Chapter 141 AO's right to free love signs a slave contract...
The representative of Niu Niu Country continued:
"So, electronic souls do exist in theory. However, the successful examples recorded so far have all occurred in serious car accidents, collisions, explosions, and other environments."
In other words, to remove the soul through natural means, at least two basic conditions must be met:
First, it must be an accidental death, not suicide or death from illness. Anything that can sense one's own death in advance is not acceptable.
The deceased must be full of hope before death, such as having just experienced happiness or being about to do something they have long been looking forward to. In this way, at the moment of actual death, the brain of the deceased will burst out mental waves that are 10,000 times stronger than before to store memories.
In layman's terms, this is called "a strong desire to survive."
Second, the death must be tragic, the more tragic the better. Severe pain will force a person into the "moment before death" and review the revolving lantern of life. In this process, memories are refreshed, and the deceased himself will select important memory fragments and save them.
Of course, studies have shown that some deceased people experience temporary amnesia after becoming electronic souls, which is called "fragment loss." If you are lucky, you will slowly recall it over time.
After hearing this, Bai Ling’s first reaction was: No wonder the admiral turned into an electronic soul.
The admiral was ready to go, preparing to return to Earth to find his lover after completing his mission, but he died in an accidental explosion. He died tragically with a heart full of hope, and because he was unwilling to accept this, he left behind strong brain waves.
As he thought again, Bai Ling felt a sudden chill on his back.
——He himself died tragically in hope.
...No, that's not right. According to this reasoning, his brain waves should be floating in the same place. How could he go back to the past and enter the body of 20 years ago?
This doesn't make any sense!
Prime Minister Carter said: "When this technology is developed to the end, it can be combined with wormholes. As long as the brain waves are compressed and sent back to the past through wormhole miniaturization technology, the time travel in science fiction can be truly realized."
"This is the scientific equivalent of 'regret medicine'!"
Bai Ling clutched the seat cushion tightly with his sweaty hands.
Who is it? Giving him a hopeless life and giving him a pill of regret?
A hand with slender joints dropped from above and grabbed his cold wrist, rubbing it with its fingertips:
"The military uniform jacket is too thin?"
The custom-made tailors employed by the old royal family certainly did not dare to skimp on the fabrics and would definitely use the finest and most thermally insulating fleece.
Bai Ling knew that the other party was just looking for an excuse. But after the mermaid sat down, he still bit his lip and answered softly:
"No, it's warm."
I don’t know if it was the words that had a suggestive effect, or if Yu Chen raised his hand and turned up the temperature of this row of air conditioners. Bai Ling gradually relaxed in his heart, and his nerves of making the best of it took over again.
Who cares.
Anyway, he is here, there is no way he can be sent back to his previous life.
If he ever has the chance to meet the person who helped him be reborn in the future, he will thank him sincerely.
Since fate has given him a chance to start over, of course the most important thing is to cherish the person in front of him.
Yu Chen rested his elbow on the armrest and suddenly felt his sleeve being brushed. Before he could turn his head, the slender female's fingers had already embedded into the base of his five fingers, intertwining, entwining, and finally gently squeezing, as light as a baby bird's fluff brushing against the heart.
Yu Chen avoided the camera and teased in a low voice:
"Commander Bai is planning a sneak attack?"
Bai Ling also whispered: "This is an interrogation."
"Speak out what you know."
His answer was in a mellow voice, which sounded elegant and polite to others, but Bai Ling knew that there was indulgence in him.
Pursing his dry lips, for a moment, Bai Ling wanted to ask: Was it you who brought me back?
Are you the new Mr. D, or the old Mr. D whom I met in the rental house before I died?
But when the words came to his lips, he didn't want to ask anymore.
What is "soul stripping" and what is "wormhole miniaturization". If traveling through time and space was a simple thing, then the streets would be full of time travelers and the world would be in chaos.
If time travel is really possible, why hasn't anyone gone back to ancient Earth to save the home planet?
It can be seen that if his rebirth was not a pure accident, it must have required the use of special means and a huge price to pay.
With Yu Chen's character of not seeking gratitude, he would definitely not easily tell him such a price.
But what if I take the initiative to show my hand...
Yu Chen felt the bird's claws in his hand suddenly clench. He looked over in depth and saw that Hayabusa's snow-gray eyes were slightly turbulent, as if he was struggling with something.
After a moment, Bai Ling closed his eyes and said in a firm tone:
"Mr. D, after the meeting, I want to confess something to you."
Yu Chen looked at him deeply for a while, then smiled and said, "That's right, I also want to discuss something with you."
Sava leaned over and asked, "Propose?"
Bai Ling denied shyly: "No."
Marriage or something like that is not a necessity for him and Yu Chen at all. If they really want to register as a couple, it is probably because of other opportunities. They definitely won't get married just because they are in love.
Because Isupalaiso is famous for calling for the cooling-off period for marriages to be extended from three months to one year.
