[Infinite Stream] Destiny Rubik's Cube

Cannon fire, ruins, and a strong smell of blood.

Above the sea of ​​ruined and withered golden irises, a round, blood-colored sunset.In Yigong City, the smoke of the wolf pierced straight into the gray sky.Countless soldiers raised their arms and shouted, fighting bloody battles. When the magazine was empty, they raised their bayonets, and when the bayonets were blunt, they fought hand-to-hand.

Many of them don't know what the concept of home is, because they have never existed before; they also don't know what the meaning of country is, because the superstructure is too vague and distant.There are only four words on their shoulders: military orders are like mountains.

"Look at those idiots outside, they are all fighters trained by you, do you have the heart to just watch them die like this?"

Two different camps facing each other are reflected on the shiny marble floor.

"Old K, it's pointless to fight in the corner. In this situation, no matter how hard you fight, it will only increase sacrifices. Tianhe has long existed in name only, and it's time to change course."

The atmosphere was stagnant and tense, and there seemed to be a fully drawn longbow above the hall.

Admiral Xu, who was called K, laughed. The time had passed so long that he almost forgot that he used the code name K to live through his youth until he became an adult. The military flag of the Corps is still flying in the center of the hall.

"The man is dead." He pointed to the corpse lying under the army flag with his chin. The corpse belonged to the former ruler of the country. The rebels tore out their resplendent bedrooms and hanged them in the meeting hall, "You want to overthrow the Tianhe government, you have done it, what do you want now?"

"Yuan Qi ran away."

The person who spoke was the newly appointed Falcon Commander, Cao Chongye, his elder brother, the previous Falcon Commander Cao Chongfei, had just died under Xu's gun not long ago.

"Oh, is that so?" The admiral stroked his eyebrows, his reaction flat.

"Where did you hide him?"

Cao Chongye questioned, took a step forward, and suddenly, a row of black guns aimed at him.The enemy moved, and the soldiers behind him also set up their rifles in unison.

At this time, as long as anyone's gun accidentally fires, the negotiation will fail, and the gun battle will start immediately, and casualties will inevitably occur.

"Yuan Qi is just a brat, why do you insist on having him?" The general looked completely puzzled.

"Don't pretend to be stupid." Liu Shou, the commander of the Heavenly Wolf who was cooperating with the Falcon, finally lost his composure and waved his arms exaggeratedly, "Not only did he escape, he also took Tianhe Baojian away!"

The admiral seemed to be hearing this word for the first time, it was quite new, and he raised his eyebrows sideways and asked, "What sword?"

He usually has a paralyzed face, but it is rare for him to have a vivid expression of understanding and pretending to be confused.

"Damn it, the surname is Xu! Don't let me act in front of you!" Liu Shou was so excited that his hand holding the gun was shaking, "From A to Z, you were the only one left of the 26 super soldiers who knew the inside story. The old commander is also dead, who can know the secret of Baojian better than you?"

"I don't need you to remind me of my past." Admiral Xu raised his eyes and looked at him with a half-smile, "You saw it too. Those who know the secret are all buried in their graves. Let me tell you now, are you sure you want to listen?"

Since the general airborne the Redemption Corps at the age of 20, he has commanded three generals and commanded eight divisions over the years.Liu Shou also disobeyed the discipline verbally, and was made to lose his temper in the open and in the dark, but now he met the general's eyes, subconsciously took two steps back, and stuttered: "Death, death is imminent, you are still arrogant! If you want to survive, hand over Yuan Qi and Bao Jian!"

"Live?"

Admiral Xu sneered twice, and started to walk. The guards surrounding him moved in sync with him, and the opposite side also turned their guns and followed suit.

The two sides circled ridiculously in the hall, like two evenly matched fierce beasts in the Colosseum. Although they were staring at each other, neither of them would take the lead in attacking.

"Xu has been a soldier all his life, and he lived to death. When did he take such a small matter as life to heart?"

He speaks very arrogantly, but he has always been like this, and no one has ever dared to question him.Stepping on his rattling military boots, he gradually approached the corpse in the center of the hall, knelt down on one knee, and stared at the dead white face that was increasingly swollen due to arrogance and lust.

His mood at the moment is very calm, surprisingly calm. He has lived for 27 years, and his heart is always ferocious and sinister, with dark tides surging, and he has never achieved such pure peace.

The king he had devoted his life to lay there, no different from ordinary middle-aged people.

