One thing humans are best at is forgetting. After these days, the Federation seems to have returned to peace. The source of the black insect fog has been destroyed, the military district is clearing the infected, and the star beasts are outside the defense line. Everything is developing in a good direction.

All the troops that did not find anything in the extreme cold arena have returned to report, and the top leaders of the First Military District have also come out of self-confinement and regained control of the situation.

"Thank you for your hard work. Are you feeling better?" Ji Yuande sat at the desk and said to Xing Jue, "No one thought of Wei San's matter. Don't blame yourself."

Except for the four people from Damocles Military Academy and a half-knowledgeable Zong Zheng Yueren, everyone else thought that Wei San had died together with the self-explosion of the source of the black insect fog.

"Also, the Federation is in the reconstruction period now, you and Chuyu should stay in the First Military District to help." Ji Yuande sighed, "In a few days, those people from District 13 may come to ask for a medal for Wei San. It's a pity, Wei San is a strong kid, he should be a great help to the Federation."

Ji Chuyu looked at Ying Xingjue. During this period, he and several other people from the Imperial Military Academy had been staying in the school to maintain order for the detection of infected people. Even he did not expect Wei San to be injured in the extremely cold arena.

"Marshal, Nan Feizhu has been detained in the First Military District. I want to go see him." Ying Xingjue did not respond to the words about Wei San, but mentioned another matter.

Ji Yuande was stunned: "You don't know yet?"

Ying Xingjue raised his eyes: "What do you know?" "

Nan Feizhu committed suicide in prison." Ji Chuyu beside him took the initiative to explain, "In order to prevent accidents, his body has been cremated."

"When did it happen?" Ying Xingjue asked.

"Nan Feizhu tried several times to lure the guards, but in the end he had to be locked up alone in a sealed prison, with fixed nutrient solution delivered through the window every day. A week after you left, he committed suicide." Ji Yuande shook his head, "I didn't get any useful information out of you, so I couldn't help you. But why did Xingjue suddenly want to see him?"

"The source of the black insect mist has been eliminated, and now there is only Nan Feizhu. I wanted to ask him if there is any way to remove the black insect mist from ordinary people." Ying Xingjue said calmly, "Since he is dead, now we have to eliminate all the infected people, and those ordinary people will not be triggered, so nothing will happen."

"It's almost time." Ji Yuande said to Ying Xingjue, "Xingjue, Chuyu and I have something to discuss."

Ying Xingjue nodded, turned around and walked out, walked to the door, stood sideways for a moment, and finally walked away.

"Marshal?" Ji Chuyu stood in front of the desk, looking at Ji Yuande, not knowing why he left him alone.

"There are no outsiders here, no need to call you Marshal." Ji Yuande pointed to the chair next to him and motioned him to sit down.

Ji Chuyu sat down: "Uncle, what do you want me to do?"

"The 3S-level mecha made by Wei San has been transported to the fifth district. In addition, Ying Xingjue will go to Huanye Star after graduation. He is also a super 3S-level commander. The star beast defense line will be solid for at least a hundred years in the future." Ji Yuande's face showed a trace of tenderness, "Uncle is getting old, you stay in the First Military District and work for me in the future."

"Uncle." Ji Chuyu turned sideways to look at Ji Yuande, pinched his mecha ring, and said seriously, "I want to go to the battlefield. I am a single soldier."

"There are more ways to protect civilians than just killing star beasts. Uncle has also been in the First Military District for so many years." Ji Yuande was not angry when he heard Ji Chuyu say this. "Uncle knows you are a good child, but the commanders in the military district are too flexible. I'm worried... The First Military District needs an iron-blooded leader."

"I'm just a 3S-level soldier. Yamamiya Ha Ren and Yamamiya Yuuto are both super 3S-level soldiers. They also have a super 3S-level mecha designed by Wei San Construction. The First Military District needs soldiers with high strength, and the choice should be between the two of them." Ji Chuyu said with his head down.

"Chu Yu, what's the matter?" Ji Yuande frowned. "A competition that has not been completed has worn out all your sharpness. Your uncle was not the strongest among those people at the beginning. Who could have thought that our Ji family would reach the current position? As long as you want, Chu Yu, I, your uncle, can naturally push you up. What's more, the star beasts are evolving, and our human perception will also evolve."

"Uncle!" Ji Chuyu suddenly stood up. "We are not infected. Besides, Jill Wood evolved because the Independence Army experimented with black insect mist on her. Now her perception is level 3s, but we don't know what the consequences will be in the future."

"You don't need to be so excited." Ji Yuande looked at Ji Chuyu. "The law of nature is that if one side evolves and the other side is not extinct, there will definitely be corresponding evolution. I am just stating the facts. Humans cannot be extinct like this."

"That's a matter for the next generation and the next generation." Ji Chuyu lowered his head, "It's not my turn."

"Forget it, you go back first." Ji Yuande pressed his temples and said angrily, "We'll talk about this later."

...

Ji Chuyu came out and was about to get on the aircraft to leave the First Military Region. He found Ying Xingjue standing next to him. He walked over: "Why are you still here?"

"Did anything happen to you while you were in school?" Ying Xingjue asked.

"No, there were only a few disturbances during the testing of infected people." Ji Chuyu looked at Ying Xingjue, "Were those people from Damocles Military Academy also present at the time?"

Ying Xingjue nodded, "I have something I want to ask you for help. There is surveillance in the place where Nan Feizhu is detained. I want to get the video footage from a week before his death."

