The hovercar with the logo of the counterintelligence department slowly drove away from the prosthetic hospital, and looking down through the window, the evening was approaching, and the skyscrapers were still busy with company people, and after all the changes, the city still seemed to have not changed.

The first district is still the first district.

The Dumb Bird is still the same Silly Bird.

"Does it hurt?"

Lu Xiang gently stroked Song Lan's nose with his left hand, and looked at his grinning appearance, and suddenly felt a little funny.

"It's better."

"The bridge of the nose is broken, and it will hurt for at least five days."

"I've already figured it out."

During the time when she went downstairs after the consultation, Song Lan had already made plans for the next few days, "I will stay in bed from today onwards." ”

Just when the weather is getting cooler, it's a good idea to blend in with the warm bedding.

Five days is not long, but it is not short, so the best way to deal with the injury is to lie in bed for three or five days, sleep him in the dark, the pain will pass quickly in his sleep, and he will be a good man after the recovery period.

The most dangerous street gangsters in the 1st district have been swept away, and he will never have to worry about being attacked by thugs on his way home from work.

It is foreseeable that in the next hundred years, no one will hide in the shadows, regard him as an imaginary enemy, and act with the goal of defeating him.

"Yes, you won't need to do anything after that, they have locked the position of all the Devourers, and after the loss of 'Father', His children have fallen into a state of confusion."

The Mind Link has proven to be a great deception, and the consciousness of those individuals is still connected to these "receivers", and the person who gave them orders no longer exists.

The pitch-black energy cube is the last vestiges of the "new gods" in this world.

Although he already had the answer in his heart, Lu Xiang still asked symbolically, "What are you going to do with the heir of the Lord of Genes, this is a rare opportunity." ”

RT1 does leave some incredible legacy.

Whoever controls the link of thought is the equivalent of holding the whole world in the palm of his hand, and under Zero's leadership, the old council has collapsed, and the shadow of the coalition government has gradually dissipated, and now is the time for everything to be rebuilt.

"If you put this heritage to good use, you can really change the world the way you want it to be."

The distant sky was enchanted by the afterglow of the setting sun, and the airships higher up began to operate, adding a few different colors to the picture.

This "final battle" is both the end of old grievances and the prelude to a new era.

Perhaps the only thing that the other party didn't expect was Song Lan who finally left the past and walked into the future.

"For example, you can promote your salted fish theory and make the whole world fall into laziness, and by the way, you can also freely regulate the time you go to work and legitimize absenteeism."

"It's still free."

Song Lan's face was full of resistance, "I've always been curious that someone would really aim to rule the world. ”

In his opinion, this is clearly a form of torture.

"Then you have to think clearly, there is only one chance, once these 'receivers' are damaged, there is no possibility of repairing."

For those who are still active on the "outside world", the answer will always be – for decades, they have struggled to escape the manipulation of the coalition government, and freedom has become the credo for which many are willing to give their lives.

"But as soon as you say it, I remember, how do you say that old saying?"

"Huh?"

"Oh yes, there has to be a gene master."

Song Lan said.

The social system of the master of genes and its creations is different from that of humans or artificial intelligence, they have always followed the law of the jungle, the superior has absolute dominance over the subordinate, and even the thinking is highly concentrated, and its concept is like the individual and the master brain of the swarm, once the control of the gene master is lost, the descendants of the master of the gene scattered around the world will form a threat that cannot be ignored in chaos and instinct.

In order to avoid the crisis that they would have to solve all kinds of aberrations in the next ten years, Song Lan felt that it was necessary for them to elect a new gene master.

And he already has a suitable candidate in his heart, "The Devourer we picked up in the wild is good, Xiao Tun has not only withstood the test this time, but its willingness to learn has allowed it to surpass its 'Father' sooner or later and lead the race to a glorious future." ”

"Then that's the last question, where are you going to place them?"

According to the information received by the counterintelligence services these days, the Gene Lord is ready for a long war, and before carrying out the plan, it has created a group of descendants who specialize in fighting in a variety of environments, some of them are as large as tall buildings, and they are covered with weapons that can kill people at any time.

