It hurts to touch me [Interstellar]

【Dear Mr. Adjutant, the unreasonable request was made that day because I did not think carefully.After self-examination, I take back what I said before. I do not require any form of compensation from you, and I promise not to sue you for any reason.I'll be leaving Port of Fragmentation later, and I hope we don't meet again. 】

The message was sent in the tone of the original owner, and 3 minutes later, the adjutant himself stood in front of Li Ou.

"Let's go." The adjutant suppressed his anger.

"Where?"

"It's not long before the appointment time for your differentiation treatment."

He came back so quickly that Li Ou couldn't help thinking.

Although my own words have become truly disreputable, but the efficiency is as usual.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking," the adjutant said with a stern face, "Your patience is limited, accept the 'compensation' honestly, and don't play other tricks."

It was determined that Li Ou had backtracked on the originally negotiated conditions. Besides his ethnicity, there was an extra soldier behind the adjutant. Li Ou knew that the other party did not come to "inform" this time.

Li Ou was in the center of the triangle formed by the three, and the prisoners usually walked towards the apron.

In fact, there is no need to put on such a big battle. His current body is hot enough to take a few quick steps. If the adjutant wants to take him away, he can't even use up the fingers of one hand.

The doctors and nurses who passed by occasionally began to look at the adjutant and the others with disapproving eyes, warning them not to be too rude to Li Ou.

The adjutant had no choice but to slow down his walking speed, and when Li Ou finally stepped on the steps of the aircraft, he even patiently tried to help him.

Li Ou pretended not to see it, and the adjutant snorted, as if saying that he didn't know how to compliment.

A group of people entered the aircraft, and Li Ou took a few steps inside, and a pair of military boots appeared in sight without warning.

Li Ou stopped suddenly.

Looking up inch by inch along the overly familiar uniform, he felt a tightness in his throat for a moment.

Fortunately, before seeing the chest, Li Ou had already heaved a sigh of relief—not anyone he knew, thinking, he quickly raised his gaze, and happened to meet a pair of playful eyes.

He was a middle-aged military officer.

"Even if it's an unreasonable request, what's wrong with giving it a try?" The other party said, "We meet again, are you surprised?"

It was only then that Li Ou realized that there was something wrong with the contact information given by the adjutant, and his message should have been sent to the person in front of him.

Sure enough, there is a brief impression of the other party in the memory, and this person is the "sir" who was blackmailed by the original owner.

Looking at this military uniform, it turns out that it is not the local autonomous army, but a member of the Star Alliance, the port guard?

"Sir, are you going directly to the nest?" the adjutant said.

The middle-aged officer let out a "huh", leaned against the back of the wide chair, and picked up a glass of cloudy liquid.

Li Ou found that there was a lot of drunkenness in those eyes.

Without waiting for the other party to speak again, Li Ou quickly found a corner and sat down, and the middle-aged officer laughed indifferently behind him.

During this period, a vague gaze fell on him all the time. The ethnicity who was the adjutant was sitting not far away, looking at him with pity.

Li Ou looked away.

When the aircraft took off and slid into the orbit silently, Li Ou felt dizzy for a moment, and everything returned to normal the next moment, and the milky white buildings in Fever Port were far behind.

Long Bay, the port settlement that I hadn't been able to visit before, suddenly unfolded in front of Li Ou.

The color saturation of the residential area is extremely high, the sky is white, and the huge cumulus clouds are like fortresses in the sky. The floating points of the aircraft orbit are like glowing dust, shining in the clouds.

The countless buildings on the ground are generally pure white, decorated with bright signs like Christmas lights, and all areas are outlined with strong greenery.

Being close to nature is one of human habits, and it has been carried forward in the Long Bay area, not to mention that this place claims to be the most peaceful and ideal place to live in the Star Alliance, and creating green vegetation has become their hobby.

Therefore, inside and outside the residential area in front of you, there are large forests, and there is also a calm and waveless ocean as a water storage landscape.

There is only a little bit of unpleasantness, a thin black line on the sky, like the edge of the lid of a cauldron, undisguisedly cutting the flawless day, telling everyone that the universe is outside the gap.

That line is the real port of Long Bay, and further out is the construction area, where the speed of time needs to be converted.Although this aircraft looks a lot trendy right now, but looking at the configuration, I'm afraid it can't travel directly.

Thinking of the speech Changwan once gave, Li Ou was rather annoyed, and thought to himself: Just show me this if you are pushy?

