Chapter 63: Secrets
"Don't be sensational there, I don't believe the big guys can't think of such a simple truth, maybe there is some reason we don't know. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Theresa's words are not unreasonable. Although I still have questions in my mind, I don't think there is any need to delve into this, so I will divert the topic.
When I asked about the history of the Martian Children in the past, I learned that this organization has existed since the independence revolution of the Martian colonies hundreds of years ago.
After several conspiracy subversions, many expansions and rampant expansions, it finally returned to the starting point.
"The Son of Mars, conceived by the Eye of Mars, is the true soul of the Martian people."
Teresa proudly showed me the history of the Martian Child and the tireless struggle of the people here to resist exploitation.
At first, my uncle was worried that I would be disgusted, so he interjected and came in to play a round. Later, perhaps because I realized that I was far more open-minded than I had imagined, I stopped talking.
Teresa seemed to have finally found a gap to release her stress, gushing out everything she knew and what kind of country she wanted to turn Mars into.
In my eyes, that obedient and impulsive little girl has become an innocent and wise idealistic young man.
Many of her views were in line with mine, and the more we talked, the more speculative we became, and the uncle just looked at us happily and didn't interject.
The afternoon passed quickly.
"Ahh Dad, you're really, it's time for me, and I promised Lucy to help her tidy up the kitchen. ”
Maybe it's a familiar relationship, and Teresa's coquettish appearance also looks cute.
"Come on, as long as you don't make trouble, it's too late for Lucy to thank me. It's rare to have a guest at home, you just stay well today, Pei Zhaoping chatted. I'm going to show you how dad cooks. I think back then, I relied on a delicious meal to catch up with the kaolin flower of Proxima Centauri's agency on Mars, otherwise you wouldn't be able to get out. ”
"Dad! Okay, what do you mention her! ”
The kind and delicate girl suddenly became angry. I was also quite surprised by the change in her. It is said that the child's face is cloudy, and it is indeed best to describe her.
"Why can't you mention her, she's your mother! The woman who gave you life, now you can't even mention it, you ungrateful thing. ”
"What about giving me life! Why don't you let me be born! I've been looked down on since I was a child.,I've always been called the daughter of the ghost.,Before you gave birth to me, did you think about my feelings! I've been scolded all day long, how can you let me live! ”
The old man lamented, the daughter wept, and the peaceful atmosphere dissipated in an instant.
I can roughly guess why Teresa usually acts so aggressively.
She is so that she can have normal interactions with her partners and be able to raise her head and be a person.
I tried to comfort the two of them, but I couldn't find the right words, so I had to give up.
"I still have something to do, so I'm not going to eat at home."
Teresa kept a straight face, made a blunt excuse and left.
The uncle had a sad look on his face, and he wanted to say something to save him, but in the end he could only watch his daughter rush out of the door.
“…… Please don't blame her, I can understand her difficulties among her peers, and if you don't want to become obscene and autistic, perverse and violent may be the only solution. ”
I don't know why I said this to my uncle. The old man, who was a lot of old people at this time, was in tears, clapping my hands, and everything was silent.
Finally I had dinner at Teresa's house. Uncle's craftsmanship is really good, even if the atmosphere is gloomy, I still eat until I burp.
Uncle and Teresa are worthy of being father and daughter. After finding the object of confiding in his depression, the nagging was no less than that of Davis.
He told me how he was dissolute as a young man, and how he saw marriage and family as a daunting path. After meeting her mother, she was just having fun at first, but she didn't expect it to be out of control. The two fell in love with each other without hesitation, broke through all kinds of obstacles and finally had the crystallization of love.
Curious about the Proxima Centauri in my uncle's mouth, I asked him if the social structure of Proxima Centauri was purely militarized.
The uncle shook his head, he wondered why I had such doubts.
I didn't hide it, I told the story of the blonde girl, the underage soldier and the female soldier encountered in the battle, as well as the big man captives, and the war between the machine civilization and the Proxima Centauri.
