Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

Lou Lai knew that he was dreaming.

The endless silence and darkness hugged him, slowly and gently dragging him toward the depths, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't wake up.

The broken memory fragments are like mirrors floating around, each piece is sealed with endless blood and fire. The war was accompanied by blazing flames burning with dazzling colors, and silent wailing was tossing through it. Each piece was the mud and pain he had experienced—broken fleets, collapsing stars, and painful human beings.

That was the alliance expansion war.

He had no obstacles in his body, and his heart was like a stone, swinging a knife to cut off any obstacles that hindered his path.

He walked alone in the flames of war and hell, leaving behind the bitter cry of the sound of the sky. He is the **** of war, an unstoppable blade, and a destroyer to destroy everything. Wherever he goes, there are ruins and wolves.

He returned to his homeland in glory and praise, and what awaited him was the worship and praise of the whole country, but as far as he could see, there were ignorance, lies, corruption, greed, power, arbitrariness—the planet was squeezed out by worms, and the galaxy Being embezzled and occupied, human beings are just empty numbers and available resources.

The **** and tyrannical crown worn on the head of the culprit was delivered by himself.

Lou Lai still remembers his anger when he discovered the truth.

The dark anger has not faded so far, suppressed by him, hidden deep in his heart, burning constantly under his calm appearance.

There is no reason for his rebellion.

On the contrary, it is the slaves and the slaves who need help for the abuser—they need a good enough excuse to let him give them half a contemptuous look before the slaughter.

He was persistently and calmly angry.

The extremely powerful and deep desire for destruction was restrained by him under the surface of indifference. The hot magma rushed silently under the earth's crust. When he was weak-willed, he tried to break free from the restraint of his self-control, always looking for a way to raging, searching for a vent. The exit.

In the ups and downs, he suddenly felt that a soft, fragile body was clasped in his palm.

No resistance, no struggle.

Lou Lai struggled to open his eyes, his eyelids were heavy as if filled with lead, everything in front of him seemed to be spinning like crazy, and thousands of ghosts were reflected by countless lights—

A familiar face was approaching, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see through the white mist in front of him.

On the contrary, a brand-new illusion appeared before his eyes.

Lulai vaguely felt that he was hugging a butterfly, a butterfly that was always struggling. It fluttered with soft wings, and the slippery powder scattered on his palm and fingertips, trying to break free from his control and flew away from him. -However, as long as he simply applies force, it can be easily broken, destroyed, and crushed.

I was torn off my wings and left forever.

Just as he had always expected.

The desire for control and exclusivity roared deep in his chest, urging him to strike, like a demon whispering in his ear over and over again.

Your hands are full of sin and blood. Don't think that you can hold onto any good existence—except this.

As long as you work hard.

The soft throat was in the palm of his hand.

Under the thin skin is the fragile throat bone, and his fingertips can feel the fresh and warm blood rushing through the blood vessels, radiating an unignorable heat.

Hard.

Lou Lai let go.

He pressed his hot cheeks against the soft and cool neck of the opponent, sniffing the warm and sweet candy scent deeply, holding him, rubbing the opponent's body into his own bones and blood. It's like a tired traveler hugging a treasure found in a muddy battlefield.

Jumbo held him back tenderly and stroked his back with his fingers.

Then there was betrayal without hesitation.

With the injection of the cold injection, his consciousness was irresistibly separated from the body, his limbs lost control, and he broke free from his angry and painful nerve ends.

"Shhh."

The boy comforted him with a gentle voice.

Lulai was once again dragged into a dark and dreamless sleep.

I don't know how long it took.

The sound of a firefight seemed to be heard in the distance.

The intensive sound of guns seemed to come from thousands of kilometers away, dull and faint, and faintly lifted the dark curtain of half-angle consciousness.

The high fever caused by the infection still haunted him, and all the sights before him seemed to be distorted and blurred. Lulai tried to regain control of his limbs, but failed.

In the dimness, he saw the hatch open.

A slender figure walked in front of him and bent down.

The soft and cold palms pressed against his cheeks, as if testing his body temperature. The familiar smell of gunpowder and blood spread into his nasal cavity, making his vague consciousness a little sober in an instant.

Next, he saw Ge Xiu.

