Chapter 229 This is Commander Bai’s order. If you want it, just go and grab it…

The doctor really kept his word.

After getting Lu Hang's answer, he transferred Huo Yuan to the intensive care unit in the middle of the night and gave him the best medicine.

The doctor said that Huo Yuan had a serious parasitic infection.

The conditions in Area A are too poor. Not only are they not getting enough to eat, but they also rarely get clean water. When the weather gets hot, the working prisoners become extremely thirsty and would lie down by the puddles to drink the dirty water.

Huo Yuan should have drunk the water as well.

Will get sick.

After hearing this, Lu Hang begged the doctor to let Huo Yuan stay in the clinic, as at least clean water and meals were provided there.

The doctor agreed, and also said, "You should also prepare yourself. My client will need you as soon as the day after tomorrow."

Lu Hang closed his eyes and agreed.

The next day, Hai Luo heard that he was stung by a spider and came to see him quietly. I thought Lu Hang was dying, but surprisingly, he was in good spirits.

He sat alone on the hospital bed basking in the sun, his expression calm, only looking up from time to time and gazing far out the window. The unfocused gaze seemed to pass through the thick wall of the building and reach somewhere on the opposite side.

Seeing that he was daydreaming, Hai Luo made small talk: "By the way, do you remember that the weather was like this on the day we graduated?"

Lu Hang no longer had any recollection of the weather that day.

He thought back to the day he graduated and the time he had a huge argument with his family about what clothes he should wear for graduation. Finally, his father said, "If you dare to dress like that, I will no longer have you as a son," and he compromised.

Actually, now that I think about it, there was no need for the fight that day.

It all started when Huo Yuan bought a tie for Lu Hang on his birthday. The dark green striped style is exquisite and refreshing, and the price is chosen based on the upper limit of Huo Yuan's living expenses.

Lu Hang liked it very much, and when he received the gift, he made an agreement with him that he would wear it at the graduation ceremony, and the two of them took a photo together as a souvenir.

They are a military academy, and there are detailed regulations on dress code, but when it comes to graduation season, the instructors in charge of discipline tend to turn a blind eye. As long as you don't strip naked and run naked on the street, no one will care even if you wrap yourself in a black plastic bag and pretend to be a sea cockroach.

Later, Huo Yuan left, but Lu Hang still wanted to wear that tie. Not for anything else, just want to leave a souvenir.

But his father kept scolding him, calling him "unbecoming" and "unruly", and even lit a lighter and burned his tie in front of him.

Finally, Lu Hang went to school wearing a military solid-color tie chosen by his father. He was the first in the command department and was also the discipline representative, so the instructor specially arranged him to stand in the middle, which made him look very proud.

His father and mother were dressed formally and stood beside him, with an unintentional look of condescension on their faces.

Your classmates all said enviously that your parents loved you so much that they specially wore formal attire to attend your graduation ceremony.

Lu Hang said "hmm" absentmindedly, but he was thinking about something else.

If only the striped tie hadn't been brought out.

If you keep it hidden in the cupboard forever, it won't be burned.

He looked around and felt inexplicably guilty, as if without the tie, there was a missing piece at his chest, making it incomplete.

It was good that Huo Yuan didn’t come... at least he wouldn’t see that he didn’t wear the gift he gave him - he had been thankful for this for many years.

Hai Luo didn't notice his change of mood. He took out the apple from his pocket and peeled it with a knife while recalling the weird weather at the graduation ceremony:

"It was a very strange day. It was raining in the morning, but it cleared up at noon. We gathered in our military uniforms to take photos. As we were standing on the steps of the library, a dark cloud suddenly came over and drenched us directly."

The apple peels were curling and falling off, and Hai Luo's tone became more nostalgic. "But it's a good thing it rained, otherwise I wouldn't have met my wife. My military uniform was wet, and I couldn't find anyone to borrow clothes from, so I suddenly had the idea to run to the physical recovery office to borrow a set, and I happened to meet him there. By the way-"

As the conversation changed, Hai Luo recalled, "I ran into Yuanzi the other day, too. He said he didn't collect his stuff from the dormitory when he left, so he came to see if there was anything left."

He handed over the peeled apple. "Yuanzi also came to watch you take pictures. I know the photographer in your department, and Yuanzi asked him for a group photo. Come to think of it, since he was there, why didn't the instructor let him stand with you and take a photo? That's really inhumane."

