Chapter 133: Turmoil He despised it, he was indifferent...
The rebels were stationed on this desolate planet, surrounded by endless brown land. The sky was covered by thick clouds, and the sunlight could hardly penetrate.
Resources are extremely scarce, and the air is filled with a dry and dull atmosphere, as if even breathing has become difficult.
Regarding Xirui's arrival, there were different opinions and many disagreements within the rebel army.
Although Delex had concealed Xirui's S-rank identity, his male characteristics could not be concealed. With just one glance, anyone could tell Xirui was a male—his unique temperament, deep eyes, and the subtle pheromones that appeared and disappeared all made him stand out.
Since Atalan was still in a coma, Xirui was temporarily "taken care of".
Xirui was placed in a room inside the warship. Although it was not luxurious, it was at least clean and tidy.
There is a window on one side of the room, which is made of extremely strong four-layer tempered glass, through which you can see the desolate scene outside.
Now.
Xirui crossed his legs, leaned back in his chair, and held a light computer in his hand - because there was no signal on this planet, his light computer was not confiscated - his fingertips tapped on the screen casually, looking bored.
His eyes occasionally swept out the window, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open.
Elmer walked in wearing a neat but slightly worn military uniform.
The female insect has a strong physique, with short light yellow hair neatly attached to the scalp. She has a smile on her face, looking both enthusiastic and casual.
He walked up to Xirui, greeted her with a smile, and even bowed:
"Mr. Male Insect, on behalf of the rebels, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to you."
Xirui put down the laptop in his hand, raised his eyebrows and looked at Elmer, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone:
"Is your way of saying thank you to lock me up?"
When Elmer heard this, he shrugged his shoulders and sighed, with a hint of helplessness in his tone:
"Mr. Male Insect, I hope you won't be angry. We have no other options."
"After all, the leader hasn't woken up yet. What's more, your origins are indeed unknown, so it's difficult for us to deal with it."
When Xirui heard that Ranta had not woken up yet, he frowned slightly and didn't say much. He just turned his head to look at the window on the other side of the room.
Through the four layers of tempered glass, one could see the desolate scene outside - gray-brown land, low vegetation, and the rebel camp vaguely visible in the distance.
This planet is extremely short of resources, so the rebels chose to land here, obviously for other reasons.
Xirui pursed his lips, his eyes a little gloomy.
——In the past two days, he has been observing the situation outside.
There are only two possibilities for the rebels choosing to land on such a barren planet: either there is something they want here, or they are forced to land here because they are being hunted and surrounded.
If it is the former, the situation may not be too bad; but if it is the latter, it means that the rebels are now in a very dangerous situation.
Xirui frowned slightly, his heart filled with worry - to be honest, he was very worried about Ranta now.
Along the way, Xirui took the seriously injured Ranta across the galaxy, experienced many hardships, and finally arrived at the temporary base of the rebels.
Along the way, all the rumors he heard about the rebels were about brutality, ferocity, and rebellion.
The outside world portrays them as a group of undisciplined thugs, as if their only purpose is to destroy and ruin.
However, what Xirui saw with his own eyes over the past two days made him realize that the truth was far from that.
The rebel army was riddled with holes, as if it was made up of various small groups.
They may have the same direction and ideals, but internal conflicts of interest often lead to arguments, quarrels, and even fights.
This chaotic situation is far from being as powerful and unified as rumored by the outside world.
Xirui watched with a cold eye, understanding the situation clearly—this was a common problem for any large army without unified recruitment and formal training. Lacking a core leadership and discipline, the rebels' problems were obvious.
To put it simply, it's just a makeshift team.
Various forces are bound to have various disputes and conflicts.
Xirui's fingers tapped the screen of the computer unconsciously, his mind full of thoughts.
His eyes swept out the window, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.
Seeing Xirui's silence, Elmer spoke up seemingly unintentionally, but actually intentionally:
"However, I wonder what the relationship between you and our leader is?"
"Even in his coma, our leader seemed to still be calling out to you, Your Excellency—right, Your Excellency Cerie?"
Xirui heard this, turned around, looked at Elmer with a smile, and said with a hint of teasing:
"What's the relationship? I don't know what relationship I should talk about in order for you to let me go."
