Zhan Lu came back with Lin Jingheng.

In fact, there are many flatterers in the Eighth Galaxy. No one dared to touch the general's bad luck before. Later, General Lin came back and "first mecha for repairing the alliance" was naturally put on the agenda under the active promotion of some flatterers. How to reduce costs while maintaining the original functions of Zhanlu became a carnival among technical experts in the engineering department.

Today's Zhanlu is the fourth experimental product, and it is still the image of a soldier with short flax hair in the past. Following Lin Jingheng, the "No. 4" is not very stable except for the spiritual network. Whether it is appearance or behavior, it is basically the same as before.

They went home a little early because according to the Woto calendar, it was Lu Xin's death day. Lin Jingheng left for a few hours early, took a detour to the central square, and sat under the stone statue for ten minutes.

As the core of the eighth galaxy, Galaxy City is used to seeing politicians and does not find it strange. Lin Jingheng is famously difficult to talk to, so when he sees it from afar, no one comes to disturb him. On the surrounding streets, people and cars were diversion, rushing, as dull as usual, Lin Jingheng realized that no one knew what the meaning of this day was.

First, the official government of the Eight Galaxy has not been promoted. Second, the two calendars of "Wotto Calendar" and "Independent Calendar" are too different. After the Eighth Galaxy and the Alliance cut off contact, the Wotto Calendar was completely abolished. For more than ten years, no one of the residents here can calculate the time of the Alliance. Perhaps some old people from the Free Alliance who had followed Lu Xin in the early years still remembered it, but these people are now the backbone of the Eighth Galaxy, scattered on major planets to serve the key tasks. They are too tired to divide and do not know how to come to Galaxy City to pay special tribute.

Lin Jingheng has always found it difficult to get used to independent calendars. When he first came back, time had to be reminded by personal terminals, and the year, month and day were often confused. If others mentioned the year, x year, x month and x day, he could quickly convert it in his mind. The most fear of hearing words like "last year" and "x years ago", and he would not be able to find Bei at the first time.

...If someone comes to ask him "Gui Geng", the commander may have to shoot him.

There is no resistance to implementing the new calendar among local residents, because those living on natural planets have long been accustomed to having two sets of timing methods - the official one, one according to the rotation and rotation period of the local planet.

The former is just a ruler, similar to a common term, and daily life should be followed by the latter, such as the dialect spoken in daily life.

Only those who have been in space all year round will get used to the official calendar.

Lin Jingheng has always had two sets of calendars in his personal terminal. Until today, his first reaction is always Woto Time.

How a person uses a calendar is like wearing shoes on which foot first, which is really a trivial matter, but the hidden things behind this trivial matter are much more complicated than two calendar systems.

Lin Jingheng never told Lu Bixing about Votoli. At first, he was afraid that he would think too much, but later he was afraid that he would affect his position as the chief executive.

The eighth galaxy is separated from the alliance. Lin Jingheng always believes that both sides will be in a state of balance and stalemate for a long time in the future - each passing by.

But he didn't expect things to change so quickly. It was almost time for him to get Lu Bixing to get used to him and to destroy the nightmare beast that he dreamed of at midnight.

Suddenly, all the issues he had delayed and didn't consider before hitting him.

What is the relationship between the Eighth Galaxy and the Alliance in the future?

What attitude should he and the Silver Ten Guards face the alliance?

What is the attitude of the 800 million refugees from the alliance?

What are the attitudes of the local residents of the Eighth Galaxy?

If one day a conflict of interest occurs, who should compromise?

Will the Alliance and the Eighth Galaxy meet one day... as if both sides sacrificed their lives for their own position and their compatriots?

At that time, how should those of them who are secretly using Vottoli deal with themselves?

Lin Jingheng lit a cigarette and was stunned. When he came to his senses and stuffed it into his mouth, the cigarette butts had already burned.

Due to the silence and laissez-faire of the chief himself, there were still films about Lu Xin on the three-dimensional screen of the shopping mall opposite the square. The plot made insiders laugh and cry. Lin Jingheng looked up at Lu Xin's tall stone statue, and suddenly felt that Lu Xin was like the eighth sun, everyone praised him, and there were so many halos that it was impossible to see clearly, but few people could approach him.

Lin Jingheng threw the cigarette butt into the cleaning robot with his mouth open, turned around and went home, feeling a little lonely inexplicably, and was silent all the way.

"Sir," Zhanlu told him when he was about to reach the doorstep, "Dr. Harden is here."

Lin Jingheng knew it and said "um" without looking back.

