Chapter 195 Spark Sleep (4)

Alpha Alien, the first fortress.

Just like the original mecha Jin Xiaozhi, Jiang Jianming's "corpse" was temporarily placed in a secret door of the underground Heroic Spirit Monument, and it was forbidden to approach.

At three o'clock in the morning, when Ryan was looking in the dark, he found that the road in front of the Heroic Spirit Monument was full of flowers.

A soldier brought a white chrysanthemum and came to observe a moment of silence. He didn't expect to collide with the crown prince in the middle of the night, so scared that he couldn't say anything.

But His Highness's attitude was unexpectedly gentle, and this person gradually became less afraid, and dared to take the initiative to say a few words.

"Xiao once also had prejudice against His Highness Jiang, and said some... er, it was... very insulting..."

The soldier bowed his head abruptly, saying that he was very ashamed now, and only dared to come here late at night, and felt that he was not worthy when he came.

"He won't mind the little things," the crown prince said lightly, "Go and put the flowers down, you will wilt if you hold them again."

"Yes, yes." The soldier showed gratitude, and finally straightened his back relaxedly. He took two steps forward, carefully put down the white chrysanthemum, and closed his eyes in silence.

Ryan's eyes fell on the memorial bouquets.

The dead in Yin Beidou always put their ashes on the Heroic Spirit Monument, and they never organize large-scale mourning. There will be such a situation now, but the soldiers spontaneously do it.

His Jiang Jianming finally reached the height that everyone admired from the bottom of his heart, but it was a little late.

The crown prince did not bring flowers, nor did he observe a moment of silence.

He walked straight past the soldier, went down the elevator, and entered the Heroic Spirit Monument lined with white monuments.

When the sun rises tomorrow, the starship of the Black Shark Base will take Jiang Jianming to leave. don't know when we will see you next time.

If Jiang Jianming can't wake up all the time, if he sacrifices on the front line... this night is the last.

The crown prince walked to the secret door alone and stopped. There are still people here.

A figure was sitting there leaning against the white tablet, and when he heard the movement behind him, he turned his head, revealing a face of vicissitudes.

"His Royal Highness?"

Jiang Sheng slowly stood up on his knees, and greeted the prince by touching his chest, "His Royal Highness has come down, please forgive the rudeness that day as a lower official."

His voice was hoarse and his eyes were swollen. But the emotions have settled down, and the dark brown eyes are like the lake surface blown by the spring breeze, with only small waves.

When we met at the fort that day, his grief was completely the grief of an ordinary father who lost his beloved son; but tonight, the middle-aged man opposite the young prince in the Heroic Spirit Monument has another temperament.

Ryan saluted him back.

"He followed me, but I didn't protect him."

Jiang Sheng shook his head: "As you said, this is a clear choice. If you want to blame me, you can only blame my irresponsible father, who left him alone and made him suffer a lot."

The white monuments on both sides are like snow-covered pine forests. The crown prince stood there and chatted with the mecha for a while.

Jiang Sheng said with emotion, in fact, he also considered Jiang Jianming's placement before his long trip... But the child's three views of personality are really not in line with ordinary people.

A disabled child who is keen to read war history with mechas every day, where can he find a suitable adoptive family in the short term?

Jiang Jianming is precocious and precocious, it is better to let him be free rather than let the adults who can't understand him take care of him in the name of guardian.

I just didn't expect that this child went directly to the Kaios Military Academy in the imperial capital...

"When the leader entrusted Mingming to me, I knew that this child must be extraordinary. It's just that in those years, I took him, just like the most ordinary father and son, I..."

Jiang Sheng said with a wry smile, his curved eyes turned into a pair of candle lights, and soon the fine lines at the corners of his eyes were soaked again.

"I once thought about asking the leader of the child's identity, but now I feel it's okay not to listen... If I should know, I will always know in the future."

"Now he is a hero of the empire. There are so many people sending him off before he leaves, so he must be satisfied... Your Highness?"

