Chapter 6 Chapter Six

The sergeant got up and left the table, with an expression as if he had decided on something, and walked towards the table where Sha Jia was talking and laughing with his friends.By this time, Orwell finally understood the turmoil in his heart. Jealousy—do you have that feeling yourself? !What followed was not so much surprise as joy.Orwell frankly acknowledged this fact.Although it was a surprise, he finally took this opportunity to confirm his feelings for her. However, this is not the time to rejoice.The non-commissioned officer just now skillfully sat across from Sha Jia and joined the conversation, his eyes frequently falling on Sha Jia.Surely a decisive event must soon take place.Ah no, it has already happened.The sergeant stood up and invited Shajia.Are you going to the bar?

Orwell stood up. When he came to the table, all eyes fell on him.Sha Jia's hand was pulled by the sergeant, and she was about to stand up, but she seemed to be saying something sarcastic, which made the sergeant smile wryly, but she didn't seem to refuse. After seeing Orwell, the expression on Shajia's face froze.Maintaining the halfway standing posture, her movements stopped. One of the friends raised a glass to Orwell. "Ah, Orwell, there's a seat just now, come and sit." "Thank you, but no need. Shajia, can you come out?" "Oh, I'm sorry, someone just invited me. Wait a minute—"

"It will be bad later. I may be looking for you and him for the same thing." Taking a breath, Orwell was about to say the words he had prepared. But at this moment, Shajia, who seemed to have noticed something, raised a hand and stopped Orwell's words. "Wait a minute—I get it, Orwell, let's go. Sensei, next time." While the frustrated sergeant was looking for words, Sha Jia walked past him with his head bowed and walked towards the bar.Orwell followed. The two sat down side by side.Shajia drank a glass of wine in one breath, then looked forward and said, "Okay, let's talk. Don't tell me that I guessed wrong."

"It should be the same as you guessed. I want to date you as a boyfriend." "Sure enough, it's exactly what I thought...Why did you say it at this time, afraid of being preempted by him?" "That's the trigger, but I thought about it a long time ago. Same as you." After saying this, Orwell waited for her answer.He is not optimistic.If Sha Jia was willing to agree, her thin brows might not be wrinkled like that. Ah, even so, Orwell couldn't help being a little fascinated looking at Shajia's profile illuminated by the dim light.Saga is so beautiful.The hairlines of the tightly coiled bun are densely arranged like copper combs, shining brightly.The rounded shoulders and the wrist holding the wine glass at a slant are all perfect.That's not something that can be made artificially.It is a posture that can only be possessed by humans, formed by accumulating incredible thoughts and experiences for decades.

"You will go." Shajia whispered hoarsely, "You can't be with me all the time. You will go to the battlefield sooner or later. You know it will happen, but you still say that?" "Can't you?" "Don't you think it's cruel?" "I don't think so. If you think it's cruel, there's no value in loving this thing. You're not you anymore. Are you afraid of the future?" "I'm afraid!" Shajia turned his head, his deep amethyst-colored eyes were full of anger, "I live only thinking about the future! I hope that the war will end and I can live a happy life! Even if it is for military affairs now I'm busy, but I also hope that I can live better in the future. But... everything is ruined. I like a damn messenger!"

"That's what bothers you." "you know?" "Because I have been paying attention to you. Since ancient times, many women have had the same troubles. But if you also like me, please understand my feelings. We messengers have no future worth looking forward to." "Orwell..." Shajia's moist eyes widened.Deep down, Orwell was also suffering.The logic he abides by is not his own, but that of his creators—those who commanded him to create himself before he embarked on the journey.It is undoubtedly bitter to realize that he is only a container for their thoughts, but the idea of ​​wanting to associate with Shajia itself is undoubtedly generated by Orwell himself.

"Can you think about me a little bit, and share a little pain for me? Of course, there will be incomparable happiness when you share it together." Shajia wiped her eyes and muttered something, as if laughing with tears. "Never leave each other in life, never leave each other in death... These are the lines of what era." Then she poured equal amounts into both glasses and handed Orwell one of them.A bright smile appeared on his face, which had been stained by tears.She raised her glass high. "Okay, with you. Share the joys and sorrows, share everything. Be as happy as possible."

"cheers." Amidst the hustle and bustle of the bar, there was the sound of a small hug. From there, Orwell fell in love with a human woman.On the road, in the two's room, and sometimes when they were not in military service, they were lifted into orbit in a small dirigible, and they passed four happy months. For human beings who are in the heyday of counter-offensive, this is also the happiest period.The news that comes in continuously is that the ET cluster in a certain place has been broken, and the celestial body in a certain place has been taken back.Everyone is consciously working at full capacity, and every production facility is operating at full capacity.The willingness of the population to have children is also higher than ever, and the expansion of childcare facilities and schools is endless.

