desire reconciliation

Lancelot: "What does the experiment require me to do?"

"It's enough to cooperate with the experiment." The old emperor stood with his hands behind his back, and smiled when he heard this, as if he was not surprised at all.

"Okay." Lancelot looked down at the man in the glass cover.

The old emperor: "I really didn't expect you to be an infatuated species."

"What do you mean?" Lancelot looked back at him.

The old emperor still had that calm smile on his face: "I already know about the two of you."

Seeing that Lancelot didn't speak, the old emperor continued: "But you can also act, and you really tricked me in the trial court."

Lancelot saw that he didn't speak. No matter what the old emperor said, he was his father. He saw his thoughts at once: "How do you want to know?"

Ever since he was a child, Lancelot had almost never kept anything from his father, but this time he was the only one who lied.

The old emperor smiled: "It doesn't matter how I know. But aren't you ready to act? Find a mirror and take a look, and everything you think is written on your face."

Indeed, Lancelot was not going to act.

It wasn't until that moment that he seemed to realize that his father had never planned for him to inherit the throne as an Omega from the very beginning. No matter whether he was brought into the military or not, no matter how hard he worked a thousand times more than others, the result would not be the same. Change.

Lancelot: "I guess I should be a necessary step for your experiment to be completed."

The old emperor was taken aback: "I haven't seen you for three years, you have really changed a lot." He smiled naturally, like a father who suddenly realized that his child had grown up one day, not the emperor who was aloof.With a kind smile, Lancelot was in a trance for a moment. The middle-aged man in front of him had fine lines at the corners of his eyes, and his eyes had dimmed a lot. He was really old.

The old emperor did not answer his question directly: "My request is very simple, you participate in the experiment of spiritual power materialization, and after you succeed, I will help you remove all obstacles to help you ascend the throne smoothly, the throne is what you have always wanted, right? "

Lancelot is a descendant of the royal family, the prince of the empire, and has had many things that others have not since he was born.

He would often think of what his mother asked him, what exactly do he want?

A complete person needs an abundance of spirit and soul. It is not a psychological appeal that can be satisfied when material is abundant, but an emotional sustenance and a spiritual cuddle.

Will smile lightly, the satisfaction revealed from the bottom of the eyes, that is the heavy soul after the precipitation of time.

This is not a hypocritical rich man's disease, but the courage and faith that an elder wants to give to his children.

When he was a child, Lancelot only thought that his father was a very powerful person. His father knew everything, and he wanted to be like his father.As he grew older, at some point, his father became a "lunatic" who was crazy about experiments, even if it was an experiment that the world seemed to never be able to complete.

But Lancelot knew that his father had not changed, he was still the original father, and even Lancelot would envy him from time to time, because the attachment in the eyes of the old emperor was really firm, and this attachment was a bottomless desire Obedience, he wanted it, so he acted. Execution is one aspect, and on the other hand, to a certain extent, the old emperor is actually a very pure person, a person who is pure in desire.

Lancelot: "I have one more condition."

The old emperor nodded slightly: "Are you quite greedy? Let's talk about the conditions first."

Lancelot: "I want all the available research institute resources of the empire to find the reason for Uriah's madness and cure him."

Lancelot knew that even though his father played word games with politicians and was full of calculations, the old emperor never broke his promises since he was a child. He even remembered that when he was eight years old, the old emperor wanted to rush back His birthday party almost had an accident when he came back from a remote planet.

So he wanted to take a gamble that his father's promise to his children still had weight.

The old emperor: "I can promise you the first half of your request, but I can't guarantee the second half."

"why?"

"The people in the Royal Research Institute are all elites gathered from the entire empire. It took these people three days to find the reason for Uriah's madness. Even if I use all the power of the entire star, I can't guarantee you that it will be cured. he."

"Enough." Lancelot said.

As soon as the voice fell, a notification sound came out from the console next to it.

Lancelot walked to the operating table, which showed that it was time for feeding, and a pop-up box popped up on the screen to prompt whether to add nutrients.

Those words were all used on the Zerg. Now this cage of giant interstellar creatures has imprisoned the former Marshal of the Empire, which is really absurd.

The feeding device seems to have been modified, and it used to directly deliver energy

The window of the stone turned into a platform that can be retracted inside and outside. Next to the platform is a box of light yellow nutrients, which should need to be filled manually.

Lancelot stepped forward to take two nutritional supplements and put them on the platform. He paused in mid-air before pressing the confirm button, and suddenly remembered something.

He reached out from his pocket and took out a few milk candies that he deliberately packed this morning, placed them on the small platform, and then pressed the delivery confirmation button.

Those candies should have been placed in the palm of that person with his own hands after tonight's celebration, but now they can only be placed on the physical delivery platform.

Originally, everything should be back on track. Originally, Lancelot should have told Uriah his identity...

Now the two are only separated by a layer of glass, but it seems to be separated by tens of thousands of light-years. Uriah can't recognize him, and he doesn't even have reason. It's like an information transfer station that can't work in no man's land. Edited, unable to decipher.

The small platform containing nutrients and milk sugar turned into a glass cover.The person in the glass cover also heard the noise from the side, and glanced in that direction. He stepped forward to pick up two nutritional supplements, raised his head and drank them all, and then turned his gaze to the milk sugar wrapped in a white bag.

When Uriah made this move, Lancelot's heart hung up, he was looking forward to it.

Would he recognize something like that...

Maybe a miracle will happen to me like this...

Will you recognize it...

But then Uriah turned his head with some doubts.Lancelot's heart sank again.

