The major general's trumpet is my white moonlight [Interstellar]

Ye Lan recognized the owner of the voice almost instantly, raised her head vigilantly, and saw the man who had been waiting here at a glance.

The same voice, the same expression, even the daunting and dangerous aura in the eyes are very similar.

However, it had a completely different face from that of Duke Chelman seen at the reception banquet.

"Remember my name?" The man kept a sculpture and the same faint smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes, and there was even a chilling coldness hidden in his eyes.

"Min Han..." Ye Lan's lips trembled slightly, revealing a name that even felt strange to him.

It's his mental chip that remembers the name!Repeated over and over, intent on making a desperate indictment through his glands and his lips.

"Don't be so afraid of me," Min Han approached him step by step, his dark blue pupils were as empty as a bottomless pit, "I am your relative."

Hearing this answer, Ye Lan suddenly smiled, with sarcasm in her eyes, and said the two words in a mocking tone: "Dear one?"

Min Han was not moved by Ye Lan's tone at all. He walked to the dusty cabinet and took out a copy of "The 3026 Revision of Federal Military History" from the few remaining books that had been damaged. Slowly opened it and read: "Admiral Kamo, who disappeared in 1516. His whereabouts are unknown. He was deemed an accidental death by the military department."

"Marshal Riemann, died in 1745, assassinated by Zerg spies."

"Marshal Yan Chu, who died in 2014, fell into the hands of the Imperial Army and committed suicide by taking poison."

"Lieutenant Colonel Chu Ye, who died in 3025, was found to have helped the subject escape, and was eventually hanged."

……

At the end, Min Han slowly closed the thick book and put it on the table, but his narration continued: "Major Ye Lan, died in 3047, and was executed for betraying the Federation."

Hearing her own name, Ye Lan clenched her fingers and frowned slightly.What is he trying to say?

"Do you know what they have in common?" Min Han stared at him with those bottomless eyes, without emotions, desires, or appeals, but it seemed that he could see the shadows of the people he narrated.

"The end is not so good?" Ye Lan tried her best to keep calm, secretly observing everything in this reference room.

"That's just what your eyes see, it's just your wishful thinking." Min Han laughed, and under his gaze, he walked to the side of the experiment table with a huge container in the middle.

Ye Lan followed his gaze, and saw an old photo next to the test bench.

It was an old group photo, dated November 1502.

The two faces in the photo were so familiar that when he picked up the photo, his hands trembled uncontrollably.

Besides Min Han, there was another person on this photo, Admiral Kamo.

And this person...hasn't changed at all.Still the same as many years ago, the same appearance, still young.

Min Han didn't comment, and gently covered the airtight container with his palm, staring at the empty container with eyes like admiring a work of art, and his breathing gradually became rapid: "Every era will have its heroes, But that will all be a thing of the past.”

"Only my hero is as immortal as the glory of the Federation," Min Han bent his fingers, tapped the outer wall of the container with his finger bones, and muttered with a sigh, "He and I have created the glory of every era of the Federation."

"In the dark age of the federation, wars broke out everywhere. There was a president who saw his people living in dire straits every day. Even though the federation had so many excellent fighters, he still couldn't stop the strength of the enemy's army. At that time, the enemy's The weapon has been able to easily cut off the spiritual connection between the sentinel and the guide. He felt self-blame, guilty, and he felt incompetent, so he came to the military tower of the Federation, and he asked the researcher there if there was any way to stop everything "Min Han's narration gave Ye Lan a feeling of personal experience, as if all this was not just a cold story handed down.

"It's President Miro." Ye Lan, who is familiar with interstellar history, immediately knew who he was talking about. He was a president who existed in the same era as Admiral Kamo. It is said that he loved his people very much. , Admiral Kamo died of illness shortly after he became a general.All interstellar history books rarely describe that period of history, and there are no relevant records in various forums, and the following decades are almost all about Admiral Kamo's battle history.

"The military weapons researcher told him that it might be possible to implant a special chip in the human body to form empathy with mechas and even warships, to realize the complete transformation of spiritual power, to control the greatest warships, and to conquer the entire interstellar world."

Ye Lan's body gradually became cold, what kind of crazy idea is this?

