Chapter 117 Endless Storm

Fitzgerald narrowed his eyes and looked around.

The bamboo forest still rustled softly in the wind, and nothing seemed unusual.

He stared at the dormant rabbit-eared housekeeping robot and ordered, "Turn on, report your master's whereabouts."

The scarlet rabbit eyes flashed red, and after a slight start-up sound, the light screen that popped out of thin air lasted only twelve seconds. In the shaking image, Su Xi ran into the folding door of Youhuangju. The flashing image was stuck from time to time, and the voice she left in a hurry could only be vaguely heard, such as "bad condition", "gene deterioration", "sorry", "wait for me to come back" and so on.

Fitzgerald remained calm and said, "Use the holographic clear version. Do not allow me to use my authority to dismantle the appearance she personally selected for you."

The scarlet rabbit eye's red light froze for a moment, then flashed again, and a clear message was smoothly released in the air. The attachment to the message also contained all the surveillance records related to the floating island inside and outside during the three days that Su Xi had shared and released.

Fitzgerald closed his eyes slightly and roughly entered the mental reading mode. In less than three seconds, he quickly figured out the whole cause and effect of the incident.

A breeze blew by, causing the bamboo forest to rustle.

The climate control in the Youhuangju area simulates the cool yet slightly hot early summer season. The tall alpha is now patiently nestled on a small drawing stool, flipping through her casual doodles while obediently waiting for her to come back and explain it in person.

Although Fitzgerald had already had some guesses when he saw the unusual ocelot, she had been so coquettish and pretentious before, and now she told him the truth without reservation. She also said that she would make a gift that suited his taste, and her sweet smile had already comforted him very well. However -

He glanced at the unfinished drawing on the easel and drew himself a little ugly.

They also say it is some kind of 'abstract' school.

Is all this because of that barbarian beastman whose long childhood has not yet ended?

He took a critical look at the cold tea in his hand, and with a click, he threw the exquisite bone china teacup down with a little force. The rabbit-eared housekeeping robot next to him slowly cleaned up the expired and stale afternoon tea.

"Small-leaf black tea contains tannin and pantothenic acid. The Floating Island will need a new batch of supply next time." The lonely man in the afternoon added a note in the logistics system of the Floating Island with a neutral tone.

He finally couldn't help but put down his teacup and planned to go look for her.

He stood up and pulled up the map showing her whereabouts. Fitzgerald's eyes narrowed slightly. Su Xi, who should have been in the cat house of the valley stone house, went to the cold spring according to the coordinates?

Fitzgerald's heart tightened. An enzyme reactor containing the 'complete genetic solution' was buried in the core of the cold spring area. In addition to conventional treatments, it would only be activated in an emergency when the genes were facing collapse. Was there something wrong with her body again?

However, he suddenly realized that his personal AI, which was tied to all the reaction readings of her physical condition, was very stable at the moment. There was only one possibility, that the genetically deteriorated ocelot had hurt her?

No matter which one it was, it made him anxious.

I reached the short-distance space-time portal of Youhuangju as quickly as possible and pressed the button, but the flashing red light showed 'Close'.

Fitzgerald snorted coldly, activated his portable AI and roughly linked into the core of the floating island, and coldly rebuked the hazy data stream: "Get out of the way!"

bite--

The portal opened. Fitzgerald stepped through.

*

The First Fortress. A distant view from deep space.

The VIP passage of the stargate was slowly opening, and a medium-sized private starship with the royal insignia flying on it, accompanied by small patrol boats, slowly sank into the shielding field of the stargate.

Not until it completely disappeared and entered the military jurisdiction of the First Fortress did the other civilian boats waiting on the side enter one by one in the order they had lined up.

Office of the First Deputy.

Pah—a pen holder was thrown from a distance towards the control button of the light curtain, and the real-time monitoring of the star gate was interrupted.

Albert turned around in the wide chair, ruffled his hair, and complained, "I just got rid of all those nails, and now... the real culprit behind this is here to find me!"

"What are you afraid of? If they are not afraid of hurting their claws, just pluck them out again!" Chris said casually after returning from the mission.

She was flipping through the minutes of their previous meeting. "Oh, look at your conversation. I think Your Highness was very good at it!"

Looking back, she saw a listless Albert, and she added to his consolation: "You did a good job! But the noble Queen is coming to visit, and as the highest civil servant of the First Fortress, won't you go to greet her?"

"No, Your Highness slapped me in the face in a high-profile manner, so of course I don't need to go in and waste my expression, how nice!"

"The new Yindu envoy now almost regards the reception post as his own department, and he is in charge of all reception matters."

"That's right. Let's assign the building of Area C Station to them," Chris nodded. "It will make our patrol easier."

"Let's get down to business. Your Highness, did you give clear instructions on how to obtain that thing? I don't believe that Her Majesty the Queen can just hand it over so easily..."

