Chapter 28 (Starting from inverted V)
"Until now, I am still quite curious, what is your own purpose?"
Chen Jian lowered his head and used a flower hoe to carefully loosen the soil in a small pot of tuberose on the table. He looked indifferent, as if he didn't care who the person he was communicating with was.
Even though he was the culprit who had just released a disaster virus into Shen Jian's territory, and another leader who was in an opposite position to him in this war.
The heavy door of the command room had already been raised for the resting leader, and Shen Jian was the only one in the warm room.
A few days ago, after the curtains were all removed, Shen An brought this small pot of flowers, as if to celebrate something, but he didn't say anything. He just looked up carefully and expectantly at Shen Jian when he put it down. Shen Jian glanced and acquiesced.
The front line has basically collapsed because of that tiny chip, and the reported death toll has accumulated to a terrifying number.
Xu Yinmo did not dare to let the remaining troops appear again. He led his men back to the front-line base and took over the command of the front line.
He was replaced by his subordinates who almost all used quantum teleportation and arrived at all costs.
Almost everyone whose data had not been stolen rushed to the battlefield an hour ago, taking away millions of automated weapons and war robots.
Shen Jian's shoveling motion was a little too big, and he almost shoveled away half of the tuberose.
He paused, then guiltily filled the shoveled soil back into the hole to make it look intact.
“Mo Yi,” Shen Jian looked at the flowers and smiled while holding the flower shovel.
The projection that was teasing the little snake made a gesture of listening carefully, and even looked very well-behaved.
Shen Jian was not fooled by the disguised obedience at all, and his voice was as cold as a knife, "I dare not bet whether you have a conscience."
Shen Jian didn't dare to bet whether Mo Yi would break through the barrier above the heads of the civilians and let the virus spread on the ground.
Shen Jian doesn't think he is a savior, but he recognizes the value of ordinary people just as he recognizes the value of geniuses, so he protects them.
"The human community is valuable, Mo Yi." Shen Jian sincerely declared his true feelings for the first time, looking at the black-haired man in a Tang suit sitting on the armchair without emotion, "Don't go too far."
Shen Pingyan knocked on the door.
Shen Jian glanced at the enemy leader who seemed to want to explain something, raised his hand and ruthlessly hung up the communication with him, quickly gathered his emotions, and said calmly, "Come in."
Shen Pingyan apologized behind the thick soundproof door before opening it.
He only held a document in his hand. He walked forward and lowered his head slightly, then placed the paper on the table. "All the frontline personnel have been replaced by machines. Neither side can cross the other side's garrison line, so they can only be deadlocked in the de-escalation zone."
"Unless we exhaust our war machinery at the same time as the Middle Ages, this situation will remain stalemate."
Shen Pingyan turned sideways and stepped back, allowing the large picture projected by Solomon to be displayed.
"...and, Shen Lanhe wants to mobilize 500,000 medical devices. This is the approval document he sent over."
"Yes, approved." Shen Jian answered him as soon as he finished speaking. The leader didn't even sign his name, but directly stamped his private seal.
A sharp seal of intertwined swords.
After signing, Shen Jian was about to hand it to Shen Pingyan when he saw Shen Pingyan kneeling on one knee in order to prevent him from looking up at himself.
"..." Shen Jian paused, then moved the tuberose to him, and said casually, "There's something missing in the command room."
Shen Pingyan glanced at the white petals through his plain glasses and said calmly, "Yes, sir."
In fact, there is no shortage. But Shen Jian gave it, so the command room is short of it.
Shen Pingyan held the flower in his arms, and the thin important document was instantly crumpled, but he didn't care. This was not his assignment, and he didn't need to keep it carefully.
He looked up at Shen Jian’s expression before saying, “Sir, are you okay?”
Shen Jian glanced at him.
After a moment, he said, "Not so good. I'm still not sure whether the Middle Ages will deploy that machine. Although I would like to try it, humans can't afford it."
