Blessings to the beautiful stars

Chapter 173 Useless
The bones of the Skeletal Man are specially customized.

After all, the Big Bones Sashimi restaurant is already well-known in the Star Sea Alliance, so it is no longer necessary to pick out other people's leftover bones in the cemetery like at the beginning of their race.

Liangguling is like this. If you peel off her flesh, you will find that the skull she chose is extremely crystal clear, like the crystal bone of the Mayans in the legend;

It has also been ingeniously carved by a master of a certain civilization, and holding it to the sun, the colorful light spots decomposed can form a comic strip full of meaning with the theme of life should be peaceful and peaceful in the movement of angles.

This is because Liangguling was frizzy when he first debuted as a lawyer more than ten years ago, and the comic strips carved in his skull are also intended to persuade himself from time to time.

In fact, the effect is quite remarkable, and it has become Liangguling's pastime before going to bed every night-stripping out her own skull, and carefully rereading the picture scrolls that she has already mastered by heart.

You can remind her that she should continue to live in peace and harmony tomorrow.

Also get a good night's sleep.

Unfortunately now.

Liang Guling only felt that something was jumping in his empty head, and the skull made by the master was making an unpleasant "click" sound under the contraction of his muscles.

What serene and peaceful comic strip?Not as useful as a bottle of blood pressure medicine.

In the compressed space, light and shadow are still flickering.

It's just that there is more red or blue light with a fishy smell.

The lawyer covered his forehead and looked ahead of him.

Why did I leave for such a short time;

There was a bloody incident that made the floor sticky due to the blood splattered everywhere?
In front, Zuo Wu sat on several messed-up creations that had been smashed, and a few people who had also become messed up.

Jin Mian stood aside as if he had done something wrong.

Zuo Wu grabbed his hair and his eyes lit up: "Oh, lawyer, you are finally here. Look at the current situation, can you still clear us up?"

"...Tell Xiaoling what happened first."

Liang Guling pursed her lips, she was indeed Xi's martyr's companion, and also a thug!
"Jin Mian got lost and separated from us for a short while; a few lunatics thought she was an orc in the depths, and they thought she could take advantage of it, so they surrounded her without hesitation;"

Zuo Wu replied, patting someone sitting under his buttocks, a piece of his jaw fell off his face, and "rolled" rolled to Liang Guling's feet:

"I swear I just wanted to defend myself at first, but these lunatics can hardly communicate, and they are exactly the same as those I have seen on the quiet planet before;"

Moreover, these lunatics really mastered some methods of "cultivating immortals", and they really pulled out a small nuclear explosion flying sword.

If it weren't for the special physical laws of the compressed space, and the transmission speed of light and heat is quite slow like the horizon signal, then the victims are destined not to be the few sitting under Zuo Wu's buttocks.

Liangguling nodded, fortunately, it wasn't that some races suddenly started the tradition of killing people for fun when they were interested; the chief referee of Starfish was very disgusted with such a tradition that would cause innocent casualties.

Although if they were really such "thugs", the law probably had nothing to do with Zuo Wu, as if they were martyred overnight.

But thugs are detested after all. If others can't provoke them, why can't they hide?
The news spread that when the time comes, the place where they are located will be like a natural disaster, and it will really be "disappeared", and even this exhibition may be closed and slipped away.

What is the difference between an individual who is not bound by rules and a natural disaster in society?
With the money, maybe someone can be hired to play house with Zuo Wu, so that similar exhibitions can continue.But it is not in line with Zuo Wu's favorite "you love me", and his obsession with watching different stories of different people.

He is not really "independent".

After listening, the lawyer felt his headache a little less, nodded slowly, and felt that the whitewashing matters began to become clear:
"What about these security creations?"

Zuo Wu was a little embarrassed: "Anbao's creations are really just a matter of convenience. Some of them stopped me from playing when they came to dissuade me, and some of them were copied by hand and lightly smashed on the head of a certain madman..."

"Got it, give it to Xiaoling," Liang Guling sighed with relief, and made a gesture of understanding:

"It's great that you are not the kind of person who stabs people in the street for no reason; it's just that the chief referee doesn't like this kind of small-scale bloodshed, even for self-defense;"

"You don't want to participate in the social process of the Star Sea Alliance anymore like Xi Martyr, so we have to check the confession;"

"For example, Ms. Jin Mian wants to claim that she really came here to 'work', but she will experience a crisis of high probability of death to obtain the ultimate near-death experience. This is your selling point. The unfortunate death of the guests is what they are willing to bear. risk!"

