How come I was the one being targeted?

The corners of Heita's mouth suddenly curled up. As the stationmaster, Estelle knew exactly what she was going to say next -

"Very good. I had almost forgotten about this matter, but now you have successfully piqued my interest. Estella, bring him to my office. I am Heita, and I am very busy right now. This is the remote puppet automatic answering mode: Hello, hello, hello everyone, have a nice day, goodbye."

The black tower looked directly at Bai Jun, and after saying this without authorization, the puppet's clear eyes quickly dissipated, and the remote puppet's automatic response mode was activated.

"Mr. Bai Jun, you're actually a normal human like me. I originally thought you were from Xianzhou. But this is a good thing too. I feel like we're closer...Mr. Bai Jun?"

Seeing that Bai Jun beside her had not responded for a long time, Estella thought that he was shocked by Ms. Heita's personality. She wanted to make a few jokes to ease his embarrassment, but he lowered his eyes, as if he was thinking about something and his mind was far away.

"Mr. Bai Jun, are you okay?"

It was not until Ester gently patted his shoulder and gave him a concerned look that Bai Jun came back to his senses from his distant thoughts.

"Ah, nothing much. Please, Station Master Ester, lead the way for me."

"It's nothing. You saved Pepe's life. This is just a small favor. If you need anything in the space station, you can always come to me."

Looking at Ester who was leading the way in front, Bai Jun, who was following behind, couldn't help but feel troubled again. His breathing became faster, his heart beat wildly, and his hands and feet trembled.

What Heita said was almost the same as his situation. The only difference was that it was difficult for the human body alone to withstand the power of Emperor Sui. His vitality had probably been exhausted in the confrontation with this great god. He probably only had twenty to thirty years left to live, right?

He had tried countless times to reach a symbiotic agreement with Sui Yang like Grandpa Huai Yan, but the Sui Huang deep in his soul never paid any attention to him. It was like silently watching a slowly burning candle, waiting for the end of his life.

It's not like he hasn't tried other methods, but the methods of prolonging life are closely related to his genetic characteristics - devouring his own kind, injecting blood from exotic beasts, becoming a nest for swarms of creatures, or repairing his body through hibernation and shedding scales... While gaining immortality, he often loses his mind and looks like a vicious beast.

Bai Jun felt disappointed and even desperate about this.

To this day, only Grandpa Huaiyan and Yan Tingjun, who saved him, know this fact. The two foxes from Yaoqing and Jing Yuan from Luofu should be able to guess it, but in the end, few people can notice it.

And yet this Black Tower could actually detect this in just a few minutes of contact. This observation and experience were enough to shock Bai Jun, and at the same time, deep down in his heart, he inevitably felt a little bit of anticipation...

Perhaps when he first traveled to this cold and cruel world, he was indifferent to death, but now he doesn't want to die. He has people he respects and loves, people he admires, and people he doesn't want to let down... He wants to live and accompany those people who are precious and important to him.

Not as a human being, that would be too short.

"Pets only live for eleven or twelve years at most. A few years of companionship would make me want to leave them, but they're destined to pass away in the end anyway. Don't you think that's cruel?"

This was his answer to Ye Lina at the time, and it was also a mockery of himself. He didn't want to become a pet-like existence. The brief and hurried decades of accompanying those people seemed very long, but in fact it was only a small part of the long life of the Xianzhou people.

It would be fine if they could forget me after I die, but if they cannot forget me, wouldn't it be cruel to make them sad and regretful for hundreds of years until the end of their lives?

In the final analysis, the relationship between the immortal species and the short-lived species... is an extremely cruel thing. It is a meaningless fate to begin with, and forcing it will only increase the loneliness.

Therefore, he took the initiative to leave Zhu Ming, the old man who was very kind to him, Yan Tingjun who was both his teacher and friend, and the group of senior brothers and sisters who were also very important to him, and headed to Yaoqing as if escaping.

But no matter how he tries to avoid it, as long as he lives in this world, he will have a connection with the people around him. No matter how fierce his eyes become, no matter how much he resists contact with others, he still unconsciously forms connections with others, confused fellows, gentle but scheming pink foxes, white foxes who express their feelings frankly...

He suddenly understood why Mr. Huai Yan had so resolutely urged him to come to the Black Tower Space Station. Perhaps, he could find the answer here...

Ester used the access card to open Ms. Heita's office and took Bai Jun into the extremely spacious office.

There were no lights on here, and the only light came from a screen at the end of the office that was as big as the entire wall. On both sides of the overly large white floor stood blue shadowy figures, looking solemn and dignified.

"Ms. Heita, you've made a mess of the office again..."

When Ester saw the messy scene in front of her, she felt exhausted from the bottom of her heart. You know, the previous manuscripts have not been sorted out yet, and now so many manuscripts have appeared. She really doesn't know when it will take to sort them out.

"Throw it away if you want, burn it if you want, I don't care."

