Therapy Planet No. 13

"You did very well."

Sartre was wearing a white robe that dragged the floor, without any unnecessary decorations all over his body. The pure white cloth reminded him of the thrifty ascetics in the old days.

He held a smooth cane in his hand, and if the beautifully carved white tower at the top was ignored, it was almost no different from a neatly trimmed and white-painted wooden stick.

"With all sincerity and sincerity." Ahan maintained a courteous posture, and his tone was even more respectful than that of Boyd.

"Isaari will remember your credit."

Sartre's voice was a little thick, even with a hint of kindness.

"You sneaked into the tower as a heretic. Fortunately, you haven't made a big mistake and converted to my lord in time. Now you have also proved your piety to the lord with practical actions, and the lord will forgive your crimes."

The cane hit the ground, and a subtle rhythm came from the hollowed-out cane, like a chant or a drawn-out aria.

A fine tremor jumped up from the soles of his feet, and the tingling sensation caused every pore to stand on end.

"The Lord will bless the believers and punish the fallen." Sutter paused, "Tell me your wish."

Ahan was silent for a while, then raised his head slowly, and met the eyes under Sartre's mask. They were located on the top of the sky, the dark blue with higher white clouds, and endless storms brewing in the calm sky, which seemed to be the same as those who were higher up there. The universe is one.

"My parents, both painters, once worked together on a satirical scroll called "Essaari of the Commonwealth."

Ahan took a deep breath: "They were secretly taken away by the federal government after the exhibition of this painting-there must be more similar things covered by them under the coverage of the star network-I am willing to dedicate myself to exposing all this out of my life."

"It takes time and it takes perseverance."

Sartre refused, and did not agree.

"Then I will continue..."

"There is no conflict between choosing a belief and joining an organization." Sartre saw through Ahan's doubts at a glance. "The Lord never forces all living beings. When you have conflicts and confusion, just listen to your inner voice."

"Your heart will tell you the answer."

***

at the same time.

"All I know is here."

Louis handed the thin envelope to Lucas.

She was wearing a beige windbreaker, and a beige white turtleneck sweater was worn next to her body. The sweater was brand new and hadn't been treated with water. It was inevitable that some unruly bristles were tied around her neck.

Louie uncomfortably loosened his neckline, and kept fighting to the death with the sweater tied around his neck.

"Ok."

Lucas took it naturally, with a smile in the corner of his eyes: "It seems that you don't like the suit that Ann chose for you."

"It's not that I don't like it, it's that I'm not used to it." Louis said honestly, "I haven't worn this kind of clothes for a long time."

"Would she like the one I chose!" Angel hung on Lui's body, straightening the back of her neck for her.

Angel stepped on a pair of black Martin boots, looking up from bottom to top, the little black dress had just wrapped his hips, and the open leather jacket was covered with a white V-neck sweater of the same style as Louie, from top to bottom Glittering buttons are everywhere.

"If you change your mind, you can always contact me."

Lucas smiled noncommittally: "My personal contact information has been given to you, and the Freedom Alliance welcomes new forces like you to join."

"I will think about it."

"Don't even think about it!"

Louis and Angel spoke in unison.

"We are now at the hyperspace port near the Sphinx Betelgeuse. The local time is five o'clock in the morning. Some nearby scenic spots are very famous, and there are a lot of people coming and going, but the federal government is out of reach, and there are many local snakes. In other words It’s not that strong, it’s a no-nonsense area, and the missing people and mercenaries also like to use this place as a supply station and a vacation spot. I think you will like this place very much.”

"Thank you."

Lui nodded and turned his gaze to Locke: "Are you really not going with us?"

"No, I'll stay here."

Locke casually put on a piece of clothing from the Liberty Alliance, with the buttons wide open, and it was loosely worn on his body, with a nondescript look: "Anyway, I have nowhere to go, besides—where are there more dead people than those on the battlefield?"

He touched his chin meaningfully: "It's been a long time since I came out. I didn't expect so many 'interesting' things to appear outside...Whether it's bugs or humans, I'm very interested."

Since he got on the thief ship of the Freedom Alliance, Locke has been like a fish in water in the research department.

The experience accumulated on the 13th and a large amount of first-hand information made him a new star of the research team. Naturally, Lucas would not refuse this kind of "anti-bone" who directly came into contact with the dark side of the government. The two hit it off, and Locke Immediately became a member of the Liberty League.

"Who didn't want to leave at the beginning?" He Xiangbin couldn't help but snarled next to him.

"Tsk, didn't you expect the outside world to be so exciting?"

It was rare for Locke not to turn back. He raised his chin slightly, with arrogance: "What about you? You don't go with them either?"

Clothes are all bought from outside temporarily by sending people directly.

He Xiangbin was originally tall and thin, with a flimsy appearance. Now he was wearing a light-colored fluffy shirt, a dark brown suit vest, and a slightly lighter light brown trousers. Trousers - only a book and a pair of glasses away from the gentle nobles in the old days.