It was only then that he realized that he didn't have much passionate emotion about the corpse that could claim a sense of divine mission.

What does this mean? It means that he has never been a competent soldier.Then why has he struggled and fought endlessly all these years?

Everything seemed to become ridiculous and sad again.

The outside is still under heavy fire, and it is as solid as a palace. It also began to sway and oscillate in the successive air raids, cracks appeared in the ceiling, and the wall skin continued to peel off.

"There is no surrender, only sacrifice." Xu Chi heard his hoarse voice piercing the rumble of artillery fire, "Chongye, if I die, can you let the gray whale go?"

Cao Chongye looked over several walls of people, fell into those silent and dark eyes, and was stunned: "That depends on whether they are willing to surrender."

Without the coach, they would naturally be willing.

Xu Chi nodded, he stood up, took off the silver piece around his neck, and held it in his hand.

"Ah, by the way, let me say one last thing." Before he pulled off the cover of the special suicide device and pressed the button, he seemed to suddenly recall an old thing, and said casually, "I'm sorry for your brother's death. He used to be my best friend, but it's a pity that we didn't share the same goals until the end."

The tone was calm.

"You killed him yourself." Cao Chongye said coldly with disgust and killing intent flashing in his eyes.

"I've killed many people with my own hands." The silver needle pierced the fingertips, and it didn't hurt too much. The deadly toxin spread wildly in the blood vessels, and the cells were declared dead one by one. His lips began to turn white and turn purple.Xu Chizhong hung the silver piece around his neck again, and three seconds of dying time was enough for him to complete this action and finish the next sentence, "But not every wandering soul who died under my hands is qualified to make me feel sorry .”

K, who finally knew the secret of Tianhe Baojian, committed suicide during the siege battle. Since then, this so-called Tianhe's last weapon has been silent in the world, and no one cares about it.

Xu Chi woke up.

Splitting headache.

He lay flat on the bed with his eyes open, and the jumping fire was faintly reflected in the depths of his pupils. After he had endured this wave of pain, he immediately turned his head and looked to his side.

In the dimness came the sound of deep and steady breathing, accompanied by the regular rise and fall of his chest, Zhou Qi lay there quietly, alive.

The moment the stone house collapsed, Xu Chi only had time to grab the baby on the bed to protect him in his arms, and he was pulled into his arms. Immediately afterwards, the strong shock directly knocked him out.Without looking or guessing, he knew and was sure who the chest behind him belonged to.

This unreasonable certainty is itself worth pondering.

Xu Chi sat up, leaned over, and stared carefully at Zhou Qi's sleeping face.

The outline of that face is really deep, the deep eye sockets are sunken in the shadows, and a faint light spreads on the brow bone and the bridge of the nose, illuminating the fine down.Zhou Qi, who doesn't move or speak, has suppressed his ruffian and aggressiveness, is more than clear and handsome, and even brings out a different kind of gentleness, making him a completely different person from usual.

Xu Chi thought about where this gentleness came from, because he felt familiar, and there was a face in his memory that was ready to emerge.

"Is your name Zhou Qi?" He murmured to himself, stretching out his hand to remove the gauze on his shoulder, trying to see how the injury was.

But it didn't work out.

A hand held him, and gently put his hand aside.

"It's okay, a little injury." Zhou Qi opened his eyes.

Xu Chi stepped back a little: "When did you wake up?"

"When you asked me if I was originally called Zhou Qi." Zhou Qi's eyes were a little slack, and there were three creases between his eyebrows, as if he had just escaped from a nightmare. He pinched the center of his brows, "Why do you ask?"

"If I'm not mistaken, many people here use pseudonyms." Xu Chi said.

"how about you?"

"Me? I don't have a name, so it doesn't matter what I call it."

"no name?"

"Yeah." Xu Chi's hair is very long, covering his eyes, "I don't even know if the surname Xu is real."

Zhou Qi hissed: "It sounds a bit miserable."

"Is it miserable?" Xu Chi tilted his head, "The group of children who grew up with me didn't have names, so I never thought it was miserable."

"Then what do you call each other?"

"We call each other nicknames."

"Nickname?" Zhou Qi suddenly became interested and blinked his eyes. "Besides Xu Jiaojiao, do you have another nickname? What is it?"

Xu Chi whetted his appetite, and actually shook his head and lay down!

"Hello? Tell me, you won't lose a piece of meat if you say so."