These things were like boulders weighing on my mind for a long time.
Several times I talked to someone, but I was ridiculed as my mother-in-law. Until Team Nguyen reminded me that if this kind of topic was heard by the internal affairs forces, it was likely that I would be imprisoned as a sympathizer of the devil.
The topics and questions I had been talking about had been buried in my mind and I had never spoken to anyone else.
In this battle, underage ghost soldiers and female soldiers were found. The pressure on my heart is getting bigger and bigger, and the pain that I can't vent is becoming more and more obvious. Because of this, I have the feeling of sympathy with my uncle.
Uncle listened quietly to what I had to say. The expression is more solemn.
"Because of Lisa's connections, I still know Proxima Centauri very well, at least in the years she was alive, they didn't have a problem with child soldiers, and women didn't have women in the military. According to their culture, women were mainly engaged in cultural, educational, medical, and managerial work, and war was an exclusively men's business. ”
What the uncle said, I think is quite credible. There was no need for him to lie to me, and his lover was once a diplomat on Proxima Centauri, and he was at a level that would surely be able to answer my questions.
We stopped communicating for the time being.
I've looked down at all the information I've gotten so far, as well as the anomalies in Proxima Centauri's movements.
Uncle didn't bother me very interestingly.
In the swaying of the flames of the stove, the shadows of the two of us were pulled by the elder.
Bit by bit of information was extracted and refined in my mind, and finally some conclusions were formed and stored in the main consciousness. What I did was to summarize and re-analyze the conclusions of this article, and finally conclude a clear conclusion.
Separated from the shallow consciousness and converging into meaningful content, when the result appeared on the level of the main consciousness, the shock turned into an invisible wave, which shocked my spirit and left me speechless for a long time.
Faced with the uncle's inquiring expression, it took me a while before I came to the conclusion of my speculation.
"I think Proxima Centauri's war with machine civilization is real. They have been hit so hard in the war that they have reached the point where they want to send children and women to war. According to the captive, the host star of the machine civilization is in the Wolf field, in the opposite direction of the solar system and Proxima Centauri. Why should they open a second battlefield when they lost the war on the one hand? It's confusing. ”
"What if they're desperate?"
"What?"
I couldn't keep up with my uncle's train of thought for a while. The brain has begun to swell due to the transition to use, and even produces sleepiness.
I looked at my uncle with a strong spirit, and I always felt that he had more information, but he didn't tell me.
"I'll tell you the truth, the war between Proxima Centauri and Wolff has been going on for a long time. This is not a war for the distribution of interests, or political status. The purpose of machine civilization is fundamentally to exterminate human beings. So when you told me that Proxima Centauri had lost the war, my first reaction was that they had been pushed to the brink of extinction. ”
The uncle sighed and shook his head helplessly and sadly.
"I know you hate them and can't forgive them for slaughtering hundreds of millions of their fellow citizens. But they are Lisa's people after all, and allow me to observe a moment of silence for them. I really didn't expect that more than ten years later, I would see their destruction with my own eyes. ”
"So, you mean, it's the remnants of Proxima Centauri who are fighting against us right now?"
The uncle nodded wordlessly.
I'm tempted to ask him, is the solar system so vulnerable compared to its neighbors that it can't even deal with a pack of lost dogs?
Seeing his lonely expression, I still couldn't help but not say what was in my heart.
The uncle seemed to be stuck in a memory, and did not say a word, not even responding to my resignation to him.
I left Teresa's house with mixed feelings.
My mind was full of things about the causes of this war and machine civilization.
After killing Proxima Centauri, what will happen to machine civilization next? Will they point the finger at the solar system? Or will the defeat of Proxima Centauri lead the brutal machine civilization into the depths of the solar system?
The effectiveness of the winter suit seems to have decreased a lot. On the way back to my accommodation, I pulled my clothes tight, and I couldn't stop my trembling body.