Therapy Planet No. 13

After realizing what kind of situation he was being eaten by Angel at the moment, Lu Yi's whole body exuded a strong chill.

With a cold face, she pushed Angel away from her without saying a word: "Get out of the way."

Angel blinked: "No."

The next second Lui wanted to start throwing the man out of the repair cabin.

But the new bones still had a hint of softness, and they were fine if they didn't move, and they almost fell on the spot.

It is like a person who has just regained his mobility after being in bed for a long time. If he has not moved for too long, his bones have lost the memory of bearing the body.

"Don't be in such a hurry." Angel then smiled and pulled a white burqa in - it turned out that she had put it aside early in the morning.

"do you need my help?"

Lu Yi rolled his eyes, pulled the burqa to wrap his body, and realized with hindsight that he was wet now. The repair fluid mixed with the clean cloth instantly became sticky, from the strands of hair to the The hairs are clamoring for a hot shower.

"Need not."

She slowed down, her arms and calves regained some strength, but she still trembled when she stood up. Angel also stood up after half-push, playing with Lui's long hair that fell to his waist, sighing: " Don't be stubborn, after all, it's a new growth, it will take some time for the bones to adapt, I can accompany you to wash."

"Where is this?"

Lu Yi ignored her, stood in place and tried to take two steps. He felt that it was not a big problem, so he began to look at the surrounding environment, "How long have I slept?"

"Tsk, it's really not interesting."

Angel rolled his eyes in disgust.

"You have been lying in the repair cabin for eighteen hours. Now we are on the pirate ship, under the all-round monitoring of the lovely captain. There are four hours left before we escape from the Almi star field and move towards freedom. Are you happy?"

At this moment, Lu Yi was entangled with her suddenly long hair. She unnaturally wanted to pull back the long hair that was hanging in front of her, but her arms were so stiff that she could only lift it in the air to the height of her waist.

The old earth bloodline on Lu Yi's body was not obvious when he had short hair, but now it is fully reflected in any area.

The long black hair fell down like a waterfall, making her temperament change from cold to pure and feminine. The pupils of similar colors are matched together, like an enchantress whispering in the dark night.

Passing like the wind, it also has the depth of the dark night.

Angel simply fell in love with Lui's temperament that blended the two.

She helped to lift the few strands of hair Lu Yi had attached to her forehead behind her ears, and said in amazement, "I like the way you have long hair, or I'll keep this in the future."

Louie didn't say a word.

The first thing she did when she woke up was to self-examine her physical condition, and found that apart from the newly grown cells that had not yet adapted, her mental sea had almost doubled!

Especially the new secondary network, if the previous Silois was a small chip that stored a large amount of knowledge, then this network is now almost expanding into a mobile hard disk!

And for some unknown reason, Lu Yi scrutinized Angel carefully, his attention was always subconsciously distracted by her opening and closing lips, from the fiery eyes to the smooth lines, it seemed that a touch could evoke her dream. tumbling lava.

She didn't know what went wrong.

but…

This is not a good sign.

Not the way she should have reacted.

Lu Yi strode out of the repair cabin, stepped on the ground with bare feet, and the repair fluid tickled onto the floor along the tips of his hair.

"Where's the bathroom?"

"there."

Angel pointed in a direction, and she was rejected again and again. She couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, "Lu Yi! Can't you give a separate reaction other than this expression?"

As soon as Angel's voice fell, Lu Yi passed by an operating table.

On the operating table were some surgical equipment that Locke had not had time to retrieve. During the short time on the starship, Lucas gave them the greatest freedom, and Locke did not dare to be idle for a moment, except for standing in front of the operating table and staring at him. He was motionless with the data of those holographic projections, and even the meal was delivered to him by Jessica.

Lu Yi picked up a pair of delicate scissors - at this time her hand bones were already able to adapt to large movements - and chopped off her waist-length hair from the roots behind her ears.

A large number of black hair fell straight down like a waterfall, which made Angel feel sorry for a while.

Lu Yi had short hair that was messed up, thinking in his heart that he would have to fix it after looking in the mirror later, and finally showed a cold smile for the first time after waking up.

It's not that she has any prejudice against the image of long hair, but it's just that hanging down and swaying it really affects her actions. She doesn't have the spare time to leave a weakness for the enemy to grasp easily.

But the enemy...

When Lu Yi thought of these two words, a moment of confusion flashed in his eyes.

Who is her enemy?

In the past life, her "enemy" has always been Armi's "enemy". Even if she is out of command and action, everything she has is based on escape.

When she escaped to Almi, she lost her motivation to act even more.

Now according to Angel, she is on the starship of the Freedom Alliance. Although she doesn't know how Angel did it, she believes that "there are four hours before freedom" in Angel's mouth.

An unprecedented sense of unease suddenly came, and Lui found himself having an indescribable panic about the time after "four hours".

"Angel."

Lui sighed: "You said you wanted to find Silois' Tree of Life, right?"

She hadn't thought about the scene where she could walk out of Armisin unharmed, or rather, she had been desperate to seek an explanation.

But now, whether it is death or confession, it does not work as she imagined.

A drop of water dripped down the tip of her hair, and her tone was even a little helpless: "I'm with you."

There is no reason to die, only to live.

***

It is not without reason that Armi has been galloping across the stars for so many years.

Just hours after the bug-man rampage, platoons of well-trained soldiers appeared before them.

The soldiers wore black combat uniforms, and almost everyone's physical condition was carved from a mold:

Thick limbs, a height of nearly two meters, Kong Wu's powerful arms, and a sturdy face with a faint black qi.

