Even mushrooms know that these three words are not good words.

But An Zhe couldn't refute it.

He walked through the door, and the guard at the post witnessed this scene, looking angry but not daring to speak.

An Zhe understood them.

Although the position of judge is not the highest military rank, it has the highest authority in the matter of killing. No one wants to offend Lu Xun.

——He is also.

So he said, "Thank you, Colonel."

"You're welcome," Lu Xun said, "I'll take a leave this afternoon."

An Zhe: "...Ah?"

Lu Xun seemed to lift his eyelids nonchalantly and said lightly, "Come with me to the lighthouse."

An Zhe: "What to do?"

Lu Xun: "Dr. Ji wants to find you for something."

An Zhe doubted the truth of this. Why did Dr. Ji want to find him?

For a moment, he suspected that this was Lu Xun's reason for arresting him and entering the lighthouse, but he felt that his performance in the morning was flawless, and even Seran took the initiative to speak for him.

An Zhe: "."

He suddenly realized that in Seran's eyes, he didn't seem to be very smart.

But even if he is not a smart human, he is a rational mushroom, and going to the lighthouse is what he wants most.

He said, "Okay."

Lu Xun said "um" lightly, turned around and left.

*

When the children were trained by the military instructor, An Zhe sat on a bench beside them to accompany them. When the instructor needed help - such as grading, timekeeping and the like, he would be called over.

There was nothing else to do, and there was no book in the office that interested him, so he could only take a manual introducing various weapons.

Ke Lin did not sit with him, but sat on a bench next to him. He went to make a new friend, a teacher in the next class who taught language and literature, a boy in his twenties.

At this time, the page of the book spread out in Anzhe's mouth detailed a large fighter named "PL1109". This was a masterpiece of human technology during the chaotic magnetic field period. It had a top-level radiation shielding shell, top-level engines and engines, and a unique independent cruise system in the entire base, which could accurately locate the course without a magnetic field.

——It sounds amazing, but Anzhe actually had no interest in it. He even began to doze off because he hadn't slept all night.

Beside him, Colin's greetings with the language teacher had ended. They exchanged names and started chatting, and the content of the conversation was blown into Anzhe's ears by the wind.

"Do you like the main city?" Kelin asked.

An Zhe was quick to notice that Kelin was about to start preaching again.

"Why not?" The boy said, "The main city has given us a stable life."

He seemed to be a talkative person. As soon as he finished speaking, he continued, "We have been in the main city for a month, what do you think of it?"

"I can't say I like it." Kelin said.

"Why?" The boy said, "I don't have to be a mercenary and go out to die. I never dared to think about it before. I thank my mother every day for forcing me to finish three courses, although she mainly wanted me to finish language and economics, and then take the exam to enter the supply station, so that I don't have to go out to make a living."

Colin was silent for a while and asked, "Where is your mother?" " She

died in the wild." He said, "They adopted me for a few years, my father didn't come back, and later she didn't come back either."

"Sorry." Colin said.

"It's okay." The boy smiled, "I'm used to it. What about you?"

"My mother was killed by the Judge, and my father...he stayed in District 6 when we went to the main city."

"Sorry." The boy also said.

But the exchange of experiences seemed to quickly draw the two of them closer. After a brief silence, the boy looked at the children on the training ground, crossed his arms and put his head behind him, and sighed: "After staying in the outer city for so long, I forgot that we all came from the main city when we were young."

"I remember it very clearly." Colin: "When I was five, I wanted to be a biologist. My grades were pretty good, but I still couldn't stay in the main city."

"When I was a kid, I wanted to be a military officer." The boy said: "I fell during the final assessment, and the army didn't want me."

Colin said: "Fate is unpredictable."

"Think positively. We don't have enough qualifications, and we will be uncomfortable even if we stay." The boy sighed and said, "We won't be happy if we stay in the main city. I heard that someone wanted to organize and study human archives, but because of his excellent mathematical talent, he could only calculate trajectories in the lighthouse for his whole life. Just think about it, you want to be a biologist, but the base thinks you are more suitable to be a linguist and asks you to translate. How uncomfortable it is. If it were me, I would die suddenly."

"This is why I don't like the base." Colin said, "It's like a cold-blooded machine."

"You have to think of yourself as a small part. Your genes are your model, which determines which part of your body does the job."

Colin smiled for the first time: "You are very interesting."

The boy said: "We learn languages ​​better at metaphors."

"But people are not parts. The base claims to serve the interests of mankind, but it has been losing the characteristics of human beings."

"What else can we do? We can't eat the base's free meals, we have to show some value." The boy stood up and looked at the children in front of him.

"I really like children." He suddenly smiled happily and said: "I like this job too much. Maybe one day, one of the children I teach will be a genius who can save the world."

He turned to himself: "Then I have to prepare my lessons well."

An Zhe held his chin and looked at him curiously, then looked back at Colin.

Colin stopped talking. Anzhe thought that he had failed to find his comrades this time.

When he was in the outer city, Colin held up a sign that read "No to the judges". What would he hold up if he was in the main city? Anzhe thought it might be "No to the classification of humans" or "We want freedom".

His thoughts gradually became confused and he became more and more sleepy. He tried to concentrate on reading the military atlas. He quickly flipped through the fighter plane section and then looked at the weapons section. Bombs, uranium bombs, and hydrogen bombs of different yields could easily blow a mushroom into pieces. But he was not afraid. Humans were different from the things in the abyss. They were creatures that followed rules. As long as he followed the rules, he could survive.

——He spent the whole morning like this. At noon, the children finished training. Some of the cubs got bruised and some others thought the training was too difficult. They didn't go to eat and gathered around him on the bench, whining.

An Zhe gently put a Band-Aid on a cub while comforting a short-haired girl who thought the training was too difficult: "Come on, you can become an officer after you pass the training."

The girl said: "Can't I just eliminate them?"

An Zhe: "No."

He thought that even if he couldn't stay in the main city, he should still train well. Otherwise, when they grow up - if the outer city resumes operation by then, children with poor physical fitness, no one will adopt them, no mercenary corps will be willing to take them, and they cannot pass the exam to get a job in the city office or the supply station. They can only go to the third underground floor, whether they are boys or girls.

He stayed there for a month and knew that people there were not living well.

So he said, "You all have to train well."

The girl hugged his arm and said, "But you have to train every day after becoming an officer."

An Zhe touched her hair and thought for a while: "But there are beautiful uniforms."

A boy looked at the soldiers on the training ground and said, "They are so ugly."

"Their military titles are not high enough." An Zhe said to him seriously: "Wait until you are promoted to... Colonel, it will be very beautiful."

"Really?" asked the cub.

"Is that guy dressed so well?" another cub asked.

An Zhe: "Which one."

The cub pointed behind him.

An Zhe turned his head.

——On the electric pole two or three meters behind him, a colonel in black uniform was leaning against it. Even though he was so close, the cubs were not afraid of him.

Perhaps it was because the colonel was looking at An Zhe at this moment, and his slightly raised eyebrows showed a little bit of happiness.

An Zhe: "."

He probably heard what he just said.