Jin Mian blankly pointed to her nose: "Wait, it's alright if the visitors here die?"

"Of course, rights and obligations have always been equivalent. In some projects deep down, the death probability of this customer is almost as high as that of the orcs who are treated as commodities!"

Zuo Wu was puzzled: "What's going on?"

Liangguling shrugged, as if talking about a game that was extremely mature and had a wide audience:

"For some customers, they come here to experience the feeling of falling from the top of the food chain in the wild, and then enjoying the feeling of being hunted;"

"You guys know about near-death experiences, right? It's said that the thrill of surviving a dying crisis can only be matched by the bliss patch,"

"These customers regard being hunted as a game, and after surviving, they can boast that they have defeated nature, and can be called warriors; even if they fail...they still have life insurance."

Levina listened and shook her head slowly; some people are really lazy, their ancestors barely climbed to the top of the food chain for tens of thousands of years, but they insisted on calling themselves the hunted party just for fun.

And the lawyer winked at Jin Mian: "It just so happens that Miss Jin Mian seems to be a carnivore. The most mistakes she makes in this kind of industry are just newcomers and the wrong place to work!"

Jin Mian murmured: "I only like biscuits... No, isn't it too lame for you to turn black and white like this?"

"What's so lame? It's the sound application of the law;"

Liang Guling sighed, kicked up the piece of mandible that had rolled to her feet, and took it in his hand to play with:
"It's just that the guest officials have to go deep and meet the owner of this auction; there are some things that need to be 'confessed' with him."

After finishing speaking, Liang Guling turned around and threw the mandible into the garbage dump: "Follow Xiaoling closely, the way to the deep layer is a bit complicated, you guys...don't make trouble for Xiaoling any more. !"

Saying so, the lawyer took a step.

Behind the invisible Lianggu Ling, several people are thoughtful.

……

Jinmian slowly put away her nails and opened them again; she took the silk handkerchief from Levina, but she couldn't wipe off the blood on her hands.

It seems that life is indeed unequal, and it is too precious for some people.

For example, his former leader tried his best to get 300 million people into the air. Even though every Yinggesuo people are already experienced fighters, they still have the will to survive.

Now, how much is left?
But life is too cheap for others.

For fun, to enjoy some "near-death experience", they put themselves in the "jungle" of carnivorous orcs, and they are full of joy in situations where they will lose their lives every moment.

She suddenly clenched her fist, and the sharp claws rubbed the calluses on the pad of her upper palm. This was Jin Mian's habit every time she was about to step into a fighting state.

Just, what should I fight with?
Miss Orc's footsteps were full of confusion.

……

Zuo Wu was thinking about the plight of the lunatics he had lightly exposed.

They can also nuclear-explode flying swords, and their physical fitness has also been strengthened, but their emotions have not yet reached a certain critical point and start to resonate, and there are not many lives around them offering sacrifices for them——

Compressed spaces are nested within each other, and the deep game of death cannot affect this side.

This is the belief created by Bai Aisi and the angel after they merge with each other in the void that symbolizes part of the spiritual world, and then mapped to reality.

Most likely, the mode of communication came along with the Chuangshen Calligraphy. According to the words of those lunatics, there are people like Jinmian among the deep "commodities".

Every survivor of Yinggesuo has a design drawing of the God-Creating Manifesto, and someone from the Star Sea Alliance, which has produced a large number of capable people, has discovered this and is trying to reproduce this weapon.

Then, resulting in the fusion belief of Angel and Bai Ace, the thousands of mountains and rivers across the Milky Way began to spread, which is easy to figure out.

As well as himself, there is also a thread of karma with Bai Aisi, which may have also contributed to the spread of this belief in the dark.

Like a virus.

However, Zuo Wu was a little puzzled; since the way to obtain such weapons as the "Nuclear Explosion Flying Sword" and the method of cultivating immortality is to offer prayers to Bai Aisi, is this prayer really tried?

No matter who the prayer is, Bai Aisi will be willing to offer the secret of his immortal civilization that he is most proud of?

And, since there are his followers here, why does Bai Aisi go to such lengths to find himself to find out the secret of some "natural god"?

Or is it that he can't restrain believers at all, and his method is leaking out uncontrollably?
His entrustment to himself is to answer such and such confusion?

