imperfections

Zhanlu came back with Lin Jingheng.

In fact, there are many sycophants in the eighth galaxy. In the past, no one dared to touch the bad head of the chief. After General Lin came back, "repairing the alliance's first mecha" was naturally put on the agenda under the active promotion of some sycophants. How to maintain Zhanlu? Reducing costs on the basis of original functions has become a carnival for technical experts in the engineering department.

Today's Zhanlu is the fourth experimental subject, still the former image of a soldier with flaxen hair and short hair, following behind Lin Jingheng, "No. [-]" is not stable except for the mental network, no matter in appearance or behavior, it is basically the same as before It's the same.

They went home a little earlier, because according to the Watteau calendar, this day was Lu Xin's death day. Lin Jingheng left a few hours early, took a detour to the central square, and sat under the stone statue for 10 minutes.

As the core of the eighth galaxy, Yinhe City is used to seeing dignitaries, so it is not surprising. Lin Jingheng is notoriously not talkative, so when he saw it from a distance, no one came to bother him.In the surrounding streets, people and vehicles were separated, hurrying, and as usual, Lin Jingheng realized that no one knew what the meaning of this day was.

Firstly, the officials of the eight galaxies have not publicized it. Secondly, the two calendars of the "Votau calendar" and the "independent calendar" are too different. After the eighth galaxy cut off contact with the alliance, the Votto calendar was completely abolished. For several years now, no one here has counted league time.Maybe some old people from the Liberty Alliance Army who had worked with Lu Xin in the early years still remember, but these people are now the backbone of the eighth galaxy, and they are scattered on various planets to take on important tasks.

Lin Jingheng has always been difficult to get used to the independent calendar. When he first came back, the time had to be reminded by his personal terminal, and the year, month, and day were often confused. If someone mentioned the independent year X month X day, he could quickly convert it in his heart For a moment, I am most afraid of hearing words such as "last year" and "X years ago".

... If someone came to ask him "Gui Geng", the commander might have to shoot him.

There is no resistance to promoting the new calendar among the local residents, because those who live on the natural planet have long been accustomed to having two sets of timekeeping methods—the official one, and the other according to the rotation and revolution cycle of the local planet.

The former is just a yardstick, similar to the common language, and the latter should be followed in daily life, like a dialect spoken in daily life.

Only people who have been in space all year round will get used to the official calendar.

Lin Jingheng has always kept two sets of calendars in his personal terminal. To this day, his first reaction is always Votto time.

How a person uses a calendar is as trivial as which foot he likes to put his shoes on first, but the hidden things behind this trivial matter are much more complicated than the two calendar systems.

Lin Jingheng never told Lu Bixing about Watoli. At first, he was afraid that he would think too much, and later, he was also afraid that it would affect his position as the chief executive.

The eighth galaxy and the alliance are separated by a natural barrier. Lin Jingheng always thinks that the two sides will be in a balanced stalemate for a long time in the future-each has his own.

But he didn't expect things to change so quickly, so fast that he hadn't had time to let Lu Bixing get used to him completely, and he hadn't had time to kill the nightmare beast that man dreamed back at midnight.

All of a sudden, all the questions he'd been putting off before were in front of him.

What kind of relationship will the eighth galaxy and the alliance have in the future?

What attitude should he and the Silver Ten Guards use to face the alliance?

What is the attitude of the [-] million refugees from the alliance?

What is the attitude of the native residents of the eighth galaxy?

If one day, there is a conflict of interest, who should compromise?

Will the alliance and the eighth galaxy meet each other one day... as if both sides are fighting for their own positions and compatriots?

When the time comes, how will those people who secretly use Wattori deal with themselves?

Lin Jingheng lit a cigarette and was stunned for a while. When he came back to his senses and stuffed it into his mouth, the cigarette had burned out.

Because of the chief's own silence and laissez-faire, a fictional movie about Lu Xin was still playing on the three-dimensional screen of the shopping mall opposite the square.Lin Jingheng raised her head to look at the tall stone statue of Lu Xin, and suddenly felt that Lu Xin was here, like the eighth sun, praised by everyone, with too many halos to see clearly, but few people could approach him.

Lin Jingheng threw the cigarette butt into the cleaning robot with its mouth open, turned around and went home, feeling a little lonely inexplicably, and remained silent all the way.

"Sir," Zhanlu told him when he was almost at the door, "Dr. Harden is here."

Lin Jingheng knew it, and said "hmm" without looking back.

Zhanlu added: "Principal Lu and Dr. Harden were talking in the living room, but now the living room has blocked me."

