Him and their stars.

Chapter 1820 Tacit understanding

Prime Minister Konoha certainly didn't understand what kind of mythical beast this Yuling Puppet was, but the rest of the content was very subtle.

Snake? What is a snake? Is it the snake I know?

The Prime Minister assured the Spirit of the Universe again that this was not something he could listen to for free. He decisively took out an automatic syringe as thick as a pencil from his pocket and stabbed his wrist without saying a word.

As a well-trained professional politician, Prime Minister Konoe certainly understands the principle that the more you know, the faster you die.

However, he was old after all, and of course his spirit was a little weak after a lifetime of living in the Five Turbidities. But he was not as good as those young people who could die or sleep at any time, so he still brought a sleeping pill. This medicine took effect quickly, tasted good, and was not stressful. It had no other disadvantages except that it was a little expensive. It was really friendly to an old man like himself who was exhausted but still living in the Five Turbidities.

Sure enough, the slight tingling in the fingertips flashed by, and a heavy feeling of relief and lingering security naturally came to my mind.

...Then again, shouldn't I have done this a long time ago? I should have done this before the enemy was killed just now! Before he completely lost consciousness, Prime Minister Konoe suddenly realized his stupidity and wanted to slap himself twice on the spot.

Prime Minister Konoe certainly didn't know that just after he held his head and completely lost consciousness, the twin girls from the Spiritual Research Association chased into the house a "Mao Yuanzuo" who was almost fifty years younger than the original.

Of course, he didn't know that his injection was actually in vain.

Before Gan Jiang shouted, the pressure of spiritual energy pressed on the necks of every conscious person in the hall. Everyone lost consciousness instantly, and even fell asleep faster than the Prime Minister, without even having time to hear words like "snake".

From this perspective, Mr. Mao Yuanzuo can actually be considered a kind person. He has not thought of silencing everyone, but just hopes that everyone will not hear news that they should not hear.

This probably also explains that the secret that Mr. Mao is a hidden psychic master, and there is no need to hide it any longer.

Of course, the psychic power of fainting compression is the same for everyone, but the dust of the times has a different impact on everyone. So, some people became vegetative on the spot, and some people were killed by breaking their necks on the spot, but this is probably life.

Mao Yuanzuo is a hidden master, but his control of spiritual energy is not accurate to the individual. Of course, this does not rule out the possibility that he can do it, but it is completely unnecessary.

This meeting, which should have been a joyful one where everyone held hands and cheered and announced everyone as traitors, was destined to end in a very bloody way.

Gan Jiang and Moye stood at the door, taking in the messy scene in the living room. To these two well-trained psychics, the environment in the hall was completely different. They seemed to see a spooky spider's nest, with spider webs made of psychic energy covering all the space in the room.

The limbs of the dead and unconscious people fell into that space, like prey waiting to be dried in a spider web.

As for Mao Yuanzuo who was standing calmly in the same place, he was not a spider, but part of the spider web.

Of course, the same was true for the middle-aged version of Mao Yuanzuo. He jumped straight into the hall, and it seemed as if he had jumped into the room on his own initiative, but in fact he was dragged into the room by the spider web made of spirituality.

Then, this strange being, who seemed to be fifty years younger than the real Mao Yuanzuo, had lost his previous lively aura and demeanor. He stood in the middle of the hall like a puppet, blocking the twins and the elderly Mao Yuanzuo.

The twin girls' eyes swept across the corpses in the house, and finally fell on Marshal Ferragu. He slumped over, curled up in his chair, his eyes still wide open, the simple and warm smile in front of him was no longer visible, but he looked like a King Kong statue with eyes wide open.

Gan Jiang showed a sad expression: "Fat Marshal is actually a good person. Junior Master will be very sad."

Mo Xie nodded: "He is trying every possible way to save the country. He doesn't want to hurt you or anyone else, but he is determined to die."

When their eyes fell on Mao Yuanzuo, a murderous look appeared: "And you, killed him."

"His biggest mistake was that he didn't plan to kill me until the very end. He is indeed a good man, but he is useless." Mao Yuanzuo sighed, with undisguised sadness in his eyes:

"Girls, this is the consciousness of adults. We have different understandings of saving the country and different prospects for the future, so we are willing to give everything for these. Our own lives are actually just the smallest price. It's not just me, your junior uncle and your great master, aren't they all like this?"