Even if the new Gene Master was able to suppress them from attacking humans, people would certainly not be able to get along with these anomalous creatures.

And this is also the historical legacy of the 17th district.

As the Devourer grows and grows, creatures like it are destined to live in the garbage dump forever, and even if it transforms under Song Lan's influence, there are still genes for pioneering, reproducing, and even invading in its genes.

The most laborious solution is to gather these creatures who have lost their "Father" together and destroy them together, and the rebels and the Barossa Group are ready accordingly.

"The last time I went to the psionic research institute, the dove inspired me...... Lao Lu, do you remember the way to open the way to the upper world? ”

The dove confuses him with his fellow countryman and tells him about his plan to rebuild the upper world.

Perhaps this is what fate promised him.

After the New Age, the lost upper world will be rebuilt, and the spark of psionic energy will once again bear bright fruit.

"It just so happens that they have long been uninhabited, and if we send them there, we may be able to create a civilization there that is unique to them."

"You can give it a try."

Lu Xiang felt that Song Lan could always come up with some unexpected ideas, "However, you should know the results that this may cause, right?" Once they are given the opportunity to live and reproduce, sooner or later they will create a civilization that is unique to them. ”

And this is the fuse that led to the battle between the church and the mechanical believers in the past.

When those who believe that they are on the right path meet in a narrow way, they will take up arms to defend the "justice" that belongs to them.

Perhaps in a dozen years, the children of the Devourer will return as missionaries to spread the word about their civilization.

RT1 may fail, but the knowledge it leaves behind will certainly be used by artificial intelligence.

And psionic powers.

Her legacy, blossoming and bearing fruit in the "outside world", has made it another breeding ground for those who cultivate psychic abilities.

Gustav said that when the dust settled, he might have to return to his hometown, a barren and backward town, to become a teacher.

Prior to this, Qi Yun, who survived more than twenty years ago because of the flapping of butterfly wings, was already one step ahead of everyone and launched a study of the nature of psionic energy.

They are resolutely opposed to the inhumane methods of the Wisteria Academy and the psionic research institute, and now the organization has begun to take shape, setting up corresponding institutions in various parts of the "outside world", in addition to teaching and guidance, they also have another mission - to eliminate people's jealousy and fear of psionic people, and to heal the scars left by the "witch hunt" as much as possible.

It's bound to be a long and difficult journey, but more and more people are already becoming one of them.

Outside of the coalition government, each day is changing.

The councillors' long-held fears were destined to come true, and the empire was destined to step down from the throne one day, but if it weren't for that, they would not have fallen ill and believed in the new era that fate had promised them.

"I remember the old saying that kingship does not last forever."

The corners of Lu Xiang's mouth rose slightly, "Now that even 'fate' has disappeared, no one can foresee what the future will look like." ”

This dumb bird always says some "old words" that she doesn't know where to hear, and sometimes she takes some of them to heart.

She thought about it, and I was afraid that only Song Lan could withstand these temptations.

"There is never a fate."

Song Lan leaned on the soft seat of the hovercar and squinted.

This soft pillow was something he strongly asked Lu Xiang to add, and H1 and the counterintelligence department were separated by a street, and rubbing Lu Xiang's hovercar had long become one of his habits.

"You can think of him as a boss who keeps drawing big pies for his employees, telling you that if you do what he says, you will get a lot of benefits, and his promises may come true one day, but in the end it will all be for himself."

Whether it was in the past to get his power, or now to promise everyone a new era.

This is in line with the popular phrase of the coalition government.

Here, the company is always the winner.

"If you say that, you're actually overthrowing a black-hearted boss."

"It's a big deal, so I decided to treat myself to a good night's sleep."

Song Lan's squinted eyes closed completely.

He has never been a person who worries about the sky, nor does he worry about the uncertainty of the future, it is purely to create anxiety for himself.

Lu Xiang stared at him for a long time, and after his breathing stabilized and he fell asleep completely, he let Song Lan lean on his shoulder.

There's still a long way to go.

The future is longer.

……

Not long after I got home, my phone rang in a hurry.

Above it are familiar and big-headed names.

