Blessings to the beautiful stars

Chapter 186 Coquetry
Grandmother Skeleton doesn't just say.

He even came to the door himself.

In the age of the Star Sea, countless races in various regimes are dyeing the biological lineage incomparably colorful and becoming more and more colorful.

And what is also extremely rich are the appearances of various ships that are constantly traveling through the galaxy today.

The surface of the nomadic Liaoyuan battleship is full of potholes for space whales to park and rest; in the Imperial Alliance, there are legions that are good at psionics and legions that focus on creation, and all ships have their own shapes.

This is true for military use, let alone civilian use.

Some are all metal and streamlined, and their appearance is cooler than countless warships; some are still wood, like a small planet-level ocean and the endless depths of space. After all, there is not much difference.

This is due to advances in materials science, but also the result of the continuous development of psionic arts.

Even this type of aerospace-related technology continues to blow out after many regimes have entered space.

The surplus material performance provides the conditions for the ship to be dented in different styles, so that the artists of various regimes can finally get rid of the constraints, let themselves go and play freely.

now.

The Fugitive received an application from a certain starship to approach, and Liang Guling's face turned pale. Through the panoramic window, he saw a starship slowly appearing from behind the horizon of a planet, and muttered softly:
"Grandma, why did you tell me to stop, and why did you bring our starship over here? You also froze all my permissions, lawyers, and those who contacted the outside world, all..."

Zuo Wu raised his eyebrows, while waving his hand to make Dutzi stop preparing weapons, and interrupted her muttering: "Is this your starship?"

"Hmm."

Liang Guling nodded, and his two edible eyes fell on the same spot of Zuo Wu.

It's hard for anyone to describe the taste of the starship that belongs to the skeleton and is applying to approach the Fugitive.

In general, it's like a ramen shop spinning in space.

The four diagonally arranged "eaves" are quite old-fashioned. They are placed on the bow of the starship. With the four exquisite dragon heads carved at the end, they are like a pagoda vowing to drill through space. Some wonders will be impressive.

The entire starship has more than one ingenious structure. It seems that it has been painstakingly designed by some designers.

pity.

Ingenious design has become something overwhelming, like its owner's whim, adding some strange accessories that look right.

Including those eaves like carved beams and painted buildings, the surface can't even accommodate these superfluous additions, and long tassels are pulled out as additional storage.

Let this alien starship become a fluffy broom traveling in space.

Liangguling felt a little ashamed, and couldn't help but relax because her family was approaching, subconsciously covered her eyes and whispered: "Yeah, grandma is getting old, she just likes these things."

Zuo Wu scratched his head curiously about another matter: "Wait, why is it a ramen shop? Doesn't your family sell sashimi?"

Giving people the feeling of a ramen shop is one of the ingenuity of Skeleton Starship.

Many civilizations don't know what "ramen" is, but as long as they face it, they will automatically think of something similar.

No matter how many superfluous decorations are hung on this starship, it cannot be erased.

Liangguling buried his face deeper:
"My family really sold noodles at the beginning, very serious noodles! The opportunity to become a sashimi shop was only a time when the materials were not ready, so I temporarily cut meat from my own body and used it as a 'hat' for the noodles."

"Then, there's the natural fame."

Zuo Wu suddenly nodded, the lawyer sighed lightly, put away the nostalgic chuckle, and his expression became more and more serious:

"Later, my grandmother discovered that even without any treatment, our meat was very popular, so she didn't bother to cook any more and started selling sashimi directly."

Zuo Wu raised his eyebrows: "So your meat will taste better if you process it again?"

"Yeah, even if it's just a little bit of steaming,"

Liangguling nodded, and the whole person entered the stance of the battle: "If it weren't for the fact that our flesh would evaporate quickly after being separated from the body and could not be preserved, the scale of the store would never be large. Otherwise, how could there be such things as starfish?"

Zuo Wu nodded, indicating that he understood.

At this time.

Duzi also silently took over the reporting right of Sang Deya, and sent a concise report to Zuo Wu's vision.

The situation is not optimistic.

The storms encountered by technology hunters in the void intensified, and they were even unable to communicate normally for a time.

In this case, not to mention the "three-phase positioning" that requires precise control, it is even difficult for them to protect themselves and avoid overturning.

In the recording attached to the blunt report, the voice of the technology hunter was almost covered by some extremely terrifying noise, and his battle-hardened starship also let out a desperate wail under the incomparable pressure.

But at the moment before the communication was interrupted, after the hunters finished their calm reports.

It seemed that they could no longer restrain their boundless and frenzied excitement. They dropped the microphones and went to fight with the terrifying natural disasters in the void.

To die in the pursuit of truth is an enviable death for these hunters.

But Zuo Wu didn't want them to die yet.

The only way is to find the anomalous celestial phenomena in the void caused by the concentration of grievances on the Star Sea Alliance; at the same time, there is a high probability that those bombs are buried, and solving them can calm the crisis that the technology hunters are trapped in.

But only technology hunters can use "three-phase positioning" to find the location of the bomb if they get out of the crisis.

Things suddenly hit a dead end.

Zuo Wu felt that he was like that rather old emoji, the father and son in motorcycle suits were about to overthrow the table because of a contradictory matter.

The only thing that can be counted on is that the scientific research starship sent by Dutzi can make some breakthroughs in the scan, or the Star Sea Alliance can eliminate the crisis through self-examination.

There are also problems.

Even Sang Deya, who has a deep research on giant weapons, said the consequence of "destroying 90.00% of Qi" from his beloved Zuo Wu, his first reaction was unbelievable.

