It’s Over! The Major General is Bent!

Mute has always been very clear about his position.

He is a subordinate of Major General Troll, perhaps more intimate than a purely subordinate relationship, similar to that of a friend.

He knew that Major General Troll had special feelings for him, but he knew he could not respond, so he gave the Major General a very clear answer.

Yes, he respects Major General, appreciates Major General, and even admires the power of Major General.

He is willing to do a lot of things for Major General, and even put himself in danger, but all of this stems from his duties as a Major General's subordinate and his personal feelings for Major General.

But whether it is worship, gratitude, or goodwill, these feelings have nothing to do with the major general's feelings for him.

He knew very well that he didn't hate major generals, but he couldn't like the same sex. No matter how good Major Major Troll is, but Major General is a man, it is destined that he never put Major General in the range of emotional considerations.

"You follow me and I let him go."

"No, you do your own thing."

The boy's answer was neat and clear, without even hesitating. He even flinched and clearly expressed his disdain for Tran's proposal.

He was very clear about Tran ’s proposal, not just Tran lost to Major General Troll, and then he wanted to take him away to show the major general that although I lost to you, but someone you value I was taken away and you didn't win.

Oh, you go.

Mute said so in his heart.

Although he is a bit slow in terms of feelings, he is not stupid. He can feel it. Although he clearly rejected Major General, Major General Troll still treats him ...

…………

Do you think I watch too few TV shows and novels?

The young man who spent time in the ward basically relying on a TV computer and books said that he could not understand this routine.

The heroine bears the burden for the male lead to leave with the male lead, and then the male lead instead thinks that the female lead has betrayed him. Various protagonist auras broke out and then exploded. One act killed the male lead, and then captured the female lead back to various abuse heart.

Female lead: Listen to me explain!

Male lead: I don't listen I don't listen!

Hostess: Actually, I'm for you--

Male lead: You say, you tell me! Why are you betraying me? !! why!

Hostess: Listen to me explain—

Male lead: I don't listen I don't listen! I will abuse you, I will abuse you!

…………

Infinite loop.

The teenager who was tired of watching the routine of the TV show said that it was two dumbs together, and it is no wonder that they can see each other.

Now, this routine is on him, he said that he must not follow the routine.

Mind to make up, Major-General walks like a actor in a TV series in a roaring style and shouts ‘I do n’t listen, I do n’t listen’ ………………

………………

The picture was so beautiful that Mute felt that in the moment of imagination, he had automatically mosaiced the picture.

He shook his head, shook out the messy thoughts in his head, and Mute looked up at Tran.

Tran looked at him, a little confused, as if he didn't understand why he said that.

The shadow in the dark blue pupil sank deeply, and the sedimentation settled to the deepest part of the man's eye, and it didn't melt, even if the bright light went in, he was deeply trapped and couldn't light up those eyes.

Mute sighed softly, he thought for a moment, looked up at Tran again, his outstretched hand, and gently touched the familiar handsome face.

"Do you think I lied to you?"

He stared at Tran's eyes and said that the teenager's dark pupils were transparent and there was no shadow at all.

"But it was you who appeared to me in the first place in the false identity."

"I'm good to you because I think you are Major General Troll."

"All my attitudes towards you have belonged to the major general since the beginning."

His words made Tran's eyes more gloomy, his cold, thin lips clenched, and the lines were almost sharp.

But Mute didn't see Tran's look, and continued to talk about herself.

"From the first time you shake your hand, that's how I treat you."

"I'm afraid of you, beware of you, watch out for you, because you are the enemy of the major general, then, my enemy."

The teenager kept talking and it sounded like extremely cruel words.

"Like it is now, this is my attitude towards Tran."

He stared at Tran.

"So, answer me, what you want is my attitude towards you with Major General Troll, or with you towards Tran?"

"........."

The lips were very tight, the eyes were dark and the bottom was almost bottomless. When hearing the last sentence of Mute, the man suddenly lost his mind.

When he found that Mute had deceived him and left Yishuntar and returned to the planet, the feeling of freezing his entire chest for a moment left his mind almost empty.

He thought that the kid had cheated him.

Until now, he was thinking that way.

[Do you want me to treat you with the attitude of Major General Troll or with the attitude of Tran? 】

The child asked him this way, looking up at his eyes clear and bright.

He suddenly understood the reason why the child asked him this sentence.

What he didn't even realize himself was seen through by this young child.

Why have special feelings for this child?

Because the child saw him.

As a person, it ’s not the same tool, not ‘it’. This child is the first person to see ‘he’.

All the time, the person this child was looking at was 'Tran', not 'Troll'.