However, when it comes to the topic of whether they contribute to population growth, Orwell and Shajia often only have a relatively wry smile.Messenger is not fertile.Sha Jia's opinion is that even if there is no such restriction, there is no leisure time to raise children.Whenever friends ask, she always jokes: "Don't worry about the trouble after ten months, the bed is really a happy place." What Orwell didn't say to Saga was that there was actually talk of this among his colleagues, the messengers.Some people want reproductive ability, some people think it doesn't matter if they have it or not, and some people think it must not be possible. There are all kinds of opinions.Alexander belonged to the Platonist school that emphasized spiritual communication, but his belief was a bit too much, and he even developed to talk about original sin.As a friend, Orwell advised him in private: No one doubts the spiritual communication between you and Miumira, so don't use that as an issue.

However, King Yuehu's opinion has not changed at all: reproduction is the most important dividing line between human beings and the intellectual body, and it is inviolable. The importance of leaving children and grandchildren is frequently mentioned in the dialogue between Orwell and Saga about human value.Sha Jia believes that the so-called human beings do not refer to the hundreds of millions of people living now, but should be regarded as a huge river from the past to the future, stretching over 500 billion people, just like a big tree with intertwined roots.Orwell also liked such a grand picture.

Shajia is a girl who was born in the Pluto fleet during the retreat battle with ET.Her mother died in battle when she was young, and she was raised by her father, a historian.In the process of transferring from one base to another with his father, Sha Jia mastered the knowledge of logistics dumping.When she started looking for work as an adult, she realized she was suited for a job at a supply depot. Orwell thought that Shajia’s character—not pursuing specific exchanges, but seeking a sense of belonging in a higher sense—was formed during this period of wandering.Saga also admits this. "We live in a special era, and almost every individual is contributing to all mankind." Lying on the bed in a room with a skylight, Sha Jia said with soft curves, "What we worry about is not tyranny or corruption. ET brings The danger of the extinction of all mankind has brought us together, and even the most die-hard cynics and anarchists are willing to obey orders. Father said, there has never been such a time in the past." "That's why you're always thinking about what it's like to win. You hope that even if the world changes, there's still something that everyone should cherish." "Well... I've said it many times, I look forward to that day coming soon." "But you're afraid that day will come." "Afraid? I don't think so...No, definitely not." Orwell turned gently on top of her, stroking her hair—which, of course, was loose. "Since you were born, humans have fought and won. Once the war is over, it means that there will be no greater victory, and there may even be civil strife and division. Thinking of such a prospect, you can't Are you scared?" "Yeah, no one dares to say that it will not evolve into that. If there is no enemy, there will be enemies. This is the nature of human beings. However, I am not afraid." "You are strong." "I mean, nothing scares me more than losing you." Orwell couldn't help laughing.Shajia suddenly became serious, held Orwell's face, and stared into his eyes. "However, if you elope with me..." "Bad idea." Orwell kissed Shajia deeply, and whispered, "To be honest, I don't want to do that. Human beings need us to fight, which is unmistakable tomorrow. I will not give up fighting for you... Even without the constraints of the creator, I would agree with the task I was given." "Don't be tempted." "yes." Orwell hugged Shajia tightly.Sha Jia also hugged him hard.When words cannot express their feelings, the two can at least touch each other's skin.However, even with such a way of communication, the deep loss still cannot be shaken away. Four months flew by.As the fateful day approached, the petty quarrels between the two became more frequent, but they did not develop to the point of damaging their relationship.Only once, Shajia proposed to take a small boat to visit the outer space port where the huge sublight speed spacecraft was moored.The boat circled the spaceship, and Orwell roughly guessed her plan, but he didn't say anything until he left. Leaving the spaceport, on the way back to Triton, Orwell finally said, "Thank you." "what?" "Thank you for thinking about me. Are you planning to smuggle away? As long as you take a sub-light speed spaceship, it is impossible to come back in this life. However, it's great that you didn't do that." "...Do you really think so?" "Ah, yes. In order to prevent smuggling, the Moon Guardian has banned all sub-light speed spacecraft in the solar system from sailing until we set off. So your plan cannot be realized from the beginning." "Comprehensive measures..." Sha Jia let out a breath, shaking his head as if in surprise, "But I didn't mean that. I was asking, do you really think I want to escape?" "You don't think so?" "No." Sha Jia shook her head vigorously.Orwell knew she was lying.However, Orwell is more aware of how much pain is hidden behind her lie. "Please, Orwell." Are you entrusting all mankind to me?thought Orwell. Nearly 50,000 messengers were gathered on Triton, accounting