imperfections

Lu Bixing felt that he had a big upside-down dream, there was no plot, it was just that in the dream, he seemed to have returned to the time when he was young and he was surrounded by involuntary things, his limbs were tied by invisible ropes.

He feels that he is a person who is not too extreme or persistent, and has a little briskness in his nature that can go with the flow. No matter what happens, he always has a way to let himself think a little bit more, and he is not good at digging into a dead end, so he rarely does it. Such a beastly dream.

In the dark, it seems that there is something urging him uneasy, to wake up quickly, wake up quickly...

Lu Bixing struggled, suddenly, something seemed to fall behind him, and he was free. Lu Bixing turned his head and saw that what bound him just now was a huge stone monument, which fell down suddenly and turned into dust on the ground. He was a little horrified. I don't know what this means, but I didn't have time to think about it in my dream, so I instinctively ran forward——

Bright light pierced his pupils, and his feet fell to the ground.

The medical cabin has already repaired his split nails, and neutralized the anesthetics that he had not fully metabolized. It stands to reason that his body is in the best condition, but for some reason, Lu Bixing felt his heart beating very fast, and his chest That little space was not enough, his heart was pounding here and there, and his chest was so tight that he wanted to vomit.

"Ms. Lu... Teacher Lu is awake!"

Lu Bixing suddenly raised his head and found himself in the ground command post of Galaxy City.

"Ms. Lu." Turan appeared in the communication video in front of him. She seemed to be in a moving mecha, with a gunpowder look on her face.

As soon as Lu Bixing saw her, the fragmented memory immediately became clear, the veins on his forehead twitched violently, and the clay figurine was somewhat earthy, not to mention that he was more cultivated, not really temperless.

But he was still not used to swearing at people, so he just stared at Turan coldly.

Turan didn't know where to start, and when she opened her mouth, she subconsciously avoided the main point: "When the refugees were evacuated just now, the mech where the commander-in-chief was in had a glitch, and he entered the medical cabin due to a concussion, and the medical cabin was treating him. A full scan revealed a tumor in his brain..."

Lu Bixing frowned: "Is it serious?"

"Fortunately," Turan's voice was very soft, almost a little downcast and cautious, his demeanor was not like that of a female general, but like a little nurse on the first day of work. I'm getting old, I'm afraid I'll be bedridden for a while, I hope you can act as chief temporarily..."

Turan actually used honorifics, and Lu Bixing felt a "thump" in his heart, and interrupted her: "How long have you put me down? The chief is back, what about Lin?"

Turan was dumbfounded.

Lu Bixing and her stared at each other for a moment, then stood up abruptly. At this moment, in the communication video, Turan's mech issued an alarm: "Energy warning, energy warning——"

"Captain of the guard, their back road is blocked, and they are going to jump the wall in a hurry. They may want to break out of the encirclement by force!"

"Turn your mother!" Turan, who was speaking softly just now, suddenly changed his face, showing blood, "Pirates don't die, you die yourself!"

"Captain, a quarter of a sailing day away, the pirate vanguard is rushing towards us."

Turan didn't know how to face Lu Bixing. The sudden emergency almost saved her life, and she immediately devoted herself to the battle without distraction: "Got it, prepare firepower, the Fourth Army—Foucault leads people to guard the jump point '573'..."

Lu Bixing stood up, pushed away the guards who were following him, and directly used his authority to recall all the command exchanges recorded by the command center.

He glanced at the chaotic battle reports—a large number of refugees from the Seven Star System entered the country, Lin Jingheng ordered to detonate the transition point...the coordinates of the secret channel that had never been used were leaked, and the pirates of the Anti-Black Society descended from the sky...

The Anti-Ukraine Society came too fast. When they broke into the secret channel, there were only two small patrol teams, the Weasel and the Cyclops. There were only 28 small mechas and two medium-sized mechas in total. These two patrol teams were about to invade Those who waited for 10 minutes to wait for reinforcements, almost all lost contact now...

