imperfections

Chapter 141

Votto.

After listening to Wang Ailun's long speech, Woolf first stared at him for a moment, then turned his face to the direction of the valley, and remained silent for a long time. Hanging, it seems to have fallen asleep.

But Wang Ailun didn't say a word, he didn't even look at him extraneously, he just waited quietly by the side.

The Secretary-General is a patient person. In the past few years, he has become more serious and less impatient. He obeys orders and strikes up a conversation at the right time. When Wulf asks him to speak, he will speak with reason. Whatever he wants to hear, he will say. What, if Woolf has any expression or action to make him shut up, he will shut up firmly-not only shut up, but also close his eyes and eyes, just like he has never been curious or expressive, just An artificial intelligence that looks like a human.

If Woolf really fell asleep in the middle of it like this, Wang Ailun could also take off the protective cover in the small pavilion in the middle of the mountain for him, cover the quilt, adjust the temperature and humidity, and arrange everything in the Marshal’s Mansion properly before leaving. Open, as if he just came to make a report of soy sauce. He is gentle, respectful and thrifty, cautious, and doesn't care at all that his "true knowledge" is neglected.

It is not easy for many mediocre people who think they are smart to restrain their desire to express themselves, let alone Wang Ailun, who is full of ambitions?Yet he did it seamlessly.

Woolf "broken" for about 5 minutes before he suddenly spoke. He said, "Don't think about the eighth galaxy."

Wang Ailun's eyes flickered slightly, and he explained softly: "Marshal, the alliance is unified and human beings have no borders. It has been 300 years. They suddenly claim to be independent. I'm afraid..."

"I know what you want to say," Woolf interrupted him, "You want to say that the gang of rebels in the eighth galaxy may have obtained the complete Nuwa technology, and they can freely travel through the wormhole, but Our theory in this area is still blank, and we have opened up the communication channel unilaterally, so we have no fear, dare to openly betray the alliance, and become an indefinite time bomb for Heart of Rose."

Wang Ailun pursed his lips: "I am worried about this."

"Alan, we managed to eradicate this layer of toxic soil, set things right, and replant the saplings, so we have to raise them well, instead of thinking about cutting down neighbors' trees all day long. When the eighth galaxy is not independent , I have never seen you treat them as your own people." Woolf said in a low voice, "Human beings have no borders, and human society can easily lose its sense of hierarchy, stagnate in development, and fall into some kind of social 'claustrophobia'. It may not be a good thing... This is the truth that Lin Jingheng understood when she was fourteen or fifteen years old. Do you want me to teach you now? A neighbor who is eyeing a tiger is not necessarily a bad thing for the alliance that has just recovered from the war. Our biggest at this stage The enemy is this new type of interstellar terrorism from the Freedom Legion."

When Wang Ailun heard him mention Lin Jingheng again, he felt uncomfortable. He also felt that Woolf was pitiful. No matter how he killed a decisive and powerful person, it turned out that once he was old, he would be affected by physiological factors. It is easy to become sticky, and this will definitely remind you of the old love of the pile of old sesame seeds and rotten millet.

The "old love" of these people is like a cockroach, it is hard to get rid of it with great difficulty, and after a while, it will revive and come back again.

Wang Ailun thought: "It's endless."

But he didn't talk back to Woolf, looking at Woolf's expression, he retreated and said with emotion: "Yes, Jingheng... Jingheng is indeed a rare genius in a century, I have never seen it again The second person, like him, can create miracles forever. After 16 years, he can actually gather the ten silver guards again. If he is a comrade-in-arms, people will be relieved to hear this name. And he is actually in the heart of roses Just leave like this, with love and righteousness, I have been thinking about it for a while, Marshal, did he do too well when the seventh galaxy retreated back then, if he is still in the alliance, he can still be used by us..."

Woolf breathed out softly: "He's not called 'love and righteousness', Alan, he may have affection, but at most it's just an ounce or a mouthful. How could he be seen by you? The situation is just down."

