Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

Ge Xiu leaned his back against the wall of the isolation chamber, put his chin on his knees, and scanned his diagnosis results in a glance.

Lulai stared down at him.

His eye sockets are deep, his high and sharp brow bones cast deep shadows, and his thin lips are pressed restrained. Although there is not much change in his expression on his face, it gives people a cold and gloomy illusion inexplicably.

Hall was talking in a low voice with the doctors of four or five main ships outside the isolation cabin. Everyone looked solemn. The sound insulation effect of the cabin door was very good. Only through the thick glass, their lips could be seen silently and quickly. Opening and closing.

After a few minutes, they ended the discussion, and Hall opened the door and walked in.

Even though he tried to conceal it, the atmosphere that could not be regarded as relaxed still followed him to spread into the isolation cabin.

At this time, Ge Xiu finally finished reading his diagnosis. He stretched his legs, put the light screen on his knees, and said lightly:

"Okay, I know."

His attitude is too plain, as if what he was looking at was not his diagnosis report, but the recipe for today's dinner.

Hall hesitated for a while, and then said carefully: "Don't worry, the medical equipment on the main ship cannot be regarded as the most advanced in the entire galaxy, and the current medical and technological progress is amazing. Nothing will be the case. The real intractable disease..."

Ge Xiu nodded carelessly, not seeming to be listening: "Oh."

Hall choked, the opponent's almost indifferent appearance made him useless for a while, so he had to swallow the rest of the words into his throat.

Ge Xiu sat up from the bed, his bare feet dangling by the bed, the bones under the thin skin protruding, and the fragile bones seemed to break.

Lulai remained silent.

His gaze fell on Ge Xiu, restrained, powerful, and if there was any substance, the dark blue eyes seemed to be gestating a storm.

But it is extremely convergent, as if a certain complex and unpredictable emotion is stuffed in a tough and rigid shell without revealing the slightest.

Ge Xiu didn't seem to notice his strangeness.

Or even if you notice it, but don't care.

His eyes wandered aimlessly in the interior of the isolation cabin, and paused for a few seconds in several corners of the room without a trace. There was a monitoring instrument in the isolation room that could observe and track the patient's physical signs in the isolation cabin at all times. He frowned, retracted his gaze, and then pulled his special protective clothing a little disgustingly, and complained:

"This dress is too strange."

He shook his feet:

"So, when can I get out of this box?"

Hall hesitated: "This..."

Ge Xiu blinked and said nonchalantly, "Anyway, in my current situation, there is not much difference between staying here and staying outside, isn't it?"

That's true…

Hall asked for help to look at Lulai, who had remained silent from beginning to end.

Loulai's voice was cold, beyond doubt:

"no."

Ge Xiu's complexion collapsed: "Why?"

Loulay bent down and slowly took the light screen away from his knees, showing unshakable determination without a trace of hesitation:

"If you have any needs, you can contact me through Optical Brain, and I will try my best to satisfy it."

Ge Xiu clenched his wrist quickly, and his cold finger bones protruded from under the pale skin and pressed tightly on Lulai's wrist. He raised his eyebrows, with a smirk without much emotion on his face, lightly. Asked:

"You don't want to put me under house arrest, do you?-sir?"

His last two words were light and slow, each syllable crossed the teeth and rolled over the tip of the tongue, sounding unpredictable.

Lulai's movements stopped, he raised his eyes to look at Ge Xiu who was close at hand, the cold expression on his face softened a little, and he sighed:

"Your body needs real-time monitoring."

He straightened up, but did not remove his wrist from Ge Xiu's palm, but stood closer to the bed.

Lulai hesitated, raised his hand and rubbed it on the furry back of Ge Xiu, but he was mercilessly avoided by the other party.

The touch of the boy's cold fingers disappeared from his wrist.

He paused, retracted the palm of his hand that was in the air, and finally took a deep look at Ge Xiu, then turned and strode out of the isolation cabin.

