Chapter 81
He Yunting stood straight, his expression frighteningly cold, and he showed no intention of speaking.
Lu Anhe saw it, and he couldn't help but turn on the microphone and said to Xu Zhiheng, "Professor Xu, what do you mean? What can he prove if he can speak?"
There was a rare hint of anger in his tone, although He Yunting remained silent.
Instead, Xu Zhiheng gradually calmed down under the other party's questioning.
He had been ridiculously kind these past few days, and now that he had recovered, he finally regained his usual gentle and elegant scholarly image. He did not directly answer Lu Anhe's question, but continued to say to He Yunting: "Since I dare to say this, I must be absolutely sure."
He Yunting raised his eyebrows, but had no intention of interrupting him.
"I know what you want to say about Aze. But the reason why Aze recovered so slowly is because he is an omega. The genes enter through the glands, and Aze himself has a high mental strength. All these complex factors make it difficult for him to get rid of the insectoid gene easily."
The young man greeted He Yunting and then stepped back to Xu Zhiheng.
Xu Zhiheng looked at the boy with gentle eyes, which were filled with an overly kind and tolerant attitude.
"Betas are different," Xu Zhiheng said. "They don't have glands, and their mental strength is extremely mediocre."
"So, so -" Xu Zhiheng raised his voice at this point, "The problem becomes easier to solve."
"There is no need to repair the glands and rebuild the genes in their bodies like Aze did. All we need to do is turn the foreign genes in their bodies into inert factors, so that they will no longer deteriorate and no longer express Zerg habits. Even if we can't restore them to their original state, at least we can slowly restore human characteristics."
"But Professor Xu, even if you are right, even if you saved this child, he is only one of millions of people." Lu Anhe said, "You can't save this planet that is still in dire straits."
Unexpectedly, Xu Zhiheng actually smiled.
"During the day you were away, I made another discovery. Do you remember how the proton star was infected?"
"First it was one person, then a school. Some students went home and then returned to school, but their family members fell ill much later than their children. It was not until similar cases started to appear in their community that they were infected with the gene."
Xu Zhiheng was clear and logical: "What does this mean? It means that the virus is not necessarily spread through close contact. Of course, if there is a large-scale infection, these symptoms will appear in them. Naturally, it is impossible that they were injected one by one by someone with ulterior motives."
This time he paused a little longer: "Perhaps you have heard that there was an infectious disease called 'cholera' on Earth hundreds of years ago."
"We have no way of verifying where the water comes from, but the water supply of Proton Star is a circulation system. It is introduced from the underground of Chris Harbor, and after being processed layer by layer, it is circulated to other cities. There are regional highlands, and the reusable water enters the circulation again until it is delivered to the next city..."
"But the central city is different from the outer cities. It has its own new and independent water circulation system. This is why the central city is still flooded, while all the cities flowing through the circulation system are not immune."
"Therefore, it is meaningless to cut off communications and the Internet," Xu Zhiheng said. "What should be cut off the most are the supplies and water sources that they have been ignoring."
"I'm done." Xu Zhiheng opened his hands freely. "I didn't touch any water source in Likoro City during this day. Logically speaking, there's no possibility that I could be infected."
"Of course, if I were infected, I'm an omega, so the effects would be faster than those of everyone here."
"I know everyone thinks I'm a lunatic, and I accept all the punishment for leaving the team without permission."
"But I will develop more antagonists as soon as possible," Xu Zhiheng said frankly, "if you are still willing to take me back."
The city had already been cleaned up by them, and the non-aggressive boy in front of them was the last remaining life.
No one spoke for a long time, and it seemed as if even the air was stagnant.
After a long time, He Yunting's cold voice came out: "No one here can prove the truth of your words."
"I see."
"Get on my mecha." He Yunting's voice still lacked any emotion. "Until things get better as you said, you are not allowed to contact any pilot in the team."
Lu Anhe said: "Boss..."
"If anything goes wrong, I will take the blame."
As He Yunting spoke, he lowered the elevator of the second cockpit in front of Xu Zhiheng.
