After realizing that there was a person hidden in the cabinet, a strange feeling appeared in He Yan's heart, and after seeing the person's face clearly, he fell into a daze.
If his memory hadn't been stolen by someone, wouldn't this face with a bit of sinister brows be one of the two faces of his lover in the last life
It's the one of the Demon Lord of the Northern Territory...
He Yan stretched out his fingertips, and tentatively poked the distorted face that was still somewhat handsome. He found that the skin he touched was still warm, and it didn't look like he had lost his life characteristics. The pulse also has weak ups and downs.
— It’s just that I can’t detect the existence of divine consciousness, or the existence of spiritual power.
But it's not like the situation where his mental brain was crushed and died before. The spiritual sea was empty, and he couldn't even find any fragments of mental power.
However, this situation seems to be understandable, after all, the owner of this body is still stored on the precise mechanical components inside the starship.
He Yan glanced in the direction of the control screen, and found that the green icon had shrunk to the corner of the screen.
He Yan: "..."
Although the space in the hidden cabinet is large enough to hold a large sidearm, there is still a big gap from the size of an adult.
I don't know how I173, which has no entity, stuffed this body into it.
Although He Yan with an SS physique was not that weak, he didn't dare to use too much force for fear of causing damage to his body, and it took a lot of effort to pull it out of the hidden cabinet.
Fortunately, although the mental power disappeared, the strength of this body is still very high. Although it was squeezed into the cabinet before and the whole body was deformed, after pulling it out, no damage could be found on it.
"Liao Yezhou" was still wearing the cassock that he had when he crossed the catastrophe, a robe with wide sleeves, and his waist-length black hair fell quietly on the cold floor.
Holding the collar, he lifted the person from the ground and put him on the seat to straighten it. He Yan walked to the screen and tapped on the system icon that had shrunk to a corner.
He Yan: "There are still four hours and forty-five minutes. You can explain slowly."
Eight hours later, at a corner of the meteorite belt, a huge starship jumped out from the gap between the fast-moving stars. Then it slowly slid forward for a certain distance, and finally stopped in the dark universe.
Two hours later, a medium-sized starship appeared nearby with two small starships.
Because they were close to the meteorite belt that terrified all starship pilots, these starships drove very cautiously, almost moving forward at a turtle speed.
After all, they don't have large starships, and the small and medium-sized starships are not stable enough. Once they are affected by the black hole formed by the high-speed movement of stars on the edge of the meteorite belt, they can easily fall into the meteorite belt and be smashed to pieces.
In the leading medium-sized starship, besides the starship pilot who was concentrating on it, there were two other people standing in front of the screen, looking at the small green dot representing the position on the screen, their faces collapsing.
One of them couldn't help but swear, and the expression on his face was almost ferocious, "Fuck, why not yet."
The other person was calmer than him, and said lightly: "Don't worry, even if you get here, don't be impulsive, something is wrong."
Not only is something wrong, the starship that has been out of contact for so long and has basically become a ball of discarded alloy in the meteorite belt suddenly sends a contact signal, which can be called a supernatural event.
Let's not talk about other things, just say that when the starship disappeared, there was only 10% of the energy left at most, and it couldn't last that long at all!
But the people who stay in the starship are too important to them. Even though they clearly know that this matter is full of weirdness, after thinking about it, they still can't restrain the impulse in their hearts, and they still take the risk to come here. trip.
The person who started to speak took a deep breath and opened his mouth to say something, but it seemed that he couldn't say anything for a while, and finally he just read a sentence: "... It's all messed up."
This miniature starship team was driving at a slow but steady speed, a little bit closer to the signal position displayed on the screen. After half an hour, a corner of the dark hull finally appeared on the observation screen.
The huge hull gradually appeared in front of them. Due to the attack and impact, the appearance of the starship has become bumpy, and the original shape can only be seen. Only the markings and numbers on the side of the hull are still intact, silently moving Searching and telling the identity.
The moment he saw that familiar sign, the cab fell into an extreme silence.
The huge starship is still in a pitch-black universe, with a gray meteorite belt faintly visible behind it, like a giant beast that escapes from the abyss with its last breath, and may collapse at any time.
