Those who can read are writers [Interstellar]

When Hai Xixi contacted Sang Wen again, Sang Wen had already learned that she had been promoted to be the president of the New Human Spirit Research Association.

"Congratulations, President." He congratulated Hai Xixi first.

Hai Xixi breathed out lightly on the other end of the optical brain communication.

After a while, he chuckled.

In the unfinished words, both of them understood each other's meaning.

Hai Xixi found Sang Wen and asked Sang Wen to use an article to reverse the situation of the general election at that time, and successfully helped Kenting continue to sit in the position of the chief.

Apart from thanking Sang Wen for this matter, Kenting also thanked Hai Xixi.

Sang Wen obtained the information protection of the top-secret optical brain control office, and the identity of a nominal director of the Chinese character deciphering office.

Hai Xixi got the post of president of the New Human Spirit Research Association.

"You are smart." Hai Xixi sighed.

In my heart, my understanding of the danger level of Sang Wen has risen to another level.

A sophomore who is still in college can understand the key to the exchange of political interests.

You have to know how many people who have been in the ups and downs of the officialdom for decades have never been able to understand this.

Hai Xixi also talked about her purpose of coming to find Sangwen this time.

"The literary work you gave me last time, the results of the follow-up inspection and identification have come down."

No matter how she calmed down, she still took a deep breath when talking about this topic: "It is an existence that can increase spiritual power more stably than your works."

"En." After hearing this, Sang Wen said in his heart that it was true.

What literary works did he give Hai Xixi?

It was Shakespeare's sonnets.

It is an existence like a spiritual treasure, even if people cannot appreciate its beauty now, even if people now only use mechanical AI to detect and measure it.

But it never lost to the world either.

Just lost to time.

"Is that what you wrote? Or where did you come from?"

When Hai Xixi mentioned this topic, she became anxious: "Son, you don't understand what this means to us."

She said so to Sangwin.

"Our mental power depends on talent, but talent is not everything. For ordinary people, as long as the mental power is enough to operate the optical brain, enough to play holographic games, etc., that's fine."

"But for soldiers, only the higher the mental strength can control the more complex and powerful mechs or warships.

For the same level of technology, the spiritual power obtained through exercises and exercises is almost the same, so the level of the two armies is also similar. "

Then she got to the most critical point.

"However, if one side reads other literary works in their spare time, and the other side's army reads the literary work you gave me..."

Hai Xixi swallowed nervously: "That will be an all-round crushing battle."

"... Ms. Hai Xixi."

Sang Wen spoke with gloomy eyes.

"If the historical knowledge I have learned is not different, in the first few thousand years of the empire's battle with the Federation, the Federation has always been crushed by the kind of... all-round combat power you said?"

Hai Xixi was taken aback.

Then, suddenly, it was like being directly in a world of ice and snow, and I only felt chills all over my body.

When I relaxed my tense body, I realized that my back was drenched in cold sweat.

"You're right." She murmured, "You're right... no wonder, no wonder why everyone is at a disadvantage..."

"It's not that the level of technology can't keep up...Damn it, at that time they were desperately pursuing technological development, and didn't want anything else, only technological development!

It's not some bloody blood theory..."

Hai Xixi calmed down: "I'll pick you up tomorrow, and we'll go to the messenger to see what's going on..."

After hanging up the communication, when Sang Wen was leaning there with his arms crossed and thinking, Yuan Cang came over.

He heard a few words in the communication, and understood what Ms. Hai Xixi meant at the end.

He is looking forward to it, because he likes to be alone with Sang Win best.

Even if Hai Xixi is by her side, she can't always follow her.

There is still a lot of time to be alone with Sangwen.

So his eyes sparkled: "Where are we going tomorrow?"

Sang Wen's mind was full of the absolute victory of the empire and the disastrous defeat of the Federation in those years. Seeing Yuan Cang approaching, he raised his hand and pressed his head: "Let's go, you wait at home."

Ok? !

"..." Yuan Cang's expression suddenly lost.

Sang Wen looked at him with a displeased face, but reluctantly nodded obediently, expressing aggrieved expression that he understood.

Sigh slightly.

"...Okay. Then I will explain it to Ms. Hai Xixi, and you will go too."

Anyway, Yuan Cang is in the form of Chinese characters, and being present will only help, and will definitely not add chaos.

