Gong Du: “No.”

That means I have stomach problems.

Kang Dog firmly put the plate back on the dining car.

Facing the admiral's suddenly cold gaze, Kang Quan took out a piece of candy from his pocket. Although it was candy, it was actually a solid painkiller and a stomach-protecting nutrient. One piece was equivalent to a meal.

The word "breakfast" is written on the outer packaging paper.

Kang Dog has been assigned to the First Legion to take care of the admiral for many years.

At that time, he had just graduated from the Federal Military Academy and was still very young. Also, because he was an adjutant with a military bent, he was not very experienced in taking care of people.

It was also one morning when we first discovered that the admiral had a serious stomach problem.

He brought in breakfast and watched the admiral eat bit by bit. There was nothing unusual on his face, but he ate slower than usual. Unexpectedly, after he finished eating, the admiral vomited blood.

He was so frightened that his hands and feet turned cold and he thought his breakfast was poisoned.

Although Elanster's moods are erratic, his leadership and strength are real. There is no doubt that he is the pillar of the First Legion. If the pillar falls, the First Legion will be in chaos.

At that moment, countless conspiracy theories flashed through Kang Quan's mind.

Just when he was about to call a military doctor, he was stopped by the still lazy admiral.

Kang Dog will always remember that after admiring his anxious expression for a moment, the young federal admiral said slowly and in a rather unkind way: "It's just a stomach problem, spitting out blood, you won't die, why are you so nervous?"

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After that incident, he became more cautious and gradually discovered that the admiral seemed to be obsessed with eating three meals a day, even to the point of being a bit crazy, unless there was any emergency.

Even when he was suffering from stomach problems and was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, he never injected nutritional supplements to replace meals.

Perhaps it was because of his special physique as an S-class evolver, the Federation's technology was so advanced, but it was helpless against the admiral's stomach problem.

Kang Dog came up with an idea. He wrote the words "breakfast", "lunch", and "dinner" on the candy packaging, and then replaced the candy with a mixed solid of medicine and nutritional supplements. Only then was he able to control the admiral's condition.

"Admiral, a new batch of weapons will be arriving at the arsenal soon. There are still many procedures that need your approval. You can't ruin your health like this."

Gong Du put down the spoon, leaned back slowly, and narrowed his eyes.

Kang Quan is undoubtedly a very qualified adjutant. He is good in every way. He completes the tasks assigned to him in a perfect and orderly manner and has a strong sense of propriety.

Unfortunately, he was extremely stubborn about eating, and I had contradicted him repeatedly over the years.

Gong Du: "Bring it here."

Kang Quan took a step back respectfully, "This is also breakfast."

He pointed to the candy bar on the table with the word "breakfast" written on it.

Gong Du: "I'm not blind yet."

Kang Dog said nothing.

"Adjutant, bring it here."

Kang Dog pretends to be dead.

After a long silence, seeing that it was almost the regular breakfast time of 7:30, Gong Du picked up the candy on the table and put it in his mouth.

The soothing sweetness melted in his mouth. The admiral didn't seem to like sweetness. He frowned slightly, took two bites, and held it between his teeth as if to deal with it.

"You're not so stubborn about other things."

Kang Dog paused and said, "Maybe it's because I have a younger brother at home. He's in poor health and doesn't like to eat, so he doesn't care about these things..."

"Brother?" Ellansno repeated in a low voice.

The sound of the candy bar clicking against the teeth stopped.

Kang's heart skipped a beat, and he felt something strange for no reason.

After two or three seconds of silence, Ellan Snow suddenly became furious without warning. He threw the spoon down, put his elbows on the table, and pressed his white fingertips on his temples.

younger brother.

brother.

The sharp pain in my brain lasted for a few seconds and then disappeared in an instant, leaving behind a blank space with nothing to grasp.

"General!" Kang Quan took a half step forward.

"It's okay, you go out." After a moment, Ellan Snow waved his hand.

"……yes."

