It was a moment before Butozilla sat down in his chair and asked feebly, "If this is the case, why does Regina claim that she is trying to kill you?" She can be anonymous, or pretend to be a galactic community! ”

Falane nodded, his face flushed with analysis: "At first, my inference was only that it was Regina's private actions, and even that the Galactic Community used her name to kill me. But last night I found that the voice on the tape and the handwriting on the letter were all gone! ”

“？”

Butozilla opened her mouth wide and looked at Faraine's sharp blue and gray pupils: "At first, I felt at a loss, but then I realized that these letters and voices were simply fatal evidence to them. Moreover, I also know that this miraculous "particle timing dissolution" technology is the exclusive work of Jerna Haifaat. So the contours of the whole thing are clear. ”

“⋯⋯”

Moreover, the reason why Regina wants to declare her name is only to satisfy her narcissistic mentality. A killer always wants his prey to understand, who is the terminator, right? This intense paranoia caused by extreme narcissism is also a good subject for elementary psychoanalytic theory! ”

He was silent for a moment, and as he was laughing, he realized that Butozila's face was a terrible sadness and death under the cover of brown glass.

Faraine called him softly: "Bhutozira, don't be too sad, after the essence of many things is recognized, it is simply a harm, but..."

Butozilla stood up and looked at Falaine sincerely: "I must save you, no matter what the cost, even if my long-standing ideals are shattered." ”

"You..."

Bhutozilla threw down a sentence: "Go home, I'm going to find Rhaegara." "It's gone, it's the first time he's used a spatial jumper.

Before Falane's words could take shape, he realized that he was the only one left in the room. The mechanical waiter asked him through the communicator, "Do you need any other services?" Mr. Dante. ”

He waved his hand anxiously, and it took him a moment to realize that it was useless.

He said stiffly, "No, don't bother me until I leave." ”

He got up and paced to the window, looking at the twilight that was gradually deserted, and he couldn't help but feel a cold sadness.

In a hesitant, flat tone, he read the last sentence of his first novel, The Death of the Innocent: "Child, death is just a chance to practice goodbye." After all, the world is always killing true feelings at an irrefutable speed. ”

"Tell me, Blue, how much do you know about the history of the Multistar Federation?"

Unable to anticipate that her mother would drop the subject, she tried to extract from her vague memory the book "The Eternal Leap: A Brief History of the Federation," which she had made up years earlier for the essay on the promotion of major general, and memorized it a little jerkyly.

"The Federation is an interstellar alliance founded 19,332 years ago by Lucidi the Conqueror, based on a long-lasting, bloody state of interstellar anarchy. In the first 11,000 years, fearful of falling into a divided state of mind once again, the government imposed a high-pressure centralized rule. At that time, each generation of kings was elected by the council of the twelve elders, and this regent group was called the 'Acting Rulers', a name that had a spell-like intimidating power in the hearts of the people at that time..."

Frey Featon laughed and stopped Lancet's almost exuberant voice, "I didn't ask you to memorize the entire Brief History of the Confederation word for word. ”

"Gee, you asked me how much I knew." Lan Serge protested almost coquettishly.

"Okay, so if you go back in time to the Empire, do you know where we came from?"

"A tiny, water-blue planet in the abandoned K-37 galaxy, called 'Earth' in ancient sounds." Lan Serge said without hesitation.

"So why was the K-37 system abandoned?"

"The natives were so stupid to drop a nuclear bomb on the planet they live on. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, several political groups on the "earth" became more and more tense, and various stubborn and paranoid religious sects were constantly disturbing.

Lan Serge shrugged her shoulders and said no more, wondering about her mother's knowingly questions.

The general stood up and paced in the old-fashioned study, her face reflecting the fireplace fire, adding to the wistful look.

"Mother, what is it that makes you want to tell me and hesitate?"

Frey Featon was surprised, "You see that, Blue?" ”

Lan Serge smiled modestly and suppressed her smugness: "I am your child. ”

The general groaned for a moment and said resolutely: "Just now we talked about the K-37 galaxy full of radiation fallout, you should know very well that this situation causes people who are infected and were able to emigrate before they die out to have some kind of sequelae in the genetic structure, right?" ”

Lan Serge thought of the red-haired boy who was forever curled up in the corner.

She whispered, "Mutants." For no reason, there was a burst of unprecedented dry affection in my heart.

The general's eyes were blazing: "This term seems to make you uncomfortable." ”

"Yes, but not based on disgust or rejection. ”

Her mother said with interest, "Otherwise, what do you think?" ”

Playing with Van Olin's words, Lance cleared his throat: "I regret that these beings do not appreciate their own extraordinary qualities so much. It is true that there are ignorant people who regard them as cursed monsters, but they should not look down on themselves or indulge in feelings of resentment and self-pity. ”

The general bowed his head, and suddenly the conversation changed again: "You mentioned just now that our federation started with a centralized monarchy for 11,000 years, so what about the future?" ”

Lan Seqi is confident about this period of modern history, and the six-year A-level historiography course has laid an indelible deep memory for her.

She said crisply: "In the year 11103 of the Imperial Era, a man named Micali Senna-et-Marne miraculously assassinated the last king of the tyrannical Empire, the Great Mokba. It is rumored that Micali Senna-et-Marne has the spiritual power to control people's hearts, to make the people embrace the revolution, to establish a democratic multi-star federation, and to liberate the imprisoned minds. Since then, our political model has evolved from the initial "Lords' Assembly" to the "Electorate-Parliament" system, and at the same time, in order to obtain a spiritual symbol, we have become the supreme representative of the Federation as the leader of the first party in order to obtain a spiritual symbol. ”