Yuan Cang suddenly became happy.

Sang Wen laughed, and his previous gloomy mood was much clearer: "You always pester me... Maobula, Sang Xiaoming, Xiao Taotie, no one pesters me like you do."

When Hai Xixi came to find them the next day, he first took them to visit an imperial veteran.

This veteran is just an ordinary retired soldier, a soldier who once fought for the empire.

Although he fought for the empire and wore the uniform of the empire, he did not join the army because he supported the empire.

He doesn't know what to support or not.

This mass enslaved class called "civilians" in the imperial era had no opportunity and did not understand the political concept of war.

They don't go to war for the empire to win.

They are just there to survive.

The veteran has a long, long scar on his face, which looks scary from the brow bone to the corner of the mouth.

When the veteran heard Hai Xixi asked why he joined the army, he recalled: "My family is poor, and I have a younger sister. I couldn't eat, and I was hungry for too long, so I went to join the army."

Sangwen could see that the veterans lived in poverty.

"I did it voluntarily, unlike those who were arrested and enlisted in the army, who were involuntary. After peace, there are welfare arrangements."

The veteran looked calm, as if he had already seen everything: "I want to repent of my mistakes. I am a war criminal and an executioner."

Seeing Hai Xixi staring at his scar, the veteran stretched out his hand to touch it.

Now that medical methods are very developed, the price of removing scars is not expensive.

You can even apply for various discounts and exemptions, and there are many free places.

but……

"I am a war criminal, and I have information registered on my optical brain."

His tone was still flat: "People's hospitals have the right to refuse to serve me."

Sang Wen was taken aback.

He could see that the veteran was living in a very difficult life, but he didn't think about the reason.

Now looking at it this way, the reason is also very clear.

The veteran's optical brain information has always recorded his identity as an imperial soldier, as if the word "prisoner" was engraved on his face.

When everyone sees him, they always turn their hatred for the empire to him.

The lackeys of the empire.

Dirty imperial soldiers.

Disgusting people.

Even the hospital refused to treat him, let alone find a job?

"I deserve it," he said. "On the battlefield, I wanted to live. I took the lives of others so that I could live. Others wanted to live, but I killed them."

"I don't want to either."

He was silent, sitting there, like a child who has done something wrong.

Still bowing his head, he emphasized as if he had done something wrong: "I am selfish and despicable...I want to live."

A fat dog raised by a veteran outside the window came back after playing a few laps.As soon as he entered the house, he threw himself into the arms of his master.

Only then did the veteran smile for the first time in a long time.

"Ouch, dear grandson, are you hungry?" He laughed, making the scar look even more scary and ugly, "Grandpa will get you something to eat!"

The dog kept wheezing and licking the veteran's face with his tongue.

Sangwin stood there, watching the scene.

He turned his head slightly.

... I would rather be a dog of peace than a person in troubled times.

After Hai Xixi said the problem, the veteran was also stunned.

"Show us something? Read it?" The veteran shook his head. "No. And we can't read it."

He explained in a good-tempered manner: "Isn't knowledge control at that time? I haven't been to school, and I don't know how to write. I just know how to say, I don't know what you write."

Hai Xixi was startled, her brows were furrowed.She clicked her tongue.

No, it's different from what she thought.

At this time, another dog ran into the house.

This one seems to be old. The veteran bent down and hugged this one: "Oh, my precious eldest son, why did you come back? Where did you go to play? Your cubs are back, you are still a father Playing outside! It's outrageous!"

Sangwin looked at his dog son and dog grandson.

Realized—he had no relatives.

So he and his dog son and grandson had a happy family and enjoyed the family relationship to the fullest.

"...It's so cute." Sang Wen said, bending over to pet the dog.

Then he looked into the eyes of the veteran: "It is really the cutest dog in the world. It is really happy to live with you."

Hearing what Sangwen said, the veteran laughed happily.

then.

He hugged the dog and cried.

After coming out of his home.

Under the leadership of Hai Xixi, Sang Wenwen and Yuan Cang went to many veterans' homes and asked them one by one, but they didn't get a positive answer like "Yes, what did we agree to read?"

Everyone answered "No", "We don't see anything", "I don't understand anything", such answers.

And without exception, they all lived in poverty.

The brand of war is engraved on them.

