imperfections

Lin Jingheng should have been close to his hometown, but the heart of roses is not "close to his hometown" for him - he doesn't know if there will be any changes in that mysterious wormhole area after more than 20 years, and he doesn't know that time and space are chaotic. Can Liu send him back to the original place... Anyway, judging from his personal life experience, things always have to be a little different from expectations.

Since he woke up to the present, in the fourteen Votto years, he has traveled too long a distance, almost straddling life and death. By the way, he has developed excess patience, thinking that there is a long road ahead, so he is not too anxious Have this "timidity".

The result is "no long-term worries, but near-term worries".

For a while, Lin Jingheng's mind went blank, and when he came back to his senses, he found himself blurting out as if sleepwalking: "You...what's wrong with your eyes?"

"When passing through the wormhole, it caused a little blood pressure instability, it's nothing," Soothing Agent No. [-] replied calmly, like holding a puppet's string, commanding Lu Bixing. He even smiled calmly and restrainedly, "Welcome back, General."

It was as if for him, Lin Jingheng just came back from a business trip for a week, and walked into the meeting room through the back door with his luggage.

Before Lin Jingheng's bursting emotions had time to burn, he encountered the cold air head-on, stepped on the ground, and fell into the ice cave.

What would it be like to meet again after parting?

When he saw Woolf again, he had mixed feelings and emotions; when he saw Lin Jingshu, he was thrilled and full of emotions.Thomas Yang of Silver [-] received an unexpected call, and yelled at the remote communication key of the transition point. At this time, all the old Silver Ninth Guards behind Lu Bixing were all red-eyed.

Only Lu Bixing was calm and composed, with an indescribable sense of strangeness.

"Sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet," Lu Bixing looked away from him, took a panoramic view of several armed forces gathered at the edge of a galaxy, and showed a standard diplomatic smile on his face, "I am the independent government of the eighth galaxy The person in charge, Lu Bixing, our galaxy expedition team accidentally discovered an active natural wormhole area when exploring the unknown universe area, rushed in, unexpectedly came to the first galaxy, and came out unintentionally to disturb your friendly exchanges, but our A person happened to pass by, and was blocked by everyone, so he had no choice but to come out and say hello."

There were too many surprises on this day.

First, Lin Jingheng, who seemed to have opened the "Infinite Life" plug-in, appeared with ten silver guards, and then an unknown armed force emerged from the "Heart of Roses" in the restricted area, whether it was the "eighth galaxy" or "passing through the natural wormhole area". ", can shake the jaws of a thousand people, compared with it, even "terrorists kidnapped a planet" is not sensational enough.

If it weren't for the random missiles flying here, media workers from all over the world would have to squeeze in, and it would be no problem to hang their headlines for a year.

After a long while, a general of the Central Army said, "The eighth galaxy is independent...government?"

"The eighth galaxy self-destructed at the Interstellar Rail Transit Point and cut off from the Alliance. An independent government was established and a new independent calendar was adopted," Lu Bixing said, "This general, what's your name?"

"I am Will Duke, the former commander of the Central Army of the Second Galaxy, and I am now on a mission to suppress bandits on the border of the First Galaxy."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, General Duke," Lu Bixing nodded, "If there is a chance to have normal diplomatic relations with the alliance, I hope to invite you as a guest."

"You...the Alliance never admitted..."

Lu Bixing interrupted him politely: "General Duke, 'independent government' means that we declare complete sovereignty, complete territory, and the alliance are two equal regimes, we are not an 'autonomous region' of your land, no Recognition of the Union's legal system does not require Union recognition."

All people under the age of three hundred and born in the new ephemeris era have no concept of "country" and "sovereignty" in their minds. Even pirates from outside the territory subconsciously position themselves as "anti-government armed forces". The great dream of "Empire of Glory" also chose Votto as the place of dreaming.

General Duke was blindsided by this treacherous confession, and was speechless for a moment.

Lu Bixing glanced down at his personal terminal, and there were less than 10 minutes left for the best effect of soothing agent No. [-] in his body.

In these 10 minutes, his reason was still able to overwhelm everything. Lu Bixing carefully assessed the current situation - the focus of the field at this time was of course the Silver Ten Guards. , Troops that can stir up storms while lying in the ecological cabin, the legend has not changed for 300 years in the new star calendar, almost a bit of mythology.

