Chapter 112 Floating endlessly

Chapter 112 Floating endlessly

The first fortress.

As the strongest line of defense of the human empire against the insect tribe, it was originally a cold steel city.

However, since Fitzgerald, the first heir to the empire, returned to his own territory, an artificial floating island has emerged in the core area of ​​​​the First Fortress. From a distance, it looks like a weak and white flower blooming on a heart of steel.

This is the seventh day, and the decoration and repair work on the outer perimeter of the floating island continues. In addition, a dedicated transportation line from the surrounding galaxy was opened for the construction of this magnetically suspended floating island, which has never happened before in the history of Fitzgerald's administration.

These changes in the military fortress naturally attracted some covetous and prying eyes from the upper class, as well as fearless temptations from some well-informed civilian forces.

"Tsk! This is the nth one!"

After completing his mission in the Great Wilderness Star Region, Rambo quickly found an easy job in the inspection team as he wished, responsible for the daily security patrols of the five districts of the fortress. However, not long after taking office, he received this more troublesome task - catching those sneaky fish.

"On the fourth day, one thousand seven hundred and thirty-one." Lao Mo, holding a cigar in his mouth, sat in the patrol ship and locked onto a drone through the sight. A red dot soon lit up and he shot it down.

"This was filmed from deep space. Just drive them away and don't kill them. If they come within 5,000 meters of the floating island, they will be killed on the spot if they are an intruder."

"Tell me, kid, you are only fifty centimeters away from the death line. Do you want to return obediently and stay in jail for three months? Or do you want me to loosen my grip and send you on your way?"

On the ground. In the alley. Rambo unexpectedly caught the New Daily reporter hiding in a construction garbage truck. After tearing off his genetic disguise, he quickly found his true identity from the online genetic identification database.

"Huh, 2S-level mental power?" Rambo, who had successfully upgraded to 3S after returning, easily subdued the outsider within three moves. He scanned his citizen file and was surprised: "A mutant with a specialty in mental induction? No wonder you are the one who swam the deepest among these more than 5,000 small fish."

Rambo clicked on the communication, uploaded the current situation, and then took the newly captured criminals and tools and returned with the team.

Halfway through the journey, Chris's final reply came over the radio: "Thank you for all the hard work on this fishing trip."

"It has been confirmed by the Ministry of External Affairs. This guy has a good reputation and good word of mouth, and he can take decent photos! Let him go." Chris confirmed it again with his colleagues in the Public Relations and External Affairs Department in the conference room, and then issued an order on the public channel of this mission:

"This fishing mission is over. All the people involved in the case have been expelled, and the fortress has returned to normal security."

Wuu—wuuu—

Special frequency alarms rang out over the First Fortress Special Zone, and the deliberately opened secret passages were completely closed. In just seven days, the First Fortress was sealed and returned to its original indestructible appearance.

And in some dark corners, of course, there are also some bloody scenes during cleaning.

But when the interstellar light shone on the floating island again, everything was quiet and clean as if nothing had happened.

*

The alarm sounded at all frequencies, and Fitzgerald, who was standing in front of the French window, certainly heard it. He frowned deeply.

Jenny, the head of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, was so frightened that she dared not even breathe. His Highness rarely personally inquired about the work of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, but today he summoned her and stared at her work report for nearly ten minutes without saying a word.

The tall figure was outlined with straight silhouette lines by the light from the window. The empty office was so quiet that one could not hear a pin drop. However, the only person in power in the room was becoming more and more stern.

Although the five-second video was blurry and shaky, it was beautifully shot. The petite omega woke up from a slight jolt midway and was grabbing his collar to question him. His red hair was a little messy, but the smile on his lips and the affectionate look in his eyes showed that he didn't mind being treated so roughly.

The picture shook for only two seconds before being completely covered by the guards who were guarding in an orderly manner. The last shot of the video was a glance from one of the guards.

"no."

Fitzgerald finally spoke, and the head of the Foreign Affairs Department was so nervous that her heart was in her throat. She didn't dare to respond, but Chris coughed lightly on the voice chat, interrupting the solemn atmosphere.

The black-haired beta in the communication seemed to hold back a laugh before speaking: "Your Highness. If we don't take this opportunity to announce it, our subsequent work will be difficult."

"I think this picture is very good. Miss Su Xi's appearance was not fully captured in the photo. You can rest assured. Besides, brown hair and white skin are not rare dominant genes. Even if the other party wants to find out her background, it will not be that easy."

Albert at the side finally found an opportunity to speak: "Your Highness, you should know that Yindu has been spreading unfavorable opinions, questioning your, um, ability. Now that Queen Mary has returned, she is personally presiding over the selection of your crown princess, and the matching screening of the gene matching library has entered the final round..."