Hai Luo only knew that Yuanzi was expelled from school as a punishment.

But I don’t know who it was because of.

His heart sank and his palm dropped heavily. The apple in Lu Hang's hand hit the bed, rolled to the ground, and rolled into a layer of dust in the corners under the bed.

In an instant, a myriad of emotions surged into his heart. He recalled Hai Luo's words, and every word seemed to pierce his heart. The piercing wounds were all over his body, blood was gushing out, flowing into his empty abdomen and finally condensing into a sentence that could not be undone:

Huo Yuan saw it.

He must be very disappointed.

Lu Hang clenched his fingers on his knees, his eyes turned a little red, and he turned his head to look at the white wall.

Yes, his tie was burned, his parents came to see him, and the instructor was also keeping an eye on him, but these were not reasons to break the appointment.

He regrets it so much.

There was a small note on the back of the tie, which read, "Live freely, wander the way you like."

He regrets it so much.

[Let’s go]

I should have swum to you.

But I wore a solid-colored tie chosen by my parents, which was equivalent to telling you that I had chosen another path. You were not chosen.

That night, Lu Hang stayed awake all night. He stood in front of the window for a long time, looking at the building opposite him that was parallel to him.

He and Huo Yuan are two parallel lines that never intersect.

No matter in the past or now, their lives will never intersect again.

A day later, Lu Hang accepted the experiment.

The doctor told him that his physical strength was considered high-level, but due to the client's strong mental strength, he would not last more than a month.

Lu Hang asked: "What will I become?"

The doctor said bluntly: "The skin will crack all over the body, black nerves will come out, and eventually the whole person will be sucked dry. While alive, they will rot and become old and unrecognizable."

There is nothing we can do about this. The doctor said that if he were ten years younger, he should be able to last more than half a year.

Lu Hang accepted this outcome calmly.

The doctor couldn't help but ask curiously: "Who is Huo Yuan to you that is worthy of you doing this?"

Lu Hang thought for a moment and answered seriously: "The one who protected me and gave me freedom."

During the experiment, his willingness and cooperation surprised the doctor. Every time he was sent back in pain, his emotions would gradually calm down when he opened his sore eyes.

Lu Hang could sometimes feel that something was fighting with him for control of his body.

And for some reason, when he lost his memory, his slightly curly hair was forcibly straightened and dyed black.

He inferred from this that the "customer" must hate anything curved. I especially hate blonde curly hair.

Later, he was awake less and less often, and the other party used his body more and more often. The consequences soon became apparent, and his skin and muscles were torn.

Without the abnormal self-repair ability of the pure-blooded immortal species, he could only wait for his normal immune system to slowly heal him.

But just as a burn patient's condition always gets worse in the summer, his rate of decay exceeded the maximum limit of his immune system until it collapsed completely.

Become a living dead.

One day, the doctor came to inform him: "The client no longer needs you."

Lu Hang knew that they would dispose of him, just like burning worn-out clothes.

The doctor looked at him lying there with a calm expression and was somewhat amazed: "I am surprised that you can still retain consciousness after being invaded."

Most people suffered severe brain damage and became vegetative.

However, after observing him for a while, the doctor judged that his abnormality was probably just a flash in the pan.

It's time to free up the bed.

On the same day, Hai Luo came to see him when he had time. Having not seen him for a long time, Hai Luo was so scared when he suddenly saw his disfigured appearance that he almost screamed.

Lu Hang asked him softly, "Has Huo Yuan...left?"

Hai Luo suppressed his disgust and sat down, shaking his head: "I don't know, but I heard that they are going to release a group of prisoners today, the kind that some people will bail out."

Lu Hang rolled his eyes and said, "Please... help me."

Hai Luo told him sadly: "Brother, the most I can do is to make your journey comfortable and meet some of your small requests, such as a full meal or something."

Lu Hang used his bad brain to think for a while: "...I want a pair of green socks, striped."

Hai Luo went to the warehouse where the dead people's clothes were stored and found a pair for him.

But he couldn't wear it anymore. Hai Luo had no choice but to stuff it into his chest, half of it into his collar, like a decorative bow tie.

In the evening, the cleaners came to vacate the bed, and three of them packed him up and threw him into the car.

He leaned against the window, watching the summer sun flickering in the shadows of the trees and the cicadas chirping at the top of their lungs. The car drove through the camp, passed the hungry and tired prisoners, passed the towering watchtower, and finally stopped at the checkpoint.