In order to block the way of the pirates, on Saturday he took the patrol team he was in charge of, a total of fourteen mechas, broke into the pirate camp, and used his own mecha to detonate the secret channel...

Lu Bixing's reading speed has always been like a superman, but at this time, he clearly knows all the words, but he can't understand the meaning at all.

He had to hold back the words and analyze the subject, verb and object of the sentence word by word——

The one-eyed eagle...lost contact.

Saturday... detonated the secret channel...

detonated...

detonated...

So, what about Lin Jingheng?

"Teacher Lu!" The guard grabbed him.

Lu Bixing seemed to be a dead artificial intelligence. After struggling twice, he couldn't get rid of the guard's hand, so he subconsciously smiled politely at the guard.

The guard was scared out of his wits by his smile: "You...do you need a tranquilizer?"

Lu Bixing thought in a daze: What can I do?I have to do something.

"No sedatives," he said in a low voice, as if he didn't know what he was talking about, and he just answered incoherently following the voice of others, "Chief... Didn't the boss ask me to temporarily... What did the boss ask me to do temporarily? "

Turan on the other side of the communication video didn't dare to look at him, so he had to order: "Fire!"

The anger of the entire eighth galaxy seemed to be pouring out following her order. The pirates trying to break through hit the head and immediately dodged in the opposite direction instinctively. They were blocked by Foucault who was waiting there. The sandwich cake between the gunfire.

Doesn't it mean that the elites of the eighth galaxy have almost folded?

Didn't it mean that there are only recruits recruited from the people in a hurry?

The pirates who were accidentally trapped in the Eight Star System probably couldn't figure it out until their death, why these people who came from local hooligans and wished they couldn't even read a word before enlisting in the army could be banned like the regular army.

To be able to act like a desperado, fighting with his life as if there was no way out.

"Mr. Lu, you..."

"Get me to the engineering department." Lu Bixing finally found a clue with great difficulty. He was like a child who walks at night and is afraid of ghosts. He held a flashlight and just focused on the road under his feet. , not even daring to take a second glance, "Please pay attention to the engineering department, it's me, please help me to confirm whether all the refugee starships have landed, if not, contact each base and let them land nearby immediately, centralized management, twenty Within hours, the entire galaxy will be banned from space. Please use the key of the communication channel of our army's internal personnel as a benchmark. All UFOs that cannot pass the key will be marked and shot down. Since the eighth galaxy is a closed environment, a The pirate mechs can't be let go either."

"Connect to the social security management department." Lu Bixing gestured to the guards, and the social security management department quickly connected.

Lu Bixing: "Give me an approximate number of the number of refugees from the seventh galaxy."

"Ms. Lu, roughly estimated that there are more than [-] million people."

"Okay," Lu Bixing nodded, "Give me a personal information collection and entry plan as soon as possible. After the air ban is lifted, I will start this work immediately. At the same time, I need you to provide more than three alternative resettlement plans for subsequent discussions. .”

The guard said tremblingly, "Mr. Lu, you really don't need to rest..."

"The chief asked me to represent him in his position. I can't lose the chain," Lu Bixing said flatly. He held this sentence, as if he was holding his golden rules, life principles... and also like holding a life-saving straw. "Is the person in charge of the financial and planning department injured? If not, please come to see me immediately. The emergency closure of the eighth galaxy means that we can only be self-sufficient in the future, and our own economic ecology is fragile. An extra [-] million people..."

When he said this, he seemed to have finally opened his mind. He felt that the entire eighth galaxy was weighing heavily on him. There were too many things to consider and solve, and he could hardly sit still. Lu Bixing took a deep breath and suddenly Stand up: "Don't follow me, please give me something refreshing, strong tea, coffee, soothing agent... anything."

The sudden incident in the eighth galaxy brought about a series of chain reactions. Lu Bixing didn't even have the time to sit down and take a sip of water. He spun around in various departments, mobilizing everyone in a daze. Follow him, Focus on the problem at hand as if nothing has happened.

until twenty hours later.

