Him and their stars.

Chapter 2040 Who Killed Me?

This time, the train didn't stop at a station, but at the giant space station in Earth's near-Earth orbit.

A round, steam-powered locomotive, emitting plumes of smoke of unknown origin, hovered less than 10 kilometers from the space station, carrying twelve carriages.

This should have been a very unusual and mysterious scene, but the space station on the other side did not react at all.

Perhaps you can't see anything at all, or perhaps you can see it but have no choice but to accept the situation.

Yu Lian was the one who accepted this premise as well. When he and Fei Fei arrived at the train door with their suitcases, they took only one step and were already inside the bustling space city, having left their luxurious Victorian-style train compartment.

Even with Yu Lian's spiritual senses, he didn't even feel the force field fluctuations when traversing space.

As for the bustling crowd around them, they naturally didn't notice the two uninvited guests who suddenly appeared in the middle of the street; they were like a group of lively background figures.

Yu Lian glanced at Fei Fei, who then grasped his hand in return.

The two entered the crowd without saying a word and, following the signs inside the space city, boarded the space elevator that led directly to the Eternal City in the center of the Pacific Ocean.

In this universe, Earth's capital is also located on a large island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, also known as the "Eternal City"—what a coincidence of the multiverse!
In addition, after the merger of Earth and the Empire, the capital of the new Empire was chosen on a newly emerging planet that served as a relay point between the two places, and construction is currently in full swing.

According to the information that Yu Lian and Fei Fei have gathered so far, this powerful conqueror has already built a massive urban complex on the planet's surface, enough to house a billion people, and is also constructing an astonishing imperial city in space orbit.

As the conqueror of the universe, one should naturally reside in the cosmos. From this perspective, this space overlord does indeed possess the spirit of a pioneer.

It was a space fortress with a diameter of 200 kilometers, larger than the Dawn Royal Palace, the Infinite Palace, and the Nebula Palace combined.

It's a classic case of a spectacle ruining the country.

However, the people in this universe seem to be filled with longing and worship for that spectacle.

The above information was overheard by a middle-aged man in simple work clothes next to them while they were riding the rail elevator. This man, who looked like a typical working-class person, told them that he was one of the construction workers for that rail capital.

"Did you know that the enamel ornaments on the sixth eaves corner of the right corridor of the tallest building, Pangu Grand View Tower, were fired by me personally?" He spoke with great pride and a craftsman's spirit when he brought up this topic.

"That is the hall of the conquerors of the universe! The hall of glory! The hall of great achievements! The hall of all people!"

Looking at the uncle's face, which was full of the emotions of a religious fanatic, Yu Lian really didn't know what else to say besides expressing his agreement and gratitude.

"Long live! Long live Sanssouci Palace!" the uncle suddenly cheered in the elevator.

However, none of the passengers thought he was crazy; instead, they all raised their hands and cheered loudly. The huge cabin of the elevator was instantly filled with a frenzied atmosphere.

As for Yu Lian and Fei Fei, in order not to stand out too much, they had no choice but to follow suit. What else could they do? Their cheers were even more sincere and heartfelt than those of the others.

Although this tyrant's palace was spectacular and brought ruin to the country, and although its name was quite domineering, and although it was larger than the three palaces of the Galactic Empire combined, it was still quite different from the "manor" that Feifei planned to buy as her wedding home.

For this reason, Yu Lian still expressed a certain degree of empathy for the conquerors' actions.

They've fought wars their whole lives, why can't they enjoy themselves? Why can't they build a big house?
However, this is, after all, a large-scale war is underway to conquer half the universe, and enjoying the spoils is a matter for later. As a military conqueror-type cosmic overlord, he cannot allow himself to remain in a safe rear area.

He first established his capital and shogunate on Earth. This was partly because it was the location of his base of operations, and partly because it was closer to the Republic.

And after this war to conquer half the universe broke out, this qualified overlord naturally had to personally lead the expedition. A qualified conqueror would face danger head-on and would never relinquish the greatest honor to others.

As it turned out, after the overlord led his army into the Republic's territory, facing an enemy that had lost its moral compass and main force, he was naturally invincible and unstoppable. Now, his prestige was comparable to that of a living god in this universe.