... At this moment he had a strange feeling that he couldn't tell.

He suddenly felt that this might not be bad.

Even if he fails, even if he is deceived, at least in the eyes of this child, he has always been 'Tran', from beginning to end.

"You treat me well. I don't hate you, but I have to fulfill my duties as a Major General Troll."

Mute looked at him and said that again.

"You treat me well, I know."

"But I won't go with you, because I have my own goals, I have what I want to do, and I have my own direction ... that has nothing to do with Major General Troll."

The boy finished talking so seriously, looked at him, hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but asked the bottom of his heart.

"You and Major-General ... Is there no possibility of reconciliation?"

He whispered.

Although he did have a fear of this man who had replaced Major General Troll silently at first, it was just his instinctive fear of the unknown. But this fear didn't last long. Although he didn't know who this strange person was, he could see how this person looked at himself.

It is this man who protects himself on this planet where all the monsters are in danger. He always remembers this kind of thing.

He wanted to rescue the major general, but he didn't want the man to die.

He didn't know what the trouble was with this major and Major General, but he still wanted to try that possibility.

"Look at your faces, you should have a close blood relationship, don't you?"

Obviously have the closest blood relationship, clearly two people are not bad people, why must we kill each other?

Mute wondered.

If it is only because the face is too similar to cause trouble, then as long as one of them performs plastic surgery to change their appearance a little, anyway, these two people are obviously types that do not care much about their appearance.

Why can't two people survive, even if they don't see each other again and live a life of non-interference?

"........."

Tran didn't answer, just looked at Mute.

His gaze was no longer as cold as horrible as it was at first, but turned into an extremely complex look.

It was a long time before he spoke.

His voice was very low, with a sense of inexplicability.

"A planet has only one star," he said. "Standing on the planet's ground, you will never see two suns."

He said, "I and him are not what you think."

He said so, closing his eyes, the shadows of the slender eyelashes fell on his white skin.

He closed his eyes for a long time, as if making a difficult choice.

After a short while, he slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at Mute, the dark blue pupil was like an endless black hole in the depths of the universe. He could not see the end, and exhausted all the glory.

He raised his hand and raised it in front of Mute.

He said, "What do you think this is?"

Tran raised his right hand in front of Mute, and a silver-blue metal ring on his wrist reflected the cold light.

Mute is naturally very familiar. He also has such a ring of information. He wore it for a long time and was recently thrown into the Major General Ishtal's room. He was still looking at Tran a bit confused, not knowing why Tran wanted to show him this. But quickly, his pupils staring at the ring of information narrowed.

He looked at Tran, and his brain was terribly confused.

"……I do not really get it……"

Young shouted, shaking his head, only thinking that his brain was messy at this moment.

"No, you understand."

Tran looked at Mute and said calmly. Then he stood up. He stood there, staring down at Mute, with many things under his eyes.

After a while, he reached out to Mute.

"Come with me," he said, "I tell you, what is it with me?"

…………

Mute felt that he was still so confused that he couldn't figure out anything, but he was blankly followed by Tran, holding hands.

Leaving the starting room, he followed Tran through the corridor. As he initially guessed, this place that looks like an underground labyrinth is in the shape of a honeycomb. Corridors with metal in all directions appear one after another. The end of the corridor is a small room, and each room is diamond-shaped. There is a door on each side, and there is a constant corridor outside the door.

Not long after Tran walked, Mute felt dizzy, let alone remember where he had been. In his opinion, all the places he had traveled were the same, and there was no difference at all.

I don't know how long it took, before Tran finally stopped.

Mute looked up and wondered when it was finally no longer the same diamond-shaped room and metal corridor. At this moment, he was standing in a place similar to the hall. The hall was propped up by several huge columns, and the roof was so high that he could barely see what the roof looked like.

And in this large circular hall, there was nothing, only a huge silver metal door stood there. The door was terribly large, more than fifty meters, almost as high as the hall.

A substantial electromagnetic barrier is beating in the air, and the twisted air makes it visible to the naked eye. It's in front of the metal gate, making it impossible to get close.

Tran walked to the column in front of the electromagnetic barrier and stepped under the pillar. A metal plate on the pillar rose up by itself, revealing the hidden beating instrument inside.

A light shot out of the instrument, forming a virtual light curtain in the air, and a mechanical sound came out.

"Confidential zone, please verify your identity."

A beam of light scanned Tran from beginning to end, especially in front of his pupils, shining on his iris for a long time. After a while, the sound of that machine sounded again in the lobby.

"Verification, one of the test subjects, is allowed to enter the laboratory."

