[Infinite Stream] Destiny Rubik's Cube

The body is very light, but the consciousness is very heavy, Xu Chi just floats and sinks in the deep sea of ​​consciousness.

In fact, he doesn't dislike this kind of chaotic and ethereal feeling. Even a sophisticated machine will become dull and rusty after being overloaded for a period of time, eager to return to the factory for repair.

Let's start first, Xu Chi's brain stopped thinking completely in the abandoned factory building.He was once infinitely close to the critical point between life and death, wandering in a daze like a real lonely ghost.

Later, his cold palm slowly warmed up.

This temperature forced him to restart his brain.

Because he wanted to find out who held the hand of a lonely soul.

So Xu Chi struggled to open his eyes, and saw another pair of eyes whose color always changed with the light.He found a reason not to linger in those eyes.

Once the seeds of fetters fall into the soil, you don't need to deliberately manage them, and they will thrive by themselves.Just like Xu Chi himself.

The fetters deepened day by day, he got better day by day, and his waking time lengthened day by day.

When he was in a coma, his eyes were closed, but his ears were open. He heard many things happened during this period.

With the support of an unknown consortium, the rebel army united with the Southwest and Northwest Self-Defense Forces to form a whole, sweeping half of the country in just half a year. The Corps confronted each other across the river, and the situation was stalemate, falling into a fierce battle.

Zhou Xingzhi, Zhou Qi and his son were on the front line, while Xu Chi was left behind.

Because the Delta team and Zhou Qi were tight-lipped, Xu Chi's identity was concealed. Zhou Xingzhi was busy fighting the enemy on the front line, and his eyebrows were always on pins and needles, and he had no time to ask his son's romantic private affairs.Marshal Leng took the initiative to ask Ying to stay and take care of Xu Chi. In order to achieve this request, he had to agree to Zhou Qi's confidentiality agreement.

At first he didn't understand why Zhou Qi didn't tell Lieutenant Zhou that K was still alive.

K who wakes up after 20 years seems to be a different person.

Those sharp and lonely eyes unexpectedly became peaceful, and one day the lips that had been slightly pursed and tensed all the year round could find a relaxed arc one day, the murderous and hostile aura faded away, and he looked almost like a normal person.

Leng Yuan often suspects that there is another completely different soul living in K's body.

This soul has a strong self-awareness, although the emotions are still indifferent, it is better than nothing, which is very different from the super fighter he trained painstakingly back then.

Leng Jin was shocked and confused by such a change. He secretly observed and recorded these changes, trying to find the reason, and finally he found that the reason was Zhou Qi.

During the days when Zhou Qi rushed back from the wind and dust and only stayed for a short time, K's mood would change visible to the naked eye, and his whole body was glowing.His eyes followed Zhou Qi.When Zhou Qi used exaggerated body language to describe certain anecdotes on the battlefield, he tilted his head to his ears, listened so carefully, and from time to time chuckled or joked a few times as if applauding.When Zhou Qi made sharp comments and analyzes on the current situation, he would express his personal opinions without any reservations. This is undoubtedly a kind of kindness for General Xu, who has been a politician for many years and is used to saying and doing things. Rare frankness.And when the two fell silent at the same time and looked at each other, the indescribable aura between them would form an indestructible partition wall, blocking all foreign objects out.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, it's hard for others to imagine how harmonious, harmonious and happy they look.

At first, Leng Jin thought it was just because the two of them had similar interests, until one time he accidentally saw the two rubbing against the window, ears and temples, and Zhou Qi hugged K's waist from behind and talked in a low voice. What an amazing chemistry.

Frightened, he called Lieutenant Zhou overnight, but he didn't know how to start. After exchanging greetings, he could only put down the phone tremblingly and sighed deeply.

Yuan Baidao, if there is a soul under the nine springs, knows that the monster he created is in love with his only son, and he will probably vomit a few liters of blood in anger.

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After exhorting the dietary instructions, several nutritionists withdrew together.

Xu Chi stretched his muscles, sat down on the sofa first, and then made a gesture of invitation.

Although he took off his icy military uniform and his brows and eyes were light, his majesty and demeanor remained the same as before.

"It's been many days." He clasped his hands on his overlapping legs, tucked his chin slightly, and spoke, "The teacher has always stayed by my side, and he must have something to ask me to confirm."

When Leng Jin looked at him now, the absurd scene he saw that evening always flashed through his mind, his face was a little unnatural, and he cleared his throat.

