246 Marching (3)

That year, the remains of General Yaslan were buried in Vassen.

...of course it's fake.

Jiang Jianming's dormant cell was made into an ice coffin and hidden in the underground darkroom of the White Jade Palace. There are only three people in this world who can open it.

He slept in the water-clear dormant liquid, wearing a marshal's uniform, his chest was covered with the highest standard of honor, surrounded by white chrysanthemums, golden roses and imperial flags.

"You have slept two hundred and twenty-six days, Aslan."

Ryan's fingers stroked the edges and corners of the ice coffin, his eyes darkened, "I am going to build a military academy. I will discuss the details in the council hall tomorrow. Will this make you happy?"

After half a year, Ryan closed his eyes. In the past six months, the pain of his lover's departure has corroded him all the time.

He eagerly collected everything that left traces of Jiang Jianming. First, he returned to the Blue Mother Star and asked Lin Ge to take him to the Z2 wild area. The wild area is no longer what it used to be, and there are no junk spaceships. The emperor found the hillside where they had first met, standing from sunset to dawn.

Went to Wasson's manor again, pushed open the door of the small villa, stroked the things Jiang Jianming had used one by one, put them back where they were, and finally looked at the surveillance.

He saw Jiang Jianming sitting outside the courtyard late at night, looking at the starry sky, stretched out his hand weakly, and retracted it.

In the small screen monitored, Jiang Jianming hugged Seth's neck and muttered in a trance: "...You know, His Majesty once promised me that he would take me to a place farther than the starship."

"But look, I can't go anywhere now."

Ryan watched it several times, and finally succeeded in making himself collapse again, turning into a pool of bloody crystals.

The upper echelons of the empire found that after the commander's departure, Kaios the Great became obviously gloomy.

But on the contrary, the emperor's ruling methods have softened a lot, as if the soul of the person who left was lodged in him.

The empire put down the fight for a short time, and did not even avenge the revenge of the lava thief.

The Great Emperor slowed down and set about rebuilding the blue mother planet, balancing the three galaxies, reforming the old system, enlightening the wisdom of the people, and recuperating.

The scars of the human race are healing. Although it still stumbles, many things are not perfect, but everything is moving in a good direction.

What people don't know is that the emperor secretly visits the commander almost every day and talks to the dormant warehouse.

Later, Kaios liked to sleep in the ground late at night, and he didn't have to move the bed. It was enough to make a floor.

Later, the floor was no longer needed. He wrapped himself in a crystal bone and could sleep.

Sometimes he would lose control of his emotions due to excessive grief. When he lost control, he would crystallize, and it would not hurt anyone, and he would become a mess on the dormant warehouse.

Sylph was terrified and collapsed at first, but he was not surprised when he saw it too much. Instead, he would rush to collect data with research equipment when Laian was in the crystal formation.

Lin Ge crossed his legs beside him, nibbled at the apple, and complained, "...That is to say, is it really good to base scientific development on the pain of others."

Sylph's face was serious: "But the question is, can you still be called a person in this situation, Your Majesty?"

Lin Ge: "It makes sense, I want to withdraw the foreword."

In the summer of the third year of the new emperor's calendar, Kaios Military Academy and Aslan National Library were established one after another.

In the winter of the same year, the first official scientific research base of the new empire, the concept of the Black Shark Base, was also initially established.

In the early spring of the following year, Seth Henry's life was coming to an end.

When the veterinarian suggested easing the old dog, Seth licked the old flyball that no one was playing with.

The emperor was silent for a long time and shook his head.

A few days later, Set slept in the dormant chamber. The small dormant warehouse was sent underground to accompany the founding commander who was sleeping forever.

"Aslan," Lean stroked the ice coffin and whispered, "Don't be afraid, we will all accompany you and won't leave."

In the fifth year of the new emperor's calendar, the newly promulgated imperial code stipulates that new humans and disabled humans, nobles and commoners have the same human rights.

Emperor Kaios personally approved the establishment of the "Imperial Disabled Human Rights Organization". This is the predecessor of the later "Amorphous Race Protection Association".

The new emperor is six years old.

The second interstellar expedition.

The initial opposition was stronger than it was four years ago, mainly because the price of the first expedition was too tragic, and even the word "far interstellar" was demonized.

In addition, now the people are gradually freed from the oppressive atmosphere of the old empire and dare to speak. For a time, the pressure of public opinion was huge.

