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Volume 1 Chapter 40 The Shock to the Soul

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    Chapter 40 The impact of the soul

    The reinforcements from the military headquarters were delayed, and not even an interstellar communication ship appeared.  The old dean really couldn't think of anything other than the war that would prevent Charno from getting in touch with the task force.  This theory is no secret among the top brass of the task force.

    Yi Lexiang's expression changed drastically.  War is such a terrible word. No human language can describe the ruthlessness and cruelty of war.  He thought of his parents who were far away in Munro, his friends and the brothers in the recruit camp. His body could not help but tremble a little, sweat flowed down his forehead, and there was an indescribable tearing worry and helplessness.  Help came to mind.  Is war already here?  The words of the old dean kept echoing in his ears: "Warmaybeis coming."

    Humans are a very wonderful creature. Before something happens, it always feels that it is still far away. When it is really faced, the violently secreted hormones will make this body composed entirely of cells feel heartbreaking.  pain of.  Yi Lexiang stood in the corridor of the laboratory. The muscles on his face were constantly twisting, which made him look a little ferocious. His eyes were scattered and staring blankly at the end of the corridor.  The old dean did not expect that his words would have such a big impact on Yi Lexiang. Yi Lexiang, who continued to create miracles, always made people ignore his age. At this moment, the old dean suddenly realized that the person standing in front of him was just a man.  Young children have not experienced all kinds of pain and suffering in the world.  His somewhat old and wrinkled face showed a hint of unbearability and heaviness. The future cruelty for this young man would far exceed his imagination. War, the most terrifying demon in the world was released from hell by human hands.  .  The researchers who were walking back and forth in the corridor cast strange glances at the dazed Yi Lexiang, not knowing what had happened to this young man who seemed to have a mental breakdown.

    The old dean sighed deeply and stretched out his hand to drag the sleepwalking Yi Lexiang toward the laboratory. However, Yi Lexiang could only move his legs stiffly and mechanically and let the old dean drag him forward.  Entering the laboratory, the old dean placed Yi Lexiang on the sofa next to the workbench and sat down. He waved to several researchers in the laboratory to leave temporarily. The surprised researchers looked at some of the demented people who seemed to be deeply affected.  Yi Lexiang was a little confused and quickly walked out of the laboratory quietly after seeing the old dean's gesture.  The old dean walked to his desk and took out a box of unopened cigarettes from the drawer. This was accidentally left here by Lieutenant General Bu Yun before the task force set off from Charno.  Having never smoked, he suddenly wanted to take a puff. Through the floating smoke, the old dean sitting opposite Yi Lexiang carefully looked at the face that still looked young. What was Charno looking like at this moment?  A scene?  How many young soldiers like Yi Lexiang will say goodbye to their worried parents and embark on a battlefield filled with blood and gunfire, and how many of them will fall on that cruel battlefield forever?  In front of the old dean's eyes, he seemed to see a pair of eyes that were grief-stricken because of the loss of his beloved children. He seemed to hear the painful wails of bereaved relatives. His eyes filled with vicissitudes of life could not help but have a layer of mist, a somewhat sad look.  The smell permeated the entire laboratory.

    After sitting blankly for a long time, Yi Lexiang suddenly jumped up from the sofa as if he had woken up from a nightmare, "What should we do?" Yi Lexiang, who had just returned to normal, waved his arms violently and shouted loudly at Jing Jing.  The old dean who was sitting quietly across from him roared loudly and was very excited.  Having already calmed down his inner turmoil, the old dean sat quietly on the sofa and said slowly and firmly: "Aren't we always working hard? We have never stopped returning to Charno, but we need to  Time!" Yi Lexiang sat back on the sofa dejectedly, holding his head in his hands, "But what we lack most is time!"

    "Yes, you understand this, I understand, and we all understand," the old dean's tone suddenly rose, with a slight tremor, but he continued sonorously and forcefully: "But you must understand more that no matter what happens,  Even if the Republic of Charno ceases to exist, the people of Charno will still stand forever in the vast universe, and the spirit and civilization of Charno will be passed down forever until the end of the universe. You, me, us here  All people may take on this sacred and great mission in the future, never give up, never give up!" The old dean read out his inner vows in his unique hoarse voice, and the increasingly louder voice finally evolved.  The thunderous roar, deafening, constantly echoing in the empty space of the laboratory, is a spirit, a fighting spirit, and an old man's vow never to surrender.  In Yi Lexiang's eyes, the originally short and old figure became extremely tall at this moment. The spirit of Charno that has been inherited for six thousand years is vividly expressed in the old dean. The soul of the Charno nation seems to be floating in the sky above the laboratory.  Yi Lexiang seemed to be able to hear the roars of countless Charno heroes who came one after another and shed blood and sacrificed their lives. The passionate and unyielding Yi Lexiang felt his heart burning.

