Colonial Suit

Boom...

A warship was struck by tens of thousands of beams of light energy, and its shield finally gave way. The massive hull tilted outwards, revealing a large hole piercing through it. Countless escape pods, as small as ants, shot out from the side of the ship. Minutes later, the massive warship turned into a dazzling ball of light and disappeared without a trace.

The violent energy shock only spread a short distance before being blocked by the rules. Only the dazzling light traveled the vast distance, reflecting on the hull of the ship here.

Watching Xue Tong's face, his pupils flickering, Robbie suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

"What are you saying?"

"Oh?" Xue Tong jolted, his eyes regaining clarity. "Did I say something just now?"

"You said..." Robbie started to reply, but then suddenly stopped. "No, you didn't say anything."

"Really? But I feel like I said something. It's strange, my mind has been feeling dizzy lately," Xue Tong said, shaking his head with a hint of fatigue on his face.

"You're tired. Go and rest," Robbie comforted him, coaxing Xue Tong back to the cabin. Watching his slightly thin back, Robbie's expression grew heavier.

Destruction... is the new beginning...

He hadn't misheard.

Is this Xue Tong's thought? Or another will?

No, that can't be. With Xue Tong's resilience and purity, he couldn't be controlled by another will. Not even by a black hole-level expert. Then there's only a second possibility... he's being influenced by an environment or force, subtly changing his views.

Who is it? Or what is it?

Robbie thought silently, and when he thought of the dancing black flame he had seen in Xue Tong's eyes, his heart sank slightly.

Just then, Xue Tong, who was walking back to the cabin, suddenly stopped and asked Robbie without turning around.

"Robbie, there's a question I've always wanted to ask you."

"Wh...what?" Robbie's thoughts were interrupted, and he said hesitantly.

"Your wish is to protect and redeem, right?" Without turning around, Xue Tong raised his head, as if gazing at something, or as if recalling something. His mouth seemed to be muttering in a dream. "If, and I mean if, something stood in your way, wanting to destroy everything you protect, what would you do?"

"Of course, I would fight," Robbie replied without hesitation, his fingers gently stroking the Bible. "The Lord grants me humility, but you must not mistake it for weakness."

"A pastor should also have the courage to pull the trigger, the awareness to die before weakness."

"Is that so?" Xue Tong lowered his head. Robbie's climb up the Mount of Atonement came to mind. He murmured softly, "That is indeed your character."

"What exactly do you want to say?" Robbie frowned, feeling increasingly uneasy. "Too much pressure is already affecting your emotions. Xue Tong, I think you might need some psychological counseling. How about doing a mass with me?"

"Heh... I don't want to be proselytized by you, you religious fanatic," Xue Tong said, shaking his finger without turning his head. "I'm going back to rest. Call me when it starts."

"Understood," Robbie replied. Watching Xue Tong's figure disappear into the doorway, his gaze gradually dimmed, staring blankly, blankly at his hands.

"Xue Tong, you also sensed something was wrong?... But although I said it readily... I'm not ready yet..."

"To prepare to fire on a comrade..."

.................................

"Ah, the Lord has returned."

In the residential area of the mothership, in a luxurious residence decorated with gold and jade, Xue Tong stepped in with a calm expression, letting the young and beautiful maids take off his combat suit for him. The warm water in the bathroom had already been prepared, waiting for him to enter.

In fact, with the technology of the Boca clan, this kind of bathing was simply a waste and inefficient. However, Xue Tong, who came from X35, felt that only when warm water wrapped his body, was it as comfortable as returning to the womb. The ancient bathing method was not without its advantages, but it was ignored by 'modern people'.

The bathroom was very large. Xue Tong stepped into the huge golden bathtub and waved away the maids.

He knew that these maids were carefully selected by the Boca clan from various civilizations and could satisfy any of his requests. However, he had no interest in them. Women were just like wood in his eyes.

Or, tools for reproduction and venting.

Silently, a burst of violence rolled in Xue Tong's body, making him feel an inexplicable irritability. He wanted to tear something apart, wanted to destroy something. Even if the bathroom in front of him was luxurious and the maids were beautiful, they became ugly, dirty, and dilapidated in his eyes.

A very disgusting, stinky and rotten world...

Lying on the edge of the pool, Xue Tong raised his head and opened his eyes in the steam...

In his eyes, the black flame had begun to spread, gradually extending beyond the pupils. With each beat of his heart, the black fire jumped in sync. With each extension of consciousness, the black fire spread accordingly.

This is... the aura of destruction... truly, something to desire... to be intoxicated by.

"Xue Tong, are you there?"

Just as Xue Tong was feeling more and more dazed, a voice sounded in time, and the twin siblings walked in.

Unlike usual, the two little ones were only wearing bathrobes, exposing large areas of their fair skin, seeming a little shy, and walking forward expectantly and timidly. Peeking into the bathroom for a while, they tiptoed in, still pretending to be innocent.

"Ah, the steam here is so thick, I can't see anything," Miya said, yawning.

"Me too, me too," little Poshi echoed.

"I heard you want to take a bath, I'll come and scrub your back."

"I'll massage your legs."

"My skills are very good, this is what partners should do, you don't have to be polite."

"Don't be polite."

"Ah, can't see, can't see... the steam is so big."

"So big..."

Splash...

With a splash, Xue Tong felt two tender bodies stick to him, with a hint of coolness and a pure aura. Unconsciously, the violence in Xue Tong's body quietly retreated, and the black flame in his eyes shrank back into his pupils little by little.

He opened his eyes, which had become clear.

"You two little guys, what are you up to?"

"Hehe," Little Poshi stuck to Xue Tong's left side, clinging to him affectionately. "It's just, helping you take a bath. You know..."

"Yeah, Xue Tong is such a big guy, why are you still so childish? What's so strange about taking a bath," Miya replied on the other side, also hugging Xue Tong's right arm.

The two little faces rubbed slightly on Xue Tong's arms, both showing a peaceful look.

"This is so good... with Xue Tong's aura, I can sleep well tonight..."

"Yeah, this is what couples should do, we've taken another step today. Finally, like a real couple..." Miya hugged Xue Tong's arm tightly, and actually yawned and wanted to sleep.

Looking at the two little guys' simple and peaceful faces, Xue Tong couldn't help but smile. He reached out and touched their hair, and suddenly asked.

"If, and I mean if, one day I become a bad guy, would you kill me?"

"What are you saying, how could Xue Tong become a bad guy? Even if he becomes a bad guy, it's because of the good guys."

"That's right, what's wrong with being a bad guy, anyway, whatever Xue Tong becomes, it's the same, the same, the same."

"Yeah, being with Xue Tong, being a bad guy."

"Being a bad guy."

"Ah, the steam is so big..."

"So big..."

(To be continued...)

ps: Although I really want to write more, but recently, everyone understands, during the crackdown period, let's restrain ourselves.