Gan Jiang and Mo Ye showed disgusted expressions. They couldn't tolerate this old villain actually comparing them to Junior Master and Grand Master. If they were in the past, they would have torn this guy's face to pieces.

And he didn't use a sword, but used his spiritual power to control it into claws and tear it apart himself.

However, they knew that this mysterious and treacherous old man, although he did not display any particularly terrifying spiritual pressure, would most likely be the most powerful enemy they had ever faced (alone) in their lives.

Against this kind of enemy, common weapons like lightsabers are of no use. The sisters hid their hands behind their backs, but each of their fingers held an ion salt bomb.

Mao Yuanzuo glanced at the twins, smiled, stepped back a few steps to avoid the dead body, and casually found a chair to sit down. His movements were very light and agile now. Although his face was still full of wrinkles, his steps were like those of a twenty-year-old young man who regularly participated in physical exercise.

As he walked, the spiritual energy that was stagnant in the house was absorbed into his body, just like a terrifying spider retracting its dense web.

Thus, when the halo faded, the young Mao Yuanzuo revealed his true appearance - as if he was a doll carved out of black wood.

"You are finally not going to act anymore. Do your voters and your subordinates in the Common Prosperity Party know that you are a saint?" Gan Jiang said.

"Does your master, the Galactic Empire know about this?" Moye asked.

Mao Yuanzuo smiled and said, "I have actually reached the seventh ring. According to your master's classification method, I am actually a saint."

Can you still make progress at this age? Putting aside the character of the person involved, this is actually a very inspiring scene.

Gan Jiang and Mo Xie looked at each other, their shoulders slumped slightly, and they moved a few steps away. This way they could both attack and escape. Of course, just in case, they even prepared the Void Order - since the Spiritual Research Association became a partner of the Rainbow Rose Foundation, they no longer lacked this kind of thing.

"I'm not sure if the Empire knows, but your Grand Master must know."

The twin girls showed a look of doubt. In this case, not being completely doubtful means having absolutely no doubt.

If you round it off, some of these rumors are actually believable.

"Are you really good friends with Grand Master and Marshal Li?" Moye asked curiously, and then was hit on the head by her twin sister's fist.

Mao Yuanzuo smiled and agreed, saying nothing more. He probably really felt that there was no denying this kind of thing. "No matter what your past was, Mr. Mao Yuanzuo, you should be arrested for treason. At the same time..." Gan Jiang's eyes swept over the black puppet. The motionless puppet had lost the appearance of Mao Yuanzuo, with a flat face and no ups and downs in his facial features, but he looked a bit more murderous.

"I am more curious about how you can recognize that this is a spirit puppet... Oh, yes, the snake cave has been destroyed. All parties involved in this battle gained a lot." Mao Yuanzuo showed a look of sudden enlightenment.

"Relying on spiritual energy is different from relying on entities. We have a detailed grasp of the spiritual fluctuation levels and understand all the data." Gan Jiang had a pair of goggles on his face, and there were faint characters jumping on the lenses.

"It is more labor-saving and stable than the external body, and can rely on all breath, spirit, memory and skills, but it is easier to be detected. However, it is a blessing for most psychics who will never be able to master the external body in their lifetime." Moye said.

Mao Yuanzuo spread his hands helplessly: "That's why I said that when the Imperial Colossus began to attack the Abyss Nebula, all the struggles were meaningless. We should have chosen to destroy all the data at that time. It's a pity that the previous leader was a stubborn person, too stubborn to be a leader like a snake. I hope the new leader can be flexible and pragmatic."

"Soon, we will be able to make our own puppets. Junior Uncle-Master said that psychics in the new era must not only have robot subordinates, but also psychic robot troops. However, this is all a matter for the future." Moye said.

"So, you admitted it. We guessed that you were a psychic, and we also knew that you were a big traitor, but we never thought that you were hiding so deeply." Gan Jiang narrowed his eyes slightly.

The twin girls' hands were hidden behind their backs, still tightly grasping the ion salt bomb. Aura light was smeared on their skin, condensing into a structure like dragon scales.