"By announcing the existence of that omega lady at this time, we can delay the proposal submitted by the Omega Association to the House of Lords to implement 'forced matching' on you..."

Fitzgerald understood what Albert reminded him of. 'Forced matching' meant that his next generation would be the product of pure genetic engineering and that he would not be able to continue the 'Gerard' bloodline through 'artificial breeding'. From another perspective, it also meant that he would not be a qualified heir to the empire.

"So, if you don't like this holographic video, change it to another one."

"Or, can we replace an omega with someone else to cover up for us? This will buy some time for Miss Su Xi to recuperate. You know, the omegas who came with Special Envoy Yindu this time are all above Super S level. They have been staying in this fortress full of alphas for almost a month and they are all given to me! It is difficult for me to arrange them, so I might as well take advantage of the situation to avoid Special Envoy Yindu always coming to block you!"

Albert proposed the plan he had been thinking about for a long time, which could not only satisfy the curiosity of the media and the public, but also get that annoying envoy and those omegas back to the central galaxy. How perfect!

"You pick the one that suits your eyes best, give it a random shallow mark, and then send them all back—"

Before Albert finished speaking, he was a little closer to Fitzgerald and immediately felt a strong and cold breath coming from him. Although it was not intentional, the instinctive fear and warning made Albert pale and silent, with cold sweat on his forehead.

The atmosphere in the room was so heavy that it seemed to freeze. As if sensing something, Chris on the other end of the conference call didn't dare to say a word.

After a while, Fitzgerald said calmly, "No need. When we return to Yindu, I will personally take her to the social season on the day of the match."

"Until then, I don't want to see any information leak out."

"Yes!" As a Beta, Jenny was a little far away from the two Alphas, and Fitzgerald had always had perfect control over the concentration and release of his pheromones, so compared to Albert's slightly frightened look at the moment, she seemed much more at ease. Bowing slightly, she replied respectfully: "Everything is up to your wishes."

"Choose a flat photo and submit it to the New Daily News for publication. The financial tycoon behind it was taken over by the Zuo Wei family. This series of related reports was finally approved by Albert."

"yes!"

After receiving the final execution instructions, Jenny, the head of the Foreign Affairs Department, stepped down.

Fitzgerald and Albert were the only ones left in the room.

At this moment, Albert was rubbing his cervical glands little by little to relieve the pressure of his boss's pheromones. He shook his head helplessly. If he didn't know his temper too well, the pheromone threat that relied on the high level to crush him at will could have ruined his friendship at any time!

However, this private complaint was mocked again in the private chat channel of the three people by Chris, who was not present and posted a GIF of a scumbag alpha.

Albert continued to complain to Chris in a private channel: "What is this? You want to make a high-profile announcement, but you don't want people to see even a strand of your hair. How can the people below carry it out?"

Chris: "Scum, this is the difference between your work ability and mine. I leave this to you, take your time to figure it out!"

Finally, the matter was settled.

The dynamic photo that the Ministry of Foreign Affairs chose to release through private media forces is actually perfect and there is nothing wrong with it.

A tall alpha with a stern expression was walking among thousands of people, under the awe-inspiring and absolute protection of a whole team of personal soldiers. The petite outline tightly wrapped in his arms was strictly in an absolutely protective posture. Only conceal when the wind blew while he was walking, a small bit of skin was revealed in a flash in the video.

Then a photo like this was also intercepted by Fitzgerald when the final draft was reviewed.

The tall alpha remained silent, and used his slender index finger to slightly zoom in on the light screen on the desktop. The petite omega's crystal pink toes at that location on the picture were extremely adorable.

The fingertips rubbed lightly, and there was a half-answer of silence. Then the only photo in the final draft was erased.

When Chris learned that Albert had been removed from the project and that she was taking over, she understood what he meant and chose a distant view with only his back.

Then there is the beautiful silhouette of the floating island in the morning light.

Thus, this star network information, which was first published by the New Daily, a little-known private media in the Central Galaxy, immediately spread to all territories of the interstellar human empire at the speed of light.

Along with 'His Majesty Fitzgerald's mysterious omega', everyone was discussing the beautiful silhouette of the 'floating island' that had appeared overnight on the First Fortress, the Iron City.

*

floating island.

At dawn, Su Xi had already completed her daily meditation in the cold spring area and tried to repair her chakra. After the intelligent system sensed that she had stood up, it drove the mist in the forest to gently wrap around her naked body. The nanosilver morning mist was light and warm, and it efficiently cleaned up the gene repair fluid left in her body from the cold spring.