Zhan Lu also said: "Principal Lu and Dr. Harden were talking in the living room, but now the living room has blocked me."

Although Zhan Lu serves as an electronic butler, he is too smart and likes to participate in his master's life. He will be blocked by his master at some time and in some areas... especially at night.

But the blue sky and the sun are blocking Zhanlu in the living room?

Then wouldn’t President Lu want to serve tea and water to the guests personally?

Besides, the people who are receiving personal friends at home, and no one can talk about military and political secrets. Why do you block Zhanlu?

If this guest is not the old Harden with dentures today, Lin Jingheng will soon feel that the color of the hat is wrong.

Lin Jingheng was about to push the door and paused, and told Zhan Lu: "Don't say I'm back."

Then, Mr. Shuai of the Eighth Star System turned around his own house for half a circle, picked the backlit side, quickly grabbed the window frame and supported it up, as if walking on flat ground, climbed from outside to the terrace on the second floor.

He is actually a skilled worker who breaks through the air!

Zhanlu: "Very elegant, sir."

Lin Jingheng: "Stop talking nonsense, come and open the door for me."

The human-shaped Zhan Lu reached out and pressed it on the wall, blending with the wall, and soon disappeared. Then, the door lock in the terrace popped open automatically with a "click". Lin Jingheng walked in quietly. The popcorn that was basking in the sun unexpectedly encountered him head-on. He was so scared that he could grow a thousand legs and rubbed against the floor to run away. He was caught by a robot hand coming out of the floor and fixed it in place.

In order to save space, the stairs turn at a relatively large angle, and there is a place above that can block people.

Just below is the living room.

Blocking artificial intelligence is simple and has permission. As long as the owner says something, Zhan Lu will never eavesdrop. But if he is here, he is separated by a row of stairs and a door, and only a very simple volume amplifier is needed to hear what the person inside is saying, and it can be realized by the personal terminal.

When Lin Jingheng sat down, he heard Dr. Harden's words: "... Someone suggested trying it with a biochip, but Jingshu insisted on it."

Lin Jingheng: “…”

As long as Lu Bixing wants to know, Dr. Harden can't keep any secrets, but he really didn't expect that the "Harden's automatic answering machine" would cooperate so happily.

Before Lu Bixing's cliché, although he was mentally prepared, he still said "buzzing" in his mind after hearing the sentence "irreversible hurt".

When Dr. Harden saw his eyes straight, he thought he didn't know how to evaluate Lin Jingshu, and continued: "But her thoughts are probably different from President Lu. She didn't refuse to use them on Jingheng because of the danger of chips. She didn't know which level of chips to use for him, and didn't know how to face him. She hoped to let Jingheng lie down as a vegetable state. Jingshu at that time... she should have admitted that she didn't understand this twin brother, so she was afraid. The relationship between the twins was more complicated, and she grew up with each other since childhood. I think she sometimes regarded Jingheng as part of her personality. He could die, and could be an unconscious specimen, but she could not deny her and the past."

Lu Bixing's ears roared, and Dr. Harden's words seemed to be ringing far away.

When talking about the Liberty Legion occasionally, Lin Jingheng actually didn't deliberately hide anything. After all, the Liberty Legion is now the No. terror/organizer of the alliance, and it is likely to be their enemy in the future. However, his words always lack emotion, restraint and objective, and what he talks most often is the hierarchical suppression of "opium chips" and the expansion method of the Liberty Legion.

The Silver Holy Guard, who knows the inside story, is so quiet that many people hear it, leaving only the rough impression that "the dictator and commander of the Free Legion are old acquaintances."

Lin Jingheng used to not mention his past, but if someone asked, he would say something. Lu Bixing vaguely remembered that Lin once talked to him about his sister, saying that she was quiet and well-behaved, and whether she was happy or not, she liked to give gifts secretly, but she was embarrassed to admit it.

When did he start to avoid these topics?

Lu Bixing struggled to find his voice: "Zhan Lu...he, all the information about Lin in Zhan Luli is after he was adopted."

"Yes," Dr. Harden sighed, "I heard that you have captured Lauragden's message to the Anti-Dynasty Association, and probably know the relationship between the couple. Little... Lin Wei has always not known how to face his two children - you don't have this experience, I don't know if you can understand it. Political marriage, couples are separated for many years, and children are collected from cells and cultivated in vitro, just like on trees... In fact, the general training center will require parents to see their children regularly during the training process and establish parent-child relationships through some activities and experiences. This is a mandatory rule. Parents who do not sign in on time may be deprived of custody. But those two are senior executives of the Military Commission and the other is the leader of the White Tower. No one can afford to offend the cultivation center. One sends personal soldiers and the other sends researchers, and they will not meet."

