Chapter 93
The farewell ceremony followed military standards overall, but considering Lu Wei’s personality, some redundant procedures were cancelled, reserving a long time for people to bid her farewell.
The faces that were still vivid today were the very meaning of Lu Wei’s sacrifice.
Most of the people who came were older, bringing their families with them.
They had weathered the hardest days of the Seventh District alongside General Lu Wei, and now they enjoyed the living space opened up for them by the Golden Shield.
A little girl swayed as she walked up with the flow of people, holding her parents’ hands. Looking at the heroic figure in Lu Wei’s portrait, she said with a lisp, “I want… to be like her too!”
Her voice was too crisp, instantly attracting the gazes of Shu Ci and Lu Wanqing. Both lowered their eyes to look at her.
Apology floated on her parents’ faces as they tugged at her. “But baby, you are…”
An Omega.
Lu Wanqing walked closer, bent down slightly, and handed the bouquet in his arms to her. “Take a flower and place it in front of her. Your wish will come true.”
The little girl’s eyes sparkled. She picked a red rose from the bouquet, let go of her parents’ hands, walked forward step by step, and placed it in the flowers in front.
Shu Ci squatted beside her, afraid she might accidentally trip.
Lu Wanqing looked at the parents, his expression gentle. “In the future, Omegas can also join the army. Check the news later; it has already been announced.”
The couple took out their phones in a daze. Even when their daughter threw herself into their arms, they still hadn’t recovered from the shock.
The news was true.
At the same moment the people of the Seventh District gathered to attend General Lu Wei’s farewell ceremony, Marshal He Lian promulgated the new policy in the Central District.
On his homepage, he displayed a proposal from many years ago, visible to everyone.
That was the first time Lu Wei proposed that the organization consider forming an Omega military branch. Her proposal mentioned that it had been rigorously proven by researchers.
—Omega abilities can be trained to the same level as Alphas.
The materials that were secretly mailed to Shu Ci were brought out by He Lian at this time, using Lu Wei’s proposal. Forming an Omega army had a theoretical basis and training methods; it was almost imperative.
Attentive people read the proposal carefully and circled three names in shock.
Zhou Wen, Chu Renxiao, Si Huai.
The names of three deceased pioneers of military technology were singled out, and many people finally realized what happened!
This proposal was suppressed, and the big shots’ research materials never saw the light of day. These individuals also died of illness one after another around the time the proposal was submitted.
The context became increasingly clear. Someone didn’t want Omegas to stand on the same starting line as Alphas, didn’t want to shake their lofty status.
All reckoning ultimately fell on Gu Yan’s head.
While the notice of reforming conscription standards and expanding the scope was released, the documentary directed by Shu Ci was also released on various central media outlets.
Social media platforms were full of question marks.
[Fake, right? Who is the director???]
[This is an official project, isn’t it? Shu Ci hasn’t even graduated yet!]
[ @Official @SeventhDistrict, is this how connections are used? Just because he’s the General’s wife, he can casually enter this kind of project?]
[Relevant party here. Heard at the start of school he didn’t even submit internship records. Afraid this kind of symbolic internship isn’t good to make public, huh?]
Shu Ci’s two consecutive public statements had accumulated a variety of onlookers, including those who wanted to see him lose his composure and pull him down from his high perch.
Every doubt had people tagging @ShuCi. However, two hours after the video was released, there was not a shred of response. Instead, several accounts with extreme rhetoric triggered the platform’s mechanism and were restricted from posting.
Shen Ti watched angrily from the backend, but Shen Lin had forbidden him from intervening to make any personal adjustments for Shu Ci.
He could only puff up his cheeks and study guidance strategies with the team.
However, before the meeting was even over, the wind changed.
[Are the cursers just running their mouths? Watch it before speaking!]
[Holy sh*t, I was wrong! This look is definitely not that stiff, dry official shooting style. Director Shu has got something!]
[Not a water army! Everyone go watch it!!!]
[Damn, I cried watching it…]
Some people, with skepticism and a critical mindset, finally clicked on the short film.
…
In the pitch black, rustling sounds came through.
