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    Chapter 39 041

    Arlo heard someone talking in a low voice.

    The conversation was separated by a door, and it was a little vague, but A Luo vaguely heard some words.

    "...You can send a military doctor over to take a look."

    "Okay, okay, I know, that's it..."

    After a while, there was a loud slamming of the door, so loud that Arlo's eyelids jumped in fright.

    He tried to open his eyes, but the door just opened.

    A brown-haired man in a sweater walked in. The man was wearing a mask. After meeting his eyes, he said calmly, "Wake up? How do you feel?"

    Arlo opened his mouth to speak, but found that his throat was so dry that he couldn't make a sound at all.

    The man walked to the window, poured him a glass of water, then sat on the bed, helped him up, and gave him some water with gentle movements.

    A Luo swallowed several big mouths, feeling that his hot head finally cooled down a little, he asked, "Uncle Alan, who was just now..."

    "People from the military," the man said, taking off his mask, his tone was as cold as ever, "but he won't come again."

    After a pause, he whispered again: "At least within a year."

    A Luo hesitated for a moment, then asked cautiously, "Did he... want to take me away?"

    "That's right," the man named Allen seemed reluctant to tell him about it. Seeing that he had finished drinking, he pushed him back to the bed and said, "You don't need to worry about these things, just rest first. ."

    Before walking out of the room, the man turned around and said, "But there is one thing you need to remember."

    Arlo looked at each other, waiting for his next words.

    Uncle Allen put on the mask again and said: "You have red fever now, and you will struggle for three months before miraculously getting better. After three months, the military recruitment period for this year has passed, although it is a pity But it is also impossible.”

    A Luo lay on the bed, looked at each other, and nodded obediently.

    The man stopped talking and left the room and closed the door for him.

    In the room where he was alone again, Arlo touched his forehead, which was still very hot.

    A week ago, the atmosphere in the orphanage was heavy, because eight or nine boys had reached the 12-year-old draft standard.

    Some were fighting spirits, while others were weeping.

    Arlo fell ill before he could figure out what to do with him, and the dean immediately isolated him.

    Recently, a new type of infectious disease has spread nearby. It is said that it was brought back by a business person who returned from a business trip from an alien. Compared with the viruses that have existed in the past, the virus infection rate this time is not very high, but because of the rapid development of the disease, the drug is still in the development process, so the situation is also a bit bad.

    On the first night of Arlo's fever, Uncle Allen brought his mother, who was the head nurse in the hospital, to watch it for Arlo. Arlo just ate bad food and got gastroenteritis.

    But he had to remember that he actually had red fever.

    A Luo recited a few times in his head, and then fell asleep in a daze.

    time flies.

    The army recruited in the spring, and summer came in a blink of an eye.

    And the orphanage went from bustling to deserted, and it took only two or three months.

    The number of children in the orphanage itself is not many, less than 20. After eight or nine children were taken away, the number was reduced to half of the original number at once, and three of them were adopted not long after the red fever passed. gone.

    Life was peaceful during that time, even more peaceful than in the past.

    But Uncle Allen's brows were always frowning, and Arlo was also very uneasy.

    This feeling is like the strange and uncomfortable peace before the storm.

    And Arlo's hunch soon came true.

    The Phoenician Empire was once again at war with other nations.

    Arlo doesn't understand some of the specific things, because every time a major event comes out, the empire will completely stop running all media such as television and radio, and the newspaper has changed from the original daily delivery to irregular delivery, and the above will never be published. Report on war-related matters.

    In Arlo's limited memory, there were two times when the enemy attacked their planet, and three times when their side was safe and sound, but the adults in the neighborhood would talk about those things in small groups, mostly from They heard from relatives and friends who lived on other planets.

    The empire prevented the spread of news on the bright side, but it was unable to organize news to travel on lines such as information calls.

    Arlo felt annoyed, scared and angry.

    There's going to be another war!

    So annoying, so annoying, so annoying!

    This time, the battle that affected the planet they lived in was worse than the previous two times. Arlo watched many people die in front of him. The ground was bombed with pits everywhere, and several underground air-raid shelters. It collapsed or exploded, and several were said to have been punched through, filled with seawater, and drowned everyone hiding inside.

    Arlo felt that this time they were doomed.

    There were two children in the orphanage who didn't know what to think and ran away on their own. The dean fled with the remaining four children, including Alo. One was lost in the chaos on the way, and the other was wanted to rob. The eater was killed by mistake, and another was affected by a bombardment and died.

    Arlo cried almost every day, but he clenched his teeth and didn't dare to make too much noise, because the adults were also nervous.

    Uncle Allen picked him up, and Arlo lay in his arms, trying to hold back his voice, but tears kept flowing. And every time he could finally take a break, Uncle Allen would silently wipe away his tears and pat him on the back.

    He is not very good at coaxing people with words, but just his arms are full of security.

    They spent a few days looking for Uncle Allen's mother, who was on a business trip at the time, the only family Uncle Allen had left. However, when they arrived at the hospital, they found that the hospital had been leveled for some time.