After Uriah glanced at the milk candy, he looked away as if he didn't see anything else.

Lancelot's eyes flashed a little lonely.

Stop looking at the man in the glass enclosure.

He turned to the old emperor and asked, "Do you know that those energy stones used in experiments are necessary for the reproduction of Zerg?"

Lancelot smiled, and asked himself and answered: "You don't need to ask this question, you must have known it a long time ago, and it is your style not to give up the experiment after knowing it."

The old emperor also smiled and did not speak.

Lancelot turned his head and squinted at him, swallowed his retort as soon as it reached his lips, and sighed softly: "Are you really so obsessed with immortality? If the wormhole changes on a large scale again, it may even exceed five years. On the scale of years ago, the extinction of all mankind is possible. If your eternal life is exchanged for the destruction of all mankind, it is not

Is it an unsolvable paradox? "

The old emperor: "Didn't you also say 'if'? If you don't try, how will you know? Remember when you asked me what I wanted when I was a child? Everyone's pursuit is different. If this is what I want, can you Accept this answer?"

Lancelot was silent and did not answer.

The old emperor: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, you just need to cooperate with the experiment according to the plan." He paused, "One day, if you have something that you would not hesitate to complete even if the whole world is buried with it, you just need to cooperate with the experiment according to the plan." Things, you may understand me, after all, people in our family seem to be obsessed with certain things in their bones."

The experiment of mental power materialization is not only the work of the researchers, but also requires the participants to prepare a few days in advance.

Lancelot has been staying at the reception of the Royal Laboratory for the past few days. All communication equipment on his body was taken away when he entered the laboratory, and a large number of physical examinations are performed here every day.

White clothes and trousers, like a simplified version of hospital gowns.

It is also necessary to take the potions that are taken together with the nutritional supplements. On the first day, he was still interested in studying those colorful potions. On the second day, he didn’t know if it was the effect of the potions. He seemed not interested in anything. Sitting on the bed staring at the ceiling.

The same goes for the third day.

After taking countless nutritional supplements and potions that even Lancelot could count, he felt that if he didn't start experimenting again, he would become as colorful as the potions.

During this period, he wanted to ask the researchers who came and went to inquire about Uriah, but the girl with short shoulder-length hair who was in charge of his daily life told him that he should not have too strong emotional fluctuations before the experiment, otherwise it would affect the experiment. make an impact.

Lancelot sat on the bed and looked out the window, feeling that there was nothing he could do. It would be better if Uriah was cured. If not, he could only wait for him to finish the experiment before going out to find a solution .

On the fourth day at the reception, an acquaintance of Lancelot made an exception.

Idri frowned when he saw Lancelot: "Did you eat well? Your face is so ugly."

Seeing his brother whom he hadn't seen for a long time, Lancelot felt a little pleasantly surprised, but perhaps because of the effect of the medicine, his mood quickly sank again, like a pool of stagnant water.

"Brother, why are you here?"

Idri picked up one of the many bottles and cans on the table and shook it disgustingly.

Shake: "Let's see what garbage you are eating every day."

Lancelot smiled: "Nutritionals and a bunch of medicines are quite normal."

Idri is 1.9 meters tall and is dressed in a dark blue aura. It is a bit awkward to be in Lancelot's not too big room now.

He sat beside Lancelot's bed: "Just for an Alpha, torture yourself like this."

Lancelot clasped his fingers in the hand outside the quilt, and looked at it blankly: "I'm fine."

Idri looked a little dignified: "Do you know how high the death rate of the experimental sample is?"

Lancelot replied lightly: "I know."

"The sample mortality rate is higher than 80%. If you agree to Wells to participate in the experiment, you will die!"

Lancelot looked up at him: "You are really angry."

"if not?"

Lancelot: "I've never seen you name my father."

Idri: "Sorry, but Uncle Wells is really too much, how could he let his own son participate in that cruel experiment."

Lancelot: "He doesn't have many days left, and my participation in the experiment can be regarded as my filial piety to him."

Idri: "Filial piety will cost you your life?"

Lancelot: "Isn't there still a 20% chance of not dying?" In the past, Lancelot, who was more rational than anyone else, would never bet on his life for five points one of the probability.

Idri: "If I had known today, I shouldn't have let you join the Ministry three years ago."

Lancelot: "There's never been a reason to 'know it'."

Idri: "And what if Uriah dies?"

Lancelot's eyes darkened after not seeing waves for a long time.

Idri: "What if Uriah keeps going crazy, what if he never knows what you've done?"

"The choices I make are not for anyone to know."

"Is it for the throne?"

Lancelot looked up at him: "Brother, what exactly do you want to ask?"

Idri: "You have to participate in the experiment no matter what?"

"Yes." Lancelot didn't hesitate.

Idri smiled wryly: "You really have a hard heart. If I begged you not to participate, would you hesitate a little?" Idri said, raising his hand to cover Lancelot's cheek.

Lancelot reached out and grabbed Idri's wrist, interrupting his movement: "

Brother, the medicine I am taking now is to suppress emotional fluctuations, it is even more useless for you to play emotional cards with me now. "

Idri withdrew his hand angrily: "Yeah, it's useless to play emotional cards with you without these medicines. I should have known."

Idri stood up: "I really envy Uriah, even though he is crazy, he can still be loved by everyone."

Lancelot: "Brother, don't you like Uriah?"

Idri found it ridiculous: "Do you think any brother would like a brat who stole his cabbage?"

Lancelot thought it made sense, but he still said: "Brother, if you have the opportunity, you can learn more about him. Uriah is really a very nice person."