At two o'clock in the morning of the second day after the war began, the fully mechanical battlefield, symbolizing the white-hot stage, had already begun to take shape. Shen Jian could fully imagine what kind of bloody hell it would be in the later stages.
"Really? Sir." Shen Pingyan lowered his eyes.
Even though a thick black curtain was hung on the glass window for safety reasons, the room was already a normal leader's room, not a morgue.
If we ignore the huge mechanical organization, the black and silver-striped walls, the huge sense of emptiness and the command room on one side, it would be "normal".
But even so, it still contrasts sharply with the dull and solemn medieval decorations projected just now.
The Wuyan Tower is almost back to the way it was four years ago, Shen Pingyan thought.
"But protecting civilians is your ideal, right?" Shen Pingyan raised his hand and touched the soil in the flowerpot, which was obviously uneven. "I wanted to ask this many years ago - when I submitted my letter of surrender."
"Are you protecting the civilians, the human race, or your ideal of 'hoping for the existence of humanity'?"
The wind became silent.
Shen Jian stopped moving.
He turned his gaze and stared at Shen Pingyan for a moment.
Shen Pingyan lowered his eyes and calmly accepted the leader's scrutiny.
He had to ask, he had to ask, even if the next second after he asked the question his heart and bones would be occupied by endless fear and pain, and he would be lingering on the edge of a cliff on the verge of being abandoned and blown by the wind and rain, trying to stand firm.
The commander's fingers gripping the flowerpot were almost in spasm, and the tiny flower-planting object let out a fragile whine.
After a while, the leader calmly asked back, "Is there any difference?"
"There is no difference, sir." Shen Pingyan replied dryly, "Because the result is the same, you don't care about the distortion of the process, as long as the effect is presented."
“It’s just that ‘protecting civilians’ overlaps with your ideals, so you chose to be friendly to civilians.” Shen Pingyan said.
Shen Jian asked, "What do you want to say?"
Shen Pingyan shook his head, put down the flower pot, picked up the corner of Shen Jian's cloak that fell to the ground, and gave him a kiss without any ambiguity, "Sir, am I closest to you now?"
Shen Jian paused, "Ah, now it is."
The room was silent again for a while.
Shen Pingyan still held on to the cloak, and Shen Jian couldn't help but look away and picked up the teacup.
The communication on the table flashed a faint red light again at an inopportune time. Shen Jian almost breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at the commander who was still kneeling.
Shen Pingyan glanced at it and stood up, “Sir, I’m leaving.”
The door of the command room closed again.
"Sir, you are so ruthless." Mo Yi immediately accused after the call was connected, and said with a smile, "We clearly agreed to a three-hour call time."
Shen Jian didn't even raise his eyelids, even though asking the question was equivalent to giving up the initiative, but he still spoke first and brought the topic back to business.
"Mo Yi, you should know what I care about most right now. I am very curious about why you acted this way. We have no direct reason to be hostile to each other."
"You mean the person who may have occupied your four years?" Mo Yi said obediently and gently, confirming Shen Jian's guess without hesitation, "Are you tracking 'him'? Is he more important than any of your current goals?"
Shen Jian put down the teacup a little slowly, and raised his head with a little surprise, “Why do you think so?”
Mo Yi's brows relaxed, and he breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously for having preserved his ideal impression of a leader.
Even though he didn't admit it and tried not to think about it, he still couldn't deny the fact that he had a yearning for Shen Jian.
At that time, the subordinates of Wuyan Tower were able to quickly realize that their leader was gone, but they still worked hard to preserve the external glory of Wuyan Tower just like the ministers of the old dynasty who died for their master.
They have completely proved to Mo Yi how good Shen Jian is as a leader, so good that no matter how many years the leader has been missing, they are willing to live in the past and wait for him to come back.
So these four years did not make Mo Yi despise Shen Jian. On the contrary, he became more and more eager to get closer to the real him.
