Beautiful and miserable be aesthetics

After returning from the trial last time, Elansnow found that the frequency of his headaches was gradually increasing.

After experiencing [The Elapsed Void], he saw the fault in his memory, so he jumped off the cliff and climbed to the other side, wanting to see the misty 14-year-old before.

Time passed very slowly, he seemed to have broken a bone, so he could only crawl, but fortunately he didn't feel any pain, and he didn't even feel his own existence occasionally, and he didn't know why he persisted.

Obviously can't remember anything, can't you?

But he just wanted to touch it.

I want to get back what I have forgotten.

Did he forget?What did you forget?And why did you forget?

Why in the passing void, so many illusory mirrors are shining on him, and he is wearing a silver, cold mask, like a layer of strange skin.

What does he... look like.

This thought was like a thorn that suddenly pierced through the dark cage, causing him to have a splitting headache, but a tiny light shone in through the crack.

In the past ten years, it seems that he has never had the idea of ​​"look at his own appearance", and the mask has never been taken off in front of others, and there is no mirror in the living place——

He couldn't see himself.

"Admiral, the mirror you want."

Although it is common, people generally don’t carry this kind of thing with them when they work. The general suddenly asked for it, and it was a bit hard to find. He asked the kind-hearted Dr. Kane for three seconds, and finally asked for one.

The mirror was placed squarely in front of the table.

Elan Snow did not move for a long time.

He even closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling uncontrollably.

Just keeping the thought of 'I want to see what I look like' almost exhausted his strength, the longer he persisted, the more painful a part of his brain became, and he could even feel that his mental power was faintly out of control.

He began to turn pale.

Nie Liang whispered: "...Admiral? Is there something wrong with this mirror?"

"..."

Elan Snow's Adam's apple rolled, and the line of his jaw was tense.

After a long time, he slowly stretched out his hand, and gently pressed it on his mask.

There was cold sweat falling down.

Elan Snow's fingertips were trembling, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging. He had enough strength, but he couldn't take off this extremely ordinary mask.

The eyelids seemed to be as heavy as a thousand weights, and he tried his best to cast his eyes on the mirror.

A clean, pure mirror.

In a trance, a hallucinatory picture flashed past:

[A room full of mirrors, a cross made of mirrors, a weak and pale figure trapped on it, blood on the ground, chains tightly wrapped around the body...]

boom!

The golden mental power erupted without warning, turning the mirror on the desk into powder in the blink of an eye, and the turbulent flow scattered the documents, like a snowfall.

Nie Liang shrank his pupils and quickly dodged, almost having his hair cut off.

"Admiral!"

He didn't care about anything else, and hurried forward two steps, his eyes were a little anxious and gloomy, but his fingers stopped a second before they touched Elan Snow.

"……fine."

Elan Snow seemed to be out of strength, leaning his elbows on the table, coughing and panting, and the pain in his head became stronger and stronger, as if the pain could drive people crazy.

He still couldn't take off the mask after all.

"I'm going to call Kane."

"No, go out."

Nie Liang pursed her lips.

"Didn't hear? I'll tell you."

"……Yes."

Obviously, it's not like I haven't seen myself wearing a mask before, and I took it off when I was alone.However, there was no such headache this time, as if once he had the idea of ​​exploring, his brain seemed to be severed.

Elan Snow exhaled lightly, letting himself slowly forget the 'desire to explore' that wanted to take off the mask, and the pain finally weakened a little bit.

At the same time, his desire to see his own appearance seemed to be suppressed, and he even began to forget it.The image of the mirror cross that flashed in my mind just now gradually faded and disappeared.

Elan Snow casually took a piece of shredded paper that had been left on the table.

He himself didn't know what he was insisting on, holding a pen, and wrote a sentence on the paper: [I want to see what I look like. ]

His handwriting was trembling, like a novice child.

He was afraid that he would forget again.

……

Outside the door, Nie Liang looked at it for a long time, and finally closed the door quietly.

mask.

headache.

Mirror……

Nie Liang frowned and recalled what he saw just now.

The admiral's reaction was really strange, he seemed to want to take off the mask, but he didn't dare to look up at the mirror on the table... It seemed a bit like stress.

Lan Zhouhe told him that the general had fainted next to Emperor Rosh and was taken somewhere, and later he got a blurry photo and an audio.

Nie Liang is crazy, but being able to live like crazy for so long shows that he is not stupid. He can probably infer that those two things were probably left behind by the general when he was about ten years old.

What kind of good experience can the screams stored in the research institute database be?

According to the admiral's personality, I'm afraid he would kill the opponent with a single shot, instead of continuing to serve in the Federation without complaint.

unless--

brainwashing.

Nie Liang's pupils constricted, and his footsteps stopped abruptly.

As soon as this idea came out, it immediately took root in his heart.

-

Rat Ridge City.

Xi Guang.

The three rings placed in the closed box quietly floated in the air, enveloping a cloud of purple spiritual power.

Two were obtained by Alger and Shou Bing, and one was snatched by Lan Xia.

However, there are layers of Elansino's spiritual power sealed inside the ring. Under normal circumstances, it is no problem to force it to be erased, but considering the instability of the ammunition, it will take a lot of time to erase it.

Shou Bing was the closest, watching from the sidelines, staring at the trajectory of Lan Xia's mental power without blinking. He was trapped in the broken mirror stage for a long time without breaking through.

On the three rings, there are a few strands of forced golden spiritual power wrapped around them.

Lan Xia closed her eyes tightly.

It was obvious that Elan Snow was the one he wanted to kill.

But actually...

The feeling that this spiritual power gave him was not annoying.

