"Kuroshio, there's something...I want to tell you..."
Gu Lin looked embarrassed. After hesitating for a long time, he stepped forward and told Li Xiubai the matter in a low voice.
"Varied...!"
Li Xiubai felt his eyes go dark, and his terrifying body suddenly took a few steps back as if it had lost control.
Fortunately, Fei Scorpion had quick eyes and quick hands, and quickly reached out to help him over, preventing Li Xiubai from falling.
"Boss (Lao Bai)!?"
When everyone saw this, they turned around in surprise.
They didn't pay attention to what Gu Lin was saying just now, they were just surprised as to what could make Li Xiubai feel like this?!
"I...I'm fine..."
Li Xiubai patted Fat Scorpion's hand, barely stood up straight, and asked Yin Yi to dial Gu Kui's communication.
The reply I got was...unable to get through!
In this situation, there is only one possibility, and that is that the core chip of the smart watch is damaged!
"Silver...Silver Wing, dial out communications to Osman, Tutan Sen, Lingqi, and Ivy!"
After counting the interest.
"Master, the Ottoman communication cannot be connected! Tutankhamun, Lingqi and Ivy's communication is under some kind of magnetic field interference and cannot be connected..."
"puff!"
Suddenly, Li Xiubai spurted out a mouthful of blood, staggered and fell down again.
Fat Scorpion and others hurriedly stretched out their hands, but Li Xiubai suddenly stopped and refused the help of others.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face was painful and sad, and walked away from the crowd in another direction.
"Gu Lin, what's going on?"
When everyone saw this, they immediately looked at Gu Lin.
The latter also had a touch of sadness on his face, although Gu Kui and Gu Manding left early due to a dispute.
But when Gu Lin was very young, Gu Kui often came back quietly and took his nephew out to play.
In Gu Lin's childhood memories of constantly practicing the way of the Dark Walker, almost all the happiness came from his uncle Gu Kui.
"Revolutionary army commanders Gu Kui and Osman are suspected of... being killed in battle..."
"What did you say?!"
Gumandin seemed shocked and furious. He rushed to his son, grabbed him tightly and asked.
"Uncle...Uncle seems to be..."
Gu Lin lowered his head, his eyes slightly red.
"impossible!!!"
Gumanding shouted loudly, and then suddenly turned into an afterimage and disappeared into the guardian base.
Upon seeing this, Captain Liebert ordered Carl and others to take care of Li Xiubai and the others, and then followed Gumanding out.
The rest of the people looked at each other, smiled bitterly and shook their heads.
Who would have thought that not only the Federation and the Revolutionary Army were harmed in this battle, but also the Guardians who did not participate in the war were affected to a certain extent?
...
Seven days later, in the afternoon.
Li Xiubai walked out of the office and walked toward a mountain not far from the Guardian base.
On the way, he met a few people from Boqueville, and he just smiled at their advice to him to rest.
That day, after receiving the bad news, Li Xiubai returned home and locked himself up for a day and night.
But the next day, Li Xiubai walked out as if nothing was wrong and continued to deal with whatever he needed to do. He seemed to have overcome his sadness.
But there are people in the Guardian base who know him well, so it is impossible to think that Li Xiubai really walked out.
They know that Li Xiubai values feelings more than anyone else.
Gu Kui was an important person who was both a mentor and a friend to Li Xiubai, and it was impossible for him to walk away so easily.
His behavior was just a forced act of relief as the leader of the Guardians.
However, no one tried to comfort Li Xiubai too much. After finishing their work for the day, they would all go to Li Xiubai's home.
Then he ignored Li Xiubai's words about drinking and causing trouble, and forced him to have a few drinks or chat for a while.
Everyone has experienced loss to a greater or lesser extent, and we know very well that in this case, comfort is meaningless, and only companionship is enough.
And today is the day Wendell is buried.
In the morning, the core members of the Guardian secretly held a funeral for Wendel.
There is nothing that can be done about it. Wendell is still a member of the Federation.
It was impossible for them to hold such a grand funeral for him, which would easily arouse doubts among the people who had been persecuted by the federation and had just found a good life.
Everyone can only keep Wendell in their hearts silently, and wait until the day Xingxia is truly established before making his deeds public.
And why, in the afternoon, did Li Xiubai go to the mountain where Wendel was buried again?
Because Montreal is there, and has been there since morning until now.
Li Xiubai felt that he had something to say to Montreal.
Maybe...Montreal also has something to say to him.
Half an hour later.
Li Xiubai came to Wendell's tomb and saw Montreal sitting next to the tombstone.
Seemingly hearing footsteps, Montreal looked up, saw it was Li Xiubai, and slowly lowered his head again.
"I'm sorry... I can't be as strong as you, but I will recover soon. It'll be okay... You don't have to come over to stay with me."
"I'm not here to advise you not to be sad. We still need your words."
Li Xiubai shook his head and sat next to Montreal,
Montreal was stunned and looked over in confusion. Everyone later found out what Li Xiubai said to a group of agricultural researchers at the Agricultural Research Center that day.
Why now...
"The situation is different. That day it was to prevent them from being hit and to arouse their fighting spirit! It's different now. This kind of pain... I understand it very well."
Li Xiubai patted Montreal on the shoulder and whispered.
After saying that, the two fell into silence.
Until a long time later, Montreal suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief, stood up slowly, and murmured: "Mr. Kuroshio, I have figured it out, I want to leave Nansha Boundary Star."
Li Xiubai was slightly startled and looked at him doubtfully, not understanding the meaning of this sentence.
Montreal looked at Wendell's tombstone with a somewhat distracted look, and gradually became firmer.
"The current situation in the Nansha world has no place for diplomacy. I stay here and can't do anything for the guardians except to keep studying.
And go to the stars, go to the Cosmic Court! I can find a way to establish the sovereignty of protecting... no, Xingxia! And delay the approval of the Silver Empire's war proposal!"
"....Have you thought about it?"
Li Xiubai was silent for a long time, then stood up and asked.
"Think about it!"
Montreal nods.
"You have to know that although the Federation does not have an ambassador to the Universal Court, in the Universal Court, the sovereignty of this planet still belongs to the Federation!
If you go there from Xingxia's position, you will probably not get any attention or recognition, let alone use this position to resist the diplomatic methods of the behemoth Silver Empire.
You are likely to be despised and insulted by countless civilizations, including the Silver Empire, and you may even be assassinated and slandered by some civilizations. Even so, are you going?"
Li Xiubai looked into Montreal's eyes and asked in a deep voice.
"For the light of Xingxia, even if there are thousands of people, I will go!"