"I want to go back to my home planet." He Xiangbin smiled kindly.

"What's so good about that kind of garbage!" Locke rolled his eyes and hummed twice.

He Xiangbin said: "I've always wanted to know... have they regretted it?"

His voice couldn't hear too many emotional ups and downs: "On the matter of sending me to the 13th."

He Xiangbin smiled to himself: "I must be very dissatisfied with my appearance. Well, I haven't become a man with enough 'manliness'."

"No, you're just cowardly—if you didn't come out this time, you might still be a turtle in that poor place for the rest of your life." Locke sneered, "If you want a reason, why did you go? You are not Can not Go Out."

He Xiangbin said with emotion: "Yes, I have figured it out now."

His eyes flashed a chill for a moment: "I can even discard so many people on the 13th, what else can't be discarded?"

A whole planet of people, countless people he watched being sent to grow up, almost all of them were his students.

But when he left planet 13 and exploded, he was able to abandon these people without hesitation.

He once thought that he was a person who was nostalgic and indifferent to the world, and even thought it would be good to stay on the 13th for the rest of his life, but time did not reduce his madness. The mask was polished off.

He Xiangbin thinks that perhaps most people on that planet are indeed "problematic lunatics", but in different forms.

"I still want to look for Liming after that." He Xiangbin touched the cuff on his wrist, "If possible."

"I... can I follow you?"

Jessica finally found her place to interject and looked at Angelruy.

She is the youngest in the team except for Liming. Apart from being able to communicate with the computer, she has no sense of existence in real life.

On the 13th, all she could think about was how to get out, but when she really came out, she was the one with the least goal.

"No way." Angor rolled his eyes, "We don't like to bring small burdens."

Louie pushed Angor's paws around his neck away: "Troublesome."

Physically, a real drag.

"Would you like to come with me?" He Xiangbin sighed. He has always been patient with children. Perhaps mentoring newcomers has become his professional habit, and he can't ignore the companions who appear in front of him. "Together And a companion."

"Can, is it possible?" Jessica didn't expect the eldest He Xiangbin to be able to pick her up, and now he offered to take her own initiative, which really surprised Jessica.

"If you want, I can take you back to your home planet." He Xiangbin kindly suggested.

Jessica turned her head away awkwardly, a trace of coldness flashed in her hesitant and cowardly eyes: "No need."

"I don't want to see them." The little girl clenched her fists tightly and didn't throw them at any specific objects at all.

"Maybe there's a place you'll like."

Lu Yi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Starnet Worm."

"Ah, the largest hacker organization in the universe." Angel also reacted, winking at Jessica, "I have a friend who is a member of it, if you want, I will ask her to send you an invitation to the internal test." share?"

Jessica was taken aback, then nodded quickly: "Okay, thank you."

"Then...then what are you going to do after you leave?" Jessica hid beside He Xiangbin, but she glanced at Angel and Lui.

Whether it was the preparation plan on the 13th or the series of incidents after escaping, Jessica had long believed that the leaders of the team were these two, and she never thought that they would be separated after escaping. .

Years of collective life made her think that getting together is the norm, but she forgot that separation is the main theme of life.

Even He Xiangbin would leave her behind without hesitation if one day it was inconvenient to take her with him.

No one can be relied on all the time, and no one takes it for granted that they will always be by someone's side.

"A date."

Angor answered as a matter of course: "Of course couples should go on a date! The first stop is the Sphinx Nebula of Betelgeuse. It is said to be an ancient Egypt in the sky. I have always wanted to visit it. I heard that the nearby desert rose smells The ice cream is also delicious.”

Jessica: "..." Well, she thought that the speculation that these two would form a team to bomb a certain base was overthinking.

None of the people present were coy, and after confirming each other's whereabouts, Angel urged Lui to leave quickly.

The cabin door was slowly pushed open, and as soon as a small crack was exposed, Louis tentatively released his own spiritual network——Sure enough, like a remote town that has finally connected to the signal, the star network is overwhelmingly surrounded. She can log into this giant network anytime she wants.

However, the star network signal here is not very stable—after all, it is not an area controlled by the federal government—even the signal towers that maintain the star network are picked up by local local snakes from the abandoned space station.

It's like a person with super hands-on ability built a radio station independently, and the frequency can be connected to the main star field, but due to hardware limitations, it is intermittent.

Even so, it is better than completely shielding No. 13.

The cabin door opened, and a pungent, pungent smell of engine oil rushed in with the autumn wind mixed with fallen leaves. Just as Angel took a step forward, a small khaki whirlwind whizzed past her. , and pushed her back violently.

Lui followed behind and quickly supported Angel's shoulder: "..."

Angel was silent for a moment: "Louis."

"Ok?"

"Our wallets were stolen."

"..."