Schrödinger of the Cat [Interstellar]

In the first two weeks of Xue Yi's entry into the national defense class, he was almost completely immersed in the physical fitness class.

The continuous high-intensity training made him feel as if he was suffering from hell. His muscles were always overloaded, and often the soreness of the first day had not passed, and the next day's training came again.But he knew that he couldn't let himself fall down, because once he fell down, there would be a second, third time...and eventually he couldn't get up again.

Xue Yi didn't complain to others. Even Ares didn't express his dissatisfaction with the arrangement when he heard about the punishment he received. Instead, he was very serious: "Physical fitness is the foundation of a fighter. If they are not good enough, they are not qualified to serve on the front line."

Similarly, Bedouin and Jian Luoying did not scold the school and teachers because of these punishments, and Nick always comforted him: more punishments will naturally improve his grades.And the round-faced boy with brown hair, Leo Berman, always sends lecture summaries and homework to his wristband after he misses class.

These friends made Xue Yi feel so lucky that he could completely ignore Locke's ridicule and Verbik's provocation from time to time.

Gradually, Xue Yi began to be able to keep up with the small items in the physical class. He could feel his body adapting to this kind of pressure, strength was slowly emerging from the muscle fibers, and his heartbeat seemed to become stronger.In the end, his daily punishment was only a 5000-meter long-distance run.

But even so, Xue Yi would practice extra every night.

Now that he started later than others, he had to work harder.

Xue Yi's efforts were noticed by Mr. Brian in the physical class, and his attitude towards Xue Yi has improved a lot. Even when he was punished for running away at noon, this teacher would personally bring Xue Yi nutrient solution and Energy biscuits for lunch.In private, Brian had also communicated with Tate, the head teacher of class ten. Although they still looked down on Xue Yi's frail body, they all felt that he was indeed a good candidate from the perspective of his heart.

"Anyway, he is also the major general's favorite. Even if the family did not provide him with excellent blood and basic education, his desperate spirit is worthy of his status." Tate leaned on On the sofa, gritted his teeth and said, "There are also theoretical lessons and combat aircraft exercises. Schrödinger really admires me, and I probably got the true biography of a major general. Envy..."

Brian snorted and said, "Your favorite student, the one named Locke, seems to be targeting Schrödinger all the time. If you can't make trouble with him in the future, I'm afraid that little guy Locke will do something secretive." thing."

Tate also laughed when he heard the words: "Little brat, you can still make a fuss. Don't worry, that kid Schrödinger can be bullied on the surface. No matter how hard he tries, he still won't be able to fight in a short time." These guys have been trained since childhood."

This is obviously true. Similar to the physical fitness class, Xue Yi's fighting performance has not been ideal. Although he has the skills to guarantee the bottom line, he will not lose too badly every time he fights, but the gap in strength makes him struggle in fighting. There are many disadvantages in the training.It would be better if they met Leo and his friends, they wouldn't do too much, but once they met Locke and his followers, Xue Yi would get hurt almost every time.

Xue Yi got up from the training ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his eyes, and looked at the relaxed bald boy opposite.

Recently, the fighting class and the spiritual power class have begun to be combined, and students are allowed to use mental power to assist in fighting.Because Xue Yi had to cover up his fear and charm ability, he suffered even more in the fighting class.Everyone knew that his ability was to manipulate emotions and cheer up teammates, but something went wrong and his ability was not working on him.

Therefore, Xue Yi was often ridiculed by people, saying that he was not masculine and could not cheer up.

Only Xue Yi himself knows that his resonance body is spiritual power, and how can his own spiritual power resonate with his own spiritual power.He swallowed a mouthful of bloody saliva, waiting for the other party to attack again.

"Lock, stop over there for a moment." The head teacher, Teacher Tate, spoke at this moment.

Locke nodded to the teacher without saying a word, and walked out of the venue.

