The kidnapping incident on Mikonos was a hot topic for several days.

The expeditionary fleet was floating countless light years away, but it was not isolated from the world. For example, the number of pushes of the Leto Daily increased to six or seven times a day, and each time was related to this incident.

The people of Mikonos were fortunate to have escaped the disaster, and the chief executive also sent a formal letter to thank the expeditionary force for its assistance and resolve the crisis.

After the details of the incident and the rebels' plan were disclosed in detail, countless people used simulators on the star network to simulate what kind of tragic consequences would occur if forty-two stellar missiles were really detonated in a short period of time.

The brutal means of the rebels, sacrificing all the lives of the entire planet just to be used as a bargaining chip to guide public opinion conflict, immediately aroused the sympathy of countless people.

As a result, since its establishment, the anger of the people has been completely ignited, and the voices condemning the rebels and advocating war have become louder and louder.

The most obvious thing is that the number of people who signed up to join the army has increased significantly in just a few days.

Vincent handed the sorted materials to Lu Fenghan and did not forget to express a few thoughts.

"The description of 'the entire planet exploded instantly' finally made everyone in the alliance feel the same. Previously, the military had been promoting that we retreated from Turin to York, or that so many starships were blown up. For most people, they had no idea which front or how many starships were involved."

Vincent spread his hands, "This shows that only those who are in front of them, at their feet, and related to their own interests can truly perceive and realize it, and can then put themselves in their shoes and speak out."

Lu Fenghan raised his eyelids: "You are very good at external propaganda, so transfer you over?"

Knowing that his boss was disliking him for talking too much, Vincent clenched his heels and said righteously: "Reporting to the commander, I would rather be your eagle dog than be transferred away!"

"Eagle dog?" Lu Fenghan said bluntly, "Get out."

Vincent: "Yes!"

The door of the command room was closed. Lu Fenghan pinched his brows and suddenly heard Pojun's voice: "General, Elisa requests communication."

"Connect."

This time, Elisa came to inform Lu Fenghan in the name of the White Tower contact person that the key verification system of the star-class missile storage point had been updated.

"After the update, the method of circumventing the system and trying to match the key infinitely has been basically stopped, but it is not ruled out that the rebels will invent something new under the name of 'divine gift'."

Eliza also mentioned: "As for the communication blocking method, the rebels call it 'isolated island'. The White Tower submitted a progress report to General Nie two hours ago."

Obviously, Eliza did not need to explain to him about the communication blocking. General Nie should have given instructions when submitting the progress report.

Lu Fenghan did not ask more questions: "Thank you for your hard work."

After finishing the business, the topic turned to Qi Yan.

Eliza said happily: "I did an emotional test on Qiyan. His emotional perception ability is recovering. It has now recovered about 30 to 40 percent. You should be able to notice it."

"Yes." Lu Fenghan remembered that night at the Micron Star Hotel. Qiyan was so tired that he fell asleep almost as soon as he touched the pillow. But in the middle of the night, he was awakened by a slight movement.

Qiyan was having a nightmare, his face was wet and full of tears.

Then he held his wrist and held it until dawn.

After getting up the next day, Qiyan seemed a little uncomfortable. He was more silent than usual, often wrapped in his clothes, staring at a certain point in the air in a daze.

"This kind of recovery is not achieved overnight. Qiyan needs time to adapt and deal with the various emotions that suddenly surged out of him." Eliza's words were obviously full of relief. "We were very worried about his various conditions after gradually reducing the medication, but he is by your side, so there shouldn't be any accidents."

At this point, Eliza asked a question after careful consideration: "Commander Lu, I think you already know that you are extraordinary to Qiyan. In other words, Qiyan's feelings and dependence on you may make you feel a little sick and tired."

Lu Fenghan knew what Eliza didn't finish saying.

She was worried that one day, he would want to get rid of Qiyan because of powerlessness and boredom.

Regarding this question, Lu Fenghan regarded Eliza as Qiyan's elder and answered solemnly: "None of your worries will happen."

At this moment, Eliza, separated by the distance of countless planets, still sensed the arrogance in Lu Fenghan's bones.

He is strong enough.

Strong enough to bear another person's life, strong enough to become Qiyan's anchor.

The door of the room was opened, and Qiyan, who was flipping through the reader, raised his eyes and looked at Lu Fenghan who appeared at the door. After a few seconds, he tilted his head: "Do you feel... happy now?"

The light in the bedroom was on, which was a deliberately simulated natural light. The sheets were wrinkled, and the person on the bed was wearing a light-colored thin shirt with clean eyebrows.

Lu Fenghan raised his eyebrows: "Are you happy to see me?"

Qi Yan nodded hesitantly: "Probably."

Lu Fenghan walked closer, leaned over and pinched Qi Yan's cheek: "Well, then our mood is the same now."

Qi Yan realized it belatedly and felt a little embarrassed.

He sat up straight on the bed and carefully told Lu Fenghan about his emotions.