Although Zhanlu works as an electronic housekeeper, but because he is too smart and likes to participate in the owner's life, he will be blocked by the owner at some times and in some areas... especially at night.

But in broad daylight, blocking Zhanlu in the living room?

Doesn't President Lu want to serve tea and water to the guests himself?

Besides, all the guests at home are personal friends, no one will talk about military and political secrets, why block Zhanlu?

As long as the guest today is not the old Harden who is full of dentures, Lin Jingheng will soon feel that the color of the hat is not right.

Lin Jingheng stopped the hand that was about to push the door, and told Zhanlu: "Don't say I'm back."

Afterwards, Mr. Shuai, the eighth star system, walked half a circle around his own house, picked the backlit side, and nimbly grasped the window lattice to prop it up, like walking on flat ground, three times five divisions two from Climb outside to the second-floor terrace.

He is actually a journeyman who breaks through empty doors!

Zhanlu: "Quite elegant, sir."

Lin Jingheng: "Stop talking nonsense, come and open the door for me."

The humanoid Zhanlu pressed his hand against the wall, blended with the wall, and quickly disappeared. Then, the door lock on the balcony automatically popped open with a "click", and Lin Jingheng walked in silently. Popcorn was caught off guard and confronted him head-on. She was so frightened that she wished she could grow a thousand legs. She was about to run while rubbing against the floor, but was grabbed seven inches by the mechanical hand emerging from the floor and fixed in place.

In order to save space, the angle of the stairs is relatively large, and there is just a place above that can block people.

Just below is the living room.

Blocking the artificial intelligence is very simple, with authority, as long as the master says a word, Zhanlu will [-]% not eavesdrop.But if people are here, separated by a row of stairs and a door, they only need a very simple volume amplifier to hear what the people inside are talking about, and it can be realized by personal terminals.

When Lin Jingheng sat down, she happened to hear Dr. Harden's words: "...someone proposed to try using a biochip, but Jingshu insisted on refusing."

Lin Jingheng: "..."

As long as Lu Bixing wants to know, Dr. Harden really can't keep any secrets, but he really didn't expect that the "Harden Automatic Answering Machine" cooperated so happily.

Before Lu Bixing said the routine, even though he was mentally prepared, after hearing the sentence "irreversible damage", there was still a "hum" in his head.

Dr. Harden saw his staring eyes, and thought he didn't know how to evaluate Lin Jingshu, and continued: "But her thoughts are probably not the same as Chief Lu's. She didn't refuse to use the chip because it was dangerous. On Jingheng, she didn't know which level of chips to use for him, and didn't know how to face him. She hoped that Jingheng would always lie down in a vegetative state. At that time, Jingshu... should have admitted herself I don’t know this twin brother anymore, so she is afraid. The relationship between twins is more complicated, and they grew up dependent on each other since they were young. I think she sometimes regards Jingheng as part of her personality. He can die, he can be An unconscious specimen, but neither her nor the past can be denied."

There was a roar in Lu Bixing's ears, and the old Dr. Harden's words seemed to sound far away.

When talking about the Freedom Corps occasionally, Lin Jingheng didn't deliberately hide anything. After all, the Freedom Corps is now the number one terrorist organization in the alliance, and it is very likely that it will be their archenemy in the future.But his words are always lacking in emotion, restrained and objective, and the most talked about are the "opium chips" of hierarchical suppression and the expansion of the Freedom Legion.

The Silver Ten Guards who knew the inside story kept their mouths shut, so many people listened to it, leaving only the general impression that "the dictator and commander of the Freedom Legion is an old acquaintance".

Lin Jingheng didn't like to mention his past before, but if someone asked him, he would say a little bit.Lu Bixing vaguely remembered that Lin once talked to him about his sister, saying that she was quiet and well-behaved, she was happy or not in secret, and she liked to give gifts secretly, but she was too embarrassed to admit it.

Since when... did he deliberately avoid these topics?

Lu Bixing struggled to find his voice: "Zhan Lu...cough, all the information about Lin in Zhan Lu is after he was adopted."

"Yeah," Dr. Harden sighed, "I heard that you have captured Laura Gorden's message to the Anti-Uganda Council, and you probably know about the relationship between the two of them. Xiao...Lin Wei has never known how to face him These two children - you don't have this experience, I don't know if you can understand, political marriage, husband and wife live apart all the year round, the child is cultured in vitro by collecting cells, the same as the knot on the tree... In fact, the general cultivation center will require the parents to be in the cultivation process It is a mandatory rule to visit children regularly and establish a parent-child relationship through some activities and experiences. Parents who do not sign in on time may be deprived of custody rights. But those two, one is a senior member of the Military Commission and the other is the Lord of the White Tower. No one in the center can afford to offend, one sends his own soldiers, the other sends researchers, and they insist on not meeting each other."

