Chapter 112 This is a compliment. He probably won’t have children in his lifetime…
"What's your mother's name?"
Hearing the admiral's question, Bai Ling didn't think much about it. He knew that Admiral Schloeran had been to Earth and that this question was probably just a reminder of his past and he asked it on a whim.
Bai Ling raised his chin slightly, and looked at the speaker seriously with his grey eyes: "Her name is Bai Ke, do you know her?"
Bai Ke...
The ghost recited the name in a trembling voice. From the depths of his memory, an identity card emerged. It was hung on his chest. It was a piece of cardboard with a white background and a blue border. On it was written:
[Researcher: Bai Ke]
If you count carefully, that was twenty years ago.
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Schlolan had been to Earth once.
The Earth and the Interstellar Alliance have always maintained a delicate connection. As the mother planet of mankind, it has an exclusive status. But as a country and region, it is like a distant relative paralyzed in bed, and no one dares to take over easily.
Out of humanitarian reasons, the Empire still provides a large amount of aid to Earth every year.
Those supplies, including food, supplies, medical care, and production equipment, will go through sixteen jumps and take a full three months to finally land on the earth's soil where the radiation level exceeds the standard.
Sixteen jumps, with huge fuel costs, were enough to demonstrate the empire's generosity.
Shi Luolan also followed the ship once.
But that time, he went there with a mission.
The Earth wants the Empire to accept some of the refugees. The meeting was at the foreign minister level and required the presence of the Secretary of State. For safety reasons, Schrollan accompanied the visit as a representative of the military.
As soon as we got off the ship, everyone was given a radiation detector.
The detector is small, shaped like a square iron block, and the backward black and white display screen occasionally flashes numbers. The security officer reminded:
"This is the roentgen value, which represents the intensity of the radiation of radioactive substances in the air. 0.4 roentgen/second is a safe value, and an alarm will be triggered if it exceeds this value."
Schlolan played with the small piece of iron. "0.4 roentgen?"
"Yes, 0.4/second. If the value is exceeded, there is a risk of death."
After that, the security officer also talked about a lot of taboos, including -
"You can't have excessive contact with Earthlings, and you have to wear gloves when shaking hands."
"Any hugging or kissing involving skin contact is prohibited."
"Try not to eat any food from the earth, not even water."
A soldier in the back row joked: "Sir, can't you drink some water?"
The security officer replied sternly: "I have no right to interfere with those who drink from your teammates. If you drink from Earthlings, you will be dealt with by military law."
Schloerland thought he was exaggerating. The ancestors of the Imperials were all mutants created from nuclear waste water, and they had some anti-radiation genes, so there was no need to be so cautious.
Wearing heavy anti-radiation suits and riding the shaft elevator for half an hour, we finally arrived at the refuge city buried deep in the earth's crust.
Here, they were immediately gripped by a feeling of depression.
In order to avoid radiation, lead-gray concrete is everywhere, and people living here are like living in huge coffins. Being alive, yet being dead is no different.
In this "coffin" there are more than 600,000 residents.
One third of them suffered from varying degrees of radiation sickness. Some were contracted while picking up trash outside, and some were inherited. After the medical system collapsed, they were left to fend for themselves.
The Earth's foreign minister showed them the miserable conditions in the hospital and said, "Please take these poor people to the Empire for treatment."
Shi Luolan said regretfully: "I'm sorry, the monarch only wants healthy children and young people."
The light in the Earth's Foreign Minister's eyes dimmed and his lips moved silently.
Shi Luolan knew that he must be cursing Isupareso in his heart. The old emperor was so cold-hearted that he refused to accept a single patient.
This is like going to the store to buy cabbage, pointing at the cabbage and saying: I only want the heart.
The seller was, of course, furious.
There have been several rounds of similar condemnations and insults, but they did not happen here, but in the Interstellar Alliance. The Federation and a number of small countries seized on this point and wanted to hang Isupaleso on the devil's gallows, calling him "an old thief who drained the young blood of the earth!"
