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"You really haven't changed at all, you're still the same as before."

Chapter 41 Drugs

The hospitals in Jiang Fan's memory were all large rooms with six to eight people in one room. Nurses hurriedly pushed carts in and out of each floor. There were LCD screens hanging on the walls of the halls to play news. There was a lot of chattering everywhere.

But Natasha's clinic is different. There are no redundant medical staff here, and there are few patients in the clinic. There are no patients leaning on the bench with their coats or simply setting up simple beds in the corridor.

There are only a few scattered beds in the room, which are simply separated by blue medical screens. In the center of the clinic is a square wooden table with several cups of steaming tea on it. Various posters about body care are posted on it. In a prominent place in the room, a bitter smell mixed with various medicinal herbs gently filled the room.

The room was extremely quiet, with only the ticking sound of the clock hanging on the wall. Yueqiu Qi and Danheng were separated by Jiang Fan and Natasha for other reasons. At this time, they were probably playing hide-and-seek with Hook or something. He was visiting Panyan Town, and he had been sitting here for ten minutes, and the cup of tea in front of him had been refilled four times.

"Nata...do you know who I am?" Jiang Fan gently blew the hot air from the tea, breaking the silence in the room.

Natasha studied his face: "You know, it's still exactly the same as before. It's as if you haven't aged at all. Time has left no trace on you, but the traces of your stay in Belloberg have also disappeared."

"Yes." Jiang Fan nodded, his eyes blurred, as if his thoughts flew to the end of distant time, "Obviously everything is so familiar, but also strange. Everyone has forgotten my existence, as if the world has abandoned me. It feels like the hero who saved the world returns triumphantly, but everyone is looking at him in confusion, as if they don’t know why this person is here.”

"There is neither applause nor flowers, nor cheers nor banquets, just those strange eyes, sharper than the blades, as if you, the returning hero, are an outsider."

Natasha hesitated for a moment and sighed softly: "But this is all too weird. What kind of power can be strong enough to distort everyone's memory and change reality?"

"I don't know." Jiang Fan shook his head, "What about you? Is it because the relationship between us is indestructible? So you don't have amnesia?"

"If feelings are indestructible, then it is Sylva, Jeppard and Seele who should not lose their memory. As for Cocolia, I think she is the only one who can still keep you in her memory. Although she still has Not confirmed." Natasha said quietly.

"You should be glad that I am a doctor. Sometimes new drugs need to be tested before conclusions can be drawn. Otherwise, even if you were standing in front of me today, I would regard you as a familiar Iron Guard." Natasha glanced at She glanced at him, with a lightness in her tone, as if she had gone back more than ten years ago, when she was still a girl with a fluttering white skirt, not the old witch Hook said.

Maybe it was the reunion of old friends, or maybe it was some emotion in her heart. Her heartstrings seemed to be gently plucked, and the sound waves spread out. She suddenly felt relaxed, as if something heavy had been lifted. down.

After so many years, she had forgotten many of the plots, and the encounter that had once moved her heart had become a little blurry. But breathing the rusty air, she sat on the path at the end of the mine tunnel and looked at the entire city. , she could still remember the agreement she had made with someone, but that person's face was blurry in her mind, and she couldn't see it clearly.

If it weren't for the development of new drugs, she might never have the chance to see that man's face clearly in her life. After many years, she never gave up looking for him, but everyone had forgotten about the talented young man from the Landau family, and that person. Belloberg is the youngest, most passionate and dream-filled Great Guardian.

A person's path is always lonely, and loneliness makes people want to die. There was a time when she was almost wrapped in endless fatigue, so tired that it seemed that her heart could not beat.

She even suspected that there was something wrong with her nerves, and she was like a madman searching the streets for a lonely ghost.

But she hesitated again. If even she gave up, would anyone still remember him?

He may have been forgotten in a corner of the world. He shouted desperately, "I am Jiang Fan, the great guardian of Belloberg." But no one would excuse him and even move him. A stone blocked the corner to prevent this lunatic from causing harm to Beloberg.

But in the end, almost when she wanted to give up, they met again, not an encounter, but a reunion... But it was so late... He was still high-spirited and dressed in white... But she had long been Not the girl with the fluttering skirt.

"Thank you for your rock-solid will. At least it makes me feel that the world is much warmer." Jiang Fan shook his head with emotion and drank the tea in one gulp, as boldly as he drank whiskey.

