Interstellar leader

Joerg was still a little confused before, but when he reached out his hand to touch the icy patch of Li Qing's skin, he shuddered immediately, and turned on the light with a wave of his hand, only to find that his lover's face was pale and blue. "What’s wrong with you?"

Li Qing wiped off the sweat from his forehead, closed his eyes and recalled the dream carefully.The hug of the lover beside him didn't make him feel the slightest warmth. He seemed to have returned to the cold and dark universe, floating in the explosion fragments sputtering at high speed, watching himself turn into fly ash.

That sense of reality is no less than that I have already died once.

He got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash off the sticky cold sweat on his body. After getting dressed neatly, he went to the kitchen to get a cup of hot coffee and sat down by the window.After a long time, he asked Joerg a question.

"Why don't you have that kind of dream?"

Joerg was momentarily stunned by the question.Contacting the dream that Admiral Ackerman once had, he understood why Li Qing was strange just now.He must have had that kind of prophetic dream too, which seemed to be an extremely terrifying nightmare.

As a theoretical physicist, he certainly believes that everything follows laws, and even if God wants to roll dice, he must follow the probability distribution.Why did Li Qing and Admiral Ackerman have prophetic dreams, but he didn't have that kind of dream?If it is related to micro-connections, Li Qing and he are both engaged in research, but Ackerman is not, which is obviously not true. As for other things, such as genetic transitions, such as superior IQ, Ackerman is obviously not satisfied.Another special thing about Li Qing is...

"You thought of it too." Li Qing took a sip of coffee, his voice still a little hoarse.There was an odd smile on his face. "I should have thought of it a long time ago. Since an event can happen, its probability is not equal to zero. Why do you have to think that this kind of thing can only happen to you? Why insist that you are the only one?"

Jörg was silent, and there was a dead silence in the room.The light with warm tones is still on, but they feel that there is a kind of black, dark horror spreading here, faint and not obvious, enough for people to ignore it, and they can still insist on their past with a smile. Those things that persist.This darkness was rare, but they all felt it.

That horror is called truth.

"It may also be purely because of the structure of the brain." Joerg opened his mouth after deliberation.

"Of course we can't draw conclusions now, but judging from the current situation, there are only two possibilities. No matter what we have in common, it is very valuable." The slightly bitter aroma of coffee still lingers in the air, Li Qing put the empty glass on the table, and the sound of the collision of plexiglass was cold and clear. "I'll go to him for proof."

Joerg frowned. "Are you really going to ask him 'are you from another time and space too'?"

"Otherwise?" Li Qing smiled. "But it will take some time - let's investigate first that there is nothing unusual about him before. Ackerman has never been away from home for a long time since he was a child, so it should be easy to investigate. Bai Yu and Carter will assist me in this regard. If Ackerman then Looking at me like a lunatic, I asked him for an analytical model of his brain structure, and brought it back for comparison with mine. I have a vague feeling—these supernatural events are An excellent breakthrough."

He got up and turned off the light, kissed Jorge lightly on the forehead, and helped him tuck the quilt in a low voice: "Sleep, dear. You still have a lot of work tomorrow, don't be exhausted."

Jörg wanted to refuse at first, this bold guess made it impossible for him to fall asleep, but just as he was about to speak, a wave of irresistible tiredness hit him like a tide, and there seemed to be a water monster in the deep sea of ​​the dream, pulling him towards It sank quickly, unable to make a sound at all, it could only go down, sinking into the deeper darkness, until everything was silent.

Li Qing asked Bai Yu for a few small things to monitor the electrical signals of the brain. In fact, since the last time Lin En died, he should monitor his brain activity at any time.He does have a brain scanner, but it cannot be worn on the body.Bai Yu said that of course it is impossible to build a brain model with such a gadget, but it is still possible to detect which part of the neuron is more active.

After all this work, the sky is white.It is noon at the longitude where Ackerman is. Li Qing tidied up a little, went to the kitchen to set up breakfast, looked at the sleeping man on the bed, Li Qing hesitated for a moment, and still called out to wake him up.

"Joel?"

The blond man frowned slightly, and the faint light cast layers of shadows between his brows and eyes, which reflected extraordinarily deep, and there was a kind of indescribable darkness and desolation.

"Joel?" Li Qing called again, seeing that he was still unresponsive, stepped forward to hold his shoulder and shook it a few times.Joerg still hasn't woken up, not even a sign, more like a coma than falling asleep.

There was no way he could have slept that deeply.I went to sleep at 02:30 last night, woke up once at [-]:[-], and continued at [-]:[-]. It has been five cycles so far.Jörg has always had a short sleep time, and his biological clock is not accurate.

He stretched out his hand again, shook Joerg, closed his eyes, and pursed his thin lips into a straight line.The man still didn't move, not even the sound of his breathing changed.If you ignore body temperature and heartbeat, he is like a corpse.