He looked very tired, almost exhausted.

The moment the two met, the boy seemed to frown, and then began to whisper about the conflict between his good physique and the efficacy of the medicine.

Lulai couldn't quite hear what he was talking about.

All his energy was concentrated on the opponent's neck. Ge Xiu's neck was slender and fragile, but there was a bluish-black scar under the jaw line, which looked particularly shocking on the pale skin.

He wanted to feel his wound.

In the next second, Lulai slowly realized that he had actually raised his hand—perhaps the effect of the medicine weakened his willpower.

But his palm was intercepted by the opponent in the middle.

Ge Xiu stared at him condescendingly, looking at the look on his face extremely seriously-Lou Lai was a little disturbed, he didn't know whether the expression on his face revealed his true emotions, but the desire to be touched had overcome everything.

He slackened his strength, letting his cold fingers hold his palm.

"I have sent the ship's coordinates to Hall, and he will be here soon."

With an elusive smile on Ge Xiu's lips, he bent down, the distance between the two was quickly shortened, and Lulai could almost see the frequency and curvature of his eyelashes trembling.

After two seconds, he realized that the other party was talking:

"The deadlock has been broken. The road to the future has been cleared."

He took Lulai's hand and dropped a feather-light kiss on the back of his hand:

"-His Majesty."

and many more…

What?

Lulai barely struggled with a brief sober mind in the chaotic mud. He spent several times longer than usual trying to understand the meaning of the other party’s words, but the remaining medicine made his efforts in vain. Even so, The panic that made him incomprehensible suddenly swept through, like a raging wave, submerging his senses and letting him sink and float weakly in it.

He wants to say something.

Try to prevent some unknown but inevitable event from happening.

But all attempts were silted in the paralyzed body.

The boy gave him another injection and turned away in his dimmed vision.

Before he fell into a deep icy dark sleep, the slowly closing ship door made a light sound, everything became distant, and the slender back was swallowed by the door door.

·

It was already twenty hours after Lulai woke up.

He sat up in the isolation cabin.

Except for the faint dull pain of the spine and severely damaged internal organs that are still in the recovery period, some shallow skin injuries have basically begun to heal, and there is a slight itching from the light pink new scars.

Lu Lai lowered his eyes and squeezed his fingers into fists, feeling the power taken by the anesthetic slowly returning to his body.

As if suddenly remembering something, he moved for a while and turned the palm of his hand.

The cold, dazzling light in the compartment fell on the back of his hand.

Under the smooth and clean skin, the slender and powerful finger bones are slightly raised, which contains strong power.

Lulai's eyes were drooping and silent, and his unpredictable gaze stayed on that piece of skin for a long time, a little lost.

Are those blurry and broken pictures dreams?

Or is it just an illusion caused by the brain's self-protection?

It was difficult for Lulai to be sure for a while.

At this moment, the door outside the isolation cabin suddenly opened, and Hall and several other confidants hurriedly walked in from outside, apparently knowing Lulai's awakening through the ecological inspection system. Everyone's face is filled with excitement and joy that can't be concealed, and his eyes are full of admiration and admiration.

Lu Lai condensed some of his divergent thoughts, and simply nodded at the crowd through the glass of the compartment.

After half an hour's report, Lou Lai had roughly learned the current state of affairs.

In order to distract the Alliance’s attention, the remnant fleet trapped in the laser array took the initiative to attack, and the entire army was exhausted.

The ship driven by Ge Xiu sent a response signal to the main ship after breaking through the signal interception zone, and joined with the elite fleet led by Hall, swallowing half of the alliance's main fleet with a surprise attack, and severely injuring the remaining forces of the alliance.

The alliance's attempt to detonate the star to create a black hole strategy provoked a strong backlash throughout the interstellar range. They not only sent war to the medical center that should have been sheltered, but even made a bet on the billions of lives in at least three small galaxies. Such frantic, desperate behaviors caused many neutral family monks to fall back on the planet. To them.

After this battle, the Alliance not only failed to take Lulai's life, but the fleet suffered heavy losses as a result. The families that had given them their support have renounced their contracts, and even the largest energy and mineral galaxy that the regime relied on has set off a frenetic wave of rebellion.