With a loud roar, the well-trained team rushed towards the bugmen in unison. The strong corrosive mucus spit out of the bugger's mouth seemed to be ineffective against them. On the contrary, the group of soldiers seemed to be a series of injections. The powerful robot that has programmed, grabbed the body of the bug man, tore left and right, and split the opponent's body in half!

No matter what they went through, they quickly cleared a battlefield for other ordinary soldiers. Countless long-range heavy firepower also joined the battle at this moment, even if the insects were rough and fleshy, they could not withstand such a double blow.

The green dots that belonged to one's own side finally spread out on a large scale on the distribution of friends and foes at the battle scene.

"You guys, go to the left to support."

"The Special Operations B team is in charge of the right wing."

"...Middle section...Contact Admiral Jeffrey, we still need double the number of new types of troops here, and ask for dispatch."

The commander in charge of a certain part of the battlefield on the ground front was redeploying sweating profusely.

The command room is in the shape of a circular ladder, and the frontline commanders are distributed in the outermost and bottom ring. Above his head is a virtual battle map with a smaller scale and a larger coverage. To the highest center of the circle, all the strategic deployments of the air to the ground are as far as Armi's eyes can see.

With his eyes open, the mental web has already docked with the entire planet's defense attack system.

In the suspended battle picture, countless starships are arranged in rows, with the starship logo of the Liberty Alliance on the opposite side.

Even if it's just a model, the changes in the star map are extremely accurate.

The starships on the left, middle, and right roads take turns attacking and defending in an orderly manner. Once a starship is attacked, it will be rotated into the center to quickly repair it, and then replace the next batch of starships that are damaged on the outside.

While ensuring the firepower is dense, the service life of each starship is extended as much as possible.

There are five more starship matches of the same number, but the invasion scenarios and formations they face are different.

A little further away from the five virtual battles is the real-time broadcast of the actual battle.

"W75242."

If you look closely, you will find that the model of the real-time battle coincides with one of the five small virtual battlefields.

The small analog disk that fits quickly moved in front of the commander of W75242, and countless data and attack methods were integrated into the screen in front of him. After a while, a bright number "2" popped up on the screen.

Armie's voice was very calm: "Execute the second plan."

This is a game of war!

Master the limited, known intelligence, predict the possibility, deduce the five most likely enemy forces at the same time, and then adjust your own deployment!

Ordinary people's mental threshold is enough to control a mecha, let alone a phalanx? The whole air battle? All ground? Still playing? !

But being able to control an entire planetary strategy at the same time...

It's enough to see how terrifying this person's mental threshold is!

[Jeffrey Moran asked to be contacted, is it allowed? 】

While the second plan was being executed, Armi's brain suddenly forcibly pulled his attention back.

"agree."

Armie's voice was visibly tired, his lips were white, and there were some bloodshots in his eyes that had not yet dissipated—obviously, the deduction just now was also a great burden on his mental network.

"I need more people."

Jeffrey got straight to the point, his voice was cold: "Those worms are indeed infected with the virus, but they are infected with a variant of the original virus, although I found another variant from the previous experimental data to fight, but this The black death virus takes a lot of toll on our soldiers, because it is rushed, and there is no breakthrough in the timeliness. People die in less than ten minutes, and they can only be suppressed by the number of people."

"You can use the third class and below as you like." Armi nodded, "Don't ask me about this kind of thing in the future, I believe you."

"Have you found the person who leaked the virus?"

Jeffrey instructed the deputy next to him, and then asked another question.

"Not yet," Almi replied flatly, "and I trust our people—you know, it's not just us who have the original version of this virus."

"You mean... the Federation?"

Armie didn't say a word, he rubbed his bulging temples, "If it turns out that it was really leaked by someone from the Federation, then it's time to ask Rhodes to extort a pension."

He looked at the battle situation through the virtual Jeffrey holographic projection.

A large number of firepower is accumulating energy, and at this moment, all of them are fired!

Countless huge orange-red fireballs flickered in the dark space, and the vacuum swallowed up all the sounds, but a large number of starships were still impacted by the aftermath.

Whether it was machinery or fresh things, they were all swallowed up in these countless huge firelights.

Armi's tone was cold: "With so many soldiers, we can't die in vain."

But Boyd, who saw the same battle situation, laughed with relief.

He has an extremely delicate face, and his long hair that is **** adds a bit of neutral softness to him.

Boyd took a silver ring out of a drawer and put it on his index finger. If he examined it carefully in the light, he could see the exquisite hollowed-out tower pattern on the inside.

He gently rotated the ring and projected a figure from above the ring.

"Thank you for your hard work." Boyd's mouth twitched slightly. "You're doing well, Ahan."

The man was wearing a white robe with gray edges and a tower pendant hanging on his chest. He looked young in his twenties. The hood covered his eyes, so he couldn't see his specific face clearly.

When Ah Han heard Boyd's question, he just nodded slightly and reached out his hand to turn off the communication device.

Boyd asked, "You can ask for anything you want, and I'll get it for you."

Ah Han shook his head and cut off the communication.

"You did very well."

The same praise sounded from behind Ahan, and the tall figure eroded from the back to the front: "Priest apprentice, Ahan."

Ah Han's pupils shrank slightly, and his breathing became much shorter.

He turned his head suddenly, lowered his head and leaned over, and said respectfully, "High Priest of Satyr."

The author has something to say: the last chapter... ah... I don't know what's going on. Anyway, it is being re-examined. As for when the audit is passed, it depends on fate. 【x