Chapter 207 The residual fire still does not go out (6)

That day became Andrew's nightmare.

When the red-gold crystal bone grabbed his neck and smashed his head onto the white marble floor tiles in front of the palace, everyone, including the guards, failed to react.

Kaios still sat on the spot, propping his cheek with one hand.

The crystal bone extended from his other wrist, carrying the new emperor, and smashing it on the ground frequently.

not interesting.

The little monster finds it boring.

Whether it's Andrew's screams, scolding and begging for mercy, or the guards who all show their guns but shy away, or the funny scene where the waiter wants to run for help, but is stopped halfway by Andrew madly——

Oh, he didn't do anything special either. He just took off the emperor's trousers and exposed his white buttocks to everyone.

As for the great new emperor who would rather die than let others see his ass, isn't that the emperor's own problem?

Kaios hooked his lips again, Odin's son was so useless that he didn't even have the interest to play.

"Say the research purpose of the gray owl laboratory, and I will let you go."

"Sedative!" Andrew cried out in tears immediately, "I want to use you to develop a medicine that suppresses crystal particles, this, this is a big project for the benefit of all mankind, as long as you succeed, you will be remembered in history— -what!!"

The red gold crystal bone buckled Andrew's fat face into the floor tile, and then slowly released it.

Kaios stood up, patted his dress, and left indifferently without looking back.

The group of people behind them didn't know what to do, so they had to rescue the fainted new emperor first, and the army was in chaos.

That night, the furious Emperor Andrew smashed all the precious porcelain vases and jades in his bedroom, and executed all the waiters and guards who had seen his ugliness. More than that.

And Kaios returned to his room. His Highness didn't like strangers, so his bedroom was empty and deserted.

The boy sat on the luxuriously decorated big bed, thinking about the future.

Although he beat the bare-ass emperor unconscious in the daytime, the little prince was actually very sober in his heart.

He knew the power and temptation of imperial power. The outbreak of conflict was doomed from the death of Odin - Odin II would not tolerate such a threat as he continued to be presumptuous, and he could not surrender.

From now on, he can't eat at will, maybe there is a drug mixed in it; he can't sleep at any time, there may be a lurking killer; he can't do anything, touch anything, anything can become a trap.

One wrong step and he'll be locked back in the lab. With Andrew's temperament, maybe he will be made into a foolish human being, and become a human experimental body for life.

This is the power of monarchy.

When the stars shone all over the bed, Kaios remembered an afternoon more than two months ago, when he sat with Odin in the rose garden in the backyard of the palace.

Under the breeze of the winter sun, the decayed old emperor swayed a glass of bloody red wine, looked at the sky in the distance, and seemed to ask him casually, "Boy, do you want to be the emperor of this empire?"

He shook his head, and Odin hummed and said with a smile, "I knew it."

The next day, the Great Emperor passed on to Crown Prince Andrew Odin.

Thinking about it now, Kaios had no reason to think that if he nodded at that moment, the old emperor might really be willing to give his empire to him.

Think beautiful. The young prince sneered and said to himself: He kept himself locked in the laboratory since he was a child, and now he still wants to be the emperor for his ineffective eldest son, working hard all his life to maintain the empire?

He was planning the greatest revenge.

Not only to Odin, to Andrew, to the Grey Owl Lab... but also to all the ignorant humans who think they can control him.

He likes to do unexpected things, like to break the shackles that try to restrain him, like to see the faces of those who think highly of themselves change greatly, kneeling and crying in front of him.

He's a bit of a bad little monster.

Kaios got up in his clothes. He walked to the palace's private starship storehouse alone without a weapon or an entourage.

The princes and princesses will have their own advanced folding mechas, as well as small starships dedicated to the royal family.

He drove out his own starship.

At the beginning of the 51st year of the Old Emperor Calendar, Jiang Jianming's body was too weak to go out in the cold winter.

Even though Lin Ge piled all the clothes, quilts and blankets on him, he couldn't stop shaking from the cold.

Various symptoms came up like demons, and he began to cough up blood, vomit, and have difficulty breathing.

The pain changed from intermittent to continuous, ordinary painkillers didn't work at all, and better medicines...the wild area couldn't get it.

Ordinary chronic crystal disorder patients have reached this stage, or at an earlier time, they have already begun to think about their aftermath.

Jiang Jianming refused to die. At this point, he is still trying to maintain his "normal" life with Lin Ge.

During the day, Lin Ge had to go out to make a living. When she came back at night, she would often see dinner already ready and simmering on the stove.

If it's a little scarier, maybe you can see the cook fell to the ground, don't know how long he passed out, and there was a pool of vomited blood around.

When he was in a better condition, Jiang Jianming hid in the cubicle, holding the blade with his trembling hands, slashing his own flesh and plucking his own bones.

The thin body was covered with new and old scars, and there were ugly sutures everywhere.

Lin Ge was tortured by him to the point of going insane.

Jiang Jianming coaxed her helplessly, reaching out to rub her hair.