At this time, a bus came from the opposite direction, with an old-fashioned engine rumbling, and stopped parallel to this side.

The distance between the two cars was very narrow, with their windows facing each other, enough to see the faces on the other side clearly.

Huo Yuan saw the driver open the door and jump out, and greeted the driver of the car next to him, "What are you transporting today?"

"A damned traitor. The Midway Star War was lost because he was a spy inside, passing messages to the Revolutionary Army every few days."

"Then cut him into pieces."

"It's almost time. His whole body is rotten from head to toe, and the stink is giving me a headache. I had to put a hood on him before I got on the car, otherwise the car wouldn't be able to drive because of the stink... What about you? What are you transporting today?"

"What a coincidence. Mine is also a revolutionary army. But it was shipped out. I don't know where I got the connection, but someone guaranteed it."

Huo Yuan sat up straighter and looked carefully toward the window opposite, where there was a black figure.

He didn't know whether the other person was dead or alive, but out of a strange friendship, he raised his weak arm and saluted the other person properly.

After a while, about thirty seconds, the figure shrank in his seat, slowly raised his arm, raised it to his forehead and gestured with difficulty.

At this moment, due to the change in posture, the socks that were hastily stuffed on the chest fell out and landed between the seat and the narrow platform by the window.

Huo Yuan looked at it once, and then looked again.

For some reason, I felt that the unrecognizable human figure looked very familiar.

The driver got back in the car and tried to start the engine.

Huo Yuan's pupils suddenly dilated, and he leaned against the window, clinging to it like a bird flying against the glass at high speed.

He recognized who it was.

The undercover agent of the revolutionary army... is Lu Hang. He was arrested, but he did not go along with the nobles. He still chose to be himself, wearing a tie made of socks. How stupid, so stupid, why is he so stupid!

He clearly has his own life and a stable future, and is the one who deserves a good ending.

Huo Yuan saw the driver from the opposite side getting into the car, and the insults and ridicule continued to his ears, "Traitor!", "Scum!". But at such an embarrassing moment, Lu Hang tried hard and proudly straightened his not-so-grand chest.

It seems like from this moment.

He and his life intersected with the insults in the background.

It seems that the people who were drifting away had never left. It turned out that they had been working for the same thing across the universe.

The guard walked to the back row and found Lu Hang in a salute pose, unable to lower it because his muscles had lost their vitality. He laughed out loud and pulled the driver back to look.

The laughter echoed between the two cars running parallel to each other. Huo Yuan was already stunned, tears unconsciously sliding down his wooden face.

At this moment, the car engine started with a roar, and the friction of the mechanical cylinder made a strange sound, like a long and heart-wrenching sigh.

One car goes deeper into the city, and the other car goes towards the exit. Their destinies intersect once, and now they are heading in different directions again.

The parallel car windows gradually moved apart, becoming smaller and smaller, and finally becoming invisible.

Along the way, Huo Yuan was very quiet, so quiet that the guards said, "As expected of someone with a mental stability rate of over 90%. He is about to leave, but he is not excited at all."

In a blink of an eye, the factory gate was right in front.

The bus stopped and Huo Yuan was kicked off. The guard handed him a bag containing his personal belongings that he had packed when he came in.

He felt through the plastic bag and felt out the shape of the photo paper.

The guard spat, "Get lost now."

Huo Yuan looked at the azure blue sky outside, which was the favorite place for birds. Just take one step forward and you will be free.

But he just slowly, slowly took a step back, lowered his head, and said in a hoarse voice after recovering from a serious illness, "Your boiler only burns the dead that day, right?"

The guard said impatiently: "Yes, what's wrong."

He grabbed the pistol, put it to his temples, and shot himself without hesitation. "Bang", startling the little white pigeons perched on the iron fence. It flapped its wings and flew towards the stove, and its wings were set on fire by the blazing fireworks.

At the same time, the guards at the gate heard the gunshots and ran out in panic. They formed a circle on the ground, looked at the man who fell in the middle and was covered in blood, and put away their guns in confusion.

They cursed and complained that the man's decisiveness and thoughtlessness were the result of a sudden mental breakdown.

Little did they know that this was already the best solution for both of their lives.

After a while, the cleaning truck backed up, loaded the fresh corpse, and sent it to the furnace.

They were burned to ashes.