Heita stood under the huge screen at the end of the office. In front of her was a desk covered with various design drawings, academic books and other miscellaneous items. Heita threw the manuscripts and the test results of the simulated universe onto the table, and gradually the pile of documents turned into a crooked mountain range.

Her face was the same as before. No, it should be said that her puppets were everywhere in the space station. She just switched her consciousness back and forth among these puppets for convenience.

"Hand over your blood and hair."

Heita took out clean petri dishes and test tubes from the desk drawer. Bai Jun subconsciously caught the instruments she threw to him and asked, "Is this all you need?"

"That's enough. However, if I could cut off some of your flesh and blood and collect some of your DNA samples, it would indeed speed up my research, such as skin, muscles, internal organs, saliva, semen—"

"No, no, no! That's it, that's it!"

As he spoke, Heita was about to take out the relevant instruments from the drawer, but was quickly stopped by Bai Jun.

"Okay, that's enough. I've lost interest in you today. Let's go. We'll talk tomorrow."

Bai Jun neatly took out a small amount of blood from his fingertips and removed a few strands of hair. He collected them all in a test tube and a petri dish and handed them to Heita. Heita shook the test tube with great interest, then drove Bai Jun away with a dull look.

"Please don't mind it. This is Ms. Heita's personality. She doesn't mean any harm." Estelle shrugged cutely and gave Bai Jun a helpless smile.

"I don't care. I'd rather trouble Ms. Black Tower."

Just as Bai Jun followed Ester to the door of the office, a hurried figure rushed to the door from outside, holding the door frame, panting, and looking into the office with sweat on his face.

"Black Tower Lady... No, Miss, you are here too?"

"I'm here. What happened, Alan? Didn't I just ask you to collect samples from the confinement section?"

After noticing Ester and Bai Jun approaching the door, Alan's shout turned into a soft murmur of doubt. Ester also noticed Alan's panic at the moment and patiently calmed him down.

Alan tried his best to swallow the panting and heaving of his chest, and said in a calm tone, "Miss, the rift in the confinement compartment... has disappeared!"

"What? What did you just say—?"

The first person to answer was not Ester, but Black Tower at the end of the office. After hearing Alan's report, she flashed in front of Alan at an imperceptible speed, looking up at him with a serious and terrifying expression.

"I, I mean... the rift that was originally in the confinement section has disappeared."

Although Alan felt tremendous pressure from Heita, he still responded calmly.

"How is it possible....Did you do anything?"

Heita murmured, trying to deny this information. Firstly, she believed that her judgment of the existence time of the rift would not be wrong. Secondly, the rift itself was as mysterious as the existence of the star core. As long as it appeared, it would not be easy to deal with. How could it disappear for no reason now?

Alan swallowed and looked at the object that accomplished this miracle with awe.

Heita blinked, then quickly took Bai Jun's hand. His attitude changed from indifference to unprecedented enthusiasm, and a bright smile bloomed on his cute face.

"Come to my place tonight and don't leave. Let's do research together. The topic is simple—I'll study you!"

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ps: This chapter begins to reveal Bai Jun’s past and confusion, and uses this volume as a springboard to complete the transition from confusion to determination, so when I posted this book, I added the slow-burn label to the label.

The pace may indeed be a bit slow. Thank you to everyone who has read this far. By the way, this chapter actually has a lot of foreshadowing in the previous ones?

Space Station Facts: Chapter 85 Come and let me test you! (5k5)

Torrential rain poured down, splashing onto the puddled battlefield, creating bursts of grey mist and spreading the scent of rain and blood everywhere.

It was a very tragic battlefield, with broken arms and limbs everywhere, scattered armor, and broken spears and swords randomly stuck in the ground, outlining the gray and bloody light and shadows. But in the middle of the pile of corpses of fang-toothed aliens, there was a young man.

The young man, who looked to be no more than a dozen years old, was lying straight in a puddle on the battlefield. His body had been soaked by the rain. What was worse was his broken limbs. His arms were bitten off and his left leg was blown apart by some unknown attack. The horrific injuries that were unbearable to look at were obviously the work of the Bu Li people who had just died.

The incessant rain day and night caused the temperature around the battlefield to drop rapidly. The rustling cold air enveloped the young man, and only the occasional breath that quickly condensed into mist in the air could show a hint of life. But even so, any military doctor who saw this level of injury would shake his head and sigh.

——He is beyond help.

The young man remained lying down, gazing up at the grey sky. The only sounds he could hear were the increasingly heavy sound of rain and his gradually weakening heartbeat. The silence was enough to make him believe that he was the only one left in the world.

“Ah, am I dreaming…?”

Exploited by his unscrupulous boss at work, he finally made it to the holiday to have a good rest. He should have woken up in the rental house, but he woke up in this place.