Ge Xiu sullenly, staring at Lulai's back, his dark eyes squinted slightly, his expression indistinctly cloudy and sunny.

Hall turned his head and glanced at the closed door of the isolation compartment, hesitated for two seconds, and finally made up his mind, turned his head to look at Ge Xiu, and said:

"I know it must be very uncomfortable for you to stay here all the time, but the captain is also for your good... It will be twice as fast as the original plan-the medical facilities on the main ship are not advanced enough, but the research institute set up in the alliance has integrated the most cutting-edge medical technology of Interstellar."

He nodded briefly at Ge Xiu, then turned and left.

Gazing at the empty compartment, Ge Xiu rubbed his messy hair irritably, and threw himself on the hospital bed.

Ge Xiu wasn't surprised that there was a problem with his body.

Prior to this, he had always had a great time playing, but he didn’t think the referee would be so friendly to let him stay in every world for one or two hundred years, easily eliminating 1156 points of evil, so he was facing this kind of When the punished person is beyond their control, they must have some countermeasures to force a change in the course of the situation when they discover that their intentions have not been fulfilled according to the plan—and the failure of his body's organs just proves this point.

Ge Xiu thought for a while without moving. His eyelashes moved, he lifted his gaze uncontrollably, and once again, he swiped through several medical detectors in the corner of the room.

His face seemed paler than before.

It seemed that something restless was stirring under his skin.

Ge Xiu frowned, retracted his gaze, turned over, and curled himself up again.

·

Sure enough, as Hall said, Lou Lai accelerated the pace of expansion.

If he used to be a strategist who worked step by step and accumulated a lot of resources, now he is a sharp-edged and ambitious militant.

Lulai Sivir is worthy of being the God of War of the Alliance. As the former first marshal, his control of the Alliance army is terrible and heinous. He is well aware of every defensive weakness and tactical policy of the Alliance, and even familiar with the combat style of each general. And the deployment of troops-after all, they were once his subordinates and students, political enemies or opponents. They had never won ten years ago, and now it is even more impossible to make a difference. This sheer repressive force is almost frightening.

Under Lulai's ruthless and brutal attack, the Union army could almost be considered collapsed.

This blood and fire star that once made all the enemies of the Alliance frightened, finally pointed the sharp blade at their own chests.

And Ge Xiu’s previous plans were also well used in the next specific tactics. The Alliance’s hypocrisy and ruthless exploitation of the secondary galaxies were revealed, revealing the true virulent face, and the light of rebellion was like On the wasteland, Mars, which grows on the wind, quickly spread and swallowed the original order established by the alliance. At first, it was the commercial fleet that smashed the galaxy, then the fringe galaxies that rose in succession, the wandering free wanderers, and finally was swallowed. The mineral star and energy star controlled by the alliance's iron fist.

The resistance of the Mineral Star and Energy Star hit the Alliance the most. This cut off the source of life on which they depended for survival and maintenance, so they began to control more stringently, but the rumors that rose around were as unstoppable as a pandemic, and the reign of terror was like a catalyst for rebellion.

The alliance now has internal and external troubles.

However, Lulai's side is actually not easy. After all, after a long period of expansion, the alliance’s control territory has reached an extremely broad level. In fact, it is jointly controlled by multiple intertwined big families and divided up power. Although they have now achieved a phased victory, they want to Shaking its roots requires a longer tug of war.

As the absolute leader of the entire operation, Lulai's military affairs are incredibly busy. The vast sea of ​​affairs are waiting for him to deal with, except for basic inspection work, he rarely leaves the decision-making area at the top of the main ship, but he shows no signs of being overwhelmed.

As if under his human skin, the skeletal muscles and even the brain seemed to be constructed by machinery and driven by energy. They were always running at a surprisingly high speed, and it seemed that there was never the possibility of stopping to rest.

However, what everyone did not expect was that Ge Xiu was unexpectedly cooperative and obedient during this period of time.