"In the situation 16 years ago, if Lin Jingheng hadn't been trapped in the eighth galaxy and was not well-informed, if the Silver Ten Guards hadn't been too strict with their declaration of freedom and was blocked on the road, if Lin Jingheng had seen the list of forbidden fruits, then he must have Will take action, let those of us be ruined, and let the alliance die completely. The people admire a strong military leader, and the Central Army will follow him. The enemy, even though the Glory Group occupied the first galaxy, they are still trapped in the first galaxy. It is not difficult to solve them - even Lin Jingshu will probably turn to underground activities because of him, so as to avoid confronting him. At that moment , the future destiny of mankind is tied to Lin Jingheng's fingertips, we are fighting against the sky, if we don't want to lose everything, we must bear the pain to get rid of him."

"It's different now. Now the alliance and the central army are solid, and the war is over. Lin Jingshu is just a mad anti-social criminal. His chance to turn the tide has passed, and he can only acquiesce to this result." Wang Ailun lowered his head even more. Humble, “You still know him.”

"Let me tell you again, since Lin Jingheng has kept silent in the Heart of Roses, he will also keep silent in his lifetime. At least for one generation, within 200 years, the Eighth Galaxy and the Alliance will still be close friends. The Age of Discovery prophesied that a small change in five years and an earth-shaking big change in ten years, the eighth galaxy can change, so as long as the soil is suitable, why can't the alliance? Everyone is safe and sound, threatening each other and retreating for each other. Is this not good?" When Woolf said this, his eyes once again showed a frightening light, he didn't look like a 320-year-old man at all, and his thoughts were very clear, and he couldn't hear anything just now. Feeling confused, "Alan, people can have ambitions, but they can't be too inflated. You have to know restraint!"

Wang Ailun sincerely said yes, but the fingers behind his back slowly tightened and he clenched his fist.

Woolf stood up with his crutches, and Wang Ailun hurried forward to help him.

At this moment, Woolf moved his nose and murmured, "The smell of black tulips...my 'Queen of the Night' is on?"

Wang Ailun's orbicularis oculi muscle contracted slightly, and quickly returned to its original state. He said without changing his expression, "Ah, is there any?"

"The Queen of the Night is blooming, and the Queen of the Night is blooming, so it's time for his death day." Wulf said, "Is the Forest of Steles repaired? I'm going to see him, tomorrow."

"Marshal Lin?" Wang Ailun pretended to be inexplicable and asked, "Marshal, isn't Commander Lin's death day a matter before the Legion of Glory returned to Votto? Our little ceremony this year was held in the fortress of Angel City, you forgot Already?"

The frightening light in Woolf's eyes was muddy and dim again, and he glanced at Wang Ailun blankly. After a while, he seemed to be struggling to recall: "Well... yes, the Angel City Fortress... there is such a thing... strange , How can I be confused again while talking?"

Wang Ailun laughed as if he had no plans: "You, you have a lot of things to do every day, and you think about too many things every day. You start from the entire interstellar society. These small things are my job. You remember clearly, I am not Are you going to lose your job? Come on, pay attention to your feet, and slow down."

The lights in the Marshal's Mansion were dimmed slowly, only the street lamps and the peripheral decorative lights were still on. Wang Ailun took care of Woolf to sleep like a filial son and grandson, and left by himself. It was almost midnight at this time——Wang Ailun used to live in Woolf Husband's house so that he can be there on call.

But after the alliance center recaptured Watto, Wang Ailun was no longer Woolf's personal secretary, and was then the secretary-general of the alliance parliament.In the past, this position was always held by the Eden Management Committee. The last secretary-general was from the Gordon family and married the first beauty of Watto.However, in the midst of his busy official duties, he still did not forget the old marshal, and ran to the marshal's mansion every now and then. Occasionally, some stupid idiots from the Military Commission would treat him as the little secretary.

Wang Ailun set the driving route, the car automatically drove to the sky lane, and walked back at a constant speed, a voice sounded on his personal terminal, with an unnatural mechanical hoarse sound, and it was another voice changer: "'Old Lion King' How to say?"