"All these years..." Natasha pursed her lips and wanted to ask something, but in the end she sighed and said nothing, just holding the tea cup and sipping it.

Jiang Fan knew what Natasha wanted to ask, but he didn't answer and didn't know how to answer. Could it be that he was exiled to a different dimension? A day there is a year here, which is ridiculous, but at least it sounds reasonable.

Jiang Fan fell into deep thought for a long time until Natasha poured him another cup of hot tea.

"Can you tell me a story about these years?... Nata."

There was a cool silence in the room. Their eyes met with each other, and their eyes were shining. The clock on the wall made a slight sound of 'tick-tock', and time passed slowly like this.

Natasha sighed softly, with a smile on her face. The tiredness gradually dissipated, and the familiar feeling returned, no longer unfamiliar at all.

She looked at Jiang Fan's deep eyes and was finally defeated. Sure enough, the instructor was right. People should not meet someone who is too stunning when they are young, otherwise everything will pale in comparison to him.

"Everything is fine, even prosperous. Cocolia passed the selection of the Great Guardian and became the youngest Great Guardian after you. Siluwa also joined the Technical Department of the Builder as she wished, but now she is only on a temporary basis. .”

"She ran a machine shop on the corner and occasionally gave concerts, and the songs she sang were still rock 'n' roll."

"Jepard has now become the guard of the Silver-maned Iron Guard, taking on the important task of protecting Beloberg. Xile was raised by Cocolia, and she has also become the commander of the Silver-maned Iron Guard. , He is a reliable child." Natasha paused.

"Kokolia also adopted a child named Bronya from the lower area, and seems to want to train her to become the next great guardian. You also know Xier's temperament. She has been chattering wildly since she was a child, as if she has been there forever. The flying butterflies are affectionately called Xida pillows by the teachers, so Cocolia also knows it very well, so she will train Bronya."

"Are you looking for Cocolia?" Natasha suddenly asked him.

Jiang Fan shook his head in silence, and the hand holding the tea cup unconsciously exerted force, and the cup even made some kind of overwhelmed sound.

"Don't break my teacup. It's an old thing I bought when I was in medical school." Natasha shrugged and chuckled, "Did you know? Bronya did not follow Cocolia's surname Lan. Germany, but...Landau, that's why I feel that she has never forgotten you."

"You should really go back and find her, then hug her, kiss her, and then the two of you tell your thoughts and love. That would be a happy ending. Of course, Sylva and Jeppard will have to rely on your own efforts, not that Is love the most powerful force in the world?”

Jiang Fan lowered his head and looked at the teacup in his hand. The sparkling water reflected the lampshade on the ceiling and Natasha's gentle eyes.

He took a sip of tea, and the contradictory taste of bitterness and sweetness spread in his throat. The taste that should not coexist danced on the tip of his tongue, contradictory and complicated...

"Yeah...love is the most powerful force in the world...not a drug..." He murmured softly, his voice dissipating like ripples in the sound of the clock.

Chapter 42 Meeting in the Planets

It was quiet in Natasha's clinic. The boiling water in the teapot was steaming thickly. Natasha stood up and poured the black tea into the ceramic cup in front of Jiang Fan. Her eyes gently glanced at the submissive man standing in front of him. Everyone had a faint smile on their lips.

"I really underestimated you." Jiang Fan drank the warm black tea with no unnecessary expression on his face.

Dan Heng opened his mouth to say something, but finally closed his mouth silently, with a look of helplessness deep in his eyes.

"Awesome, these new stars from Fight Club." Jiang Fan put the tea cup back on the table and said quietly.

"Cold-faced little green dragon? Cute girl? Galaxy baseball man?" Jiang Fan's eyes slowly swept across the people standing in front of him, and finally rested on a man with a flattering look on his face.

"Oh, and you, Sambo Corgi."

"Uh...it's Sambo Koski...hehe~ It's a Corgi, it's a Corgi." Sambo met Jiang Fan's cold gaze, quickly rubbed his hands and nodded flatteringly.

"I just drank tea with Nata, and you became the new star of the Fight Club. I think you are quite talented. Why don't you stay here to settle down and develop? A new force in the galaxy?" Jiang Fan resisted and wanted to kick Sang. Bo had the urge to kick him out and shook his head.

"We didn't do it on a whim. Think about it, the Fight Club is a mixed bag of good and bad, so it's a perfect place to get information." March 7 bit her lips lightly in defense.