He has been denounced as a "traitor" by the Interstellar Alpha Association many times and has "disregarded AO's right to free love."
In this regard, Isoparaiso himself said this at the 75th UN General Assembly Summit:
"Getting married means forming a family. The word family, Familia, did not originally mean 'home'. In ancient Rome, it meant 'slave'. To become a family member is to be a slave within the family and devote yourself to the family."
"Then signing a slave contract will certainly take longer to consider."
The electronically processed sound is powerful.
The Interstellar Alpha Association in the audience shouted at the top of their lungs:
"What nonsense!"
“You are demonizing love.”
"It's all your fault. You've corrupted an entire generation of omegas!"
And the first generation omega Commander Bai himself who was led astray...
I totally agree with this resolution.
So he put it into practice. In his previous life, he and Yu Chen were friends for twenty years, and only in this life did he make up his mind and choose such an alpha.
Besides, they both have more important things in their lives right now than marriage.
For example, regaining power.
"Click", the cane slowly slid down towards the chair.
Bai Ling was quick to grab it and swing it back. I took a closer look and found that this didn't seem to be the cane that Yu Chen usually used.
Sava was close by and also said "eh".
He squeaked because he recognized the cane.
Sava has a good memory. The last time Bai Ling was harmed by the electronic Buddha and the entire space station slid towards a black hole, it seemed that the old majesty went to get this ordinary and paint-chipped long stick, and sat in the cockpit staring at the observation screen.
"Is this the express delivery you picked up?" Bai Ling asked casually.
He lowered his forest green eyes and placed his palm on the handle of the cane. He held it and spun it lightly, with the corners of his lips slightly curved:
"Once you're used to it, it's better to keep it with you."
It is indeed the nostalgic habit of the old nobles.
Bai Ling thought he had guessed it right, and subconsciously took another look at him.
The handle of the walking stick is inlaid with a green diamond. That diamond alone is estimated to be worth hundreds of millions at an auction. In comparison, the cane's structure is much simpler, even a little broken...
look familiar?
I seem to have seen it somewhere?
I can't remember.
"Hello, Commander Bai, you are next. Please get ready." A staff member from the UN Secretariat came over and announced softly.
Bai Ling responded and went backstage to prepare to go on stage.
Savoie insisted on coming along. He said, "The one who just came on stage was the stinky octopus. They must still be backstage. I'll go with you to avoid the trouble of the plastic bag."
Bai Ling didn't react: "Plastic bag?"
Sava sneered: "Jellyfish."
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When I entered the waiting room, I saw the octopus as expected.
Cade shrank subconsciously when he was glanced at by the hawk's eyes. When an octopus is nervous, it can't help but eat itself. He anxiously took a bite of his tentacle; it was so salty.
Heinz beside him coughed lightly, and Cade quickly put it down with a grim look on his face.
How outrageous... As the most powerful emperor in the galaxy, he felt that his dignity had been severely hurt! We must save our face!
Kaide said nastily: "Humph, you were just a pet in my palace. What on earth did you learn in the palace?"
Bai Ling said honestly: "The master had an affair with the late emperor."
Cade: "...Don't be so arrogant!!"
He had never seen such an arrogant omega before, and he wanted to disgust him directly:
"Are you also giving Isuparaiso your body as compensation? Are your 18cm tentacles as powerful as mine?"
The two omegas present were both stunned.
Cade thought, how can I catch you now? But Sava said in disbelief:
"You made dirty jokes to him?"
Cade suddenly felt guilty and straightened his tentacles again: "What's wrong, is it not okay?"
"Okay." Bai Ling was quite generous. He casually pulled out a gun from his waist and loaded it. "You said you have 18cm. My Desert Eagle is also 18. Let's compare?"
Cade: “…………”
What are you doing? Why did you pull out your gun if you wanted to talk nicely? Just pull it out, why are you pointing it at his wrist?
Sava looked disdainful and said, "See? It's bigger than you when I take it out!"
Heinz said sourly: I also want to be exaggerated by the young master.
The Secretary General of the Star Alliance came over to notify them to go on stage, and Cade crawled away nervously with the tentacles between his legs. Now, only Heinz and the two raptors were left.
The three of them were silent.
To be exact, every time Heinz wanted to find a topic to talk about, Sava would turn his back and deliberately chat with Bai Ling.
Heinz's face was distorted with jealousy.
The Secretary General was shocked when he passed by, and thought that the Imperial Chief of Staff, who was ranked above ten thousand people, had been poisoned. Otherwise, why would the tentacles turn green and white at the same time?
...The young master ignored him! Use cold violence on him!
Heinz took out his terminal and angrily sent a message to the blacklisted account for the 10,001st time:
[You stupid big ass chicken, what are you doing for not replying my message! ...Dear young master, why do you ignore the person who loves you most in the world! ]
The results this time were a little different.
【Sent√】
Heinz's hands trembled and he froze.
...When will the blacklist be lifted? Ahhh, his beloved young master was willing to forgive him—Heinz was ecstatic.