The bombing of the jump point on Saturday was timely, and most of the main pirates were intercepted. The engineering department and the angry self-defense army joined forces to wipe out all the people who broke into the eighth galaxy. Completed the task within.

"Teacher Lu." The communications soldier called him.

Lu Bixing turned to one ear, and on the other ear was a headset for contacting the conference room next door: "What?"

"The captain of the Turan guard replied that the pirates have been suppressed..."

Lu Bixing didn't wait for the communicator to finish speaking, and ordered like a habit: "Got it, clean up the battlefield, don't let the wreckage leave a safety hazard for the inner channel of the galaxy, and the prisoners will be escorted to the first prison, and report our casualty list as soon as possible."

When he said this, it seemed that a small stone suddenly fell in his heart, and there was a "click".

Lu Bixing vaguely realized something, raised his head blankly, and exchanged a glance with the communication soldier with complicated expression.

Submit our casualty list...I always feel like there is a monster hidden in this sentence.

He thought: Did I forget something?

"Mr. Lu, Captain Turan Guard wants to talk to you."

Lu Bixing nodded, and Turan appeared in the command post's communication video again.

She took off her hat. Turan's hair was naturally thin and soft, and the short hair was a little collapsed under the pressure of the military cap. This was the reason she hated short hair.In the past, General Lin could not understand her wasting time on such frivolous things. He always criticized her personal image and forced her to cut it short, but probably not in the future.

Even if she grows her hair down to her heels in the future, no one will say she looks like a mermaid.

Turan's eyes were bloodshot and his lips were chapped. Twenty hours later, he met Lu Bixing face to face again.

Then Turan pressed the military cap on his forearm, and put it flat on his side: "Mr. Lu, we have received accurate information. The team that blew up the jump point has been wiped out, and we have collected the wreckage."

Lu Bixing's eyeballs moved slightly nervously.

Turan: "Mr. Lu, I'm sorry, I..."

"Oh," Lu Bixing nodded slowly, like a robot with a rusty neck, "Got it, you mean Saturday, weasel, and..."

Who else is coming?He had just seen it, but couldn't recall it.

"And... and the one-eyed eagle."

Lu Bixing was startled, and suddenly opened his eyes wide in bewilderment.

Turan said the name, and simply broke the jar: "There is one more thing, I didn't have time to tell you, General Lin accidentally lost contact with us during the retreat, and when the pirates from outside the territory suddenly invaded the eighth galaxy, We have received news that Zhanlu in your family has died."

In the command post, everyone held their breath, nervously waiting for the necessary reaction for landing, fearing that he would collapse, and prepared to pounce on him immediately and stuff him into the medical cabin.

But after waiting for 5 minutes, Lu Bixing did not respond. He still maintained his original posture, and even calmly told another meeting room in the headset: "Sorry, wait for me a moment."

During these 48 hours, everything that happened was destructive enough to tear a person's spirit apart, but they all happened together, and a bed of nails was woven. People lying flat on it, on the contrary, are temporarily unharmed because of the uniform force.

... As long as he doesn't move around, doesn't think deeply, and doesn't break this delicate balance.

Turan suspected that he didn't understand her words at all in this state, so in line with "short-term pain is worse than long-term pain", she simply pointed out: "Mr. Lu, the coordinates of the secret channel have been exposed. We infer that General Lin and the others are probably retreating." On the way, I was accidentally ambushed by the Anti-Ukraine Society..."

Lu Bixing interrupted her suddenly: "Wait, what did you just say? Zhanlu died?"

Turan opened his mouth.

Lu Bixing stood up as if sleepwalking: "How can he crash at this time? There are many things that need to be dealt with by him, I have to go and see."

After speaking, he turned around and left like this.

Turan quickly winked at the communication soldiers next to him: "Still in a daze, the medical cabin is here!"

