Forty-eight hours passed, time passed very slowly, Opal vaguely felt that he had made a big difference, his past memory gradually became blurred, the Church of the Stars, the strong star, the B-11... There is only one left. The vague outline made him panic.
Memories will also be completely forgotten along with the reverse growth of the body? !
He suddenly felt a burst of helplessness, and the memory was gradually leaving him. The memory of being a mercenary who took an adventure with Raymond was like an old photo opened in the water, gradually losing its color.
Lecter, Azeroth, Wrench, Xun, Yindi... Their faces and voices were blurred.
Opal struggled frantically in the nutrition cabin, and all the past in the inner memory world and the outer memory world were diluted. He couldn't remember any memory of the ranger, and he also forgot the names of the miners on the B-11.
Raymond... Raymond!
Only Raymond's impression was still clear.
Opal kicked the nutrition cabin a few times, the equipment outside alarmed, and the assistants came in one after another, shouting and scolding anxiously, but could not hear the sound, but the mouth shape threatened Opal not to move.
Cororin walked into the laboratory with his hands behind his back, the palm of his left hand smoothed over, and the whole laboratory fell silent.
Coroline: [What's the matter?]
Opal: [My past is gone.]
Cororin: [If you don't lose it now, one day, when you grow old in a long time, your memory will gradually become blurred. What does it matter? ] Opal: [I don't want to lose some memories that are precious to me.]
Coroline smiled: [If you firmly believe that there is something in this universe that is unforgettable and will never be forgotten, then you will naturally not forget it. What you forget are just things that you don't even want to think about yourself. ] Opal has become a ten-year-old child, floating quietly in the nutrient solution, and the Raymond in his heart is still there. He smiled at Opal with high spirits, as if it will always occupy a place in his heart.
Coroline: [Do you think the memory of living on the Sphinx is important?]
Opal felt more at ease, Corolin said: [Most of your memories contain the pain of loneliness, just like when I was a child, it's a good thing for you to forget some things, you don't need to be obsessed with those childhood shadows in your dreams anymore , to eliminate stubborn thinking.] Opal opened his eyes and stared at Cororin through the nutrient solution. Cororin's eyebrows and eyes were full of gentleness, and he held his hands behind his back, not like the king of the slaughtering empire at all.
All the memories of the Sphinx and B-11, the star of the fierce star were blurred, and Opal even gradually forgot a lot of his own things, only the time with Raymond still vaguely remembered, he gradually closed his eyes, All hope is maintained on Raymond's smile, hoping that he will not leave him.
Recht, Ledgerson... The figures and faces of these people are no longer clear, but in the world of inner memory, he still remembers one very important thing: he came to be an undercover agent.
Time passed by and the assistants left the laboratory one after another.
[There is still half an hour.] Coroline looked at Opal for a while, then turned to go out.
Opal felt a helpless panic in his heart.
Cororin felt it. He sat down cross-legged in the laboratory, stared at Opal through the nutrition chamber, raised his hand, and pressed it in front of him.
Opal calmed down and closed his eyes.
He felt that he was a child again, with his feet bent unnaturally, his whole body twitching every once in a while, as if looking for a warm embrace.
It was very cold around him, and he began to tremble. After a long time, the nutrient solution was withdrawn with a clatter, the hatch opened, and Opal fell out, coughing loudly.
His hands and feet shriveled and he struggled, then a pair of strong arms picked him up and wrapped him in a blanket.
"The mother's milk," Cororin said.
Opal's eyes couldn't open, he felt a bottle against his lips, and he coughed loudly.
Immediately after that, the scorching lips kissed him, and the fresh liquid was poured into his mouth. In an instant, every cell in the body was singing loudly, and an activity of life was flowing in his veins.
"He's very fragile now," said the assistant's voice. "After the brain cells are metabolized, there is a brief confusion in the memory."
Opal was shivering from the cold, and the blanket wrapped around his skin, rubbing it so that his whole body hurt and felt hot, and he heard the conversation between Coroline and the people around him, and then walked around.
At last he lay down on a soft bed, reaching for something, someone stuffed him with a piece of clothing that smelled of Cororin.