"Schrödinger, you let me down." Tate looked at Xue Yi who was standing in the field, and said in a deep voice, "You should understand your own weaknesses. Your body is weaker than others, your strength and speed are not enough, and your mental strength is not enough. I can't assist you against the enemy. Tell me, what happened to your style of play just now? Why did you fight head-on when you knew you were not the opponent?"

Xue Yi lowered his head, accepting all the teacher's criticism and guidance.

"Go on," Tate said.

Locke raised his inorganic eyes and looked at Teacher Tate.He knew that this man from the military saw his little actions just now. Although this man had always complained about Schrödinger's small stature, he would not tolerate his excessive bullying methods.Therefore, he has been very cautious and has never been really caught.

Moreover, compared with physical scars, he prefers to use various methods to attack Xue Yi's self-confidence, so that he can no longer have the idea of ​​being able to fight against himself.

It's just that no matter how smart Locke is, he would never have thought that Schrödinger's body lived in a soul that had undergone too many changes. Those blows that could break the psychological defense of young people were just some painful pains that must be endured in growing up. .He regards these pains as a hammer and a steel file for forging and sharpening himself, and when he can be unsheathed, he will definitely become the toughest sharp knife!

On the eighth day of the third week of school, Xue Yi finally passed the 5000-meter long-distance race in the physical fitness class, drawing an end to his punished life in the physical fitness class.

"My physical fitness items are all up to the standard!" Xue Yi raised his bracelet immediately after class, and sent a text message to Ares, sharing his joy.During this time, Ares would send video messages every night, asking him about his life in school. Xue Yi gradually developed the habit of sending a message to Ares if he had anything to do.

Although the other party seemed to be very busy and it took a long time for each reply, Xue Yi would still read Ares's reply over and over several times, feeling a little sweet in his heart.

However, the news from Ares came back very quickly this time: "I will go back to the thirteen provinces this weekend, and I will take you out to celebrate?"

Xue Yi was taken aback, he didn't expect Ares to make such a joke, and replied: "Okay."

……

The owner of Villa Felicia, Pistre, solemnly arranged for the guards to guard the gate and the key points of the house, and asked the waiters to check to make sure that there was nothing wrong with the layout of the room.Then he and his wife put on solemn attire and waited for the man's arrival.

It wasn't until the stars gradually set that only the artificial sun was hanging in the sky, and the sky began to darken. Only then did an extremely low-key empty rail car drive into the courtyard gate and stop in front of the villa.

Pister hurried forward to meet him, just as the people in the car got off, he immediately stepped forward and said excitedly: "Brother!"

The person who came was the supreme commander on the front line——Admiral Chucks Ferina.

He didn't wear a military uniform today, but wore a set of extremely simple clothes, but he also wore a top hat very elegantly.He nodded slightly to his brother, went straight into the gate of the villa, and then walked towards the inner courtyard without saying a word.He is very familiar with this place, because this is not his first time here.

There is a huge greenhouse in the inner courtyard of the villa, and a precious ginkgo tree is planted in the greenhouse. It is said that it is a relic species of the Jianzhou galaxy, and it was highly respected in the aristocratic circle at that time.This ginkgo tree has been transplanted for a long time, and its trunk is as thick as three or four people.

Under the shade of the trees, there is a rocky rockery with scattered coils, forming a small cave with a width of one person in the center.

Chucks came all the way to the cave, but the eagerness on his face was suddenly replaced by a complex and unspeakable hesitation.He stretched out his hand to support the stone edge of the rockery, and sighed heavily.

Pistor followed and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, brother, he's fine."

But these words did not comfort Chucks. He turned his head suddenly, with a gloomy look in his eyes: "He's fine? How could he be fine? Being parasitized by ghosts, he can only be imprisoned in this cage, how could he be fine?" ?”

Pistor was silent for a moment.

"How glorious he was back then, how pitiful he is now." Chucks took off his top hat, buckled it on the rock, and said slowly, "I really shouldn't let him live like this. His dignity has been trampled to the ground. It would be better to die than to live.”

But he knew that he didn't want to see the child die even more, just thinking about that scene made him feel heartbroken.