Federal soldiers after peace, and Imperial soldiers after peace.

Heroes on one side and criminals on the other.

These veterans, please don't lose the brand of war on them.They will never get over it and get Kaner in their hearts.

Difficult to live, atonement for life.

"...it doesn't look like what we thought."

When he came out of the last veteran's house, Hai Xixi sighed in pain.

She was very depressed.

He obviously already had an idea, but now he was told that all his guesses were wrong.

They didn't read anything to steadily increase mental power.

They didn't get any assistance from the empire, and they seemed to be ordinary soldiers one by one.

The result of this investigation really made Hai Xixi lose her motivation, leaving only her heart full of pain.

Are all judgments wrong?

Could it be that the previous inference was just my own wishful thinking, just a joke?

As for the young man in front of Hai Xixi, he didn't appear to be in the slightest panic.

"No." Said the boy.

Sang Wen tilted his head to look at Hai Xixi.

His tone was affirmative, and his thinking was clear and clear: "Exactly what we think."

Hai Xixi didn't understand what Sang Wen meant, and quickly explained: "But those veterans have already said it, and they didn't give them anything at all..."

"Miss Hai Xixi, think about it."

Sangwen raised his index finger and shook it.

"If all the soldier reserves of the Empire are of the same quality, they are really the ones we just saw."

——"Then how did thousands of years of combat power suppression do it?"

Sang Wen looked back at Shang Yuancang's eyes, and the two nodded tacitly.confirmed each other's thoughts.

"Is war based solely on crowd tactics?" he asked.

"You mean...?" Hai Xixi was startled, and some thoughts directly poured into his mind.

Sang Wen spoke directly and said the answer in Hai Xixi's mind: "Elite troops."

"How to suppress combat power? Elite troops, royal nobles, special operations forces, vanguard task force..."

He randomly listed some.

"These are the keys to distance. It is also these that will explain our doubts."

As he spoke, Hai Xixi's eyes lit up again.

"Elite, special, vanguard..." Hai Xixi repeated, "These secret troops are still a mystery. They don't know the specific characters at all, and they were never recognized by the Empire at the time of the Federation's highest trial. "

"...Let's go to the royal prison!"

Hai Xixi said so directly.

The David family is the royal family of thousands of years of empire.

This royal family is not a serious person. There are always emperors who like to marry dozens of wives and have children for fun.

As for the emperor, it is natural to choose the one with the best qualifications to inherit the throne.

It's not good to give birth to one, give birth to another one.still not good?Come again!

For the inheritance of the royal family, only by having enough children to expand the scope can we find excellent ones.

One emperor can live for 500 years, think about how many children can be born?

Children, grandchildren, grandchildren, grandsons, sons beget grandchildren, grandchildren beget sons, and sons and grandchildren are endless.

Enough to fill a planet.

Therefore, there are really many people in the direct line of David's royal family.

What's more, all kinds of partial royal families and nobles.

Otherwise, the empire would not have built prisons on several desolate planets to detain these war criminals.

After all, Hai Xixi is just the president of the New Human Spirit Research Association.

It is impossible for her to meet the orthodox royal family of the David family, or even the last emperor, on such a temporary basis.

However, a nobleman of David's side of the royal family, because he likes to kill for fun, has been imprisoned in a royal prison not far away after peace.

The partial royal family, Hai Xixi's tactics, can still be seen.

Sang Wen took Yuan Cang's hand and walked through the gloomy corridor. When the guards saw the royal nobleman in the dark reception room, he was leaning there with his eyes closed.

Fair skin, blond hair, high nose bridge, thin lips.

Just leaning there, the outstretched legs stretched out far.At first glance, he is tall and slender.

Sang Wen stepped into the door of the reception room, and his footsteps landed with a soft sound.

His deep blue eyes snapped open.

"Chinese people."

This man's voice was like a snake, sticky and cold, and hissing sounds could be heard.

"You just want to see me?"

The author has something to say: a certain emperor.

His Majesty! His Highness 26 and His Highness 53 are fighting!

Emperor: What's wrong?

26殿下的重孙女抢了53殿下的小女儿的首饰，53殿下的小女儿找了110三公主撑场子，于是26殿下的重孙女就找了六殿下的长女的九儿子的孙子……

Emperor: ...It's so messy, so let's chop it all up.