Beautiful and miserable be aesthetics

Gongdu: "No."

That's a stomach bug.

Kang Quan firmly put the plate back on the dining car.

Facing the general's suddenly cold gaze, Kang Quan took out a piece of candy from his pocket.Although it is sugar, the ingredients are medicine solids for pain relief and nutritional products for stomach protection. Eating one is worth a meal.

The word 'breakfast' was written on the outside wrapping paper.

Kon has been assigned to the First Corps to look after the Admiral for many years.

At that time, he had just graduated from the Federal Military Academy, he was still very young, and because he was a military adjutant, he was not very skilled in taking care of people.

It was also a morning when the general was found to have a serious stomach problem for the first time.

He came in with breakfast and watched the admiral finish eating bit by bit. His expression was normal, but his eating speed was slower than usual. Unexpectedly, the admiral vomited blood after he finished eating.

He was so shocked that his hands and feet were cold, thinking that the breakfast was poisonous.

Although Elanster is moody, his leadership and strength cannot be faked. There is no doubt that he is the pillar of the First Legion. If the pillar falls, the First Army is bound to be in chaos.

At that moment, countless conspiracy theories flashed through Kang Quan's mind.

When he was about to call a military doctor, he was stopped by the still lazy general.

Kang Quan will always remember that after appreciating his eager expression for a moment, the young federal general said slowly, "stomach trouble, just vomiting blood, I can't die, what are you nervous about?"

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After that time, he kept an eye on it, and slowly discovered that the admiral seemed to be obsessed with eating three meals a day when there was no emergency, and he was paranoid to the point of madness.

Even if he is suffering from stomach problems, even if he is in pain and unable to speak, he never injects nutritional supplements instead of eating.

Perhaps it is because of his special physique as an S-level evolutionary, and the advanced technology of the Federation, but he is helpless against the admiral's stomach trouble.

Kang Quan thought of a way to write the words 'breakfast', 'lunch' and 'dinner' on the wrapper of the candy, and then replaced the candy with a mixed solid of medicine and nutritional supplements, barely suppressing the general's desire Condition.

"Admiral, a new batch of ammunition is about to enter the arsenal, and there are still many procedures that need your approval. You can't spoil your body like this."

Gong Du put down the spoon, slowly leaned back, narrowing his eyes.

Kang Quan is undoubtedly a very qualified adjutant, he can go anywhere, and he handles the things he ordered properly, with a strong sense of propriety.

It's a pity that he is very stubborn about eating, and has contradicted him many times over the years.

Gong Du: "Bring it."

Kang Quan respectfully took a step back, "This is also breakfast."

He pointed to the 'candy cube' on the table with the word 'breakfast' written on it.

Gong Du: "I'm not blind yet."

Kang Quan was silent.

"Adjutant, bring it."

Kang Quan pretended to be dead.

After a long silence, Gong Du still picked up the candy on the table and put it in his mouth when he saw that the regular breakfast time of 07:30 was approaching.

The soothing sweetness melted in his mouth, the general didn't seem to like sweetness, he frowned slightly, he took two bites, holding it between his teeth as if coping.

"You're not so stubborn about anything else."

Kang Quan paused: "Maybe it's because I have a younger brother in my family. He is in poor health and doesn't like to eat, so he just..."

"Brother?" Elan Snow whispered.

The sound of candy bars clinking between teeth stopped.

Kang Quan's heart skipped a beat, feeling weird for no reason.

After two or three seconds of silence, Elansno became furious without warning, and suddenly dropped the spoon, propped his elbows on the table, and pressed his fingertips on his temples, his fingertips turned white.

younger brother.

brother.

The sharp stabbing pain in my mind lasted for a few seconds and then disappeared in a flash, leaving a blank space where I couldn't grasp anything in vain.

"General!" Kang Quan took half a step forward.

"It's okay, you go out." A moment later, Elansino waved his hand.

"……Yes."

Kang Quan lowered his head, cleaned up the mess on the ground, and pushed the dining car out.

