Leo finished his steaming bowl of instant noodles, leaving only the soup at the bottom of the bowl and a few floating pieces of dried vegetables. He carefully used his chopsticks to pick at the dried vegetables, trying to eat them one by one. Although the vegetables had softened somewhat from soaking in the hot water, they still had a hard texture, far from the crispness of fresh vegetables. Leo chewed on them, unable to help but smile wryly. The taste of these vegetables was indeed not very delicious, lacking the freshness and sweetness of fresh vegetables and carrying an indescribable strange flavor. At that moment, Leo even doubted whether these so-called "vegetables" really came from nature or were just some kind of chemically synthesized product. However, in this environment, he knew he didn't have much choice and could only try not to think too much and finish eating them.
At the same time, Douglas still had about half of his noodles left in his bowl. He seemed to be more focused on the tablet in his hand and not very concerned about his dinner. Occasionally, he would unconsciously pick up his chopsticks, casually stir the noodles in the bowl, and then continue to focus on the content on the tablet. This distracted way of eating formed a sharp contrast with Leo's earnest effort to eat every piece of dried vegetable.
During the meal, the two of them hardly spoke, and the silence carried a hint of awkwardness and subtlety. For Leo, although the taste of the dinner might not have been satisfying, it was still a precious time spent with Douglas in this unfamiliar environment.
Douglas noticed that Leo finished his instant noodles and nodded, seemingly expressing some approval that Leo was able to finish those dried vegetables. Then, he seemed to make a decision, setting aside his tablet and focusing on his own instant noodles in front of him. He took a big bite of the noodles, chewing, and suddenly his voice rang out in the quiet space: "You asked me... why I want to stay here, actually, I used to be a doctor in the capital." His voice trailed off, his eyes staring blankly at his instant noodles, seemingly lost in memories.
Leo was surprised by the sudden change of topic and didn't expect Douglas to bring up his past at this moment. Leo instinctively felt that there were hidden stories behind this conversation, perhaps related to why Douglas chose to stay in this slum. Faced with Douglas's sudden seriousness, Leo didn't know how to respond and felt a bit awkward and uneasy, worried that he might have unintentionally touched on sensitive issues in Douglas's heart.
The atmosphere became particularly delicate, and Leo felt a heavy weight on his heart. He realized that there are profound reasons behind everyone's choices, often closely linked to personal experiences, emotions, and beliefs. Leo silently waited for Douglas to continue speaking, ready to hear the story behind this doctor's unusual path in the slum.
Douglas took a sip of instant noodle soup, his expression clearly showing disgust, evidently not satisfied with the taste of the noodles. He placed the chopsticks across the bowl, seemingly losing interest in continuing to eat. His gaze moved away from the bowl and fixed on Leo, as he began to share an incredible story.
"When I was in the capital, I once treated a critically ill elderly man. He was already in multiple organ failure, and years of bedridden illness had left his body covered in sores, beyond hope of recovery." Douglas's voice carried a hint of heaviness, as if recalling that experience still haunted him.
Leo was very surprised to hear this and asked in confusion, "How is that possible? Don't we have guardian robots now? It shouldn't be so difficult to turn over, right?" His puzzlement carried a trust in modern technology and incredulity at the situation.
Douglas showed a bitter smile after hearing Leo's words and then said, "It's his identity that surprised me the most - the former Star Alliance Army Commander, Rak Jels. You must have heard of this name, right?" His tone carried a complex emotion, seemingly expressing helplessness and sadness at the fate of this former Star Alliance high official.
Leo was shocked by this sudden news. The name Rak Jels is known to everyone in the Star Alliance military. He was a highly respected military commander, responsible for leading numerous major military operations and making significant contributions to the security of the Star Alliance. However, Leo never expected that such a former high-ranking official would encounter such difficulties in his later years.
Leo's astonishment was evident, and he could hardly believe that this legendary figure of the Star Alliance, Rak Jels, would end up in such a situation. He couldn't help but ask in disbelief, " Rak Jels? He's really famous... But I remember he never married or had children. Could it be because of this... that he ended up in such a situation?" Leo's words carried a sense of incredulity, as if trying to find the reason for the former officer's downfall.
However, Leo soon realized that his speculation seemed unfounded. He immediately added, "Impossible, right? His salary couldn't possibly not cover the cost of a few care robots. At the very least, he could hire someone, right? How could this be happening?" Leo's words were filled with confusion and disbelief. It seemed illogical that someone with such a brilliant military career would lack basic care in his later years, contradicting all common sense.
Douglas shrugged in response, saying helplessly, "I don't know. All I know is that he was brought in a black car. Several men in suits, wearing sunglasses, got out of the car and dropped Ruck off at our front desk before running off." Douglas's description added to the mystery and desolation of the story, suggesting that the former commander's fate was not simply due to money or care issues. There may be a more complex story and deeper reasons behind it.
Leo fell silent after listening, filled with sympathy for Rak Jels fate, but at the same time, also developed a strong curiosity about the matter.
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