Someone even said in private angrily, "Is His Majesty the Great Emperor stunned? Why is it that every time he manages the country for a while, he has to rush to the distant stars to ruin his achievements and reputation?"

This kind of guy who insulted the emperor was naturally detained. The emperor was too lazy to care. He suppressed the domestic opposition with his iron and blood, and ordered the prince, Lin Ge, to stay in the imperial capital, and brought the new military commander Chen Hanke and most of the capable generals to go again in person.

- Great victory.

The following year, Kaios returned to the country amid the cheers of the world, not because he had fought enough, but because he felt the soldiers were tired.

Therefore, the emperor simply and rudely changed a group of people, and he only rested for half a month before launching the third sacred battle.

- Another big win.

The seventh year of the new emperor's calendar is a glorious year, and the footprint of mankind has been directly pushed forward by more than half a light-year.

Jin Rilun carried out a large-scale crackdown, and the alien creatures around the border of the empire were expelled; while Yin Beidou opened up the border of the empire, and three planets for the survival of new human beings were discovered, named Alpha, Beta, Omega respectively. .

The emperor ordered that the military fortresses of Yinbeidou be established on these three planets.

The first fortress fights alien creatures, the second fortress intercepts space thieves, and the third fortress, together with the Black Shark base established at the same time, provides resources and technical support for the far interstellar battle. In this way, a distant interstellar offensive and defensive line like an iron wall was built.

This year, the people worshipped their Majesty as a god.

This year, they saw victory, saw the light, and saw the beautiful future that the long-sleeping people had longed for——

"...Why." Sylph's fingers pressed on the light brain.

Cold sweat fell from the tip of her delicate nose, and she murmured: "Why haven't the number of infections and deaths in Jingran dropped...?"

——I also saw the shadows quietly walking in it.

"Isn't it that the number of real crystal mines is enough?"

The automatic door of the research room opened, Kaios strode from behind, reached out and dialed the virtual screen in front of Sylph, making it turn towards him.

His Majesty had just returned from the New Year's banquet. The years had added to the majesty between his brows. Kaios carefully looked at the data and tutted angrily.

"It's like this again... Your calculation was wrong? If there are not enough real crystal ore, the expedition can still be fought."

"not that simple!"

Sylph stood up abruptly and said anxiously: "Even if the speculation at the time was wrong, the number of real crystal mines brought by His Majesty's two expeditions is there, and the popularity of tranquilizers is also there, and the number of patients has not decreased. What's the point of the anti-increase?"

"..."

The emperor did not speak, and Sylph said this.

"Your Majesty, I feel something is wrong."

Sylph's blue eyes were cold and calm, vaguely reminiscent of Commander Aslan's past.

"Think about it, our research is progressing, and the drugs are being upgraded, but the medical level for crystal disorder seems to be stagnant. Isn't it strange?"

"If we are moving forward, but humans and crystal chaos are relatively still, it can only prove..."

Ryan: "Sylph, you won't tell me next, crystal disorder is a disease that will evolve with the progress of human technology?"

Sylph: "It's hard to say right now - my gut wants to nod, but I can't prove it to you. What science needs most is proof."

"I'm trying to recover the residual data of the Grey Owl Laboratory. Grandpa should be researching things related to the crystal chaotic tide. I hope there will be some clues."

Ryan could only nod his head in thought. He took off the dress coat he was attending at the banquet, and let go of his long hair, which was tied into a graceful braid.

When looked up, suddenly caught a glimpse of the fireworks set off outside the window, rising to the horizon, red and purple bright in a ball.

"Ah, fireworks. It's New Year's Eve again."

Sylph sighed.

Ryan walked to the window, put his hands on the edge of the window, and the brilliance outside was reflected in the depths of the cold green eyes.

"I remembered that the commander-in-chief once said to me in the early years that maybe in the New Year's Day many years from now, I will still miss him, but I no longer love him."

He was silent for a long time after speaking, and said with a sigh, "It should be considered as... many years later."

In the eighth year of the new emperor's calendar, the fourth holy battle.

The empire has no resources to worry about, but the emperor's footsteps have not stopped.

Perhaps it was for the unease that "something seemed to be staring at him in the depths of the universe" that lingered in his heart for many years.

Perhaps to fulfill a belated promise to seek out farther than the starship.

The starship has come a long way, and the time span of the fourth expedition is a full three years.

