Chapter 99

Lu Bixing quickly glanced at Lin Jingheng, who seemed to be delayed on the remote screen, and tried to say something: "Chief, now..."

　But the chief was probably old, or it was the sequelae of the Rainbow Virus, and it was easy to get excited when he was excited. My ears were ringing and I didn't hear his voice. I was excited: "We resisted Prince Gloria, and it took a generation of death to drive Prince Gloria out of the eight galaxies. All the promises made to us by the Alliance have not been fulfilled, and we are left to fend for ourselves. It doesn't matter. , we can wait, but if we really can't wait, we can also find a way on our own. The Eight Galaxies have no say in the parliament, and the money from the Eight Galaxies is just a bunch of useless data. It doesn't matter, we have no complaints, aren't we just poor? , no matter how poor you are, you are much better than when you were working as a horse under Prince Gloria, right? The alliance does not recognize local armed forces, but it doesn't matter, if this is the rule of the alliance, we are willing to follow the Romans, and we are willing to abide by everything, even if we At the outermost edge of the alliance, even if our neighbors are pirates from outside the territory, our nightmare every day is that Prince Gloria is coming back, and the life that has finally calmed down is being robbed again..."

　Lu Bixing reached out to Commander Edward through Turan, but it was not enough. With that - the boss slapped the table and stood up directly: "I don't understand what she said. If you go outside and grab someone who is eating, sleeping and working stupidly, he won't understand either. How could we? Do you know why Eden is legislating, what incidents, how many big shots have been arrested? We have never even seen what kind of shit Eden is, but I understand that they have money, power and status, and colluded with anti-Ukrainian organizations outside the territory. , Feeding the poisonous insects outside the territory! "

　"Aren't we human? Don't we deserve to live well? Is it because we lack individuality?" The chief suddenly turned to the remote screen, and his wrinkled eyes shot out a knife-like light, poking at the man. On the straight chest.

　Lu Bixing immediately stood up after him, raised his voice and interrupted him: "President!"

　At that moment, Lu Bixing keenly felt that the boss had something to say to Lin Jingheng.

　Because Laura Gordon is Lin's mother, and he himself comes from the complicated Alliance Military Commission, Lin Jingheng standing here alone almost represents the intricate game of the entire alliance's central upper-level... and also represents the condescension of the entire alliance's center towards the eighth galaxy. Arrogant attitude.

　Also because, as the head of the Silver Fortress, he "died" in an extremely strange way, and his "resurrection" was unclear. And it was exactly after his "death" that pirates invaded and the alliance collapsed. No one was stupider than the other. The boss may not have his own guess as to the reason for this, but he just chose to shut up and cooperate for the sake of the eighth galaxy.

　This time, the CEO finally heard his voice. His saggy cheeks trembled slightly, and his lips that looked shriveled due to shrinkage were tightly pursed. Just when Turan even reached out to cut off the remote connection, the CEO said something. He lowered his head without saying a word, turned around and walked away quickly.

　Lu Bixing immediately turned to Lin Jingheng: "Lin, you..."

　But as soon as he spoke, the remote communication was cut off from Lin Jingheng, and the screen went dark.

　Lu Bixing put his hands on the conference table and took a deep breath. When he raised his head again, his expression had calmed down. There was no chief, and a group of people were waiting for him to speak in a daze. He had to say something.

　"Now that the Eighth Galaxy has declared its independence, whether the Alliance or the extraterritorial pirates are right or wrong, it doesn't mean much to us now. From the video just now, I think we only need to pay attention to two points," Lu Bixing raised his head. , "First, the extraterritorial pirates have internal agents in the alliance, but Captain Turan has just searched the entire encrypted folder. The so-called "internal agents list" in it only contains a few people who were arrested by the alliance decades ago and are known to everyone. Why? , This is very strange, do the Anti-Ukrainians want to keep it a secret from themselves?"