Lu Bixing's heart seemed to be pinched by someone with tweezers, and the skin was pinched a little, but it didn't count, and he twisted it hard again——

"Fortunately, twins were popular in Watto's training center at that time. The two children can still depend on each other. If there is only one, I don't know what they will look like." Dr. Harden sighed, "Laura is My best student, but I still don't think it's right for them both."

On the stairs, the chameleon climbed down step by step and approached Lin Jingheng.

Lin Jingheng gave it a cold look, beckoning it to go away, but the stupid thing couldn't read people's faces, and its two stubby front paws caught the commander's legs, and soon turned into the same color as his trousers .Lin Jingheng grabbed it by the neck, picked it up and pulled it aside, the chameleon lay down on the stairs aggrieved, and turned into a wooden color again.

"...This is Lin Wei." Dr. Harden finally found a photo from his personal terminal with a pair of eyes that are not very easy to use. Lieutenant General Lin Wei looks much gentler, with a peaceful expression and calmness in his brows. At first glance, Lin Jingheng doesn't look much like him, except for his rare smile, "The Management Committee A secret agreement was reached with the Military Commission to conceal the fact that Laura Gordon, who was in charge of the White Tower at the time, had betrayed the alliance. Seriously injured, and has been rejecting the Garden of Eden since then, abusing drugs and hallucinogens, is it considered an untimely death?"

Lu Bixing asked softly, "Didn't you mean a political marriage?"

"Political marriage was proposed by the management committee, but it was Lin Wei who took the initiative to ask for Laura. Laura...Laura is too deeply influenced by me, and she is very extreme on some issues. She probably thinks that marrying him is the same. It was one of the compromises that the management committee had to make. I don’t think even Laura knew that Lin Wei had such deep feelings for her. Thinking about it now, Lin Wei’s death actually changed a lot of things.”

The cold and distant asylum is also asylum. The twins who lost their father were forcibly separated. One grasped a sharp weapon without direction, and the other pulled the hand of the devil. Marshal Woolf, who was about to retire, lost his last sustenance. The management committee broke up, and Lu Xin was involved because of the "forbidden fruit". The lesson was learned, and he was still unwilling to protect himself wisely, causing the alliance to destroy the Great Wall... They were tied together by fate one by one, and finally turned into a tsunami , flooded the eight major galaxies.

The two were silent with each other for a long time, and Lu Bixing said: "So...she imprisoned you on an asteroid, similar to a space prison...Doctor, do you mean that she wanted to kill Lin in the first place?"

Dr. Harden opened his mouth, he finally remembered what Lin Jingheng had asked him to keep secret, and changed his words abruptly: "General Lin won't let me tell you about the specific situation, this... He's back anyway, you can ask him."

Lu Bixing smiled palely, and patiently changed the subject: "Okay, let's not talk about this - I have read those books in ancient times, the ancient earth people are very interesting, people living on an asteroid, relying on appearance and Language can distinguish different ethnic groups and groups, and it is easy to identify who is a compatriot and who is an enemy. Protecting compatriots and fighting against enemies is a 'righteousness', as clear as engraved in genes... just look at it People are envious. Doctor, you have lived for 320 years, and you have been looking for an answer all your life. Can you tell me for reference? Have you found an answer? Where should I take the eighth galaxy, the rose heart wormhole On the day of the experiment, at the peak, there were 7.6 million people online at the same time, where should I take these 7.6 million people?"

Today's alliance is built on the ruins of hypocrisy and lies, and the Freedom Legion is built on graves full of bones.

What about Galaxy Eight?

A distant stone statue, and an even more distant declaration of freedom?

Dr. Harden was silent.

"Don't tell me about the unification of the alliance. I don't have the feelings and the ability," Lu Bixing said, "I can manage a small eighth galaxy like this... Besides, we have all seen the end of the unification of the alliance. Even if I If you really got lucky, how can you not repeat the same mistakes?"

"There is also the connection we have established with the frontier guards of the first galaxy through the Heart of Rose," Lu Bixing said, "To tell you the truth, for the past ten days, I have been trying to let people secretly destroy this communication platform every day, and I even want to Find a way to destroy the natural wormhole area like blowing up the jump point."

Dr. Harden sighed.

Lu Bixing warned in a low voice: "... Please keep these words secret, don't tell Jingheng."

Lin Jingheng, who had already heard it, lightly clenched the fist hanging by her side.