When he opened his eyes, he saw himself being torn apart by a wolf-headed monster with fangs. Immediately afterwards, half of his body was blown apart by artillery fire from nowhere. His physical fitness was not as good as that of a top-level athlete. Even if he didn't want to admit it, there was no possibility of survival with such injuries.

In this cold and cruel other world, there is no wonderful treatment like the protagonist in the novel. Instead, you will die alone at the beginning... This kind of thing is ridiculous no matter how you think about it, right?

No, in other words, death might be a good outcome. Whether it is for the confused self in the previous life or the pitiful self now, it seems to be the best choice, right?

......But, why do I still feel unwilling?

"Damn it, I don't want to die."

He closed his eyes, tears mixed with raindrops falling from the corners of his eyes, but his body, which had long been unable to feel the warmth, did not even have the strength to open his eyes.

In the darkness, the gradually blurred and sinking consciousness seemed to suddenly realize something, and there were mountain-like footsteps slowly approaching him.

.........

"Why are there children on the battlefield?!"

.........

"Military doctor! Military doctor—!"

.........

"He, he's not from the Immortal Boat, there's no way to save him!"

.........

"General! The fertility power contained in these medicines is no joke. A short-lived person's body alone cannot withstand it. Even if he could withstand it, he would only become a vicious beast!"

.........

Was something holding back the rain? A glimmer of desire to live ignited from nowhere, driving the boy to open his eyes.

In the world that was narrowed into a slit, the ball of fire broke into his field of vision.

The rainwater around him evaporated, the stench of blood dissipated, and the young man felt the warmth he hadn't felt in a long time. The gray world suddenly became as bright as the sun.

At that moment, he didn't know how to describe it.

——Like flames, yes, just like flames.

Abandoning all the fancy words and hesitant praise, this is the cry engraved in the deepest part of the soul.

In a world dyed gray by rain, perhaps only fire can be so dazzling.

"Want to live?"

Jiao's voice, as fierce as thunder yet exceptionally gentle, rang out, and it is still engraved in the boy's memory and cannot be erased.

Even though the boy no longer had the strength to reply, a faint scratch still appeared on the muddy ground mixed with rainwater.

"You are allowed to use it. I will bear all the consequences."

Ding ding ding——!!!

A strange and noisy noise woke up the person who was lightly sleeping in the bed.

The pillow flew through the air in an arc with great precision, smashing the alarm clock hard against the wall. When it landed on the ground, it was already silent. Bai Jun lifted the thin sheet covering his body and sat up from the unfamiliar bed.

I felt the cold air outside with the tip of my nose and smelled the scent of air freshener and shampoo.

The curtains were half drawn, and the dark starry sky outside the window could be vaguely seen. Bai Jun gradually woke up from the remnants of his dream.

“It was a dream…”

It was a big dream, and the emotions in the dream still linger in my heart.

Feeling the moisture at the corner of his eyes, he immediately pressed his fingers against the corner of his eyes. When he released them, his fingertips were wet.

Perhaps it was because of what happened yesterday that ignited his initial desire for life, which made him remember fragments of the past.

The only difference from now is that I was lying on the cold battlefield, without a blanket to keep me warm and no clean water.

If there is anything in common, it is probably the same silence and loneliness, alone on the edge of a battlefield, on the verge of death, or like now, alone in a corner of the galaxy.

"No wonder I've been feeling so restless lately. Maybe I should ask Bai Lu for some medicine when I get back?"

Wiping away the tears with his sleeve, rubbing his numb cheeks, and tying up his half-long silver hair, Bai Jun sighed softly and tried to restore himself to his usual state.

Just then, the doorbell of the room rang. Hearing a slight knock on the door, Bai Jun immediately got out of bed and stepped onto the wooden floor.

When he pushed the door open, Alan was standing in front of him holding Pepe, greeting him with a smile.

"Good morning, Mr. Bai Jun. How was your rest last night in the space station? Was the pillow comfortable? Are the sheets soft? Is the quilt warm? Are you hungry? I'll take you to the space station's staff cafeteria for breakfast!"

"Wang Wang!"

Although Alan was completely incapable of reading people's expressions and was always scolded by the young lady for not understanding people's hearts, one could still see subtle changes on his usually serious face. He tried his best, albeit awkwardly, to express his gratitude to Bai Jun for what happened yesterday.

"Okay, thank you for troubling Chief Alan."

Bai Jun, who was in inexplicable sadness, did not refuse. He knew that having a meal might help him recover quickly, and he could also find his way to the cafeteria, so he nodded and agreed.

"Great! I can take you to see Ms. Black Tower right after dinner. Stationmaster Estelle actually gave me instructions this morning, but I didn't have time to inform you."

Hearing the other party's agreement, Alan's heart finally settled down. To be honest, the moment he saw Bai Jun opening the door, he had prepared himself for being turned away countless times in his mind.

"By the way, Mr. Bai Jun, just call me Alan. Adding the words of the Section Chief... it always feels a bit strange."

"If that's the case, wouldn't that be a bit unfair?"