　Everyone in the conference room was silent for a moment, and suddenly realized what he meant, and exploded.

　"Teacher Lu, are you saying that someone had tampered with it before we unlocked the encryption lock?"

　Lu Bixing raised his head and looked at Turan: "Captain, I heard that Mr. Hope yelled at Lin the first time he saw him. "His identity.

　" Turan cursed and roughly tapped his personal terminal twice, "Control that Hope!"

　The new head of the institute felt that this conversation The trend was not right, so he quickly said: "Teacher Lu, the research institute is a very important place. If Hope comes close, someone will be closely monitoring him. He doesn't have this chance."

　Lu Bixing looked at him deeply: "Dean, you know, Among the researchers who have had close contact with encrypted documents in the past few months, have any of them spoken to this former prophet of the Anti-Ukrainian Society?"

　The dean asked.

　"Second, in the video, in order to resist the intrusion of the pursuer's mental network, Ms. Laura Gordon injected herself with a chip. This chip allows her to fight against a well-trained army alone. Even with Lin Jingheng Even the mental power of a general cannot be achieved. A chip can enhance the mental power of a non-military personnel to this level. Once it is mass-produced, what kind of armed force will be created? Fortunately, so far, no matter what kind of weapon it is, Whether it is the Alliance or the pirates, there has never been such an invincible army. The chip "opium" of the Freedom Legion can only be used as a drug. It is a crude imitation. I think maybe for some reason, the chip technology was lost, but obviously, freedom The Legion and the Anti-Ukrainian Society are looking for this thing, we must at least be prepared for it."

　When Lu Bixing said this, he actually had a flash of inspiration. He thought, the key word of Nuwa's plan is "human evolution". He was Harden, the chief planner of the Nuwa Project back then. He will definitely take "spiritual evolution" as his main direction of attack, because the human carbon-based body will eventually have its limits. To improve effective combat effectiveness, mechanization is the only feasible way.

　As for Laura Gordon's biochip, even if the technology is lost, since there are already imitations of opium, with the scientific research level of the pirates, can't they complete this fill-in-the-blank question in fifty years?

　Therefore, it is very possible that the chip and the Nuwa Project are actually one - that is to say, the Nuwa Project may have been to train people who can safely inoculate the chip. After Laura Gordon was forced to self-destruct, the anti-Ukrainian society and The Free Corps were all missing key information and went astray.

　However, Lu Bixing's eyes swept over every worried face present, and he tightly suppressed this speculation.

　He didn't know if there was a power that could change the situation of the war in front of him. Will the victims in the cracks here forget the damage caused by the rainbow virus to the eighth galaxy and reach out to this supreme temptation. Think about it, with just one dose of chip injection, a rookie who has just learned how to operate a mecha can become a super space soldier even more powerful than the Silver Ten Guards.

　Not to mention others, even Lu Bixing himself was moved.

　They are already in hell, and the fragile fire of humanity cannot bear the test.

　Lu Bixing calmly poured a bowl of chicken soup, dismissed this dangerous topic, and finished the meeting summary speech for the general manager who was angry and ran away: "I don't believe that anything can be conquered with foreign objects or force. In order to resist Prince Gloria, even unarmed people dared to stand up and form the Free Alliance Army. Today we have a new government and self-defense forces. What are we afraid of? As long as the anger of being ravaged by the Rainbow Virus is still there, the Freedom Alliance Army will As long as the spirit is still there, I will have nothing to fear. Where are you?"

　No one from the backbone of the new government said anything.

　Because everyone is an adult and is not as easy to fool as the half-year-old children of Xinghai Academy. Faced with internal and external troubles, Principal Lu choked on the chicken soup with raw materials that he made up temporarily. They left one by one with a frown, trying to put "Fearless" in their hearts. "I repeated the two words a few times so that I could brainwash myself casually.

　Lu Bixing breathed out softly, missing Lin Jingheng extremely...even though they had just met a few hours ago.

