Those who can read are writers [Interstellar]

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The empire has never conceded defeat.

Whether imprisoned or judged, whether the royal family is there or not, the empire is there.Among the remaining troops, there are still nobles who claim to be dukes and earls.

How could it be possible to admit defeat?He has been the master of the interstellar era for thousands of years, but he was directly torn off the altar, from the ruler of the master to the criminal who was criticized, and can no longer rely on his status as a noble and royal family to do whatever he wants.

This is fatal to people who are used to being on top.

During the decades since the federation was established and ruled the interstellar era, the great empire has been constantly looking for all kinds of troubles for the federation.

It's just that those news are all concealed by the federal government. The people enjoy a rare era of peace under the protection of the federal government, but in fact, anyone who knows a little bit of the truth will know——

True peace is still a few steps away, and there are still countless dangers.

When the danger broke out, everyone was still surprised.

Sangwen was in the office of the conference looking at the manuscripts for the preliminary competition in the official federal short story competition. Tu Weiwei sat opposite to Sangwen, and skillfully approved or rejected the manuscripts on the optical computer.

"The quality of manuscripts is getting higher and higher now." The old man said with emotion, "During the first competition, Karika and I sat in the office and looked at the optical computer. I went to an old robot factory and pulled an office-assisted robot over. What it wrote was no different from the first drafts I received. I couldn’t tell which ones were written by humans and which ones were written by robots. Monotonous data listing."

Tu Weiwei sighed: "It's not easy either. You have to know how much time it took people to make the things they wrote infinitely 'scientific' and 'useful' close to something written by a machine?"

"To be useful, to be suitable, to be most suitable for science, such days have passed for too long." Tu Weiwei dropped the optical brain in front of Sang Wen.

The above is a story that is obviously trying to express my feelings and write my own plot, but the details have a feeling of stiffness that the joints of the mecha have not been lubricated.

"The people who get up now are basically the younger generation. Their thoughts have not been polished by the empire and society for a long time, so they are not rigid. Those who are older have those data thoughts carved into their spines.

It’s like thinking that pink is only for girls, and boys should go to fight and play mechs. Some people have been unable to change it for thousands of years. It’s only been 20 years, and many people are still confused. . "

"It always takes time." Sangwen looked at the article in Tu Weiwei's hand.

The writing is still very serious, but it is no different from the texts that Sang Wen saw on Yuntu when he first came to the interstellar era.

[My father is a very good person and has always been my role model.

His height and physique parameters have always been among the best among fighters. For example, in the parameter calculation last year, the parameters of all fighters are... His father's parameters are... The calculation method of parameters can ensure the combat ability of a fighter to the maximum extent. Calculation, including the calculation of mecha combat ability and physical and mental strength, this calculation method was officially proposed by scientists in the interstellar calendar in 2095, and it spread immediately...

My father always took me to explore the deserted stars when I was young. We have encountered many dangers, but my father has always been strong.Once we...]

"In fact, he also noticed that something was wrong in the middle, and he worked hard to recycle it, and he collected a lot." Sang Wen calmly helped to look at the advantages.

Whether it is the evolution of thought or reform, it always has to be done slowly.When it is now lively and grand, you should also see corners where people can't keep up.As long as everyone moves forward, even those who cannot keep up are making progress.

That's great, even if it's only a little bit of progress, it may be insignificant to the times, but for this person, he has seen many colors that he has never seen before.

Literature is never useless.

"Yeah, the reason is like this, I also..."

Tu Weiwei was smiling at first, but he got stuck when he said this.

Sang Wen looked and saw that the old man seemed to be out of breath, with some bruises on his face.

He quickly waved his light brain and rushed forward, squatting halfway beside Tu Weiwei: "Sir? Sir? How are you?" While asking, he directly pressed the emergency contact button on the table, asking the medical team to immediately Come to the office to pick someone up.

Tu Weiwei took a few short breaths, feeling that some transparent shadows were flashing in front of his eyes, and some blankness in his mind swept his mind for a moment, and a feeling of nausea and nausea rushed over him.

"I'm getting old..." Tu Weiwei tried to comfort Sangwen, "It's just like this when you're old, and your physical fitness is not good..."

Sang Wen frowned, and the alarm bell sounded suddenly in his heart.

No, it shouldn't be like this.

Tu Weiwei is indeed old, and has not undergone anti-aging surgery, and has always been in a state of natural aging.

But the old man has always paid attention to maintenance and physical health. At this time last year, he was able to sit with him in a time particle spaceship to rescue Karika. Wei didn't feel any discomfort at all, and was still alive and well.

Until the medical team took Tu Weiwei to the Central Hospital, Sangwen realized that this time it was not easy when he saw that Tu Weiwei was still plugged into a breathing aid while lying on the hospital bed.

"Doctor, what's the specific situation?" Sang Wen looked solemnly at the attending physician in protective clothing.

