: chapter 115
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The Sword of Galaxy
- Huai Shang
- 2399 characters
- 2021-02-27 03:57:08
The emperor lived for two hundred years, and for 150 years, he fought in various galaxies.What weird and ridiculous things have been seen, but never as shocked as he is now Own ears.
"The human ... soul ?!"
"Yes," Silia said indifferently. "Creation from scratch, powerful, unbreakable power, long and endless life ... From the first time hundreds of years ago, Younes was in Dark Star. When Don met me, he longed for that power. "
Silia leaned against the edge of the table and pushed Heinrich away slightly. The two kept a distance where they could talk in a low voice, facing each other, and the emperor could almost see his unbelievable face from his eyes:
"But ... how did the Alliance do it? How could this technology be possible?"
"The Alliance didn't fully do it," Silia said in aggravated tone. "The patron saint plan started with human genetic perfection. The purpose was to increase the number of anti-growth surgeries that the human body can bear. You have also seen this point. Edna and I, who have performed thirty anti-growth surgeries, are both the beneficiaries of this scientific research achievement. The life expectancy of the Alliance Military Department is indeed longer than that of the Empire. "
"But with the deepening of research and my birth, alliance scientists have gradually discovered that this research can be applied to artificial man technology to create military machines with outstanding mental strength and combat instinct ... The scientists at the time started with me. Began to study further 'more thorough' artificial people, and even came up with the idea of artificial souls. "
Heinrich's heart flickered involuntarily: "Why is it necessary?"
Celia refers to herself: "Native embryos, like me, have a soul born from their mother, but they are not completely obedient, and their strong rebellion against the Alliance Parliament is born with the soul. And artificial embryos The code of absolute obedience is inherently embedded, and it is much stronger than natural humans in genetic stability. If the soul can be added to artificial embryos, it will be a miracle that even God can't do. "
This sounded almost like the heavens and the night, the emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, and half a moment suddenly asked: "As you say, the alliance should invest a lot in this research, and it will not be just for the sake of creating Are you such a of war? "
Silia shook her head before the words fell, and her expression was a little self-deprecating: "Of course not only, I also thought of this. So after I was named Marshal of the League four hundred years ago, I took advantage of some opportunities to read the year The top-secret archives of the United States found that the plan of the alliance has been perfected beyond your imagination. The Academy of Life Sciences and even the Joint Military Department proposed a complete copying plan in an attempt to use me as an original to create a robot army. "
The emperor's pupils tightened instantly--
Silia's army!
A Celia has been called a of war, let alone an army of hundreds of millions of him? !!
If this army is loyal and obedient to its makers, then once the war breaks out, there will be huge benefits ...
"Why did you fail then?" Heinrich's voice was involuntarily a little strange: "Such a perfect plan, huge investment, and even your blueprints are readily available-"
"Why do you think I have supported the Consentlin family for hundreds of years?" Silia interrupted him, saying, "Edna's grandfather Senkel Consertlin, the father of the former Speaker Douglas, was that year. Stop one of the leaders of the patron saint plan. "
The reason why Consettelin is called the Speaker's Family is that Senkel and Douglas have been elected Speakers, and have controlled the Alliance Parliament for nearly 500 years. Among them, grandfather Senkel was the first person to develop the patron saint plan, and he also allowed granddaughter Edna to grow up with Celia Ome, and appointed Celia as the Alliance Major, stepping him to the rank of general. .
Senkel can be said to be a rare wise man in the entire parliamentary assembly. If the Consettelin family moves under his leadership, Celia will not centrifuge with the parliament, and the high-level military will not rebel. Today, the entire galaxy pattern is also It won't be like this now.
It is a pity that Senkel died early, and before he could support Celia in the position of Marshal of the Alliance, he was killed in a diplomatic accident. Subsequently, his eldest son, Douglas, took advantage of Celia's fame to ascend the parliament, Edna and Celia canceled the marriage contract, the parliament and the military turned their faces, and the Gemini Chenqiao Fortress mutiny ... A series of events promoted history and gradually transformed the entire galaxy. The division pattern has pushed to today's situation.
