Chapter 166 [Cultivation] Cultivating with two alpha bastards, both...
But within just one hour, the photo of young Bai Ling had reached 300,000 rotations, and this number was still increasing rapidly.
People discovered that the sender of the photo was actually from a very old account. Looking at the registration date, it can even be traced back to the 1940s.
Its ID is "Youth Allocation Protection Center" and it used to be a verified official account. People dug it up from beginning to end and found out that it once belonged to the child protection agency of the old empire. It was once glorious and prosperous, with over ten thousand comments and millions of fans.
But later, for various reasons, it was abandoned, like countless discarded homepages on the Internet, becoming a cyber ruin filled with the consciousness and discourse of past people.
It lay buried in electronic dust for seventy-three years.
Yet today, it looks like a cracked grave, with fresh flowers sprouting from it.
This situation, which was like an electronic corpse, instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the Star Network. Some people were enthusiastically spreading the photos, some were suspicious and speculating, and more were just onlookers’ curiosity:
[@Bai Ling, is the PR company you found online? ]
Unexpectedly, an account that had not been logged in for thousands of years appeared. Bai Ling forwarded this message with the caption:
[It is difficult to repay the kindness of raising someone.] ]
These suggestive words immediately aroused people's curiosity. Some people said, "Maybe it was sent by a teacher at school", while others concluded, "Maybe it was that old lady", and there was also speculation that the archives might have leaked the materials and someone logged in under someone else's name.
The speculations intensified, and as if in response, many people suddenly stood up.
—Many whose voices were previously suppressed.
[I am Bai Ling's elementary school teacher. I have used my professional career to guarantee that he is a good kid. After every class, he comes to help me pack up the equipment. ]
[I live in the house next to his shelter. I know a little about the fact that he beat the little magpie. The little magpie was the first to provoke him. It either threw his gloves or tried to snatch his scarf. If I were Bai Ling, I would beat him up too! ]
[He is not a thief. If he really was a thief, the forbidden ring system would have caught him long ago. You can figure it out if you use logic! ]
Once someone started it, it became easy to continue, and many people came out to clarify, testify, and speak for him.
This kind of leader effect is getting bigger and bigger, and there are so many people claiming it that it doesn’t matter who owns the account in the first place.
All people knew was that he should be one of the adults who had once helped Bai Ling. He carefully organized the photos, awakening people's memories of the past.
Zhuo Liangmu hurried out to look for the bird and asked him if he was okay.
Bai Ling was secretly wiping away her tears.
"Something happened just now..."
"And now?"
"I have forgiven him." The grown-up Hayabusa smiled with moist eyes.
·
Modern medicine is extremely advanced and can cut off the spiritual thread, but it cannot cut off the bond between Bai Ling and it.
Bai Ling put himself in his shoes and thought about it. If it were him, what would happen after digging out the eggs?
—He would go back for it.
Time and time again, without a doubt.
This attachment has nothing to do with the mermaid's mental recall. In fact, he had already developed this Pavlovian habit effect as a poisonous habit in his childhood.
"So, there's no point in killing it. I might come back to it some night and do it again."
Seeing Zhuo Liangmu's shocked expression, Bai Ling added calmly, "You can't stop me."
What shocked Zhuo Liangmu was not his crazy behavior, but his clear and frank self-awareness.
You have to know that you will become a slave to what you are attached to. Many people are aware of this, so it is difficult for them to admit their emotional belonging.
But Bai Ling was different. This little white bird seemed to know what it wanted from the very beginning.
Zhuo Liangmu respected his choice and also provided a solution. He gave Bai Ling a special corset and told her:
"The monarch's mental threads may still seep out. If you sense something is wrong, wear this band. It can effectively block the mental signals and lock the monarch in your reproductive cavity."
Bai Ling nodded and unbuttoned his shirt and put it on on the spot.
The young doctor stood at a distance trembling with fear, not daring to come any closer. When he heard Zhuo Liangmu's words, a strange thought popped up in his mind:
His reproductive cavity contains the consciousness of his spouse.
It was as if he had become a married woman's mother.
This kind of upside-down, lost and immoral feeling would make outsiders go crazy just thinking about it, but the person involved actually downplayed it and felt nothing at all.
"Okay." Bai Ling tied the last strap and stood in front of the instrument to test it. The values showed that the dissipation of mental pressure had disappeared.
The little doctor peered at the belt tied around his thin waist and felt something strange for no reason - a difference in feeling.
Not like a medical harness.
More like a penance belt for martyred believers.
·
The mermaid photo can be said to have fired the first shot in the counterattack, and public opinion reached a turning point. Those supporters who had been deliberately suppressed by civil servants such as Heinz were finally able to emerge and take a breath.
Seeing the turn of public opinion, the old ministers of the Demon Pillar breathed a sigh of relief. Ever since the gland patch incident, the monarch has consciously instructed his followers to focus on public relations.
It’s inconvenient to find other companies because I’m worried about privacy leaks. He simply invested some money, registered a company, and poached four or five people from the empire's sluggish job market with high salaries.