But the home court is indeed the Union Army.The strength of the Alliance Army is about the sum of the Pirate Freedom Legion, the Silver Ten Guards, and the Eighth Galaxy Self-Defense Force. The mecha models are a bit old in Lu Bixing's opinion, but they are the ones who control the entire alliance.If it weren't for the fact that the pirates had kidnapped innocent people as hostages, the alliance officials would have had to make a gesture of avoiding the rats, so they wouldn't be entangled by these pirates.

Compared with the first two parties, the military strength of the Pirate Freedom Corps is relatively amateurish. After all, their specialty is sabotage.The danger of these people is that they are crazy, reckless, and chip drugs can corrupt any group of people from the inside. If they do not solve the "opium" problem, this kind of planetary security personnel will rebel against the water, causing people from a planet to be kidnapped. ...But that's not about the Eighth Galaxy either.

As far as the alliance is concerned, the local central armies of Lu Xin's old department supported half of their country.

Lu Bixing glanced at Woolf in the corner of the communication screen. This old man who had risen to the pinnacle of power and represented the "Declaration of Freedom" probably didn't know that the forbidden fruit database was restored by him, and the share that could pull Woolf from the altar The list that came down is in his hand.

Maybe the old marshal will have other explanations for this matter, but the forbidden fruit system shows that Woolf was on the forbidden fruit list long before the accidents of the two owners of the White Tower. Seeing his adopted son Lin Wei destroyed in the Garden of Eden, Lu Xin framed in the Garden of Eden, Lin Jingheng recalled by the alliance self-destructing Great Wall——

What will Lu Xin's old subordinates think of this matter?

Are they inclined to think that Woolf is already a dog of the management committee?Or are you willing to believe that the old marshal did not collude with the management committee, but just hooked up with the anti-Ukrainian society outside the region?

Lu Bixing and Wulf stared at each other for a moment, then smiled at each other inexplicably, thinking: "I can unload half of your country now."

But someone must not want him to do this.

Lu Bixing sighed silently, and said slowly: "About 40 years ago, there was a lady who was a well-known scholar, but because of changes in her family, she was forced to flee to the eighth galaxy - the place where her husband once fought. ..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present knew who he was referring to, Lin Jingheng trembled in his heart, and suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Her husband is said to be familiar to all of you. I heard that his grievances seem to have been cleared. He died under the conspiracy of the Garden of Eden Management Committee. The reason why the Management Committee turned against him was because he had been thinking Looking at the eighth galaxy outside the Garden of Eden." Lu Bixing paused, and seemed to spread his hands helplessly, "In our remote village, less than half of the population is empty-brained, and everyone has never seen what the Garden of Eden looks like, including me. We are not as highly educated as you are, and we are separated from civilized society for hundreds of light years. This is the status quo. It is the greatest wish of that general during his lifetime to allow the eighth galaxy to have equal rights. To me, this is The last wishes of the ancestors of the fathers."

Woolf understood what he meant, and stood there in a daze.

The Central Army was also silent. For a while, countless pairs of eyes were fixed on Lu Bixing's face, hoping to see the shadow of his parents from his face.

General Duke of the Central Army stammered, "You...you are..."

Lin Jingheng: "..."

He knew that the one-eyed eagle was unreliable, but he didn't expect that old Persian cat to be so unreliable!Didn't he make an appointment that he couldn't say anything even to death, so he was kept in the dark and kept away from disputes for the rest of his life?

And what is Chief Edward doing? Why did they push Lu Bixing to the fore?

Lu Bixing: "Zhan Lu, it's time to say hello to everyone."

The voice of artificial intelligence sounded from the mecha behind him: "Long time no see, everyone in the alliance—sir, I thought that everything about you would be the same as General Lu Xin, and it would only stay in my database from now on. Chance to see you again."

The voice that once dissipated at the edge of the seven or eight galaxies made Lin Jingheng's eyes a little hot, and he closed his eyes gently.

Zhan Lu continued: "I compared the genetic information of President Lu, General Lu, and Mrs. Lu to confirm that he is the child who was born in danger..."

Before Zhanlu finished speaking, Duke of the Central Army interrupted him incoherently: "You report the comparison to me, you... are you really Zhanlu? But Zhanlu is not..."

"I can send it to your mech communication terminal," Zhanlu replied calmly, "Hello, General Duke, I remember that you and a few colleagues secretly made a bet while General Lu Xin was away, trying to connect to my spiritual network. , to test my threshold, because of my setting, I accidentally injured you that time, and I was very sorry that I was sent to the medical cabin for treatment due to a concussion, and I have owed you an apology for nearly a hundred years."