"President Senkel realized the terribleness of the" artificial soul "before he instructed researchers to produce a series of fake reports that made everyone think that I was the end product of the patron saint plan-and when I was young, Disobedience was judged to be potentially dangerous, and the entire patron saint plan was completely sealed, and the so-called 'new human' breeding was also terminated. '
Silia lowered her eyes, held up the tea cup, and took a sip of cold tea.
"Only less than fifty senior scientific researchers knew the secret at that time, and he was completely killed by Speaker Senkel afterwards. After that, Senkel himself was broken up in the explosion. It was only me who knew the truth. "
Heinrich has felt that something is wrong from now on, and now he has finally found the contradiction. Since Silia is still a natural person in nature, why does Douglas Conceitlin say that he is an artificial person?
The crux is here!
Senkel Konsettling did such a terrible job that he didn't even know his own son!
He knew the huge temptation of the plan, and the horrible truth hidden behind the temptation. Maybe he didn't want the Conceitlin family to become a sinner in history, maybe he knew too much about the greed for power in human instincts, or maybe he wanted to keep this terrible Pandora's box forever ... This old man finally chose to hide everything from everyone, He even brought the secret to the grave.
And those who sacrificed for this, including the top scientists who were killed, and the Marshal who lived for five hundred years in the name of an artificial person, are all insignificant pieces in this century-long game.
"So Yunez's purpose is to protect the plan of the gods," Heinrich's pupils widened slightly, saying, "So he didn't waste time on the other galaxies of the empire, leading the army directly from the five-dimensional space to Gemini, Because he knows the secret of the patron saint's plan and hides in Egret Star ... "
"This is the point that I can't forgive myself the most: I not only let him grasp the power, but also gave him the greed to possess it completely." Silia took a deep breath and rubbed his eyebrows. "But now It's too late to say anything. "
Heinrich stepped back, looking over Silia, subconsciously into the dark universe behind him.
"Ability to do whatever you want", "Peerless treasure", "A power to become God" ...
Younes is right, once you master this power thoroughly, it is possible to create new species to overthrow the entire human system!
-How is this different from becoming a god? !!
"Celia," Heinrich gasped slightly, hesitating for a moment before saying, "Have you thought about ..."
"No."
The sound was so cold, it was like frost and ice. The emperor felt strange for a moment, looking down and seeing that Silla was raising a hand, and her sharp fingertips did not know when she had aimed her throat.
The entire cockpit was silent, and even a pin dropped to the ground could hear clearly.
"Heinrich," Silia said quietly, "I will kill anyone who has such delusions."
At this moment outside the porthole, the dark deep space was endless, and millions of light-years of alien clusters emitted distant light. The Imperial Fleet and the Shining Legion are far from each other, winding for thousands of miles, like a string of bright pearls in space.
The atmosphere in the porthole was tight, and no one spoke or moved, as if the air had completely frozen.
I don't know how long, as if it had been a long century, before Heinrich said hoarsely, "... I understand, Silia."
Celia stood up and walked forward, Heinrich was forced back by one step until he reached the cold bulkhead of his back.
"Now you know why I don't tell you, Heinrich." He paused and said softly, "Please tell me, Her Majesty-are we still on the same front?"
This was the first time he used the Emperor to call Heinrich.
From fifty years ago on Saturn, he said, "In my eyes, you will never be an emperor." Until later chaos, resurrection, and rebirth, he never used the emperor to call this person. It seemed to him that Heinrich was always the one who was cultivated by him, betrayed his country, betrayed the alliance, and finally gave him a fatal blow; and the powerful empire behind this opponent was supreme. Authoritarianism, everything that the world has envied and pursued, has never been really at his heart.
Nothing to worry about, so unable to seduce or conquer.
-And now he calls him emperor.
Heinrich stared at Silia's eyes for a long time—the eyes that had experienced five hundred years were still very young, the eyebrows were deep and deep, the lights flashed in the bright eyes, and they were more black and white.