"The fangs of the 'Old Lion King' are crumbling. I don't think he can tear raw meat. What else can I say?" Wang Ailun smiled coldly, "He wants to appease the snake next to his pillow and pretend that they don't exist. To play the game of 'Friendly Neighbor' as if it wasn't him who ordered the eradication."

"No surprise at all," said the voice in the voice changer, "but it's okay, after all, it's a man buried in the ground, don't worry, Alan - friendly neighbors are friendly neighbors, 'friendly neighbors' will come sooner or later Normal diplomatic relations, if not, we will create one for him, the independent galaxy cannot always be a seamless egg."

A haze flashed across Wang Ailun's face.

At this time, the person in the voice changer asked again: "How is it, my 'Queen of the Night', does he still like it?"

Wang Ailun's expression eased: "Ah, that is indeed a small miracle...how did you do it?"

The person in the voice changer smiled. The voice was harsh, hoarse and mechanical, and he couldn't tell a man or woman at all, but when this person smiled, there was a lingering ending sound that couldn't be concealed, curling and tantalizing: "Shuye You have a specialization, you great people, you think about missiles, mechas and other cold things in your mind every day, and you never care about the people inside, as if personal qualities are insignificant in space warfare. As for me, I have no ability to compete with your Military Commission. The direct military industry competes, and if you want some weapons for self-defense, you can only rely on buying them. I just prefer to make some gadgets. But then again, before you realize the automation of warfare, don’t you have to command mechas and so on? Then we will have a happy cooperation, Secretary-General Wang."

The corner of Wang Ailun's mouth moved slightly, and the word "Secretary-General" moved him. In the car with only himself, he finally showed his ferocious greed undisguised.

After Serbia was kidnapped by interstellar pirates, the number of users of secret opium chips on it and several surrounding asteroids and nearby man-made space stations actually began to rise slowly.

In the past, opium was considered an illegal substitute for the Garden of Eden. Coupled with the alliance's propaganda, most people knew it was a drug and dared not touch it.But when the asteroid was kidnapped, they found that there were pirates from the Freedom Legion beside them, and these people who had been injected with chips were often the "elites" who seemed to be the most energetic, self-disciplined, and emotionally stable.

This is completely different from the usual impression of "drug addicts".

At that time, the artillery fire of the pirates of the Freedom Corps was outside the atmosphere. Many starships that fled to outer space at the beginning were shot down, but many people on the ground didn’t feel much. The pirates who “kidnapped” them only controlled the asteroid The administrative and military organizations in the country are very kind to ordinary people on the ground. They even went door-to-door to apologize and left some small gifts. Many people knew that they were kidnapped in a daze, and then ran to the starship in a daze. And he was let go because of the trouble of the Silver Ten Guards.

A theory quietly centered on the Serbian star spread, saying that the Freedom Legion was labeled as a "pirate", which was actually a conspiracy of the alliance. "Opium" is not a drug, but an upgraded version of the Garden of Eden, which can promote human evolution. It is the government that does not allow uncontrollable evolved humans to be produced, so that it deceives the people like this.

"Look, master." A researcher-like white coat opened a huge interstellar thumbnail for Lin Jingshu to see. All human activity areas on it were marked with colors, from white to pink, red, dark red, reddish brown, etc. Wait, gradually deepen, and finally close to black. The darker the color, the higher the opium penetration rate. "A small amount of white area is the place where the penetration rate of the first-generation chip is below 3%, and it needs to be dormant and hoped for temporarily. The rose red area is the penetration rate. If it exceeds 8%, a certain atmosphere will be formed in the local area. 8% is a very magical number. We found that once this threshold is exceeded, the popularization speed of the chip will increase by leaps and bounds. Reddish brown is the place where the penetration rate exceeds 30%. More than 30% often means that we have actually controlled this place, and the black area means that there are second-generation or above chip people in this area. People in this area have voluntarily joined the order of our ideal country of freedom. Being able to replace the permanent chip is our citizen - this is the ideal state. At present, the areas that have entered the ideal state are all on the edge. I think our focus in the future is not to rush to expand the black area, but to focus on Concentrate on rose red and above areas, and let as many places as possible be dyed reddish brown, so that on the one hand it is safer, on the other hand, it can also bring more economic benefits.”

