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    When Fu Que woke up, he found himself lying in the treatment cabin.

    Fu Que hated this feeling very much. Almost instantly when he was awake, his body subconsciously pushed open the door of the treatment cabin and jumped out of the cabin.

    In front of him is a laboratory, with operating tables on three sides, and various instruments are operating in an orderly manner, and the treatment cabin is placed in the middle.

    Fu Que looked around, but had no impression of this laboratory.

    In doubt, there was a sound outside the door, and the silver-white automatic door slowly opened.

    A man appeared behind the door. His black hair was somewhat long, and his dark green pupils were hidden behind gold-rimmed glasses, making it difficult to see the emotion in his eyes clearly.

    I saw the corner of his mouth curved up, a smile that was not a smile: "You are awake, really—"

    can sleep.

    Before he finished speaking, Fu Que moved.

    The next second, the man's abdomen was hit hard, and under the force of the force, he slammed into the wall of the passageway, and a shallow pit was directly smashed out of the specially made metal wall.

    Before he slipped off, Fu Que grabbed him by the neckline and brought it up in front of him, expressionless, "I remember that I'm already dead."

    The man spat blood, obviously in a very passive posture, but his expression was a little more smug, "As you can see, I made you alive again."

    "Why?" Fu Que asked, unconsciously tightening his grip on the other party's neckline, "Since I'm already dead, why do you want me to come back to life?"

    Hearing this, the man's expression also turned from sunny to cloudy, "Yeah, why? Who made you die for so many days, and your mental power has never dissipated. As soon as I passed by, you circled around me. Admit it, it's not that I want to save you, It's your spiritual power that is begging me to save you!"

    "Boom!"

    Fu Que punched the man on the right side of the cheek, knocking his face away.The glasses also flew out, fell to the ground, and shattered into several pieces.

    The man turned his head, and the right side of his face was swollen visibly to the naked eye.

    There was no fear in his eyes, and his dark green pupils were fixed on Fu Que's face, "I advise you to be careful, although your current body is made of the latest bionic material I have researched, Homunculus will not have you after all.The physical body is resistant to building, and if it is damaged, I have to repair it."

    "Boom!"

    Another punch.

    This time, it hit the left side of the man's face, giving him a symmetry.

    Fu Que: "Shut up."

    The man's cheeks were swollen on both sides, and his handsome face turned into a pig's head, but he laughed instead: "Hahaha——General Fu, whether you want it or not, you have returned."

    If you want to ask who Fu Que is, every federal person will give a unified answer.

    She is the hero of the federation, the morning star of the federation.

    Every battle Fu Que participated in was the focus of military academy research and analysis, and was repeatedly mentioned as a classic textbook.

    It is the heart of every military cadet.

    The federal history books alone contain ten pages of Fu Que's life.

    But among these experiences, there are two that are most earth-shattering.

    One is that when the Interstellar Empire was still at its peak, Fu Qin once broke into the heavily guarded celebration live broadcast site, beheaded the emperor of the empire, and exposed the fact that the imperial family had been eroded and mutated by the Zerg in front of everyone in the interstellar.The first big banner against the imperial family was raised.

    Second, when the Interstellar Empire was in decline, Fu Que stopped the controlled 300,000 Imperial Army with one person and one mecha, buying enough time for the Federal Army to encircle and suppress the remnants of the Imperial Royal Family.

    There are very few images left of this battle, because no one walked out of that battlefield alive, and everything was blown to ashes, including Fu Que himself.

    It's just that Fu Que didn't expect that he would be dragged back even after he died.

    And the instigator who made Fu Que into Homunculus forcibly resurrected was Zhou Xu.

    Fu Que and Zhou Xu met in the slums when they were young. They are both enemies and friends, and they still dislike each other after many years of cooperation.

    Unlike Fu Que, Zhou Xu is a complete scientific lunatic. He once used himself to test medicine for research, resulting in a physique that is different from ordinary people.

    Two punches are nothing to him at all.

    So the mouth is also extremely poisonous.

    In Fu Que's words, this person deserves a beating.

    Just as the two were confronting each other with swords drawn, news came from Zhou Xu's optical brain.

    Fu Que let go of his hand and took a step back.

    Zhou Xu straightened his crooked collar before checking the optical brain information.

    But after reading it, he frowned.

    "What's wrong?" Fu Que asked.

    Zhou Xu's complexion was very bad, he could still laugh when he was beaten just now, but now he has a stinky face, as if he was owed eight million.

    "Song Tingyun is here," he said, "I want to see you by name."

    "Me?" Fu Que pointed at himself, "How did he know I was alive? You told him?"

    "Fart!" Zhou Xu uttered a rare swear word, "This guy is amazing now, he dares to plant eyeliner in my research institute."

    Seeing Fu Que's doubts, Zhou Xu explained in a strange way: "By the way, you don't know yet, right? Not long after your death, the empire fell, and our federal army won the final victory. Song Tingyun is now the marshal."

    After explaining, Zhou Xu habitually said bad things about Song Tingyun: "It's fine to beat me up, my lord doesn't care about you a lot, but with Song Tingyun's petite temper, you can beat me up now, be careful!"A charge of killing the marshal, and I will send you on your way."

    Fu Que understood Song Tingyun's personality, but he only thought that Zhou Xu was talking nonsense, and didn't listen to a single word in the second half.

    Seeing that Fu Que refused to enter, Zhou Xu's face became even more stinky, "Come on, I'll take you to your room, you change your clothes first, Song Tingyun will let him wait."

    Fu Que had already had enough of stickiness, nodded and followed.

    On the way to the room, Zhou Xu and Fu Que briefly talked about the current situation.