Zhou Qi, a disabled person, was stunned for nearly half an hour, but he still couldn't pry Xu Jiaojiao's mouth open, so he snorted, turned his back in anger, and was angry for a full minute. .

After 1 minute, he began to compare his misery: "Actually, you are not miserable. I am worse than you. I used to have a proper name, but for some reason, I can't use it. I can only call it Zhou Qi." .Hey, Zhou Qi is Zhou Qi, I think it’s okay, it’s very nice.”

Xu Chi expressed his understanding: "The wanted criminal wants to travel the rivers and lakes, and life is indeed more difficult than ordinary people."

Zhou Qi: "..."

Forget it, he should sleep well and recover from his injuries.

I closed my eyes, and was struggling to sleep from the pain of the wound on my shoulder when there was a knock on the door.

Old Hughes opened the door, Leng Qiu put on his clothes and went down to the ground, and the rest of the wounded turned over and sat up vigilantly.

The person who came was not a native of the island, but a passer, and rushed to Zhou Qi Xuchi's bed as soon as he entered the door.

"Hey, what are you doing? Did you let the wounded rest in the middle of the night?" Ren Simiao yelled as she tightened her collar in the room. She had a broken leg, so she couldn't move right now, otherwise, according to her temperament, she would have to Jump out of bed and kick out whoever came straight in.

The visitor stopped in front of Zhou Qi, took off his hat and gasped.

"It's you." Zhou Qi saw clearly that it was the fat man who selflessly gave his gloves.

The fat man called Wang Qianjin, and he looked like a chubby astronaut wrapped in a bloated blanket. At this time, his complexion was very unusual, his eyes were round and his lips were trembling, but it was not from the cold, because he came running in one breath. There were still beads of sweat on the tip of the red nose.

"Something happened, something happened." Wang Jinjin was terrified and kept swallowing his saliva. He seemed to be suffering from aphasia, gesticulating, and the order of words was chaotic. "It's changed, it's all changed."

"Speak clearly." Zhou Qi lowered his face, "What changed?"

"People!" Wang Qianjin stomped his feet anxiously, "Our people have become their people!"

"What the hell?" Ren Simiao pushed aside the curtain, "Who are we, and who are they?"

"Oh! Don't talk about it, I can't explain it clearly. Come and see for yourself!"

Wang Jinjin didn't care about 21, one in each hand, pulled Xu Chi and Zhou Qi and walked out.

During the movement, Zhou Qi touched the wound and let out a muffled grunt.

Xu Chi stopped Wang Qianjin: "Let go, I'll go with you, he still has injuries, for now..."

But before he finished speaking, Zhou Qi had already walked out of the door in a hurry, not at all as if he was seriously injured.

Xu Chi: "..."

The rain stopped during the day, but the valley where the village is located is low-lying. At this moment, there is water on the ground, and the shoes were wet within two steps. The stone houses were not far from each other. Before the trousers got wet, they One foot deep and one shallow foot arrived at the stone house where Wang Qianjin was.

The layout of the stone house is simple, with bare walls and no extra decorations. In the house, there are Wang Qianjin, two passers, and three local aborigines.

"What's the problem?" Zhou Qi took a cursory glance and found nothing unusual. He sat down and took a sip of hot tea, rubbing his hands to warm up.

Xu Chi stared at the three natives, his expression getting worse and worse: "No."

"What's wrong?"

"Only one of these three people is the original Aboriginal people, and the other two are new faces that have never been seen before."

"Huh?" Zhou Qi turned around and looked at the three natives seriously again.

This time he also found a violation.

Both have short limbs, large torsos, resolute pentagonal faces, pale skin and ocher-red hair, but the eyes of two of the aborigines are obviously confused, and there is nothing but blankness inside. content.

"Who are you?" Zhou Qi became vigilant.

The two aborigines opened their mouths, chattering and quacking all in the local dialect, and couldn't understand a word.

But judging from their actions, they don't seem to know who they are, as if they have lost their memory.

Wang Jinjin crouched in the corner with his head in his hands, nervously raking his hair back over and over again.

"Fatty?" Zhou Qi went over and kicked him, "Speak."

"Can't you see it?" Wang Jinjin raised his head, his small eyes were bloodshot, he pointed to the two amnesiacs, and his voice was a little changed, which usually sounded funny, but now he felt the tone was weird, "This Why don't we bring together the two people who live with me? They, suddenly, suddenly changed..."