"This, a traitor to the country or an old thief is fine, but this traitor is still too much." Mao Yuanzuo smiled bitterly and shook his head, then slowly poured himself a glass of wine: "Girls, let's be more mature. Whether it's the ion salt bomb or your dragon scale gauntlet with the cutter, they can't do anything to me. I know the cutter is special against 'control', but you don't think that I am really controlling a puppet that is used for a wide-area gravity trap, right?"

The twin girls looked solemn. They felt that being teased by their seniors during actual combat training was just like what they were feeling now.

"Including your Tiantu Sword, I understand many of the secrets of the Lingyan Society. I even understand them better than your master and most of your uncles."

Maybe what this old thief said is true.

Gan Jiang and Mo Xie could sense his calmness with their spiritual senses, and suddenly felt that the situation was somewhat critical. However, as disciples of the Spiritual Research Association, they could not lose the battle, let alone lose the battle and then lose the battle, so they calmly revealed their hands hidden behind their backs.

"We are no match for you. We can neither arrest you nor execute you. However, we have at least confirmed your multiple identities. All your faces just now have been transmitted to the eldest brother." Gan Jiang said.

"The whole universe will know your true identity." Moye said.

"Will he?"

"..."

"Your senior brother? You are talking about that young man Yang Mingzhao. Hahaha, even if he is not a psychic, he might be able to become prime minister in the future. He won't." Mao Yuanzuo said in a firm tone.

Gan Jiang and Moye were unable to answer. Their spiritual powers could still sense each other's undisguised emotions.

"Xiao Ling'er and her parents boarded the Alliance's July luxury cruise ship yesterday. The Empire will not take action against the super-luxury cruise ship of the Poseidon Fleet. The child was still muttering your names when she boarded the ship."

Gan Jiang and Mo Ye looked at each other in bewilderment. If there was anyone they felt sorry for, it was this classmate they knew in public school. To be honest, although she was Mao Yuanzuo's granddaughter, she was just a cute and innocent young lady, and she really didn't have any bad intentions. She also really treated the twins as her best friends.

Originally, she thought it was cool to have a third-generation member of the Spiritual Research Society as a close friend. But no matter what the motive was, at least the feelings were genuine.

They also immediately realized that the other party might be well aware of their presence today.

"You were the one who gave me the password for the robot passage leading from the beach to the underground garage, weren't you?" Moye asked.

Mao Yuanzuo smiled slightly: "This is the tacit understanding between me and the Spiritual Research Society. Girls, please leave now. You can tell your elders everything that happened today, especially Lan Jiufeng and Yu Lian, but please don't act on your own. I believe you are good children."

Gan Jiang and Moye looked at each other, then calmly put away their weapons, bowed slightly to Mao Yuanzuo and greeted him, then bowed and disappeared into the dust.

As for Mao Yuanzuo himself, he waited until all the girls from the Spiritual Research Society had left before he gently knocked on the table.

Prime Minister Konoe, who had been injected with a hypnotic needle, and Vice President Hierro, who still smelled of burnt food, suddenly jumped up from the ground reflexively, like middle school students who heard the alarm clock.

Prime Minister Konoha's head hit the table, and Vice President Hierro stepped on scattered bullets, both of them fell down in a mess. But they quickly stood up again, still in high spirits.

However, when they saw the deformed bodies on the ground, they couldn't help but turn pale and tremble like sifting chaff. Especially Vice President Hierro, he looked at his uncle with no more admiration, as if he was looking at a terrible natural enemy.

He probably didn't know that his uncle was a psychic. Perhaps that was why he showed such panic.

"In your name, on behalf of the Blue Star Community Government, declare unconditional surrender." Mao Yuanzuo repeated his arrangement: "A prime minister and a vice president should be able to represent the Blue Star Community Government."

The Vice President nodded in agreement.

"...But, about the President." Prime Minister Konoe still had some doubts, but when he met Mao Yuanzuo's eyes, he quickly nodded and said, "Understood, understood. Your humble servant understands."

"Also, you can notify someone to come and clean the floor."

He gave such an order, but he had already walked to the body of Marshal Ferragu.

He looked directly into the marshal's eyes, which had lost focus, but it was as if he was looking directly into his own reflection in the pupils.

"Of course you will feel regretful. But I also have a mission that I must complete. Hahaha, don't worry, Paul, I won't be much later than you." He murmured in a voice that only he could hear, until the marshal really closed his eyelids.