Dressed as the only Omega in the Star Military Academy

Chapter 522: Calming the Spirit

As soon as I heard this.

Bo Cang's expression instantly tightened.

His light grey eyes were fixed on Lu Chihuan in front of him. His look was filled with shock and a bit of fear as if he was facing a formidable enemy, as if he had not expected Lu Chihuan to say such a thing. His Adam's apple could not help but roll heavily a few times.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

How could he fall in love with someone he had only been with for a dozen days, and who even treated him as a substitute?

not to mention--

He has been cold to people since he was a child.

Apart from his parents and adjutant, there were almost no people close to him, and he didn't even understand what it felt like to fall in love with someone.

Maybe when I was a kid...

He once had some vague feelings for her, but that person had been dead for a long time.

Now for Lu Xing.

He was just curious.

In addition, he had an unspeakable competitive spirit. After all, no matter what he did, he would do his best. Therefore, when he saw that Lu Xing's attention was all attracted by Chen Muzhe, he naturally felt dissatisfied.

Seeing Bo Cang’s reaction so big.

Lu Chihuan laughed again.

He curved his beautiful eyes, his long, thick eyelashes like crow feathers trembled a few times, the dimples at the corners of his lips deepened a little, and when he smiled, it seemed like amber honey was flowing, "I'm just talking."

"If it's not, then it's not."

He answered like this.

Bo Cang felt as if his fist had hit cotton, because he couldn't help but frown, took a deep breath, and turned his face away.

The jaw was slightly tense.

The whole person involuntarily exudes a cold aura, just like a refrigerant.

Ok.

…More like Zhou Zhi.

Lu Chihuan wasn't sure if he missed Zhou Zhi too much, so he repeatedly mistook Bo Cang in front of him for the other person. However, he also knew that this kind of hallucination was quite rude, so he quickly suppressed his emotions.

No more overthinking.

At this moment, he just brought the food he packed from the cafeteria to Bo Cang, then opened the food box and chopsticks, "Here."

"Let's eat first."

"I heard from Anka that you didn't come to the cafeteria to eat at noon or in the evening, saying that you had no appetite. I don't know if you have heard the saying that people are made of iron and rice is made of steel. If you don't eat for a meal, you will be very hungry. So you should eat something to fill your stomach now..."

Hear this.

Bo Cang seemed to be in a better mood.

It seems that Lu Xing hasn't completely forgotten him, and now he still remembers whether he has eaten.

"Thank you."

He thanked him.

Then he picked up the chopsticks and took a few bites of rice.

I have to say that Bo Cang's every move when eating was very proper. Not only did he keep his back straight and move slowly, but also the soup would not stain the corners of his lips. He looked like a well-educated man.

All of a sudden.

Lu Chihuan began to wonder what Bo Cang's identity was before he was forced into the slave camp.

Could he...

A little noble, right?

However, during this period of time, it seems that Bo Cang has never mentioned his identity on his own initiative. I guess he doesn't want to go back to his former home.

Think of this.

He took out the communicator again.

Then he searched the Star Internet for news and information on several planets in the Empire, trying to analyze and grasp more useful information from these news.

After all, they and the rebels are now in a very dangerous position. The previous acts of resistance have damaged the interests of some nobles, so that these nobles have begun to unite and intend to directly destroy these small groups with violence.

Some time ago.

They were ambushed and chased by other nobles, but fortunately they managed to escape in the end.

Although now they are taken in by the rebels.

But still can't let down my guard.

After watching for about ten minutes, Lu Chihuan raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, which were feeling a little sore, to prevent himself from becoming nearsighted due to overuse of his eyes.

I don't know where on the communicator's light screen I touched, but the image on the screen jumped.

It actually jumped to a video.

In the video, Zhou Zhi was wearing a black military uniform. He adjusted the military cap on his head with his bony fingers, and then walked past with big strides in a stern manner.

There were cheers all around.

This attracted Bo Cang's attention.

After Bo Cang saw what was playing in Lu Chihuan's communicator, his expression instantly became complicated, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously. After a moment, he pretended to speak casually:

"Who are you……

"A fan of His Majesty the Emperor?"

Lu Chihuan couldn't help but be speechless.

After all, he clicked on this video accidentally, but after meeting Bo Cang's gaze, he felt that he couldn't tell the truth.

So I hesitated for a moment.

He finally answered calmly, "No, it's just that he looked a bit like one of my former suitors, so I looked at him a few more times."

He is telling the truth.

There is not a single drop of water in it.

However, Bo Cang was originally drinking water, and after hearing these words, he suddenly choked and coughed violently a few times.