"Okay." Ji Chuyu didn't ask why, but just asked before leaving, "Will you go to the Fifth Military Region after graduation?"

"...I don't know. I'll talk about it after graduation."

Looking at Ying Xingjue's back as he left, Ji Chuyu suddenly laughed softly. It turned out that he couldn't explain it clearly. The former Ying Xingjue always took one step and looked a hundred steps ahead. It has only been less than a year, and people and things have changed so much.

...

Ying family.

"Blood test, sensory changes..." Jingti was comparing the data records of the past few days. After the Lanfa media broke the news, he received a communication from Ying Xingjue, asking him to come to the Imperial Capital Star secretly. As for how Ying Xingjue contacted him, Jingti still didn't understand it. Anyway, the Ying family had many means.

"How is it?" Ying Xingjue pushed the door in and asked.

"Wait a moment, I'll do an overlap comparison." Jingti was operating a large optical computer. Several curves were displayed on the large light screen. At first glance, they were exactly the same. "Are they aligned?"

These curves overlapped perfectly.

Ying Xingjue frowned and stepped forward, constantly enlarging the curves until the light screen could no longer be enlarged: "Look here."

Jingti squinted and looked for a long time: "Double image... No, it's a change. There are changes happening inside her body, but they are too subtle."

Jingti also compared several other data curves, and finally said excitedly: "The perception in Wei San's body is slowly increasing. Although she is at a disadvantage now, she will be able to suppress it in time! Her perception is too strong. She can hold on like this."

Ying Xingjue looked at the curve on the light curtain and loosened his fingers hanging on his sides.

"However, the anesthetic on Wei San's neck can only be used a few times." Jingti said, "She has a very good physical condition. I estimate that if she uses too much anesthetic in the future, she will become immune to it. The anesthetic you used is the strongest one, and the dosage cannot be increased."

"I know."

Jingti looked at Wei San lying there and said, "Anesthetics should still be used at this stage. Before that, I will try my best to find other drugs to replace it."

"Sorry to trouble Doctor Jing for the time being."

"I should do what I should do." Jingti said hello and went back to his residence to check the information and make a new anesthetic.

As soon as the door was closed, Ying Xingjue walked to the bedside and looked at Wei San who was in a coma. His fingertips fell on the top of her face for a long time, and finally just tilted it and lifted the hair on the side of her face.

...

The day before the people from District 13 arrived at the Imperial Capital Star, Ying Xingjue received the surveillance of Nan Feizhu. He did not go to the First Military District, but stayed at the Ying family, watching the surveillance.

The surveillance was very simple, only the meals were delivered at a fixed time every day, and occasionally there were senior executives who came to interrogate. The senior executives of the First Military District acted collectively, and they did so in order to avoid suspicion during special periods.

Ying Xingjue repeatedly watched the minute of Nan Feizhu's suicide in the surveillance. The wall in the prison was covered with software, and he couldn't hurt himself even if he wanted to hit the wall. In the end, Nan Feizhu lay on the bed and chose to bite his tongue to commit suicide.

The cause of death was suffocation due to half of his tongue being choked.

Ying Xingjue always felt something was wrong, so he sent the surveillance footage to the technical staff of the Ying family and asked them to check if anyone had tampered with the footage. The next day, he received a reply, and sure enough, there were two places in the surveillance axis where more than ten seconds were missing.

One place was when a senior executive of the First Military District entered, where five seconds were missing, and the other place was when Nan Feizhu committed suicide, where six seconds were missing.

Ying Xingjue looked at the report expressionlessly, and sure enough, there was still a problem with the senior executives of the First Military District.

"Xingjue, your third uncle is awake, come quickly." Ying Qingdao called and asked Ying Xingjue

to go to the room in the front yard. Ying Xingjue turned off the computer, got up and walked towards the room in the front yard. That room turned out to be Ying Youjin's room. After he left, the Ying family did not seal it, but the military district had searched it many times, and the things inside had been damaged a lot.

When he arrived, Ying Youjin was leaning on the bed, with several screens in front of him, all showing news from various media. Ying Qingdao beside him was also talking to him about recent events.

"Here you are." Ying Qingdao was the first to notice Ying Xingjue's arrival, and waved to him, "After your third uncle woke up, he kept saying he wanted to see you."

"Third uncle." Ying Xingjue stepped forward and called out.

Ying Youjin smiled, but it was no longer his gentle smile that hadn't changed for thousands of years. He even looked a little embarrassed because his face was pale and he smiled too quickly and too hastily.

"You haven't been home for a long time, what do you want to eat?" Ying Qingdao asked.

Ying Youjin ordered a few dishes: "Brother, I want to eat these."

"Okay, I'll ask the kitchen to make them, Xingjue, you stay here with your third uncle." Ying Qingdao turned and went out.

Ying Youjin leaned on the bed, leaving several light screens in place: "I heard that Wei San did not dismantle the explosives before, and put them on his neck?"

"Yeah."

Ying Youjin looked up at his nephew: "I asked someone to make the specifications of the explosives. It is impossible to produce such a big explosion. Wei San is still alive?"

Ying Xingjue said nothing.

A trace of fatigue flashed across Ying Youjin's face. He stretched out his hand to close all the light screens and wanted to lie down again. Seeing this, Ying Xingjue stepped forward and helped him lie down.

"I'm tired. Call me up when it's time for dinner." Ying Youjin said sideways.

"Okay."

After a while, Ying Youjin suddenly said: "There is still one independent army that is not on the list."