The electromagnetic barrier rattled and disappeared, and the huge metal door slowly opened in front of the two of them. It was exposed inside, dark, without a trace of light, like a monster with its mouth open trying to devour everything.

An uncomfortable chill came from the dark hole, making Mute step back involuntarily.

Don't want to go in.

An indescribable feeling warned him like this, but Tran, who was holding his hand tightly, moved, striding into the huge dark room, and he was forced to follow up and follow Tran Walk in together.

The light in the hall was still faintly shining, following the back of the two men, watching their figures swallowed by darkness.

…………

This was a place where the fingers were so dark that he couldn't see his fingers, and suddenly lighted up when Mute stepped into it.

The boy opened his eyes suddenly.

This was a huge and wide research room with almost no end. In front of his eyes, countless cylindrical glassware stood neatly in front of him. It's dense, it's everywhere, it's full of large research laboratories, and I'm afraid the number has reached tens of thousands.

Some of the upright cylindrical culture vessels have been broken, some have fallen to the ground, and some parts have become ruins, and the part near the doorway still looks intact, filled with a light cyan liquid, Inside each incubator, something seemed to be immersed in the liquid.

Mute took a closer look at it, and when she saw it, she was horrified to step back and slammed into Tran behind him.

He was frightened and disgusted.

What he just saw in the culture vessel soaked in the light cyan liquid was a piece of meat. No, it was not so much a piece of meat as a baby born in a woman's abdomen. The unshaped meat was still alive, soaked in liquid, and still wriggling.

He turned to look at it, and each culture vessel was soaked with an unshaped piece of meat. It was like a life in the liquid and wriggled at once. There was a sense of inexplicable thrill that made people see The scalp is numb.

"... the semi-finished product that failed later."

A low voice came from behind, and Tran stepped out from behind Mute, to the culture vessel that scared Mute just now.

He reached out and pressed his palm against the glass, looking at the ugly piece of meat in the liquid. His pupils dipped in the pale cyan liquid, his eyes sinking deeply.

He suddenly turned and walked forward, and as he moved, in the center of the countless culture vessels, a console slowly rose from the ground and appeared in front of him.

Tran pressed a few buttons on the console, and a virtual light curtain appeared in front of his eyes, his fingers pounding on the light curtain at a terrible speed.

Finally, I knocked hard--

Then knocked down, Mute was surprised to find that the surrounding environment suddenly changed. The originally dimly lit research room was brightly lit, and all the places that were broken or even ruined not far away were all restored intact.

Several figures hurried towards him, seeing that they were about to hit him. Mute reached out instinctively, and then he was surprised to find that the man who came to him passed through his body like nothing. Seeing his existence was normal, he still went forward with self-care, and several people next to that person did not seem to see him at all.

The teenager looked up stunned, he looked at Tran who was standing opposite him, and then saw where Tran was standing, that is, a young man standing in front of the console, and the figure of the old man was strange Overlapping with Tran, their bodies seemed to be embedded together.

...

This is the image of the past in this secret laboratory.

What happened here in the past is reproduced in front of their eyes in a projected way.

The researchers who are busy and talking here are all people who have existed here in the past?

Mute thought so, couldn't help looking around. However, the moment he looked up and had not had time to look around, what he saw made his whole body froze.

He opened his mouth slightly, his mind was already blank.

The countless cylindrical glass vessels stood before his eyes, filled with pale cyan liquid.

The whole thing froze and his mind became blank, those things immersed in the liquid of the culture vessel.

……Do not.

It can't be said that it's all human.

A living person.

The body immersed in the culture medium-like a mold carved-whether it is the incredible face or body-

"An artificial monster."

"A prototype manufactured in bulk."

"Different individuals with exactly the same genes."

Tran said that he looked at Mute without a look on his face, as if he had completely lost human feelings.

"That's what you want to know, my relationship with him."

The boy looked at him dullly, apparently everything in front of him had shocked him and could not speak, so he could only stare at him so dumbly.

When this child comes back to God, what kind of eyes will he use to look at him.

Tran didn't know.

But when he made this decision, he was ready to be considered alien by the child.

Mute looked at him dullly for a while before finally speaking dumbly.

"You ... are all the same genes?"

"Yes."

"It's all the same, eh, artificially cultivated?"

"Yes."

"Can I ask a question?"

"………………"

Inexplicably, Tran felt that the internal organs in his chest suddenly tightened severely at this moment, as if grasped forcefully by an invisible hand.

He didn't answer, but remained silent, waiting for the final verdict to be spit out of the child.

The teenager took a deep breath.

"It's all genetic ..."

He said, paused.

"Cultivated ..."

He paused again.

"Are you female?"

Tran: "..............."