It hurts to touch me [Interstellar]

Li Ou is already a little familiar with someone's intermittent vulnerable, confused expression, and overly honest tone, especially the fact that Asland's provocative words are the most impressive.

"Take it easy, Ashland."

Li Ou rubbed his temples and turned to leave.

"Where are you going?" Asland's military boots in pajama pants appeared again.

"Please don't follow me, don't you rest, don't waste your precious time."

"I have a long vacation."

"Can I do something that interests you?"

"I'm only interested in you right now."

"...I mean hobbies."

"My hobby is excellence."

"……"Oh shit.

……

Since Asland said that he started to rest that day, he has really been in a state of rest, appearing in front of Leo from time to time.

Leo still lived in the medical area, and his daily activities were very simple, but Asland ran over, acting as quiet as other patients in the ward, and even went for a walk with Leo and the nurses.

Sometimes Li Ou can also feel an unusually hot gaze, but looking back, it is often Asland's side face focused on surfing the Internet - soft and fluffy hair, loose clothes, and the appearance of wandering when observing something, Literally an orphan on this ship.

Li Ou chased him away a few times but he didn't. The latter wanted to say some adult topics that made Li Ou's brain buzz with clear and innocent eyes. In the end, Li Ou had no choice but to give up. Anyway, the day of disembarkation was just around the corner. .

Finally, this day came, and every time Li Ou passed a corridor, he would see guards multiplying.

In order to transport passengers quickly, the elevator platform has adjusted its shape by itself. Each platform rotates and staggers like a string of strange flowers. At this time, the huge hatch at the top has been opened, and the port platform is above it. Waves of refugees are transported like screws. Go up, Li Ou waits in the middle of the line.

With the rapid rise of the field of vision, there are nervous faces facing unknown situations.

The back of his hand was touched, and Li Ou turned his gaze. Asland's dark eyes were being quickly analyzed under the gradually brighter light, showing a thorough brown tone.

Until Li Ou was blown by the cool wind, like the people around him, he unconsciously took a deep breath of fresh air, Asland also raised his head, his eyes were bathed in artificial sunlight, revealing a warm caramel color, After that, he casually grabbed Li Ou's wrist.

"Let's go, I'm so hungry."

"..." Li Ou pulled his hand away blankly.

Asland never mentioned anything like telling Leo not to leave, but the more he got off the boat, the more he stayed with Leo every step of the way. As soon as the star hits the ground, it seems to disappear out of thin air.

Li Ou: "..." It's really good.

There was a disturbing smell in the air.

As the flow of people walks down the landing pad, there is also a long queue in front of them. Looking up, there are endless white metal platforms all around. Surrounding the refugees are silent and shining aircraft like a curtain wall, and dense and buzzing shooting cameras like insects. , and a large number of reporters shuttled among the crowd.

A big hand suddenly wiped Li Ou's forehead.

"You're sweating," Asland's smile faded when he approached suddenly, "Is your body uncomfortable? The wind here is a bit strong." He immediately pulled out the brightly colored blanket from his luggage and put it on Leo's shoulders. superior.

Leo was silent, not even noticing what Asland had done.

Taking pictures of the aircraft of Changwan refugees all over the sky - surrounded by countless pairs of "eyes" and recorded forever - Li Ou reminded himself not to show strange emotions, but shuddering goosebumps still slowly emerged on the surface of his body.

In his previous life, Li Ou's face rarely appeared on the Internet. Cameras, war reporters, media, and all channels that would reveal his identity were extremely repulsive. On the battlefield in special times, when Li Ou used his mental power, even the soldiers on the mechs The electronic eyes will be temporarily closed.

Someone once suggested that the images of the battlefield and the combat images of him and the ethnic group should be disseminated, and the morale of the people would be boosted by promoting the spirit of a tyrant.

But after just one front-line battle, the reporters who followed the filming all the way changed their personalities, and began to criticize the Alliance for using "an inhumane armed spiritual body", referring specifically to the tyrant-level spiritual body formed by the condensed spiritual power of Li Ou.

After watching the video, the big shots in the United Star also felt that Li Ou had done "a bit too much". It might be counterproductive and cause public panic if it was announced. The role of Ou and his group in this war rarely mentions the tyrant-level mental power.

Even today, with more information declassified during the war, there are still very few real pictures of Li Ou.

Of course, none of these reasons would make Li Ou break into a cold sweat.

For at least eight or nine years in his last life, he did not allow himself and his teammates to appear in the public eye.

Even if they were photographed, Li Ou had already taken the most simple and crude but effective method - covering their figures and faces, and using scanning jamming devices at the same time, so it was normal for people to guess from the pictures on the Internet back then.

What Li Ou did was not overreacting, nor was it "too possessive" as said on the Internet, but the enemy's central system, code-named "Miss", was a free-moving artificial intelligence.