It was the smell of Raymond's coat in his memory, exactly the same, and he slept peacefully.
When he opened his eyes after a long time, it was like a new life.
"Yes, is there anyone?" Opal vaguely recalled the recent incident. He had just had genetic surgery, and it was Cororin who brought him to do it.
Coroline was his teacher, yes.
Opal tried hard to recall, and a person appeared in his mind. This person is very important to him. He is exactly the same as Coroline, but it seems that he is not the same person. Raymond, his name is Raymond, yes.
After a short period of chaos, the memory was gradually recalled, and the memory was not lost too much. The most important thing is to remember-Recter, Raymond, Ledgerson, and even Cullens, the mercenary king Azeroth, who had only been with each other for a short period of time... Many things are there, thankfully.
He stretched in the blanket, the blanket rubbing against his skin, a little uncomfortable.
He looked at his hands in surprise, small, and withdrew his feet to peer out of the blanket.
"Teacher!" Opal shouted.
He rolled over and got out of bed, wrapped the blanket around him, and dragged the long blanket across the spacious space, turning his head to look around as he ran. This was on a spaceship, and this spaceship was "gluttonous".
He ran across the control room on the ship and saw himself reflected on the mirror-like metal wall of the ship, with a young face, thick black eyebrows, and clear and bright eyes.
Was he like this when he was a kid? Opal couldn't help but reached out and scratched his neck.
When something lit up behind him, Opal turned his head and saw the obsidian floating in the center of the control room glowing faintly.
"Awake?" said Coroline.
Opal ran to the forward cabin, saw Cororin, and smiled: "Teacher, what are you doing?"
Cororin wore a long black coat, trousers and metal boat shoes, and glanced at him sideways.
"Slightly younger than I expected, maybe only about ten years old." Cororin smiled gently and took off a set of clothes on the console.
Opal doesn't know why, but there is a kind of joy of being reborn. Many things have been forgotten in his mind. The only thing he feels happy is the suit in front of him.
"I like it very much," said Opal. "This dress is so beautiful."
His heart is simple and pure, and he feels very happy to have new clothes to wear. More importantly, it is the same black clothes as Cororin.
Coroline knelt down on one knee, put on his black clothes, and said, "From today, you have forgotten the past, and all the past has been washed away."
Opal nodded as if he didn't understand, and Coroline said: "Learn to think like a child, act like a child, don't have any scruples, do what you want to do, say what you want to say, and focus on Shape your soul. You can be willful, coquettish, or sabotage everywhere, I can tolerate everything, as long as your heart is loyal to me."
From this day on, Opal seems to have returned to his childhood. He doesn't have many memories of his childhood on the mining star. The only one who accompanies him is Cororin.
"Where are we going now?" Opal asked.
"Concentrate," Corollin taught.
Opal curled his lips in disdain, and tried his best to hold the big sword. His hands were shaking, which was too heavy for him. Every time he lifted a little bit, he threw the tip of the sword back to the ground.
"Raise it not with your hands, but with the force of faith," said Coroline.
Opal took a deep breath, and Cororin's power of faith rushed in and held up the front of the great sword for him. Opal stared at the great sword with all his attention, and Cororin's power of faith withdrew, saying: "Very well, today's Training is about lifting the sword."
He walked to the console and looked at the great sword outside the porthole.
Opal glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and the tip of his sword fell back to the ground.
Coroline turned around helplessly and said, "Don't get distracted."
Opal had to stagger and raise the great sword, which was almost as tall as he was, and only reached Coroline's waist. .
"Well done," said Coroline.
Opal held up the sword for a long time, and his mental power was too much. At the same time, he would unconsciously get used to using natural power, and his entire arm was so painful that he couldn't lift it up.
He lay down on the bed tiredly to sleep, and after a long time he felt Coroline's tall body lying down, lying beside him, he turned around, put his arms around Coroline's waist, and leaned against his chest comfortably. , This is something he didn't dare to do before, but after he became smaller, he seemed to have no scruples about many things.
Coroline stretched out his arm and embraced him.