The two cockpits of m2742 are interconnected but independent of each other. He Yunting only opened the lowest authority of the second cockpit, and he had no intention of coming out to contact Xu Zhiheng.
This time Xu Zhiheng finally smiled with relief: "Admiral..."
He grabbed the hand of the boy next to him and tried to pull him away.
"Only you can come up." He Yunting added.
Xu Zhiheng's smile finally froze: "But he has improved! Why can't he be brought back?"
"Since you have found a solution, just do the same when you go back. There is no need to bring such a dangerous factor with you." Seeing that He Yunting had no intention of explaining, Lu Anhe helped.
Xu Zhiheng simply couldn't understand: "He's fine now! He no longer shows those habits and can even slowly recover his speech. He's still a perfect example!"
But He Yunting completely ignored Xu Zhiheng's request, without any room for negotiation: "Then Professor Xu, do you plan to stay here with him?"
As soon as he finished speaking, with the roar of the engine, he commanded the fleet to leave in the next second, leaving this scientist with important research and a young boy who had no idea what was going on in this empty city.
Xu Zhiheng's calmness, which he had finally regained, was finally broken by He Yunting's words: "Did he do anything wrong? What could he do wrong with a child like this! I guarantee with my life that nothing will happen to him..."
"impossible."
He Yunting seemed to have finally run out of patience. He even felt that saying any more words to Xu Zhiheng would be a waste of words, and he had no intention of arguing with him about the topic of kindness. He was about to put away the elevator that was originally set down for Xu Zhiheng and drive away.
Xu Zhiheng's eyes were filled with bloodshot from a sleepless night, but no matter how he struggled, He Yunting was still the master here.
The silent air was also questioning him, do you want to save one person or save the majority of people?
"...I'll go with you."
Xu Zhiheng didn't even dare to look at the other person's face. He turned his head away when the boy raised his mouth blankly, and finally let go of his hand tremblingly.
The other party didn't understand the current situation. He just repeated "Hello" and stood there, staring blankly at everyone leaving him.
From then on, he was the last abandoned survivor in the bloodbathed city of Likoro.
He Yunting did what he said. After taking Xu Zhiheng back to the other cockpit of his mecha, he took all the pilots and set out on the return journey to the central city without hesitation.
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They arrived safely a day later.
Xu Zhiheng's conclusion was undoubtedly a new direction, because the formation did not need to step out of the mecha to fight, and no scientist on Proton Star had survived after contact with an infected city. Naturally, Xu Zhiheng was arranged to a quarantine area that had been prepared before he arrived in the capital.
The limit is three days. If nothing suspicious happens during the entire surveillance, then Xu Zhiheng's suggestions will be considered as appropriate.
The water circulation of some cities that have not yet completely fallen has been cut off, but communications have been restored. If Xu Zhiheng is correct, after he lifts the restrictions, Proton Star will take a new round of measures to respond.
The originally planned cleanup was also temporarily cancelled, and the fleet had a rare three days of free time on the Proton Star.
Of course, the so-called free time is relative. After all, he can only move around nearby and cannot even train. There is also a special person responsible for watching Xu Zhiheng's every move every day to prevent any accidents.
There was indeed nothing unusual about him. Even though the conditions in the quarantine area were very limited, he never interrupted his research, which was very consistent with his personality of being obsessed with academics.
No one mentioned the three cities that had been cleared out. Those aliens who were destroyed by advanced weapons might not have deserved to die here, but there was no turning back. Until everything became clear, they could only put it aside for the time being.
No one dared to talk to He Yunting these days, except his adjutant.
And a mecha designer in the core area research institute.
Lin Han took the initiative to contact He Yunting on the evening of the second day.
He took the initiative to start a video call. The other party was resting in the temporary operations room and there was nothing unusual on his face.
No one mentioned the video call that day, and the person who started it is now sleeping, so nothing can be obtained from him.
"Qi Jiamu and I have seen his brother." Lin Han reported to him, "He is much better than before, and his glands are recovering."
"Um."