"Yes... I was still working as a personal guard for General Lu... At that time..." Duke, the commander of the Central Army, couldn't say a complete sentence for a moment, his lips trembling slightly, "He...he Are there any descendants? It has been so many years, none of us have done our duty, and we have grown up so much by accident...I'm sorry general...how are the eighth and eighth galaxies these years?"

"It's okay, but my ability is limited. At present, everyone is barely making ends meet. Thank you for your concern. I hope that one day, I can not disgrace my father's name." Lu Bixing said, "The situation in the active area of ​​​​the wormhole is unstable. To prevent the channel from changing, I am afraid we will be excused for the time being, and we will invite you to visit when the transition point is rebuilt in the future."

He gestured to the people next to him, and the mecha unit's back team became the front team. At the same time, the heavy armor released the docking track, and gathered up the tattered small mechas of the Silver Ten Guards.

This wild boy who doesn't know where he came from, took away the Silver Ten Guards as soon as he showed up, which is simply unreasonable.

Wang Ailun was about to call him to stop, but Woolf raised his hand and pressed his shoulder.

Wang Ailun was startled, and then he found that, led by Will Duke, the Central Army of Lu Xin's old department had collectively made way for a passage, and vaguely intended to block the pirates for them.

Lu Bixing stared closely at the docking track of the heavy armor, until he put the last small mech into his heavy armor, and he finally let out the breath that was stuck in his chest.

A small reminder flashed silently on the personal terminal—telling him that 10 minutes had passed, and the effect of soothing agent No. [-] was about to wear off.

"Withdraw," Lu Bixing announced blankly, "We will not stay in the heart of the rose, let the expedition team be the guide, open the passage, and we will return directly."

"Yes!"

"Oh, by the way, I will give you a gift at the end." Lu Bixing said, the command ship suddenly fired a missile, the range of which exceeded the longest range of the alliance army, and pointed directly at a pirate mech. Missiles are not uncommon on the battlefield. , the slightly longer range is just a little scary, and the frightening thing is that when the long-range space nuclear missile slipped out of orbit, all the surrounding mechs—whether the Alliance or the Freedom Army—did not receive any warning!

The target pirate mecha didn't have time to do any defense, and exploded into a ball of fire on the spot.

Lu Bixing said unhurriedly: "According to my observation, this pilot's aiming skills are not good. When you fired at the Alliance just now, he fired at my people. Although we are poor, we are embarrassed to take advantage of it." One of your missiles is cheap, so pay it back on the spot, goodbye."

After Lu Bixing finished speaking, he unilaterally cut off the communication, swaggered and led his team to the Heart of Rose, and disappeared in full view.

In a daze, he followed Lin Jingheng to board the heavy-armored Silver Ten Guards of the Eight-Galactic Self-Defense Force. He was shocked when he got off the mecha. Thomas Yang looked like a turkey who had never seen the world, and his eyes were not enough: "The air pressure balance speed of the mecha transceiver station It is one-third faster than the same heavy armor of the alliance. Awesome...Wow, this spare mecha, this orbit...is it true or not? Is this the eighth galaxy? General, didn't you say that the eighth galaxy's heavy armor back then Is A still captured from pirates, how..."

Poisson Yang couldn't bear it anymore, he stretched his legs, and kicked his brother on the back. Thomas Yang danced and staggered a few steps forward, held on to the wall of the mecha transceiver station, and was waiting to turn around to settle accounts, only to find out Lin Jingheng's expression was wrong.

Zhan Lu's voice came from the transceiver station: "Be careful, Captain Yang Wei."

"Hey, Zhanlu," Thomas Yang rubbed his nose, strolled back to the line in a casual manner, and pushed Dr. Harden's wheelchair, "Your 'new skin' is so cool."

"This is not my fuselage, captain of the guard," Zhan Lu said, "Because the cost performance is not high, the core function of my mecha has not been repaired, and now I am just an artificial intelligence for the chief's personal use."

"Chief?" Lin Jingheng raised his head.

"Yes, sir. President Edward died of illness ten years ago, and the current chief executive of the eighth galaxy is Principal Lu——in private, I still like this title."

"Where's Turan? Where's the one-eyed eagle?"