"After you left, I seemed a little lost; I saw a newly published paper on the e-reader and spent 70 minutes reading it. I felt satisfied; a paper book I had been looking for a long time ago, I just received the news that it was confirmed to be out of print, and I felt a little... regretful? Pojun told me a cold joke to make me happy. I don't know how to describe this feeling, it seems to be embarrassing?"

Qi Yan He slid his finger across the screen of the e-reader. "You said you would be back on time at six o'clock. I was back at five and three minutes. I began to feel anticipation and anxiety, but when the door rang, these two feelings disappeared, and what followed was happiness, very happiness."

After listening carefully to Qi Yan's words, Lu Fenghan felt for a moment that the fingertips that had just touched Qi Yan's face were about to be burned. Maybe because of the light, even the air in the room softened.

Qi Yan analyzed from the perspective of a research topic: "But the sense of satisfaction, regret, and embarrassment were all very shallow and weak, and only lasted for a few seconds. In comparison, the loss, expectation, anxiety, and current happiness are more obvious and last longer."

Lu Fenghan felt that he couldn't stand it anymore.

Qi Yan spoke every word seriously, but to him, it sounded like a cat's paw rubbing at his heart over and over again.

Unbuttoning the top three buttons of his uniform shirt with one hand, Lu Fenghan changed the subject: "Do you still want to eat star mushroom noodles?"

After staying one night on the planet Mikonos, the two went out to eat noodles early the next morning before heading back to the ship.

Qi Yan shook his head: "I've remembered the taste of the noodles, I can savor it again."

Lu Fenghan tried to find a topic: "Is that my coat you're wearing?"

Qi Yan lowered his eyes and looked at the silver star on the epaulettes, "Yeah, it has your scent on it, I like it."

A heat went up along his spine, and Lu Fenghan leaned forward, resting his arms on Qi Yan's side, leaning very close, his nose against Qi Yan's neck, and took a breath.

When he found that Qi Yan didn't dodge, he simply rested his forehead on Qi Yan's shoulder.

He thought, what's going on with this one sentence after another?

"I'm now..." Qi Yan felt carefully, "My heart is beating a little fast, my mouth is dry, I'm nervous, and I seem to be very happy?"

Lu Fenghan's voice was hoarse: "Because I'm so close to you?"

Qi Yan: "...Yeah."

He couldn't analyze any other reasons.

At this time, Po Jun said: "General, Captain Mei Jielin has returned to report to you."

"Tell her - forget it," Lu Fenghan hesitated for a few seconds before getting up, "Let her wait in the command room."

Seeing Lu Fenghan was about to leave, Qi Yan said: "I-"

"Tsk," Lu Fenghan smiled helplessly, "I know, do you feel a little reluctant now?"

Qi Yan nodded, his forehead shaking: "It seems so."

"Well, I'll go there and be back soon." After that, Lu Fenghan pinched Qi Yan's earlobe.

Although he didn't use much force, after pinching, a layer of powder appeared.

Seeing Mei Jielin sitting with her legs folded and in a bad posture in the command room, Lu Fenghan did not deliberately slow down his pace. After the person turned around and stood up in a hurry, he spoke: "It seems that your inspection this time has achieved great results."

Mei Jielin threw her military cap aside. It was obvious that she had cut her hair short and flat. She dyed her hair pure black, and the ends of her hair were even, pretending to be long and straight. Her eyelids were narrow, so this made her look even more cold.

"Not really, just average." Mei Jie Lin's eyes turned, "But Commander, how can you tell that I have gained a lot?"

Lu Fenghan pulled out a chair and sat down: "There are still teeth marks on my neck, it can't be that you bit it yourself, if you want to see it, go back and look in the mirror."

He didn't reach out to cover it, Mei Jie Lin also sat back in his seat, "On my way back, I secretly drove a micro starship to a planet in the Southern Cross Region and stayed there for a night. I ran away after sleeping, and didn't delay anything."

Lu Fenghan was too lazy to listen.

Mei Jie Lin's preference was known to all the expeditionary forces, and it had not changed for many years - she only liked young and good-looking girls, and it would be best if they could call her "sister" in bed.

He tapped the table lightly with his fingers: "Let's talk business."

Mei Jielin frowned: "You asked me to go around a lot, and I really ran into it. There is a medium-sized ship and three small ships in the 11th Legion. They may have run away during the battle. They were anxious to join the 8th Legion, but I stopped them and beat them up.

The 8th Legion was very patient. They must have received Donald's distress signal and didn't move a single soldier. Rebellion The internal inclination of the army is much more serious than that of our alliance."

Lu Fenghan: "Under monotheism, there is naturally only one supreme 'wise man'. People have relatives and friends, and once they are in power, they will divide their confidants. Glory, power and wealth only leak out from the fingers of one person, and the leaders of the rebel army are all in a competitive relationship. Wouldn't it be better to have one die? There will be one less person to grab gold and silver."

Mei Jielin sighed: "Tsk tsk tsk, a bit miserable."

"It's not a tragedy. If the rebels conquer the alliance, then these army commanders will become provincial governors."

