Chapter 39: The rules of the Northern Territory are determined by Yitulan.
When Wei An returned home with the orange cat he had picked up, Meng Er was mopping the floor diligently, his chubby body sliding nimbly on the floor.
At the sound of the door opening, it immediately turned around and slid over, its electronic eyes flashing a welcome.
"Master! Welcome back—Wow!"
Its welcome speech came to an abrupt end, and the light of its electronic eyes focused on the furry little creature in Wei An's arms.
The kitten nestled in Vian's arms also stretched out its head curiously, looking at the giant cat opposite it that was many times bigger than itself with some confusion in its eyes. It poked its head out from Vian's arms and meowed softly.
Meng Er's drooping cat ears suddenly popped up and stood straight up. His whole body froze. After a few seconds, he burst into unprecedented enthusiastic cheers.
"It's a cat! A live cat! Master! You've brought a cat home!" Meng Er circled Wei'an and the kitten frantically, a heart dancing on the screen. "It's so tiny! So cute! Can Meng Er take care of it? I'll definitely raise it to be plump! Meng Er, download the latest pet care data package now!"
Seeing Meng Er's excitement, Wei An smiled and carefully placed the kitten on the soft carpet.
"It was slightly injured, so it's going to live with us from now on. It's considered a new member of our family."
"I promise to complete the mission!" Meng Er immediately went to the kitten and carefully touched the kitten's back fur. The kitten did not reject this friendly robot. Instead, it came over to sniff it, and then rubbed Meng Er's metal shell with its head.
"Meow~"
The kitten didn't understand why this fellow had grown so big, so he lowered his head and licked his paws.
Meng Er, who was standing next to him, was so happy that he almost shut down. The electronic voice started to vibrate: "It likes Meng Er! Master, it likes Meng Er."
"Meng Er will prepare the most comfortable cat bed, the best cat food, and the most interesting toys for it!"
Looking at Meng Er spinning happily, Wei An laughed and shook his head.
He walked into the study and carefully put away the Ducasse family badge that Quentin gave him. This badge carried a lot of weight, so he needed to treat it with caution.
Then, he collected his thoughts, thought for a moment, and used his optical brain to connect to Murphy's encrypted communication channel.
The screen lit up, and Murphy appeared. He was still in the lab. Seeing Wei'an, his green eyes raised with some curiosity: "Wei'an? Contacting me at this time, is there something urgent?"
"Murphy," Vian said solemnly, "I just performed a different kind of comfort."
Murphy immediately sat up straight, his eyes sharp: "Explain clearly."
"I encountered a female insect whose spiritual sea was in extremely bad condition. The pollution of the ∞ substance had penetrated deep into her bones, and conventional soothing was ineffective." Wei An described Quentin's condition.
"I tried the same approach we used in our previous experiments. When applying soothing measures, I directly severed the connection between the sample individual and the collective consciousness of the external ∞ matter, and then carried out conventional soothing measures."
Murphy's breathing suddenly stagnated, and his voice was tense: "What's the result?"
"It succeeded," Wei'an said clearly. "At least it was initially successful. His spiritual sea had already broken free from the control of the infinity substance."
There was a long silence on the other end of the line.
Multiple emotions were brewing in the depths of Murphy's green eyes, including shock, ecstasy, and disbelief. His hands on the table began to tremble unconsciously.
"Are you sure...?" Murphy's voice trembled slightly.
"I'm sure." Wei An recalled the feeling at that moment and the malicious scream. "But the moment I cut off the connection, I felt that huge consciousness again. It seemed to be enraged. But this time the attempt was successful."
"A miracle..." Murphy muttered to himself, then suddenly looked up at Vian, his eyes so intense they almost pierced the screen. "Vian! Do you know what this means? This means we may have found a way to cure the infinity pollution, and the Zerg will be free from this tragic fate."
He stood up excitedly and paced around the laboratory.
Outside the window, the night deepens, and the cold moonlight shines on the courtyard, coating the flowers and plants with a layer of light.
Meng Er was diligently feeding the kitten the milk he had just heated, and the kitten licked it obediently.
After drinking, Meng Er teased the kitten with a feather, and the kitten scratched it with its claws from time to time. It was a very heartwarming "father-son relationship".
Looking at this heartwarming scene, Wei An unconsciously smiled. It was a pity that Yitulan was not at home, and the home was missing the presence of another person, which seemed a little incomplete.
Wei An walked over and patted Meng Er's head.
Meng Er woke up from his dream.
"Owner,"
Wei An smiled and twisted Meng Er's ear.
"How come you turned into the color of an orange cat?"
Yes, that's right. Our comrade Meng Er took advantage of the time when Wei'an went upstairs to change his skin.
Meng Er tried to act cute, wagging his tail. "Master, I'm just trying to build a relationship with the kitten. Don't you think it's cute?"