Standing beside his bed, Li Qing suddenly felt a kind of panic attacking him, as if the night that had not yet faded around him had turned into the scythe of death, and the faint morning light had turned into a bright silver blade.A terror seized him.Before he could react, he turned back to the optical brain room next to the living room, took out a box, opened it, and pulled out a few bundles of probes.

Under the dim light, the standing man in black quickly glued the tiny probe to the head of the person lying on the bed. The movements were precise and skillful. The dark shadow was reflected on the wall, and the fibers connected with the probe turned into ashes. The misty shadows, everything is as weird as an autopsy.

Li Qing pressed the detection button, and the green light on the brain detector flashed faster and faster. He stared at the screen intently, but the dot pattern on it was still blank, and the wave pattern was a straight line.His mind was as blank as a screen.After his intellect gave his body action, emotion finally realized what he was doing.

The green flash stopped before guilt welled up in him.With the sound of a beep, Li Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, he stretched his hand to his waist reflexively, pulled out a pistol, and disengaged the safety.The muzzle of the gun was pointed at Jörg's forehead, and the hand holding the gun was steady.

On the screen in front of him, all of Jörg's brain regions were highly active, neuron connections were growing wildly, and the peaks directly broke through the maximum value of the vertical axis, which was twice the known human limit.This not only violates the laws of biology, but even the laws of physics.This is simply impossible.

Impossible - it doesn't happen to a human, at least not to a normal human.

who is he?What is he?

Li Qing took a few steps forward, pulled out the probes, and the muzzle of the gun remained motionless ten centimeters above the man's forehead.He calmly put away the thing, put it back in the distance, found a code locker, put all the available weapons in the room into it, locked it, and didn't even leave a knife behind.

After doing all this, the man on the bed still didn't wake up.A text message was sent from Ackerman urging him to go to the meeting. Li Qing took a last look in the room, deleted all the identity permissions of Jorge in the door smart lock, and then locked the door outside.

After the calm state that he was forced to enter in the face of the crisis was lifted, Li Qing felt in a daze, as if every cell of his body had been drained of strength, and he almost lost his footing when he reached the destination.He felt a kind of strangeness, which was the fear of facing the unknown, just like the ancients faced phosphorous fire, and also like the ball lightning that penetrated the wall and floated quietly into the house in a rainstorm.

That was what Li Qing was most afraid of when he was a child.His classmates are afraid of spiders, beasts, bugs, heights, bloodsickness...but he is afraid of ball lightning.Irregular, powerful destructive power, amazing energy, every night of lightning and thunderstorms, he always feels that there is a great horror in the world that human beings cannot understand, ball lightnings are like ghosts, shuttling in his spiritual world, and appearing from time to time in some corner of the earth.

As an adult he understood that his fear came from the unknown.

Now he is still afraid of the unknown that is close at hand.There was a voice in his head that he couldn't get rid of.

who is he?What is he?

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"Isaac?" Ackerman's voice pulled him back from his contemplation, and Li Qing realized that he had been standing at the door of the meeting room for a while.The lights in the meeting room were turned on very brightly, illuminating his face even paler.

"What's wrong with you? You look very bad." Ackerman frowned, his tone a little worried.Looking at this respected general, Li Qing recalled the conversation he had with Joerg in the early morning, his stomach felt heavy and his hands and feet were cold.He heard himself say in a calm voice, "I'm fine, Admiral. Thank you for your concern."

He sat down in his seat, and Ackerman and other senior military officials were discussing the next battle. The Imperial Defense Forces were approaching the Rockefeller border. If nothing else, the two armies that lost both in the last war would A decisive battle is fought there.

The success or failure of this battle is very important. If the empire wins, it will get a lot of funds from the richest Rockefeller. Not only will the Republic's front be deadlocked, and there will be no hope of victory. It will be broken by the stitched economic chain. If the empire delays them and takes the Federation first, then its destruction will be close at hand.That young emperor is not a fool, he knows how to make up for the dilapidated empire...

Their voices were tangled together and became unclear in Li Qing's ears.He can barely hear anything now, and the images of this group of people have also turned into blurred figures.war?Does war matter?There is a sad voice calling silently in my heart: Do you know what world you live in?

How superficial.He thinks that he holds power, force, and wealth, that he is great and extremely intelligent, and that he can decide the lives of thousands of people with a wave of his hand, and decide the structure of the world.Actually they are nothing.He thought in pain and confusion, like a stage play put on by a group of the most childish clowns.The most frightening thing is not knowing yourself.

At this time, his bracelet vibrated.

"Tell me what the password is, I have a meeting later, I can't let other people see the difference. Tell me what you know, we should talk about it. I mean no harm, time traveler."

Sender, Jörg.