After sitting down, while twisting the handle of the crutch in his hand, he said slowly: "There are some things I still can't figure out about the siege of Yigong back then."

"What's the matter?" Xu Chi didn't lift his eyelids.

"The guards were defeated too fast, as if they were made of paper, and Cao Chongye came too fast, as if he was on a rocket." The cold and loose face was piled up on his neck, and he kept panting as he spoke, like an old sharpie Dog, "It took half a day from the outbreak to the end. It was too fast, really too fast."

"Hmm." Xu Chi pondered, leaning over to pick up the delicate teacup, "The only one who was with the king that day was you, the marshal. You should know better than me how the guards were defeated so quickly."

"That's the problem." Staring coldly at Xu Chi's cold white fingers hooking the gold-plated handle of the teacup, "I'm curious, what is the reason that you, the commander of the guards, are not here?"

"Cao Chongye used a trick to divert the tiger away from the mountain." Xu Chi said.

"I don't believe you would fall into such a clumsy trick." He said coldly and lowered his voice, "K, don't forget, I know you very well."

Xu Chi raised his eyes, with a cold attitude: "Teacher, I also know you very well. If Cao Chongye didn't have you behind his back to advise him, I'm afraid Cao Chongye wouldn't be able to succeed."

"I just gave him a gun with no bullets." Leng Jin shook his head, "But you loaded the gun and loaded it."

"Whether the bullet can be fired or not, there must be a gun first."

"According to you, the two of us are equal to each other."

The two smiled politely at each other and drank tea quietly.

After drinking half a cup of hot tea, Leng Jin's face turned pale, and he said dejectedly: "But in the final analysis, my purpose is different from yours."

Xu Chi: "I know."

"In those few years, Yuan Baidao was self-willed and pursued the beauty of order in his governance. You know, the will to order can turn those people whose original intention is to eliminate chaos into tyrants. For a state machine, this is an extremely dangerous illegal operation. , I had to correct him. My original intention was to sound the final alarm for Yuan Baidao through an unsuccessful coup, hoping that he could rein in the precipice and see the situation clearly. But unfortunately, k you as the The biggest change in chess has turned the alarm bell into a death knell. You know my intentions and Cao Chongye’s ambitions, but you still mediate and take advantage of them, which has contributed to the source of the turmoil of the century.”

Facing the accusation, Xu Chi did not refute.

History is always full of variables, and even a politician as thorough as Leng Yuan, sometimes misses the point.

"I took it for granted." Leng Yuan spread his hands regretfully, "I should have noticed that, even if you are as smart as you, even after the most powerful brainwashing, you will not be willing to just be a gun for the rest of your life."

"I used to have the most steadfast belief, and I was willing to sacrifice everything for my belief, even the most fiery heart." Xu Chi said calmly.

"But the death of your companion awakened you completely, and from then on, you began to question the beliefs we instilled in you."

"First the super soldiers, then the Redemption Corps. Is the king really qualified to ask us to sacrifice everything for him? He wants us to live, we will live. If he wants us to die, we will die. And who gave him this qualifications?"

"You hate him." Leng Jin looked puzzled, "But why did you choose to die for him in the end?"

"I didn't die for him." Xu Chi leaned back on the soft sofa cushion, with an indifferent expression as if he was talking about the life and death of others, "I used to live because of my beliefs, and I died because of my beliefs, what's wrong? ?”

"You ruined your faith with your own hands."

"Because it's already rotted and dead from the inside. The dead thing will be destroyed. Using it as soil will grow better fruit."

"Better fruit?" Leng Jin coughed and laughed like a broken bellows, "It seems that you have found a new belief."

Xu Chi looked at him sideways: "Fortunately, the belief this time was not imposed on me by some people."

Staring coldly at Xu Chi with cloudy old eyes, he seemed to see himself in his youth in a daze.

Once upon a time, he assisted Yuan Baidao to conquer the country step by step, and he was also so high-spirited, with a firm gaze, thinking that he had found the belief that he was willing to shed blood for him for the rest of his life, but in the end he fell to this end.

"I hope Yuan Qi is different from his father."

At this point in the conversation, it seemed that there was no need to continue, so he arranged his clothes coldly, said the last sentence, and stood up decently.

The questions that had been lingering in his mind for many years were finally answered. The old man seemed to have been drained of energy and energy, and quickly aged and withered. He limped two steps and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood was so red that it splattered on the snow-white carpet like a plum blossom.