    From the old dean¡¯s body, YiXiang saw the great spirit condensed by a nation's six thousand years of heritage, a more profound, upright and selfless force.  Recalling that Mxer gave up his self-awareness and chose the continuation of civilization is very similar to what the old dean said just now. Sometimes you have to make a choice between civilization and inheritance, life and death!  A great being who has lived for hundreds of millions of years and once ruled the entire universe and a primitive primary intelligent creature seem to have some kind of resonance at this moment across the distant time and space!

    The laboratory was extremely quiet. The heavy breathing of the old dean echoed in the room. Both the old and the young seemed to be trapped in their own thoughts and couldn't extricate themselves.

    The next day, when the fat man arrived as promised, the first time he saw Yi Lexiang, he felt that he seemed a little different from yesterday. Although his face that was not handsome and slightly thin still had a cheerful smile, but from that bright and deep  But the fat man saw worry and uneasiness in his eyes.  He didn't know that only one night had passed.  What happened to Yi Lexiang?  He wanted to give some advice, but didn't know where to go. Seeing Yi Lexiang trying his best to hide his uneasiness, the fat man finally gave up this plan.

    He took out a few pieces of crumpled paper from his pocket and laid them on the workbench next to the repair platform. The fat man spent an entire night manually drawing a complex structural diagram of the armor module.  Yi Lexiang frowned and struggled to identify the intricate lines on the manuscript paper. He was a little confused about how the fat man managed to sneak into the Academy of Sciences with his level.  Even modern researchers are accustomed to using computers for professional drawing production, but Fatty's hand-drawing skills are still "breathtaking". Yi Lexiang believes that if he shows it to President Mi Zhiqing, he might exclaim that he has discovered something again.  Some new mysterious symbol.

    After repeated research, Yi Lexiang had no choice but to give up his efforts.  He reached out and patted the fat man who was leaning against the table and was already a little sleepy. He took out the old dean's wrist-mounted biological brain from his arms and handed it to the surprised fat man, "Fat man, please reprint the structural diagram of the armor module.  Entered into the computer."

    "Okay, Yi Lexiang, you can get this thing too!"

    The fat man couldn¡¯t put it down, playing with the biological brain in his hand, and was surprised that Yi Lexiang had actually built a biological brain.  Since the magnetic storm, all electronic computing computers have been scrapped.  Except for the biological brain of the Academy of Sciences and a few photon brains of the headquarters, the entire base has almost returned to primitive society, making the soldiers accustomed to high-tech life miserable.

    "You have to be careful when using it, it belongs to the old dean." The fat man's hand holding the wrist-type biological brain shook and he almost dropped the biological brain on the metal ground. "Are you kidding me?" The fat man looked at Yi Le suspiciously.  Xiang, his little eyes blinked, looking unbelieving.  Yi Lexiang stepped forward and pulled up the bionic neural network diagram of the biological mecha from the computer, raised his eyebrows and smiled proudly at the stunned fat man.  "This is" The fat man waved his thick fingers and pointed at the simulated neural network structure diagram on the holographic image in shock. The eye-catching red mark on the upper left side of the image clearly read: "Biological Robot Bionic Neural Network Structure Drawing"  .

    "Damn it, where did you get it?" He never believed that Yi Lexiang could get top-secret biological mecha information. The word "biological mecha" was accidentally revealed by Tang Kangyi one time. He still remembered his grandfather at that time.  With a serious look on his face, he warned him not to talk about this matter to outsiders casually.  The fat man looked suspiciously at Yi Lexiang, who was standing in front of him with a proud look on his face, but his heart was churning like a stormy sea.  Where did the young man in front of him who was almost the same age as himself come from?  Why was he able to access such top-secret information and even freely copy top-secret information that should have been stored in a tightly protected database?

    Yi Lexiang looked at the fat man who seemed to be frightened, dumbfounded, and quickly explained to him the source of the information and the arrangement of the old dean.  After some explanations, he understood the ins and outs of it. The fat man's somewhat pale and plump face showed an ecstatic expression. He was extremely unexpected but very proud of the old dean's arrangement.  The extra fat on his plump face kept shaking, his eyes were narrowed into slits, and his mouth was grinning stupidly.  Yi Lexiang looked at the smug fat man in front of him with disdain, and shook his head helplessly, what a treasure!  The originally heavy mood seemed to be much lighter after being teased by the fat man.

    Studying and training, Yi Lexiang eagerly absorbs all the knowledge that can make him stronger. In such a chaotic and unclear situation, and the confusing future, in such a chaotic era, perhaps only by making himself stronger can he survive and survive.  Be qualified to protect whatever you want to protect.  On the planet Anokhi, which is completely cut off from the outside world, everyone is working hard, struggling, and waiting in different ways!
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