mech warriors have no love

Chapter 62

A bone-piercing chill invaded silently.

These years of nightmares, César has gotten used to it.

He opened his eyes silently, with cold sweat on his forehead, and his breathing became slightly rapid.

Micah tugged at his hair worriedly: "I'm having a nightmare again, do you want me to contact Lancelot again?"

César shook his head with a pale face, sat up and closed his eyes, leaning against the head of the bed, forcing himself to recall the details of the dream, repeatedly torturing and torturing that sensitive nerve.Only by constantly letting yourself get used to it, will you not be easily shocked again.

More than ten days ago, César went to meet Kagel as scheduled.

Cagle didn't say much, and in a hurry, he only said two sentences: "Remember what I told you, the biotechnology of the Orcs beyond the Alliance?"

He said: "Cesar, Belling is not a pure orc. She is a biological weapon researched by the orcs."

Then Kagel left in a hurry, as if he was being watched by something, and after finally getting rid of it, he had the opportunity to talk to César.

In the next few days, Cagle disappeared in the laboratory. Until a few days ago, Cagle contacted César again and asked him to meet in the afternoon.

"Micah." César was shaken for the first time, he wiped his cold sweat, held the hair ball and frowned, "Should I trust him?"

In Cagle's mouth, Carl is a heinous villain.In Carl's mouth, Cagle is an untrustworthy person who can betray even race.

The two of them are obviously in a cooperative relationship, but they doubt each other, and they don't know how to get along with each other these years. One is willing to continue researching, while the other dares to use what he has researched.

Obviously Kagel was being watched by Karl, but before César's arrival, Kagel didn't seem to care, ignoring Karl's airtight surveillance and focusing on research.

But here comes Cesare.

He is the blood that Bei Lin left in this world, flowing with the blood that belongs to Bei Lin, and his black hair and eyes are exactly the same as hers.

If he really cherishes the orc female general in his memory, then protecting César seems to be the best ritual.

The fur ball rubbed against César's palm, and said slowly: "Ceser, you already have the answer in your heart, don't you?"

If he really didn't believe in Cagle, César would not agree to meet with Cagle today.

Cesare squeezed him and got up to change.He had a strange premonition, as if something would happen today. After coming to the beast clan, the situation has been calm, which is really strange.Karl is the leader of the orcs, leading this race, it is impossible to do some meaningless things - such as taking the risk of bringing César back to the lair of the orcs.

Even Eugene was hesitant, it was impossible for Karl to not suspect anything and to bear some pressure for this little nephew whom he had never met with enthusiasm.

After quickly washing and changing clothes, César took the dagger and laser gun for self-defense, and left Belling's former residence.

The laboratory is Karl's place. This time, Kargel did not make an appointment to meet in the laboratory, but changed another place.The orcs live in this star field, and this white planet is in the center. Apart from the forests on this planet, there is the ocean. The orcs live in large and small forest cities. The forest at the end.

Kagel made an appointment to meet outside this orc city.

When César arrived at the agreed place, Cagle hadn't come yet.Looking at the forest, he wondered if Bei Lin had walked here before, standing on the top of the cliff and looking down at the lush forest below, stretching as far as the eye can see.

There is a lot of winter snow, but the woods are not withered and withered, and still exude amazing vitality. It is just covered with a layer of ice and snow, and when the strong wind hits, it makes a strange rustling sound, like the continuous sound of waves, and it rings in the ears.This vast world seems to be free, but it is not free.

César raised his hand indifferently to catch a piece of snow.

His mother, if it was really a biological weapon made by the orcs, how longing for freedom she would be standing here.

There was a lot of wind at the top of the cliff, and Cesar noticed something was wrong after Cagle was 10 minutes late.

With the sound of light footsteps behind him, he drew out his gun, turned around and raised his hand, the muzzle of the gun was unbiased, facing the forehead of the visitor.

Carl spread his hands: "Oh, I'm just looking for the little nephew who is running around mischievously. It's not good to point a gun at the elders."

Cesar looked at him blankly.

Carl didn't seem to see the black muzzle of the gun, and said to himself: "Beilin liked to run around when she was a child, and especially liked to come here, looking down in a daze. I stood not far away, and when she was tired, I came out. Take her back."

César said coolly, "Should I thank you?"

Carl was silent for a while: "It's still not necessary. Every orc owes her."

César keenly sensed the unusual taste in this sentence, raised his eyebrows, and understood.

I am afraid that since the first time he met Kagel, Karl has secretly paid attention to it. Kagel thought he had escaped from Karl's surveillance, but in fact he was still being monitored.

Wanting to understand this, César calmly put away his gun: "Is Cagle still alive?"