Suddenly, a building that can be called a copper wall and iron wall appeared outside the window, and soon expanded from a point to one that needed to be looked up.

A light blue pie hanging in the air.

The surface is covered with densely packed exits and entrances, and the outer layer has four protective rings with different diameters that surround each other.

After scheduling, all incoming and outgoing aircraft must pass through the angle formed by the protective ring.

A pale gold marker covers one end of the building, as if the flatbread had runny cheese on it.

The cheese has a prominent dark gold number: "93".

It means that the building in Long Bay is the No. 93 Evolutionary Medical Center of the Star Alliance—commonly known as a warm "nest", and it is also the place where evolutionists work.

Thirty years have passed, and this kind of ghost place has not changed a bit.

Until he left the flying pad and walked into the nest, Li Ou exerted a lot of patience, so that he didn't show boredom when he saw the hall with the same decoration.

While waiting for the pass inspection, an adult woman led an underage girl and passed them by.

The girl didn't seem to notice anyone or anything around her at all, her hazy expression was full of attachment and reluctance.

Looking around, the hall is full of such absent-minded teenagers and girls, as if their full attention has been taken away somewhere in this building.

Li Ou rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

Anyone who has been here knows that as long as people who have received treatment in Qichao, especially minors, have left unforgettable memories.

Except him.

Every time he came in, something terribly bad happened, so he hated the place.Never expected that he came in as a minor!

When he first transmigrated in the previous life, that body had already survived the differentiation period, so he did not experience the so-called differentiation at all, and became a "leader" directly.

Now Leo is probably facing a certain danger that only a few people can understand—lifelong dependence and trust on the evolutionist who guides the differentiation.

"Aren't you supposed to be happy?"

Li Ou's long silence finally aroused the drunken dissatisfaction of the middle-aged officer.

Wal Jin said coolly: "Or do you really not need these three treatments? It seems that your so-called 'self-examination' has made you realize the reality... Your differentiation failure is doomed."

Wall sized up Li Ou condescendingly, evaluating the young man in front of him in his heart.

feeble--

At stagnation of differentiation, that thin body looked weaker than other minors. Against the background of dark protective clothing, the face with downcast eyes was too white and indifferent.

This sick man seemed to be able to fall down with a serious word, but facing such a face, his voice really became softer and softer.

The boy's hair was darker than the protective clothing on his body, and the broken hair fell on the ears and forehead, almost covering the same pair of silent eyes.

The straight bridge of the nose casts just the right shadow, adding a bit of vividness to the bloodless face.

However, the child's lips are very colorful, a bright red that deepens suddenly, exuding soft heat, this heat is too directly transmitted through the picture seen by the eyes.

The arm that seems to be easily broken, the slender and well-proportioned bones...

He understood better why he agreed to the other party's bold request.

After the boy in front of me fails to differentiate, give him a good place to go.

Wall said with an unfinished smile, "Come with me."

Similar to the semi-open consultation room in Differentiation Port, the consultation room in Qichao is also separated from each other by transparent and solid materials, and because both the evolutionist and the patient need a quiet environment for guidance, these rooms are completely soundproof .

Therefore, the sporadic family members in the corridor can clearly see the scene in the treatment room, but they cannot hear the conversation between the evolutionist and the patient at all.

This kind of consultation room is unified by the entire Star Alliance, and Li Ou was once forced to guide a minor. In Li Ou's various experiences, it was also a disaster that ranked first, and the process was unexpectedly surrounded by onlookers.

In the end, because of the side effects brought about by his abilities, everyone thought that he abused even minors, and his reputation, which was originally not that good, plummeted.There were also very strange rumors that followed, and even caused him to be arrested and sent to the Central Prison of the Star Alliance to "calm down" for ten days.

……

In the middle of this corridor is the pre-booked consultation room. The adjutant glanced at the communicator, his face suddenly became ugly, and he whispered something to his chief.

Wall paused for a moment, then suddenly giggled, and slowly said: "If it's true, wouldn't that be a great thing?" He seemed to think seriously for a few seconds, and said to the nervous adjutant: "It's probably these country bumpkins talking nonsense again. Ba Dao, you go and deal with it, I want to rest here."

The adjutant seemed to know his answer, and hurriedly strode away.