"Teacher, why are you sleeping with me?" Opal felt very happy, and no one had ever hugged him like this.
Coroline replied casually, "Because there is only one bed in this spaceship."
The next day, Coroline began to take a new approach, and every time Opal raised his sword, Coroline pressed it down with the force of faith.
Opal's voice was still a little childish, and he said angrily: "Don't make trouble!"
Cororin laughed: "Raise it with the force of faith, not with your hands."
"I'm already using it," Opal said.
Coroline bent slightly, stretched out a finger and waved it in front of him, saying, "No, you lifted it first, then with the force of faith, now, change your way."
"very good… "
"Yes, you are very smart."
A few days later, Coroline held a large sword in one hand, swung it up and whistled, and began to fight with Opal, making a quarrel, Opal has swung the sword like a whirlwind, and his robes flew when he raised his hands and feet , walk sideways, and move freely.
"Use your heart to defeat your opponent, not your eyes. You fight in the wrong way," Corolin said.
Opal pushed Cororin against the wall with a sword and said, "But you still lost, teacher!"
Coroline bowed his head slightly and said, "That's because I'm letting you... see clearly."
In just half a second, Cororin fought back and swung the great sword at an angle that was completely unbreakable. Opal had to back away. Cororin turned around and swung the sword in an arc. One-shot dismemberment.
"You are serious!" Opal said hysterically.
Coroline smiled arrogantly at him and said, "You can't beat me."
"Come again!" said Opal.
Coroline closed his eyes, and Opal took his sword straight to his chest, but with a few blows, no matter how tricky Opal's sword style was, Cororin could easily avoid it.
Opal was panting from exhaustion, and Coroline said again: "Close your eyes."
Opal closed his eyes, and Coroline's voice said in his ear: "Look with your heart."
Opal felt a sword slashed diagonally at a very slow speed. He immediately stopped with the sword and blocked Cororin's attack with a bang.
"Very good." Corinthian said.
After a few days, Opal was able to face Corolin's swordsmanship with his eyes closed. The two of you came and went in the control room, passing by like a whirlwind, and Cororin kept increasing his speed. , and finally said: "Open your eyes."
Opal opened his eyes, and Cororin feinted to his left. Opal sensed that Cororin was about to attack with the big sword, so he stepped back alertly, and crossed the big sword to seal the front of him.
Coroline retracted his sword and asked, "Understood?"
Opal tilted his head and thought for a while, and Coroline poked his head with his finger and said, "Only when the misleading eyes of the eyes are abandoned, everything will become true."
Opal said, "But I didn't avoid your fingers."
Coroline smiled and said, "Because I didn't want to kill you by poking you."
A few days later, Opal began to close his eyes, blocked with his great sword, and caught the black feathers falling from the heights.
His figure shuttled back and forth in the black light plume. This time, he was very familiar with swordsmanship. All the previous exercises were spontaneously recalled and revised according to the knowledge he had learned these days.
He still stubbornly remembered that he had come to be an undercover agent and that sooner or later he would kill Coroline.
This thought seemed to be rooted in his mind, lingering. Every time he thought about the kindness of Coroline to him, Raymond's face appeared in his mind, reminding him not to fall to Coroline. .
When will Recht contact him? It's been a long time.
After practicing for a while, he felt a little bored, so he ran across the corridor with the big sword to look for Cororin.
"Teacher?" Opal asked.
Coroline was lying on the bed, sleeping with his eyes closed.
Opal gestured with a big sword and made a slashing motion towards Cororin's waist.
Coroline opened his eyes.
"Teacher, what are you doing?" Opal asked.
"Thinking." Coroline replied with closed eyes: "Are you tired? Come and sleep for a while."
Opal put down his sword and lay down on the bed. After a while, he got up and took off Coralin's shoes. He kicked off his shoes, pulled the blanket over the two of them, and rubbed his face comfortably on Cororin's neck.
He sensed that Coroline didn't seem to read his mind lately.
"Because you're a blank sheet of paper," said Coroline. "You won't be thinking about all that mess anymore."
Opal thought he wasn't reading his mind just yet.
"Yeah, but only now, because I'm a little curious about what you're thinking on your face right now," Coroline said.
