Blessings to the beautiful stars

Chapter 117 Destruction
Ai Shanshan and Ji Zhi's hideout is in a mess.

The food and water that were originally prepared to cope with the long-term battle were all in vain, and Marika, who felt it was a pity, secretly put them away and threw them into the Fugitive.

Duzi was sitting in the driver's seat, beside him was a slightly larger seat, which was originally the throne of a certain captain, but now it was occupied by Della, making the bug girl sink deep into the soft cushion.

The bald AI took a deep breath, and countless data flashed through the many projection windows opened in front of him; although most of them were meaningless, this kind of strategizing was indeed so handsome in Della's eyes.

"Ai Shanshan, Ji Zhi!" Dutzi spoke loudly in a more handsome voice, as if commanding:
"I don't need to mention the details. You have rehearsed countless times these days and calculated countless possibilities!"

"Now, my avatar 'Master Blunt No. [-]' has been fully operating on the government side! The airspace of the hiding place has been cleared! All surveillance creations will turn around and create the only blind spot on this planet!"

The monitoring of the planet is carried out jointly by the legion and the government. This should be the function and power of the local government. The former's strong intervention is already a serious overreach. If the government is completely kicked out, it will be no different from rebellion.

It will be true, it will cloud the legitimacy of Zuo Wu's aspirations, and it will create unnecessary enemies, which is especially worthless.

This hiding place is chosen in a place that is almost completely monitored by the government, and it also allows the blunt man to finally have a little room to take advantage of the loopholes under the government's double operation.

No. [-] sent the data, and the blunt dialed the holographic window, and continued to speak loudly:

"Dr. Marika has completed the decoding of the quiet star's channel! Target, next stop!"

"I will complete the preheating of the Fugitive here, follow the established plan, and see you near the sun!"

"I'm here, wishing you two martial arts prosperity!"

The starship glowed, and the engine that hadn't been started for a long time quickly regained its status; the high-frequency vibrations spread round and round, making the surrounding ground and air a truly dust-free place.

Ai Shanshan and Ji Zhi gave the bald AI enough face, and they rushed out one after another when she finished speaking.

The non-propellant engine of the ancient painting Qingkong and the prototype armor of the Sagittarius Ranch do not produce much movement in cruise mode. They charge towards the bright steps and quickly break through the clouds, becoming two small black spots hidden in the night sky.

Della was fascinated by the sky, and the blunt man rubbed her head, feeling particularly satisfied with his performance today.

I contacted Professor Marika again, and everything was indeed ready, and there was no abnormality.

The sudden leisure came, but Duzi still kept sitting upright, staring at those meaningless pop-up windows with meticulous eyes, and her image in Della's eyes became taller and taller.

Sure enough, I am still very good at pretending, but I have been doing nothing, and I always feel empty in my heart, as if I have forgotten something.

forgot what?I didn't forget to change Levina's dressing today; Jinmian was doing her own thing under surveillance, and Della was by her side;
Marika was in the starship research room, making the final preparations for opening the dusty channel; her dead were also called, and they were all there, without running around.

Even the fat guy Lun just left. Although he didn't get the army of the dead itself, as long as he dies in the future, he will become a dead person, and he will not belong to Marika's command; Will meet again.

So what the hell are you forgetting?
The blunt man pondered for a long time, but couldn't find the way.

Under the calm eyes, the parameters of the Fugitive before take-off have reached the best standard values.

……

The general has bowed to Zuo Wu many times, and this time he was especially pious—taking off his helmet was not enough, he even unbuttoned his diving suit a little bit, exposed his upper body, and stretched his arms to both sides, like an eagle braving the wind and rain, and Like a believer waiting to be scourged.

And Zuo Wu has been looking at the general's appearance - the blood vessels and organs are like plant roots that fix the surface of his gaseous body, and there is no bone in his body, all relying on some special blood vessels and the spiritual energy contained in the gaseous body. support.