Now, the great conqueror has returned to Earth from the front lines, which of course only means that the war of conquest is coming to an end, and what remains are just minor details.

Tonight, he will appear in the square of Eternal City to announce to the entire universe that a new era of civilization is about to begin.

The above information was, of course, what Yu Lian and Fei Fei heard from the passengers opposite them when they got off the rail elevator and rode the light rail train.

"His Majesty the Regent's great achievements are the great achievements of humankind! They are the future of civilization! We feel only glory and gratitude! We will ignite the universe! We will give the universe a new life!"

When that well-dressed, seemingly righteous person said these words, his face was truly filled with nothing but gratitude.

He clearly looked like a respectable middle-class elite—either a lawyer, a journalist, or a writer—but he still displayed the same excitement as a teenager. A fervent and exuberant emotion, just lacking a bit of rationality.

"Long live His Majesty the Regent!" The well-dressed middle-class elites began to raise their fists and cheer loudly.

"Long live!" the people on the train responded with such fervor.

"Long live the Emperor of Mankind!"

Long live the universe's only sun!

Huh? This is the emperor of humanity? This is the only sun? Wouldn't it be better to just have a golden toilet?
Yu Lian expressed strong disdain for this kind of persona, but since he was already there, he might as well continue cheering.

He remained very sincere, so sincere that Fei Fei on the other side gave him several dirty looks.

Half an hour later, they got off the bus in Eternal City. Compared to the elegant and tranquil garden city of the imperial palace in the original universe, this capital city built on an ocean island seemed much more rugged.

Those square, upright, silver-gray and black buildings, pointing straight to the sky, are like swords and shields, transforming the entire city into a rigid and orderly arsenal.

The two walked through this city filled with conceptual settings, seeing only the bustling crowds and noisy clamor on the streets. The frenzied atmosphere was like a tangible heat wave, assaulting the rationality of outsiders in wave after wave.

They saw a holographic projection suspended above the city.

The projected image of the person was magnified by various photographic equipment until it blotted out the sky, as if he were the central deity of this universe.

However, perhaps due to urban light pollution, Yu Lian couldn't make out the person's appearance on the holographic projection. Even more surprisingly, he himself didn't find it strange at all.

"Not only is he a scoundrel, but he's also a show-off!" Yu Lian exclaimed.

“Scumbags love to show off, especially those scumbags in high positions,” Fei Fei said.

What she said made a lot of sense, and Yu Lian had no choice but to agree.

Of course, these words were spoken aloud. They could feel the fervor around them up close, so they had no intention of provoking anyone.

Past experience tells us that even when playing games, you shouldn't cause trouble among faction NPCs.

Since this kind of assassination is to be carried out, everything needs to be carefully planned.

The two powerful psionicists merged into the boiling sea of ​​people like two drops of water.

Dressed indistinguishable from the surrounding crowd, their faces radiated just the right amount of excitement and reverence, like ordinary, fervent citizens drawn by a divine calling, they moved step by step toward their deity. They weaved through the throngs waving the new empire's flags and portraits of its overlord, heading toward the magnificent palace at the end of the street.

Of course, while it's called a palace, it's more like a fortress composed of towers, high walls, and large fortresses. In the space age, such architectural complexes no longer serve a military defensive function, but they certainly possess cultural attributes.

Yu Lian saw the target standing on the high walled balcony—yes, just like in all classic plays, this kind of palace, facing the street, square and the direction of public gatherings, must have a balcony with a bright view.

Whether it's a tyrant or a wise king, whether it's a military dictator or a performer chosen by vote, they all need such a platform.

"Two thousand meters," Fei Fei judged.

Yu Lian nodded.

Between him and the enemy opposite him was a dense, almost impenetrable crowd. At this point, without resorting to supernatural powers, it was virtually impossible to advance any further.

However, this distance and obstacle should have been variables that were calculated in advance.

“Over there,” Fei Fei pointed to the building on the street.

Very well, if you can't go forward, go upstairs; this is a typical setup. Yu Lian naturally agreed.

It is conceivable that even for the most basic security measures, there would be guards on the top of such a tall building, but in the face of two psionicists, these fully armed and well-trained soldiers did not last longer than ordinary people who were powerless to kill a chicken.

Yu Lian and Fei Fei reached the top floor of the adjacent building in just thirty seconds and silently cleared the area.