Their rule is precarious, and there is no suspense about the upcoming complete collapse.

Loulay listened calmly to the reports of his subordinates, and from time to time issued one or two corresponding orders, from sending troops, decisive battles, conquering the capital, to awarding honors, comforting, and even rebuilding after the war. His words are short and powerful, and are straight to the subject.

Everyone listened to his instructions with great respect, and quickly jotted down a summary on the light brain he carried.

No one knows better than them, who is the man sitting in front of them—

Lulai Sivir.

Once the alliance **** of war, the future imperial emperor.

In the next three months, he will wear the crown of lofty glory, hold the supreme authority, and rise to the highest position among the stars.

The attention of all the people, the hope of all people.

—"The road to the future has been cleared."

Lulai fell silent suddenly.

There was a heavy silence in the air, and a little louder breathing seemed to become a superfluous thing. No one dared to make a sound, but dared to remain silent in the same way.

Finally, Lou Lai raised his eyes and asked the question that had been on the tip of his lips since the moment he woke up:

"Where is Ge Xiu?"

As soon as his voice fell, the atmosphere in the air instantly became tense. As if the invisible string is slowly tightening, it will break in the next second.

Everyone lowered their heads subconsciously, as if they could escape from Lulai's real sight.

Finally, Hall took a deep breath and said carefully:

"Ge Xiu...he's gone."

Ge Xiu fulfilled his promise, and he sent Lulai back to the main ship intact. So, Hall honored his.

Leviathan.

The so-called "commission".

Ge Xiu took his former crew and drove the starship that had been repaired, but had been parked in the cabin, and then left like this.

His departure was as abruptly when he arrived.

Without taking away any rewards, leaving no trace, as if an invisible wind swept in with howling, and then disappeared without a trace in the vast horizon.

Lulai's gaze fell on the back of his hand again.

The skin seemed to still have a distinct touch—the cold and soft lips pressed down gently, rough, with dry dead skin, and when rubbed across the skin, it gave a slight itching like feathers.

The butterfly finally flew away.

Hall observed Lulai's expression and boldly said: "The main ship of the Leviathan positioning system has permission to remotely open it. If you need it, your subordinates can now send a frigate to chase—"

Loulay glanced at him, his eyes were very weak, but he managed to silence Hall subconsciously.

He retracted his gaze: "So, the Second Medical Research Center didn't trap him, eh?"

Interrogative sentence. But the tone of the declarative sentence is used.

Hall nodded: "Yes."

Lou Lay lowered his eyes thoughtfully, rubbed his thumb across the skin on the back of his hand, as if to brush away the remaining phantom, suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and smiled softly. .

His laughter was low and short, and quickly dissipated into the empty room. Hall almost suspected that it was his own auditory hallucinations.

"No need to chase."

Hall was taken aback, raised his eyes subconsciously, but he saw the smile on Lulai's lips that hadn't faded, and he couldn't help but feel a little shocked:

"you…"

Lu Lai hooked her lips: "I just figured out some things."

Hall frowned slightly, swallowing his suspicion down his throat.

Lou Lai retracted his gaze, tapped the empty tranquilizer metal shell on the iron frame with his fingertips, and said:

"He gave me a large dose of tranquilizers, not because I was worried that I would not cooperate with his evacuation plan. I am the commander of this war, knowing better than anyone that the victory of the war requires victims, and temporary weakness and impulsiveness will only cause more. Casualties."

Hall's face was not so good: "He doesn't want his plan to leave to be blocked."

Lou Lai nodded.

Hall gritted his teeth, finally made up his mind and asked:

"Subordinates still don't understand why you don't want me to send a fleet to chase him."

He could see that the captain's attitude towards Ge Xiu was different. Therefore, before the Leviathan was driven away, he would install a positioning program that could be opened remotely-the program has been upgraded, and it is difficult to detect even if it is a full deep scan of the starship operating system. He couldn't figure out why Lulai refused to send a ship to chase the Leviathan, just as he didn't understand why Ge Xiu left on the eve of victory.

You know, based on his contribution to this war, coupled with Lulai's blue eyes on him, it is enough to make him noble and noble for generations.

This strange boy, after experiencing the test of war, was unwilling to enjoy the fruits of victory.