The old emperor said indifferently, "Okay, then send the patients from Earth to the Federation."
The federal president is once again selectively playing blind.
Shi Luolan also felt that the old emperor's tactics were too extreme. But when he thought about it in reverse, he gradually felt that this approach seemed to be the most reasonable.
Just imagine, if the empire agreed to give priority to the elderly, the weak and the sick, would anyone be willing to maim themselves in order to get on board?
There will definitely be.
Moreover, even if he managed to board the ship and sail for three months, he would die halfway due to his weak body.
For the old emperor's sophisticated and inhumane government machine, this was a waste of resources.
"This is the kindergarten of the shelter." The Foreign Minister took them to the new place.
Although it is said to be a new place, it is actually so shabby that it is unimaginable. The missing mushroom house, the worn-out slide, and the faded floor mat, everything seemed to be covered with a layer of dust. Some children with missing limbs were playing in the pool, but there was no water in it, only some plastic ocean balls to fill the space. The children were unaware that their laughter reached the low concrete ceiling and couldn't get out.
This dreamlike scene deeply shocked the imperial people present.
"The shelter cannot develop industry on a large scale. So these facilities were picked up from the ground, removed the radiation, and then brought down to continue using them."
Because of the lack of replacements, it will become more and more broken.
Someone asked with a complicated expression: "What's going on with those kids?"
The Earth's foreign minister replied: "Genetic disease, amputation."
"Alas...then how sad their parents must be."
Admiral Schloeren was not married, but at that time he put himself in the shoes of a father and couldn't help but imagine it. If his child unfortunately becomes disabled, he will be heartbroken and will spend any amount of money to get the child treated.
However, he was busy with military affairs and was away from home 300 days a year. Even if he married a wife, it would be a waste of her youth.
He probably won't have children in his life.
It was afternoon, and according to the schedule, they had to pass through the center of the underground city and receive the welcome of the people.
There is no sunlight here all year round, which is not suitable for vegetation growth. The people were holding red flowers in their hands, and from afar they looked as beautiful as the rolling sunset.
"The flowers they are shaking are all fake." The old soldier strolled around, ran back and stood next to Shi Luolan, joking with him:
"Admiral, you have to be careful. I heard that the females here are very bold and will pull off your buttons and take them home as souvenirs."
"What's the point of pulling the buttons?"
"The second button on your chest is close to your heart. Taking it away is like taking away your heart."
Because of this sentence, Shi Luolan always covered his buttons tightly when shaking hands with people.
He glanced at the radiation detector, [0.2 roentgen], everything is safe.
Just then, someone bumped into his chest, his hair flying, a few strands drifting to the collar of his rigid military uniform.
"Click", the small scissors closed suddenly, and the brass button fell off and fell into a smooth palm.
"You are so moral, are you afraid of being caught for breeding?" A cold voice passed by my ears, and when I listened carefully, it was somewhat amusing.
Admiral Shi Luolan was stunned for a moment and subconsciously reached out to grab her, but the woman had already retreated into the vast crowd and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Admiral, was someone attacking you? Are you injured?"
"It's okay." Shi Luolan waved his hand, "I just lost a button."
He looked down at the bald spot on his chest and thought slowly, the stunning glimpse just now reappearing in his mind.
The bright red lips are more beautiful than blood.
Shi Luolan looked up at the fake flowers again and felt bored.
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Shi Luolan didn't expect that he would meet that woman again.
Diplomatic talks were the job of the Secretary of State, and since he had some free time, he walked around the government building.
The suicide rate here is high. Due to lack of sunlight all year round, people will lack vitamin D and then suffer from depression.
No matter where you go, the expressions on people's faces are tired and numb. A gloomy atmosphere hangs over the space, making the air polluted.
Shi Luolan is optimistic by nature, but if he stays here for a long time, he will feel depressed.
The Earth side was afraid that he was wandering around trying to gather information, so they held an emergency meeting and decided to send someone to follow him.