Jiang Sheng murmured, "That child is easy to be content with."

Are you satisfied?

Ryan's eyes were a little hazy.

But these reputations or love came a step too late. Jiang couldn't see it when he touched the euthanasia medicine, and he can't see it now.

What if you count your past lives?

The heart contracted with excruciating pain. Dawn Yaslan from the previous life... the crown prince pursed his lips and didn't dare to think about it.

He no longer had the desire to continue the conversation, so he left Jiang Sheng and used his authority to open the secret door.

There is nothing special in the secret door.

In a small space on one side, there is a long transparent coffin made of alloy glass.

The smart lights of the two bases are suspended beside the transparent coffin. The light is blue and white, but it looks very soft, like the goodbye snow.

"ginger."

The crown prince walked to the transparent glass coffin and sat down, stroking the glass with his palm.

He said hoarsely: "We will be separated tomorrow, so... come and see you for the last time."

The "remains" in the coffin are still clothed in white cloth, and the white cloth is covered with an extra layer of the national flag. The medals of merit and the badges of the Golden Sun Wheel and the Silver Beidou are pressed on the tassels hanging from the corner of the flag, which are magnificent and solemn.

Ryan pushed open the lid of the coffin, first wrapped the badge with the national flag and stacked it aside, and then uncovered the white cloth.

He saw the brows of the black-haired young man again.

Sylph didn't lie to him, Jiang Jianming's appearance did not change at all, as if he was just sleeping.

The people at the Black Shark Base have performed surgery on him, trying their best to use the existing medical methods to repair this body, and the rest can only wait for a miracle.

"……ginger."

Ryan touched Jiang Jianming's hand, held the cold finger, squeezed the ring on the ring finger, closed his eyes and sighed.

He pulled up that hand and put his forehead on the back of Jiang Jianming's hand, his expression was much more comfortable.

...at least there are people.

Although not alive, but not dead.

Just thinking about the separation in the next few months or even years makes my chest hurt like it's about to split.

The crown prince turned his face to the side, his green eyes staring at the person in the coffin, his eyes flashing in the darkness.

Late night is a time when emotions are out of control. The closer you get, the more unbearable it is, and the more you touch, the more dissatisfied.

He thought that it was the last night anyway, so let's hug him again; he was also afraid that tampering would aggravate the load on this body, what if it got hurt again?

Lean leaned over, stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around Jiang Jianming's neck, and then hesitantly retracted.

He stretched out again, but his fingertips turned halfway, touched the smooth black hair and cold cheeks, and then retracted.

The prince shook his head irritably. He got up, turned his back to the glass coffin and wanted to leave, only after taking four or five steps, he turned back to stare at Jiang Jianming, looked at it for a few seconds, and then walked back silently.

"..."

That does not work.

With a gloomy face, Ryan sat down again leaning against the glass coffin. He opened the wrist phone, took out another chip from his pocket, and inserted it.

After a while, there was rustling white noise in the dark room. What appears on the screen is the inside of the cockpit of the medical mech.

All the data in that mecha, he had already copied a copy and put it here, naturally including monitoring.

He still felt he should take a look.

In the video, a figure sits in the driver's seat. At this time, Jiang Jianming was still wearing the blood-stained Yin Beidou military uniform, his expression was calm, and he could not see the slightest difference.

He nodded to the soldiers next to him, and declined the suggestion of his companions. With a push of the joystick, the mecha flew out of the starship along the slide.

"..."

The gleam of the image reflected in Lean's eyes, and his voice was gloomy: "His Royal Highness Jiang, if these soldiers leave any psychological shadows, are you responsible?"

The dark room was silent, and the sleeping man did not respond.

The sound of the battlefield became quieter, and the mecha drove into the silent Heroic Spirit Monument.

Jiang Jianming stopped the medical mecha and put the unconscious Crown Prince into the treatment cabin.

"Aren't you very skilled at giving yourself a sobriety needle? If you wake me up at this time, I can still give you the last ride."

