Interstellar: Conquering Crazy Commanders with Food

Chapter 212 To Bring Him Back

The doctor echoed: "Commander Cassius' brain has been severely injured and there are still blood clots that haven't disappeared. Coupled with the oppression of mental power, it is really difficult to wake up."

Although his spiritual power is with her, his consciousness may never be awakened.

Claire sat there quietly, staring at the man lying flat on the small bed with ecstatic eyes.

"Claire, you and us." Judith held her shoulder, thinking that the doctor had pronounced the end.

"He must wake up." Claire withdrew her gaze and looked calm, "I want you to do everything possible to find a chance to bring him back, and try everything."

"Of course, if you cooperate with these Zergs, you have a chance." The researcher responded, turning his head to call someone, "Is that right, Achill."

"Well, I'm looking forward to it."

It has been a month since the rescued Zerg ship dragged the ship that had lost its energy board back to the main star, and their lives have gradually stabilized on the main star.

In the glass mirror on the washstand, the girl took off her bathrobe, her limbs were frail, her abdomen was raised high, and the purple lines spread from the middle of her navel to both sides, and the thorn-like lines were printed on her milk-white skin, looking ferocious. terrible.

Claire stared at her belly, staring at the occasional bulge and fetal movement on the belly, feeling a little dazed.

She just had a prenatal check-up a week ago. At that time, everything was normal for the baby, and there were no fangs that could bite the uterus or wings that could cut the belly suddenly. But since two days ago, these weird lines have appeared like life Crawling on her belly, it seemed like a living thing was moving.

She has checked the information of pregnant women in private. The stretch marks are generally dark brown and start to climb from the lower abdomen. They are obviously different from hers. Hers are more like a child connected to the umbilical cord and transmitting things to her, dyeing her belly.

Claire rubbed her belly and had a bad guess in her mind.

Yes. Venom?
"Knock knock."

"Claire, are you done washing? Out for dinner."

"coming.

Quickly closing the bath towel, Claire casually tied a bow around her waist, let down the blond hair that was coiled on top of her head, and scattered it casually behind her back. She patted her unsatisfactory cheeks in the mirror, turned and walked out.

Since their return from the main star, the palace has become a temporary safe residence for the orcs.

Walking on the promenade, Claire glanced at the dark night outside the arched window. The senior Zerg guards led the bottom bugs to patrol back and forth day after day, and the system of the entire Ateli galaxy was not scattered because of the loss of the leader.

A Zerg passed Claire and nodded to her.

Eli now fell into a coma, and all the Zerg miraculously obeyed Claire.

They have their own independent thoughts, which can meet most of her requirements, and a small part probably touches Elijah's bottom line and fails.

For example, Claire recently tried to order the Zerg to release tens of thousands of captured orc privates, but none of the Zerg listened to her, and they all blocked her hearing very consistently. They will spare no effort to peel ten apples for her without stopping.

The researchers concluded that they were affected by Elijah's psychic power, or the so-called Zerg will interference.

Martina held Claire's arm and told her to walk carefully, "The 7-month-old belly looks like it's about to be full-term now. I hope the commander can wake up early to see the birth of his own child."

"Has there been any results for Achill? He has been in the laboratory with those Zergs for quite a while." Claire stepped on the red plush carpet under her feet, her eyes skipping over the golden borders that showed one after another on the carpet .

"No." Martina said in embarrassment: "There is not much progress. After all, the Zerg is an ancient race, and we will always communicate with them."

She couldn't speak for a while, but Clare said for her, "Generation gap?"

"Yes, that's what it means. Medical science and technology are not at the same level. Achill has some difficulties in communicating."

Martina comforted her: "They have never come out of the laboratory, so it shouldn't take much time."

Claire nodded: "I believe."

The place for dinner is in the hall where the orc emperor once held a banquet.

The survivors who returned from Hope and the orcs released from the palace prison, a large number of acquaintances gathered together, and Claire had to use this oversized restaurant again.