"Although I don't know how long it will take to recover, but he looks in good condition." Even though He Yunting looked no different from usual, Lin Han felt something was wrong and called out his name.
"I'm here." He Yunting answered quickly, but usually he would just respond to reports. Today, he paused and added, "Being able to recover... is a good thing."
After saying this, he fell into silence again, just looking at Lin Han without saying anything.
Because communications in various parts of Proton Star have been restored, some gossip always leaks out.
Those three cities were already dead cities, and the other cities that were originally waiting for trial in fear found that the army sent by the empire had not taken any further measures against them for such a long time, and they couldn't help but wonder if things really had a turn for the better.
Therefore, some of this information still flowed into the empire.
The people of the Empire were unaware of the seriousness of the Proton Star and only thought that this was good news. Some blindly confident people had already begun praising the fleet that was dispatched this time.
Lin Han originally wanted to ask if he was really feeling better, but after looking at the person opposite him, he finally didn't ask.
His hunch was not right.
At least not right now.
He Yunting was not a talkative person to begin with, so Lin Han obediently reported his recent situation to him and then picked out a few interesting things to tell He Yunting.
"By the way, I just found out today that some people in the institute are speculating whether I'm in a relationship with someone." Lin Han also found it interesting. "That might be the reason why Qi Jiamu came to pick me up recently."
He saw He Yunting's eyes flicker, and continued, "But they certainly can't guess who it is."
Actually, Lin Han was not a talkative person, but at this moment he subconsciously wanted to make He Yunting happier, so he kept talking.
"Lin Han." He Yunting finally interrupted him, "I'm fine."
All of Lin Han's words were stuck.
He felt that being in a foreign place was a real torment.
He Yunting had long been accustomed to saying nothing, as if in this way, he was the only one who swallowed all the hardships, keeping them in his heart, and no one knew about it.
If I ask, He Yunting will definitely tell me the truth, but if that is what made him struggle, saying it again would be like cutting off a piece of flesh. How can I bear to let him suffer again?
They both considered each other and became silent.
"...Okay." He nodded and looked at the other person again.
"Lin Han." He Yunting actually didn't understand what he was saying, but he couldn't help but want to call his name.
Lin Han, Lin Han.
You don't have to comfort me deliberately, no matter what time, as long as you are happy.
"I missed you, too."
He Yunting said.
Lin Han was stunned for a long time. He didn't expect that such words could actually come out of the other person's mouth.
He Yunting seemed calm at this moment.
Apart from the day he confessed his love, this was the first time he spoke his thoughts so bluntly.
He doesn't need mind reading to tell the other person.
There has never been any sun that everyone longs for. At this moment, he is nothing more than a despicable killer and a dark tomb keeper.
He looked at the young man who was still in a daze opposite him, and suddenly wanted to do something, say something. He wanted to make him his own, wanted to see him have his own flavor, and wanted to hear him make sounds that only related to him. This moment has nothing to do with sex or physical instinct. Even if he has ten thousand ways to keep the other person by his side, he still wants him to take the initiative to walk towards him step by step and become his private property.
Even though Lin Han was not his personal property, he wanted to seize the illusion at this moment.
Lin Han said "wait a minute" and disappeared from the screen for half a minute.
Soon He Yunting heard a rustling sound, and after a moment, the young man reappeared on the light screen.
"I'm sorry for looking through your closet." He apologized very sincerely, and then smiled at He Yunting again.
He was wearing a dark blue military jacket, which was so big that it almost covered his legs.
Lin Han's white clothes were simple and soft. He climbed back onto the bed and sat on it. He crossed his hands and pulled the collar of his military uniform to wrap himself up. "Alright."
The young man was wearing a military uniform. He hugged his knees and said to He Yunting with a smile, "Then just think of it as you hugging me now."
"I don't know how to make you feel less sad right now." Even though they were not face to face, even though they were just separated by a virtual light screen, Lin Han seemed to be able to guess what He Yunting was thinking, "Then at least for now, you can temporarily stop being a hero to so many people."
"You are my Prometheus."
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