The Empire's First Fleet is defeated, and the calm, beautiful, undefeated First Commander Shen Que is severely injured, becoming a frail invalid.
Even more shocking news arrives:
Th...
Back to Messiah... huh...
The tragic scene of Pei Ji hugging him and wailing, "You can't go back to Messiah——" suddenly emerged in Shen Que's mind.
He coughed lightly: "For now... I don't have any plans for that."
"Please tell His Majesty not to worry."
Ever since he read her message but didn't reply last time, Carolina almost stopped sending him private messages, as if she had lost all hope.
Chu Yang nodded, "I will tell His Majesty that you are in good condition now."
After two seconds of silence, Shen Que asked again: "Why did you come to Baisha Star?"
He was actually not good at small talk, but given the difference in status between him and Chu Yang, and his respect for him as a soldier, it should be the other party who ended the conversation.
After all, the person in front of him was the former first commander of the empire.
In the year 2100 of the Star Calendar, there was a tide of insects and beasts that nearly destroyed the empire.
It was he who commanded the fleet for more than ten years on behalf of the cowardly and incompetent emperor, buying humanity a little breathing space.
It was a horrific battle.
The Ikaros system lost nearly a third of its habitable planets and nearly half of its population.
It was not until Carolina took power and the first 3S mecha came into being that the Empire finally began the road of resistance and drove the Zerg back to the Eden system.
Although there were minor frictions along the border afterwards, the only real Zerg swarm was the battle commanded by Shen Jue in 2155.
But he killed it before it crossed the secondary boundary line.
Nowadays, Chu Yang has long since retreated to the second line. Although he is still a member of the Imperial Court Council, he hardly cares about political affairs.
The former commander smiled graciously.
"I have sponsored several welfare homes in Baishaxing. I happened to organize a free clinic recently and came to see the children."
Charles: "Mr. Chu Yang and two professors were originally providing free medical services at another nearby welfare home, but they heard the explosion last night and became very worried, so they rushed over."
Hearing this, Shen Que's eyes darkened, but he didn't say anything.
Chu Yang suddenly said, "I originally thought I might be able to help, but now it seems that I don't need to."
"Admiral Pei can handle it alone." Victor continued, "Hasn't he returned yet?"
Hearing Pei Ji's name, Shen Que felt a slight itch mixed with dull pain coming from the swollen gland at the back of his neck.
The thought "Why hasn't he come back yet?" filled his head again.
It's really annoying.
Chu Yang caught the fleeting look of affection in Shen Que's eyes and seemed to find it very fresh.
"Do you care about him?"
Shen Que didn't react immediately: "...What?"
"The young lord."
The tips of Shen Que's ears turned slightly red: "Ah... a little..."
"After all, it's my husband..."
The other two professors looked at each other.
Is this a little bit? This is a billion points!
Chu Yang smiled meaningfully and said nothing more.
The three of them exchanged a few words and left.
Shen Que saluted again until Chu Yang's back disappeared.
He paused for a moment and walked towards the door.
The sand was heated by the sun.
Shen Que stood in a shady spot, watching the round-eared, palm-sized gerbils digging holes in the sand.
It's so nice... The cave must be full of the smell of sand...
After realizing what messed up things he was thinking, Shen Que's face turned a little redder.
This blush added a touch of charm to his white jade-like face.
It's like the finest cold jade that has been worn for a long time, and has taken on a bit of human color.
Barely suppressing his desire for Pei Ji's pheromones, his scattered consciousness gradually returned to the dream just now.
Barren planet, Zerg, syringe...
He was sure this was a scene he had never dreamed of.
Mental power is connected to consciousness deep within the brain, and perhaps its sudden recovery awakens true memories.
The picture freezes on the last pair of military boots.
That person gave him a very familiar feeling... Who was he...
And mental power.
Shen Que bent down and tentatively placed his palm against the sand.
The new spiritual power trembled and stretched out its tentacles, slowly extending out, touching everything it could perceive.
Gerbils, holes, children playing, teachers talking, knights stationed around...
Suddenly, his mental power seemed to touch a dense barrier, and the hard touch pierced him unexpectedly.
Shen Que retreated for a moment.
At that moment, a large number of mental tentacles suddenly emerged from the barrier, sweeping away all of his pitiful mental strength that had not yet had time to escape.
"Don't……"
A strong feeling of being swallowed and sucked came from the extremities of the mind.
Shen Que fell to his knees and began to tremble violently.
"Admiral! Admiral..."
Those mental powers were like some kind of gelatinous liquid, wrapping around his mental power and kneading and playing with it at will.
It is Pei Ji's mental power.
It was as if something had penetrated deep into my soul. This feeling of soul blending above the body was too overwhelming.
…
At the same time, Pei Ji, who had just thrown Lingyu into the desert prison and was rushing to the welfare home, felt that the little mental power he had left outside suddenly became active, as if he had caught some tempting prey.
Running around happily.
"?"
He is too lazy to care.
A small hut made of sand came into view. He maneuvered the Eclipse to land, unconsciously searching for a familiar figure.
Eh? Why is there a person curled up in the sand?
He looked miserable, as if he was crying.
So pitiful.
etc.
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