Kang Quan lowered his head, cleaned up the mess on the ground, and pushed the food cart out.

Before closing the door, he looked back at Ellan Snow.

The latter seemed to be staring at the ground where the spoon had just fallen, in a trance. A hint of childish confusion emerged in his purple pupils.

Kang Quan suppressed his doubts and closed the door.

Click.

Gong Du leaned back and squinted his eyes, "My brain was shaken so much just now. Has the Roshi royal family already started to warn me?"

The little light group was silent for two seconds: "Well, your next days will be difficult."

Gong Du smiled: "It doesn't matter."

The script he had been preparing for more than a decade ago and the threads he had laid could finally be officially performed.

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In less than fifteen minutes, Gong Du received an imperial edict from the Imperial Capital Administrative Office on his computer.

After he has dealt with the affairs of the First Legion, he should go to the royal family immediately.

Gong Du: "Tsk, it's faster than I thought."

It would take him three days to pack up and reach the imperial capital. The imperial edict was delivered to him so early, which showed how anxious Luoshu was.

Xiao Guangtuan: "He thinks highly of you. I just checked the timeline, and Lan Xia's next protagonist is about to appear."

Four main characters.

Arge, the future soul leader.

Jin Daiqi, a future scientific research leader in brain evolution.

The next one is the military strength representative, Shoubing.

The young master of the Tutu Anti-Federation Organization that was wiped out some time ago, and a young man whose family had just been destroyed.

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The temporary base has been set up, a very secluded location in the forest.

After applying the medicine and putting on the bandage, Lan Xia re-buttoned her shirt.

He was wearing the same clothes as before, with a large bloodstain on the left side of his shirt. He pulled his windbreaker to hide the bloodstain, and apart from his pale face and the smell of blood on his body, he didn't look like an injured person at all.

Jin Daiqi whispered, "It's a pity that there are no instruments, otherwise I could check more carefully."

She is one year younger than Alger, but she already shows some confidence and composure as she treats the wound and manipulates the instruments.

"Your medicine is very effective," Lan Xia touched her head, "Let me talk to your brother."

It's finally here.

Alger said, "You guys go explore the way first, we will set out later."

Soon, there were only two of them left.

Arge finally asked, "Who is the gentleman and why did he save us?"

There was some confusion in his eyes.

Alge felt that he should be cautious and vigilant, but for some reason, when he looked at the young man with a calm aura, he did not raise much vigilance.

After he asked the question, this mysterious S-level psychic evolver lowered his head and took something out of his windbreaker pocket.

A few thin rays of morning light passed through the gray clouds, bringing with them a cool scent, and fell on the corner of the young man's bloodstained shirt, and the faint smell of blood around him also softened.

Lan Xia opened her palm, and inside it lay a seed.

Arge: “What is this?”

Lan Xia: "Violet seeds, my brother gave them to me."

"You..." Alger asked tentatively, "You have a younger brother?"

"Um."

Lan Xia: "Arnold and I are twins. He gave this to me when I was eight or nine years old, three days before he died. He said he wanted to see the flowers bloom."

Silence.

Alger was dumb and a little at a loss: "Sorry sir, I don't know..."

Lan Xia shook her head to indicate that it was all right, put away the seeds, and said calmly: "Arnold died at the hands of the royal family. When I crawled back from the pile of dead bodies, I only found a piece of Arnold's cloth in a pile of ashes."

That timeline was probably more than ten years ago...

Arge calculated in his mind that it should be the time when Emperor Roche had just ascended the throne and the federal rule completely fell into darkness.

At that time, the federal government was recruiting soldiers on a large scale and using an iron fist to suppress any anti-federal organizations that had just begun to emerge. Wherever they passed, there was yellow sand, dead trees, smoke, blood and bones everywhere.

However, in order to show his own kindness, Emperor Roshi built the "Temple of God's Mercy" as a fig leaf, comparing himself to God, showing mercy to all living beings, and specifically taking in children who were homeless due to the war.

