, instantly Move, destroy any power in the three-dimensional world.”

"Why is the seven-dimensional space a dividing ridge? There is no detailed argument in your report." Morris interrupted coldly, unable to see whether his reaction was approval, or whether it was considered crazy and ridiculous by Veblen and other experts. .

"At present... I can't fully prove it..." Han Jing smiled bitterly, facing Morris, he didn't want to hide his secret: "Maybe you won't believe it, but I got it from the induction of Atlantis Inspiration, I believe my theory, will be the clue to open the stargate."

"Your report lacks theoretical basis, and Veblen and the others all deny your theory..."

' Sure enough? Listening to the indifferent voice, Han Jing's heart sank suddenly, waiting for Morris' conclusion...but Morris did not continue, but stood up gracefully, walked slowly to the falling magnetite, and quietly Staring quietly at the deep blue sea.

"You... have something on your mind?" Morris finally turned his head and stared straight at Han Jing. Although his gaze was as sharp as a sword, there was a trace of chaos hidden behind the sharpness.He curled up his fingers secretly, his brows furrowed slightly unconsciously, his voice was icy cold that he was accustomed to conceal.

Han Jing was stunned, looked at the oppressive eyes, and stood up suddenly.

"Are you questioning as a superior? Admiral Morris?"

"No..." Morris was silent for a while, concealing his inner anxiety, and his expression was like the snow in the cold winter: "I'm asking you in a private capacity. Are you avoiding me? Han Jing?"

'What equality?Isn't it the order attitude of the superior and the subordinate? Another cluster of anger burst out of his heart, and in an instant, Han Jing hated that condescending and indifferent face, and strongly wanted to tear off the indifference. What is behind the iceberg! ?

"Then can I call you by your first name here, Maurice?"

Han Jing suddenly smiled. His gentle watery eyes and clear black eyes made Morris tremble inexplicably, and he didn't even notice the difference hidden under his smile.

He was getting closer and closer... Morris still stared at each other coldly and answered coldly, but his body became hot on the contrary.

"Yes." The cold voice did not fluctuate at all, preventing anyone from prying into the emotional fluctuations hidden thousands of feet away.

"What do you think of me? Maurice?" Unable to say it, he directly questioned himself that it was a Sodium pill to relieve lust! ?this humiliation...

Staring fixedly at the handsome face as if painted with fine brushwork, so familiar, I have kissed it every night...

Han Jing slowly frowned...

Suddenly he clasped Morris' shoulder tightly, feeling the person in front of him was obviously shocked, but the skin under his fingers was hot.Han Jing couldn't help trembling at the tip of his heart. He didn't know if it was because he couldn't help it or revenge. He just sealed and kissed the other party hard. No matter how much Morris insisted, his arms wrapped around his back tightly like holding a treasure.

At the moment of being kissed by Han Jingqiang, Morris's mind was in a daze. When he came back from a trance, Han Jing's hand had already hugged him tightly, and the two bodies were rubbed so tightly that there was no gap.The frightening feeling came out suddenly, making Morris so flustered that he couldn't use his strength. He intuited that the other party's body was entangled with him like a vine, and he couldn't restrain the agitation in his heart.

"I love you, Maurice. But, do you love me?" Han Jing finally let go of Maurice who was burning all over his body, looked at those blue eyes full of embarrassment, and raised the corners of his lips, with A trace of cold self-mockery.

Morris endured the humiliation of entanglement in his heart. Facing Han Jing's questioning again, he finally said coldly the answer he had been thinking about for the past few days: "Do you like me? Is it because of the illusion of Atlantis? Or Because of me in reality?"