After taking the medicine in the car, Qi Yan couldn't help but frowned after a while.
Although I'm used to this feeling, it's still hard to endure every time.
For the past eight years, he has been using these drugs to try to stay awake and rationally distinguish the authenticity of those memories so as not to fall into complete confusion.
Holding the cool transparent medicine bottle between his fingers, Qi Yan stared at a certain point in the empty air and thought, when the day comes when even medicine is no longer effective, he will be completely plunged into darkness, right
Maybe it's because I've been mentally preparing myself, and it seems that I'm not as scared as before.
It was a rare occasion that Lu Fenghan didn't set off the alarm in the car system because of the high speed. He tilted his head and saw Qi Yan's face was pale and listless, so he subconsciously lowered his voice by two points: "Do you want to take a nap? I'll call you when we get there?"
Qi Yan shook his head slowly: "I can't sleep."
He didn't want to let himself get entangled in negative emotions, so he found a topic to chat with Lu Fenghan: "The front page of the Leto Daily today said that the famous female singer Fugilina is coming to Leto for a concert."
Lu Fenghan placed his hand on the joystick, raised his knuckles slightly, and tapped twice: "That was yesterday's front page."
Qi Yan recalled carefully and found the date information in the picture of his memory - it was indeed yesterday.
"I remembered it wrong again."
"It doesn't matter if I remembered it wrong. I remember it." Lu Fenghan continued the topic, "Do you like Fugilina?"
Just by listening to the name, you can tell that most of these female celebrities are cut from the same mold.
Qi Yan: "No, I don't know her. But she appeared on the front page of the Leto Daily, so she must be famous."
Do you think he knows Fugilina, so he started the conversation with this
I guess this female star must have some good points, which is why she was put on the front page of Leto Daily.
However, Lu Fenghan had been drifting on the front line of the Southern Cross Region with the starship for nearly ten years. All he had to deal with all day was a pile of battle reports, patrol reports, maintenance requests, the dark universe and the distant stars. Everything in the alliance was too far away from him, and he didn't even know who the popular female singer was.
"I don't know her either." Lu Fenghan glanced at the empty medicine bottle that Qi Yan had been holding in his hand, and asked casually, "Will your medicine make me feel uncomfortable after taking it?"
He couldn't help but think of that night again. He opened the bedroom door and saw Qi Yan standing barefoot among the debris. He didn't even react when his calf was scratched. The look in his eyes when he looked at him was confused and panicked, like a small animal that fell into a trap in the dead of winter and couldn't get out, unconsciously asking him for help.
"This?" Qi Yan shook the small medicine bottle in his hand. "It will be very uncomfortable, but I can't really describe it in detail. After taking it, I will feel... a little cold and very uneasy."
He thought of a description, "It's like being lost and walking barefoot in the snow."
Lu Fenghan: "Can't not eat?"
"cannot."
"Can't we reduce the side effects a little bit more?"
"It has been reduced to a very low level. The current one is an improved version, the ninth generation. The side effects were more serious after taking it before."
Lu Fenghan felt a little agitated for no reason and cursed inwardly, what a rubbish drug! It's the ninth generation, but the side effects are still so strong. It simply lowers the average level of the alliance's pharmaceutical technology!
After arriving at school, they turned on the automatic driving system as usual and let the hovercraft go to the parking area by itself, while Lu Fenghan accompanied Qi Yan towards the classroom.
It was obvious that Turan had just had a light rain, and there were still water droplets hanging on the leaves, which was exactly in sync with the weather outside.
It was almost time for class and there were many people coming and going. Jiang Qi was waiting downstairs and saw Qi Yan in the crowd at a glance.
He seemed to be in a daze, not looking at the road, and almost got bumped by someone without noticing it, but the bodyguard who had been following him reached out and pulled him.
The bodyguard seemed a little helpless. He said something briefly and then continued to help Qi Yan block people.
When Qi Yan finally approached, Jiang Qi smiled and called out, "Brother!"
His loud voice attracted a lot of attention from the people around him.
Qi Yan seemed not to hear him and did not respond at all.
Jiang Qi was slightly annoyed, so he had to take a few steps forward and said, "Qi Yan!"
Hearing someone calling him, Qi Yan stopped, and at this time, Jiang Qi had already quickly stood in front of him.
"Brother, I've been waiting for you here for a long time," Jiang Qi said sincerely, but also a little nervously, "Are you still angry? You've been back for so long and haven't come home yet. Mom and Dad are very worried. Mom also asked me to ask you if you can come home for dinner tonight. She cooked a lot of delicious food herself."
He spoke carefully, fearing that Qi Yan would not agree.
Qi Yan seemed to recognize who he was: "Jiang Qi?"
The smile on Jiang Qi's lips froze slightly.
Qi Yan refused directly: "I have to go to the library tonight, so I don't have time."