The little girl stumbled back a long way, stamped her feet and shouted at Jiang Jianming, "Don't touch the old lady, the old lady hates you to death!"

Jiang Jianming: "It's alright, just touch it, it won't hurt without force."

"Who cares if you hurt or not!"

Lin Ge jumped even more, and his roar became even more fierce: "You—can't you give my mother a quick death? Other chronic crystal disorder patients will die early and be relieved, why is it different from you! Why do you think You are different!"

Jiang Jianming actually didn't feel that he was different.

He knew best how ordinary and powerless he was.

Just feel sorry and unwilling.

Change is not doomed to happen overnight, he thought.

Especially in places like the wild. It's like trying to light a fire in the wind and snow in the cold winter, even if it persists for ten years, twenty years, a lifetime...it may not be able to bear fruit.

Now he was dying, and Lin Ge was still too immature. Be it a silly elder sister or a teenager in front of the bonfire, it will only take a year and a half to be forgotten by people, and all the efforts and expectations of my mother and him will be in vain.

Deep winter season.

One day, Lin Ge rushed in with a full body of snow.

"Dawn... Dawn!"

Her nose was blue and her face was swollen, and her clothes were dirty and painted, obviously coming back from a fight with someone.

But there was a rare smile on that face, even though there was a haze of complicated emotions in the bottom of the curved right eye.

She patted the snow on her body, took something out of her bag as if offering a treasure, and carefully held it in front of Jiang Jianming.

"I found this."

Lin Ge asked nervously, exhaling the white mist, "Look, is this what you said, 'the fruit of the tree of knowledge of good and evil'?"

It was a round, bright red fruit.

There is no rot or mold, it has not been eaten, and even the peel is not damaged.

In the eyes of the poor in the wild, the legendary "artwork" is probably like this.

Jiang Jianming laughed: "...it's an apple."

Lin Ge also smiled slightly, she lowered her eyelashes, suddenly took two steps forward, and lowered her head into Jiang Jianming's chest.

She stuffed this "separation of good and evil" into Jiang Jianming's hand, with a nasal voice, she whispered: "This is the best thing in this month's spaceship garbage, many people are robbing it, but I said to take it. It was brought to you, and several new humans stopped silently before I could bring it back."

There was a hint of surprise in Jiang Jianming's eyes, "Really?"

Lin Ge nodded vigorously: "Look, now your wish has been fulfilled. You taught the bad guys to repay the favor, at least a few."

"so……"

She whispered, "You eat this fruit and die, okay?"

Jiang Jianming was silent.

He looked at Lin Ge who was standing in front of him, and suddenly realized that time passed by so quickly.

The girl he picked up was already sixteen years old, and the dirty little garbage had grown into a slim girl.

...Jiang Jianming also knows that when chronic crystal disorder develops to an advanced stage, not all patients will turn into an acute method of death.

Some people became mad and fell to their death, some people were paralyzed and could not take care of themselves and then starved to death, some people died of heart and lung failure, and some people died of pain.

He didn't want to seek death now, but did he really want to endure it to the point where Lin Ge could watch him degenerate into a dead bone?

Like he watched his mother go to hell?

"Jiang, please..."

Lin Ge burst into tears, and hot tears fell on his chest, "You die, okay?"

Jiang Jianming took the apple.

"I'll think about it," he whispered.

Later, Lin Ge recalled this moment, someone like Jiang Jianming, who was extremely soft on the outside and stubborn on the inside, even a little ruthless, could actually say "think about it" for her...

Simply the pinnacle of life.

...

That night, the snow stopped.

Jiang Jianming felt that his body was also in a rare good state, so he said that he should go out alone to calm down and think about it.

He took the apple, put on his cloak, and took out the rusted gun. There is still the bullet left for himself.

He carefully instructed Lin Ge to leave some of the chip-optical brain book manuals and the like left by his mother to the girl.

He stepped on the snow slowly and walked away.

It was a long, long walk, about a few hours.

Finally, Jiang Jianming climbed the highest hill in the area.

The Milky Way is extra bright tonight.

The black-haired boy lowered his eyebrows and rubbed the apple. After a while, he looked up at the vast starry sky again, his expression melancholy, and he breathed softly.

Not reconciled.

How can you be willing?

As long as you give him a little hope...

As long as there is such a way, a direction, and a little bit of hope, he is willing to continue to struggle with life rather than death.

His pale hands grasped the gun at his waist, and repeated the movements of loosening and clenching.

Suddenly, there was a faint rumbling sound in the distance.

Jiang Jianming raised his head subconsciously, the starry sky reflected in his eyes, and a smear of red was crossing the sky.

comet?

No, that is...

At the military starship port in Yongyuan Star City, when a large number of imperial warships took off, it was not yet clear.

What these soldiers wanted to hunt down was the youngest beloved son of the deceased old emperor, His Highness Kaios.

The small starship has sailed out of the second galaxy, speeding at full speed in the direction of the old blue mother star.

In the cockpit, the young prince leaned on the seat, tilted his head with a faint look in his eyes, and let the platinum curls flow on his shoulders.