Ryan frowned and tapped the glass coffin with his fingers: "So you see, it's entirely your own problem to torment yourself so miserably."

"right?"

Inside the glass coffin is quiet.

There was movement in the surveillance video, and the disabled man vomited blood again.

"It's all you..."

The crown prince closed his eyes, pulled up an arm of the body, and buried his face in the cold palm, "...torture me."

The dark room isolates the outside world, and on the floor illuminated by the lights, the images of the two people are frozen and no longer move, as if time has stood still.

But it's just as if the Suihe River runs at a constant frequency for a long time, and will not stop for anyone's love or hate.

click.

The invisible second hand moved forward one second.

...

The first fortress, the general's office is still lit.

"In the future, the little Your Excellency is gone, and the General will pay more attention to His Royal Highness Le'an."

Sylph sat opposite Xie Yuduo, her pale hair and blue eyes reflected in the light.

"His Royal Highness has destructive power and an unyielding will to fight. But emotionally, I don't think he is a very strong type."

"Perhaps he won't admit it, and he won't allow himself to show weakness in front of outsiders. But His Royal Highness is really not good at regulating emotions. Once he suppresses too much, he may have an accident one day."

Xie Yuduo's expression was complicated: "Understood, Xiaguan has deeply realized it in the past few days."

Sylph whispered: "Your Highness is still close to you after all. If the Major General can persuade him, he will persuade him more. If there is any troublesome situation, please contact the base at any time."

click.

Second second.

...

Beta Alien, the second fortress.

"Hello, I'm Diana Lance, a researcher at the Black Shark Base, and the person in charge of Matrix 002."

"Because the 001 Matrix - that is, Jiang Jianming - has some abnormalities, I am hereby contacting you urgently."

In the bedroom, Yuan Nagasawa looked in panic at the beautiful female researcher opposite the communication, "What's wrong with His Highness Jiang!?"

"Isn't the front line a victory, he was injured, or his condition deteriorated-"

Suddenly, the original Nagasawa realized, and screamed, "Wait, His Royal Highness Jiang is also a conscious projection!?"

Diana: "Many things are hard to say and explain. Jiang is indeed the base... The chief just told me."

The original Nagasawa straightened up eagerly: "Then, the base is contacting me now, is there anything I can do?"

"Yeah, there is."

The female researcher whispered, "First, His Majesty the Emperor will reveal the truth to the public in three days. Now that Jiang is gone, you are the support of the Amorphous Race. We need you to cooperate with the Empire to complete some reassurance, Work that inspires people.”

"Of course!"

"Second, there was a new progress in the Matrix plan a few days ago. Next, I will use your original body to carry out further experiments. Don't worry, it may cause some discomfort, but safety can be guaranteed."

"I understand, there's nothing wrong with that."

"The last point, the army of the White Bird Expedition will definitely hit the Crystal Nest in the future."

"At that time, we needed at least one crystalless human to accompany the team to observe whether the crystallized human and the crystalless human had different reactions when they stepped into the crystal nest."

Yuan Nagasawa was stunned for a moment.

"I understand."

He lowered his face and whispered in a trance: "Originally, this responsibility was intended to be handed over to His Highness Jiang, but something happened to His Highness, so I can only... replace it, right?"

Diana blinked her blue eyes: "If my brother was still here, she would definitely be able to, but unfortunately she's not here anymore... Your Excellency, can you do it?"

"I"

The original Nagasawa swallowed his saliva.

He clenched his fists and his expression became firm, "Of course, I can do it."

click.

Third second.

...

The starships of the Lava Pirates travel through the universe.

"Really, the Alpha Alien battlefield, the fortress recapture battle... The empire won."

After listening to the report below, Young Master Lava held his forehead with his fist and looked blankly at the vast universe outside the starship.

"Old Heiyang, do you want to see your son?"

"Think." The tall bronze-skinned man scratched his scalp, and said in an authentic voice, "But the old Heiyang doesn't want to betray the boss."

"..."

Chilong was silent for a long time.