He looked up at Lu Chihuan in disbelief.

There was a rare sharpness in his light grey eyes, as if he was filled with anger and shame, thinking that what Lu Xing said was too absurd.

however.

Lu Chihuan, however, took his look as distrust, so he glanced around, and when he saw that no one was eavesdropping, he felt relieved and approached Bo Cang, then said mysteriously, "You must not disbelieve it."

“They really look alike.”

"Even the small mole on the right chest is in the same place. I saw it by accident before."

Bo Canghong is warm.

His face flushed.

At this moment, she couldn't stop coughing, and her bony fingers were tightly grasping the clothes on her chest. After Lu Xing mentioned the small mole hidden under the clothes, it seemed to get hot for some reason.

and many more.

Why……

Lu Xing also knows such a private matter?

And does the so-called pursuer he mentioned really exist? Could it be that he used other methods to spy on me while I was in the palace?

No.

After returning to the palace, he will definitely strengthen security measures and check carefully for any hidden cameras nearby.

But then again, if the suitor that Lu Xing mentioned really existed, how did he see the other person's chest?

Could it be——

Are the two of them in an open relationship?

The various questions in his mind were like a tangled ball of wool with knots everywhere, which made his temples begin to swell and ache.

Not only that.

The originally calm spiritual sea began to surge violently, and the mental power began to become manic and chaotic, and it couldn't wait to rush out.

Then destroy everything around you.

In an instant, Bo Cang's face turned pale.

He clenched his teeth and subconsciously suppressed the pain in his mind that was like a knife cutting. In a short while, fine beads of sweat broke out on his forehead and his body began to tremble slightly.

Oops.

His old habits returned.

Because his mental power is so strong that his spiritual sea is almost in a state of overload, once stimulated, his mental power will begin to become violent and agitated.

and……

Extremely aggressive.

This aggression will not only be directed outward actively, but will also unconsciously destroy everything around it. When the power is strong enough, it will even raze the surrounding area to the ground.

But also inward.

It tortured Bo Cang's brain and spiritual sea, making him endure pain that others could not imagine, so that he was left with a serious headache.

although.

Normally, you can use sedatives to suppress the symptoms, but this is only a temporary solution and not a permanent cure.

And over time.

The medicine seemed to be becoming less and less effective.

“…Let’s go…Let’s go quickly…”

Worried that his outward mental power might hurt Lu Xing, Bo Cang raised his light gray eyes and squeezed out a few words with difficulty.

Lu Chihuan was startled.

"Bo Cang!"

"What's wrong with you!"

He never expected that the person who seemed fine just now was now half leaning on the sofa, dying. The closer he got to him, the more he could sense his mental power that was almost agitated and even about to get out of control.

If you leave it alone.

The extremely aggressive mental power might destroy all the farms of the rebels, and Bo Cang might be seriously injured or even killed.

No.

We must find a way to help Bo Cang.

Lu Chihuan turned his head and saw that Bo Cang had fallen into a semi-comatose state due to the loss of control of his mental power, so he began to shake the fluorite on his wrist without hesitation, and then lowered his voice and said:

"World consciousness!"

"Don't sleep, wake up quickly. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Come out and tell me what I can do to help my friend!"

Under Lu Chihuan’s persistent calling.

The world consciousness was finally awakened by Lu Chihuan.

Originally it fell into a deep sleep due to lack of energy, and now it heard Lu Chihuan waking it up, just for a stranger he had just met.

All of a sudden.

The world consciousness felt its anger value rising.

calm.

This is my own "biological" child.

After all, Lu Chihuan was a child that he created himself, and if he had a conflict with him, no one would help him collect energy in the future.

Think of this.

It looked towards Bo Cang who was sitting on the sofa.

It was just a glance, and the world consciousness couldn't help but pause, "Huh?"

It turned out to be an acquaintance.

As expected, no matter how the world changes, people who are destined to meet will always meet.

Without waiting for it to take a few more glances.

Lu Chihuan came up again, and this time he asked nervously and anxiously, "Have you figured out what's going on? Is there any way we can help him?"

The World Consciousness pondered for a moment.

“There is a way.”

"It just depends on whether you are willing or not."

When Lu Chihuan heard this, he blinked a few times in confusion, and his long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he didn't quite understand the meaning of world consciousness.

"I?"

"Why don't you tell me what you want me to do first."

The world consciousness sees him like this.

So he answered straight to the point, "You can use your mental power to try to touch the spiritual sea in his brain, and then slowly release soothing signals."

"This way."

"His restless spirit will calm down."