Saoirse had warned Leo a long time ago, but no matter how careful Leo was, Mass could still easily dig out information about Leo's ethnic group.

There was a gap of several years between an information leak and a negligence, and two of Li Ou's important teammates were assassinated when they returned to the United Star to return to their missions. At that time, they had just taken off their disguises and resumed their daily identities.

Knowing the horror of artificial intelligence, Li Ou had always been pessimistic that he crossed the wrong camp, and the Star Alliance would lose in a mess. But after that incident, after attending the funeral, Li Ou decided to let the empire shed its last drop of blood.

A few years later he, with Saoirse's help, smashed Mass' core processor and raw data, and the Alliance hasn't lost a battle since.

But the price of the alliance's continuous victories is Li Ou's continuous fiasco, one after another simple funeral, so that he gradually no longer understands what is proper.

Ah... Maybe from then on, Leysen and the others will hate themselves?

"Leo? Leo!"

Li Ou suddenly came back to his senses, Asland's face was close at hand, half joking and half serious, he said, "Do you want me to do something? If you don't answer, I will hug you."

The blanket on Li Oula's shoulders was slowly covering his head, with only a slit showing his entire face, "Hurry up, the wind is too strong." He said with a stiff throat.

"Because it's very high here," Asland quickly grabbed his shoulders, "You're still in the differentiation stage, really don't want me to hug you? How about carrying you?"

"...I'm sick, let go."

At this moment, Li Ou felt a stinging gaze, looking behind the cordon, Leysen, who was about to board the aircraft, stared at this side motionlessly.

Leo and Asland were stopped.

"Report, Chief Aslander, Chief Leysen ordered us to escort your intern Li Ou to the designated residence, and to practice at the No. [-] Nest as soon as possible."

Asland returned the military salute, "Got it, please reply to Chief Leysen in this way," he said unhurriedly, "Base Zero in the Differentiation Port accepts some divided Changwan refugees under the age of 20 as trainees. Three years of systematic training, this is the admission information for Li Ou to enter the evolution guidance class, wait a minute, okay, I sent it to Leyson, you go."

"Uh, but, but?! Chief Aslander—"

"Go back quickly, we're leaving over there." Asland motioned them to look at Layson, and sure enough, Layson boarded the aircraft angrily after receiving the news.

"……Yes!"

Li Ou stared blankly at the flying machine that Laysen was leaving, and the sense of discord came to his mind again, and he couldn't help but look at Asland inquiringly: "You really don't know each other well?"

Asland did not talk nonsense this time: "We are comrades in arms."

"You are better than him?" It has to be much stronger, otherwise how could Leisen tolerate being deflated?

But in Li Ou's view, this is almost impossible. Whether it is position or mental strength, Leysen should not be weaker than Aslander.

"What about you?" Asland asked suddenly, "Are you familiar with him?"

"Unfamiliar."

After a few seconds of silence, Asland lifted his luggage up and spoke again in a jumpy voice: "I am not better than him, but I have accomplished something that he failed to do. Lesen King owes me A favor."

"..."

Li Ou was speechless, and it would have to be a great favor or a deep friendship to make Layson tolerate him again and again, neither of which he could imagine what it would be like.

Asland looked quite calm, neither complacent nor exaggerated, "a favor he can't afford."

Li Ou's curiosity quickly swelled: "Can you elaborate...?"

Asland scratched his temples, suddenly waved towards the distance, and then pulled Li Ou out of the refugee line.

The person who came to pick up Asland was a big, middle-aged officer, and every move showed his excitement for Asland's recovery, as well as his habitual absolute obedience-this reminded Leo of the time when he saw Asland for the first time. , and on the Harissa, many soldiers respected and feared Asland, and the strange thing was that it didn't seem to have anything to do with his rank.

Forgive Leo's blindness, whenever I want to analyze this point carefully, the picture of Asland playing a pinball game alone flashes through my mind...

After boarding the aircraft, after a brief communication, Asland slowly opened his eyes wide, staring at the air in front of him, his ruddy lips trembling twice: "Say it again?"

The middle-aged military officer was rather embarrassed: "When you left, you ordered me to sell all your private property, and transfer the cash to the personal accounts of your father and younger brother according to your will, and returned your government housing... ..."

"You..." Asland glanced at Li Ou quickly, feeling a little out of breath, "Why didn't you notify me when it was sold..."

The honest subordinate responded loudly: "You said at that time not to disturb your journey..."

Li Ou grinned, and Asland's face finally changed. He unbuttoned the top button and began to think about it with a headache. As a result, Li Ou was not happy for a long time, and Asland smiled carefree again. ,"I see."

"Your residence has been applied for, the day after tomorrow..."

"No," Asland said, "As a single race, Port Zero clearly failed to fulfill its teaching responsibilities. Cary, send me to Base Zero so that I can continue my unfinished studies."