You don’t need many public relations personnel; what counts is the experienced and tight-lipped ones. They moved very quickly, going from being helpless to coming up with six plans based on the situation. Their methods were different, but the core was the same - to create a strong and tragic character and occupy the moral high ground.
This is a packaging method tailored to Bai Ling's life. Moreover, the effect is immediate, there are precedents in the mass market, and it is easy to gain sympathy.
Of course, the last point of this step is particularly important: that is to let Admiral Schlolan come forward to endorse Bai Ling, which plays the role of first suppressing and then praising a person's character.
The public relations staff's consideration was very reasonable. After all, Shi Luolan was legally Bai Ling's adoptive father. With his support, not only did Bai Ling's strength appear to be recognized by the authority, but it was also indirectly equivalent to having resources of the same scale as Jin Jing.
In this way, Bai Ling is not a completely commoner queen.
Your identity and status will be raised invisibly.
The Demon Pillar informed Shi Luolan, who readily agreed. When he turned to discuss with Bai Ling, he even wanted to go a step further and directly announce the biological father-son relationship.
This was not a spur-of-the-moment decision, but something Shi Luolan had considered over and over again.
When it comes to the military's ethos, perhaps no one knows it better than Shi Luolan. Bloodline is the most important thing, people look down on the weak and worship the strong. Anyone with a mixed gene list will be ridiculed as a "little bastard". What they compare on a daily basis are money, power and status.
Over the years, this trend has gradually spread from the upper class to the lower class, causing a collapse in belief - before, people believed that "as long as you work hard, everything will be there."
Now everyone agrees: "A good position or a good job can only be passed on through blood. Instead of working so hard, it is better to burn incense and pray to Buddha from now on to have a good father in the next life."
Therefore, a family background like Jin Jing's is probably what countless middle and lower class people dream of.
Everyone wants to be Jin Jing, so naturally they will favor him in their words.
And what about Bai Ling? People may admire him occasionally, but they definitely don't want to be a helpless bird with a broken leg.
It's not that the people are mean, but that there is something wrong with the moral roots of society as a whole. When people no longer believe that hard work will be rewarded and no longer believe in starting from scratch, then this society is not far from destruction.
Shi Luolan knew very well that it was impossible for them to change the whole society's perception on their own. To reach that level, the nobles must be defeated one by one and the empire turned upside down.
All they can do now is to follow the rules and help Bai Ling get rid of the label of "low-level bandit with poor education".
The simplest and most direct method is to declare Bai Ling as his exiled child.
Bai Ling was silent after hearing this. After a while, he asked:
"So you want to help me prove that I could have been born noble and had a smooth life, but I just fell into the dust and became a pitiful person due to some mistakes?"
If it were two hours ago, he might have agreed.
But now, those photos kept appearing in Bai Ling’s mind, and he asked himself: Am I really pitiful?
Do you really regret it? Do you regret so much that you wish you could forget your childhood days?
But the little orphan was indeed happy.
It can be said that without that experience, he would not be who he is today. If he follows Jin Jing's example, affirms Jin Jing's family background, and admits that he has a powerful father, turning all the hardships he has gone through into a shadow under the glory of his father's bloodline, then I'm afraid -
Not only have I let down the mothers who once loved me.
Even I look down on myself.
Bai Ling said frankly: "Thank you, but I can't accept it."
"I don't want to be like Kanai... You can call me stubborn or stupid, but I just can't deny myself just to satisfy other people's opinions."
High positions, generous salaries, and noble bloodlines are certainly desirable, but to him, they are like the gems inlaid on a military combat uniform; not only are they useless, they will also weigh him down and make him unable to lift his wings.
Shi Luolan was stunned, with infinite sighs welling up in his heart. As expected of his child, Peregrine has the proudest blood in his bones and does not need to use his father's reputation to gild himself.
Although he was rejected by the cub, he loved it even more because of it.
But one thing is one thing, Shi Luolan still emphasized to the children:
"This storm will eventually calm down. If no one stands up to endorse you, it will be difficult for not only you but also the people you brought here to get rid of the label of criminals. They will further spread the word that this is the Devil Emperor, the Thief Queen, and the criminal subjects. By then... the Tomato Country will have a bad reputation."
If the root cause is not cut off, the war of public opinion will be endless. Those civil servants are not good at giving orders, but they are very good at using tricks. They are like flies. They cannot kill you, but they can make you mentally exhausted.
Bai Ling thought for a moment and said carefully:
"I do have a plan, but I need your cooperation."
When Shi Luolan heard that the good boy wanted to ask him for help, he immediately shuddered, and became an enthusiastic father. He saluted and tapped his shoes on the spot:
"Commander Shi Luolan, serve the cub."
He used a regulated bionic body, which looked serious and formal at the moment, but the word "cub" turned the style of the painting into a family comedy.
Bai Ling couldn't help but curl his lower lip. This old bird was a bit straightforward. She didn't know if it was this that attracted her mother back then.
Shi Luolan asked cautiously: "What can I do?"