—After all, his criminal record is really unforgettable.

But he unexpectedly didn't make any moths, but stayed in the isolation room obediently. Except for the occasional weird and unsatisfied requirements, he can almost be regarded as an impeccable patient. And Lulai always had extraordinary patience and indulgence towards him, except that there was no room for negotiation on letting him go, and it could almost be regarded as responsive.

The isolation cabin was expanded to the size close to the captain's cabin at the fastest speed to prevent Ge Xiu from getting bored.

All his resource allocation and living treatments are all specifications that the captain can enjoy.

Any rare and interesting loot captured by the fleet going out to fight will always be sent to Ge Xiu's room as soon as possible.

This caused some strange rumors to spread secretly on the main ship, but Loulay’s attitude towards this was extremely ambiguous. He seemed to resolutely put an end to the spread of rumors, but he did not impose any substantive punishment on the spreader. , This is very unusual in terms of his previous iron-blooded style, and to a certain extent, it makes this kind of rumors more authentic.

As the other protagonist of the rumors, Ge Xiu was unexpectedly silent.

He remodeled the isolation room several times to resemble a second workshop. His material desires are almost pitiful. The scope of his high-standard life is limited to those high-quality candy of various colors, and as for those who are given away. The rare trophies in the isolation room are divided and disposed of completely in accordance with the rules of "useful" and "useless".

The useful ones were disassembled and studied, and then re-created, while the useless ones were simply thrown away to his subordinates, who were taken out to divide up at will.

And Ge Xiu is about rumors...

It is neither admitting nor denying, but more like pure ignorance and carelessness.

This again makes a group of gossip crews who are busy with a strange sense of uncertainty.

Their relationship is vague and chaotic, and almost no one can give an accurate definition. It seems like Schrodinger’s cat wants to see if the creatures inside are dead or alive. There is no possibility other than opening the box, but no one dares to open the lid, as if there is something secretive and unknown disaster hidden in it, which will be released. An instant swallowed and destroyed all nearby existence.

At this time, Lou Lai was standing outside the expanded compartment.

The war is now rapidly spreading, but it does not seem to affect the medical area where Ge Xiu is located. The environment here is quiet and peaceful, like a completely isolated paradise.

Lulai has a straight back, palms behind him, his whole body is like a powerful gun, and his tall and straight figure is as sharp as a cold weapon.

His face was calm, his eyes dark, as if waiting for something, as if he was just silently indulging in his thoughts.

It wasn't until two minutes later that he moved suddenly, steadily raised his hand and pushed open the hatch, and strode in calmly.

As if the stagnation and hesitation of those few minutes had never happened before.

In fact, this is the second time Lulai has stepped into this place since he left here that day—he hadn't walked in front of the medical area before, but he never chose to walk into it once.

It's because of busy official duties.

After all, there are countless documents in his captain's room waiting for his discussion and approval, and the strategy of key battles waiting for him to formulate.

…Is it really?

The small voice asked in his heart.

Lou Lai didn't want to go into it.

Perhaps he was worried that once he started to delve into it, something that shouldn't have been opened would come out, which made him instinctively want to avoid and alienate.

The isolation room has been transformed beyond recognition. Numerous pieces of ornaments and machinery are stacked on the ground. The walls are inlaid with a few huge tool tables. Several unused finished products are flashing blue light from time to time in the corners of the room. Alloy , Circuit boards, chips, stacked messily in every corner of the room, almost breathless.

Loulay's gaze flicked across the decoration of the compartment, and finally-as if determined-landed in the center of the room.

Ge Xiu was sitting cross-legged on a hospital bed that was twice as spacious as before, reading something with his head down.

There is a strange magnetic field on him, it seems that no matter where he is, he can always drag everyone's sight and attention to him, and then he can never leave.

It's like gravity.

This metaphor was fleeting in Lulai's mind.

When he looked up and saw him, Ge Xiu was taken aback for a moment, then slowly raised one eyebrow, revealing a puzzled expression:

"How did you come?"