Opal closed his eyes, released the power of belief, and tried to read Corroline's heart.
It was a faint red planet, an isolated, glowing planet in a dark universe.
What is this place? Opal thought.
Cororin: "Where we're going, the laboratory that will give you the first lesson. Food, destination, the Galactic Republic's main star, the source of floodlight."
Opal said: "Go out to play?! Great!" He immediately got up to look out the porthole.
"Come back." Coroline said, the power of belief brought Opal back by the waist and grabbed him back to his side.
"It's time to sleep." Cororin, regardless of Opal's struggles, fixed him by his side.
Opal used the power of faith to compete with Coroline, trying to break free from his shackles, saying: "Let me go and see! Isn't it coming soon? What are you sleeping!"
The surroundings darkened, and when the light came on again, Opal felt that all the surrounding scenery had turned into white lines, quickly penetrating his body, he subconsciously became tense, and reached out and grabbed Cororin.
Coroline hugged him, made him lie on his chest, and said, "Don't be afraid, this is just a normal pass through the starry sky gate. We can't jump directly to the source of floodlight, otherwise we will be beaten back by the crap."
A female voice resounded in the cabin: "Welcome to the administrative system of the Republic, please report your identity."
Opal stretched out his hand to unbutton Coralline's robe. Coroline closed his eyes and replied leisurely, "Punce Chamber of Commerce, Raymont Plant Development Company, President of Krillin."
Female voice: "Your scheduled itinerary is to visit Mr. Gabbin from the Environmental Protection Association on Floodlight, and your allowable stay is one cosmic month. Please leave Floodlight on time after the visit, which is the territory of the Republic, Subject to galactic law, please be mindful of what you say and do at all times."
"Sleep a little longer," Cororin said. "Four more hours before we enter the atmosphere."
Opal: "I can't sleep, let me have a look."
Coroline: "You are disobedient."
Opal got out of bed, ran to the porthole, climbed into the chair and looked out curiously.
Outside the porthole was a splendid array of stars. It was not like Cororin's mind was full of darkness. Tens of thousands of planets orbited a fiery star in an orderly manner.
The gluttonous gray shuttle-shaped spaceship flew towards the red glowing planet, whose name was displayed on the star map: The Source of Floodlight.
Opal was lying on the swivel chair, and the bright starry sky outside the porthole was reflected in his eyes.
After a long time, Coroline woke up, got up, fastened the buttons on his robe, and stood behind Opal.
Opal turned his head and asked him, "Teacher, why did you choose this name?"
Coroline: "Because this planet is the capital of the Republic, the electrical energy network covers the entire planet and produces a red light called the source of floodlight."
Opal said, "What are you doing here? Visiting your friends?"
Coroline smiled and said, "Take you to play."
Opal: "What are you playing?"
Cororin replied: "Playing the government."
Opal: "… "
Coroline: "To subvert it, to split it, to take advantage of the ugliness that hides under its beauty, and let it slowly disintegrate on its own, is the first lesson I'm about to formally teach you."
The gluttonous entered the atmosphere, closing all its jets, like a black fish, lying quietly on the tarmac.
"I don't think we can take it with us," Opal said.
Cororin nodded and said: "Yes, there are surveillance everywhere here. Mechas that disappear out of thin air like gluttonous will attract the attention of the Republic Police. So we can only carry out the mission without resorting to the power of gluttonous, isn't it? Challenging?"
Opal thought for a while, and said, "You must have a way, you won't come as soon as you say it."
Coroline: "You can't rely too much on me, Opal, and now I'll teach you about subverting the republic. The teacher wants to have a cup of coffee and walk around."
Opal: "… "
Opal: "Are you serious?"
Coroline put on his sunglasses and snorted, "Maybe."
Opal: "I want this too."
Coroline: "You're too young, you look like a little frog. When you grow up, I'll give you a pair."
Opal thought you were not like a big frog.
Coroline: "Defamation is not a good habit, Opal."
Opal said: "I will pay attention, and I will say it directly in the future."
The hatch opened, and Cororin took Opal's hand and walked out of the tarmac.