Imperial port.
Kang Dog is still waiting for Ellan Snow to come out.
"Three hours have passed and there is still no news from the Admiral."
It was already getting dark. Three hours had passed and there was no sign of the Admiral. However, the hot searches on Starnet were abuzz.
#Ellan Snow was punished for entering the Imperial Capital wearing a restraining ring#
#Follow-up to the bombardment of the B6 sector, Emperor Rosh was furious and issued severe punishment#
#Elansno Inhibition Ring#
All this kind of news gradually spread two hours ago. Kang Quan contacted people to suppress public opinion at first, but it didn't work at all. Then he knew that the manipulator behind the Star Network public opinion this time was probably the royal family.
Before bombarding the B6 sector, he had tried to dissuade the admiral, but unfortunately he failed. His Majesty summoned him this time to show his royal attitude and to give an explanation to the people of the Federation...
There is a real possibility that the general will be severely punished.
Doctor Kane: "Adjutant, you just asked Captain Lan to look after the Admiral. Has he replied to you? If the wound medicine ingredients are really ineffective as I expected, the longer the delay, the more serious the Admiral's injuries will be."
"Let me see."
As soon as Kang Quan opened it, a message from Lan Zhouhe came over: [Adjutant Kang Quan, I took the medicine as you said, but I didn't wait for the admiral to come out. His Majesty ordered me to patrol, so I was not able to help. I am really sorry.]
[Got it. Thanks.]
After Kang Quan finished his reply, he glanced in the direction of the palace and said, "I have a bad feeling in my heart..."
The sky was getting dark, and a large black and purple thundercloud gathered above the port.
…
Tick.
A room surrounded by prismatic mirrors.
The dazzling light was reflected by the mirror, clean and without a trace of dust.
In the center of the room was a glass cross, with a man in military uniform tied to it, his silver hair disheveled and his head bowed.
The blood dripping from his shoulder formed a shallow pool on the mirror below, like a gift to Satan.
Elansno reluctantly opened his eyelids, his eyes slowly focused, and a face was reflected in the mirror below -
His mask was taken off.
My confused mind vaguely reacted. It turned out that this was what he looked like.
So familiar, yet so strange...
The moment he woke up, the chip pressed against his temple suddenly emitted a weak electric current, and the chip implanted in Elansno's brain suddenly trembled, emitting a series of sounds that were inaudible to human ears, but turned into a sharp knife that could cut through mental fluctuations.
Elan Snow froze in vain, struggling madly, the chains wrapped around him creaked and pulled tight, and fragments buried deep in the ruins of memory exploded.
Flakes flashed before my eyes.
Like a ferocious beast with its tendons and bones pulled out, an indistinguishable roar escaped from his throat, which was extremely hoarse and terrifying. Unfortunately, he still had a restraint ring on his neck, and his limbs were weak, so he could not break free.
The mirror on the ground reflected his pair of purple eyes filled with water vapor, as if covered by a layer of mist of sadness.
It was a grove of wisteria trees.
The flying wisteria petals danced in the wind like a dream, and fell to the ground like a purple lake.
There were two children who looked identical squatting under the largest tree.
The shorter boy held a handful of petals and said, "Brother, why are there no violets?"
My brother next to me said, "Although the violet is the national flower of the empire, it is now extinct. The reason why so many wisterias are planted here is just because they have a similar color."
The little boy said, "But my brother told me that he likes violets the most."
The elder brother smiled and rubbed his younger brother's head: "Violet represents mystery and fantasy, just like Arnold's eyes. I like Arnold, so I like violets."
Although he said this, there was a look of regret in his brother's eyes that Violet had become extinct.
The little boy threw away the petals, picked up a tiny stone from the ground without telling his brother, ground it into the shape of a seed, and put it into his brother's hand.
"They are not extinct. These are the violet seeds that the priest gave to Arnold," the little boy said loudly, looking at his brother's surprised expression.
"Brother, don't be sad. Plant it well. Arnold wants to see the flowers bloom."
"Okay, brother promises you." He carefully placed the seed close to his body.
The dreamlike fragments of memories shattered into pieces, and the dark spider web swallowed them deeper and deeper.
Salty tears fell into the winding blood pool on the ground. Elansno murmured unconsciously, as if sobbing or begging: "I can't... I can't forget..."
He could not forget this memory; it was the only lie he had ever told his brother, and he had not had the chance to explain it clearly.
elder brother……
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A brewing thunderstorm roared down, and the port of the imperial capital was filled with moist fog.
It was not until the rain was about to stop that Kang Quan received the order from Emperor Luoshi to the Administrative Office.
