Four months later.

February 16, 2021.

Yanjing was already very cold, dripping into ice. For the vast majority of Yanjing people, the cold is unbearable, but for Dai Bingcheng, a native of Pingyang, this winter is no different from the cold winters he spent in Pingyang in the past.

Well, if I had to say anything different, it would be that his memory needs to stay in this winter for a long time.

He's got everything in place – starting a month ago. The hibernation technique of this era is not as convenient as in the novel. During the month, he did not eat solid food and only drank a special nutrient solution. In addition to the nutrient solution, many drugs are injected. The drugs made his body weaken and his mind sluggish.

If it weren't for the fact that the people who did the work were his chosen cronies, and that the Emperor and the Ying family had always expressed considerable concern about the matter, he would have suspected that those people were trying to kill him with chronic poison.

His body hair had been completely removed, making him feel as if he had been stripped naked and was about to be slaughtered. It didn't feel good at all, so he picked up the file in front of him again.

With an e-paper in hand, he felt a lot more at ease—he was still in charge of matters related to Southern Luzon for a month, which made him feel that he was still strong and powerful, and not a seriously ill patient who was about to enter a state of "suspended animation".

He frowned slightly when he saw somewhere, and said to the secretary behind him, "What's going on over there in Venezuela?" Deadlocked? ”

The secretary replied with the copy in his hand: "In the agreement, South Luzon should be stationed there. But the size of the garrison slightly exceeded the predetermined standards. There was probably one more integrated battalion. Considering that the Philippines has already ceded to them in the agreement, we are negotiating with them. ”

Dai Bingcheng frowned slightly, thought about it for a while, and said, "Don't care about those details." It doesn't matter. The most important thing is not to start a conflict - as long as they do not cross the border of the former Colombia, everything is easy to talk about. ”

But the secretary didn't reply.

So Dai Bingcheng sank his face and said "um".

However, the secretary still did not reply. So he flicked the dropper from his arm and turned his head with difficulty—only to see the young emperor take his place as secretary.

He tried to get up from his wheelchair, but the emperor smiled and pressed his shoulder: "Excuse me." ”

Then the emperor walked up to him, sat down on the chair opposite, and said with a smile: "Ying Gong also wants to come." But you said before that you didn't want too many people to see what happened today, so I took him back. I came to see you myself. ”

Dai Bingcheng hurriedly propped himself up. Bowing your head is a bow. Say: "This kind of place...... It's not for you to come. The minister was terrified. ”

The Emperor smiled and waved his hand.

Dai Bingcheng looked at the documents in his hand, and hurriedly added: "Regarding the matter of Venezuela, there is actually an agreement for a long time-"

The emperor still smiled and waved his hand: "I shouldn't ask about political affairs, and you don't have to explain it to me." If you don't trust you, who else should you trust? ”

Dai Bingcheng nodded silently. But the emperor took the document from him. After a brief glance, he said, "But you handled it right." We are allies. Don't be in a hurry at this time. We can't give up long-term interests for petty profits. Besides, you have a good relationship with Li Zhen. ”

Dai Bingcheng coughed uneasily: "Your Majesty." It's not about personal feelings, it's ......"

It's a pity that the emperor didn't seem to plan to let him finish a complete sentence today, and re-hand the document to him. Shaking his head: "It's just a joke." Actually, I and Li Zhen have a good personal relationship. That's a nice young man. Our future...... It's all in his hands. ”

This time, Dai Bingcheng did not speak. In fact, he was very surprised by the Emperor's last remark, which the Emperor should not say, nor should anyone in the leadership of an empire say it, which was too arbitrary, and took Southern Luzon too seriously.

It is indeed an ally, but the most powerful in this world is still the Empire.

The emperor stood up, walked over to Dai Bingcheng's ear and leaned down. Dai Bingcheng was also surprised by this kind of behavior, and he felt that today's emperor was a little unusual.

Then he heard the emperor whisper, "Li Zhen supports you, and I also support you." I can see the future - you and Li Zhen are both important. ”

Then the Emperor straightened up, patted him on the shoulder with his backhand, and left silently.

Dai Bingcheng was stunned for a while—to think about what the emperor meant by those words just now. But his mind had long been dulled by the effects of the drug, so although there was always a thought wandering in his head, he could not grasp it.

He thought about it for half an hour, until the staff walked in and reminded him softly, "General, it's time." ”

He was then surrounded by a group of people and pushed to another room.

In that room, he saw the vegetative pod used for hibernation. But it's not the humble style it was a few years ago, it's getting bigger. In the past, the nutrition pod had to be reclined in, but now this one is a huge transparent cylinder standing upright. It is said that this allows the human body to remain upright and suspended during hibernation, which is effective in preventing muscle atrophy.

However, it wasn't that he could jump in, he had to undergo surgery first.

Lying on the operating table, he saw the shadowless lamp above his head for the first time in his life. It wasn't humans who operated on him, but a hanging robot with a more precise operation.

The moment he saw the needle slowly piercing into the vein in his left arm, Dai Bingcheng felt more nervous than ever — because it was the first time in his life that he had completely surrendered himself to someone else, and no matter what happened, he couldn't do anything about it.

At this moment, he is no longer the Bronze King, nor is he one of the elders of the cabinet, he is just a seriously ill patient.

As he had done countless times before, the tension cleared his mind like never before. Just when the anesthetic circulated all over his body and his mind was about to lose sensation, he finally grasped the thought in his mind.

Emperor, he turned out to be ......

But this exclamation is suspended here. Dai Bingcheng closed his eyes, and more mechanical arms stretched out. Wire after line was inserted into his body with precision, and ten liters of the mixture were injected into his veins. He lay there quietly accepting it all, occasionally twitching his hands and feet slightly.

At the end of the day, his body was gently lifted up and placed into the huge nutrition pod. More pipes then docked with his body, and when all was done, the hatch closed, sending out four icy white mist.

A staff member finally confirmed everything, and pressed the green button at hand with a solemn expression on his face.

A muffled hum rang out throughout the room, and the temperature in the chamber dropped to minus 126 degrees Celsius in 0.01 seconds. But the nutrient solution in the cabin remained liquid, and it had filled all of Dai Bingcheng's organs at the moment.

So in the suburbs of Yanjing, fifty-nine meters underground, the former Bronze King began to sleep. (To be continued......)