Half a year later, the revolutionary army accidentally obtained a batch of treasures. Commander Bai purchased weapons and prepared to attack the Duke of Devouring's territory.

In order to keep the secret, Duke Devourer and Duke Swordfish jointly ordered the factory and its ancillary buildings to be blown up, razing everything here to the ground.

Three months later, the revolutionary army marched over and the ground was covered with small light blue flowers.

At that time, the 35-year-old Commander Bai stopped. His physical condition was already worrying, and he was panting heavily when he walked, but he loved flowers so much that he picked a bunch and placed them on the windshield of Rattlesnake because he really liked them.

The rattlesnake automatically identified the plant: "Master, this is a daisy."

"It turns out to be a daisy." Bai Ling leaned back in his chair and admired it for a while.

Rattlesnake said seriously: "According to my research, it has many uses. Ancient Western humans used it to predict love. The casting process is very simple. You just need to pick the petals one by one and silently recite each time you pick one: you love me, you don't love me, you love me... But I think this kind of magic is not suitable for our fighting style."

Bai Ling: "? What is our combat style?"

Rattlesnake: "If OvO wants it, just go and rob it?"

Bai Ling fell on the chair laughing. The little girl understood him so well.

However, Bai Ling respects the use of each flower and the language of each flower.

Opening the combat log, the date 2427 was written in the upper left corner: We advanced 200 miles eastward today. When we stopped to rest, we picked a bunch of blue flowers, called daisies, and the language of the flower is - "secret love hidden deep in the heart."

At that time, Bai Ling passed by a flat sea of ​​flowers and took a closer look, but he didn't know who was buried under the grass there.

He only lamented many years later that two comrades were missing from his list, Land and Huo Yuan.

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After listening to the story, Bai Ling turned away and couldn't stop crying.

"I've been to this place. I didn't know they were here. I'm sorry. I didn't know."

Yu Chen tightened his arms around him, pressed the bird's head against his chest, lowered his head, and rested his chin on the top of his head, "I have a responsibility as well."

He couldn't stay out of it.

A country, like a person, will not be destroyed by the change of dynasties, but by the death of its loyal people one by one.

The last rays of the empire are those who fight to the end.

——You and your lover have been reborn, so go and do something good for the world. Build a good country where justice and the rule of law coincide.

Perhaps this is the meaning of his and Bai Ling's existence.

As they were talking, the rescue team had already run back, but the doctor's panicked expression proved that they had encountered an unexpected and difficult situation.

Bai Ling frowned, and immediately grabbed him and asked, "What's going on? Where is the person I asked you to save?"

The doctor said with a grim expression: "Commander Bai, I really can't handle the situation inside. The mental pressure is beyond the tolerance of normal people. I have asked the nurses to evacuate first, otherwise if they stay any longer, it will affect their cerebral blood vessels."

"Where's Huo Yuan!?"

"Minister Huo refused to leave and is still inside..."

The situation was urgent, so Bai Ling pulled the fish over without saying a word. No matter how strong the mental pressure is, can it be stronger than the monster fish? He wants to see what is causing trouble again.

Following the signs, we arrived at the incinerator, where the stench of decay was so overwhelming that we almost turned around and ran away. Bai Ling knew that this was the smell of human flesh. As soon as he smelled it, the alarm built into the genes of human ancestors screamed and fled.

They walked in and saw a mental pressure capture device lying on the ground.

The structure was like a Geiger counter with the dial pointing to the highest point. The alarm sound seemed to have lasted for quite some time and was getting louder.

Under such high mental pressure, ordinary medical staff cannot enter at all. If he wanted to come in and rescue people, he would have to control a special protective medical robot worth millions - such as the one that Woodpecker and his apprentice used during Yu Chen's breeding season last time.

But medical robots are far away, while land aviation is right in front of us. They must think of a way to reduce the pressure on the Army Aviation Corps, which was ten times higher than the standard.

Otherwise, in another half hour, he would be burned into an idiot.

The doctor followed from a distance, not daring to get close. When he saw Bai Ling step into the room first, he howled in worry, "Commander Bai, don't go in!!"

How could he know that this intensity of mental pressure was just Bai Ling's daily life.

Bai Ling walked in without any mental discomfort. But when he looked around, a feeling of evil and filth quickly permeated him from all directions.

He seemed to be able to slightly sense the ill intentions of the person who had been in this room before.

The postman went to check other rooms first, so he was the last one to come in.