It is not that he cannot see the torrent of the times. The empire has almost unified all mankind and is prospering day by day.

In the future, there will be fewer and fewer people willing to join the pirate group, and more and more people will hate the pirate group. The future of lava is destined to have only two paths, surrender or perish.

And the longer it drags on, the greater the probability of perishing.

Now the crippled human surnamed Jiang is willing to lower his stance and make peace with the lava, because the first enemy of the empire is the crystal religion and crystal particles.

When the Empire completely wipes out the Crystal Cult and then conquers the Crystal Nest, who wants to sit down with your pirate group and negotiate the terms?

but……

"No," Chilong gritted his teeth and muttered to himself, "The lava will never make peace with the Empire...forever."

He stood up and closed the light brain in front of him. Two messages are being displayed on the screen.

One is from the Empire's Announcement, and the other is from the Crystal Sect Archbishop Gaius. But the next second the screen went dark, and it was impossible to tell what was written.

"Respond to the Crystal Cult, and Lava believes in them one last time."

click-

Another second passed.

...

The dark room at the base of the Heroic Spirit Monument is still quiet, isolating the undercurrent from the outside world.

Until a new second arrives.

Surveillance images have come to an inevitable node.

"Lean."

A weak call shattered the silence. The crown prince, who had closed his eyes and leaned against the coffin, suddenly opened his eyes and bounced like an electric shock—

Boom!

The action was so violent that the half-opened glass coffin lid was brought down, and it hit the ground with a loud noise.

"ginger!?"

In an instant, the prince turned back, and a surprise light appeared on his face, "You wake up..."

- The voice suddenly stagnated.

Inside the glass coffin, Jiang Jianming was still lying on the spot with his eyes closed. The corpse didn't even vibrate an eyelash, and there was no sign of recovery at all.

For about two seconds, Ryan couldn't understand what was going on.

Obviously just now, he heard Jiang Jianming calling him?

Lean stared blankly at the body for a while, before realizing that Jiang Jianming hadn't woken up, but the voice just now wasn't a hallucination.

It comes from the player of the wrist phone.

"Your Highness."

Again.

Ryan turned his head slowly, his eyes shifted from the glass coffin to the video screen.

His demeanor seemed to be frozen, and the blood faded from his cheeks little by little.

In the surveillance video, the black-haired young man left the driver's seat at an unknown time and knelt beside the treatment cabin.

He was as thin as a rhizome that was folded in the cold wind.

Ryan was horrified.

He stretched out his palm, but his fingertips passed through the phantom in vain, unable to support his lover who was kneeling in the cold.

Jiang Jianming was dying, and the surveillance video could clearly see it. His pupils were completely dilated, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't focus. His eyelids closed drowsily countless times, and then opened a faint gap.

Every breath he took had to open his mouth hard, and just listening to it made one feel suffocated. Because of the blood loss and the cold, there was a distinct vibrato in his panting, and occasionally he could hear his teeth clattering weakly.

Before dying, in the darkness and the cold, the injured and sick man pushed open the treatment cabin door.

In this state, he repeatedly called "His Royal Highness", but his voice was not loud; he felt aggrieved to touch the sleeping prince in the treatment cabin, but his movements were too light to even push.

The light didn't go out, but it was suddenly dark in front of him.

Ryan felt the world spinning.

"Jiang," he turned back to look at the glass coffin, then turned to look at the surveillance camera, and whispered nervously, "You called me...you, you called me?"

Nerves all over his body seemed to be burned. The walls on all sides were twisted, and only the surveillance image in front of him was clear.

It turned out that Jiang Jianming called and touched him before he died, but he did not answer.

So no one is responding to him now, is that so?

"Your Highness...you wake up..."

Ryan's knees softened, and he held on to the corner of the glass coffin before standing firm.

He trembled: "I'm here, I'm listening...don't, don't..."

Don't be sad, don't be like that.

Don't be afraid, you won't die, Sylph said you'll be fine because I'm protecting you.