His tone is really rude.

Lulai's face was unpredictable, and he didn't seem to have any intention of pursuing his attitude, but took a few steps slowly, and while letting the sterilization instrument on his head scan his whole body up and down, he looked at Ge Xiu quietly.

For a whole month, the fine meals and recuperation programs planned and calculated by professional nutritionists did not play a role in the slightest.

Compared to the last time we met, he seems to be thinner.

A pair of dark eyes looked exceptionally large, and the cheekbones were stunned under the pale skin, like a pair of flying wings.

It could only be regarded as malnutrition, but now it is almost shocking.

Although Lu Lai has been entangled in military affairs during this period, he did not miss the daily reading of Ge Xiu's health report-no matter from the monitoring value or the therapy feedback, everything is not optimistic, although the doctor on board has used his life experience. Learn to try and heal, but it seems that nothing can stop Ge Xiu's five internal organs and organs from slowing down, but they are irreversibly debilitating and destroying.

Loulay looked at him.

Ge Xiu's face still has that innocent and playful look, it seems that a careless child is observing the world intently.

But there is nothing interesting enough in this world that he is willing to keep.

Lu Lai calmly suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, nodded briefly at Ge Xiu as a greeting, and then said concisely:

"I believe you are paying attention to the latest developments."

Ge Xiu stretched out his body, his slender ankles stuck out from under the isolation suit, and there was a casual smile on his face:

"After all, being trapped here, there is nothing to do, right?"

He put the electronic screen on his lap, and it showed the latest battle reports. There were alliances and Lulai’s. The most colorful and conspicuous was one of them. A heavy starship under Lulai was unexpected. The tactical stronghold of the second galaxy in the eastern part of the Alliance was abandoned, and the medical research institute only two light years away was captured. The so-called tactical experts of the Alliance are racking their brains to analyze the enemy’s intentions in this game—from From the general bureau of war to the character of the characters, from the metaphysical to the subconscious.

Ge Xiu glanced at the light screen on his knees: "So are you really a weird soldier who is particularly obsessed with surgery"?"

He read the epilogue of one of the editions in a deliberately exaggerated and artificial tone, with a hint of gloat and laughter in his voice.

Lulai's expression remained unmoving, he raised his eyebrows:

"What do you think?"

Ge Xiu didn't get much provocative fun in his expression, and he couldn't help but curl his lips somewhat boringly.

He fell back on the bed and said lazily:

"So, how do we get there?"

Loulay lowered his eyes and looked at his movements, and there was a softness in his voice that he hadn't noticed:

"Wait for a moment Hall will come with medical personnel with isolation transportation equipment, and then he will take you to the coordinates of the medical research institute, where you will get a comprehensive examination and treatment."

Ge Xiu suddenly sat up. He tilted his head and asked:

"So, are you actually here to say goodbye to me?"

Yes.

The syllable suddenly got stuck in Lulai's throat.

At this moment, the sound of the door opening of the isolation compartment behind broke the sudden viscous atmosphere in the air. Lulai turned his head and saw Hall and several other doctors who were responsible for the diagnosis and treatment of Ge Xiu coming in, a huge The isolation transport device was pushed in behind them, and a partition made of special glass wrapped the soft bed in it, like some kind of peculiar crystal ball.

bid farewell. It lies so vividly in the room, like an insurmountable abyss.

No one knows what disease Ge Xiu is suffering from, and no one knows whether his physical condition can survive the end of the war, and Lulai is dragged by the whirlpool of events, unable to leave the command seat until all the dust settles.

This separation may mean farewell.

The emotions on Lulai's face were dull, the light golden eyelashes concealed the blue eyes, like golden sunlight across the deep sea.

He put his hands behind his back and his broad shoulders were taut, restraining the powerful force under his body.

His face seemed to be covered by a granite mask, cold, indifferent, and indestructible, no one could spy the thoughts and emotions surging under him.