　He reached out and pressed on his personal terminal, wanting to contact him, but long-distance communication was two-way. If he didn't know the exact coordinates of the other party, he had to count on scanning the signal when the other party passed a certain jump point.

　Lu Bixing thought for a while and sent a message through the remote network: "Are you okay? Please reply to me."

　The text message was entered into the electromagnetic wave signal, encrypted and sent from the morning star. It was folded back and forth by the jump network and transmitted to the distant starry sky. , Lin Jingheng rarely replied immediately.

　Lu Bixing sighed and looked back at the dark remote communication screen. For some reason, he felt the fragility of that person in the darkness.

　He has always felt that Lin Jingheng was handsome, undeniably strong, and as gentle as a wild flower growing in the cracks of rocks, touching and sultry. Lu Bixing never thought that the word "fragile" would be associated with Lin Jingheng. Even when he was desperately ill and fell out of the medical cabin in a daze, his eyes blurred by high fever were still looking at something, with a sense of desperate strength.

　He couldn't imagine how Lin Jingheng was feeling now. After all, no matter what Lin Jingheng's mood was, he would not publicize it to the whole world. He just felt that his heart was very blocked, and he was hanging in the air with nothing, and he might have to do it with his own hands. Touch that person to fall.

　"What?" At this time, Turan next to him suddenly raised his voice, "What do you do for food?"

　Lu Bixing came back to his senses and turned to look at her.

　"Hope is missing." Turan glanced at him quickly, his eyes filled with ice. "A guard team looked at him and actually made him disappear. This base was turned into a fishing net by the rebels under my nose. Are you ready? Notify everyone, gather!"

　The latter sentence was shouted at the personal terminal.

　Turan has a lively personality and is a bit careless when it comes to both superiors and subordinates. Sometimes, people always forget what kind of person the ninth Silver captain is.

　Lu Bixing wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth, but finally remained silent, watching Turan walk away in a bloody manner - the captain of the guard, Commander Bai Yinjiu, has her own style and method, he is not a member of the military, so there shouldn't be more Make a beak. He suddenly felt a little powerless, remembering that when Lin was leaning against his arms with a high fever, Hope cooperated with him to use prophetic language to fool those people near the anti-Ukrainian den, and retrieved the antibody sample to save the entire Morning Star; He thought that Hope had worked tirelessly to build the farm base in the eighth galaxy. On the way back from this trip, Hope also told him that the robot's program had been written. As long as there were enough materials and people to take care of it, the model of the base could be copied infinitely. .

　By the way, Hope also promised to give him two bottles of wine.

　It turns out that Lu Bixing believes that misunderstandings between people come from distance and isolation. If you are lucky enough to travel together for a while, the hard boundaries between each other can always be more or less blurred. Only now did he understand that some people and other people were destined to part ways.

　Turan on the school field does not pay attention to "the law does not punish the public", because no one can tell how Hope escaped, so everyone was punished together. The new self-defense team members experienced the cruel military law of Silver Nine for the first time.

　Saturday lowered his head and walked among the people being punished. There was no clue on his face that he was dissatisfied.

　What can Hope do? He was just an unlucky guy who was ostracized in the anti-triad group. After being captured, he cooperated in a low-key manner and even performed meritorious service. Even Lin Jingheng was embarrassed to lock him up anymore. He worked hard to do so much for the base and the eight galaxies. He is troublesome and is often pulled out for interrogation and imprisonment. Saturday looks on with cold eyes and feels aggrieved for Hope.

　After all, he yearned so much for the world full of sunshine and chirping birds described by Hope that he yearned for humanity and compassion.

　Saturday thought: "Even if Teacher Lu knew about it, he wouldn't say anything."

　At this time, Hope's little mecha had bypassed the surveillance blind spot and sneaked into the civilian waterway. After disguise, they flew away from the Venus base. .