Admiral Elansno was detained in the imperial capital for half a month as a punishment. The military affairs of the First Legion were temporarily transferred to his generals and Adjutant Kang Quan, and major matters were postponed.
"What?!!"
After the news spread, Dr. Kane, who only cared about his own patients, was furious. "The Admiral has a high fever, and he has to be punished for half a month? What kind of punishment? Imprisonment or execution? The Imperial Capital is the domain of the Administrative Department. How can the Admiral get anything out of this?!"
"That's all the information I have. The blockade of the imperial capital is too severe," Kang Quan rubbed his brows, "but His Majesty has always been fond of the admiral. I hope this is just a lot of noise but little action."
Although he said so, he himself was not sure. After all, there was only an order from the administrative department, and they had not received any message from the admiral.
"What do we do now?"
Kang Quan: "You stay here with a team. If His Majesty summons you, go immediately. I will go back to the base to explain the next half month's affairs and wait for the admiral to come out."
The situation inside the imperial capital is unclear, and the general has made countless enemies. Now he can only hope to get out safely when the time comes.
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Lan Xia seemed to sense something and looked up at the hazy night sky.
"Teacher, the northwest star region is ahead."
Arge and his companions stopped at the entrance to the northwest star field.
It was a chaotic place, there were no soldiers stationed in the star field, only people from different anti-federation forces coming in and out in a hurry. When they saw Alger and his group of 40 to 50 people, they only glanced at them a few more times.
"teacher?"
"...Well, let's go in." Lan Xia came back to her senses.
Shoubing was still unconscious. He woke up once and threatened to commit suicide. He was knocked unconscious again and was carried into the city by everyone in turn.
There are three largest forces in the Northwest Star Region. The first is the Starlight Anti-Federation Organization, the second is the Mercenary Alliance, and the last is Gray River.
Xinghui is currently the largest anti-federation organization in the northwest. After Su Tu was wiped out, it has the potential to become the leader.
The members of the Mercenary Alliance make a living by taking on assassination, escort and other missions and receiving commissions, while Gray River is an organization that specializes in selling intelligence, and the boss behind it is extremely mysterious.
In addition to these three, there are thousands of other forces, large and small, which are complex and complicated.
If Alge and his group of forty or fifty people do not want to join other forces, they can form their own small organization.
"Teacher, where are we going next?"
Lan Xiaxiang Xiguang grew strong on her own, so it was impossible for her to take these children with her to join other forces. If she wanted to settle down in the northwest, there was only one way to go.
He cast his gaze towards the lawless area in the north of the star field, with a thoughtful expression.
One hour later.
The lair of a small power leader in the north of the city was wiped out cleanly and efficiently.
The violently destroyed iron gate blew a mournful erhu tune in the wind. Lan Xia retracted her foot from kicking the door and dodged the flying dust.
He looked at the little leader who was curled up in the room and said, "Go, catch him out."
His unusually gentle tone was in stark contrast to his demeanor.
“…”
Arge seemed to have a deeper understanding of his teacher. He pulled a few brothers who were in a dream behind him and tied up the unlucky little leader.
There was no fierce gunfight, no fanfare, and the place was officially declared a changed owner.
The rule of the Northwest Star Region is that only those with the biggest fists have the final say. The people here submit to the strong and have an almost fanatical obsession with conquering and being conquered.
The small leader's territory in Rat Ridge City was originally seized by him. Now that it was taken away by a stronger person, he was not dissatisfied at all. Instead, he became particularly servile after he came to his senses.
After arranging Shoubing, Lan Xia handed the place over to Aerjie and took a few people with him to familiarize themselves with the surrounding environment.
"Sir! Sir, this is the outskirts of the black market. Usually the brothers buy some second-hand guns/ammunition/ammunition here. You can just give them some money. They won't dare to be rude to you!"
The little leader nodded and bowed and followed Lan Xia.
The people setting up stalls outside the black market do not have the protection of merchant qualifications, so the situation is the most chaotic, with good and bad people mixed together, and many people resort to robbing when they cannot make a deal.
Lan Xia scanned both sides of the street. Most of the items sold here were ammunition and the like, but the quality was extremely poor and they were all leftovers.
Good things are concentrated in the hands of major forces. To gain a foothold in the northwest, manpower, weapons, and ammunition are essential foundations.
Similarly, if Xiguang wants to develop, it also needs these things, but the defective products on the stalls can be ignored.
Lan Xia retracted her gaze and said, "Take me to the grocery store. I want to buy something."
Little Boss: “Okay!”
As he was going to live here for a while, Lan Xia bought a lot of daily necessities. Before leaving, he caught a glimpse of a row of flower pots placed in the corner.