The doctor leaned against half of the wall and observed secretly, and was instantly shocked: ...How come this private first class is so powerful that he can just walk in and stroll around the garden?

How many monsters are hidden in your revolutionary army!

As soon as the postman came in, he began to control the situation and was able to capture some fragments of other people's consciousness from a distance. He glanced back, his mask concealing his expression, but it was enough to scare the doctor who had revealed his head back.

He gave a warning in a low voice: "Let everyone outside retreat one kilometer away. Do not approach here. If you encounter anyone or anything that is abnormal, shoot them immediately."

The doctor was stunned: "Ah this..."

Holding onto the door frame, Bai Ling took a half step back and ordered him coldly: "This is Commander Bai's order."

Rescue doctor: “Yes, sir!”

At this moment, on the floor of the house, Huo Yuan was resisting the increasingly severe headache and pressing the struggling and wailing Lu Hang to the ground.

Because as soon as he let go, Lu Hang would go crazy and jump into the furnace.

Huo Yuan was breathing heavily and felt that he was about to give up. At this moment, a large hand wearing black work gloves appeared from the side, grabbed Lu Hang's shoulders with strong force, and pressed him down so that he was silent.

Huo Yuan looked up in surprise and saw a single-soldier combat mask that couldn't be more ordinary.

Postman: "Get out of the way."

Huo Yuan was stunned for a moment, and immediately said fiercely: "You should get out of the way, Private First Class. This is not a place for you to come. You will get brain damage!"

Bai Ling squatted down and looked him in the eye calmly: "Huo Yuan, be obedient, move aside and let him take over."

Surrounded by a pile of rotting bones, Lu Hang was staring with his eyes wide open like a dying fish, kicking the ground and twisting in pain. Faced with this situation, Huo Yuan gradually broke down:

"Why did you ask him to come here? Does he have medical skills? Is his mental strength strong enough? He is just a private first class!!!"

Bai Ling looked at the postman.

The postman thought about it.

They both thought at the same time that this was one of their own and saving him was the most important thing.

So the postman took off his mask directly, and his golden hair surged out from behind the hood like waves. The moment he raised his chin, his cold vertical pupils met Huo Yuan's gaze.

It's like being targeted by a top predator at close range. Even an alpha of Huo Yuan's level was now tense and his muscles were trembling, screaming in his mind "Danger, run away!"

But he held it back, and once he got used to the opponent's control, his clumsy brain slowly started to react...Mr. D.

He was stunned. How could it be possible that the postman was Mr. D, the wealthy businessman who lived a life of luxury? ...and he had seen Mr. D's control before, but his strength was not at this level! ...Unless, he is not the postman, nor Mr. D, but——

He looked at Bai Ling, a spark flashed in his mind, and a seemingly impossible but currently the most reasonable answer emerged.

Why does Bai Ling, who holds a high position, always take care of and obey Mr. D; why does Isuparaiso love to monitor the world but never show up.

No, he showed up and was always by their side, the alpha with the strongest mental power, the last mermaid in the world.

He thought that Lu Hang was a very lucky guy.

This demon was actually present. This young old man is probably the only person in the world who has a chance to save Lu Hang's life.

The old devil drawled: "...young old man?"

Bai Ling held his forehead with his hand: "Yuanzi!! Just know it in your heart and don't say it subconsciously!"

He will be the one who suffers if he speaks out! Looking back, the young old man has to prove his youth on him again.

At this moment, an unusual sound suddenly came from behind me, like a huge tall spider climbing on the roof.

When Huo Yuan turned around, he saw a huge blood net with an area of ​​thirty square meters climbing up the ceiling. He froze for a second, struggling whether to call Bai Ling or not. The next moment, eyes suddenly grew out at the crosses where the blood vessels of the net intersected.

Dark green eyes.

Exactly the same as the old devil's indifferent and solemn eyes.

Huo Yuan trembled: "...What is that? Bai Ling!"

Bai Ling stole a glance at him and said as soothingly as possible: "...Dream Catcher."

"...Do you think I'm stupid? Whose dream catcher has a hundred eyes? And why do you need this?" Huo Yuan was completely collapsed and confused.

Bai Ling couldn't explain it to him for a while, so she just closed her eyes and said, "Look, you already know everything. My husband fantasizes about mermaids and likes to dream. Isn't it normal for him to have a dream catcher? There's nothing wrong with his logic."

Fantasy Mermaid: "I like the second sentence. Say it again."