The doctor pushed the isolation transport bed to the side of the bed, Ge Xiu glanced at the transparent isolation transport cabin, his face sank.

He frowned in disgust, his face full of rejection: "You don't want me to come in here?"

The doctor was taken aback, glanced at Lulai standing beside him in fear, and then hesitantly nodded: "That...Yes, only in this way can you ensure that your body will not be infected during the process..."

Ge Xiu laughed shortly: "Is it more likely to be infected than the garbage star I left before?"

The doctor choked: "This..."

Ge Xiu squinted his eyes, and there was an unconcealed contempt in his voice: "Or, you have already confirmed that my physical condition was caused by an infection?"

Beads of sweat ooze from the doctor's forehead: "...this..."

They really couldn’t make a diagnosis, let alone what caused Ge Xiu’s organ failure. Let alone the source of infection, his body had no traces of invasion and damage. They had to do it to the extent that they could do it. Just try to be cautious.

Ge Xiu raised his eyebrows:

"Since I came back, I have been very cooperative, right?"

This... is true.

In the next second, Ge Xiu lifted his lips, with a bright smile on his face:

"If you really want to put me in this cover, I'm not so sure."

He blinked, and there was a hidden danger flowing under his dark eyes, and his voice was soft and innocent:

"So, you don't want to see me being uncooperative."

The doctor had more sweat on his forehead, and he couldn't help turning his head to ask for help and looked at Lulai, who looked unpredictable.

Lou Lay lowered his eyes, no happiness or anger was visible on his face, he pondered for a few seconds, then slowly said:

"It's okay, let him do it."

The isolation cover was pushed out.

Lou Lai stepped forward and bent down, moving one hand over Ge Xiu's thin spine in a natural and gentle motion, and crossing his leg with the other hand, as if carefully holding up a feather. He hugged him almost without any effort.

Ge Xiu blinked, and realized afterwards that he seemed to be suddenly vacated, and his smile froze.

that…

Actually he can go.

After all, failure of the five internal organs is not a broken limb.

However, he raised his eyes again to look at the man’s contoured mandibular curve, and then looked around at the dumbfounded people who were onlookers. His gaze stayed for a moment on Hall’s face as if he had seen a ghost, and finally he decided badly. It's good to say nothing.

He rested his head on Lulai's strong and warm chest with peace of mind, squinted his eyes, and watched with interest the various facial expressions of the crowd.

From the medical area to the ship loading area, all the people along the way have a frightened expression. If they either tripped with their left foot and fell flat with their right foot because of a trance, they were bewildered and walked the wrong way. On the contrary, they were the culprits. The culprit Lulai and Ge Xiu had ordinary faces, calm and composed, as if everything was right and right, there was nothing to be surprised at.

On the way, Ge Xiu's evil taste was greatly satisfied.

Until he was put on the seat of the cockpit, the safety protection device was carefully fastened.

Ge Xiu smacked his lips and sighed.

Pity.

Such a funny expression can't be appreciated for a while...It's really a violent thing.

He yawned, squinted his eyes sleepily, a little bit of physiological tears clouded his eyelashes-since his organs began to fail, he was easily sleepy.

Ge Xiu leaned on the back of the ship's chair and blinked sleepily, and Lulai's tall and straight figure became a little blurred in his vision.

The next second, the shaking sensation of the ship's engine start-up was transmitted-the starship took off.

and many more…

Ge Xiu was taken aback.

No, the starship took off?

He opened his eyes and turned to look at Lulai who was sitting beside him: "...Why are you still here?!"

Loulay lowered his eyes, and a secret smile flashed quickly under his eyes, but his voice was still calm and calm, and he said in an official manner:

"You are right, I really don't want to see you being uncooperative-so it is safer for me to send you to the medical clinic myself."

Ge Xiu: "..."

He saw the vague reflection of his face in the porthole behind Lou Lai.

As colorful as the others before.

-Gan.