The communications soldier ran to adjust the medical cabin, and the others were wondering whether to knock the acting chief unconscious, when they saw Lu Bixing who was striding out before he reached the door, the whole person shook suddenly, and unconsciously grabbed Clinging to the door frame, still unable to maintain balance, he just knelt down, and his knee hit the floor heavily with a muffled sound.

"Teacher Lu!"

"It's nothing, suddenly my feet are soft..." Lu Bixing whispered as if talking to himself, "It's so strange."

He grabbed the door frame and tried to get up, but then fell back, and he became a strange muscle weakness, his hands and feet were as stiff as puppets, and he couldn't move those joints no matter what.

"I'm sorry," Lu Bixing said inaudibly to the person who came to help him, "I don't know what's going on..."

Turan couldn't bear to cut off the communication.

From this day on, the long cold winter of the eighth galaxy began.

The hope of relying on external material support has been cut off. Refugees need to be resettled, and the people are becoming more and more panicked.

As the economy in the galaxy became more difficult, all social conflicts broke out in a blowout manner, and the resistance of the aborigines to refugees reached its peak, and they even started small-scale armed conflicts with each other.

The Self-Defense Forces were exhausted to put out fires everywhere, and in the process, the stockpile of nutritional needles approached the cordon.

The keen descendants of smugglers in the eighth galaxy immediately noticed that something was wrong, and the currency that had just been circulated among the people was boycotted again, and the market degenerated back to the stage of bartering.

Then, a large number of counterfeit and shoddy nutritional needles were manufactured by some "smart people" and flowed into the market. The market order was once again dealt a devastating blow, and the grain reserves were in short supply.

The eighth galaxy has experienced the era of Prince Gloria, and it is the only place that has experienced the pain of hunger in the past ten thousand years. Nutrient injections and nutrient ointment are government credit. On this closed isolated island, turbulence and unrest keep coming and going.

For the next few days, Lu Bixing was exhausted every day. He had to report to the command center on time, and he had to keep his mind quick, emotionally stable, and organized. He had to shoulder the burden left by Chief Edward. Contrary to the previously amiable style of life, he began to act both hard and soft, and even a few times, he let go of armed suppression.

After get off work, he would go home alone, close the door, and cut off all communication except for urgent official summons, ignoring anyone.

At the gate of "General Lin and Engineer 001's Home", two dancing robots were rusted and left unattended. They have become two piles of scrap metal. The lawn robot was wet by rain one day, and the program went wrong. It would only be in one place every day. Going around in circles, one side of the small courtyard was completely devoid of grass, and the other was towering like a haunted house.Lu Bixing didn't care about it and didn't repair it. He went in and out every day as if he didn't see it. When the weeds grew on the gravel road, he stepped on it himself.

Turan was always afraid that he would die alone in that room without saying a word, so he sent guards to patrol the surroundings every day in fear, and peeped with infrared rays at any time to see if he was still alive.

A month later, Chief Edward, who was bedridden, was finally discharged from the hospital. That day Lu Bixing happened to be on a business trip in an alien planet, and Turan came to pick him up from the hospital.

As soon as she entered the door, she felt a chill in her heart - because she met several doctors coming out of the chief executive's ward.

In the era of medical automation, there is only one situation that requires human doctors, that is, machines and fixed procedures cannot handle it.

"Captain of the Guard," Chief Edward had already changed into casual clothes, tidied himself up, and looked as if he was about to be discharged from the hospital, "It's been a difficult time, you've lost weight."

"I haven't lost weight, and my body fat rate has dropped a little." Turan said, "I have added some training volume to myself recently."

The boss looked at her unexpectedly.

Turan: "I'm actually quite lazy. I used to treat routine training as my job. I didn't understand the general. I thought, if I were the boss, no one would care about me, no one would stipulate my training volume, I would definitely train every day. How cool it is to be in the command center and give orders with your legs crossed, watching others sweat profusely."

"now what?"

"The biggest enjoyment every day now is going to the training ground, because when you are training your physical fitness, your mind will naturally go blank." Turan smiled wryly, and then asked, "Chief, I just saw a few doctors go out from here, why don't you okay?"