Lu Bixing's heart seemed to be clamped with tweezers, and he pinched a little bit of skin. It didn't count when he pinched it, but he twisted it hard again-

"Fortunately, Woto's cultivation center was popular for twins. Two children could still depend on each other for life. If there was only one, I didn't know what to look like." Dr. Harden sighed, "Laura is my best student, but I still think that they are wrong."

On the stairs, the chameleon climbed down step by step and approached Lin Jingheng.

Lin Jingheng gave it a cold look and signaled it to walk away. The stupid thing couldn't understand the face. His two short and thick front paws put on the commander's legs and soon turned into the same color as his pants. Lin Jingheng grabbed its neck, picked it up and pulled it aside, and the chameleon slapped up the stairs with aggrievedness, and turned into a wood color.

"...this is Lin Wei." Dr. Harden held his eyes that were not very useful, and finally found a photo from his personal terminal. Lu Bixing looked down. Lin Wei in the photo was very young, unlike Commander Lin who was the only one who said that, Lieutenant General Lin looked much gentler, with a calm expression, and his eyebrows seemed to be calm. At first glance, Lin Jingheng looked not very much like him, and only had a rare smile. "The Management Committee and the Military Commission reached a secret agreement to conceal the betrayal of Laura Gden, who was the head of the White Tower at the time, was responsible for General Lin Wei to personally send troops to clear out their remnants... He forced himself to fall off the spiritual network in a battle and was seriously injured. After that, he refused Eden and abused drugs and hallucinogens. Isn't it considered a young death?"

Lu Bixing asked softly: "Didn't you talk about political marriage?"

"Political marriage was proposed by the Management Committee, but I wanted Laura because Lin Wei took the initiative to speak out back then. Laura... Laura was too influenced by me and was very extreme on some issues. Maybe I think marrying him is one of the forced compromises to the Management Committee. I think even Laura herself doesn't know that Lin Wei has such deep feelings for her. Now thinking about it, Lin Wei's death has actually changed a lot of things."

The cold and alienated protection is also the protection. The twins who lost their father were forcibly separated. One held a sharp weapon without direction, and the other took the devil's hand. Marshal Woolf, who was about to retire, lost his last sustenance and broke with the Management Committee completely. Lu Xin was brought in because of the "forbidden fruit". He was still unwilling to protect himself, causing the alliance to destroy the Great Wall... They were worn together one by one by one by one by one, and finally formed a tsunami that flooded the eight major galaxies.

The two of them were silent for a while, and Lu Bixing said, "So...she locked you on an asteroid, similar to a space prison... Doctor, do you mean, did she want to kill Lin at the beginning?"

Dr. Harden opened his mouth, and finally remembered Lin Jingheng's secret matter, and temporarily changed his words: "General Lin won't let me tell you about the specific situation, this... Anyway, he is back, you go and ask him."

Lu Bixing smiled palely and changed the topic patiently: "Okay, then let's not talk about this - I have read those ancient books. The ancient earthlings are very interesting. People who live on an asteroid can distinguish different ethnic groups and groups by their appearance and language. It is easy to identify who is the compatriots, who is the enemy, protecting compatriots, and fighting against the enemy is the "righteousness", just like being enviable in genes... It looks enviable. Doctor, you lived 320 years old and have been pursuing an answer all your life. Can you tell me a reference? Have you found an answer? Where should I bring the Eighth Star Clan? On the day of the Rose Heart Wormhole Experiment, at the peak, there were 760 million people online at the same time. Where should I bring these 760 million people?"

Today's alliance is built on the ruins of hypocritical lies, and the Liberty Legion is built on the tombs full of corpses.

So what about the eighth galaxy?

A distant stone statue, and a more distant declaration of freedom?

Dr. Harden remained silent.

"Don't tell me about the unification alliance. I don't have this sentiment or ability," Lu Bixing said. "A small eighth galaxy makes me manage this way... Besides, we have seen the end of the unification of the alliance. Even if I really have luck, how can I not repeat the same mistake?"

"And the connection we have established through the Heart of Rose and the First Galaxy Border Guards," Lu Bixing said. "To be honest, I have wanted to secretly destroy this communication platform every day for more than ten days. I even want to find a way to destroy the natural wormhole area like blowing up the jump point."

Dr. Harden sighed.

Lu Bixing whispered: "... Please keep these words confidential and don't say them to Jingheng."
Chapter completed!