Ever since the thirty-seven constitutions, there had always been an ugly person from the Imperium in the hearts of every citizen of the federation. In their eyes, the cruel enemies of Zuo Tianxing were uncivilized, bloodthirsty barbarians, inferior races struggling in the closed and outdated social system.
Just like Xiong Linquan's true emotions when he roared furiously on Mo Hua Planet, in his eyes, it was impossible for the motherf * cking Empire citizens to have a character worthy of praise. Li Feng, who had been fighting the Empire soldiers in the West Woods since he was 12 years old, instinctively believed that there were no good people in the Empire.
Xu Le narrowed his eyes and looked at the starry sky outside the window. Thinking of his bizarre background, he couldn't help but laugh self-deprecatingly. In the past few years, he had fought for the Federation and the Empire, but it turned out that the people he had killed were all his own people. It turned out that he was actually an inferior race in the eyes of the Federation citizens.
Cloaked in glory and guarded his own rights, he had been silently and stubbornly walking the path he thought was right. However, before the white clouds in the sky could turn into dogs and the mulberry fields on the ground could be swallowed by the ocean, the hero of the Federation suddenly became a prisoner, a poisonous seed buried deep in the Federation by the Empire. This kind of strong contrast was not easily accepted by anyone. Xu Le, who had the thickest nerves in the universe, could only stop himself from going crazy and force himself to calm down with the help of the night sky outside the window.
That day on the phone, President Pabre had asked him if he felt that the whole world had let him down. At this moment, he really did feel that way. An abandoned child of the Empire stood alone in the prison cell of the Federation, as if the entire universe was slowly leaving him.
A thick and deep feeling of loneliness enveloped his entire body. He stood quietly by the window like this for an entire night until the two moons dispersed, the stars fell, and the white willow trees appeared on the horizon.
Schiller once famously said, "The coming day will be longer than the last year." The original meaning of this sentence was that the unexperienced future was more beautiful and valuable than everything in the past added together.
But to Xu Le at this moment, these words meant that even if he only had one day left to live, he could only spend it in anger, pain, struggle, and frustration, and it would definitely be extremely long.
The newborn red sun struggled to jump out of the horizon and shone on the window of the prison from the side. Xu Le was awakened by the sudden strong light and subconsciously narrowed his eyes. For some reason, he suddenly remembered that in the few years after he escaped from the East Forest Sector, his truly happy and peaceful days were actually in the shabby courtyard in the slums of the Left Heaven Space Zone.
Were the people of the Empire really born bad people? In fact, he had never thought about it this way. Aunt Susan and Paul were good people, and the imperial officer under Glacier 5460 was also a good person. So what if he was from the Empire? The key is what kind of person you are.
The fleeting thought was like a ray of light, instantly flashing in his mind and then disappearing, making Xu Le's somewhat muddle-headed mind calm down a lot.
After a long period of silence, he picked up a piece of sharp metal shard from the ground. Facing the glass, he grabbed a strand of long hair and slowly and seriously cut it off. Following the cutting of the shard, his black hair slowly fell to the ground beside his feet.
The somewhat deformed face on the glass window was still so familiar, but the cut short hairstyle that was almost flat cut was particularly messy, like burning weeds.
… …
… …
The prison door slid open silently, and the pale and thin Tai Zhiyuan walked in. He kicked the bed leg that was smashed by Xu Le. He moved his feet with some difficulty and walked behind Xu Le. Looking at the messy scene around him, after a moment of silence, he sat directly on the ground and carefully put down the metal box in his hand.
Xu Le turned his head to look at Tai Zhiyuan and calmly greeted him.
"You're here?"
"Yes, I'm here."
Tai Zhiyuan raised his head to look at his messy short hair, frowned, and gave a simple reply.
In reality, both of them knew that Tai Zhiyuan still came to visit Xu Le in prison after confirming that he was a seed of the Empire. They didn't know what kind of psychological struggle he had experienced last night.
"Sit."
Tai Zhiyuan sat on the ground and greeted him. Then he laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "Since His Highness Prince De Lin of the Empire is your uncle, then you are very likely to be the real crown prince of the Empire. Maybe it really is the bloodline at work. No wonder you never respected me, the fake crown prince, since you met me."
"Don't talk nonsense." Xu Le kicked away the trash on the ground and sat down directly. He said, "I've never believed in these disgusting bloodline theories. Even if I'm just a dung picker, there's no reason for me to respect you in the way you want me to respect you."
He followed up with another sentence, "Other than being better than me in bed, how can you compare to me?"
Today, Tai Zhiyuan didn't argue with him. He looked at him with a complicated expression and said, "You are really surprising. I thought I would see a martial arts maniac with bloodshot eyes today, but in the end, the one who appeared in front of me … is actually the original you."
"I don't know whether I should praise your pure nature and thick nerves, or laugh at you for being an ignorant and fearless stinky rock. After only one night, you've accepted the fact that you're a citizen of the Imperium."
Tai Zhiyuan laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "I spent an entire night and still couldn't understand this matter."
"You watched the biological comparison, so I trust you. Although the Charter computer … is just a cold machine, I don't think it will make a mistake. So no matter how you think about it, you can't get rid of your identity as a citizen of the Empire. So other than accepting it, what else can you do? "
"That makes sense."
Tai Zhiyuan was silent for a moment. He took the metal box and opened it. He lowered his head and said seriously, "I will remember the friendship between you and me. In the future, I will tell my descendants that my best friend is a citizen of the Empire."
"I remember that you were supposed to get married this autumn," Xu Le asked.
Tai Zhiyuan smiled and replied, "It was postponed."
Xu Le was silent.
Tai Zhiyuan pushed the metal box in front of Xu Le and said, "Plain porridge with scallion pancakes. After eating, you can go on your way in peace and die in peace."
Xu Le was very clear-headed and calm. No one in the entire Federation would help him, not even his best friend. This had nothing to do with betrayal, and even less with cowardice. It was only related to the endless racial hatred between the Federation and the Empire that had lasted for hundreds of years.
His last friend was sending him on his last journey to meet up with his best friend underground. This wasn't too painful of a matter, so after Xu Le took the plain porridge and scallion pancakes, he simply said "Okay."
Like a whale sucking in water, he finished the plain porridge in the box. After eating three scallion pancakes, the slightly full Xu Le suddenly looked at Tai Zhiyuan and said, "These last few days, I don't want to eat in the prison cell. Can you help arrange for them to let me eat in the cafeteria?"
Tai Zhiyuan vaguely caught some information from his words. He suddenly raised his head and stared into his eyes. Xu Le didn't evade. He calmly and stubbornly looked back at him. There was only a strong desire to live and the most complete sincerity toward his friend.
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