　Civilian waterways in the eight galaxies have begun to be opened up, and an emergency rescue system has been established. However, because the time is still short, the military strength is insufficient, and the security inspection has not been particularly perfect, there are many loopholes that can be exploited.

　Hope and several of his followers were among the merchant ships. Most of the believers were anti-triad members who were detained at the Morning Star Base, but there were also a few unfamiliar faces mixed in among them--if Lu Bixing were here, they would recognize him. When he came out, several technicians from the institute who were usually taciturn also ran after him.

　When they passed by a cargo ship, a communication request came from the other party. Several people in the Anti-Ukrainian Society suddenly became nervous, but Hope had no scruples and passed the request.

　A brisk whistle came from the opposite side first, and then a rough man said loudly: "Friend, please help me, can you borrow some energy?"

　Hope asked kindly: "What?"

　"I'm here to help. The Fourth Base delivery guy just came back and encountered an accident on the way. The energy reserve is at the bottom. I'm afraid I won't be able to fly back. Friends, please save your life."

　Hope's people stopped talking and happily let go of themselves . He separated a small energy storage device from the backup energy of his mecha and gave it to the other party: "Enough for you to drive to the morning star."

　The passing merchant did not expect him to be so happy, thanked him profusely, and left with a lively whistle.

　"Prophet," after the others ran away, a former technician from Daystar whispered, "these people are all liars. They used to be smugglers and left behind a few broken merchant ships. Now they are contracting some projects while others are afraid to go to space." The civilian transportation work is very profitable, and it is almost as good as the interstellar engineering team. Just like this, in order to save costs, they still want to catch whoever is cheating on their energy on the road."

　Hope was a little surprised: "Liar? "

　"Yes, if the merchant ship is damaged or anchored, you can call for emergency rescue and ask the military channel guards to solve the problem. Do you think he dares to use this excuse to deceive the soldiers?"

　Hope couldn't laugh or cry, feeling that the eighth galaxy is really energetic. Now, even the scammers are out and about.

　At this time, they passed a jump point, and the mecha beeped: "The remote communication key matches, is the connection established?"

　Hope was stunned, and the smile lines curling up at the corners of his eyes disappeared. After a moment of silence, he nodded: "Okay, send our coordinate range."

　The two-way link for remote communication was established. After a while, the other party appeared, but the screen was dark, the other party did not show his face, and there was only a processed voice.

　"The message on the remote communication port has been there for several months," the other party said, "Why are you just replying now? Are you really planning to give up the organization to those lunatics?"

　The pirate forces outside the territory are complex, and there are many within the Anti-Ukrainian Association alone. There are different voices. Some support the use of violence, unscrupulous means in war, and the use of weapons of mass destruction and biochemical viruses. They belong to the "manic faction". Others believe that anti-Ukrainian organizations should not abandon their original aspirations. In this era of alliances with leaks from all sides, they should Runwu silently wins over believers and completely changes people's ideas. It can be regarded as an "environmentalist" - Hope is of course the latter.

　However, in this era when everyone is agitated, you should know that the agitated voice is louder. Before the pirates invaded the alliance, the Anti-Ukrainian Association had been internally purged. Hope relied on his excellent brainwashing ability and his popularity has never been said. , was protected by someone and sneaked into Prince Gloria's guard, temporarily avoiding the limelight.

　"The Legion of Glory burned bridges and openly abandoned its partners. Now the organization is trapped in the seven major galaxies, and it is entangled with the local forces of the alliance. It is a headache." Hope said, "Why, those few who are bent on uniting the armed forces outside the region cannot be suppressed. Are you dissatisfied in the organization?"

　"Such a short-sighted savage has been hanging around with the Glory Group for a long time. He has no brains, has failed to achieve anything, and has failed more than he has done." The mysterious man in the remote communication said, "Don't hang around in the gutter anymore. , come back and preside over the mess, I will give you armed support."

　Hope closed his eyes, followed the spiritual network, and looked at the simple civilian waterway.