"Sentinels and guides weren't born for love and bonding. That's ridiculous. Their awakened spiritual power exists for fighting. As long as there is a short sacrifice, a small amount of sacrifice, the vast majority of the Federation's people don't have to suffer anymore .So the president took the offer, put in all the support he could for military-industrial weapons research, and it was a bumpy process, but in the end, they did it.”

His narration was plain and far away, but Ye Lan felt sick in his heart.The warship he was talking about... is clearly the "Undead" owned by the Empire's so-called invincible Undead fleet!In the history of the Federation... there has been such an existence for a long time?

"What happened next?" Ye Lan couldn't help asking.

"Later, the president died of illness, but the people of the Federation finally didn't have to be bullied everywhere. With the efforts of Admiral Kamo and others, the Federation finally got out of the darkest years and ushered in the first glorious era. No Thinking of the fact that the new president took office, he demanded that all studies be stopped, and even his beloved Admiral Kamo, after discovering what he had done for the Federation, not only built a peace wall for that hypocritical president, but also One after another, help those locked up in the military tower try to escape."

"Later, he disappeared..." Ye Lan whispered, already vaguely guessing what happened afterwards.

"I connected all the organs of his body with the mental chip. As long as there is a mental chip, he will not disappear," Min Han looked at him meaningfully, "He is my most successful experiment. He can be like the top Sentinel matches the driving devices of battleships and mechas, but every match will weaken his body by a level. However, even if his body is too weak to stand up again, I can also take out his mental chip. He matched another intact body."

Ye Lan's body trembled, a kind of fear from the depths of his heart penetrated into his blood, almost making him unable to continue thinking and moving.

"He struggled and screamed in this closed container, and gradually became unable to make a sound until finally, he lost consciousness." Min Han's eyes flashed a painful look, as if he could empathize with the pain, "In this thousand years For 500 years, he died the same way over and over again."

"I call him the masterpiece of the Creator," Min Han stretched out his hand, touching his face ambiguously, staring at him as if looking at a beloved object, "Ye Lan, I'm glad to see you again."

The cold and terrifying voice overlapped the words that appeared in the dream.

Ye Lan raised her head abruptly, retreated tremblingly, but bumped into the experimental table behind her unsteadily, and knocked off the small container on the table.

Not surprised by his movements at all, Min Han slowly walked in front of him, wrapped his hands around the back of his neck, and stuck to his glands.

The moment the gland was touched, an electric current flowed all over his body, Ye Lan only felt that his body was gradually heating up, and the gland became extremely hot, as if expressing some kind of longing.

This is……

Ye Lan looked at him in disbelief, with undisguised horror in her eyes.

Impossible, how could it be possible to achieve a [-]% match rate with his pheromone? !

This feeling, like...combination heat.

The air is filled with the aroma of poppies, it is Min Han's pheromone, it is the smell that makes the pores of his whole body tremble.

"You are different from those fakes. You are a fetish that has lived more than 1000 years longer than normal people. No matter which sentinel is with you, it will age and die after two or three hundred years. But you, in a sense, Life is forever." Min Han leaned down, and his lips were only a short distance away.

Ye Lan instinctively turned her head away, fearful of his approaching.

For so many years, batch after batch of garbage has been disposed of in the basement of the military tower, but people have been locked up again and again in that closed container that has never seen the light of day.

27 years ago, Admiral Ye Lin entered the military tower for the final cleaning work. In that airtight container, what he saw was him after he had just been implanted with a mental chip, and he was forced to carry 500 years of memory.

His ability to empathize differently from ordinary people is the knife that once cut his skin, and the blood gurgling away.

"We are the ones who should be together, and we will always be together in the end." Min Han put his finger on him, gesturing through his clothes, "Don't try to take off the mental chip, it's already connected to your life, yes It maintains the breathing of every organ in your body. For example, here is connected to your heart, and here are the lungs..."

Ye Lan gritted her teeth tightly, enduring the unceasing cold from the bottom of her heart, and stretched out her hand tremblingly, trying to push him away, but under the influence of the glands, her body seemed to lose strength.

Min Han reminded him in his ear, and his breathing became heavy: "The chip connection cannot be reversed, you understand, if you lose it, you will not become the same as before, but will die temporarily. I will find you again, just Like every time in the past."

"You don't have to think about telling the federation. Selfish high-ranking federations won't sympathize with you, they will only be afraid of your existence," Min Han pushed him against the test bench, his voice full of excitement, "in the federation, no one will Accept your mental chip. In this world, there is no one like you except me."