"Sit." Chief Edward nodded to her, but asked instead, "How about doing it?"

"Not so good," Turan sighed, "I asked that little White to secretly find out what he does when he is free. White said that he was trying to repair the Zhanlu system that was backed up at his home, and he would do it when he was free. , go to sleep in the medical cabin on time every day, use medicines to precisely control when he sleeps and wake up, and keep in the best condition. He has never asked about General Lin’s whereabouts, and he has never asked whether his father has any last words, secrets The investigation report on the cause of the leakage of the channel coordinates has been sent to him for more than ten days. The system shows that he has read it, but he doesn't mention a word, he doesn't pursue responsibility, and he doesn't mention how to deal with Saturday's incident. I have forgotten about him, and now I have nothing to ask him to make up his mind, so I dare not talk to him."

Chief Edward said: "When he comes back, give him time to come and sit with me. I may not have much time."

Turan: "It's not... just a brain tumor, isn't the operation already..."

Chief Edward said calmly: "My gene chain has a 'Pop' reaction, and the brain tumor is just a precursor."

In this day and age, there seems to be nothing that the medical cabin can't solve. Even if you break your spine and lie down for a while, you can come out alive and well. As long as you don't die on the spot, it seems that you can save it no matter what.But humans will still age and die.

Just like light, love and the universe, death is eternal and immortal. Every time people think that they are about to defeat death, they will soon find that there is still a long road ahead.

And after one mountain, there is often another mountain.

It's like "Popper Response".

No one knows when this reaction will appear. At first, it is often a small problem, but soon, the gene chain will begin to collapse completely and irreparably, whether it is organ replacement, stem cell transplantation, or gene scissors therapy... …all to no avail, the patient's body seemed to be under some sort of curse.

Turan: "But you are not yet old enough for the genetic chain to collapse."

If you don't look at the face, the chief is actually not that old, he is just stuck in the middle-aged age. If it is a peaceful and prosperous age, he should not have retired yet, and he has a lot of time to kill.

But his life was a life with direction but no hope, a life of belief and ideals, a life where he was torn up and down, and almost died of the rainbow virus.

The chief fell silent.

Turan said in a low voice: "Are you all discussing to fight the pick together? It can't be like this, Chief, he can't bear it. You are too aggressive."

The chief's sunken eyes suddenly became wet: "Then let's do our best, captain of the guard—General Turan, I will try my best to live a little longer and give you an extra ride, but you also have to be prepared."

Three days later, Chief Edward announced that he had recovered from his illness and returned to work. The first thing Lu Bixing did after returning from a business trip was to take a long vacation with him.

"I've arranged the handover of work. In case of urgent business, you can summon me at any time. I'm at home anyway. I don't go anywhere. I can come here in a few minutes." Lu Bixing said in an orderly manner, "Ask for leave The main reason is that I want a complete period of time to repair the Zhanlu system. You know, there are a lot of valuable information in Zhanlu's database, which is the most cutting-edge technology of the pre-war alliance. We need these things too urgently, and there are Zhanlu In the future, after we re-open the transition point, we can use his connection with the main body to contact General Lin and the Silver Ten Guards immediately, which is also a guarantee of safety."

The chief opened his mouth, not knowing how to respond.

Lu Bixing pulled out the leave request from his personal terminal, pushed it into the chief's personal terminal, signed it for him, and said with a little self-mockery: "I used to brag to Lin and not make drafts. I said I could rebuild the Zhanlu mech. Give me A laboratory, I can even copy the Garden of Eden... I really don't know the heights of the sky and the earth. This time I came into contact with the core things, only to realize that our place is a backcountry after all, and it is far behind the most cutting-edge technology of the alliance... Okay, you come back Alright, I'm busy."

"It must be done," the chief stopped him, and said with difficulty, "Some...some things are irreversible by manpower. We have no choice but to accept it."

Lu Bixing's ears automatically filtered out the words he didn't want to hear, and he turned a deaf ear and walked out without stopping.