You're just too tired and need a relaxing sleep. When you wake up, you will have everything you want. so……

Ryan stared blankly at the screen. Come on, keep talking. I'm listening now, whatever you want... I can give it to you later.

But Jiang Jianming didn't say anything. His fingers twirled gently in the medical fluid, making a pitiful sound of water. He was so tired that he could only rest his face on the cold metal edge of the chamber, and there was no light in his blind eyes.

His Highness had no way of knowing what Jiang Jianming wanted in the end.

after.

Ryan suddenly realized how absurd the word was.

The leader said that Dawn Aslan's original body was even weaker than the base body. In that era when drugs were backward and alien creatures were rampant, how hard would a disabled human be to live?

Even after his death, the commander-in-chief has few photos and images, and no one knows his real race and name, let alone the affection between him and the emperor.

Therefore, there is the base 001 of consciousness projection.

Jiang Jianming's "later" has already spent his whole life.

"Lei..."

In the surveillance, the dying human beings can no longer make any sound.

After repeatedly calling for the lover who was destined to be inaudible, Jiang Jianming finally couldn't help choking and bowing his head, the water flashed, and the tears fell silently.

He didn't even want to cry, he just let his black eyes wet with tears and breathed hard between his thin lips.

"I'm...don't cry, I'm..."

Ryan murmured faintly. The cold wind of the fortress roared from every pore, and the white light of dawn a few days ago stretched out its minions from the memory, drowning the vision.

Is it enough, don't you owe it?

He was afraid of the dark, but died in the dark night.

He was afraid of the cold, but died in the wind and snow.

He was plagued by injuries, his mind and body were drained to the limit, and it was very difficult at the end.

He failed to see tomorrow's victory, and shed an unknown tear before he died.

When he died alone, he failed to answer even a single call from him.

And the separation is coming, and when he wakes up in the future, he can't be by his side...!

How long will it be like this, how many times to suffer, how many times to fail! ?

There is a limit to the number of projections a person can withstand. ?

In other words, can Jiang Jianming really wake up again?

When the memory of the base body merges with the memory of the original body, will he be disappointed or hopeless in the face of repeated tragic endings?

if……

Jiang Jianming doesn't want to have any more future?

Ryan looked up blankly. Every beat of the heart is accompanied by excruciating pain. It was so painful to die that couldn't take it for another second.

His fingers were unconsciously embedded in his heart, and the fingertips turned into sharp crystal bones. The blood slowly seeped out and fell drop by drop on his feet.

Unless you take this thing away and take it out...

All right, Lean thought.

If Jiang Jianming can have a truly happy future, his heart can also be taken away.

But during the monitoring, Jiang Jianming actually calmed down.

He gropedly closed the treatment cabin and moved back into the driver's seat.

Then he opened the mecha shell with a relieved attitude, and in the falling snow, he reached out to get Anle's injection.

Why, you are obviously not reconciled.

Don't go, you go like this, who will know that you are sad?

"...don't go."

Ryan raised his face absentmindedly, his long platinum hair streaming down the back of his neck like a stream. Crimson-gold crystals appeared in clusters, propping up the drooping hair again.

"I can always..."

Not in the future, he only wants now.

"to be with you."

The first fortress suddenly shook violently.

A batch of paper documents slammed down, Xie Yuduo held the leader with one hand, and pressed the other hand on the desk to prevent himself from falling down.

Looking up again, the Major General took a breath of cold air. saw red-golden crystals spread like spider webs on the floor and walls.

"This real crystal... Little Highness!?"

Sylph's scalp was about to explode: "Something happened."

Xie Yuduo's face turned blue. He raised his wrist and was about to call, but the leader grabbed his wrist: "Give the fortress an order first!"

Sylph gritted her silver teeth and said word by word, "Please make all the soldiers stand by. Your Highness may be in a bad situation. If it's what I think... it must not be seen."

The author has something to say:

Little His Royal Highness is actually the type that is easily broken once it is targeted for abuse.

Jiang: ...I knew would stop screaming...