"Little bastard!"

Across the communication, Andrew laughed wildly at him, "You know you're afraid, right? It's too late, too late!"

"I am Odin II, the whole empire is under my control, you run, I will see where you can run!!"

Behind the new emperor, kneeling in a row are the laboratory staff of the gray owl laboratory.

They all realized that the situation was getting out of control, and banged their heads one by one, begging the emperor to stop provoking the little monster.

"Really?" The beautiful little prince narrowed his eyes, "Then you can come and catch me, Odin II."

Next, it was the turn of the grandest revenge, he thought to himself.

Kaios also knows that even if he kills Andrew, Odin has other princes and princesses, even if he can slaughter all the royal families, there are thousands of soldiers and countless mecha starships of the empire waiting for him.

Died by the imperial power, killed by the imperial soldiers, or returned to the laboratory... can not be said to be a victory.

But here's an easier and more convenient way.

The frequency of crystal chaos is accelerating. If human beings cannot develop a drug to suppress crystal chaos, they will go to extinction step by step in desperation.

Well, as long as you die.

In the next second, the small starship began to spontaneously combust!

Red lights flashed in the cockpit, and the alarm hummed harshly.

Kaios leaned against the driver's seat and burst into a happy laugh.

He looked at the person in charge of the gray owl laboratory who suddenly turned pale and rushed over in a frenzy, and Andrew, who was still sluggish and did not respond to the situation, and found it really interesting.

Little monsters have no concept of life and death. They don't feel how happy it is to live, nor how terrible death is.

It didn't take much of his resolve to die for this amusing and rebellious revenge.

The world of the living is tired of seeing it. He is willing to wade through the galaxy called death and return to the embrace of eternal nothingness.

With a bit of malice, he whispered, "Goodbye."

The small starship blazed with flames and accelerated its descent, crashing into the most desolate part of the old blue mother planet.

Just a second before Kaios closed his eyes, the detection screen in front of the screen flashed.

A red dot appeared on the topographic map indicating a living person.

No matter how the novelists of later generations use gorgeous rhetoric to tell the fateful romance of this moment, or how to describe the ten thousand years between the founding emperors and marshals with delicate words.

When Kaios suddenly flashed in his heart, "How can there be someone here?"——

The small starship has passed through the atmosphere of the old blue home star, and it continues to accelerate its fall.

Therefore, when the wheel of fate is approaching the turning point, there is actually not much time for people to ponder.

And many years later, when the dust of the war falls to the ground and becomes fertile soil to nurture new shoots on the ruins, the White Emerald Palace of the new empire will usher in a fresh night rain.

The golden roses swayed in the cool breeze, and the rain threads entangled the trembling flowers.

"Are you wandering?"

Deep in the palace, the emperor lowered his voice sullenly, pinched the thin line of spine with his fingertips, and bullied the person fiercely.

Immediately there was a trembling choking sound, and the pale fingers tugged at the sheets, shivering non-stop.

The other palm covered it and rubbed it twice as if to soothe.

"Say, what were you thinking about just now?"

Jiang Jianming's usually quiet eyes looked up absentmindedly, and they were already wet, like ink that has been repeatedly ground, "...don't... make trouble, I'm thinking... um, miss you... ah!"

"Do not believe."

The sound of gasping was drowned in the night with the drizzle.

After the night rain stopped, everything was quiet. The bedside lamp was still the usual warm yellow tone, and the emperor leaned against the bedside, holding his lover in his arms with the quilt, still brooding over that little episode.

"...It's not so much a distraction."

Jiang Jianming frowned and closed his eyes half-deadly, and said hoarsely, "Let's talk about a revolving light, Your Majesty. I feel like I'm dying in the middle of the journey, so please reflect on yourself."

Ryan lowered his head and kissed him, then snorted softly, his eyes half-squinting: "So, what the hell are you thinking?"

Jiang Jianming: "I was thinking, why did His Majesty turn around when he saw me on the night we first met."

...

At that moment, inside the burning and falling starship.

What did the little monster see?

Starry sky, mountain tops, withered grass covered with frost, falling fire.

Young brunette in a shabby cloak.

The blazing flames tore out long shadows.

Eyes with hidden waves, pale and thin hands.

The red forbidden fruit in the palm.

Like a picture scroll only in mythology.

"I see you..."

"Seeing you standing alone under the stars, looking up."

Lean grabbed Jiang Jianming's hand, pressed it against his heart, and said in a low voice with a smile, "I don't know why, but it shakes here."

There are only a few seconds left to decide between life and death, and in such a short time, it is too late to fall in love at first sight.

But perhaps, barely enough time to move.

In this world that bored him, there was still such a scene.

If the starship fell according to the original trajectory, this strange black-haired young man would definitely be swallowed up by the explosion.

Like a ghost, the little monster released the accelerator handle that had been fastened, and turned the course. The next second, the heat engulfed him.

A bang.

The starship crashed halfway up the hillside, thick smoke and fire rising into the sky.