Wei An looked at the big and small ones, hmm, they were indeed quite cute.
"Well, it's not bad at all. I'm going to give the kitten a name."
Looking at Meng Er's expectant eyes, Wei An also had an idea.
"Just call him Xiaoer."
"Yeah! The master is wise. From now on, the kitten will be called Xiaoer, hehe." After saying that, Meng Er ran back and started to catch the kitten that crawled into the sofa.
Seeing Meng Er luring kittens out like a cat dealer, Wei An took out his light computer, filmed it, and sent it to Yitulan.
Walk to the window and look towards the north.
What is Yitulan doing now? The wind in the northern region should be getting colder. Has he rested on time? Has he encountered any trouble?
"Yitulan..." Wei An repeated the name in his mind, his fingertips unconsciously sliding across the light screen, but in the end he did not dial out the call. Ituran seemed to be particularly busy recently.
Wei An was a little conflicted, but ultimately did not make the call.
At this time, Yitulan might be resting, and he didn't want to disturb him.
Sitting in the living room, listening to Meng Er and Xiao Er's meows, Wei An turned on his computer and began to record the entire process of Quentin's mental soothing today. He carefully recalled the subtle changes in his mental power and his various speculations, recording them one by one.
Gradually, only the sound of Wei'an typing on the keyboard remained.
In the bright living room, the little orange cat that had just settled down curled up on the cushion carefully prepared by Meng Er, making a subtle and steady snoring sound. Meng Er also went to charge himself.
As the night deepened, Wei An finally finished organizing all his notes and data.
Wei An felt a little sleepy from the dense text and diagrams on the light screen. He rubbed his swollen and painful temples and turned off the light computer.
Everything was silent. Wei An tiptoed over and lightly touched the tip of Orange's furry ear with his fingertips. The little guy kicked his legs unconsciously in his sleep and made a very slight snoring sound.
The wind from the northern region was as biting as ice, stinging even on the face. Above the wilderness, the leaden-gray sky hung low, as if ready to crash down at any moment.
Yitulan stood outside a makeshift command post, a chill still lingering in the depths of his icy-blue eyes. His figure was as straight as a pine tree, and behind him was a bustling hustle and bustle filled with the smell of metal and energy.
The notification sound of a special attention message came from the optical computer, interrupting his thoughts.
He lowered his eyes, clicked it, and there was more warmth in his eyes.
In the photo, Meng Er is lying on the ground with an orange kitten peeking out curiously next to him.
Along with a cute expression, it said: "Meng Er is very happy about the new member of the family. He said that when you come back, he will show you his 'fat orange'. I named him - Xiao Er."
Looking at the picture, the chill around Yitulan melted instantly, and a tenderness that he himself hadn't noticed spread across his light blue eyes. He reached out a finger and gently touched the spot on the screen where Wei An might be standing, and a warm feeling spread through his heart.
"Hero..."
In an instant, Wei An's smile, the laziness of curling up on the sofa reading a book, the way he deliberately provoked him with the thread of mental power, and even the occasional sweet and innocent expression of dependence and trust that Wei An showed when he was being fed...
These images uncontrollably occupied all his thoughts, temporarily dispelling the topics of internal review and recent riots in the previous meeting.
In the end, it only turned into a short reply: "Xiaoer is very cute, Xiongzhu must take good care of yourself, I will be back soon."
His heroic master was still waiting for him to return in his seemingly prosperous and peaceful home in the central star field.
After Marshal Bai Ze became pregnant, a lot of things happened in the south recently. Even the remnants of the tribes near the northern region who had been relatively peaceful before began to stir. Thinking of the last private conversation between Marshal Bai Ze and him, Yitulan had to become alert.
In such an abnormal situation, he must ensure the cleanliness of the Northern Territory.
I saved the picture with great care, and when I looked up again, all the tenderness and tenderness in my eyes had been suppressed, leaving only a determination that was even more resolute than before.
"Lian." Yitulan spoke, his voice cold.
Ryan immediately stepped forward, his expression solemn: "Admiral."
"The data has been compiled, let's get started."
"Yes!" Ryan accepted the order without hesitation, his eyes flashing with absolute obedience to the order and a hint of bloodthirstiness.
Surrounded by tigers and wolves, there are always some bugs whose minds have been corrupted by interests or despair, willing to open the door of convenience for these peepers, and there are always some ignorant things that take the initiative to bump into and cause trouble.
For Ituran, there is no need for a solid chain of evidence or cumbersome trial procedures. Any potential threat must be completely eradicated.
It is better to kill someone by mistake than to let him go.
The rules of the Northern Territory are set by him, Itulan.
The smell of blood filled the cold air, but was quickly covered up by the even more fierce wind and snow.
An invisible, suffocating low pressure enveloped the entire Northern Military Region, and all the female soldiers were silent as a mouse.
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