They went up to the rooftop, opened their suitcases, took out various parts, and began assembling them.

Yu Lian said that the parts looked familiar to him. So, he and Fei Fei assembled a portable light spear cannon for individual use in less than ten seconds.

Considering the energy required by the light spear cannon, even the smallest output power requires energy that ordinary equipment cannot handle, so it is naturally exclusive to the emblem machine.

There is still a long way to go before small-scale light spear cannons can be truly made available to individual soldiers and standardized.

The light spear cannon before him was exactly as he remembered it—the MK3 model, the one equipped on Earth's Emblem Machines. He recalled that Ina Shirica had one, and she seemed to enjoy using it immensely.

"This weapon was created by Tita Russell, a fourth-year student at the academy, and Bulma from the next class, under the guidance of Professor Agasa, a lecturer in the Department of Future Technology. It's an assassin-type light spear rifle designed specifically for use against tyrants."

"To be honest, I've almost forgotten the details of our academy. And does it even matter?"

Feifei ignored Yu Lian and simply mounted the weapon, which was over two meters long and looked like an anti-materiel rifle, on the eaves and aimed it at the palace balcony.

Balcony sniping? Is this some kind of blatant operation?
Although Yu Lian was inwardly complaining, he inexplicably felt that this was perhaps the operation that should be carried out. He took a deep breath, lay down on the rooftop, pulled the trigger, and put his eyes behind the scope.

Speaking of which... after all, he's almost an eighth-ring psychic, does he really need a scope? So, is this some kind of ritual?

"They're here!" said Fei Fei, who was on guard duty.

However, Yu Lian can only hear her voice now, but can no longer see her.

Through the scope, all he could see was the figure of the cosmos pressing down on the balcony.

He was a tall and imposing man, the embodiment of a typical overlord. His figure was encased in a marshal's uniform with a gold-trimmed sash, and he raised his white-gloved hand to wave to the ecstatic crowd in the square.

His every move exudes a natural and unpretentious ease, without any deliberate display of domineering arrogance.

He doesn't seem like a tyrant who climbed from the bottom to the top at all; he's more like a ruler who was born to rule from the clouds.

He should rightfully receive the cheers and worship of the people, and rightfully rule over everything.

Very good, even if he's a scoundrel, he still nails the style perfectly.

Yu Lian narrowed his eyes slightly, and his vision pierced through the blur caused by distance and light, capturing the face of the cosmic overlord more clearly.

His posture and demeanor, the contours of his face, the composition of his features... and of course, that dashing and carefree air and his unique, imposing presence—it was all so familiar.

So, when exactly is it?

Just as Yu Lian's mind began to stir, the cosmic overlord on the balcony seemed to hear the cheers of the crowd.

In response to his fervent followers, he turned slightly to the side, placed one hand on the ornate, carved railing of the balcony, raised his right hand above his head, and shouted.

"Make humanity great!"

"Great!" the crowd shouted in agreement.

Our journey is to the ocean of stars!

"Ocean!" The cheers grew even louder.

There must be many professional straight men in the crowd. Yu Lianxiang.

"Now, my soldiers, my people, salute your emperor!"

"Isn't he the regent? Isn't the emperor your son?" Yu Lian exclaimed in astonishment. He remarked that even in the long history of China, the only person who could seize the throne from their own son was that Oirat student, right?

Such a despicable person, isn't this a blessing in this parallel universe?

In that instant of reflection, the angle of the sunlight subtly shifted.

Yu Lian's gaze was fixed intently on that person's face.

That's him.

Eyebrows, nose, height, even posture and demeanor—aren't they all your own? Such a magnificent and awe-inspiring presence and appearance—who else could it be but yourself?
Yu Lian suddenly smiled.

He suddenly felt unusually calm, so calm that the surrounding environment seemed to stand still.

All the noise, all the frenzy, all the cheers and shouts, fell silent.

The crosshairs of the light spear cannon were already aimed at the chest of the cosmic overlord who was raising his arms and shouting. Unperturbed, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Of course, at that very moment, Yu Lian, who had conquered the universe, seemed to sense something and looked in Yu Lian's direction.

He grinned, revealing the same smile as himself, and then uttered a silent question.

"Who is trying to kill me?"