When Elmer heard this, he stood there with his arms folded, smiling with interest:
"Sir Cerie, I hope you can trust us. We have no ill will towards you."
"It's just that fellow Deleshi... oh, the fierce gray-haired one, insisted that we keep an eye on His Excellency."
He said it lightly, with a tone that seemed to shift the blame, as if all this was Deleshi's idea and had nothing to do with him.
Xirui raised an eyebrow, with a tentative tone in his voice: "You told me just like that?"
Elmer shrugged his shoulders, looking nonchalant.
"There's nothing to hide. If you take a look around, you'll know almost everything."
"Besides, the leader should be awake soon, and you won't be trapped here for too long. Since you saved our leader, we will definitely send you away safely."
Xirui shook his head, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a hint of provocation: "It's a pity, I have to stay."
"What!"
Elmer's eyes widened, obviously shocked by Xirui's words.
"Aren't you a male insect? What can you do staying on this godforsaken planet?"
Xirui glanced at Elmer and felt that the big female insect in front of him was much easier to understand than the cold Delshi.
He looked down at the calluses on his palms and said calmly:
"Do you have to have a reason to stay here? Then what is your reason for staying here?"
Elmer was stunned for a moment, then realized that he was being tricked.
He laughed, trying to hide his embarrassment:
"How can I say that? You better be patient. When the leader wakes up, we will send you away..."
Before he finished speaking, the expression on Elmer's face suddenly changed.
There was a loud roar outside, followed by fierce gunfire and explosions.
Elmer immediately realized that it was the regular imperial army that was chasing and intercepting them!
"Damn it! It's here so soon!"
The smile on Elmer's face faded instantly, replaced by seriousness, and his eyes became cold.
The female insect's face turned ashen in an instant, and her fists clenched tightly. Countless images flashed through her mind, and she felt an extraordinary anger and powerlessness in her heart.
In fact, just as Xirui guessed, the rebels came to this desolate planet, on the one hand to find their missing leader, and on the other hand to avoid being hunted down by the regular army of the empire.
——The situation of the rebels is far more difficult than the outside world imagines.
Previously, the deputy leader's rebellion dealt them a fatal blow.
Although betrayal may seem despicable, it is not uncommon among this group.
Most members of the rebel army joined because of momentary impulse or long-term pain.
They have endless hatred and trembling in their hearts, but at certain times, this hatred will turn into sharp thorns, piercing the entire rebel army.
All demands and resentments may change direction driven by interests.
There are very few souls who can move forward forever with determination.
So, the rebels longed for a golden flag - like the golden iris, symbolizing the inexhaustible power of their spirit.
Their leader must always advance, must always be like a golden flag, waving and flying forever.
They came from all directions,
Most female insects have a past that they cannot bear to look back on, and a pain buried deep in their hearts.
They gathered together not for glory or power, but to overthrow the pain that weighed on them and to break the suffocating shackles.
Because I hate this corrupt empire, its stench and injustice.
The empire was like a huge cage, crushing their hopes and dignity bit by bit.
They were once citizens of the Empire, but were never truly accepted by it. Their voices were drowned out, their rights were stripped away, and their existence was ignored.
——Like dust forgotten in the corner, silent but never disappearing.
In recent years, they have gathered together to reclaim their rights and to make their voices heard.
They are no longer willing to remain silent, no longer willing to be oppressed, and want to use their own hands to tear apart the thick layer of darkness and let the light in.
They want to use their actions to tell this empire that they exist, they are angry, and they are unyielding.
There is fire burning in the eyes of countless living and dead souls, which is the desire for freedom and the pursuit of dignity.
This road is full of thorns, and every step may cost blood and life.
However, only by overthrowing this corrupt empire can we truly gain freedom and dignity.
They are rebels, rebels, and pursuers of freedom.
The leader is not only the leader of the rebels, but also the spiritual pillar of the rebels. The leader's responsibility is to point out the direction for them and lead them out of the darkness.
However, human hearts are unpredictable.
The deputy leader's rebellion came swiftly and unexpectedly. His betrayal not only caused the leader of the rebels to disappear, resulting in heavy losses for the rebels, but also plunged the entire organization into an unprecedented crisis.
Previously, the rebellious deputy leader joined forces with the imperial regular army to set a trap, almost forcing the rebels into a desperate situation.