What kind of person is Shen Jian? He doesn't know. The previous data is protected by the Wuyan Tower, which has lost its leader, like a wolf pack guarding its last cub after losing everything; and the past intelligence is known to zero worldwide, as if it is covered with a layer of mysterious mist, and it seems that even the Wuyan Tower is taboo.
He put on a dreamy filter for Shen Jian on his own, and had to verify, like filling in the blanks, that every word Shen Jian said was in line with his fantasy.
He tried to use his imagination to create an impression of a leader that suits his own ideal, and then apply it to himself. This is his template for behavior, and he cannot deviate from it.
Now, Shen Jian once again fits the image of "taking a calm attitude towards everything and being confident of victory", and Mo Yi is very satisfied.
But soon his excitement was broken again.
Shen Jian stood up and opened the curtains, and the bright moonlight flowed in like flowing water.
The stars were still twinkling and blinking, not at all affected by the faint explosion coming from the distance.
He stared at the intact barrier below and said, "I am glad you can admit it, but my grudge with 'him' is my highest priority at present, and perhaps even in the future."
The other end of the line was silent for a long time. Shen Jian didn't even turn his head, trying to use the pure starry sky to cleanse his eyes that were dying from reading the documents.
"In fact, Mr. Shen, I admire you very much." Mo Yi opened his eyes and stood up. The double-ring dark green jade pendant on his waist jingled and sounded through the top-notch audio equipment.
Shen Jiancai turned around and glanced, it was the product of [Perilla].
Shen Jian broke one of his fantasies, so he also wanted to break one of Shen Jian's.
Mo Yi slowly smiled, "I know what you want to ask."
"In fact, he and I have no common language. We just have a slight overlap in the same dream." Mo Yi looked at Shen Jian's projection with malicious eyes, and slowly raised a meaningful smile.
"You're right. It seems that I have no reason to be hostile to you, but what if I want a new world?"
"...What?" Shen Jian's tone was strange.
"Sir, look." Mo Yi took a step forward eagerly, "I know what you want to do. You want to save them, right? But the world now can't be saved, right? It can only be shattered first."
Shen Jian's expression became strange as Mo Yi said this. He picked up the teacup again and coughed lightly, "Only now do you tell me that you are an idealist?"
"You want to destroy the world and then create it again?" Shen Jian's gaze shifted to Mo Yi's face, reading his expression carefully.
“Yes.” Mo Yi stared at Shen Jian closely, “You don’t look surprised? Destroying it once first can not only clean up the stubborn garbage that has already stuck, but also…”
"...Wait a minute." Shen Jian suddenly put down the teacup and looked at him coldly, "You said that 'he' and your goals partially overlap, and your ideals include his ideals?"
Mo Yi paused, and couldn't help but laugh at the little fish being hooked, "First of all, thank you very much for keeping my other request from your analysis of these words."
He didn’t care that Shen Jian’s eyebrows twitched again, “I know it’s best for you to try to guess things, but it’s a pity.”
He touched the soft red fork spit out by the silver snake with a happy mood, "It's just the opposite."
"Oh, so 'his' goal is to destroy the universe." Shen Jian concluded coldly and took a deep breath.
Shen Jian gritted his teeth and said, “I haven’t scolded anyone for a long time…”
“Hahahaha…” Mo Yi stared straight at the real projection of Shen Jian, stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, took two breaths lightly, and after a moment, he kept his posture and smiled, “I hope you can handle it well, after all…”
Mo Yi returned to his chair and stroked the silver snake that had coiled around him again in a good mood. "Also, in return for answering my call, I'll keep it a secret for the time being in order to reserve a surprise for you."
He smiled and said, "You have no idea who 'he' is."
Shen Jian waved his hand weakly.
Mo Yi didn’t care, and looked Shen Jian up and down carefully sincerely and greedily, “In the end, I will work harder to break you.”
He wanted a new world, and he also wanted Shen Jian to be like his current subordinates, kneeling beside him with his head down with reluctance and hatred.
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