The doctor at the Central Hospital is the doctor Tu Weiwei has been looking for all the time. He has a strong professional level and knows Tu Weiwei's physical condition quite well.

The doctor took off his protective helmet, but looked at Sangwen with a look of uncertainty.

He himself was also hesitant: "It seems to be shortness of breath caused by normal irregular work and rest... But according to normal logic and all previous situations, this kind of shortness of breath should not be so serious .”

After hearing this, Sang Wen sneered, "It seems?"

He raised his brows: "Are you a doctor or am I a doctor, are you here to 'seem' with me? It's not that you didn't see the state of the old man just now. His face was ashen. If there is a slight shortness of breath, I won't Standing here and you are obsessed with 'as if', he is not short of breath, he almost suffocated!"

"Editor Sang." The doctor waved his hand, feeling the same anxiety as Sang Wen.He has been in charge of Tu Weiwei's physical condition for many years, and he knows the importance of Tu Weiwei in the spiritual field of the interstellar people.No one wants Tu Weiwei to lie on the hospital bed now.

"I understand your feelings, but you also need to know that the old man's age is set here, he will soon be five hundred years old...

And when he was young, he had suffered too many injuries. After getting off the battlefield, he passed the line of life and death several times. It is already incredible that he can live to this age!His body is naturally sensitive to any changes, immunity..."

"Director! Director!" A little nurse rushed up from behind and interrupted Sangwen and the doctor's argument.

The little nurse's face was covered with sweat, her hair was also wet, and her expression was a little frightened: "The old man has a persistent high fever, his breathing is weak, and he already has a large rash on his body..."

"What?!" The doctor quickly followed the little nurse.Sangwen was left standing there with an unclear expression.

Tu Weiwei's state lasted for four or five days.

Tu Baba stayed in the hospital. In order for Tu Weiwei to feel better when he was sober, he brought all the things and decorations Tu Weiwei used to at home to the ward. Even Tu Weiwei didn’t know where it came from. , but the big tortoise that has been kept at the feet has been brought to the ward.

Sangwen Hospital and the office ran at both ends, staring at the manuscript of the preliminary round. "The Distance" and a short-term matter were all handled by the optical brain. Tu Weiwei, who hadn't come to his senses, spoke.

"Grandpa... this is a new type of flu virus, it's not serious at all, it's just that you are getting old, so you have to suffer like this..."

Tu Baba rested his chin on Tu Weiwei's hand.

"All kinds of special medicines have come out. I think your condition has also eased, but why can't you completely recover..."

Tu Baba rubbed the old gentleman's hand.

"You are old because you are old, but our days will be long... If you don't wake up, how can I find my brother... If you don't wake up, I will directly stew you, a turtle... "

Sangwen's optical brain communication rang at this time.He glanced at Tu Baba, went out, and picked up the communication.

The other end of the optical brain communication is Hai Xixi.

Ms. Hai Xixi has always been shrewd and capable, and her voice has always been calm.However, at this moment, Hai Xixi's voice was obviously trembling and Sangwen could detect the despair.

"...Sang Wen." Hai Xixi called him that.There is some confusion in the tone.

Sang Wen was keenly aware of how bad things were.

He responded softly: "I'm here, what's the matter, you speak slowly, I'm listening."

Hai Xixi braced herself, her voice changed from a choked voice to that of a rational and strong female president negotiating.

"I know you are still a child, and you are only a little over 40 years old this year. I think when I was in my 40s, I was still having conflicts with my family and ran away from home...but you are so powerful, you are a good boy ...

There are many things that I shouldn’t say to Sang Wen, who is only 40 years old, but I have to say it to the chairman of a meeting, the editor-in-chief of "Far Away", and the most trusted literary leader of the Federal President. "

"...I'm ready." Sang Wen leaned against the wall of the hospital, and the cold wall behind him felt cold on his back through his clothes.

Hai Xixi told the truth.

"It's not flu. Sangwen, this is not a new type of flu, this is a germ warfare."

"The threatening letter from the empire has been placed in front of Kentine, and they have explained everything clearly, a campaign of overt conspiracy, a bacterial battle of a diffuse nature, high fever, rash, difficulty in breathing, this kind of We know the trick, right?"

Yes.

No wonder at the very beginning, a sense of déjà vu came over me.

Only then no one noticed.

"Haiyunxing...the disaster evacuation event." Sangwen replied.

The Haiyunxing disaster event has only now revealed its true colors.

It turned out that this was just a prelude. Decades later, the original virus was improved and fused, and made a comeback again.

"The meaning of the empire is very clear." Hai Xixi took a deep breath, "The chief cannot let them live, but the emperor can."

If you want to survive, you have to accept the emperor's gift again.

Otherwise, the proliferation of germ warfare will not stop until the day when the entire interstellar era is full of dead people.

The author has something to say: Let's start with the last climax!End the countdown!

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