In another bar around the corner of the street, Renault sits with Stark, drinking and talking.

Maybe because of Stark's size, no one came to their trouble this time.

"After leaving the ship, I and a few others were placed in Terek Barracks, where they rested. Honestly, it's terrible there. Stark gulped the liquor into his mouth, drinking the spirits like beer, and the most unfortunate thing was that he couldn't get drunk no matter how much he drank.

Renault was curious about Stark's words: "What's a bad law?" As far as I know, the food here is not bad regardless of the living conditions. ”

"That's true, the scenery is beautiful. There is a redwood forest where I live, and when the wind blows, it is like a sea of red, and it looks so beautiful. But the people there are not very good. Stark waved his thick arms and roared like a man-bear.

Renault understood what Stark meant.

The soldiers who came out of the mecha brigade were all aggressive.

For them, it's the fighting that's the greatest pleasure.

So their usual entertainment is to fight, fight, fight.

Fight with bare hands, fight with blades, fight with mecha, anyway, how lively it is.

But on Earth, this clearly does not work.

In fact, Stark didn't find a guy who could fight him when he entered Terek's barracks.

The Abrody was originally an ace starship, and as a mecha on the ace starship, Stark had never been defeated by anyone except Tycos and Renault.

When he came to the barracks to find some opponents to "fight" to pass the boring time, he was disappointed to find that he was surrounded by a flock of sheep.

The feeling of the tiger entering the flock was not excitement but so dejection that in Stark's eyes, it was a holiday that could not have been worse. When he heard that Earth's bars were a great place to fight, he ran over.

Yes, the purpose of his visit was to find a fight, but he didn't expect to meet Renault.

"Earth is not a battlefield, Stark." Renault smiled and shook his head and said, "You have to learn to relax your nerves instead of going around looking for someone to fight every day." It is also a good feeling to take a walk occasionally and look at the night around and the beautiful scenery of the landscape. It needs to be experienced with the heart, not the body. ”

"I haven't felt things in years." Stark replied, "We don't have that qualification. ”

Renault froze: "What did you say?" ”

Stark replied seriously, "I said, we don't have the right to experience anything. We are soldiers, fighting on the battlefield and facing the danger of death at any time. What makes us forget the dangers? Not loyalty to the Federation, nor the desire to return home alive, but blood and passion. ”

"Passion and passion." Renault savored the words and nodded slightly.

Yes, the soldiers killed the enemy on the battlefield, and in the face of artillery fire, it was definitely not only that loyalty, but also that iron and blood.

All this feeling needs is to burn the fighting spirit in their hearts, and under the influence of this fighting spirit, the soldiers fight selflessly, and at the same time forget their fears, forget about life and death.

Savor life?

That is not the habit of a soldier, and to savor it all on the battlefield is to tremble, retreat, and lose all courage at the sound of rumbling cannons.

It is precisely for this reason that the vast majority of brave and combative soldiers are often thorns and troublemakers in private.

Only with this aggressive spirit can one become a good soldier.

You can never expect a soldier who is gentle as a virgin and as gentle as jade in peace, and crazy as a tiger on the battlefield.

Character doesn't change, it stays the same.

Stark is one such person, his world is simple, there are only two colors, red and black. Red represents blood and fire, and black represents void and death.

"The Philosophy of the Military." Renault whispered, "Thank you Stark, you taught me a lesson." ”

Stark laughed heartlessly, "Actually, I envy you, sir. You can switch between a quiet man and a raging man, and that's a great quality that I can't do. You know, until three days after I left the starship, when I closed my eyes, the roar of artillery fire was still echoing in my ears, and the flash of an explosion was still shining in front of my eyes. I couldn't get out of that nightmarish battle scene......"

"Post-War Trauma Syndrome." Renault frowned: "They didn't find you a psychiatrist?" ”

Most soldiers will have some psychological problems after leaving the battlefield, which can lead to malignant events such as suicide and homicide. Because of this, leave is not simply a vacation, and the military will arrange for a psychiatrist to be responsible for guiding the psychological reconstruction of soldiers. Renault was assigned a psychiatrist, but he was well adjusted and was soon confirmed to have no problems.

Stark shook his head and said, "There is no psychiatrist, there are some other people, some strange people. ”

"Who?" Renault asked casually with his glass in his glass.

"A guy named Russell Hill." Stark replied, "He seems interested in your journey to becoming a captain." ”

The hand holding the glass is fixed in the air.

After a moment, Renault asked, "What did you tell him?" ”

"An energy cannon hit the starship, and the spilled energy entered the conference room along the life-sustaining system, killing everyone there." Stark's face showed a sincere smile again: "Did I say something wrong?" Sir. ”

"No, no, you're saying it well." Renault replied.

But for some reason, Renault always felt a little uneasy in his heart.

But he didn't say anything, just suppressed the uneasiness.