Before closing the door, he glanced back at Elansnow.

The latter seemed to be staring at the ground where the spoon was dropped just now, and his purple pupils were deep and shallow, showing a trace of childish bewilderment.

Kang Quan suppressed the doubt in his heart and closed the door.

pat.

Gong Du relaxed and leaned back, narrowing his eyes and said, "I have had such a big mental fluctuation in my brain just now, the Roche royal family has already started to warn, right?"

The little light group was silent for two seconds: "Well, you will have a hard time in the future."

Gong Du smiled: "It's okay."

The script he had been preparing for more than ten years ago, the thread he had laid, could finally be officially started.

……

In less than 15 minutes, Gong Du's optical brain received an order from the Imperial Capital Administration Office.

Let him take care of the matter of the First Legion, and immediately go to the royal family.

Gong Du: "Tsk, the speed is even faster than I imagined."

It will take three days for him to pack up and arrive at the imperial capital. The edict was sent to him so early, which shows how anxious Rosh is.

Xiao Guangtuan: "He thinks highly of you. I checked the timeline just now, Lan Xia's side, the next protagonist is about to appear."

Four protagonists.

Alger, the future soul leader.

Jin Daike, the future scientific research leader of brain evolution.

The next person is the representative of force value, Shou Bing.

The young master of the Sutu Anti-Federal Organization who was just exterminated some time ago, a young man who has just experienced family ruin.

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The temporary foothold has been set up, and a very secret location is circled in the forest.

After applying the medicine and putting on a bandage, Lan Xia buttoned her shirt again.

The clothes were still the same as before, and the left side of the shirt was soaked with a large amount of blood. He tore off the windbreaker to hide the blood. Apart from his pale face and the smell of blood on his body, he couldn't tell that he was an injured person at all.

Jin Daike whispered: "It's a pity that there are no instruments, otherwise I can check more carefully."

She was one year younger than Alger, but when she was dealing with wounds and fiddling with instruments, she could already see some confidence and composure.

"Your medicine is very effective," Lan Xia patted her head, "I'll have a few words with your brother."

finally come.

Alger said: "Go and explore the road first, we will set off later."

Soon, there were only the two of them left here.

Alger finally asked: "Who is Mr., and why did you save us?"

There was some confusion in his eyes.

Alger felt that he should have been vigilant, but for some reason, when he looked at the young man with a calm aura, he couldn't raise his vigilance much.

After he asked, the mysterious S-level spiritual power evolutionist lowered his head and took out something from the pocket of his windbreaker.

A few faint rays of morning light pierced through the gray clouds, with a cool smell, and fell on the corner of the youth's mottled blood-stained shirt, and the faint smell of blood around him also softened.

Lan Xia spread out her palm, and there was a seed lying in it.

Alger: "This is?"

Lan Xia: "The seeds of violets were given to me by my brother."

"You..." Alger probed, "You still have a younger brother?"

"Ah."

Lan Xia: "Arnold and I are twins. This was given to me when he was eight or nine years old. He gave it to me three days before his death. He said he wanted to see the flowers bloom."

A moment of silence.

Alger was dumbfounded, a little at a loss: "Sorry sir, I don't know..."

Lan Xia shook her head to show that it was all right, put away the seeds, and said calmly: "Arnold died in the hands of the royal family. When I crawled back from the pile of dead people, I only found a piece of Arnold's fabric in a pile of embers."

That timeline was about ten years ago...

Alger calculated in his heart that it should be the time when Emperor Rosh had just succeeded to the throne and the federal rule had completely slipped into darkness.

At that time, the Federation enlisted massively to suppress and kill fledgling anti-federal organizations with an iron fist. Wherever it passed, there were yellow sand, dry trees, gunpowder smoke, and bloody bones everywhere.

However, in order to show his benevolence, Emperor Luoshi established the "God's Hall of Mercy" as a fig leaf, comparing himself to a god, showing mercy to all living beings, and specially housing children who were homeless due to the war.