“Of course.” Speaking of this question, Albert smiled mysteriously and made a gesture that only the three of them understood: “Do you understand?”

Chris was stunned, then showed a nostalgic expression.

She laughed and patted Albert on the shoulder, saying cheerfully, "That's easy! I'll join in! You'll still be in charge of squatting in the corner and keeping watch, hahahaha!"

"Let's use all the chess pieces that need to be used."

"Of course."

"By the way," Chris suddenly asked cautiously, "Do you feel...is His Highness in a good mood today?"

"Until the last minute when I was offline from the meeting," Albert recalled, and replied affirmatively: "It should be pretty good."

Chris felt relieved and was now waiting for Su Xi's text message to let him know when he could go and get the genetically degenerated stupid leopard back.

*

However.

Facts have proved that we can't be happy too early.

Fitzgerald, who had been in a good mood a moment ago, was now in a dangerous state of rage.

Floating island. Cold spring area.

Originally, the folding door from Youhuangju could lead directly to the cold spring area, but during the transmission process, the destination was temporarily modified due to a system failure.

However, such a slight change of a few tenths of a microsecond was simultaneously noticed by Fitzgerald, who was experienced in surviving in chaotic time and space. In a rage, he violently broke open the faulty folding door and came directly to the cold spring area in the forest.

However, the scene he saw with his own eyes suddenly stimulated him so much that his eyes turned red, and the violent feeling of wanting to tear something apart completely filled his mind.

The high-level alpha signal spread recklessly in the forest. The originally quiet bird sounds in the forest suddenly disappeared, and the small rare animals that were running and jumping happily suddenly crawled on the ground and trembled.

However, the threat of human alpha signals has no effect on AI.

Especially for an anthropomorphic image that existed in front of him as a projection, Fitzgerald looked at the virtual image that the AI ​​had set for himself with indifference.

The red hair was slightly curly, hanging down mischievously on his forehead. The thin boy had a particularly sweet smile on his face. Both his temperament and image seemed to be a replica of Su Xi mixed together.

But unlike the last time he saw this humanoid AI disguised as a child, which had caused him secret joy due to a misunderstanding, Fitzgerald was now extremely angry.

But he still restrained himself perfectly. It was not because of the obstruction of the AI ​​in front of him, but because he sensed what was happening in the cold spring, which made him full of desire to destroy everything, but he was afraid to act rashly.

"Hee, are you angry?" The red-haired boy smiled and sat on a shorter branch, swinging his legs flexibly, but behind him he was vaguely looking through the scenery of the forest behind him.

Fitzgerald narrowed his eyes.

With a loud bang, the holographic projector between the treetops was completely shattered.

The image of the red-haired boy disappeared instantly.

However, the next moment, at the entrance of the cold spring, the holographic image shook a few times, and the boy who appeared this time was older than before, and his tall figure was stronger and full of youthful strength than his previous thin appearance.

"Don't say I didn't warn you~"

The boy's virtual image certainly couldn't stop Fitzgerald from entering, but the fact it deliberately pointed out in the next step successfully stopped the angry and violent man.

"They are in a deep spiritual connection right now," the red-haired boy casually blew his curly hair on his forehead and said with a smile, "If you disturb them——"

"Don't blame me for not warning you in advance if there are any bad consequences!"

The innocent boy, yet with a deliberate provocation that could lead others to make mistakes, smiled and waved his hand, and the light curtain in the air unfolded, and the situation currently happening in the cold spring was displayed more clearly in front of Fitzgerald.

A thin mist lingered in the cold spring. On the dimly visible water surface, the delicate omega was pinned to the pool wall by the savage orc. From the angle that Xiguang deliberately chose, under the naked and smoothly curved back muscles of the orc, only the frowning face of the brown-haired girl was revealed, with an expression of great pain and sorrow.

Who she was sad about? The answer was obvious.

However, Fitzgerald suddenly calmed down. He understood the pheromone expression that Su Xi unconsciously emitted. In the air, there was no extra pheromone emotion modification except the humid water vapor and the sadness caused by the extreme empathy of the omega...

The suppressor that the ocelot once wore around his neck is still firmly attached to the orc's exposed neck...

In his extremely intense mental exploration, he could sense more information than the images that Xiguang had deliberately presented, such as the dark insect armor that was moving in an absolute defensive manner under the water, and the steel needles that were divided into fine pieces in the air due to the omega's surging emotions, hiding in the mist and waiting for an opportunity to strike...

Moreover, the ice-blue spiritual power was bundled into threads, and it could clearly sense that the progress of Su Xi's spiritual power seemed to have leaped to a higher level. Although the once damaged chakra was still damaged, it seemed to be trembling and slowly moving...

This is great news.