    A Luo was stunned and called the other party's name weakly.

    The brown-haired man stood in the ruins. He didn't know whether he was looking at the buildings in the distance or the sky. He didn't move for a long time.

    A Luo rummaged through the ruins in panic, not knowing whether to say good luck or bad luck, he found a bloody scarf.

    He vaguely remembered that this was the dean's mother's favorite silk scarf, and every time she came to the orphanage, she would tie it around her neck.

    Arlo froze, wondering if he should be called Dean.

    The next second, a hand reached out from behind him and took the silk scarf.

    Arlo turned around uneasily and stared at the dean, but the dean was still as calm as usual.

    There was no sadness, no anger, he calmly looked at the silk scarf in his hand for a long time, calmly folded the silk scarf carefully, stuffed it into his pocket, and finally took A Luo's hand calmly and left the ruins .

    After that, they ran for a long time again.

    The Empire has no evacuation plans for ordinary people. Their battles are always fought in such a hurry.

    The military is in charge of itself. If ordinary people have private aircraft, they can leave if they want to leave.

    There was an aircraft in the orphanage itself, but it was damaged by a few children in the courtyard before the war broke out. The dean sent the aircraft to a repair shop for repairs. Before it could be repaired, the war broke out.

    The enemy's offensive was very fast. The bombing destroyed many aircraft factories and shot down many aircraft that wanted to escape. Anyway, Arlo and Dean were trapped on that planet for a whole month.

    One day, they hid with a group of refugees.

    Among them was a man who was bald.

    He was badly wounded, on the shoulder. The wound was roughly bandaged with cloth, but there was obviously no way to stop the deterioration of the wound, and blood soaked through the entire cloth.

    His face was pale, without a trace of blood, and he was still falling asleep with a high fever. People around him avoided him and no one helped him because he had iron cuffs on his hands and feet, only the one between the two iron cuffs. The chains were all broken so his limbs could move freely.

    This is a fugitive, obviously.

    No one knew whether he had killed people or set fires before, but it would be unfortunate for many people to meet such a person at such a time. Arlo saw from the eyes of those who avoided him that they should all hope that the bald head would die as soon as possible.

    He and Uncle Allen hid there for two days and two nights.

    Uncle Allen, who had learned some basic medical knowledge from his mother and came out with medicine, silently helped the bald head in the eyes of others.

    As Uncle Allen once said, he will stick to what he thinks is right.

    During the period, Arlo heard the whispers of the people around him, saying that the enemy used to stand on the same front as the empire. This time, it seemed that he turned friends into enemies in order to snatch something from the empire.

    A Luo pricked up his ears and listened curiously, and then heard a low humming in his ears.

    A Luo looked back and saw that the bald head had woken up, opened his eyes slightly, and moved his dry lips: "The old emperor is not greedy enough, and one day he will die miserably."

    This is very vulgar, Uncle Allen is changing the dressing for his bald head, and he frowns when he hears it.

    Especially the bald-headed Phineas is not quite standard, and it sounds even more uncomfortable.

    Arlo looked at the other party curiously, but because he was afraid of the other party's identity as a fugitive, he did not dare to approach.

    The bald head propped up his body and sat up a little. The long-term drowsiness made his body rust, and the sound of bones rubbing and stretching could be heard during the movements.

    He first said "thank you" to Uncle Allen, then noticed A Luo, his eyes suddenly fixed on A Luo: "Hey, you..."

    "What?" Uncle Allen glanced at him and asked.

    The bald head looked at him carefully, touched his chin, and asked, "What's your name, little brat?"

    A Luo glanced at Uncle Allen, and seeing that he didn't mean to stop him from answering, he answered obediently, "A Luo, my name is A Luo."

    The bald head was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed out loud.

    "What's going on?" Uncle Allen slammed his hands down in displeasure, screamed with a headache, and quickly begged for mercy.

    He touched his bare head and stunned: "This is a bit complicated to say..."

    As he was speaking, he suddenly covered the wound.

    Uncle Allen was stunned for a moment, then stopped the bandaging, stared at the other party and asked, "What are you hiding in here?"

    Arlo feels a little creepy - there is something hidden in this bald meat?!

    The bald head pressed the position of the wound, glanced at the group of people who were still far away from them, and raised the corners of his lips.

    He whispered, "Although I don't know your name yet, if you help me once, I will help you once. Tonight, you come with me."

    What the bald head hides in the flesh is a special transmitter that is not easy to detect, and he actually has a rescue!

    It was night when Arlo knew the news, but he felt as if he had seen the dawn.

    His heart was beating "thumping".

    Arlo was terribly curious about the origin of the bald head, but Uncle Allen didn't ask, so he didn't ask.

    He was held firmly by Uncle Allen's hand, and followed the bald head to a place not far from the previous shelter. After waiting for a while, an aircraft landed, and someone inside beckoned to them.

    Uncle Allen clenched Arlo's hand, and the three entered the aircraft. Taking advantage of the moment when the Fini Empire and the enemy briefly turned off, the aircraft took off and sailed into space.