　The mysterious person in the remote communication asked: "But I have some gossip recently. It is said that one of the ten Silver Guards seems to be in the eighth galaxy, and got rid of Feng's lunatic. The leader is suspected to be...Lin Jingheng?"

　Huo Pu opened his eyes and said calmly: "Isn't he dead?"

　"Yes," the mysterious man sighed and paused, "But after all, her son, for so many years, we have not been able to find the 'forbidden fruit' "I'm wondering, is it possible that it really fell into his hands? You have been in the eighth galaxy. What are you doing in that ghost place now?"

　Several anti-Ukrainian people looked at Hope at the same time, and Hope stretched out his hand. With one finger, he made a "silence" gesture towards them: "Lin Jingheng has always been under your nose, just a child. You have watched him grow up, don't you still know his background? Are there any Baiyin Shiwei? , I don't know clearly. After the collapse of the alliance, a small group of people went back to being mercenaries. It is also possible in the eight galaxies. As for Prince Gloria Aresvon, he sought death on his own and blew up three planets, which angered those who followed him back then. Lu Xin's local militiamen and local gangsters used underground channels to assassinate him. It turned out that the chief executive was lucky enough to survive, but now he has recruited a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people to reestablish the government and bring these people to make ends meet. "The people here are very pitiful. Nutritional injections here are all in hard currency, and I helped them build the agricultural base."

　After hearing this, the mysterious man sighed sadly: "It's a pity, I thought... Oh. But farming is a waste." You can do something like this. At this juncture, don't be idle. Come back. I'll send someone to pick you up."

　Hope was noncommittal, and the disguised mecha passed through the jump point and headed for a wider and more cruel world. .

　Lin Jingheng blocked the long-distance communication, retreated to the left and right, and allowed the space station to drift freely until it reached the vicinity of Beijing's β star.

　He suddenly said: "Landing on Beijing Beta Star."

　"Sir, are you sure?" Zhan Lu asked, "The atmosphere of Beijing Beta Star has been devastated by the bombing. The ground environment does not support human exposure to it, and there is no transceiver on the ground. The only way to approach the platform is to make an emergency landing."

　Lin Jingheng said "Huh".

　Zhan Lu no longer bothers him, and humans can only control the space station and slowly orbit the dead planet. Sensing gravity, passing through toxic clouds and getting closer to the ground.

　When he was five thousand kilometers away from the ground, through Zhan Lu's mental network, he could already see the planet he had lived on for five years as clearly as if he were on the ground.

　Like a setting for a horror story, the remains of streets and buildings are still there. The ashes and snow of the nuclear explosion cover the ground. The ground temperature drops to minus 160 degrees Celsius, freezing everything. The poisonous wind rolls moodily through the dead silence. Everywhere, the dust was scraped away, revealing the remains of fallen corpses, like ghosts wandering alone to pay tribute.

　Lin Jingheng thought of the "shabby tavern" where he lived, the young people drinking with their faces facing the wall and their eyes confused late at night.

　All have been reduced to ashes.

　"Forget it," Lin Jingheng suddenly said, "We can't go down anymore, accelerate away from gravity, and let's go."

　The space station re-energized and made a "buzzing" noise.

　"Take inventory of all the supplies in the space station," Lin Jingheng ordered in a deep voice. "Before returning to Morning Star, I want a complete list. I have taken a good look at the person in charge of the space station and sent a team of people to interrogate him about his origin... and went back."

　Lin Jingheng When he arrived at Morning Star, it was already the early morning of Morning Star. He didn't want to talk to anyone. Even Zhan Lu stayed on Chongsan. He walked through the night alone and walked towards his small "closet"-like lounge. As soon as he opened the door, he hit Something happened - a soft sound alerted the voice-activated light. Lin Jingheng lowered her head in shock and saw Lu Bixing sitting on the floor at his door. He was woken up by the door and was rubbing his eyes drowsily.