His magnificent life flashed before his eyes one by one, and finally fixed on that yellow hairband.

After 20 years, why hasn't his youngest daughter, who ran away in anger, not come home?

Marshal Leng, who had been silent for a long time, passed away suddenly. All major media across the country rushed to publish this obituary in the largest font and in the most eye-catching position. Major editorials recalled the great deeds of the old man and his broken and tragic family.

Overnight, people seemed to suddenly think of this great man who was forgotten by time, and the overwhelming tributes fell towards the body of the deceased old man like snowflakes.As the saying goes, when you die, people suddenly start loving you.

At the same time, the rebel alliance declared a truce, held a grand funeral for Marshal Leng Jin, and invited various media.

On that day, there was a light rain in the sky, and solemn black umbrellas were blooming in the cemetery, and the umbrellas stretched out, covering the sky and the sun.

At the funeral, Marshal Leng's long-lost granddaughter appeared in front of everyone for the first time, with a completely green face.Thus, a funny scene appeared - even the idlers who had only been drivers for a day in the cold, shook hands with the little girl cordially with a sad face, asking her to express condolences.

Leng Qiu never dreamed that one day, she would appear at his funeral as a close relative and receive the condolences that only family members are entitled to.She was so angry that she wanted to laugh, after all, at the beginning, when she heard the news, she just wanted to spit on the old man's grave.

Things were going so weirdly, she was wearing a black suit, she nodded numbly, shook hands, bent over, like a welcome robot.

After hearing the news, people from all walks of life put white flowers on the coffin covered with the old military flag and the national flag. The flowers formed a circle, and then stacked on top of each other, so full that they almost piled up into a hill.Everyone was so sad, or in other words, pretended to be so sad, as if each of them was a close friend with the former Marshal Leng.

In addition, the sensational funeral also brought together several familiar faces.

Zhou Qi, who looks like a dog, Jiang Yu, who is as rich as an enemy, Ren Simiao, who came here by chance and didn't expect everyone to be there, and Christine, who disappeared from the world after seeing the dragon.

Everyone has arrived, except for the person she cares about the most.

It seems that people who died in the Rubik's Cube will never appear again in reality.

Leng Qiu burst into tears.

The long-awaited guns and short guns suddenly looked like vultures smelling carrion, and they all turned their cameras on the only relative of Marshal Leng, and took pictures of her first tear shed at the entire funeral.

Of course, there are also politically sensitive media who disdain to chase after an insignificant child for random photos. They are waiting, waiting for the additional important news attached to this grand funeral.

The lengthy farewell ceremony was finally coming to an end, and the guests who came to mourn automatically lined up on both sides, waiting for the final speech of the relevant person.

As the organizer of the funeral and the leader of the alliance, Zhou Qi delivered an exciting speech: the old era has passed, and a new era has come.Let us shake hands with the past and embrace a bright future together.

Amidst his ups and downs, a tall and tall figure appeared at the end of the crowd.

The man was wearing a crisp black suit and held an iris flower in his hand. Although he arrived late, he was calm and composed.He came at a slow pace, with a straight spine, and he carried the bearing and majesty of a soldier in his gestures and gestures.

All eyes are naturally attracted to him, and the camera moves with his steps.

He came to the monument, bent down and put the flowers in front of the cold portrait, and stood silently with his head bowed.

People started talking about his identity.

After the silence was over, he walked up to Marshal Leng's granddaughter. The little girl was startled, her heart agitated, and she hugged him and wept loudly.

It was becoming increasingly certain that this was a very special mourner.

After whetting his appetite, Zhou Qi’s introduction to him followed closely: “I think you are familiar with this gentleman. In the past 20 years, the Republican government has brutally dealt with his existence and his achievements. We cannot learn any clues about him from any video materials or books, but I believe that any of you have experienced or learned about his immortal deeds from your elders."

Xu Chi turned around, and the continuous shutter sounded.

A calm face appeared on the nationally synchronized live broadcast screen.

For a time, in the army, in countless busy families, in restaurants, and in bars, group after group of people stood up.

"It's him……"

"Admiral?"

"Admiral Xu is back?"

"Oh my god, he's still alive!"

The whole country is boiling.

The author has something to say:

The admiral will make a strong comeback, and let the public opinion build momentum first.

Next is harvest time.