Stark continued, "There are other people who have come to check on me. Hell, the psychiatrist didn't come, but the physiologist came a lot, always asking me if there had been any changes in my body recently. What the fuck can I do? Eat well, sleep well, but you can't find a fight. ”

"Oh, yes, I met it too." Renault replied nonchalantly. It is true that some doctors came to him a few days ago, did a comprehensive examination of his body, and asked many boring questions before leaving.

"Ah, speaking of which." Stark suddenly remembered something, and said, "Sir, I remember you said before, you didn't touch that bald head named Pock?" So how did you get him flying? ”

Hell, didn't this guy realize the problem until now.

Renaud smiled bitterly, and then he shook his head: "I don't know, maybe he himself was afraid to fly out; Or maybe it was my delusion, but I actually hit him; It's also possible that there is a master lurking in the shadows and saving your life. ”

Stark cracked his mouth and said, "I like the last answer." But sir, haven't you thought of any other possibility? ”

Other possibilities?

Renault paused for a moment: "What is possible?" ”

"Let's say you suddenly have some kind of superpower that you can hit without touching that bastard."

Renault smiled: "Stark, I didn't expect you to be so imaginative. ”

"It's not surprising, is it?" Stark was very serious, he lowered his head to Renault's ear, and whispered, "I heard that the Federation has been secretly researching superpower soldiers for a long time. ”

"It can't be." Renault shook his head and replied, "We are human beings, and we rely on technology rather than the power of fantasy. ”

"Then how do you explain the Divine Spirit Clan?"

Renault stopped talking.

The Gods!

This is an intelligent race discovered by humans more than 200 years ago in the Divine Envoy Group of Galaxies.

Completely different from previous discoveries, this is a race that is higher than humans in terms of technology and life evolution.

This is also the first civilization discovered by human beings in the thousands of years of cosmic exploration that has a higher level of life form and technology than itself.

Due to the great abilities of each individual of this race, they were initially regarded as gods by some religious fanatics, and it was only later that they were identified as nothing more than a relatively special and powerful population, hence the name of the god race.

Regrettably, humanity was not able to achieve a desire for peaceful coexistence with the gods, and war broke out almost at the beginning of contact.

For more than 200 years, humans have waged many wars with the gods in the Divine Envoy Group.

In the beginning, the human race was completely ignorant of the characteristics of the gods, and they judged their enemies with common sense, made fatal mistakes, and suffered one defeat after another. One of the biggest losses was the Battle of the Rembrandt Star, in which the human side lost 5,000 starships and more than 3 million soldiers sank forever in the sea of stars.

As the war spreads, humans who are good at learning are gradually discovering some of the characteristics of the gods. Although they have great strength, the scarcity of numbers has become their Achilles' heel. And when the huge war machine of mankind was activated, the war of the sea of people also broke out with incredible power, which resisted the terrifying power of the gods.

To this day, the war between humans and the gods continues......

Superpowers!

For the gods, that's normal.

It is precisely because of the existence of the gods that human beings realize that superpowers do not only exist in stories, but are equally real. In the words of one of the leaders of the Divine Race, it is that "mankind has come a long way in aerospace technology, but in spiritual technology, almost nothing has been accomplished." ”

"The human race is the human race, and the god race is the god race and the two are not the same." Renault replied.

"But it doesn't have to be impossible to learn from each other, I heard that the human government has long been researching ways to allow humans to gain superpowers."

"That's just legend."

"It's not all legends." Stark replied earnestly, "One of the soldiers in Terek told me that such a plan existed. It's called Project Daybreak, and it's been going on for hundreds of years, and it's bearing fruit. ”

Then he remembered something, and said to Renault with some excitement: "Maybe you have some kind of superpower." Why not give it a try? Let go of your hand and try to control the glass with your telekinesis to see if you can keep it from moving. ”

"You can see you've been bored lately." Renault shook his head and laughed.

"Try it!" Stark was still excited about his fantasies, and kept persuading Renault.

Renault was forced by him to have no choice, so he could only nod and say, "OK, OK, I'll try it once, if it doesn't work, you can't force me again." ”

"You've got to give it your all!" Stark said seriously.

"Of course." Renault replied.

Stark hurriedly placed his glass in front of Renault.

So Renault stared at the glass for a long time.

The wine glass was motionless.

After a while, Renault finally gave up, and he said, "It's okay, Stark, my eyes are sour." ”

"You have to call on your mind to control it, to make it move." Stark said unconvinced, as if he were an expert in the field.

"Obviously, I can't." Renault replied with his hands outstretched.

Looking at Renault's appearance, Stark knew that his idea was bankrupt, and he could only accept defeat with his head down.

The chat continued, and they chatted for a while before checking out and leaving.

When he walked to the door, Stark was still a little unwilling, looked back at the wine glass, and said, "Why don't you try again?" ”

Renault smiled and shook his head: "Don't be stupid, there's no way I'm going to move the cup without touching it." ”

Glancing at the glass, Renault turned and walked out of the bar.

As he walked out of the bar, the glass on the table swiped slightly.

It slashed towards the corner of the tabletop, then slammed to the ground with a thud.