Chucks was finally the same as before, after struggling for a long time, he walked towards the cave.

The extremely narrow steps meandered down, until about three or four floors down, before the eyes suddenly opened up, revealing a tight mechanical door.Chucks put the bracelet in front of the door, scanned his irises, and confirmed the voiceprint, and the door slowly opened.

Inside the door is a not-so-small suite. The tables, chairs and furniture are spotless, obviously cleaned often.

Turning from the hall into the corridor at the back, all the way to the end is the master bedroom of this suite.Chucks opened the door and walked in, looking up at the man in the room who was imprisoned by the wall by several chains.

The man had a face very similar to that of Chucks, clean and tidy. Although his eyes were closed, it was not difficult to see that he was extremely handsome and handsome.But his condition was actually a bit appalling—he sat naked on a metal chair with a hollow bottom, and two metal buckles on the back of the chair went through his collarbone to lock him tightly. There are also devices restraining him at the heels of his legs, legs and ankles. His arms are suspended obliquely by a pair of metal rings, straightened with chains, and almost attached to the wall.

But in fact, the two people who just entered the room knew that these restraints were just in case, and the thing that really suppressed this person was actually a collar around his neck.

The collar pierces the spine from the back of the neck and connects to the nervous system. Once the person tries to break the collar violently or use mental power, the electrical stimulation in the collar will immediately make him unconscious.

Chucks dragged a chair and sat in front of the man, looking at his sleeping face almost infatuatedly.After a long time, there seemed to be a gleam of water dripping from the corners of the old man's eyes into his wrinkles, and a voice of vicissitudes of life and pain murmured: "Ariel..."

He reached out tremblingly, trying to touch Ariel's face.

The man opened his eyes suddenly, and there was no sleepiness in the bright golden pupils.He raised his head slightly, and the hose connecting his throat to his esophagus was pulled, which may be painful, and the man's brow moved slightly.

Pister stepped forward immediately: "Brother, don't touch him, he is very dangerous."

Chucks withdrew his hand when he heard the words, and was silent for a while face to face with Ariel, then took out a few cards from his pocket and put them in front of Ariel.One of the cards was copied based on the pattern Aleil drew on the wall, and the other was a makeup photo of Xue Yi taken by students in the background during the New Year's Eve party.

"You want this kid? Or the guy behind him?" Chucks asked.

Ariel's eyes fell on those cards, but he didn't show any expression or speak, as if he was just "looking" at the cards.

Chucks narrowed his eyes and said: "You gave us this pattern, there is always a purpose, right? Although I don't think there is anything to talk about with a ghost, but...I got some strange news recently, I wonder if it is About you."

Ariel remained silent.

"I am Ariel's father, and I love him very much." Chucks said, "But I am also an admiral of the empire, and I cannot obey your orders. So I must know why you are looking for this child."

His answer was still silence.

Chucks was a little impatient. He approached Ariel, gritted his teeth and whispered: "I was told that there was a ghost in the attack on Jane's house nearly a year ago. If it is true, it proves that Someone can expel you without harming your life... Although I don’t know why you gave us this pattern, it’s really a coincidence that the child you want is probably the one who can expel ghost bodies.”

Seeing that the other party was still expressionless, Chaks' face twitched violently, and finally compromised, asking the question he wanted to ask the most: "You want to kill this child, don't you?"

Arrel finally raised his eyes and looked at Chucks, as if judging his sincerity.After several minutes of silence, he finally spoke slowly, his voice hoarse: "No, I don't want to kill him."

"But I want you to find a way to bring him to me."

Chucks stood up suddenly, and said with a sneer: "You also know how important a person who can expel ghosts is to the empire. I will bring him to see you, what are you going to give me?"

Ariel raised one corner of his lips, and his voice was full of temptation: "Give him to me, and I will return him to you."

This was an inexplicable sentence, but Chucks understood it.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was already a trace of madness in his eyes: "Okay, I promise you."