"Did Sang Bo tell you that?" Jiang Fan glanced at her and then fixed his gaze on Xing, "You dug through the trash can at the door, right? There were also broken barrels on the street, and Those broken lampshades.”

"According to reliable information from the Mole Party, they saw a silver-haired elder sister wielding a bat and destroying barrels on the street."

"You have become popular. Almost most of the people in Panyan Town know that there are several silver-maned iron guards who participated in the Fight Club competition and even swept the opponents to be themselves. The iron guards in the lower area have already started to investigate. , The Silver Mane Iron Guard has clear rules, that is, it cannot participate in any activities related to gambling..."

"Shh." Xing suddenly interrupted Jiang Fan's words, with a smile on his lips. Under Jiang Fan's surprised gaze, he sat down next to him, then picked up the tea cup and smelled it for a long time with his eyes closed:

"As expected of black tea, it has the aroma of black tea and is even sweeter in the mouth. The taste of black tea permeates the entire taste buds."

Jiang Fan almost laughed out of anger at Xing. He didn't say anything and just stared at her to see if she had anything else to say.

"Do you think we are just here to fight? Do you think I dig through trash cans and break barrels just for personal hobbies?" Xing took a sip of black tea and said lightly.

March Qi and Dan Heng looked up at her. Of course, the purpose of their fight was not to simply fight, but to find out information. But Xing's digging through trash cans and breaking barrels should be just hobbies, so there's no need to worry about that. .

"Oh?" Jiang Fan nodded slightly and asked her to continue.

"We have received the latest first-hand news. The Silver Mane Iron Guards have gone to the mining area to station themselves. It is said that a mining team there has discovered a marrow vein. It is initially estimated to be the largest mineral deposit discovered in the past thirty years." Xing's lips curled up. Showing a little pride.

"But that mining area has been occupied by a group of robots, and the Silver Mane Iron Guards are confronting the robots there."

After Xing finished speaking, she sat there and smiled lightly. The corners of her mouth were so curved that they could hang clothes. She looked at Jiang Fan quietly, as if waiting for an apology and praise from him.

"Are you guys trying to find the Silver-maned Iron Guard?" Sambo suddenly shook his forehead, with a bright smile on his face, "Tell me earlier, my nickname is Sambo Koski. Got it, no one knows this place better than me.”

"The mining area...have all the iron guards been transferred there? Why is there no news from the upper area? Such a huge mineral vein is enough to attract the attention of the city builders in the upper area." Jiang Fan had no reason to come to Sang Bo , but frowned and thought.

"It means someone doesn't want the upper area to get the news, but what's the purpose? Does the silver-maned iron guard leading the team want to steal these earth marrow?" Natasha said softly.

"No, he is not qualified yet. He will be choked to death by these earth marrow." Jiang Fan paused, "The earth marrow is the blood of Beloberg. It means survival for everyone, especially the residents of the lower areas. That means whether they can eat well and whether they can sleep well.”

"Could they..." Natasha frowned slightly.

"In fact, the lower area is like an old-fashioned bomb. Although it looks inconspicuous, and it even makes people wonder whether it is a dumb bomb, there is no doubt that as long as the bomb is ignited, even this old-fashioned bomb can be destroyed What..." Jiang Fan said softly, a faint golden light appeared in his pupils, as if they contained flames.

.......

In the dark room between the ignorance of the space station, a shadow hugged his legs and huddled on the sofa, with his chin on his knees. Only the dim light from the screen illuminated the place. The gauze curtain was half-draped, and the ground was covered with purple roses. Projection, her face was hidden in the shadows, she just looked down at the blooming purple roses, falling into a kind of quiet state.

Blue light flickered and slowly lit up in the room, like a ignited flame. The rose projection on the ground was extinguished, leaving it completely black. Looking beyond, there was only a white floor.

The person hiding in the shadow slowly raised his head and looked at the disappearing roses. His eyes were blank for a moment, and then endless loss rushed over.

Suddenly, a beam of light fell from directly above the roof and fell in front of the sofa. Fluorescent fragments fell leisurely in the beam of light, like butterflies.

These light beams gathered together to form some kind of 3D three-dimensional picture. With a burst of electric current, a basement filled with various parts appeared in the picture. The room was extremely quiet, except for the 3D three-dimensional picture. As it continues to play, the man in the picture sometimes frowns and sometimes sighs. Everything is very real, as if he is right in front of you.

