MTL - Imperfections-Chapter 141 Lu Bixing is finally crazy

Voto.

Woolf listened to Wang Ailun's long story, first looked at him for a while, then Ba turned his face to the direction of the valley, and for a long time he didn't say a word. He had four folds on his eyelids, and didn't have the strength to open it. It seems to be falling asleep.

But Wang Ailun didn't say a word, and didn't even have extra eyes, just waiting quietly beside him.

The Secretary-General has always been a patient person. In recent years, he has become more and more impatient, obeying orders, and speaking in a timely manner. Woolf let him say that he has a valid reason to say what he wants to hear, he said Whatever, Woolf had any expression or movement that made him shut up, he just shut up firmly-instead of shutting up, even closing his eyes with God, just like he never had curiosity or expression, just Artificial intelligence that looks a lot like people.

If Woolf really fell asleep in this way, Wang Ailun can also pull him down the protective cover in the small mountain kiosk, cover the quilt, adjust the temperature and humidity, and arrange everything in the Marshal's House properly. Kai, as if he just came to report the pot of soy sauce, gentle and conscientious, cautious and cautious, did not care about his "witness and insight" was neglected.

Many mediocre people who think they are clever, it is not easy to restrain their desire to express themselves, let alone a man full of ambitions like Wang Ailun? However, he did it without dripping.

Woolf was "fragmented" for about five minutes before he suddenly said, "Stop thinking of the eighth galaxy."

Wang Ailun's eyes flashed slightly, explaining softly: "Marshal, the alliance is unified, and human beings have no borders. It has been 300 years. They suddenly claimed to be independent, I am afraid ..."

"I know what you want to say," Woolf interrupted him. "You want to say that the rebels of the eighth galaxy may now have completed the son-in-law technology, they can freely shuttle through the wormhole, but Our theory in this regard is still blank, and we have opened the channel of communication unilaterally, so we have no fear, and dare to betray the alliance openly, and become a time bomb of the heart of roses. "

Wang Ailun pursed his lips: "I'm worried about this."

"Allen, we managed to get rid of this layer of toxic soil, set aside anyway, and replant the saplings, then we must grow it up, instead of thinking about cutting the neighbor's tree all day, when the eighth galaxy is not independent I have n’t seen you treat them as your own. ”Woolf whispered,“ Human society knows no boundaries, it is easy for human society to lose its sense of hierarchy, stagnate development, and fall into some kind of social 'claustrophobia'. It may not be a good thing ... This is the principle that Lin Jingheng understood when he was 14 or 15. Do you still want me to teach it? A neglected neighbor may not be a bad thing for the alliance that has just recovered from the postwar period. Our biggest at this stage The enemy is this new type of interstellar terrorism of the Freedom Legion. "

When Wang Ailun heard him mention Lin Jingheng again, he felt uncomfortable, and felt that Woolf was pitiful. No matter how decisive he was, he had to be affected by physiological factors and the body ’s blood and energy were insufficient once he got old. It's easy to become slimy, and this will definitely remind me of the old feelings of rotten sesame seeds.

The "old feelings" of these people, just like the cockroaches, managed to get rid of it cleanly, and after a while they revived and returned.

Wang Ailun thought, "It's not over."

But he didn't talk back to Woolf, and looked at Woolf's look. He retreated and said with emotion: "Yeah, Jingheng ... Jingheng is indeed a genius rare for a century. I have never seen it again. The second person, like him, can create miracles forever. After 16 years, he can still re-gather the Silver Ten Guards. If he is a comrade in arms, people can breathe a sigh of relief when he hears this name. And he is actually in the Rose. My heart has gone like this, with affection and righteousness, and I have been reflecting for a while now, Marshal, when the seventh galaxy retreated, did he do too much, if he is still in the alliance, it can still be used by us ... "

Woolf exhaled softly: "He doesn't call it 'love and righteousness', Ellen, he may have love, but at most one ounce, one sip, how can you be seen? He just wanted to It just bowed its head. "