    It has been more than twenty years since Fu Que died in battle, and all the remnants of the imperial family have been killed.After the establishment of the Federation, several rounds of large-scale screenings were carried out on the entire interstellar population. After confirming that there were no Zerg mutants in the Federation, the post-war reconstruction work began.

    As of now, the Federation is fully on the right track, and the people live and work in peace and contentment.

    Just as they yearned for back then.

    In this regard, Fu Que only said "Oh" and did not express any opinion.

    Except for the fury at the beginning when she knew that Zhou Xu revived her against her will, she calmly accepted everything else.

    When he reached the door of the room, Zhou Xu folded his arms and leaned against the door frame: "The layout inside is similar to your previous room, you should be able to find everything anywhere, I will wait for you outside the door, if you want to take a shower and change clothes, I will alsodo not mind."

    Fu Que glanced at him, "You don't need to wait for me."

    With that said, Fu Que walked into the room and prepared to close the door.

    "Wait," Zhou Xu hurried to the door of the house, took out a black bracelet from his pocket before Fu Que had an attack, and threw it over, "Here, your optical brain was blown to ashes just like yours, but luckily the data is still there.", I re-imported it into Xinguang’s brain for you, thank you.”

    Fu Que took the optical brain, and closed the door forcefully, leaving Zhou Xu's unbeaten face outside the room.

    The furnishings in the house were indeed similar to her previous bedroom, it was very simple, with only a bed, a wardrobe, and a matching bathroom.

    Fu Que opened the closet, and the clothes inside were similar to her previous dressing habits, all of which were light and easy to move around.

    She took a sweater and processed trousers, went into the bathroom, took a quick cold shower, and learned more about the current situation of the Federation through the optical brain.

    In the interstellar era where the average lifespan of a person has reached 500 years, twenty years is not a long time, not even leaving a mark on Zhou Xu's face.

    So Fu Que didn't have any idea about the time of 20 years before. It wasn't until he learned about it through the optical brain that he realized that 20 years can really change a lot of things.

    In the end, it only took Fu Que ten minutes to pack himself up.

    Before going out, she passed the mirror in front of the sink, and glanced at herself inside.

    Black natural curls hang fluffy on the sides, and above the pale cheeks are a pair of black eyes that seem to be able to swallow light.

    The whole face was bloodless and looked malnourished.

    It was Fu Que's face.

    Having the same face at least saves her the time to get used to it.

    Thinking this way, Fu Que walked out the door and found Zhou Xu still standing at the door.

    He has changed to a new pair of glasses.

    Seeing that Fu Que had packed up, Zhou Xu turned off the optical brain in his hand and raised his chin, "Let's go."

    Fu Que followed in silence.

    Song Tingyun is in the living room on the first floor of the research institute.

    When Fu Que and Zhou Xu went downstairs, they met many researchers in the institute. Everyone gasped at Zhou Xu's bruised nose and swollen face. They were curious and afraid to ask because of Zhou Xu's intimidation, so they just looked at each other.Pretend not to see.

    In the living room, Song Tingyun was drinking tea.

    He was wearing casual clothes, and his short dark brown hair was perfectly fixed where he should be, without any mess. He looked more like a scholar than a general, rather than a general.

    Seeing the two people enter the room, Song Tingyun put down his teacup and stood up, his blue eyes were clear and bright.

    He ignored Zhou Xu who was walking in front, and looked straight at Fu Que, with emotions in his eyes: "Long time no see."

    "Long time no see." Fu Que said, unceremoniously sitting on the single sofa beside her.

    Zhou Xu, who was ignored, pushed his glasses, trying to find a sense of presence: "Master Marshal is so busy on weekdays, but today he has time."

    Only then did Song Tingyun look at Zhou Xu.

    He didn't react extraneously to Zhou Xu's bruised face, obviously he was used to Zhou Xu being violently beaten.

    "I'm here to find Fu Que." Song Tingyun said.

    Zhou Xu just sat down on the sofa on the other side when he heard that he was a Byakugan, "That's right, Marshal has all eyes and hands, you can know everything that happens in my little research institute."

    Facing Zhou Xu's yin and yang strangeness, Song Tingyun only smiled and replied, "Each to each other."

    Seeing that Zhou Xu wanted to mock him again, Fu Que couldn't stand it any longer, and asked Song Tingyun, "So why did you ask me?"

    "Tch." After being interrupted, Zhou Xu's expression became even worse, and he simply turned his face away.

    Song Tingyun's expression didn't change. He took out the things that had been kept in the side pockets of the windbreaker and showed them to Fu Que, "I'll return them to their original owners."

    In Song Tingyun's hand was a prismatic pendant, which glowed cold and white under the light, like a sharp blade waiting to come out of the body.

    Fu Que had a rare mood swing. The moment he saw the pendant, he stood up from the sofa, "Bai Hao! Didn't it explode? Why are you here?"

    Bai Hao is Fu Que's mecha. At the last moment of that battle, Fu Que knew that he could not leave alive, so he went deep into the enemy army and started Bai Hao's self-destruct procedure. She and Bai Hao also blew up in this battle..

    Before Song Tingyun could answer, Zhou Xu who was on the side said unwillingly, "You were also blown to pieces, and I can put them back together. Bai Hao is much better than you."

    Fu Que ignored him and just looked at Song Tingyun.

    "After the battle, we salvaged for several days and found the core of Bai Hao. Fortunately, the core was not damaged. This is the restored Bai Hao according to the drawings. It has been waiting for its owner." Song Tingyun said.Pass the pendant to Fu Que.

    Fu Que held the pendant and stimulated her mental power, and the familiar coherent fluctuations came from her palm, and she was directly connected to Bai Hao's main control core.

    Bai Hao's voice sounded in Fu Que's mind: "General, welcome back."

    The long-lost voice made Fu Que's heart drop back to the ground.

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