When Chu Rong came over, Georgia was running. She was covered in sweat and her face was extremely red. She looked like she was about to die from exhaustion.
"Get down." Chu Rong grabbed his collar and pulled him off the machine. He roughly rubbed his hair that was all wet and stuck to his forehead. He frowned and scolded, "Training should be moderate. What are you doing? Who told you to train like this?"
Georgia hadn't seen him for many days. It took her a moment to realize that he was here. She couldn't help but smile and moved her ears. She asked affectionately, "Are you done with your work? Hello, I'm Georgia." After that, she looked at him expectantly, waiting for his self-introduction.
The young man's gentle voice was a little hoarse and breathy due to the exercise, and his pronunciation of the common language was very standard. Although his speaking speed was very slow, there were no grammatical errors, which showed that he studied very hard and practiced frequently.
What an obedient and hardworking bald chicken.
Chu Rong's expression became unpredictable. He moved his hand to his pointed ear, which was shaking unconsciously, and said directly, "Tell me where you are from. I need an answer."
The smile on Georgia's face froze, then she quickly covered it up and looked at him with a blank and puzzled expression, as if she didn't understand what he said.
Chu Rong narrowed his eyes, pulled his ear, and said coldly: "Don't pretend you don't understand. Lin Zhen said that you learn the fastest through listening and writing. Your ears are so scared that they are stretched straight. You can fool anyone. Tell the truth, or I'll throw you off the warship."
It was still the familiar cold and fierce tone, but this time I finally understood what it meant - the white-haired monster was indeed a good person. He spoke in such a fierce tone, but said words that seemed to scare a child.
Georgia lowered her eyes, removed the disguise of doubt on her face that was easily shattered, looked into his eyes that were harmless, pulled down his hand, nodded, and lowered her voice: "Okay, I'll tell you." Then she gestured in the direction of her room, wanting to go back to the room to talk.
Chu Rong grabbed his arm and pulled him back, shaking his bandaged wrist, his expression even uglier: "How did you do this? Tan Shengwei!"
Tan Shengwei, who had been paying attention to the movements here since he came in, hurried over, stood at attention, and responded loudly, waiting for his orders.
"Give me his training plan." Chu Rong stretched out his hand.
Tan Shengwei took out a teaching record pad from the space button and handed it over, explaining: "Reporting to the commander, his hand is injured, so today's training task has been changed. The arm stretching has been cancelled and the running time has been increased. In addition, his wrist was accidentally scratched. The wound has been treated and is expected to heal in three days!"
Before he could even ask the question, all the answers were blocked. Chu Rong looked at him coldly, threw the notebook back, and didn't care about it anymore. With a sullen face, he gestured to Georgia to lead the way.
Georgia looked at Tan Shengwei apologetically and led him out of the training room.
Considering Georgia's status as a rescued slave, the room assigned to him by the logistics department was relatively small, with simple furnishings, including a bed, a table, a chair, a wardrobe, and a small separate bathroom. For the "primitive" Georgia, this room was already very good, but for Chu Rong, who had long arms and legs, this small room was a bit uncomfortable. Fortunately, he still remembered that he was the master of a ship, and he participated in the formulation of various regulations on the ship, so he did not irrationally express any opinions on the room allocation.
Giving Chu Rong the soft bed to sit on, Georgia dragged the only stool in the room over and sat down across from him like a prisoner ready to confess and be lenient. Then she took out the electronic textbook from the space button, turned to the most recently studied page, handed it over, and said straight to the point: "It was the black hole that caused me to leave my parents and fall into the hands of the miners, and then I was found by you."
Through observations over the past few days, he has confirmed the identity of the white-haired monster and his group as soldiers. If the fact that he came from a black hole were to be exposed, the white-haired monster and his group would definitely be the first to point their weapons at him, and that was not what he wanted to see.
He didn't want to lie to the white-haired monster, but he couldn't tell the truth, so he could only use this vague method to mislead the other party. This was the strategy he thought of while running. His parents were still waiting for him to come home, and he had to protect himself and not die here.