"General Turan, as the commander-in-chief of the defense of the eighth galaxy, was ordered to sit in the eighth galaxy. I think she should be waiting for us on the other side of the wormhole area." Zhan Lu paused, "As for the old Mr. The secret channel of the eight-star system was exposed. In order to resist the raiding pirates, he died in that battle and is currently buried in..."

Lin Jingheng didn't hear him finish, and there was a "buzz" in his head.

At this time, a group of guards who were in charge of escorting them came to the transceiver station, led by Lu Bixing's student Fighting Cock.

This silly big boy who likes to solve problems with his fists, when he saw Lin Jingheng like a mouse seeing a cat, he was always so nervous that he couldn't say a word, but now he has grown up, and the last trace of a boy's arc on his face is gone. Showing a clean and neat mandible line, it seems to be a little taller than before. With firm eyes, he saluted Lin Jingheng: "General, please come to me. The safety cabin that passes through the wormhole is at the bottom of the heavy armor..."

Lin Jingheng interrupted him suddenly: "Where is the command center?"

cockfighting:"……"

"Sir," Zhanlu said, "We are about to arrive at the wormhole area in the Heart of the Rose. Although the expedition team has achieved some results in the research of wormholes in recent years, there is still a lot of risk in walking through it. I need you..."

"Get out of the way!" Lin Jingheng pushed away the guards standing in front of him.

The ten silver guards who were left behind looked at each other in blank dismay. They had never seen such a gaffe of their own generals.

Thomas Yang blinked his eyes: "Oh, yes, the Chief Lu said just now that he is the posthumous son of General Lu Xin, isn't that the general's..."

Poisson Yang looked at him with caring eyes for the mentally retarded.

"...Brother," Thomas Yang said innocently, "Why are you staring at me again?"

The structure of the heavy armor is similar, and Lin Jingheng can find the command center without someone leading the way.

All the staff here are in good order, ready to go through the wormhole, and are undergoing final adjustments. Most of the heavily armored space army soldiers are new faces, but they are obviously experienced in war, and they are not newcomers who have just been pulled out of the military training base. This Eighth Galaxy Self-Defense Force only showed its face superficially, and it could be seen early that it was no longer the stragglers and rogues that were put together randomly.

Old people, some are old, some are gone.

For more than ten years, a huge object was caught off guard and fell in front of the unprepared Lin Jingheng. For the first time, he felt the cruelty of time.

It seems that even the air smells different.

Lu Bixing's cold and unpredictable face kept flashing before his eyes.

The chief is gone, and the one-eyed eagle is gone. How has he lived for so many years?

How did he learn to hide his emotions and anger, and how did he grind the eighth galaxy into such a picture?

He... has he tried to find someone to talk to for comfort?

In the end, this question flashed through Lin Jingheng's mind, and then he ruthlessly pushed it away.

For decades, he has fought life and death with fate, rarely fearing, but at this time he dare not face up to this problem.Because it was like two knives hanging on his heart. If he answered "yes", one end would fall down, and if he answered "no", the other end would fall down again. No matter what, there was no whole body.

Zhanlu chased him and chattered about something—only he remained unchanged, babbling nonsense as always.

Guards and staff came over and tried to tell him about the dangers of going through the wormhole.But, who can stop Lin Jingheng?

The countdown to the approach of the wormhole kept ringing in the mech, but Lin Jingheng turned a deaf ear and rushed into the command center.

In the command center, the secretary was still the one used by Chief Edward back then. He was unreliable and liked to listen to gossip, and his temples were gray.He had already put on his space suit, and was buckling the safety rope on his body with his hood on. When he saw Lin Jingheng, he pointed without saying a word——

On the second floor, the door to the chief's office was closed.

The effect of soothing agent No. [-] came like a gust of wind and retreated like a tide. Lu Bixing was completely numb now, his body was like a dull machine, and he was vaguely delirious. He locked himself in the office, as if trapped in a In an inexplicable dream, I couldn't remember where I was, and was randomly manipulated by the mechanical hand protruding from the medical cabin.

The office door opened suddenly, and he slowly raised his head, staring blankly at the man walking towards him, motionless.

At this moment, the mech arrived at the space-time turbulence area, and the imitation gravity system suddenly failed, and everyone's feet were off the ground. Lin Jingheng staggered, lost his balance for a while, and floated to the door while grabbing the door panel.

Lu Bixing's pupils shrank suddenly, he rushed forward instinctively, and grabbed him——