At this moment, she still didn't know how the clear spring in the forest, gurgling like a dream in the artificial moonlight, was coveted by the outside world.

The area of ​​the spring is not large, only about 10 square meters, but it is a living spring, and under the living spring is a reactor of "gene conversion enzyme" that is replaced every day. At that time on the planet BV32-II, the vulture that chased her only had to risk his life to get the volume of a small test tube with less than 30ML at this concentration.

However, in this "floating island" that was built almost overnight, the existence of this clear spring, the flowers and trees in the mountains, the sand and stones under the feet, seem to be one and the same, coexisting equally and harmoniously, and there seems to be no huge difference in value.

However, every flower, tree, grain of sand and stone on the floating island were carefully transported and selected from other galaxies at least three thousand light years away.

The foundation of the building is not a full metal structure as some outside media speculated, but is entirely a part of a primitive life star directly transmitted from a neighboring galaxy.

The biochemical circulation system on it, including the green plants, is the result of the stable growth of the biological genome of the First Fortress after the catalysis of time.

Because on the third day, no matter how the Ministry of Works cared for them, those delicate flowers transplanted from the life planets in the Rose Nebula died in large numbers due to the inability to adapt to the local climate.

Fortunately, Fitzgerald's basic requirement was only to create an oxygen-rich gravity environment for cultivation, and he did not demand that the environment be the most perfect and refined.

But the Construction Department did not dare to neglect it, and the winning planet development company also trembled and did not care about the cost. They were good at manufacturing and developing Rose Planet, and they were unique in creating ecological environment and oxygen-rich environment. And they were extremely good at figuring out the thoughts and needs of alphas in this situation.

However, even so, the most perfect effect can be presented within three days, and on the fourth day all the delicate flowers will wither.

Just like the dilemma faced by the omega who is now immersed in the gene repair fluid.

Fourteen days later, on this morning, the data curve of her complete gene repair showed a cliff-like drop in the monitoring readings. After understanding the situation, Su Xi put on her robe and lightly closed the self-query system with her bare hands. She walked out of this semi-natural and semi-artificial landscape.

Fitzgerald was already waiting for her outside, holding her coat with one hand. Su Xi didn't know how long he had been waiting. Birds were chirping in the woods, and the first rays of morning light were faintly appearing.

The red-haired alpha stood under the forest, with a slightly moist mist draped over his shoulders and his brows and eyelashes slightly frosted, but he stood straight without a trace of impatience.

She came out, he put the cap on her, and then took her hand.

Su Xi raised her eyes and glanced at him. Then she lowered them again.

For Fitzgerald, after he tried to take action, he saw that his omega neither objected nor pushed him away like he did during the last quarrel.

So he held it tighter.

He calmed down and walked in front of her, holding her hand. Where Su Xi couldn't see, a faint smile appeared on his face.

Last night's quarrel was over. Fitzgerald turned his head and lowered his eyes, meeting her eyes that were secretly looking at him. Su Xi turned her head away. But her delicate fingers moved towards his warm palm on their own initiative.

The five fingers that were originally connected became even tighter.

This was the second time they had quarreled and reconciled in just fourteen days since they returned to the First Fortress.

*

The first argument.

It was the day when they returned to the First Fortress. Su Xi woke up with a slight jolt and found that she had been tricked into sleeping by a so-called "candlelight dinner". Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, before they could even come to a conclusion, Su Xi was embarrassed to find out that she was being watched by thousands of people. She blushed and shrank back into her blanket, suppressing all her doubts and anger.

But later when the two were alone, Su Xi, who had calmed down after her anger, also calmed down and tried to reason with him. It would be better not to play out the clichéd plot of "I hid it from you for your own good". What could be more important than being honest with each other?

Especially for her, in this interstellar age, she has no blood relatives or inseparable friends. After breaking away from the state of assimilation with the planet, she has given up the pursuit of "ultimate experience" when she first arrived in the interstellar. And in human society, the emotional bond between her and Fitzgerald has almost represented her greatest determination to take root in this interstellar age.

Separated by the long river of time and the eternal loneliness of the universe, the so-called love alone cannot overcome the huge ideological differences. Therefore, the only thing she was worried about in their relationship was the possible differences caused by different concepts.

In some ways, they are very similar.

Su Xi realized this clearly.

But for Fitzgerald, he treated Suxi with unprecedented patience and respect, not forcing her but asking for her wishes from the bottom of his heart, not just perfunctorily doing so out of courtesy.

But this first-in-line heir to the empire has been in power for a long time and has no habit of explaining everything to others. Moreover, he is a straight-laced alpha by nature. Even before he met her, his understanding of the omega gender was almost the same as that of a chirping beast whose IQ was almost the same as that of a 50-year-old human child.