Chu Rong was indeed misled by him. His momentum suddenly became fierce, and his mental power surged out uncontrollably. He asked coldly, "Do you understand what you are saying? Don't use a new word randomly after learning it!"
The violent and turbulent mental power instantly swept the entire room. Georgia suddenly stared at him with wide eyes, speechless in shock - what's going on? Why is this uncomfortable feeling still there? Didn't Sister Zhuang Yu cure the white-haired monster's illness?
Meeting his horrified gaze, Chu Rong frowned fiercely, forcibly retracted his mental power, suppressed the anger that rose unconsciously in his heart, endured the tingling in his brain, took out a silver spherical object engraved with a seal from the space button, pulled out two fuses from it, and said coldly: "Put your hand over here."
The discomfort disappeared again.
Georgia paused and slowly reached out her hand.
There were two fuses, one long and one short. The short one was attached to his wrist by Chu Rong, while the long one went around his arm, reached into his collar, and was attached to his heart.
"Put your hands on it and close your eyes."
Georgia obediently put his hand on it, forced himself to calm down, and closed his eyes - don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the white-haired monster won't hurt him, it won't.
It was pitch black in front of him, and his other senses immediately became sensitive. The ball in his hand was warm, like the fruit of the tree of life that the elves used to bless newborns. Chu Rong's breathing was very light, and it was impossible to hear it without listening carefully. He could faintly smell the fragrance of fruit at the tip of his nose. It was the fruit-scented pain-relieving spray that Tan Shengwei had sprayed on him to relieve the pain in his wrist.
His panicked heart slowly calmed down, he tightened his grip on the ball, and suddenly became calm - it doesn't matter, as long as he has a clear conscience.
Chu Rong looked at his face, which showed that he had accepted his fate and was ready to die. He frowned and asked, "What's your name?"
Georgia, who thought she would be beaten, was stunned for a moment and quickly replied: "Georgia."
"Where are you from?"
"Polit Valley."
"How did you get here?"
“Black hole.”
The indicator light on the sphere remained dim throughout. Bald Chicken did not lie. After ten years, the black hole actually appeared again.
Chu Rong's aura became heavier. Looking at his curled eyelashes and the shadows cast by his lower eyelashes, he asked in more detail: "Where is outside the valley? How did the black hole bring you here? How did the miners catch you? Did anything come out of the black hole? How did you escape?"
Georgia, who was just beginning to learn the common language, was confused by his series of questions without pause. She barely understood the first sentence, hesitated for a moment, and replied vaguely: "Alexander Mountains, I don't know, not sure." Anyway, he didn't understand, so this answer should not be considered a lie.
The indicator light was still dim. Chu Rong frowned. As Lin Zhen said, Bald Chicken had indeed forgotten the process of being caught.
He didn't ask any further questions, but instead asked about the purpose of coming here in person: "Where are your parents now?"
Georgia was silent.
"Do you want me to throw you off the warship?" Chu Rong reached out and pinched his ear, pulling it threateningly.
"I don't know." Georgia recalled how his parents said goodbye to him before they went out to travel, and he became depressed: "There are many places they want to go, I don't know where their first stop will be." Maybe it's a human town, maybe it's the territory of elves, his parents are always casual, he really doesn't know.
Chu Rong withdrew his hand with a bad expression - what irresponsible parents they were, they actually left their child at home and went out to have fun.
"Then do you know how to get home? Is there any way to contact the tribe members?"
Go home? But where is home...
"I can't go back." His wrist seemed to hurt again. The darkness magnified his weakness. He tightened his face to try to hide his emotions and shook his head: "I can't go back for now, but it doesn't matter. I will find my way home."
The curled eyelashes trembled, faintly stained with a trace of moisture, and the voice seemed to be a little hoarse. Chu Rong felt like a villain bullying a child. He sorted out his words and suddenly a guess popped up in his mind. He frowned, sat up straight, stared at his expression, and asked: "What happened after you saw the black hole?"
“I came here.”
"You're lying!"
"I don't!"
