It was an endless starry sky, dark in color, dotted with stars, flickering in the darkness.
Countless starlight forms a spiral streamer, and the star core in the middle is a slender diamond, like a slightly opened eye, staring at you in the spiral streamer.
The surrounding scenery roared by, countless planets, large or small, passed by, and the starlight flashed quickly.
The spiral star system is zooming in, from far to near, swallowing people in it in an instant.
As soon as he closed his eyes and opened them again, he saw the familiar scenery.
The sea-blue planet flies by, the sky-blue planet flies by, and the planet with a huge halo... countless familiar planets from far to near, whistling past you as if flying towards you.
After the flaming red planet also flew by, the speed seemed to slow down.
When that planet appeared, time seemed to stand still at this moment.
The blue planet floats in the dark starry sky. Under the light of the huge sun, one side of it is a slightly bright azure blue, and the other side that is not illuminated by the light shows a dark blue color. Italian dark blue.
The blue color glowed with undulating luster in the pitch black, like an azure sapphire under the night.
It rotates slowly in the dark starry sky, thousands of years of peace and serenity.
A flame rose from the great sun, illuminating the dark starry sky—
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... ... ...
The boy who woke up from the dream slowly opened his eyes, the soft light shone on his face, he stared at the familiar ceiling, his eyes seemed half awake, and a little hazy.
He slowly turned his head, the surroundings he saw were very familiar, and the snow-white bed under him was also very soft. He was lying on the warm bed, the temperature in the room was just right, and there was a faint fragrance in the air.
Everything was so familiar, as if he had woken up from this bed countless times, which made him wonder in a trance whether everything he experienced on that planet was just a dream of his.
The trance in the dark pupils slowly dissipated, and gradually became sober. Mute sat up, stared blankly for a while, and then got off the bed.
The air temperature in the room is very warm. Although the ground has a metallic luster, it does not have the cold feeling of metal. Instead, it feels like stepping on a fleece blanket. Mutt stepped on the cold ground with bare feet and walked out. go.
After leaving the bedroom, he stood at the door and looked around at the familiar everything.
During his coma, he returned to Ishtar, to the room where he had lived for so long. There was a cold touch on his wrist, Mute raised his hand, and he saw the familiar silvery blue-black metal ring on his right wrist. This thing that he put on the bed not long ago has returned to him now. hands.
The boy looked at the metal ring on his wrist in a daze for a while, and suddenly there was the sound of splashing water beside him. He subconsciously raised his head to look in the direction of the bathroom, and just as he raised his head, the sound of water stopped, and the door opened , someone came out from inside.
The wet hair on the forehead was still dripping water, and the wet hair clung to the visitor's face.
It was a face full of scars, large or small sarcoma piled up in one place, and blood-red muscle tendons spread all over it to outline hideous lines. The most terrifying thing was that the place where the right eye should be was a deep hole A sunken, scorched hole, with a cold mechanical prosthetic eye embedded in it—
The young man was startled when he saw the devil's face that looked like he had been scorched by the flames of hell, and the ugly man who seemed to have just washed his face was startled when he saw him, and then he raised his hand to cover it. own face.
"Hold on."
As the man said so, he walked to the side, picked up the metal mask on the cabinet and put it on, blocking his ugly face that would give people too much impact. The wet brown hair was attached to the silver-white mask, and water droplets flowed down the mask. The man raised his hand again and casually tied the long brown hair scattered on his shoulders into a bundle.
When the man turned around again, Mute could only see the metal mask on the upper half of his face, and the unscarred lips below.
"Sorry to scare you."
The man said that his voice was very deep, with an indescribable hardness.
Mute froze for a moment, then shook his head. He wasn't frightened, but just surprised.
The current medical treatment is very advanced, broken arms and legs can be transplanted and reconnected, and it is not difficult to heal skin burns, but why doesn't this man in front of him go to heal, insisting on wearing such a devilish ugly face
"You are?"
Although he was a little doubtful in his heart, he would not be so impolite to ask people about their personal affairs when they met for the first time.
"Is the major general not here?"
He looked around, but did not see the owner of this room.
The brown-haired man didn't answer his question, but said another sentence that Mutt couldn't understand.
"I think familiarity makes you feel better when you wake up."
The man said in a deep voice, he raised his hand and pressed something on the wall. After two beeps, the room suddenly became brightly lit, and the image that Mutt was very familiar with instantly receded as if it had melted in the air, and a strange environment appeared in front of him. in front of the eyes.
Compared with the spacious and comfortable room just now, the real room looks much narrower. The bed that Mutt was lying on just now is actually just a simple metal bed that is only big enough for one person to lie on. The metal floor under his feet is covered with a layer of black and red. The jelly, which is said to be a room, is actually a single room with an independent bathroom.
This room should be the interior of a spaceship, because through the round window of the room, you can see the vast starry sky outside.
Through the transparent window, one can see that there are quite a few battleships next to the spaceship, sailing close to the spaceship.
"You slept for a day and a half, because you were exhausted, your mood fluctuated too much, and you showed signs of a slight low-grade fever." The brown-haired man said, "Troll is going to the Guna galaxy, and repeated long-distance jumps in a short period of time. Your body I can't bear it, so I will escort you."
"... you are not an imperial soldier?"
Mutt glanced at the man. The man was wearing a black battle suit, which made the man look extraordinarily tall and powerful. However, he didn't see anything related to the Imperial Army from the man, and even the battleships outside were very different from the battleships under the command of the major general he usually saw.
"Um."
The man replied, plain and simple.
"I only obey Troll's orders."
When the man said this, Mutt vaguely understood.