Shi Luolan shrugged to show that he was casual.
After waiting for a while at the office door, he saw the door open and a tall woman walked out. Her cold white skin blended into the wall behind her, but she had on such bright lipstick that her whole body was filled with strong contrast, which caught other people's attention.
The woman walked up to him, only five centimeters shorter than him.
Shi Luolan smiled and asked, "How high are your heels?"
"Twelve centimeters." Under the dim electric light, the woman took out a cigarette case, put it to her lips, and lit it. Through the swirling smoke, she looked at him with her dark eyes and smiled:
"Are your heels as long as mine?"
Adults can always read the cues between each other's words instantly.
Perhaps the environment in the shelter was too depressing, causing Shi Luolan to lose his mind. By the time he came to his senses, he had been dragged by his military uniform tie and pressed on the desk.
There was no main light in the room, only a table lamp. I don't know what era the dark green lampshade was from. The light was dim and yellow. If you looked at it for a long time, you would start to suspect that you were dreaming.
Soon, a soft hand climbed up his chest, inch by inch, caressing his full pectoral muscles, as if inspecting imported goods, carefully and indifferently.
"Very good, very tight, oversized, thighs are also full, indicating high ketone testosterone levels, good stuff."
Shi Luolan felt something was wrong and quickly changed the subject: "Why did you take off my buttons?"
"Why?" the woman said casually, "I like you."
Shi Luolan is of peregrine falcon descent, and most male birds of prey tend to admire the strong. He was not interested in ordinary omegas. Instead, the aura of an Earth woman made his heart beat faster and his Adam's apple roll unbearably.
The woman leaned over, her cold and beautiful face showing the self-control of someone who had lived in a superior position for a long time. She should have restrained herself, but she moved her blood-red lips and said:
"After listening to my confession, can you do it now? Alien creature."
Schlolan had no idea how it all happened. It was not only weird, but also bizarre. How could two people who had just met each other suddenly burst into flames and become entangled and unable to be separated?
It is obvious that the other party does not even have pheromones. At best, he can only be considered a beta.
Switch positions so that the other person is lying on the desk. The table was made of wood and covered with a layer of glass. There were many newspapers pressed in the interlayer. They were quite old and the ink had spread.
This is a government building, and the walls are very thin. Shi Luolan can even hear the clerk in the next room typing and drinking water.
He lifted up the woman's skirt; the fabric was very tight and he had to push it up with force. But other than that, both were fully clothed and neat enough to go straight to the meeting.
"No hugging, no kissing, and no skin-to-skin contact."
As the woman spoke, she stretched her arm to the other side of the table, hooked open the drawer with her fingernails, took out a tinfoil bag from it, and threw it to him.
"Use this. Don't throw it away when you're done. I'll take care of it."
As she said this, the cigarette between her slender fingers rose up. Although there was no deliberate movement, Shi Luolan felt that the cigarette butt burned her throat through the air, and it suddenly felt like it was burning.
The air in the room was so suffocating that the only sound one could hear was the dull thud of military belts hitting the desk.
Shi Luolan was distracted when he saw the name tag on the white windbreaker that the other person was wearing: [Researcher: Bai Ke]
Bai Ke suddenly used her five fingers to pinch his muscular arm, pulled it towards her, and smiled in his ear: "You are not so obedient, kid."
"I am much older than you."
"It doesn't look like it, which means your quality is good."
Good quality? Shi Luolan looked confused. Was this a compliment?
The next morning, he learned the true meaning of this sentence from his subordinates. The subordinate shook his head and sighed: "Tsk, our admiral has lost his integrity in his later years and was slept with by an Earth woman."
Some people also reasonably suspected: "Did the general fall into a honey trap and be deceived by the beautiful spy?"
There is no wall that is impenetrable, and the Earth soon learned about this. When Shi Luolan went back to look for her again, he was ruthlessly told:
"Bai Ke violated the rules and has been fired."
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