Time has shown everything in the world for these eyes, including the parting of war, the lingering love, the beauty as temptation of heaven, and the darkness as the abyss of hell; the years have given it thick wisdom and flexible persistence, so that look Any entice to stay, nor shaken by any threat.
There is an unshakable power in it.
"... I understand." I didn't know how long it took to hear Heinrich husky: "Yes, we are still on the same front."
Celia exhaled slowly, taking a step back.
After a while, he reached out and patted the emperor's shoulder again, and the probe kissed in his forehead.
Heinrich hugged him and backhanded him against the wall. This action was a little venting, and Silia's back even hit a dull thump on the wall, but no one cared. Heinrich grabbed his chin and kissed deeply. Both of them uttered an uncontrollable pant between the entanglement of lips and tongue. Then Silia's collar was severely opened, symbolizing the eagle scroll badge of the alliance's military power When he fell to the ground, the white shirt rolled down from his shoulders, exposing a large naked skin from his back to his waist.
"Will Yunez think you told me this?" Heinrich asked rudely.
"No," Silia gasped. "He doesn't think anyone can move without such temptation."
When speaking the last few words, Heinrich couldn't bear it anymore. He felt his blood was boiling quickly, and his strong impulse caused bloodshot eyes, like staring at Silia like a predator beast. Wet lips and sliding throat. Immediately after that, he bite down fiercely, sucking his lips and teeth relentlessly and licking, and even a little bit of blood tasted in his mouth.
Their chest, abdomen, and lower body were stuck together as if there was a rush of current flowing through them, holding the two bodies tightly together. Heinrich couldn't wait to take down Silia's white uniform pants. During the period, because the belt was difficult to dissolve, Silia also reached out to help, and finally threw the trousers with the belt together to the ground.
Now he was almost naked all over the body
heavy, Heinrich couldn't help but say, he put his knee between Silia's thighs: "It's two hours from here to the Fabras ..."
"But you better hurry," Silia gasped for a sudden intrusion of □ 's finger, and struggled to signal to the door, "You are still lying next door ... Ah!"
A short exclaim was then blocked by a rough kiss in the throat, and Heinrich buried the swollen organ deeply in Silia. The long-empty acupoint was almost spasmodic to welcome the insertion of hard and hot organs, and became wet in a few minutes. The liquid overflowed from the intersection and flowed down the thigh in fierce movements.
"So you must not make a voice ..." Heinrich stared maliciously at Silia's tightly bitten teeth, thrusting deeper and harder than: "Yes, just bear it so hard, you
Don't let anyone hear you ... "
The hot breath of the two was entangled, and there was only prostitution in the cockpit. The high tide soon came on schedule during the fierce impact. At that moment Silia groaned in despair and could not be suppressed, but then he was blocked by Heinrich's lips, and all the voices disappeared immediately in the hot kiss.
"You ... you ..." Silia breathed out of breath: "You mallet ..."
Heinrich covered his mouth with a hand, gritted his teeth and pressed him against the wall until the last drop of
was completely injected deep into his body, and he gasped and asked: "Is it hard?"
The two of them hugged each other and fell on the narrow sofa together.
Because he was too anxious just now, Heinrich didn't take off much of his clothes, and basically just pulled a trouser chain. But because the shirt was well-made and soft, Siliachi
barely leaned against him and there was no discomfort. He just closed his eyes there and breathed slightly. Then he suddenly said hoarsely: "Just at the meeting ..."
Heinrich was about to move, absent-minded, "What?"
"Did you say that there are not so many main players in the Dark Star Church, do you really think so?"
The emperor had almost forgotten the stubble, heard a breath and shook his head after a while: "What a joke, Dark Star Church all the way from the empire border, how many people can I still know? I mean just hidden There aren't that many Dark Star Fleets in the Mira Hippel domain, otherwise they would have called in early. "
Celia opened her eyes sharply: "--there are not many Dark Star fleets hidden in Shipl's star domain, what about their main force?"
They stared at each other for a long time without talking to each other. Half a moment Heinrich frowned thoughtfully and slowly said: "Yeah, their main force ..." 2k novel reading network