It's interesting, but only on Bai Ace's side.

And what about the angels?
Originally, the angels were only trapped in the ancient star gate. Even if they could easily break through the blockade of the Imperial Alliance, at least there would be time for the Star Sea Alliance to pay attention to it and gather the power of the entire galaxy.

But now.

His belief has spread like a virus, and he even encountered it within a few days; although it cannot be ruled out that it is the influence of the line of fate, but looking at the entire universe, to what extent has it spread?
Any art of war is based on attacking the heart.

Chudan Angel possesses a technology that surpasses the Milky Way for millions of years, and also has a belief that is spreading like a virus.

Zuo Wu looked up.

The galaxy in his imagination should be huge. No matter what troubles or political powers he provokes, there should be a pure land where he can hide from one side, such as the Taoyuan where the martyred Ruxi couple hides, or the golden land that Professor Marika is looking for.

Now, the Milky Way suddenly turned into a small piece of cake in his mind, which was rapidly moldy, and the mildew was about to spread all over every inch of it, whether it was the inside or the surface.

Zuo Wu's creed is to watch on the sidelines happily until he is forced to, or when the situation is beyond his control; just like the law faces mobs, can't it be provoked, can't it be avoided?
But facing the angel of Chudan, it seems that there is always an unavoidable sense of oppression gradually approaching.

How long will it be until you can't avoid it?
"Pfft." Suddenly, Zuo Wu thought of this, and suddenly looked at Liang Guling's back and smiled, maybe he was not born to be the type to think seriously for a long time.

The lawyer turned his head suspiciously: "Dear guest officer, did Xiaoling do something that made you laugh?"

"No, no, I came up with a joke."

The lawyer sighed, her job also had a server component, and it was also her responsibility to speak appropriately: "What?"

Zuo Wu took a light breath:

"It's just a lazy 'thug' like me who may take on responsibilities that concern the entire galaxy when it has to, but what about the laws here?"

"If the 'law' here is really forced to the point of no return by thugs like me, will it pick up the 'justice' it should have and judge me, or will it continue to flatter me like a pissed off daughter-in-law? changing its own shape..."

Zuo Wu, who was talking happily, suddenly paused.

Because he bumped into the back of Liang Guling who stopped suddenly.

Ji Zhi, who was silently following behind them, suddenly widened his eyes.

But the lawyer turned his head stiffly, his black pupils trembling, his pale face turned paler, full of disbelief: "Xiaoling... I don't remember ever revealing my heart to you."

Mob and law?
Isn't this your own trouble?
The man behind said that, did he already know it?Meaningful?
Or can he read minds? !
Zuo Wu clicked his tongue, feeling a little inexplicable, at the same time, he noticed that the lawyer's white apron was stained with bloody stains from his own body, and thought of patting her first.

This cook's dress is on my side, but it's a bonus for the lawyer!

Seeing the man walking around behind her inexplicably, Liang Guling turned a little furious, and also turned around: "Answer my question!"

The voice was also extremely shrill, like a bone banshee who lived in seclusion in the mountains and hadn't tasted fresh flesh and blood for a long time.

Zuo Wu spread his hands: "Unfortunately, my answer this time should disappoint you; I really did it on a whim, and you have similar questions?"

Liang Guling gritted his teeth.

Her sudden faux pas had already filled the field of vision again at the astonishing speed sent by her grandmother; but the skeleton man suddenly found that Zuo Wu seemed to like this tone, and immediately changed it to let Liang Guling continue to work hard.

Grandmother's is as flexible as the law she taught herself.

The lawyer turns around.

Thugs will have their own bottom line, just like the bottom line of Ru Xi’s martyrdom is the small family formed by King Li and two gaseous girls, and Zuo Wu’s is a world where he can listen to stories leisurely.

What about the law?
There is no prohibition by the law, which means that the "law" has no bottom line at all; today we will make concessions for the two thugs, but what about tomorrow?

I heard that there was a change in the legion at the Imperial Alliance, which means that they are guarding against some more powerful enemy. If that is really a natural disaster that can destroy the galaxy, will "Fa" become another accomplice?
What have you learned in your life?Is everything the art of bowing to the strong?

Liang Guling's footsteps were heavy, until the courier slowed down, and Zuo Wu stepped on his heel several times.

She braced herself.

At least in this compressed space.

He can also be a guide to the mob who voluntarily abides by the law.

(End of this chapter)