"Jiang Fan..." The person on the sofa slowly reached out and touched the man's face in the projection.

"Ms. Black Tower, I want to remind you again that what you see is only the picture recorded in my system. From a certain perspective, what you touch is just the air and the projection beam."

"Ancestor, please don't project it again next time, okay?" Heita shook his head and whispered.

Her hand passed through the beam and gently covered the man's face with her palm, but without any touch. She carefully stroked the man's translucent face, as if she was really stroking his chin.

"In the past two hundred and thirty-one years, you have said this sentence two hundred and forty-three thousand one hundred and twenty-one times." The ancestor said.

"Tch...your master is a virtuous and straight man. You remind me all the time that I am an old woman over two hundred years old." Heita curled his lips.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Black Tower. According to the records in the record database, your personality is arrogant. It seems impossible to assess the master's personality." The ancestor's eyes sparkled.

"True Protector, have you forgotten who gave you the engine oil?" Heita looked at the profile of the man in his palm, his eyes blurred.

The ancestor was silent for a while, and the light in his blue compound eyes shone brightly, but then faded away rapidly: "Ms. Black Tower, my system detected the vital signs of the suspected owner three days ago."

"...This is the 1,700th time you have detected his vital signs. But every time the space station reaches its destination, there is only nothingness, a piece of nothingness, and maybe meteorite fragments. I have to wonder if it is... Your system is rusty." Heita suddenly stood up and smiled helplessly.

The Ancestor was silent and did not respond to her. To be honest, if you just look at the system, he is indeed behind the latest models of Gundam by several versions.

It's probably like the difference between a computer and a computer. Even he has never sent out any mission in the past two hundred years. His gear joints are well maintained and even brightly reflective, but he feels He was rusty, like a Gundam who was about to use a cane.

"Send me the location. There are some things that you can't regret anymore... the ancestor." Heita's back gradually faded away. I don't know if the last words were meant for the ancestor... or for himself.

[Disappointment is a very depressing emotion. The kind of disappointment brought about by you giving strong hope is more terrifying and depressing. It will make you breathless and make you feel that your heart can't beat. But I I have experienced more desperate emotions, that kind of regret and powerlessness... I don’t want to regret anymore, even if it is disappointment again and again, even if it is a piece of nothingness, even if it is the end of the universe, the end of all things, I will Look for your traces in the vast universe, and finally meet you on the planet... No matter where you are, I will find you - Black Tower]

Chapter 43 It’s just shameful

"Passage is prohibited ahead, and violators will be dealt with according to Belloberg law."

The main mining area of ​​Panyan Town was surrounded by barbed wire at some point, isolating the entrance path from the mining area. There was only an iron mesh door left ajar, and this huge white cloth hung on the empty wire. There are automatic robot soldiers patrolling every few dozen meters, making it look like a military restricted area.

Standing in front of the barbed wire fence, Xing looked up to the sky and sighed. His heart was desolate, and he felt sad that God could not help me.

They came here after a long and arduous journey in a mine cart, and what they saw was the entrance to a path that was tightly surrounded by barbed wire. God knows how complicated her mood was at this time.

That feeling is like when you go mountain climbing, and the staff tells you that you can take the slide down when you reach the top of the mountain. But after you climb to the top of the mountain exhausted and half dead, the staff tells you apologetically, "Sorry, miss, slide." During maintenance, you can only keep walking. The emotion that flashes through your heart at that moment is her current mood.

There were hundreds of tents around the barbed wire fence. The miners sat around and sighed, showing a deep sense of depression. They even hugged each other with the homeless people who had been tit-for-tat before, complaining about the damn policies and silver in the upper area. The Mane Iron Guards felt like they were good brothers when they isolated the mining area.

If conditions were not limited, there might be a few drunken miners who would like to kneel down and say, "I don't want to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but I want to die in the same year and the same month."

If something like that really happened, Jiang Fan could only mourn for the young man beside them. After all, compared to the old men who had half a foot in the coffin, this man's beard hadn't even sprouted yet.

"What should I do? The road ahead is blocked, and I feel...it seems to be very dangerous here. Their eyes are so scary." March 7 looked around, feeling like there were countless eyes staring at them. .

"Maybe it's because of the clothes, but we still have to go in. We can't go home here." Jiang Fan licked his lips and looked at the group of automatic robot soldiers behind the barbed wire thoughtfully.