"The situation sixteen years ago, if Lin Jingheng was not trapped in the eighth galaxy, and the news was not well informed, if the Silver Ten Guards were not too strict in their declaration of freedom and blocked on the road, if Lin Jingheng saw the list of forbidden fruits early, then he was then We will definitely make a shot, let us people lose our reputation, let the alliance die completely. The people admire a powerful military leader, and the Central Army follows him with care. The interior of the Armed Forces is already divided, and Hope may not be willing to be him. Although the glory group has occupied the first galaxy, it is also trapped in the first galaxy, and it is not difficult to solve them-even Lin Jingying, it is likely that he will go underground because of him to avoid confrontation with him. Instantly, the future destiny of mankind is tied to the fingertips of Lin Jingheng. We are fighting against heaven. If we don't want to lose everything, we must bear him out. "

"Now it's different. Now that the alliance and the Central Army are entrenched, the war is over. Lin Jinglian is just a heartbroken anti-social criminal. He can pass the tide, and can only acquiesce in this result." Wang Ailun lowered his head even more. Humble, "still you know him."

"I tell you again that since Lin Jingheng stays silent in the heart of Rose, he will remain silent for the rest of his life. For at least one generation and two hundred years, the eighth galaxy and the alliance will still break the bones and ties. The era of big navigation predicts that a small change in five years and a world-wide change in ten years will make the eighth galaxy changeable. So as long as the soil is suitable, why ca n’t the alliance be okay? Everyone is safe, threats and retreats. Is n’t that bad? ”When Woolf said this, his eyes once again showed a terrifying light, nothing like the appearance of a thirty-two-year-old, and his thoughts were very clear. He could n’t hear anything at all. I couldn't think of it, "Allen, people can have ambitions, but they can't be too inflated. You must know restraint!"

Wang Ailun said sincerely, but the fingers behind him were slowly tightened, his fists clenched.

Woolf stood on crutches, and Wang Ailun stepped forward to help.

At this moment, Woolf moved his nose and murmured, "The smell of black tulips ... my 'night queen' is on?"

Wang Ailun's orbicularis muscle contracted slightly, and soon returned to the original shape, and said without changing his face, "Ah, is there?"

"It's the night queen's opening, and the night queen's blooming, it's time for him to die." Woolf said, "Is Beilin repaired? I'm going to see him and go tomorrow."

"Lin Shuai?" Wang Ailun asked inexplicably. "Marshal, isn't Lin Shuai's death day a matter before the glorious legion has returned to Votto? Our little ceremony this year was held in the Angel City fortress, and you have forgotten Are you there? "

The frightening light in Woolf's eyes was again dim and dim, and he looked at Wang Ailun blankly for a while, then it seemed to be struggling to recall: "Well ... yes, the angel city fortress ... it is so strange ... strange , What am I talking about and confused again? "

Wang Ailun seemed to laugh unwillingly: "You, every day, there are too many things to consider every day. I think the questions are from the entire interstellar society. These little things are my job, you remember, I am not Are you unemployed? Come, pay attention to your feet, slow down. "

The lights in the Marshal's House slowly dimmed. Only the street lights and peripheral decorative lights were still on. Wang Ailun took care of Woolf as he fell asleep and left on his own. It was now close to midnight-Wang Ailun lived in Wool Husband's house so that he can be called on call.

But after the Alliance Central regained Votor, Wang Ailun was no longer Woolf's personal secretary, and he was then the General Secretary of the Alliance Parliament. Previously, this position has been controlled by the Eden Management Committee. The previous secretary-general was still a member of the Gordon family and married the first beauty of Votor. Even if the generals of the Military Commission met with the highest eyes, they would be courteous. However, in his busy business, he still didn't forget the old marshal. He ran to the marshal's house every three minutes. Occasionally, the military committee's unscrupulous stupid man regarded him as the little secretary.