Bai Ling thought for a moment and repeated, "[If you encounter a difficult situation and can't solve it, do what you do best]."
Shi Luolan: "Hmm? Is the solution so sloppy?"
Bai Ling said: "This is what my mother once told me."
Shi Luolan changed his words instantly and said seriously: "We have received instructions from the family's supreme commander and will immediately carry out the execution!"
Bai Ling pursed her lips into a faint smile. Although her mother had passed away a long time ago, her conversation between the two of them made it seem as if she was still alive.
If I were to say, Yu Chen is the person who shares my life memories with me.
Shi Luolan is the only person who can talk to me about my mother.
These two alpha bastards are both very important to me.
·
To some extent, Bai Ling does have a very different personality and is not a normal person. He always has the ability to bounce back from rock bottom, and this ability often plays a role in his life, preventing him from becoming decadent and committing suicide after suffering a major blow.
He didn't know if this was what the manta ray liked, but he certainly liked it.
Of course, in the eyes of normal people, his contrast is like the transition from depression to mania in bipolar disorder, which is very scary.
In the command room, Sava was startled when he saw him coming in neatly dressed. "You stinky bird, didn't I tell you to rest yesterday? Why are you here again today?"
"I have a little idea." Bai Ling sat down and casually opened the floating map.
Sava breathed a sigh of relief: "You finally decided to sign up for a class to learn how to be a good empress of the empire. Very good, it's not too late to start practicing your fake smile now."
Bai Ling said coldly: "I'm not good at being a queen."
"So what are you good at?"
“Be yourself.”
After getting this answer, Sava frowned in absurdity, but then he thought that this answer was too ridiculous. If this bird is confined within a set of rules and regulations and transformed according to other people's aesthetics, it would probably be more painful than shooting him to death.
Savva thought for a moment and said, "That's fine. After all, you are an Isuparaiso omega with imperial characteristics. It's quite normal for you to be an empress with imperial characteristics."
"What the hell is the name of the Empire's unique Isuparaiso omega?!"
"My Captain's Notes for You."
"...First Officer Savoy II, I order you to delete it immediately."
Sava got kicked in the butt by him and became so angry that he refused to change. Bai Ling simply changed it himself, but when he opened the interface, the screen suddenly flickered subtly. When he refreshed it again, it became:
[Permissions have been locked and no longer have the right to change]
Bai Ling: “…”
There's a ghost.
I tried twice more but it still didn't work, so I had to give up. Just then Huo Yuan came in, and Bai Ling pointed at him:
"Contact Land immediately and find out where Jin Jing's anti-bandit troops are, how many people are on board, how many mechas are there, and what model the ship is."
Sava joked: "It's over, it's over, Queen is going to counterattack the military."
Huo Yuan didn't believe it: "Why are you asking this?"
Bai Ling said succinctly: "Counterattack the military headquarters."
Sava: "...I was just teasing you, why are you so angry?"
But he turned his head and looked at the bird, patting the dust off its boots expressionlessly, and the five or six people put their prosthetic limbs on the table - that expression was obviously serious.
Sava felt a great deal of pressure in an instant. He didn't know if it was because of his words that he provoked him, so he quickly tried to persuade him:
"Stinky Bird, you must be joking, right? You have always maintained a conservative policy. If we fight now, won't it give the other side something to talk about, and make us out to be bandits?"
North was also frightened: "Niao Niao, calm down first, let's discuss it and then make a decision."
Huo Yuan thought for a moment and answered seriously, "Even if we really fight, the probability of us losing is more than 90%. Our weapons and equipment are shabby, and our personnel lack experience, while the opponents are all top students from military academies with excellent physical qualities, and the leader of the team also has a lot of border experience. No matter from which angle you look at it, they are stronger than us."
These words are to the point and are enough to dissuade a hot-headed person.
However, Bai Ling was very calm and rational: "90%? That means the winning rate is 10%. This is high enough."
Huo Yuan: “…”
What an interstellar joke! Even if Shi Luolan, who was at his peak back then, came to command, he wouldn't dare to make such a boast! There's something wrong with Bai Ling today... too excited.
Bai Ling looked at Sava and said, "I've thought about it. We are mainly lacking a heavy main gunner. Sava, you are one. For another, we can use Apollo."
Sava's orange eyes widened. "What are you doing? You don't want to drive it to the gold well, do you?"
This bird is crazy. Doesn't that just confirm Jin Jing's lie and make him admit that he is a thief?
"I won't."
"Then what are you doing?"
The bird tilted its head and said coldly: "Teach me a lesson."
North: “???” Training, is this something you can say?
After Bai Ling left, Sava held his cheek and thought hard: "What happened to him? He suddenly became so violent, as if he was possessed by a demon..."
"Enchantment, what kind of magic is that?" North felt a chill on his back and thought of something weird.
Sava looked at North, seeing that he was stuttering, he must have thought that he was possessed by someone.
They all felt that after one night, a blood streak seemed to appear on Bai Ling's head, with a line of exaggerated small words written next to it:
[Pollution +10 Rage Value +100]
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