When they fought in the magnetic field that time, the other party's strange tears made him feel an indescribable pain in his heart.

Does everyone with purple eyes cry, like Arnold, in a misty, fragile dream with flying purple petals.

"All right."

Lan Xia exhaled lightly and opened her eyes.

"Stay back, I'll take out the things."

"Okay," Alger immediately pulled the other three people back.

The arsenal is still under construction, and they specially picked the largest place in Xiguang to store these things temporarily. After all, they can't be kept in the ring for a long time, and it's no joke if it explodes.

Soon, piles of new munitions filled the place, and the originally spacious place suddenly became crowded.

Alger hissed in his heart, his eyes gradually brightened.

so much!

It's just a ring!

Sure enough, it was indeed the stock that supplied the First Legion's arsenal. With these things, even if they couldn't use them temporarily, they could still buy some of the more common ones.

It can also be distributed to the rest of Xiguang. With the blessing of weapons, Xiguang's overall strength will inevitably be upgraded to a higher level.

And the improvement of strength means that Xiguang can recruit more people.

These arms are not only arms, but also money, people, and speaking capital!

Alger wanted to float happily.

Lian Yao glanced at him, then stretched out his hand to poke Alger's thigh, raised his head and said, "If you have any ideas, I can help you."

Alger knew that his identity was not simple, so he only said: "Tell me in detail tonight."

But unexpectedly, what was taken out of the remaining two rings was not ammunition, but a batch of sophisticated instruments.

Those present estimated that only Jin Daike could use it.

"Why are there still these things in the ring!" Jin Daike immediately abandoned his brother, leaned over and put his face on the experimental equipment, happily, "Teacher, brother, can you approve these things for me?"

Lan Xia smiled and said, "Of course, this looks like an experimental instrument."

Alger: "These things are all yours."

"I haven't seen it on the market," Jin Daike took a closer look, and she tapped, "But the shapes of these things are familiar, and the materials are also top-notch. I'll study and see what it is. If it doesn't work, I'll dismantle it. I'll assemble something else."

This trip to the magnetic disorder area has yielded a lot, and it can finally come to an end, and I can take a good rest for a while.

"Teacher, I want to wait for a while before announcing your identity," Alger thought, "After all, with the current blanket search in the Northwest Star Territory, I'm afraid it won't take long to find out, so it's better for us to take the initiative. "

He didn't know what he talked with Lian Yao that day, and added: "This guy can also help, don't worry, you don't need to come forward for everything, let me handle it."

Lan Xia smiled: "I became a mascot?"

Jin Daike also laughed, and suddenly felt a line of bumps on the instrument, she subconsciously looked down, and there was a word printed there: [Eternal].

[Eternal].

eternal.

She was slightly taken aback.

She saw this word in a place not long ago.

Jin Daike's eyes fell on the collarbone of Lan Xia's left shoulder. When the teacher had a high fever, she glanced at it. There was a line of blood-red words like tattoos printed on that place: [EternalA679]

Perhaps it was Lan Xia's weak breath and blood covered appearance, which had been deeply imprinted in her heart. Jin Daike looked at the teacher's pale, but gentle and peaceful smile, and suddenly felt flustered for no reason.

She took a sudden step forward and grabbed the strap of Lan Xia's windbreaker.

Lan Xia was talking to Shou Bing, at this time she smiled and turned her head to look over: "What's wrong?"

Jin Daike looked at him without blinking, loosened the palm holding Lan Xia's clothes slightly, and then tightened it tightly in the next second, "Teacher..."

She just felt that the teacher seemed to disappear at any moment.

Like the first snow in the sun.

It seems that all good words can be piled on him.

But the snow melts too easily in the sun.

Jin Daike: "It's okay, I just want to get closer to the teacher."

Lan Xia patted her head: "Children, don't we usually stay together?"

Jin Daike said eagerly: "It's different, teacher, Xiguang is very good, right? Teacher will always be with us like this, right?"

Lan Xia raised her eyebrows slightly.

The others were also a little nervous, waiting for his answer.

"you……"

Lan Xia pondered for a moment, and couldn't help laughing, "Okay, I won't tease you, I usually look more like an adult when I eat, why do I look like a baby now?"

Alger coughed embarrassingly: "Tell me, teacher."

"Okay," Lan Xia couldn't stand them, and got serious, "You guys haven't grown up yet, and I won't leave until the Federation collapses."

Shou Bing: "What about after that?"

"After that? That's too far away, but if there ever comes—"

Lan Xia rolled her eyes and said jokingly: "Of course it's a violet. If Xiguang gives me a piece of land, I can keep it and plant flowers. The seeds A Nuo left me are very delicate, and I don't know what kind of flowers they are. Conditions allow it to bloom."

Several people felt a twinge in their hearts.

Jin Daike subconsciously glanced at her brother, but hesitated to speak.

Alger was silent for a while, and said, "Teacher..."

Lan Xia: "Huh?"

"It's okay," Alger smiled, "We still have a lot of things we don't know, the teacher has to watch us carefully."

The time they spend together is not short.

Lan Xia's eyes were gentle.

These young people are decisive, kind, unyielding, and sincere... They haven't experienced an insurmountable loss, nor have they left behind a scar that can't be erased in this life and will ache when they are mentioned.

They were unfortunate enough to be born in this chaotic era of the Federation, but they were also fortunate to be able to write their names with blood during this period destined to be magnificent.

The young man who is still in the sharpening stage has faintly begun to show his edge.

He is not optimistic about Arnold, but at least...

Lan Xia smiled: "I will watch you grow up."

he said softly.

The author says:

The meal is coming!Fly over with a spatula——