At this moment, Sava's pocket buzzed. He took it out curiously and was about to take a look when he saw the jellyfish opposite him tremble with its tentacles and shouted:
"etc!"
Sava: “?”
At the critical moment, Heinz quickly withdrew the message. Phew, luckily no one saw it... The young master hates it most when people say he has a big butt.
Sava looked at the [withdrawn message] and narrowed his eyes: "What did you send me?"
Heinz explained elegantly and modestly: "I'm sorry, General Savoie, I just accidentally sent you something that I shouldn't have sent you."
Sava said, "Oh," and said, "I thought you wanted to talk to me."
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Bai Ling seemed to hear the sound of something "crackling" and breaking.
Heinz turned his back, covered his broken heart, and blamed himself deeply: I have done so many bad things, and I have hurt Jibao's heart again!
Behind him, Sava raised the terminal:
"I deleted you. Now I don't have to worry about sending it to the wrong person."
Heinz: “…………”
Bai Ling whistled: "Great."
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[Starnet News 24-hour live channel - real-time tracking of the latest interstellar news hotspots]
[Ordinary Voices - Interstellar Alliance 92 Summit: White Feather Field]
The barrage in the channel is refreshing frantically:
[I clicked in right away when I saw the title. It’s fast. Let me see the little white bird.]
[Today's falcon-colored black military uniform is so handsome, I like it! ! ]
[Have you got the bird feed? Bird feed, bird feed——]
[Here it comes, in the back row, damn it! Camera, shake it over to me]
At this moment, the circular light from the spotlight hits the ground, casting sharp light and shadow on the figure on the stage.
Even though he had practiced, Bai Ling's palms were still sweaty when he actually stood under the spotlight at the center of the Interstellar Alliance.
Before coming, he once asked Yu Chen what it felt like to stand under the eyes of the world.
Yu Chen thought for a moment and said metaphorically:
"The spotlight on the stage is very strong, like a night light on a boat. Where the light doesn't reach is a dark deep water with countless sharks sitting below, just waiting for you to show a flaw so they can devour your flesh and blood. The voting machine in their hands can be a flower showered on you, or a knife stabbing you."
Bai Ling had never had such an experience before.
Even though he boasted that he had been before three interstellar military tribunals and was accustomed to all kinds of scrutiny, he had never faced so many heads of state at the same time.
Scanning the faces one by one, he saw curiosity, contempt, disdain, and indifference... He was obviously the protagonist of the scene, but the seats on the circular stairs seemed very tall and large in the dim shadows, as if they would pile up and pounce on him in the next second, making him suffocate.
Until he met a pair of green eyes in the back row.
Yu Chen nodded at him.
Bai Ling couldn't help but lower his eyes... The feeling was really hard to describe, as if he encountered a mermaid during a desperate night journey. With it leading the way, the sharks dared not approach.
Thinking of this, he suddenly gained courage, raised his chin proudly, and spoke fluently.
The short 3,000-word manuscript was revised over and over again for a month, and every word was crucial. At this point, there is no need to look at the script anymore, it is as if my brain is automatically recording and I just use my vocal cords as speakers and read out loud.
The camera was pointed at him, and the discussion in the venue gradually became quieter. As a novice in politics, he cannot be said to be impeccable, but he is definitely surprising.
What was surprising was not his fluency but his aura of self-harmony.
He seemed to lack the hesitation of an omega in dealing with different people, but was more stubborn. This kind of flattery also continued to the question-and-answer session with reporters from various national delegations.
Reporter: "Commander Bai, why do you want to lead the revolution?"
This is a very sharp question. If you answer it in a big way, it will seem false, and if you answer it in a small way, it will involve personal interests. In short, there are many traps.
But the Demon King Pillar has asked this question countless times.
Bai Ling answered frankly: "Why do we need revolution? For fame or wealth? No, this is what I was born to do, just like a captain driving a ship or a fisherman catching fish. I am destined to take this path and I will stick with it to the end."
This is fate, coupled with a strong ambition to challenge authority.
The reporter nodded and took note, then asked another person, "What prompted you to take this path? Was it the oppression of His Majesty Cade, or was it the culprit who caused your disability?"
Bai Ling chose neither.
I don't know since when he no longer cares about this matter. Perhaps at the beginning, his purpose was revenge, to avenge those aristocratic parasites.
But today, when he looked back, he realized that these people were so insignificant. There must be something more important than revenge that drives him to move forward.
What is it?
The day when the blind mermaid carried him on her back and walked alone in the dark corridor came to his mind.
The mermaid said, "Take this lantern and light the way ahead of us."
He took the lamp.
There were many high-sounding answers, but the one that came to Bai Ling's mind was that little comment.
The best script is to follow your heart and speak out:
"To save the old empire. For his unfinished business—"
There was a strange silence in the audience.
The reporter asked hesitantly, "Are you saying that you support the dictator who persecutes alpha?"
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