After meeting her, this red-haired alpha automatically divided 'my omega' and 'other omegas' into completely different categories in his mental map.

But no matter how special his perception of Su Xi was, he had to take her under his wing and protect her. He could not even protect her from the wind and rain and make her smile and be happy, so how could he put danger and hidden despair in front of her?

Impossible.

So on the first night, the two were chatting and being intimate, but when it came to the key issues, they inevitably had a quarrel between lovers. That quarrel lasted for three days and two nights.

It all ended on the third night when Fitzgerald admitted defeat and came clean.

Su Xi returned the kiss passionately.

Fortunately, he was quite receptive to this approach, and the crisis of the first quarrel passed just like that.

*

The second time was last night, the thirteenth night since Su Xi arrived at the floating island.

As for the content of the quarrel? In fact, it was just that she felt that he was hiding something from her. That overly perfect and seductive expression was exactly the same as the feeling he showed during the last candlelight dinner in the Great Wilderness Star Region Geocentric Space Station.

As for the hidden things, how could she not guess them?

Watching countless medical personnel busying themselves taking care of her body's rapidly declining ability to repair itself after half of her chakra was destroyed, in just thirteen days, a new batch of medical teams arrived and before they could even get familiar with the team, they were immediately replaced by another batch. From all these signs, one can easily guess something.

Moreover, although Su Xi's level dropped, the heights she had reached before made it easy for her to perceive her current situation. The state of perfect balance between gene 'collapse-rebirth' was broken, and now she completely relied on the repair fluid mixed with his special gene extraction enzyme to continue her life.

Originally, after what happened in the Great Wilderness Star Region, Fitzgerald had come to terms with it and accepted that she might only have the lifespan of an ordinary omega, and could only rely on the drugs he mixed to survive for the rest of her life. After all, there were very few examples of chakras being half-broken and then repaired again.

During the 41-day alien journey, the two recovery treatments were very effective, making him a little too optimistic.

But after returning to the First Fortress, this optimism lasted until the seventh day. The concentration of the gene repair fluid required became higher and higher, and oral administration was ineffective. Meanwhile, Suxi's immune system became more and more fragile... Fitzgerald's heart sank deeper and deeper into darkness day by day.

The omega that he had completely marked would become more and more sensitive to the emotions of his alpha. Even without pheromones, he would hug her and kiss her carefully every night after he came back. The red-haired alpha would rather crush the inhibitor secretly than take the last step with her permission.

Obviously, when she was in the geocentric space station, once her physical condition was a little better, he indulged her at night. Such a clear difference, such an attitude of taking care of the fragile crystal, the traces revealed were too obvious.

For Su Xi, the worst-case scenario was an inevitable ending. However, her fearlessness of death faded as she was overwhelmed by the emotions that she faced day after day.

She promised to stay with him until she died, but what would he do when that day came?

Last night, she tried to start the conversation with "what if" and wanted to talk about the "last day", but what greeted her was the extremely suppressed and extremely cold rage in the alpha signal.

Su Xi couldn't bear it and her face turned pale on the spot.

Fitzgerald turned away with a suppressed expression.

No one knew where he went that night, and Su Xi couldn't fall asleep in the middle of the night, so she simply went to soak in the cold spring, and tried again and again to repair her chakra according to the plan of the spiritual power repairer.

The spiritual power repairer that Fitzgerald urgently recruited was already a leader in the relevant field of the Empire. After the consultation, he could only reluctantly provide a set of self-repair plans. He could not do more.

But her body was too fragile, so the method was not useless. It was just too slow, too slow to take effect.

She soaked in the cold spring silently all night.

After he calmed down, he came back and waited for her outside the forest all night.

It's dawn.

No more quarreling, I guess we've made peace.

Su Xi thought optimistically.

At this moment, the two of them were heading from the cold spring area of ​​the floating island to the sun observatory on the top of the hill.

Holding hands all the way forward.

Su Xi's eyes followed the two people's clasped hands, along his strong forearms half exposed by his rolled-up sleeves, along his untidy red hair, all the way to his profile that was slightly lit up in the morning light...

She walked barefoot across the shallow stream and across the plank road. The slight exercise made her soak in the cold spring for too long, causing her slightly cold cheeks to become slightly red.

She walked slowly, and he followed her pace without rushing, casually answering questions about the origins of those rare plants and the characteristics of the galaxies where they originated.

Reach the top of the mountain.

The beta waiter in white arranged everything with good training, then left with a slight bow.

Breakfast in the morning light, everything seems so beautiful as a dream.