It seems that this man and the fleet under his command are the private military forces hidden by the major general.
He was not worried that this man would lie to him. After all, from the virtual projection just now, it can be seen that the man is very familiar with the major general's room on Ishtar. With the major general's character, if he is not a very trusted subordinate, he will not let people enter him easily. territory.
"where are we going?"
"Escort you to Emperor Star."
"what?"
"It will take about six days to sail from here to Emperor Star." The man said, although he always answered questions, but his voice was almost emotionless, "Rush to the Guna Galaxy, suppress the rebels, and then return, Six days is enough."
Mute was stunned for a moment before realizing that the man's second sentence was Major General Troll.
The man continued, "We will meet with Troll before entering the outer reaches of the Emperor Star System, and escort you to Ishtar to complete the mission."
The young man let out an oh, didn't ask any more questions, sat back on the bed, and turned his head to look at the vast starry sky outside the window.
He tilted his head, his jet-black hair fell on his still somewhat childish cheeks, his face reflected the light refracted by the glass window, making his black pupils seem to shimmer.
He sat quietly, looking at the starry sky outside the window.
He didn't want to ask what happened after he passed out, because he already vaguely knew the answer in his heart.
... Perhaps when he saw that person smiling at him for the last time, he had already guessed what the ending would be.
It was him who was so naive.
He was so self-righteous that he thought he could help that person... but in the end he couldn't do anything.
[I'll go with you.]
After all, he still failed to take that person away from the imprisoned planet.
...
The man looked at the young child carefully. To be honest, although he knew the influence the child had on Troll, he really couldn't see anything special about the child.
Not long ago, when he heard that Troll, who was as cold and emotionless as a robot, doted on an underage child, he actually didn't believe it at all.
He really couldn't imagine that Troll would have even the slightest relationship with the word 'favor'.
Since he met Troll, in the past few decades, he has never felt a little bit of human emotion in Troll. Troll's heart is like an endless black hole, no matter how much emotion an outsider pours into it, they will only be swallowed by the black hole without any response.
What I said on that planet at the beginning, I just wanted to test Troll a little bit.
However, when he saw Troll walking over with the child in his arms, and the way Troll looked at the child, he knew the answer.
Troll found someone who could plug that black hole in his heart.
The man was contemplating here, and found that the child looked back at him, his eyes fell on the mask on his face, and there was a mechanical prosthetic eye showing a little trace from the gap in the mask.
But, soon, the child turned his head back and continued to stare out the window in a daze.
He thought for a while, walked over, and spoke.
"I didn't fix my face to warn myself," he said, "to keep that in my mind until I die."
"I was a low-ranking officer in the Imperial Army back then. When I found out that my boss was collaborating with the enemy, I reported him. However, I was bitten back and accused of collaborating with the enemy. Those people wanted to burn me alive to prevent me from revealing the secret. die."
"I didn't want to die, but I wanted revenge, so I sold myself to Troll, he saved me, and then helped me get revenge."
"..."
When he was talking, the boy turned back to look at him, with a dazed expression and a bit of confusion in his eyes.
The teenager looked at him in confusion, as if he didn't understand why he would tell himself his past frankly when they met for the first time.
"Don't you have anything to ask?"
"No."
The boy's answer made the man pause.
"I thought you'd be interested in Troll's past."
"..."
The young man lowered his eyes, and a strand of jet-black hair fell in front of his eyes.
If it was before, he would indeed be interested, but after those things... He pursed his lips, as if he didn't want to say any more and chose to remain silent.
However, he fell into silence, but the man continued talking on his own.
"What Troll has been looking for all these years seems to be something related to his past. He didn't tell me, but I can see that he is too obsessed with the past. In order to find what he wants, he You can even risk your life."
"..."
"Because of this, I've been worried about that guy. He's still young, and it's not a good thing for him to be too obsessed... But it seems that I don't need to worry about it now."
"..."
"I asked him which one he would choose, the past and you, but he didn't answer."
"..."
"But there is no answer, which is already an answer. When he didn't choose the past, he already regarded you as something more important than the past, what he was looking for, and his obsession for so many years."
"..."
"do you understand me?"
"..."
Troll would risk his life to find the past, and now, between the past and this child, he chose this child.
The brown-haired man took a few steps forward, and he looked at the young child sitting on the bed.
He leaned over slightly, propped his hands on the edge of the bed, and stared at the child's dark but bright pupils like the starry sky outside.
He said, "You are more than his life."
The room was unusually quiet, the two of them stared at each other, they didn't speak for a while, only the sound of their breathing with different frequencies and severity was heard.
After a long time, the man got the boy's answer.
"… Um."
The boy hummed lightly.
He lowered his eyes, and his slender eyelashes cast a pale shadow on his immature face.
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Five days later, the good news came.
Major General Troll successfully suppressed the rebellion in the Guna galaxy, killed the leader of the rebel army, arrested tens of thousands of people, and will soon return to Emperor Star with the prisoners of war.
There are rumors that His Majesty the Emperor is very satisfied with the result of this battle, and intends to promote Major General Troll, who has made this contribution, to lieutenant general.
As soon as this rumor came out, the entire universe talked about it.
It is unbelievable that Major General Troll has been promoted to major general at such a young age, but now he is going to become a lieutenant general at such an age, and the speed of promotion is almost unheard of.
Some people are envious, some people are secretly jealous, some people say that this person is just relying on his face to climb up to His Royal Highness, and some people are already churning in their hearts, restless, and secretly planning something again...
When the storm was raging, the Ishtar flagship had quietly returned to the outskirts of the Emperor Star System.