But later, the "Hall of God's Pity" was completely burned down by a fire, but no child escaped from it alive. The Federation only gave a perfunctory "accident" as an explanation.

That is, since then, anti-federal organizations have sprung up like mushrooms after rain, and the sparks splashed into the wilderness, with the momentum of starting a prairie fire, are out of control.

Until the emergence of an S-level spiritual power evolutionist in the Federation, Elan Snow was born. At the age of 14, holding the Sword of Molo Triumph in his hand, he was personally awarded the general order by Emperor Rosh to take charge of the First Federation Army .

In the following ten years, he secured the rank of general, and suppressed the chaos in the Federation with extremely brutal methods.

……

Alger had only read this history that was close at hand from banned books, but hearing it from people who had experienced that time with his own ears gave him another sense of powerlessness.

Alger was a young man who was precocious, and sighed, "This country is already broken."

Lan Xia looked at him: "I have been walking on this continent for many years alone, stopped in the B6 star area, and after many observations, I finally chose you."

Alger was startled, and an incredible idea emerged, he hurriedly stood up: "What do you mean?"

"Ants are eating tall buildings, the buildings are slowly falling, and the sun is about to rise. The Federation needs a gravedigger," Lan Xia said.

He raised his eyes, and stated his purpose bluntly: "Alger, you are the leader of Xiguang, but you are still too immature. If you are willing to worship me as a teacher, I will teach you with all I have learned, and grow up in Xiguang. Guard it before you get up."

"If not, I will leave and find the next suitable person."

Lan Xia fixedly looked at him.

A teenager who has the courage to create Xiguang and embark on the confrontation with the Federation will never lack the courage and determination that he should have.

Perhaps all of this was doomed from the moment Alger chose to hold Lan Xia's palm.

It took Alger a few seconds to calm down quickly, and he pursed his lips tightly.

Suddenly, the decisive look in his eyes flashed away, he knelt on the ground, respectfully kowtowed to Lan Ya three times, and paid homage to his teacher: "Teacher."

Xiguang was originally a nascent anti-federal organization, but now it has been hit hard, and the future is confusing.

This group of them had nothing but a life, and Alger couldn't think of a reason why an S-level evolutionary risked his life to save them, and then went out of his way to lie to them.

Besides, Xiguang really needs a powerful protector now.

Alger is sometimes more willing to trust his intuition, he gambled once, why can't there be a second time?

Lan Xia accepted the mainland's apprenticeship etiquette.

After Alger finished, he stretched out his hand and helped the boy up, showing a smile.

Alger was concerned about the injury on his body, so he didn't dare to make him exert himself, so he hurriedly stood up.The relationship suddenly turned friendly, and the young man seemed a little shy and uncomfortable, so he asked a question casually.

"Teacher, is there anything you want?"

No normal person yearns for war, and everyone who embarks on the anti-federal road is not a saint. They are more or less burdened with something, for fame, for profit, for hatred, and for the hope of future generations.

Where is the teacher?Is it also to avenge the dead twin brother?

Want something?

Strictly speaking, there is only one thing.

The young man's pale fingers touched the pocket of the windbreaker unconsciously, touching the temperature of the seed through the fabric.

Lan Xia smiled: "I'm just a wanderer, looking for a place where violets can bloom."

And all those who prevent the flowers from blooming.

Whether it's Rosh Royal Family or Elan Snow.

He will personally break the Commonwealth's sword of triumph.

Sprinkle the ashes of these people on the grave of your younger brother.

[Lan Xia: 10% of the real value

Remaining survival time: four years and 362 days]

The author says:

Brotherhood Scenario (×)

I kill myself script (√)

Uncle Gong performed with love~

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Both parties must take care of it. So far, the script has not been fully developed, and the places that feel inconsistent are foreshadowing.

For the sake of reading experience, Lan Xia has almost no psychological description, just treat him as an older brother. When Uncle Gong plays the role of the general's younger brother in the play, he usually uses the name of Elan Snow.

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