Thinking of what Vice Principal Caroline said at the celebration banquet, that Qi Yan could enter and leave the principal's library as he pleased, Jiang Qi felt jealous, and his expression became even more disappointed: "Is that so? Then my parents will definitely be disappointed. But it doesn't matter, next time you are free-"
"We're all busy." After saying that, Qi Yan ignored Jiang Qi and left with Lu Fenghan.
Two people who were waiting for Jiang Qi to go to class came over. One of them looked at Qi Yan's back and was a little excited: "He is the Qi Yan who made PVC93? I didn't expect him to be so handsome! By the way, Jiang Qi, I think you said last time that the education level in the place where your brother used to live was very poor. In order to get admission, your father donated a building?"
Jiang Qijia pinched his palms and forced a smile. "Well, my brother hasn't lived in Leto for some reasons. Dad feels really guilty and wants to make up for it, so he is very generous to him and hired the best tutors. It was the same when he returned to Leto this time. Dad had a lot of trouble to send him to Turan. You know, it's not easy to go straight to the second grade."
A person nearby was surprised: "No wonder he was able to make that model, it turns out he hired a tutor. He has received one-on-one elite education, why does he insist on saying that he is self-taught? And for this model, who knows how much help the 'tutor' may have put in." He emphasized the word "tutor" and nudged Jiang Qi with his elbow, "Hey, but your family is also biased. They give their own son a top tutor and a donated building. You have to rely on yourself to study in Turan."
Jiang Qi exhaled, feeling a little sad, but still smiled and said, "I understand."
Another person patted Jiang Qi on the shoulder and consoled him: "Hey, don't be sad. I used to envy you for having such a capable brother. You can ask any questions you don't understand. You will definitely get all A's easily at the end of the semester."
Jiang Qi smiled and replied: "It's nothing, I can get all A's through my own efforts."
"Yes, yes, of course! Let's not talk about these awful things anymore, let's go to class!"
The first class was a professional basic course. When Laurent entered the classroom, the teacher was chatting before class and mentioned PVC93 with praise. Putting the notepad on the table, Laurent couldn't help but look at Qi Yan who was sitting at the back.
Obviously everyone was paying attention to him before, but now, everyone is talking about Qi Yan and the pvc93 that replaced the rn3 model.
Qi Yan didn't notice Laurent's gaze. He was replying to the questions sent by Mondrian. Last night he sent the process of simplifying PVC to Mondrian. The other party must have stayed up all night to read it and clearly listed the parts that he didn't understand one by one.
Lu Fenghan stood outside the classroom.
Vincent was asking him on the comms: "Commander, I searched the entire StarNet and couldn't find an 'August' that meets the requirements. Are you sure your character description is correct?"
Lu Fenghan replied nonchalantly: "If you can't find it, then forget it."
Or rather, it was normal that he couldn't find him. He asked Vincent to find August, mostly to confirm some of his guesses.
Vincent was aroused by his competitive spirit: "It's unscientific! If we can't even find a person, where is the reputation of our intelligence gathering profession?"
"You're overthinking it. When your intelligence search department was blocked outside the Turan intranet firewall, there was no such high-end configuration as 'face'."
Lu Fenghan stood with his back against the wall, looking at Qi Yan in the classroom, and then started typing, "What is the probability that this person's information has been encrypted by the Alliance?"
Seeing what Lu Fenghan sent, Vincent thought for a few seconds: "Commander, if you are sure that this August really exists and this name is his real name, then according to my experience, the probability is 70 to 80 percent, or even higher. If you can't find it after searching everywhere, it can only be encrypted. Maybe the encryption level is very high, otherwise how could we not catch any trace of him."
"Well," his guess was confirmed, and Lu Fenghan changed the subject, "How much do you know about 'lead'?"
"A fuse? The one the rebels came up with?"
"right."
Vincent thought back and answered, "The 'fuse' is a headache for the Alliance. Although they are all called 'fuse', each 'fuse' is actually different. This is the most annoying thing. If you crack this 'fuse', the 'fuse' found in the next fake hover car accident will be completely different from the previous one. It's endless."
He mocked mercilessly, "It is said that this thing is called a 'miracle' by the rebels. You know, the rebels keep saying 'God's gift' every day, as if people are brainless two-legged animals who can only survive by waiting for God to send down miracles and gifts."
He was very perceptive: "Commander, the reason for Deason's death was the 'lead'?"
Lu Fenghan affirmed: "Yes."
"It was really the rebels who did it?" Vincent reacted again, "No, Commander, where did you find the expert who successfully hacked into Turan's internal network?"
Lu Fenghan was not prepared to satisfy Vincent’s curiosity: “No more chatting, I have something to do.”
Knowing that he had asked something he shouldn't have asked, Vincent could only shut up. He then heard Lu Fenghan say that he had something to do and was in a hurry to hang up the phone: "Commander, what do you want? Is it important?"
This should be something you can ask.
Lu Fenghan's eyes fell on Qi Yan in the classroom, and he answered as he walked in: "It's time to accompany someone to class."