But later, the "Temple of Mercy" was completely burned down by a fire, but no child escaped alive from it. The federal government only gave a perfunctory explanation of "accident".

It was from then on that anti-federal organizations began to spring up like mushrooms after rain, like sparks that spread across the wilderness, spreading like wildfire and becoming unstoppable.

Until an S-class psychic evolver, Elansno, appeared in the Federation. At the age of fourteen, he was holding the Sword of Moro Triumph and was personally awarded the rank of general by Emperor Roche, taking charge of the Federation's First Legion.

Over the next ten years, he secured his position as general and used extremely brutal means to suppress the chaos that was spreading across the Confederation.

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Alger had only read about this recent history in banned books, but when he heard people who had experienced that time talk about it in person, he felt another kind of powerlessness.

Arge was a precocious boy who sighed, "This country has gone bad."

Lan Xia looked at him and said, "I have been traveling alone on this continent for many years. I stopped at the B6 star zone and after observing many places, I finally chose you."

Alger was startled, and an incredible thought came to his mind. He stood up quickly and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Ants are gnawing at the tall buildings. The buildings are slowly leaning. The dawn is about to rise. The Federation needs a gravedigger," said Lan Xia.

He raised his eyes and stated his purpose directly: "Alger, you are the leader of Xiguang, but you are still too young. If you are willing to worship me as your teacher, I will teach you everything I know and protect Xiguang before it grows up."

"If I don't want to, I will leave and look for the next suitable person."

Lan Xia looked at him steadily.

A teenager who has the courage to create Xiguang and take the lead in confronting the Federation must have the necessary courage and determination.

Perhaps all this was destined from the moment Alge chose to believe and hold Lan Xia's palm.

It took Alge a few seconds to calm down quickly and pursed his lips tightly.

Suddenly, a resolute look flashed across his eyes. He knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Lan Xia three times respectfully, and performed the ceremony of paying homage to his teacher: "Teacher."

Xiguang was originally a nascent anti-federation organization, and now it has suffered a severe blow, and its future is confusing.

They were a group of people who had nothing left except their lives. Alge could not think of any reason why an S-class evolver would risk his own life to save them and go to such great lengths to deceive them.

Besides, Xiguang really needs a strong protector now.

Sometimes Alger prefers to trust his intuition. He took the gamble once, so why not a second time?

Lan Xia accepted the etiquette of becoming a disciple from the mainland.

After Alge finished speaking, he reached out, helped the boy up, and smiled.

Alger was concerned about his injuries and didn't dare to let him use force, so he stood up quickly. The relationship suddenly turned into a friendly one, and the boy seemed a little shy and uncomfortable, so he asked a question casually.

"Teacher, is there anything you want?"

No normal person yearns for war, and everyone who embarks on the road of fighting the Federation is not a saint. They all carry something on their shoulders to a greater or lesser extent, for fame, for profit, for hatred, and for hope for future generations.

What about the teacher? Is he also seeking revenge for his dead twin brother?

What do you want?

To be precise, there is only one thing.

The young man's pale fingers unconsciously touched the pocket of his windbreaker, and through the fabric, he felt the temperature of the seed.

Lan Xia smiled and said, "I am just a wanderer, looking for a place where violets can bloom."

And all those who prevent the flowers from blooming.

Whether it's the Rosh royal family or Elansno.

He would personally break the Confederacy's Sword of Morro's Triumph.

Sprinkle these people's ashes on my brother's grave.

【Lan Xia: Real value 10%

Remaining life span: Four years and 362 days]

The author has something to say:

Brothers Killing Script (×)

I Kill Myself Script (√)

Gong Da Ye's passionate performance~

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Both sides of the vest need to be taken care of. So far, the script has not been fully unfolded. I feel that any inconsistencies are foreshadowing.

For the sake of reading experience, Lan Xia has almost no psychological description. Just treat him as a brother. When Mr. Gong plays the admiral's younger brother, he usually uses the name Elan Snow.

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