Wang Ailun determined the driving route, the car automatically drove to the air lane, and walked back at a constant speed. A voice sounded on his personal terminal, with an unnatural mechanical husky sound, and a voice changer: "'Old Lion King' How to say?"

"The old Lion King's fangs are crumbling. I don't think he can tear raw meat. What can I say?" Wang Ailun smiled coldly. "He wants to appease the snake next to his pillow, pretending they don't exist. Again To play the game of "friendly neighbors" is like it was not him who ordered the grassroots era. "

"No surprise at all," said the voice in the voice changer, "but it's nothing, after all, it's a person buried in the ground, don't worry, Allen-friendly neighbors are friendly neighbors, 'friendly neighbors' sooner or later Normal diplomatic relations, if not, we will make one for him. Independent galaxies cannot always be a seamless egg. "

The haze flashed on Wang Ailun's face.

At this time, the person in the voice changer asked again, "How about, my 'night queen', does he still like it?"

Wang Ailun's expression eased, "Ah, that is indeed a little miracle ... how did you do it?"

The person in the voice-changer smiled a bit, the sound was harsh, hoarse and mechanical, he could not hear men and women at all, but the man smiled, and there was a lingering tail that could not be masked, curling his ears curlyly: "Surgery I have a specialization. You big men, what are you thinking about in the mind every day, such as missiles, mechas and other cold things, never caring about the people inside, as if the personal quality in space warfare is insignificant. I do not have the ability and your military commission The military industry directly under the competition can only buy weapons if you want to defend yourself. I just like to have a little gadget. But then again, before you realize the automation of war, should n’t someone also command me? Then we will have a good cooperation, Secretary-General Wang. "

The corner of Wang Ailun's mouth moved slightly, and the word "Secretary-General" moved him. In his own car, he finally revealed his greedy greed.

After the Serbian star was abducted by interstellar pirates, the number of users of secret opium chips actually began to rise slowly with its surrounding asteroids and nearby artificial space stations.

Previously, opium was considered an illegal substitute for Eden, and with the Alliance's propaganda, most people knew it was a drug and would not dare touch it. However, when the asteroid was abducted, they found that there were actually pirates of the Free Legion around them, and those who had injected the chips were often the "elite" who seemed to have the most energy, self-discipline and emotional stability.

This is completely different from the "drug addict" in the usual impression.

At that time, the artillery fire of the pirates of the Freedom Army was outside the atmosphere. Many starships that had just fled to outer space were shot down, but many people on the ground didn't feel much. The pirates who "captured" them only controlled the asteroid The administrative and military institutions are very good to the ordinary people on the ground. They also apologized door-to-door and left a small gift. Many people were vaguely aware that they had been abducted, and then ran into the starship sloppily. He was let away again because of the silver ten guards.

A statement quietly centered on the Serbian star, spreading out, saying that the Free Army was beaten as a "pirate", which is actually a conspiracy of the alliance. "Opium" is not a drug, but an upgraded version of Eden, which can promote human evolution. It is the government that does not allow the emergence of uncontrollable evolutionary people.

"Look, master." A researcher-like white lab coat opened a huge interstellar thumbnail to show Lin Jingying. All human activity areas above were colored, from white to pink, red, crimson, red-brown, etc. Wait, gradually deepen, and finally get closer to black. The darker the color, the higher the opium penetration rate. "A small number of white areas are where the penetration rate of the first-generation chip is less than 3%, and dormancy and anticipation are needed for the time being. More than 8% will form a certain atmosphere in the local area, 8% is a very magical number. We found that once this threshold is exceeded, the speed of chip popularization will increase by a leaps and bounds. Red-brown is where the penetration rate exceeds 30%. More than 30% often means that we have actually controlled this place, and the black area is that the region has two or more chip people. People in this area have voluntarily joined the order of our free ideal country. It is our citizens who can replace the permanent chip-this is the ideal state. At present, the areas that enter the ideal state are in relatively marginal areas. I think we have not For a period of time, you don't have to rush to expand the black area, and focus on the areas of rose red and above, so that as many places as possible are dyed red-brown, which is safer on the one hand, and it can also bring more More economic benefits. "

Lin Jingxi nodded absently, his eyes fell on a pure white area-the Independent Eighth Galaxy.