Lu Lai chuckled:

"Don't you understand? He will only be caught if he wants."

Whether it is the main ship or the medical center, he does not leave just because he is willing to stay, not because he cannot break through the tight defense system.

Thinking about it now, the reason he received treatment may be the same-just to confirm that Lulai's side can win the final victory.

Once there is no suspense over the outcome of the war, he will leave without hesitation.

The cold and pale light in the compartment illuminates his face. The prolonged battle and hard work made Loulai a little thinner, and made the deep lines on his face sharper and more compelling, becoming more and more like a sharply defined marble sculpture. In the shadow cast by the high eyebrow bones, the light-colored eyes droop slightly, looking inexplicably affectionate:

"Some people can't be trapped."

Perhaps for some people, prosperity, fame and fortune are just another kind of prison.

Lou Lay stood up, the smooth and vigorous texture lines unfolded with his movements, simply put the coat over his shoulders, and walked outwards. The wounds on his body that were once deadly enough did not hinder him. He didn't even think about it. He said:

"Let's go, we still have things to do."

A new era is waiting ahead.

·

In Xingyuan 3407, the Sivir Empire was established.

Several major galaxy forces have reshuffled, and the era of alliance rule that was once dominated by power has ended. Instead, it has been replaced by a more concentrated and efficient empire regime, and the entire interstellar has entered an unprecedented era of unity. Under the emperor’s iron fist, the humanitarian decree of the alliance that had existed as a deceiver for the people was abolished, and the interstellar rebuilt new laws and rules, and no longer divided the hierarchy according to the power of the galaxy. The planet that was once a garbage dumping ground because of being exploited and plundered by the Alliance, cleaned up the environment and rebuilt after the disaster under the funds and protection of the empire, and has the right to elect representatives to enter the imperial parliament. Even passed a bill to protect independent merchant ships and interstellar wanderers, providing them with meticulous and comprehensive medical services.

Such achievements can be achieved within a few short years after the war. As the founder of the empire, Lou Lai Sivir contributed a lot.

He is like a never-tiring working machine, supporting the complex affairs of the new empire with amazing willpower. After the post-war reconstruction work is roughly completed, the private life of the emperor's majesty immediately entered the eyes of the media and the masses.

The ruler of the empire is young, handsome and charming. He is almost all recognized dream lovers. Girls of the right age of various big families flock to them. They desperately create chance encounters at banquets and other occasions, but they are often blocked by quietly. . Now that there are not only vacancies in the post, but even a little bit of peachy news can not be dug out, the private life of the emperor is so clean, even if he is called an extreme ascetic.

Insiders who had participated in the war revealed to the media that the emperor was waiting for someone.

But the media racked their brains and tried their best to dig out the little bit of the legendary news. Only the insider’s only comment on this matter:

"When you have seen the dazzling brilliance of stars, the dim fluorescence can no longer cover your eyes."

The whole report is based on this topic, and from beginning to end, it is full of mystic and exaggerated remarks. The inference and description of the emperor's sweetheart who have only appeared in the rumors are from the beginning to the end.

"...Shit doesn't make sense."

Xiaoyi mumbled, cut off the peach-colored news page on the light screen, and began to read the next page of the supernatural legend with relish.

[The Leviathan, named after a behemoth in mythology, a ghost ship that mysteriously disappeared from the Battle of the Alliance, was recently witnessed appearing in the constellation Orion...]

Before he could finish reading, a lazy voice came from the front:

"Are you all ready?"

Xiaoyi hurriedly turned off the light screen in front of him and buckled the protective device on the seat: "Yes!"

Behind the other crewmembers murmured with excitement and excitement. Xiao Yi took a deep breath, and his eyes fell on the command chair at the forefront. The young boy’s slender figure was almost swallowed by the wide leather chair, but it still radiated. A strong sense of presence.

His voice was lazy and calm, but Xiaoyi could perceive it, and there was a suppressed desire clamoring deep in the other's throat:

"Next, let's take a look at the edge of this starry sky."

The huge starship was launched under the shining light of stars, the delicate and smooth lines of the ship were outlined in light gold, and the large and crooked characters written in red lacquer on the side of the ship were illuminated;

"LEVIATHAN".