    Uncle Allen was silent for a while before asking the bald head, "Can you send us to the Roentgen galaxy?"

    With the help of his younger brother, the bald head is using a medical machine with better curative effect. Hearing this, he is a little surprised and a little interested: "You actually know that place? It can be, but... maybe it will take a while."

    Arlo always felt that the tone of the bald head was a bit strange, but Uncle Allen didn't seem to notice it, just nodded: "Thank you."

    Arlo looked up and asked, "Why go to the Roentgen galaxy?"

    Arlo remembers that the Roentgen galaxy is not part of the Phinee Empire star field, what is there?

    As soon as the last sound hit the ground, Arlo saw a smile on Uncle Allen's mouth, like a gentle breeze raising a wave on the calm lake, the wave was gentle and beautiful.

    "Because Caleb was there."

    Arlo opened his eyes.

    Uncle Allen touched his head and said with a smile, "Caleb is not dead, he was sick and he had to be hospitalized, but he couldn't enter Finney's hospital, so I tried to find someone to put him in the hospital. Sent it out. I haven't had the chance to communicate with him frequently this year, but I know he's healed."

    Uncle Allen's voice was deep and mellow: "I couldn't leave with him at that time, but now it's just me and you... We can live with Caleb, what do you think, Arlo? Le live together, okay?"

    Arlo listened and nodded heavily.

    Sure!

    After the war came, he witnessed so many deaths with his own eyes, and suddenly learned that the people who had long thought were dead were actually still alive, and Arlo felt that there was no news that made him want to cry more than this.

    A Luo was so happy that he jumped up, and inadvertently met the bald head who was sitting in the front row listening with great interest. The bald head looked at him with a meaningful look.

    Allo asked, "What are you looking at?"

    The bald head smiled and said, "It's nothing, just lamenting the wonder of fate."

    The bald head is a weirdo, Arlo thought.

    And the bald head is still saying: "Alo, do you think the past can be changed?"

    Arlo didn't understand what he was trying to say.

    Uncle Allen looked at the bald head inquiringly.

    The bald head didn't care about Uncle Allen's eyes, he just said with a smile: "I attribute all the future I know to the 'past', and now it's still in the 'past'. I have tried to change the 'past', but I failed, and my encounter with you in that place confirmed it. Of course, I can escape without you this time, but I have figured it out, the past cannot be changed. I know too little information, In the place of the information blind spot, something must happen to turn the fate I changed back to the right path. So I gave up resistance. I thought, life is impossible to be smooth, there will always be some twists and turns, and now this is This kind of twists and turns is completely within my tolerance. As long as I don’t die, this is the best result.”

    Uncle Allen listened and listened, changing the relaxation from the moment before, he sat upright, and his tone became serious: "What do you mean?"

    "Don't be nervous," the bald eyes flashed, "Just remember one thing, the real future is still in our hands."

    The bald-headed younger brother was also at a loss: "Boss, what are you talking about—"

    Before he could speak, suddenly, the aircraft was hit hard, and the whole turned upside down in the vacuum, and Arlo screamed.

    "Boss! We've been discovered!" The bald-headed little brother roared in a whirlwind, struggling to operate on the control panel, and also attacked the attacker!

    Soon, however, his eyes widened.

    He saw a warship reveal its shape in the distance.

    "They, they actually sent a warship? They know it's you!" The younger brother dared not believe, "Why? Could it be that I was tracked when I came? Boss, what should I do?!"

    "That's why I said, no matter how much you struggle, it's useless." The bald head didn't show the slightest nervousness, he shook his head and said with a smile.

    Uncle Allen finally asked. This question, he originally thought was not important at this time, but he was wrong.

    He asked, "What is your identity?"

    "I," the bald head grinned, "I'm just a pirate."

    After saying that, he leaned over the control panel and took pictures!

    The next second, Arlo screamed - two metal shells popped up and down from his seat, locking him in!

    Arlo heard the angry voice of Uncle Allen outside the metal shell: "What are you doing?"

    The bald head said: "Don't worry, he still has his 'past' unfinished, and our future will start soon."

    Immediately afterwards, a sense of weightlessness hit, Arlo screamed and was ejected, and the quarrels in the aircraft disappeared in an instant.

    Everything happened so suddenly that Arlo didn't understand anything.

    All he knew was that he cried and shouted in a panic in the metal capsule for a long time, and then passed out, and when he woke up, he had been rescued.

    The metal capsule was opened, and the dazzling light made him close his eyes.

    He wanted to see Uncle Allen, but what he saw were soldiers of the Fini Empire.

    This is the beginning of another period of his life.

    The author has something to say: a chapter of memory killing

    I don’t know if everyone can understand it, but Gustav attributes the future he knows to the “past”, and the unknown future he doesn’t know is the real future~

    As of this moment in this chapter, Gustave's own "past" has officially come to an end, while Arlo's "past" is not over yet, he still has a long way to go~

    I really don't understand the next post

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