Lin Jingshu nodded absently, her eyes fell on a pure white area - the independent eighth galaxy.

"Didn't your family teach you that you can't always hide your head and show your tail as a human being?"

"Bastard, do you have to come to me to seek death!"

The man's voice kept echoing in her ears, and Lin Jingshu's hand hanging by her side suddenly tightened, her nails embedded in her flesh.

In the pure white eighth galaxy, the starlight on the morning star is like a curtain.

Director Lu really wants to hang a sign on the gate with the words "no customers" written on it.

Lu Bixing is a very typical extrovert personality - the difference between extroversion and introversion does not lie in whether his speech is lively or not, nor is he good at handling interpersonal relationships, but whether the way this person absorbs spiritual energy is outward or inward.

In his carefree youth, he was always curious about the outside world and willing to communicate with all kinds of people. Even in his most painful and craziest 16 years, he was forced to become restrained and restrained. The way of energy is still outgoing-for example, letting him take responsibility and lead everyone to do things together is much better than letting him think about it alone late at night.

But no matter how extroverted people are, their ears can't be idle for a moment.

Ever since the Baiyin ten guards came to watch General Lin's mysterious home for a while, Lu Bixing didn't take the opportunity to be alone with Lin Jingheng. On the first night, because of Lin Jingheng's laissez-faire, the gang of meerkat generals stood up. There are not so many guest rooms, so Zhanlu had to get a dozen sleeping bags and wrap them one by one into hot dogs. Looking at it from afar, the house is like a bakery display shelf.

After finally dismissing the group, Turan came alone again the next day.

16 years ago, the anesthetic in the elevator was a thorn in the hearts of Turan and Lu Bixing. It had been stuck there like a stick in the throat for so many years. Looking back, Lin Jingheng personally drank half a dozen spirits with them. I said everything that should be said and what should not be said. After holding it in for so many years, I couldn't vomit quickly. When the thorn was pulled out, it was full of blood, and it hurt people to the touch - fortunately, Lin Jingheng was still alive. The painkillers accompanied me silently.

However, the thorn is gone, and the wound will stop bleeding and heal one day.

The Silver Ten Guards are Lin Jingheng's siblings, and it is a happy thing for Lu Bixing to admit their relationship in front of them, and it is also a gratifying thing for Turan to take the initiative to seek him out.

As a result, on the third day, Huang Jingshu, who rushed back to Venus, came along with a few of her classmates.

On the fourth day, Dr. Harden visited alone. The old doctor was very cautious about Nuwa's plan, so he talked endlessly in circles, and Lu Bixing was literally sleepy.

On the fifth day, Thomas Yang brought the entire silver third guard and came to talk to engineer 001 uninvited.

Day [-]...

Ten days later, Lu Bixing finally went crazy.

That day happened to be the night before the weekend, Lin Jingheng returned home on time as usual, and then received a message from Lu Bixing, saying that he was receiving several government workers dispatched to aliens in a hotel in the center of Galaxy City.Lin Jingheng gave a "tsk" sound. The chief executive didn't need to report to him for any work. Someone deliberately gave the address in such detail that he was clearly asking him to pick it up.

So Lin Jingheng quickly arrived at the designated place, and a service robot told him that the reception banquet was over, and Chief Lu was a little drunk, so he opened a room upstairs to rest.

As soon as he arrived at the room, as soon as he put his hand on the door, the door opened automatically - Lu Bixing locked the door, which always reserved special authority for him.

But the voice-activated light in the porch was not on. Lin Jingheng asked while adapting to the dark environment, "Are you awake? Do you want to go home and..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard the wind, Lin Jingheng stepped back suddenly, but the electronic door behind him closed automatically, and the next moment, he was pressed against the door.