Li Ou noticed that from the moment the adjutant turned around, the adjutant's ethnic group was hesitant to speak, and seemed unable to control his steps, until Wall gave an order as a joke: "You stay here." The adjutant's ethnic group was instantly quiet Come down, but as the adjutant disappears at the end of the corridor, the ethnic group quickly becomes despondent.

Li Ou was unmoved, and his eyes fell on the consulting room in front of him.

They had arrived more than two hours earlier, and there was an adult in the treatment room who was being treated, and he should have just entered, sitting with his back to them, facing a man wearing a blue-level evolutionist badge.

The evolutionist kept frowning.

The patient has short, slightly messy light brown hair and a pale nape. His back is relaxed, which seems to be due to his thinness. His broad shoulders do not look aggressive like other adult men, and because the evolutionist stood in front of him, The patient listened with his head tilted slightly, his hands clasped on his knees, with the concentration of a child.

The evolutionist's lips moved quickly, and his expression became more and more eager as he spoke.

In the waiting area outside, a drunken Wall took the lead, and several people sat down one after another, and Li Ou let his body sink into the big soft sofa.

Only Wall's subordinate kept staring at him. Seeing that he was so honest, his eyes finally softened.

Officer Wall himself, after looking at the consulting room for a while, yawned big, as if he fell asleep soundly in order to practice what "rest" is.

Li Ou opened his personal terminal in a corner where no one was paying attention.

Enter a few nouns, a few names, the light reflected on the surface of Li Ou's iris keeps sliding, and he quickly browses the missing information over the years on the star network.

After watching it for 10 minutes, his speed of flipping the webpage became slower and slower, and finally became a turtle crawling, and sometimes he even read a sentence ten times over and over again.

He rubbed his eyelids, between his eyebrows, and pressed his forehead, while suspecting that he was actually illiterate.

Li Ou silently recited what he saw word by word in his heart:

【Lord Milo suffered great injuries during the war. Compared with the visible physical trauma, it was more from the terrible psychological abuse that his former group leader inflicted on Milo...】

Li Ou: "???"

【Milo has already made the calculation, so you don't even look at it... Sigh, who made them belong to that person's race? ……sorry!I shouldn't have thought of him!so afraid! !What should I do if I can't sleep? ? 】

【Distressed, I didn't even know that those adults had such a history and were hurt like this!It's scary to think about it. People with strong wills like them have collapsed because they couldn't bear it. What kind of day will that be?Fortunately, it is now forbidden to have leaders with more than three ethnic groups. 】

Li Ou: "..."

[Those who come here say something... more than three people are nothing to be afraid of, what is scary is that the leaders have that kind of preference, especially those with high spiritual power, it is simply tyranny! 】

Quickly turning this page, Li Ou finally saw someone say something fair:

[I dare to say that those who leave messages are all children, you have never experienced those years.Don't think that now that the wartime archives have been declassified, you can freely discuss that person's ethnic group! 】

Someone below this line echoed: [Yes, what does the brat know!I've seen them with my own eyes, and you can't even imagine what it's like to face them.In addition, whoever forms an ethnic group with whom is doomed. As an ethnic group, those adults are already terrifyingly strong. Except for that one, who can become their master? Does anyone dare?Without Lord Leo, without his clan, would we have won the Empire?Think about it, young people! 】

Of course, voices of disapproval immediately emerged: [The one upstairs looks like a dictatorship leader, I am sorry, who doesn't know what you think, I wish everyone was your ethnicity!Can ethnicity not live alone?Shit master!What happened without him, do you antiques have any brains, the war ended ten years ago, not 30 years ago, Leo died 30 years ago! 】

[Sure enough, all the people who leave messages are children. Didn't you find that there are so few people discussing it?Advise those who call that name to shut up, lest they get into big trouble! 】

It's a pity that these few words set off a scolding war, and the following content became more and more beside the point.

Li Ou caught the point.

I have been dead for 30 years, and the few people who are still alive seem to have lived a life that I can't afford to offend.

Originally seeing his former "teammates" alive and well, Li Ou was a little happy in his heart: "..."

I don't know why I'm so happy. Have I forgotten that these old acquaintances will never let him go if they know that he is still alive.

It's really hard to say what will happen to me at that time!

You still say you are a devil on the Internet?Brutal?Nightmare maker?Oppressing and abusing ethnic groups?Serious psychological trauma? ? ?This is really a bit too much, because he didn't want to, he was also forced...

Li Ou glanced blankly at his underage hands, suddenly worried about the future.