She paused slightly, stopped to carefully select the one that suited her best, and rejected the little leader's offer to help her hold it. Lan Xia stroked the edge of the flowerpot, a smile on her lips, and she was in a good mood.
Unfortunately, the good mood did not last long.
There was a faint sound of noise coming from the territory he had just seized. The room where the ice guard was placed was in chaos, ice crystals were spreading violently on the ground, and tiny frost flowers were condensed in the air.
Arge: "Stop him! Don't let him go crazy!"
"Go get the teacher!"
"Sedative!"
Shoubing's eyes were red, he lost his mind, and roared like a beast. It took five people to control him on the bed.
There was already a bruise on Jin Daixi's forehead. The sedative in her hand pierced into Shou Bing's blood vessels, but it had no effect at all.
"Get out of the way!"
Purple spiritual power swept the whole place, shaking violently, shattering all the ice crystals around. Lan Xia strode in and pointed at Shou Bing's brow. Shou Bing froze, and his pupils dilated.
"Arjie, seal this place off and don't let anyone else in!" Lan Xia glanced at the stunned little leader and said, "Have someone keep an eye on him."
The little leader was cornered, blindfolded, and had his ears blocked, and was once again tied up.
Aljie glanced at the frost on Shoubing's body and said, "Teacher, what happened to him?"
"If I'm guessing correctly, he should have inherited the genes of the Su Tu leader and is also an S-level psychic evolver, but he is still in the mirror-breaking period. If there is no one to guide him, he may suffer a mental storm like now."
Alger asked in surprise: "S-class evolver, Psychic Storm?"
"right."
Psychostorm is a term specifically for S-class evolvers in the Broken Mirror period. Once it breaks out, they will go crazy and attack everyone around them unconditionally, which is extremely dangerous.
Normally, mental power has no attributes, but guarding the ice is a special case, as mental power actually contains such a strong chill.
Moreover, this cold air can actually invade other people's bodies along the flow of mental power. It is extremely overbearing.
The frost condensed on Lan Xia's fingertips began to spread, and it was bone-chillingly cold.
"Deco, go get some hot water. Alger, stay in the room. I need to clear his mental energy."
He used his mental power to wrap Shoubing. The boy was thin and had been in a dazed state for the past few days. He looked as haggard as a poor abused animal.
Lan Xia sighed, and his mental power invaded Shou Bing's body. The two kinds of mental power, icy white and light purple, connected with each other. Gradually, the violent factors in the air began to slowly decrease.
Alger is an A-level spiritual power evolver. Although his spiritual power cannot be externalized, he can still keenly perceive the changes in the air atmosphere. He once again intuitively feels the teacher's power.
No one made a sound to disturb them, except for the little leader who was crying in the corner. Everyone else breathed very softly. Jin Daiqiao brought in a bucket of steaming hot water and placed it quietly beside them.
As the mental combing began to come to an end, a little frost formed on the ends of Lan Xia's hair.
He slowly withdrew his hand, and the spiritual power lingering around his body dissipated.
Loosening his numb wrists, Lan Xia said: "Alright, throw him into the hot water." His mental strength was strong, but his physical condition could not keep up, so he could easily get sick from being frozen.
Everyone hurriedly lifted the cold and stiff Shoubing and carefully placed him into the water. The temperature of the water began to drop significantly, and the thin frost covering Shoubing's body began to melt.
Lan Xia reminded: "Soak him until his body temperature returns to normal before taking him out."
He controlled his mental power to dispel the coldness in his body, and the frost on the ends of his hair turned into water droplets. Everything went smoothly, but when the mental power flowed to the meridians in his abdomen, it became extremely sluggish.
The coldness was like a maggot attached to his bones, lingering in his stomach which had been pierced by shrapnel and was healing very slowly.
Alger asked carefully: "Teacher, do you need hot water?"
"No……"
Lan Xia felt a sudden pain in her abdomen, her voice paused, and she coughed out a mouthful of cold blood.
When the blood was coughed up, not only Aerjie, but also Lan Xia himself was stunned. He subconsciously hid his bloody hand behind his back.
The author has something to say:
Teacher Lan Xia: (Repairing cat hiding its clawsjpg.)
Arge & Jin Deke: Puppy scratching.
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Hey, Lan Xia is the pseudonym of Mr. Gong. In order to keep the article consistent, most of what is presented to the babies are just some psychological descriptions of him as a brother.
After considering for a long time, I finally decided to adopt this writing style. It can be seen that Mr. Gong plays two roles and acts immersively. He is a drama queen.