The cook was a chef who was once saved by Claire and has been working in the palace. A long table was full of greasy meat and stir-fried seasonal vegetables. Ninety-nine percent of them imitated Claire's method. Colorful nutrient solutions were placed on the plate. placed in every corner.

The warm yellow light from the giant chandelier above the head made the atmosphere feel like the lively scene before the arrival of the Zerg.

Cyril smiled like a spring breeze, and opened a chair with one hand to let Claire sit first.

"It's just a band, and you can order them to play and sing again."

They refer to the Zerg who stand in the dark and watch their movements at all times.

He patted her expensive wooden high-back chair and sat down on the other side.

Martina stuffed a pillow behind Claire's waist, and said to Cyril, "Lower your requirements, you should thank Claire if you can come out."

Cyril smiled gently, the coldness of the snake was not reflected in him at all.

Claire yawned lazily. The food on the table left her with no appetite, so she just picked up the apples on the table and gnawed them crisply.

Mrs. Laura and her husband, the Duke of Kur, were sitting in the corner. Ever since Laura's spirit was stimulated, even Kur was silent all day long. Both husband and wife were depressed and gloomy.

The emperor came to Claire with Reynolds in his arms.

"Claire!" Reynolds begged her with his round eyes.

Regardless of Martina's dissuasion, Claire moved a little from the chair, reached out and hugged Reynolds, who had gained a lot of weight, onto his lap.

Squeezing his chubby cute little face, she raised her eyes to look at the emperor who moved a chair over and sat beside her, those old and shrewd blue eyes were shining brightly.

"You have something to say?" Claire asked.

The emperor took the sliced ​​apples on the table and handed them to Reynolds for him to eat. Taking the opportunity of getting closer, he said softly to Claire: "Can you help me get out the blueprints of the new fighters developed by the Zerg? They are The fighter plane made of gold oil is very powerful."

Claire narrowed her eyes, "What do you want to do?"

"Terrence is dead, and the Zerg queen is also dead. Now that Elijah is unconscious and our travel is unimpeded, we can use this to cooperate with the human race to launch a counterattack. This is a good opportunity for us to regain our homeland." The emperor did not shy away from it at all. said.

Cyril turned her face sideways, "Your thoughts are dangerous."

Reynolds put her face on Claire's round belly, she reached out and rubbed his head, and said lightly, "I won't help you."

"Why? You know these bugs are never kind." The emperor frowned.

"I saw the Zerg marry an orc girl who couldn't conceive at the door of my house." Claire looked at him calmly, "I don't think it's a good thing to anger them now, and I won't betray Elijah."

"They will only plunder! Even if he wakes up and turns back into Cassius, he will continue to occupy my land and trample the orcs under his feet!" The emperor's voice was low and angry.

A big mechanical hand pressed his shoulder that was constantly rising and falling, and Jones came to him at some point and lifted him up, "Your Majesty, your current mood is not good for Claire, stay away from her."

When he was forced to leave, Claire only said to him, "Without Elijah, you won't have any chance of winning. I hope you see the situation clearly and give up."

The orcs in the palace are always guarding the surveillance of the Zerg. They control everyone's whereabouts. They seem to be free, but they are still bound in a specific area.

She had already given the emperor a warning, but two days later, several orcs suspected of stealing the new version of the warplane were tied up in the square and executed.

Claire still didn't know how the emperor got in touch with the outside world. In order to avoid unnecessary casualties, she locked him back alone.

The current mainstream star has reached a delicate balance with the orcs. Before Elijah wakes up, she will not allow any more wars and more deaths.

-

"Are you still reluctant to kill me?"

Terrence, who was covered in chains, knelt on the ground. The broken wing wound on his back had rotted without healing, and the pain did not change the lunatic smile on his face.

Claire stood a few meters away in front of it, reached out and lifted up the long-sleeved shirt that covered her belly, revealing her belly that was almost covered with lines.

This is day [-] of her long lines and they are extending fast.