"Your family hasn't taught you. Can't you be a man forever?"

"Dash, do you have to come here to kill me!"

The man's voice kept echoing in her ears, and Lin Jing's hand dangled suddenly tightened, and her nails were embedded in the meat.

The pure white eighth galaxy, the star on the star like a curtain.

Mr. Lu now wants to put a sign on the door and write the words "No Pickup".

Lu Bixing is a typical extroverted personality—the difference between extroversion and introversion is not in terms of lively conversations or good at dealing with interpersonal relationships, but whether the way the person draws spiritual energy is outward or inward.

In his carefree youth, he was always curious about everything and was willing to contact and communicate with all kinds of people. Even during his most painful and crazy sixteen years, he was forced to become restrained and restrained. He The way to draw energy is also extroverted-for example, letting him take responsibility and taking everyone to work together is much better than letting him think alone in the middle of the night.

But no matter how extroverted, you can't relax in your ears.

Since the Silver Ten Guards collectively watched General Lin's mysterious home for a while, Lu Bixing did not take the opportunity to be alone with Lin Jingheng-on the first night, due to Lin Jingheng's indulgence, these fox generals were very high. With so few guest rooms, Zhan Lu had to get dozens of sleeping bags and wrap them into hot dogs one by one. At a glance, the home was like a bakery display stand, and could not speak a thousand words, so he had to give up temporarily.

It took some time to kill the gang, and the next day, Turan came alone again.

Sixteen years ago, the anesthetic in the elevator was a thorn in Turan and Lu Bixing's heart. For so many years, he had been stuck there in his throat, and then he looked back at the mixed feelings. Lin Jingheng personally accompanied them to drink half a dozen spirits. Lan said everything that should be said and shouldn't be said. After lingering for so many years, he didn't vomit, and when the thorn was pulled out, it was full of blood, which made people feel anxious when they touched it—fortunately there was Lin Jingheng The living painkiller accompanies speechlessly.

However, the sting was gone, and the wound would one day stop bleeding and one day heal.

The Silver Ten Guards are Lin Jingheng's brothers and brothers, and acknowledging the relationship in front of them is a happy thing for Lu Bixing, and Turan took the initiative to come to him to resolve the knot, which is also a good thing.

As a result, on the third day, Huang Jingyi, who rushed back to the star, ran with her classmates.

On the fourth day, Dr. Harden paid a separate visit. The old doctor was very careful about his son-in-law's plan, so he talked endlessly in circles, and talked about Lu Bixing alive.

On the fifth day, Thomas Yang took the entire silver third guard and unsolicitedly sought to communicate with the engineer 001 Star Ocean.

The sixth day ...

Ten days later, Lu Bixing finally went crazy.

That night happened to be the night before the weekend. Lin Jingheng returned home on time as usual, and received a message from Lu Bixing, saying that he received several alien government workers at a hotel in the center of the Galaxy. Lin Jingheng gave a "beep", the general manager did not need to report to him what he did. Someone wanted to say the address in such a detailed way that it clearly meant to let him pick it up.

So Lin Jingheng quickly arrived at the designated place. A service robot told him that the reception banquet was over. Mr. Lu was a bit drunk and opened a room upstairs to rest.

As soon as he arrived in the room, the door opened automatically as soon as he put his hand on the door—Lu Bixing's locked room door always gave him special permissions.

But the voice-activated lights on the porch didn't turn on, while Lin Jingheng adapted to the dark environment, he asked, "Are you awake? Would you like to go home again ..."

He didn't finish talking, and suddenly heard the wind, Lin Jingheng stepped back, but the electronic door behind him closed automatically. The next moment, he was pressed against the door.