The First Fortress is a huge man-made steel city, and the core area A is filled with a cold and iron-blooded atmosphere. Therefore, from the sun observatory, across the artificial atmosphere of the floating island, one can vaguely see those giant steel fleets passing by in the distance.

The originally dazzling starlight, refracted by the artificial atmosphere of the floating island, makes this interstellar sunrise even more magnificent and gorgeous.

Su Xi stood on the steps, which was the best observation point, and with her bare hands she touched the empty spot in the air, and the entire floating island, including the holographic scene of Area A, appeared in front of her. She had fought for this authority after the first quarrel.

A warm breath surrounded her from behind. His neatly combed red head was buried in the crook of her shoulder, touching her soft cheek intimately.

"Fitz," Suxi turned slightly, held his face with one hand and said, "Thank you for building a floating island for me, but I don't want it to be a cage for canaries. I hope this island will be our common nest."

The red-haired alpha snorted softly, his handsome and almost perfect face being rubbed into a mess by a small hand, "It's not worth your praise, such a simple environment..."

He was not extravagant by nature, but he was also not satisfied.

"When you're better, we'll go to the Alpha Galaxy. I own an undeveloped star field that's very similar to the galaxy in your memory. You'll like it..."

The warm breath whispered in her ear, but Su Xi could hear depression and sadness. Yes, in her current physical condition, she would probably be out of breath if she left this artificial oxygen-rich area, let alone travel across the stars to another remote corner.

So, she tried to be cheerful and gave another suggestion; "Fitz, I want to go to the First Fortress, where you usually live."

"Nothing to see."

"Well, let's go and see."

He had no choice but to agree, but on the condition that she must fully cooperate with another attempt within the next eight days.

Su Xi returned his kiss with a smile.

*

In the star field where the First Fortress is located, when the light of the first star shines on the high tower of Area A.

This military stronghold was operating normally during the day, except for some places where there were occasional minor troubles. After all, the transition between dusk and dawn was the easiest time for loopholes to be exploited.

MD. Chris was fretting over this issue.

"What? He ran away again?"

"You are the elites of the First Fortress after all! How come you can't even keep a small thug in check?!"

Looking at the subordinates who were listening with their heads down, and looking at the repair cabin that was destroyed from the inside out, the black-haired beta calmed down after her anger. She squatted down and took a closer look, and suddenly sneered: "They were so smart as to pretend to be awake and create signs of damage from the inside."

"Who is it? Could it be his accomplice..." Chris narrowed his eyes and planned to solve the problem rudely. "Gary, please be in charge of the interrogation and investigation."

"Yes." Gary, who was watching the show at the side, was suddenly called. He rubbed his nose and was really reluctant to wade into the internal waters of the Zuowei family. But in order to whitewash his past experience as a double spy, he had to stay in the security team of Chris Medical Center and gain experience.

"Gary?"

"Got it, sir!" Gary, the former ace spy and top mental interrogator of the three armed forces, now a security guard at the Medical Department, had to stand up straight and lazily replied, "I promise to complete the mission, but I would like to start the investigation from the new recruit named 'Zuowei', okay?"

Chris glanced at him, understood his friend's ridicule, and was angry and helpless: "Okay, I authorize you to torture them as you like! It's not military law! It's family law! Kill those daring little bastards!"

"Yes, I hope my skills are not rusty yet."

Gary smiled, put on gloves and walked towards the group of 'little brats' amidst the horrified looks.

Mary, who had just finished her shift and was about to go home to rest and hug her wife, suddenly received a call from Chris with an urgent short-term mission authorization. She clicked to receive it, and then said to Rambo and others: "There is a small trouble. Chris's family is estimated to have escaped to the core area according to the surveillance ring. You have 15 minutes to catch him back."

"Let's go!" Rambo suddenly whistled, "I love doing this, it's so fun to fight with that guy, hehe!"

Mary rolled her eyes at him and sneered, "Please understand the situation clearly. Area A is so nervous about that person right now, and the patrol is so strong that it's abnormal. We must not be unlucky enough to run into the commander's bodyguards in this mission. Even if Chris rescues us later, do you want to be locked up for a long time for nothing?"

"No!" Rambo shuddered, "Let's go, let's finish this quickly and quietly."

"Which direction will he escape to? Why are there three tracking points?" Rambo frowned in doubt, "Should we five chase him separately?"

"Separate them," Mary said firmly, "I hope that guy is not stupid enough to go in the direction of the floating island."

Rambo shuddered, turned his head and looked up at the beautiful island. Those who knew a little about it knew exactly how formidable the defense there was.

Just like a dragon guarding its most beloved treasure, anyone who touches it will die.

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