The indicator light was indeed off. Chu Rong retracted his gaze, his expression became serious, and he spoke faster: "Are your people still alive?"
“Alive.”
"Are your parents still alive?"
“Alive.”
"Do you have a way to contact them?"
"have."
"Why don't you contact them then?"
"Because, because..." Georgia was unable to think due to his questioning. She couldn't help but open her eyes, looked at him stubbornly with red eyes, pursed her lips and stopped talking.
Chu Rong looked him straight in the eye, spoke slower, and asked, "Because you have already contacted them, but you can't contact them, right?"
Georgia was startled and lowered her head to avoid his sight.
"Are they gone now?"
"No." Georgia shook her head, feeling a little panicked.
"Your parents..."
"No! They are still alive! Still waiting for me to go home!" He suddenly exploded, no longer wanting to face those hopeless facts, and stood up and wanted to tear off the fuses on his wrists and chest - no, the appearance of a black hole does not mean that bugs will definitely appear, and there have never been strange insect monsters in the magical continent. The people in my hometown must be safe, and my parents are safe too. I am the only one who is in trouble. Don't think too much, don't think too much!
The indicator light didn't light up, proving that the other party really thought so.
Chu Rong held down his hands, pulled him in front of him, and trapped his body with his legs, forcing him to look at him. He had a fierce face, but his tone was softer: "Calm down! One last question, Georgia, will you hurt us?"
Georgia struggled to get free but failed. She stared at him blankly, blinked back her tears, tilted her head, her voice a little unsteady, but her tone was firm: "No, I won't hurt you. You saved me, I will repay you."
The indicator light never came on, so Chu Rong raised his hand and roughly wiped his face, scolding him: "What a shame, I didn't hit you, why are you crying?"
Georgia became more and more embarrassed as he wiped her tears. She tilted her head and wiped away her tears on his shoulder. She kept her hands on the ball and stopped trying to break free. She returned to her well-behaved appearance, but became even more listless.
How stupid.
"You don't have to go to training tomorrow." Chu Rong pulled his ear, reached out to pull the fuse on his wrist, and said casually: "What cut your wrist? Don't play with dangerous things when you are alone."
Seeing that he was no longer aggressive and his breath became gentle, Georgia slowly relaxed and replied: "I was scratched by a sharp piece of jade, the wound is not deep, no..."
Beep, beep.
The instrument that had not yet been removed suddenly sounded an alarm and the indicator light began flashing.
Georgia was startled and quickly withdrew her hand.
Chu Rong immediately frowned, pulled his hand back, and lowered his voice: "Tell the truth! This is a polygraph customized by the Chu family. It won't make a sound if you don't lie. Why are you lying?"
A lie detector? There's such a thing here? Georgia's heart began to beat wildly. She tried hard to recall what she had just answered. She wanted to pull her hand back and shook her head: "I didn't..."
Beep, beep.
"Be honest and tell the truth!" Chu Rong said to him fiercely.
"I, I..." Georgia became more and more panicked. He was worried that he might have accidentally let something slip, but he couldn't find the right words to cover it up. The alarm of the polygraph was ringing like a death rattle, preventing him from thinking calmly.
"If you don't tell the truth, I'll have you arrested!"
"I scratched it myself!" Georgia shouted the truth, quickly retracted his hand, struggled back a few steps, and looked at him pitifully and fearfully: "Don't catch me, I don't mean to hurt you, don't catch me, don't kill me... Mom and Dad are still waiting for me, don't kill me..." At the end, he couldn't help but put his hand on the storage ring, as if only it could give him a little sense of security.
Chu Rong stopped talking. He looked at Georgia who was huddled in the corner. He remembered himself escaping from reality after losing his parents many years ago, like a frightened bird. He stood up, walked forward and pulled Georgia into his arms. He rubbed the soft hair on the back of his head and comforted him coldly, "Don't be afraid. Everything will be fine."
The feeling of comfort in the physical embrace and the other party's friendly attitude eased the uneasiness in her heart. Georgia moved the hand on her arm, her nose felt sore, and she rubbed her face into his arms.
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