Lu Fenghan has always believed that some people will indeed be brainwashed by the rebels' so-called "divine power", or their minds will be shaken by the technological destruction and hatred for different reasons.

But these people definitely do not include those army commanders.

Not to mention the so-called "wise man". The

only thing that can attract hyenas to grab food is profit.

Mei Jie Lin blew away the princess cut that was floating to the corner of her mouth: "Commander, you also said that we have to conquer the alliance! They must be dreaming!"

She changed her sitting position, "I secretly checked, and the Eighth Legion should be sharpening their knives, preparing to chop us. The Eleventh Legion suffered a terrible defeat. If they can get back at the place, maybe that wise man will look at them differently."

"Got it, you go back and talk to Wei Yin and the others." Lu Fenghan stood up and prepared to leave, "You go back and rest too."

Mei Jie Lin turned the chair around, staring at Lu Fenghan's back, thinking, what's wrong with the commander, not only does he suddenly care about his subordinates, but he also seems to be walking in a hurry?

In the room, Qi Yan became a little absent-minded after Lu Fenghan left.

He was designing a method to interfere with the frequency of the images transmitted back by the Clairvoyance. Some knowledge needed to be learned by looking up information, but he couldn't read a single word of the thesis.

He couldn't help but recall the scene of the founding day in his mind.

It was different from the feeling when the emotions were stripped away, when he was just flipping through the pictures page by page. Now, the memories came back with surging emotions.

Biting his lower lip, Qi Yan told himself over and over again that Lu Fenghan was still alive, he was still alive -

the acute pain slowly faded a little.

But, would it be the same as in the White Tower, that these were all fictitious memories?

No. Qi Yan denied it subconsciously.

During this time, Lu Fenghan did a lot of things that he had not done in Leto.

He is real.

At this time, Qi Yan shouted, "General."

No one responded to him.

Qi Yan was slightly stunned.

Po Jun said, "The general is talking to Miss Mei Jielin in the command room."

He remembered it wrong again.

After thinking for a moment, Qi Yan got out of bed.

The passage from the lounge to the command room was empty. Qi Yan did not go directly to the command room to find Lu Fenghan. He turned a corner and went to the kitchen first.

He took an apple and wanted to take it back to let Lu Fenghan help cut it into a rabbit. Before leaving, he saw a transparent glass bottle with a beautiful liquid in it.

"Po Jun, what is this?"

He realized that he was curious again.

Pojun: "It's a fruit drink with a very low alcohol content. I searched the Star Network and most of the reviews are 'sour and sweet and delicious' and 'thirst-quenching'. Judging from the buyers, it is very popular among young people."

Qiyan hesitated, opened the bottle cap and took a sip.

It was indeed sour and sweet, and tasted a bit like a nutritional supplement.

On the other side, Lu Fenghan was halfway through the journey when he heard Pojun's voice from the personal terminal: "General, you may need to go to the kitchen."

Lu Fenghan paused and changed direction: "Is Qiyan in there?"

"Yes, he's a little dizzy."

Lu Fenghan frowned and quickened his pace.

When he rushed to the kitchen, he saw Qi Yan standing against the wall, his earlobes were red, making the small mole on his earlobes look quite conspicuous.

What reassured him was that Qi Yan had no other abnormalities except that his eyes were a little out of focus.

Lu Fenghan approached: "Are you dizzy?"

He saw the empty drink bottle next to him with his peripheral vision, and he understood, and asked Po Jun: "Did Qi Yan drink all of it?"

Po Jun: "Yes, it is said to be sweet and sour and delicious."

So dizziness is not a disease, but a low alcohol tolerance, and low-alcohol drinks can make you dizzy.

Lu Fenghan made a "tsk" sound and asked again: "Carry you home?"

Qi Yan took several seconds to react, and spent a few more seconds thinking: "Carry me." He

even picked it up.

Thinking so, Lu Fenghan had already squatted in front of Qi Yan.

Qi Yan lay on top.

After walking a few steps with the person on his back, Lu Fenghan weighed him with his hand and felt that the person on his back seemed to have become lighter.

In his mind, he had already counted the food in the kitchen, thinking about which ones Qi Yan could eat.

As for cooking himself -

forget it, Qi Yan might become thinner.

Not long after, Lu Fenghan felt the person on his back getting closer to him cautiously.

Qi Yan mentioned something in his ear without context: "I came to the kitchen to get an apple."

"Where's the apple?"

Qi Yan thought for a while before answering: "I forgot."

He was a little annoyed.

Lu Fenghan chuckled: "When you wake up tomorrow, you will see apples. Cut them into rabbit-shaped pieces."

"Yeah, okay." Qi Yan closed his eyes and whispered, "I feel dizzy."

Lu Fenghan comforted him: "You won't feel dizzy after a good sleep."

Lu Fenghan walked steadily with each step. The short distance made him want to extend this road a little further.

Just when he thought Qi Yan had fallen asleep, he suddenly heard the person on his back whispered: "I miss you."

There was no tone.

No modifiers.

Even when Qi Yan said these three words, his breathing did not fluctuate.

Lu Fenghan noticed the wetness.

He cried.