And the blood vessels and muscles are full of scars, presumably because the fan of the general's diving suit keeps tearing himself.

Zuo Wu was amazed, he didn't expect "nature" to be so uncanny, to actually pinch two very different creatures together, and there is a very special sense of beauty.

This is the power of the "weave of life"?Dilian has always claimed that there is no reproductive isolation of intelligent creatures on different planets in the entire galaxy. It seems that this matter needs to be investigated carefully.

The general's low panting brought Zuo Wu back to reality.

Zuo Wu scratched his hair: "Why are you so solemn this time? Could it be that the god's judgment is hanging behind me, making you feel like you saw the god?"

"...I never believed in religion," the general shook his head, as if recalling something from the past:
"Those religions always require people to unconditionally believe in the gods they enshrine. I think that is so unreasonable...I can't do it."

Zuo Wu suddenly said: "No wonder you have been making excuses for the stupid things I did along the way, excuses one after another, you want to believe me, believe that everything I do is absolutely correct, so you have to find out for yourself to convince yourself reason?"

"Isn't it more convenient to use the God's Judgment on yourself?"

The general was silent, as if he had admitted everything, and also seemed to be doing some stubborn resistance.

Zuo Wu spread his hands: "No, no. You don't believe in gods, but you think everything I do is absolutely correct. What are you kneeling down to?"

He looked at the general's flesh and blood floating in the gaseous state, and suddenly felt more obvious: "I see, what you believe in is the same thing that you and I have—"

"Human blood, all of me, and half of yourself."

The God's Judgment slowly followed the steps.

There's no steady wind here to blow up puffs of dust that won't mix into the general's gaseous skin.

And Zuo Wu simply sat down beside the kneeling man in front of him: "You said that you desire my absolutely correct 'judgment', just to confirm whether you are worthy of the human blood in your body?"

The general remained silent.

After a long time, a look of sadness appeared on the gaseous face: "Almost."

"I was born in glory as half of humanity, and in disgrace as half of Liaoyuan."

"Countless people have told me not to care, don't care, but how is it possible? Their eyes are full of regret or ridicule when they look at me. Now that the two civilizations have confronted each other for so long, who can really not care?"

"I need you, who is the most qualified to judge me because of my blood, to tell me whether it should be glory or shame?"

"I'm tired of this up and down game and I want an answer and I'll take it no matter what the outcome is."

Zuo Wu raised his eyebrows: "All will be relieved?"

"That's right," the general nodded heartily, "In the end, you will definitely ascend to the throne, but if I am affirmed, then I will be a holy warrior full of glory; if I am denied, then I will be an ascetic march to atone for my sins."

"Don't get me wrong, of course I don't like shame; my pain is only because my other half is a prairie fire; after you ascend the throne and lead us to destroy the prairie fire, both shame and glory will be relieved."

"If possible, I hope that moment is the end of my life... My sad and annoying life can finally fulfill all meanings in that moment, and gain peace from then on."

Zuo Wu narrowed his eyes, as if he was deeply touched.

Suddenly, he not only understood the general, but also understood the curse that the "woven rag of life" cast on human beings.

What a gentle curse indeed.

He scratched his hair at the general, and his eyes suddenly filled with regret when he looked at the general.

regret?

This was the greatest insult to the general. In an instant, countless eyes with the same eyes echoed in his mind, his gaseous muscles fluctuated for a moment, and he finally forcibly restrained:

"What do you mean? You think I'm a pity, why?"

"I'm sorry," Zuo Wu sighed softly, and the posture of sitting on the side became more and more cynical:

"It's a pity that it would be nice if you were a girl."

The gods made a deal with humans.

And all trades are exchanged for destruction.

The weaving of life requires human beings to be extremely fraternal, and He does not give human beings a chance to choose.

He wants life in the world to flourish.

He wants to destroy the blood of mankind.

(End of this chapter)