for about 20% of the number of people scheduled to attack.Here, partners like Orwell and Saga, and many, many more.The streets and alleys are filled with the atmosphere of parting.The sweet feeling that two people are the whole world in the past can never come back. On the day of departure, Orwell saw Sha Jia appearing in the passage leading to the space port from the military port terminal.She wasn't alone, there were an astonishing number of humans gathered there.They all came to say goodbye to the messenger.Orwell greeted Alexander who was walking in front, "Miumira is here." "I know." The big man disappeared into the cabin without looking back. Orwell turned his head, and with his keen eyesight, he caught Shajia's expression of staring at this place resolutely, without tears on his face.Of course, Orwell thought.Tears have been crying yesterday.Couldn't have come today. But Orwell found himself wrong.Shajia didn't say a word.He clearly saw that Shajia paused every word and made a lip shape to speak: again—will—— The moment he understood it, Orwell felt a sharp pain in his chest, and he escaped into the cabin. At the Lagrangian point between the orbits of Jupiter and Saturn, hundreds of fleets are constantly assembled. "A few years ago, ET split part of its power to go back in time. According to the measurement of radiation energy, it can be speculated that they arrived about four hundred and eighty years ago. We believe that this is because they realized the current disadvantage and turned to And go to conquer the past humans who were far weaker than the present." Orwell didn't know very well about time-traveling technology and the space-time theory on which it was based.It is scientists and relevant professional intellectuals who perfect the theory, and Orwell and others are equipped with the device to realize the theory.But Orwell didn't want to go deep into theory.Now that ET has gone back in time, then I should go to the same place as well.Knowing this is enough. "You jump from here to the past and stop the ET. We will send all the sentient beings that the current solar system can provide. But what will happen in the past, and the combat effectiveness of the enemy, these are unknown. We also fully Considering the possibility that your combat power alone is not enough to cope with the situation. So your first mission is not to fight ET directly, but more importantly, to convey a warning to the humans at that time and help them exert their combat power. Messenger, your mission It is to convey and guide. Then, to fight to protect our own future." But not the future here.Orwell frowned painfully.Jumping into the past and mobilizing humanity to fight an enemy means changing history.At the point in time when he backtracks, the time branch will bifurcate.Even if he survives the battle and freezes himself to the future, it is impossible to return to the current solar system.Regardless of victory or defeat, what awaits you will only be a completely changed solar system.Shajia, we will never see each other again. However, if it's just that, it's still bearable, although it's already painful. "Next, we will start to confirm the identity. Please visit the intellectual body of the supervisor." Following the instructions of the human colonel who saw him off, Orwell closed his eyes, accessed the intellectual body in charge of the fleet through his internal organs, and confirmed his identity as a soldier.On Triton, identification was necessary, but here, at this point in time, identification is nothing more than a technical empty ritual.But even so, through such an action, you can still feel that you are gradually moving away from the world.This feeling is unpleasant. "-Okay, next I will announce a piece of top-secret information. Based on the report made by our human intelligence and scientists-the conclusion of the report has been verified repeatedly and can be considered to be fully credible-this time branch Human beings on the earth will soon perish." The officer choked.To announce this news, a very calm and strong man should be specially selected, but his voice is also trembling. "The basis is that reinforcements from the future have not arrived. If we can launch an attack retroactively in time, then it can be concluded that if we defeat ET in the future, in order to make the past battles advance in a favorable direction, future humans will inevitably send time. The army goes back to the past. We have conducted related research, but so far, we have not been able to enjoy the blessings of the future. This means that in the future, we cannot set up a time army. In other words, in the not-too-distant future, human Will perish, although I don't know whether it will be defeated or self-destroyed." From the perspective of Orwell and others who will go back in time, this conclusion can be said to be a self-evident fact. If it weren't for those four months... Shajia, as well as Triton where Shajia lived, will be destroyed—from the moment Orwell and others were born, such a conclusion can be inferred, but it has always been buried deep in the heart, Nobody mentioned it. Everyone is secretly looking forward to a miracle that can happen in four months.However, the miracle finally did not happen.Today, Orwell and the others can only leave the people who are doomed to die and embark on their own journey. Sha Jia. Orwell clenched his fists tightly and whispered in his heart. Sorry. Orwell entrusted the woman he could not save to his expectations, deeply engraved in his heart. faithful to man...