Carl smiled: "Little nephew, don't misunderstand the relationship between Kagel and us. In fact, he has always taken the initiative. We can't attack him, don't worry."

César was noncommittal: "Then what do you want to say to me when you come here? I will go back without me."

Karl stared at his face for a while, then looked away in disappointment, originally wanted to go to César's side, but considering César's terrifying melee combat ability, he weighed it up and felt that he should not be able to defeat him, so he should be obedient standing ten meters away.

César was very satisfied with Uncle Cheap's self-consciousness, and his eyes softened a bit.

Karl didn't understand his little nephew's heart, he felt his scalp tingling, he couldn't help taking two steps back, and then said: "Cesar, do you believe that there is a technology that can multiply a person's mental power, And can it be transplanted?"

Hearing those words without beginning or end, César felt a chill in his heart.

The chill spread from the fingertips to the heart, and the cold north wind seemed to be able to scrape off a layer of human flesh and blood.César opened his mouth, but failed to say anything. He could only stare at Carl silently with cold eyes.

Karl didn't dare to look at him. He turned his eyes away and said in a low voice: "Kagel didn't lie to you. Because of his natural defects, my family has been looking for ways to improve the mental threshold, but nothing has been found. Until 70 years ago, under tremendous pressure, a turning point appeared. At that time, the alliance was pressing every step of the way, and almost every time we fought with the alliance, we would lose a large number of mecha fighters who were difficult to cultivate. You also know that because of genetic defects, we There are at least three people on each mecha, which also means that every time there is a war, even if the number of mechas destroyed by the alliance is the same as that of the alliance, our casualties are still several times that of the alliance."

César originally wanted to ask, since this is the case, why did he still have to fight the alliance, but he still didn't ask.

The orcs have been oppressed by the empire as beast slaves for hundreds of years, and their obsession with freedom and equality is beyond the imagination of the alliance people.Rather than saying that their belief is the so-called beast god, it is better to say that it is freedom.All orc warriors are willing to fight and die for freedom.

"You never seem to be in a hurry." Carl said, but suddenly smiled, "Normal people would be curious about the turning point, so hurry up and ask."

César said slowly: "Anyway, you will tell."

And he guessed it too.

"Your personality is not like that of Bellin." Carl sighed regretfully, "Yes, the turning point was the success of the biological weapon breeding program. They searched all over the orcs and found a baby, which was very suitable for experimentation. The experiment was indeed true. It succeeded, the child's parents died on the battlefield, in order to make the subject's personality complete, they changed her hair color and eye color, and gave her to my father to raise."

"She often fainted when she was a child, because the huge mental strength still has a certain load on her small body. After reaching a certain age, she was locked up in the simulated experimental battlefield every day to fight, and she had little time to rest. But Bei Lin She never seemed to care about these things. Her personality was also very cold at the beginning, and she ignored everyone except me. I often accompanied her, and then gradually changed."

After a pause, he said, "According to the original plan, Bei Lin will marry me when she grows up. She should be my wife."

Unexpectedly, Lambert finally took the love away.

Micah understood why the atmosphere between Lambert and Carl was always weird.

César remained expressionless: "You haven't finished."

"...Spiritual transplantation." Carl's voice lowered, "I lied to you before. Belling didn't leave directly. Before she left, she tricked me into the laboratory and conducted this experiment."

This sounds unbelievable, but under the crazy pursuit of the orcs, it was still done.

After leaving with Lambert, Belling was no longer just an ordinary person, and he no longer possessed the mental strength that could rival the first genius of the alliance.

And in the last link of the orc experiment, the spiritual power will indeed be transplanted to the next leader.

So Beilin said that she has dedicated everything she should to the orcs.

The doubts of César and Lancelot have also been answered—why, as a loyal orc by nature, Belling left without hesitation.

"The experiment was not very successful. I didn't fully inherit Bei Lin's spiritual power." Karl slowly raised his head, "The cultivation of several experimental subjects after Bei Lin also failed. We are once again in a situation where we can't do anything. Our clan has never had a benevolent heart, and without strong spiritual power, the orc clan will eventually disappear on the stage of history, and it won't be too long."

His tone was calm and he didn't tell lies.

It is impossible for the orcs to hide here forever, nor can they always confuse the alliance with blindfolds.

The deep blood feud with the alliance means that when the alliance finds this place, the orcs will face the catastrophe of genocide.

For the sake of its hypocritical reputation, the alliance may not commit genocide.

But they were bound to be slaves again.

It would be better to die.

César was not moved in the slightest. He looked at the leader of the orc clan in front of him with cold eyes and pity: "Your experiment was interrupted because of Beilin's departure."

Carl nodded.

César suddenly smiled and pointed to himself: "Then I appeared?"

Carl was silent for a moment, then nodded again.