Three days later, at the Imperial Capital Hospital, after the last examination, the testing cabin made a "beep" sound, and the hatch opened to both sides, and He Yan sat up from it.
Item by item the data appears on the instrument screen.
The doctor in a white coat quietly stared at each string of data, his eyes shone with excitement mixed with shock, he caught He Yan non-stop and asked a long list of questions before reluctantly letting him go.
He Yan straightened the wrinkled clothes on his body, walked out of the testing room, and several subordinates who were waiting outside the door immediately surrounded him.
"Boss, are you okay?" The most impulsive one had the loudest voice, and as soon as he spoke, the medical staff passing by not far away cast their eyes one after another.
He Yan turned the smart brain on his wrist, smiled slightly, and comforted him: "It's okay, I just did some routine checks."
Just as he expected, the time passing outside the meteorite belt was indeed faster than inside. The system time of the starship passed seven days, while outside the meteorite belt it took a full seven months.
In seven months, it is indeed more than enough to build a rescue station.
Because the meteorite belt is too dangerous, no starship captain can guarantee that he will drive the starship safely into the meteorite belt and return safely, so even if he detects that the last signal sent by his starship before disappearing is in the meteorite belt Nearby, search and rescue ships cannot be sent into the meteorite belt to search.
After that war ended, the rescue fleet cruised around the meteorite belt with an extremely large radius for three full weeks, and chose to evacuate without getting any clues.
There is nothing to blame for this. Human resources in wartime are already tight. No matter what aspect you consider, there is no need to make so many sacrifices that may be meaningless for a person who has basically no hope of surviving.
It is the utmost effort for the military to approve the establishment of a high-level rescue station that is likely to be idle all year round at a place about 2,000 miles away from the meteorite belt, waiting for a glimmer of hope.
Fortunately, this glimmer of hope was finally lit up.
Fortunately, some of his subordinates stayed in the rescue station, insisting on waiting.
If any link is missing, it may be very difficult for him to return to the empire alive.
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A group of people left the hospital and got on the hovercraft. The subordinates who had been holding back for several days finally couldn't help asking: "General, I heard that you blew up a mental power detector on the day you came back... What happened? You His mental strength has improved again? What is going on in the meteorite belt?"
After staying in the meteorite belt for seven months and being able to safely drive the starship out of the meteorite belt, even if it is bragging like this, people will probably be hung up and laughed at!
He Yan's fingertips resting on Zhinao's wrist moved slightly, still looking calm, calmly said: "This matter is still a military secret for the time being, remember to keep your mouth shut and don't gossip around."
His mental strength has indeed improved, breaking through the boundaries of the SSS level and entering a higher level.
However, since this matter involves another important confidential information, in order to prevent danger, it will not be announced to the public for the time being.
The subordinate ate a soft nail, and he panicked more after asking than if he didn't ask, and ran to the side to plant mushrooms dejectedly.
Others, you look at me and I look at you, and they all tacitly did not bring up this topic again.
After separating from his subordinates, He Yan returned to his residence.
This is a single-family small villa with an excellent environment, top-notch equipment, and a safety factor that can rival that of the military. The entire Capital Star has only built less than two hundred similar units.
Of course, the price is also ridiculously high. Even though the salary of the military department is very high, there will be generous bonuses from time to time, but it was not until two years before the accident that He Yan paid off the mortgage with great pains.
In view of the high rent, He Yan, who has a strong sense of territory, does not want to share this villa with another person, so for a long time, he resolutely refused all the bosses and colleagues who wanted to introduce him.
But the ones who refused on the obvious, those who tricked him into going on a blind date in various pretexts by peddling dog meat, always got caught a few times.
However, most of them had their eyes glowing when they saw him, and they could always talk about the real estate certificate and their name when they walked around. It seemed that they were running towards his house!
For this kind of little boy who always thinks of getting something for nothing, He Yan has to use a lot of perseverance every time to restrain the urge to let people get out.
As a result, now—the little white face he personally smuggled back is sticking to him with glowing eyes, sweetly expressing that he wants to hold hands with him on the real estate certificate.
He Yan pushed the head of this person, and said indifferently: "Be sober, you don't even have a brain, and you are still a gangster."
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