The rebels finally escaped, but were forced to land on this desolate planet. They thought they could take a break, but they didn't expect that the regular army of the empire would chase them like a hound with a keen sense of smell.
In fact, the deputy leader's rebellion caused panic within the entire rebel army. Many female insects began to waver and even doubted their beliefs and direction.
Delshi and Elmer tried to suppress it, but it didn't work - that's why they were so anxious to find their leader and the Golden Iris.
——The deterrent power of the Golden Iris is the real solution.
Elmer took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
Right in front of Xirui, he quickly turned on the communicator and shouted into it:
"Everyone, follow my command! The regular imperial army is attacking, we must fight!"
Without saying anything more, he quickly opened the door, turned around, locked it again, and rushed out.
Seeing Elmer leave, Xirui reacted very quickly. He immediately walked to the window and looked at the situation outside through four layers of tempered glass.
In the air, densely packed aircraft had surrounded the rebel army.
The rebels engaged in a fierce battle with another army, with gunfire raging, explosions ringing out, and blood splattering in the air.
The female insects spread their wings, which are both their tool for flying and their sharpest weapon.
The battle was extremely intense, with smoke and blood filling the air.
Xirui's eyes suddenly flashed, he retracted his gaze, quickly walked to the door, stretched out his hand, and lightly touched the light computer on his wrist. The door instantly made a light "beep" sound. Xirui quickly operated on the light computer, and then the door was slowly opened.
——What can trap him is never a mechanical door.
As long as Xirui holds the computer in his hand, it is equivalent to holding the key.
No matter how complex the lock or how sophisticated the system, it was useless in front of him. His optical computer was his most effective tool and his most powerful weapon.
To be honest, the reason why Xirui was willing to stay here for two days was entirely because he was worried about Ranta.
Ranta was seriously injured and still unconscious. He didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble at this time, and he didn't want Ranta to get into trouble because of his actions.
However, two days passed and Ranta still hadn't woken up, and the war outside had already broken out. He could no longer stay here peacefully.
As soon as the door of the room opened, Xirui slipped out quickly.
The corridor was deserted; it was obvious that most of the rebels had already joined the battle.
The bad news is that the tattered weapon in Xirui's hand has been taken away. Now he is empty-handed and urgently needs a good gun.
But the good news is, this is a warship.
How could there be no guns inside a warship?
Xirui's eyes swept across the corridor and quickly locked onto the end of the corridor.
His mind was racing as he calculated the ship's structural layout and speculated on the possible location of the weapons depot.
Although the rebels' warships are old, they should have all the basic facilities.
He needed to find a weapon, get the gun, and find Ranta as soon as possible.
The lights in the corridor were dim, as if shrouded in a layer of mist, and the air was filled with a tense and oppressive atmosphere.
Xirui's footsteps were brisk and silent, like an agile cheetah, as he quickly crossed the corridor. His ears moved slightly, catching the sounds of gunfire and explosions coming from afar, and he secretly calculated the time in his heart.
Every gunshot and every explosion allowed Xirui to constantly determine the location of the war - the war outside was spreading and time was running out.
It's such a mess outside.
He has to be fast.
At the end of the corridor was a heavy metal door with no markings on it.
Xirui's eyes quickly swept over the door frame and door lock. Based on his judgment, he thought that this was most likely the entrance to the armory.
The black-haired male insect raised his wrist, and the light brain touched it again. The door lock made a light "beep" sound, and then began to automatically crack the password lock and authentication recognition system.
Xirui's fingers tapped rapidly on the computer. His face was expressionless due to his seriousness, and his eyes were focused and calm.
In less than a minute, the door lock was successfully cracked and the door slowly opened.
However,
The moment the door opened, a shrill alarm suddenly sounded, and red warning lights flashed throughout the corridor, announcing that the male insect's actions had been discovered by the system.
——Although this will be discovered, it is the fastest way to crack it.
——You have to give up something to gain something. Now for Xirui, time is the most important thing.
Xirui's face turned cold.
He didn't have time to hesitate and quickly slipped into the armory. The door slowly closed behind him, blocking out the alarm.
Behind the door was a spacious room with all sorts of weapons hanging on the walls, from pistols to rifles and even some heavy weapons.