Countless jumps, countless battles. Far from the homeland of mankind, drowned in the sea of ​​darkness.

What is the unknown end? The pioneers of Yin Beidou have set their sights on Nebula countless times with a passionate vision.

Is it the new world?

Is it another transformation of human civilization?

In the eleventh year of the new emperor's calendar, the Yinbeidou expeditionary force was blocked, many vanguard starships were out of control, the soldiers were confused, and the crystal disorder was frequent, and it was even difficult to move forward.

"Your Majesty," the accompanying generals discouraged, "the concentration of crystal particles in the Yuyu area ahead is too high, and the fleet cannot survive."

Kaios stood at the highest point of the bridge with his hands behind his back, his icy face reflected on the porthole glass, as if to merge with the universe.

The general pleaded: "Your Majesty, please let the fleet turn around."

The emperor pondered for a while, then raised his right hand: "The whole ship stops moving and stands by."

Ten minutes later, he personally drove out the White Emerald with Jin Xiaozhi Mian.

Jin Xiao returned after half a month. When Kaios walked out of the cockpit, he was covered in blood, and there were bloody footprints behind him.

The generals who were accompanying him were frightened to the core, and they rushed forward with exclamations.

"—Go away!"

The emperor had a cold expression on his face, and sternly waved away the medical soldiers who were coming to help. The air pressure around him was unprecedentedly terrifying, as if suppressing some monstrous waves. He only gave an order for the fleet to return to the country at full speed, so he locked himself in the command room, and no one was allowed to enter.

The generals looked at each other in dismay. I don't know who unconsciously missed out: "If Commander Aslan is still there..."

If the commander-in-chief is still there, someone will be able to take care of His Majesty.

The next day, Jin Xiaozhi's mecha surveillance video was sent to the Black Shark base.

It was the first time the human interstellar expedition fleet observed the image of the crystal nest - it was like a huge white eyeball hovering in the depths of the universe.

In the same month, the data recovery work of the Grey Owl Lab was completed.

An urgent communication from the Empire reached His Majesty. The face of Sylph on the opposite side was bloodless. She opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, she broke down and burst into tears.

——At the end of the march, is the long-awaited invader.

"Your Majesty has triumphed!"

When the Yin Beidou Interstellar Expedition Corps returned to the DPRK, the good news spread throughout the nine star cities.

On the cool autumn night in Aslan Star City, people walked out of their homes one after another, looking up at the starship across the starry sky, revelling in this magnificent scene.

The little nun who newly converted to the Crystal Sect put her hands together reverently, "It's so beautiful."

She closed her obsidian-like eyes and murmured, "Your Majesty led the heroes of the Yin Beidou back. May the brilliance of crystal particles bless His Majesty and our heroes..."

"That's great. Although His Majesty is brave, it is still dangerous in places like the distant stars. It's better to go home..."

"Isn't it true, my son who is incompetent, I haven't seen him for three years!"

Next to them, two old men were talking ramble. People celebrated, unaware of the shadows hanging over their heads.

That night, the armed starship was moored at Starship Harbor.

Ryan did not return to the White Emerald Palace.

He was wearing plain clothes and a mask, and was walking aimlessly in the Aslan Star City at two in the morning.

There were still many people on the street, the smell of food, and they were celebrating the return of the heroes with lights and laughter all night.

Ryan was expressionless, numbly avoiding the crowd. Unhealed wounds on his body made him groggy. In a trance, it was as if three pairs of eyes stared at him through distant memories.

One pair belonged to Odin, and those were green eyes with violent force; the other pair belonged to Jiang Jianming, those were gentle, calm and firm black eyes.

The last pair are Starry Sky's eyes—no, Crystal Nest's eyes. That snow-white and huge crystal nest, it has been looking at everyone there, but human beings don't know it.

Sylph told him that it would take at least another twenty years before a new generation of more effective tranquilizers was developed.

However, according to the data, in less than three years, a huge tide of crystal chaos will break out in the empire again, which cannot be stopped by a generation of tranquilizers.

At that time, the tragic scene of hell will reappear in the world, dragging this beautiful and stable empire into the abyss of destruction.

"...Jiang, I'm going to lose again."

Lean murmured this sentence, and his heart suddenly felt like Ling Chi, the pain was so painful that it was hard to breathe, and all the lights in front of him were blurred.