The secretary, Mr. Wicks, returns to the battlefield.

Through the phone, you can hear the irrepressible excitement of the other party, and he proudly describes his "ultimate double-sided undercover" tactics on the phone.

Weeks claimed that his resignation from the Council was all a trick by him in order to confuse Zero and take the opportunity to approach her in order to steal first-hand information.

And just now, he brought back to the Council what happened under the military technology building, and he also found Zero who had fallen into a coma, and used clever reasons to open the "wild bones" and control the betrayer in his own hands.

The narcotic drugs will last for a long time, enough for him to help the Council complete this unprecedented "restoration plan".

Although he was not at the scene at the time, Song Lan was brought to military technology by him.

Later, more than one person witnessed Song Lan taking the elevator back to the first floor, and the prosthetic hospital also called up the surveillance video of Song Lan covering her nose and receiving treatment.

All kinds of signs prove one thing - Song Lan won.

Even if the latter left without making a noise, the fact that he was still alive already speaks for itself, and the Security Service's investigation team was also sent by him under his coordination, and their discovery under the military technology building confirmed all of Weeks' guesses.

The mastermind behind the Zero is completely finished, and now is the time for them to blow the horn of counterattack.

"And you, Minister Lu, you are the sword of the Council! I hope you can come to the counterintelligence department right now, and I need to discuss with you the next strategic deployment! By the way, and Mr. Song Lan, please convey to him on my behalf, the Council will extend its most sincere condolences to his injuries, but we believe that for a brave and fearless soldier like him, a broken nose is not a serious injury at all, and he will definitely return to the battlefield immediately. ”

Wicks seemed to have completely forgotten the process of his relationship with Song Lan some time ago, and he gushed out, "We want to get rid of the remnants of Zero in one go, this is definitely the first achievement, the coalition government will definitely award the two of them the gold medal symbolizing peace, and the names of the two will definitely be engraved on the monument to the heroes of the coalition government." ”

A new boss has appeared!

The method of drawing flatbread is perfect, but Lu Xiang, who has long experienced the baptism of the workplace, threw his mobile phone on the bedside table after hearing the second sentence, and let Wicks' chatter fill the entire bedroom.

For the first time, she understood the benefits of Song Lan's salted fish idea.

It is impossible to work overtime.

However, Song Lan, who was lying on the bed at this moment, ran counter to his past claims, he stared away, and kept trying to warn Lu Xiang of the importance of his work with his eyes, especially during this critical period.

The main reason for him to do this was that when he woke up, he suddenly found that his whole body was covered in white bandages, and he couldn't move in bed, and this time he couldn't even make a sound from his mouth.

In Lu Xiang's words, she also learned some first aid methods in Daystar, which were necessary measures to prepare for Song Lan's better recovery.

“…… Minister Lu, are you listening? ”

"I'm listening."

The sky was getting dark, and Lu Xiang's eyes were shining.

She bent down, propped her hands on the sides of Song Lan's neck, and licked her lips unsatisfactorily.

"And what do you think?"

"I have a stomachache today and call in sick."

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The small theater of its three hundred and sixty-one:

Wednesday, evening, month, year

Guan Lili had perhaps the loneliest day of her life.

She sat alone in the corner of her seat, her chin resting on her folded arms as she watched the dance floor through the glass of wine as the melodious music played.

She saw Lu Xiang and Song Lan's tacit dance steps, and suddenly, an indescribable sense of loneliness came to her heart.

In the past, she rushed to the second arrondissement alone to look for a job, and she had never had such a feeling when she was splashing around in a city where she was unfamiliar.

However, Guan Lili has never been a person immersed in depression, and with the change of light and shadow in the cup, she has a lot of thoughts.

Finally, a flash of light flashed through her brain.

A grim smile appeared at the corners of her grinning mouth.

It's decided!

She has found her future direction!

At the end of the matter, she is going to return to Chloe Pictures and embark on a journey in pursuit of tragic beauty.

Sure enough, the tragic art of the male and female protagonists who are finally separated from yin and yang can be remembered even more.

From now on,

Please call her the warrior of love!

(End of chapter)