The cold metallic luster looked particularly bright under the dim light. Xirui's eyes quickly swept over and finally locked onto a black submachine gun.
He walked over, picked up the submachine gun, and skillfully checked the magazine and safety. After confirming that there was no problem, he held the gun tightly in his hand, feeling the coldness and weight of the gun body.
In fact, the moment Xirui picked up the gun, he already knew what he was fighting for.
In the past, Xirui held a gun for venting his anger, but now, holding a gun is for protection - to protect all the beautiful and vivid things.
then,
His eyes fell on a sniper rifle again.
The sniper rifle has a long barrel and smooth lines on the body. It is not the latest model, but at least it is better than the one Xirui used before.
Xirui took off the sniper rifle without hesitation and put it on his back.
With the weapon in hand, he felt a little more at ease.
To be honest, Xirui likes the feeling of fighting. He likes when his blood boils. He does not resist danger or madness - perhaps he longs for fighting and killing in his bones, or perhaps the animal instinct always exists in his subconscious.
For him, it seemed that only at this time could he feel the blood boiling, scalding and hot.
——It is also a certain degree of obsession.
Xirui, who usually looks lazy, always has a nonchalant expression, as if he has no interest in anything.
His casual behavior and frivolous tone sometimes even make people think that he is just a lazy guy.
However, deep down, the deepest part of him is that he is an absolute battle maniac.
In reality, Xirui has been looking for ways to vent the violent energy in his personality through games, extreme sports, and high-intensity training.
He likes to fight in the virtual world and enjoy the thrill of life and death; he is keen on extreme sports, walking on the edge of danger and feeling the pleasure of adrenaline rush; he even conducts high-intensity combat training alone until he is exhausted and his clothes are soaked with sweat.
Of course, Xirui knows the principle of "it is better to loosen than to block".
If he continued to suppress that violent energy, it would only make him more dangerous. Therefore, he chose to use these methods to release and control it.
Before meeting Ranta, Xirui always thought that these methods were the most effective for him.
He thought he could continue like this, relying on games, sports and training to maintain his inner balance.
However, after meeting Ranta, Xirui truly realized that he seemed to have found the part that he had always felt was missing.
At the beginning, Xirui rescued Ranta out of boredom, fun, and a little curiosity.
However, the more Xirui came into contact with Ranta, the more he felt a magnanimous and strange resonance of the soul.
Ranta's soul is both fiercely rebellious and extremely gentle.
Xirui is certainly not a kind-hearted philanthropist.
Even though he calls himself a "caring citizen", he has always been in society with a fun-loving attitude.
Nothing was worth his while.
His soul is high above,
He is contemptuous, indifferent and bored.
He is a spectator, always standing on the outside, watching the disputes and chaos in the world with cold eyes.
If Xirui had not met Ranta, he could have been a spectator all his life.
Watching the troubles of life, watching the wars and conflicts, watching the bloodshed.
He can always maintain that detached attitude and never be drawn into any whirlpool.
However, he met Ranta.
Under this deformed system, what is valuable is not hatred.
Hatred is too common here, and almost every Zerg carries a deep hatred.
What is valuable is clarity.
And Ranta is that soul that is clear-headed enough.
Amidst all the chaos and hatred, Ranta found what he really should do.
In fact, it is obvious that Ranta has extremely high dominance, strong awareness, and quick judgment.
Like a golden iris growing in the midst of blood and gore, it is both beautiful and tough.
Let Xirui see another possibility - a possibility beyond hatred and chaos.
The time when they had to rely on each other for warmth under the siege of the Orthodox Army had given Xirui enough understanding of Ranta.
——Extremely brilliant and extremely beautiful.
——It was also extremely shocking.
——It is the golden iris and the golden sun.
now,
Xirui quickly glanced around. He was holding a submachine gun in his hand and a sniper rifle on his back. He was fully armed, with a cold light in his eyes. He was well-trained and sharp.
He was ready to fight, ready to kill.
Perhaps some people are born with the battlefield in their blood.
Holding the heavy gun in his hand, Xirui felt no fear in his heart, only an excitement that was almost fanatical.
This excitement did not come from his desire to fight. Fighting was enough to make him feel excited, but at this moment, another extremely high emotion overwhelmed this excitement.
At that moment, Xirui was just thinking - he was going to meet Ranta.
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