The sounds in the left and right channels were different. As the picture gradually brightened, the sounds became clearer.
This was a first-person perspective.
A pair of eyes struggled constantly, opening in the darkness.
It looked at the world, yet could only see a narrow strip of blue.
A sliver of sky peeking through.
Suddenly the blue disappeared too, and darkness covered the blue again.
A piercing scream cut through the silence.
In the gradually dimming picture, a flash of gold passed by.
The camera turned, and a limping boy appeared in the frame.
He walked haltingly, the scenery around him changing again and again.
Surrounding him were the discussions of people. They said this child had been looking for the culprit who crippled his leg.
Others said he was looking for the person who took care of him to repay his kindness.
He trekked over mountains and rivers, traveling across the land and sea. At the moment the sun rose, his eyes lit up.
The camera entered his eyes. From a short burst of golden light, it turned into golden epaulets.
On the training ground, the team fought in orderly formation, their shouts shaking the sky. But the boy saw another scene in his eyes.
“Can you hear me?”
“Don’t force yourself if you can’t make a sound. We need to move the rebar off your leg; it might hurt a bit.”
“Bite my arm, and it won’t hurt as much.”
“Don’t cry. As long as you’re alive, one day you can walk to see me.”
“…See the gold, and you see me.”
He limped into the base, knocked on the office door, and asked somewhat nervously, “I want… to find a Lieutenant.”
The person in the office looked up.
“This is everything he has left.”
The boy stood in the cemetery, taking a set of uniforms and a bracelet from the staff member.
The bracelet was what he had given him after being saved from the epicenter back then.
“Will I… never see him again?” he asked.
The person beside him shook his head and looked at the sky. “As long as there is a place with the Golden Badge, he is always there.”
As soon as the voice fell, the siren sounded.
The picture suddenly became blurry, and even the camera lens became disordered.
This segment was the footage Shu Ci hurriedly filmed at the base when Lu Wanqing received the temporary rescue mission for the Third District.
Thirty minutes of footage was condensed into thirty seconds.
Vehicles ready to go, crowds marching in step, and helicopters disappearing into the sunset.
Next came the cross-cutting between actual shots of various military districts and the main lens.
On one side were the tense training and arduous missions of each district; on the other was the boy holding the uniform, limping forward.
He walked through every corner.
The vast fields of the First District, the rapid rivers of the Second District, the fluorescent tides of the Third District, the sparse apricot shadows of the Fourth District.
The magnificent Grand Canyon of the Fifth District, the endless mountain forests of the Sixth District, the boundless ice plains of the Seventh District, and the deep ocean trenches of the Eighth District.
When he climbed to the top of the mountain, every place flashed with golden light.
Finally, the golden light overlapped with the sunset from the mission that day, outlining the backs of Lu Wanqing and Yu Xingxing in the frame.
The figure of the protagonist boy also overlapped with the figure of the boy in uniform.
He saluted in the golden light.
Running against the flow of people, merging into the crowd running forward, high-spirited and full of vitality.
At the very end, there were white characters on a black background.
—Golden Will, Never Fades.
…
Shu Ci didn’t yet know how many young people’s dreams this short film would influence, or how many Omegas’ life trajectories it changed.
He waited at the end of the line, bidding farewell to Lu Wei with Si Man at the very last.
Si Man lifted her skirt, squatted down, placed the flower on top, looked lingeringly one last time, and said nothing.
She didn’t want to see the Si family, nor did she want to hear herself call her sister.
Such a hurried glance was enough.
“Shall I send you back?” Knowing Lu Wanqing still had wrap-up work, Shu Ci walked to Si Man’s side.
“No need. I’ve walked enough these past days; I must return. Uncle is critically ill. I should go back to see him one last time.”
Si Man handed him a business card and walked hurriedly toward the parking lot.
“If you have any urgent needs in the Central District, you can contact this directly. No matter what, you are the young master of the Si family.”
As she spoke, she stopped and turned back.
“The bottle of essential oil I didn’t pick has an expiration date. Use it as soon as possible.”
“What is it?”
Si Man glanced at Lu Wanqing in the distance, her expression meaningful. “It has aphrodisiac effects.”
“…”
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