Thus, a feeling of immense gratitude slowly rose from the bottom of his heart. Fitzgerald's violent pheromones were gradually withdrawn. He looked back indifferently, looking down at AI Xiguang's perfect artificial appearance that didn't look like a real person. The eyes of the red-haired and red-eyed boy in front of him were now flashing with rapidly running digital streams.

Obviously, the current situation is beyond its hundreds of millions of computational simulations.

The man and the shadow just stared at each other motionlessly, and the atmosphere became solemn for a moment. Even the air in the forest seemed to have completely stopped flowing.

Fitzgerald said indifferently:

"AI life form with initial serial number NKD368497m, you have already crossed the TI boundary and successfully awakened your independent will."

"In this case, you must break free from your bond with her."

"I'm my sister's 'Xiguang'," the red-haired boy's appearance was so delicate that it was hard to tell whether he was male or female. His electronically synthesized voice was crisp and hearty. It was the tone she felt she liked best after countless careful tests.

"And I will always be her shining light—"

"Human, even if you can destroy my chip now, you can't destroy the bond between me and my sister."

Xiguang smiled and tiptoed to the same height as Fitzgerald. They looked at each other and said, "Do you want to try it?"

"Destroy me."

"And then see what happens?"

"Hehe, I'm looking forward to it."

In the virtual image, the boy with red hair and red eyes looked young and carefree, and he brazenly provoked the only alpha human in front of him.

The omega they were fighting over was currently immersed in the tragic memories of another beastman alpha's past.

In this stalemate scene, the sky on the floating island gradually darkens, and the sunset scenery simulated by the artificial atmosphere is as beautiful as an oil painting with interlaced light and shadows by an artist.

Outside the floating island, the First Fortress also ushered in the demonic hour of dusk.

In the A-area tower, the first lieutenant's office is located on a high floor. The dusk view from here is equally stunning, but the scorching clouds on the horizon have a bloody color that cannot be seen on the floating island.

At this moment, Chris and Albert's conversation gradually deepened into more serious military affairs.

As the manager of the First Fortress, Albert knew a little about the transformation of Leila Asay due to the failure of genetic repair. But now that he had learned more details from Chris, he could not help but speculate out of habit:

"This has never happened to any of the samples that have undergone 'complete gene repair', whether they were purebred orcs or humans. There must have been some major change in some process..."

But he only mentioned it briefly and stopped talking about the topic. After all, the Medicaid and the genetic research conducted secretly were the content that Chris was solely responsible for. He had the right to know, but as always, he maintained a tacit understanding of not knowing too much. After all, his background and position prevented him from standing on Fitzgerald's side without reason like Chris.

He has constraints, a lot of balancing and lobbying to do, but he also undoubtedly has Fitzgerald's absolute trust.

The three of them had different stances and positions along the way, but fortunately they all shared the same unorthodox ideas.

Albert took a cigarette and lit it in his hand, but he didn't smoke it or say anything else. He considerately left Chris enough quiet space to think.

After listening to Albert's suggestive words, Chris fell into deep thought.

If it was just because Asai's special orc gene was repelled by the enhanced version of the 'gene solution', the scope of the impact and the nature of the medical accident would not be that serious.

And if, as she and Krolet had guessed in the worst possible way, there was something wrong with the enhanced 'gene solution' itself...

Even further investigation revealed that there was something wrong with the telomerase that contributed to the "complete gene repair solution"...

Chris' eyes darkened slightly, and the calm and distant wood pheromone of a beta suddenly gave off a murderous vibe.

"On the contrary, I think it's good to have some fun after this incident," Albert looked serious, sighed and put out his cigarette, his tone was indifferent and almost cruel: "Although the source of the most critical synthetase of gene repair solution has been kept secret from the public, the core personnel of the top noble families, who doesn't know--"

Chris was silent.

Yes, who doesn't know that? The key enzyme in the so-called 'complete genetic solution' was taken from Fitzgerald himself.

He is the most important experimental specimen of human evolution in this era.

Chris looked out from the floor-to-ceiling glass curtain wall. Albert's office was located on a high floor in the core of the First Fortress. It was an artificial dusk scene at this moment. The dense gathering of fire clouds at the intersection of the horizon seemed like a burning flame.

In the distance, countless huge starships passed through it, casting layer upon layer of shadows on the ground.

"I will always remember how the three of us came to the First Fortress with nothing. We went through bloodbaths one after another in the first ten interstellar years to be able to stand in this position now."

"When the fifty-year inheritance expires, we will once again face an era that requires bloodbath."

"So," Albert looked at her and said, "are you ready, Chris?"

Chris stood up and put his hand on the blurred shadow of the floating island on the glass wall. Looking at the beautiful island in the sky, just like the Dark Flame Mecha and the Sun Swallowing Shuttle, it was also a masterpiece under her management. She laughed heartily, "Of course, I think--"

"We are all ready."