Terrence was obviously taken aback when he saw her belly.

"Do you know what's going on?" Claire asked it.

She has been to the medical room, but this special pregnancy has not been recorded in the medical system of the Zerg, and she is at a loss now.

"It looks like venom." Terrence restrained his smile. It squinted its eyes, and its red pupils stared at her stomach carefully. "It grew out of nowhere?"

"Yeah." Claire nodded.

After staring at it for a while, it lowered its tone: "It doesn't matter whether it's venom or not, it has flowed into your blood vessels. The situation is very special."

Claire was silent, "So I'm infected with the plague?"

"It's just possible." Terrence looked away at her somewhat pale face, and licked his lips, "I didn't expect this to happen, you'd better knock it out before it crawls." To the heart to dig out the child."

"He's almost full term." Claire shook her head and put down her clothes to cover her stomach, with a disappointed tone: "Even you don't know, so you can only take one step at a time."

Seeing that she was about to turn around and leave, Terrence staggered to his feet and rattled the iron chain, "Claire, are you really willing to die for his child?"

Claire paused and turned around, "You can't be sure that these lines are venom, why should I kill him for a possibility?"

"Are you going to bet on half of the possibility!?" Its attitude became vicious.

Claire didn't look back, turned and left.

-

Elijah's coma ushered in a new development, and his intracranial blood clot was finally absorbed by the body after several months.

Achill also worked out a new method with the Zerg medical team.

On this day, he said to Claire very solemnly: "Use the Zerg's advanced calculator to connect your consciousness, go to his spiritual world and bring him back."

Martina was the first to object, "Let someone else go, Claire is eight months pregnant, what if the child suddenly wants to give birth during this period?"

"It's a problem. It would be dangerous to give birth to her on the way." Achill said the consequences without evasion, "But this may be the only chance, and no one knows that Cassius's frenzied mental power has always been at its peak. When will it crash."

"Besides Claire, who else can walk into his defensive spiritual world?" Martina couldn't argue with his next rhetorical question.

After so many years as a high-ranking commander, the only one who surrendered her sincerity was Claire, and she was undoubtedly the most suitable candidate.

Fei Ji who followed was silent, he looked at Claire, his brows were frowned, and he hesitated to speak.

As Cassius' subordinates, none of them wanted to let go of this opportunity, and neither did Claire.

"I can, if the child has an accident on the way." Her voice paused slightly, and then she made up her mind: "Go straight out."

Cassius has sacrificed everything for her, and of course she wants to get him back, no matter what it takes.

"Claire!" Martina called her. Seeing her resolute attitude, she turned away and hugged Jones' arm and shed tears.

"When does it start?" Claire asked.

"Just tonight. Time may exist in a different way in his world. You have at most one month. Whether the commander can wake up or not, I will forcibly strip you out." Archer said: "Just when Another dangerous time travel, Claire."

"it is good."

Claire promised decisively, and Feiji apologized to her behind her: "We hope he will come back, but we can't let you have an accident. If the child has a problem midway, I will ask Achill to pull you out in advance."

Claire shook her head: "Don't let me out until the last moment."

Night fell soon, and all the orcs gathered around the entrance of the medical room in the palace. Elijah had been transported here. Claire fed her stomach and walked into the medical room alone under the eyes of everyone.

Elijah's sleeping appearance was a little less hostile, and his face was as solid as a stone, silent.

Claire leaned over and kissed him on the lips, touched his handsome face with her fingers, and said softly, "See you later."

She lay down beside him, and inserted her soft fingers between his palms, with cold circular patches on her forehead and temples, a bit like a scene she used to watch in a sci-fi movie, but this scene is actually happening.

"Claire, I must remind you in advance that none of us know what the commander's spiritual world is constructing at this time, and we don't know what you will encounter after entering. Try not to hurt yourself. This is directly connected to your brain. Nerves, you'll feel all the pain, even death," Archer said in her ear.

(End of this chapter)