He staggered a step, was confused, and panted, "Aren't you coming to scold me or come to save me?"

Saying this sentence, it seems that the heart that has been hard for many years has suddenly softened, and the feeling of powerlessness gurgled out from the gap.

He hadn't cried for many years, but now he thought about it again. He wanted to go back and cry in front of Jiang Jianming's dormant warehouse. He could cry until he turned into a pool of crystals.

But he doesn't go back. For so many years, no matter how embarrassed he was, he never came back in front of Jiang Jianming's dormant warehouse; even if he was tired and wronged, he had to overcome the difficulties, and only in front of his lover, proudly and aggrievedly asked for praise that could not be obtained. and comfort.

Before Jiang Shen fell asleep, he must have fallen asleep dreaming of an infinite bright future. He lost the future of the empire, and was ashamed to cry with the commander-in-chief.

However, now that the human empire has only begun to revive, it is difficult for the fleet to even reach the crystal nest.

He just kept walking, thinking. Those three pairs of eyes have been following him, staring at this little monster born in the laboratory, and at the founding emperor of the human interstellar empire.

Ryan's eyes are getting more and more dizzy, and his limbs are getting heavier and heavier, as if millions of years of human history are pressing on his back, making people unable to breathe.

He really couldn't walk, so he had to barely get to an open park and sit down on a public bench.

He looked up and saw a galaxy in the sky. The stars flickered and disappeared, whispering to him.

The vision gradually dimmed, and Lean simply closed his eyes and let himself fall asleep in the starlight.

...

At dawn, Ryan woke up frozen.

The night before dawn is the coldest, and now it is autumn again. Poor His Majesty the Great Emperor was still injured, and he was even more cold-resistant after losing blood. He was so cold that he wished he could wrap himself in crystal bones.

——Tsk, when go back, will add one to the training regulations for patrol officers. Ryan thought with dark eyes: Lu Yu is a homeless person sleeping on the street, at least cover him with a blanket...

The distant mountain was lit up a little, and the emperor could see clearly that he was in the central square of the imperial capital. A fountain has just been built here, and white pigeons are stocked.

He was a little lost, thinking that soon these peace would collapse, thinking about the race war with no chance of winning.

Just when dawn enveloped the entire central square, suddenly, a group of eight or nine-year-old children came running over.

There are boys and girls among them. They look like civilians, but they are all healthy and agile. They held toy models of starships and mechas in their hands and shouted:

"When I grow up, I'm going to be the Yin Beidou! I'm going on an expedition with His Majesty the Great Emperor—"

"I'll be the boss!"

"Then I'll be the general!"

"Hee hee, silly girl, you are a crippled human being!"

The little girl with braids puffed out her cheeks and said angrily, "Hmph, what happened to the crippled human beings, when I grow up, I will definitely be a powerful crippled human being, and ask you new humans to take a look!"

Several adults passing by laughed. The children made a fuss again, whistled and continued chasing and beating.

Ryan sat dazedly on the bench, and the child ran past and startled the white dove. Birds fly across the blue sky, the sun glints brightly on their wings.

Ryan raised his head to chase after the birds, suddenly closed his eyes, and burst into tears for no reason—

In another twenty years, he thought, the children would grow up.

A new generation of tranquilizers will also be developed.

There must be better weapons, better medicines.

He suddenly thought of Jiang Jianming again, the black-haired boy with disjointed bones standing in the dirty wind of the wild area when he first met, quietly looking up at the starry sky.

He has been unable to understand Jiang Jianming's character for many years, and even thinks that this person may have suffered too much in childhood and has psychological problems. Otherwise, why do you always think about the misty so-called bright future, but refuse to take a look at yourself, who is being engulfed by darkness?

It was only now that he understood that it was such a luxury to have a future; he was finally able to embrace that noble soul, Jiang Jianming's figure reached out to him in the brilliance of the dawn and said

Your Majesty, go further than the starship.

"...Ginger, wait for me."

Ryan stood up. The morning wind blew the edge of his coat as it will blow another man fifty-two years later, "I will keep my promise to you."

This is the early morning of the 11th year of the new emperor's calendar.

The author has something to say:

The chapter name is not wrong, it is the last subtitle before the end of Volume Five.

Will put some jokes in the speech that spoil the atmosphere, such as:

Little Sister: May the brilliance of crystal particles bless our hero...

Crystal particle: mmp

hero: mmp