It's hard to say whether the Star Sea Alliance will believe Gou Yizhan, a half-crazy person, or the guests' panic-filled rhetoric.

Also, Li Quer's body has been dissolved by cyanocobalt, so it is not impossible to extract memory that can be called evidence from a pile of highly toxic slag, but it will take a certain amount of time.

On the official level, the alliance must have sufficient evidence to increase the importance of this matter step by step.

It's not that "90.00% Seven" isn't scary, but that the so-called "prophecies of the end of the world" that the alliance receives every day are simply too numerous.

Some of these predictions are even inferred by some highly respected regimes either based on their own beliefs or based on their research observations.

Some are declared by other terrorists similar to Li Quer.

The same is true for the time of prophecy, and quite a few can't wait to declare that the disaster has begun from the next second.

Although so far, the prophecy has been proved to be false; while the manifesto of the terrorists is often thwarted, it is also proved without exception that the weapons they use are not up to the level of destruction.

Even so, the alliance still attaches great importance to every prophecy, otherwise it would not have continued to investigate the poisonous slag that used to be Li Quer.

It's almost a normalized defense.

But in the face of these "prophecies of annihilation", we have to talk about first come first come first, right?
Only Zuo Wu and the others, because of their premonition, infinitely exaggerated the importance of this prophecy, and even organized their own scientific research ships to investigate.

With such a big-spread investigation, the necessary procedures were originally expected to be handled by Liang Guling, and supplemented by the identity of Zuo Wu, it should have been all-round.

There must be formalities, the same reason that ancient businessmen who wanted to provide disaster relief had to go through the name of the government.

But now.

Liangguling almost wanted to bite his lips into pieces and eat it by himself.

Her grandmother came to the door and dragged the family along; her contacts and address book were all frozen, and she couldn't even convey any news to the outside world.

The lawyer looked back at Zuo Wu, full of apology:

"Sorry, I really don't know what grandma means...Xiao Ling should back up her address book, at least send the message in the name of your pure-blood descendant, it should be prioritized..."

pity.

The group of them had only been here for a few days, and all affairs were handled by the lawyer in front of them, including contacting the tribunal and various banks.

The so-called face and privileges must also be conveyed to people to respond to take effect, otherwise, like princes and nobles trapped in the desert, their usual promises will only be infinitely diluted by the desolation.

of course.

Zuo Wu is not the kind of fat-brained nobleman, if he is in a hurry, he can also flip the table.

It's just that some run counter to the idea of ​​saving the alliance. Zuo Wu doesn't care about being feared by others. It's just that after such a reputation spreads, it may be difficult to find a suitable teacher for Della.

Let the technology hunters suffer, there is still a distance from the time of "tomorrow noon", not to mention the hunters are extremely excited about the situation of this crisis.

How can I make up a few minutes.

Zuo Wu scratched his hair: "Liangguling, do you think your grandmother came here because she knew something inside?"

"There is a high probability, otherwise, what would grandma do with the family?"

"Are you sure you can convince your grandmother to let her continue to fight for the authority to investigate?" Zuo Wu clasped his hands: "There is not much time, and it is best to solve it in a few sentences."

"……Let me try."

Zuo Wu nodded, thinking of something, casually clicked on the official website of "Big Bones Sashimi Restaurant", ordered a takeaway,

As a matter of course, it just showed "the shop is closed, please come back next time" in enthusiastic handwriting.

The blunt man on the other side spread his hands.

Quietly toned down the screams and howls from the technology hunters in the following report.

……

A ship shaped like a ramen shop is moored.

It was the first time for Zuo Wu to meet face-to-face with the grandmother of the skeleton man. The previous few times he only saw her portrait.

Exactly the same as in those virtual portraits.

The grandmother of the bone man is smaller than Liang Bone Ling, even half a head shorter than Dutzi, but her eyes and hair are as black as a black hole, even if she falls in front of a starship countless times larger than her, she will not be caught by anyone. ignore.

When she landed, she first took a look around the fugitive, and then turned her head to stare at the ramen shop.

The lights inside were immediately extinguished, like the dormitory that the teacher who had just confiscated several mobile phones rushed past the dormitory, only a few undulating figures and worried eyes could be vaguely seen.

Liang Guling pursed her lips and stepped forward. Although she was tall in front of her grandmother, she was short like an ant.

The skeleton grandmother raised her eyebrows like black swords lightly: "Xiaoling, are you the master here?"

"Huh? I...I'm not..."

Liangguling was at a loss, the grandmother sighed lightly, and took a step forward.

then.

Hold down Liang Guling's head, let her bend down to Zuo Wu together with him, and bow deeply: "Please accept my most sincere apology from my unworthy granddaughter."

Zuo Wu grinned: "I don't know what you have to do to me."

Grandma's attitude became more and more humble, but it contained tit-for-tat strength: "The shop is not capable enough, I'm afraid it can no longer handle the business you entrusted to our family."

"If it's about the bank, I think you've done a pretty good job. Lianggu Ling is also qualified as a tour guide. I'm very satisfied."

Zuo Wu spread his hands.

The skeleton grandmother sighed softly:
Distinguished guest officer, I would like to offer you a piece of bone full of bacteria in my body, so that you can enjoy sashimi continuously;
"If you want, you can also use it to cultivate and customize your own bone people group. It doesn't matter whether you are a father or a master. I just hope that you can terminate the contract relationship with Xiao Ling."

As soon as the words fell, Zuo Wu still hadn't figured out the clues.

Liangguling struggled violently, snatching back the head that was held down by her grandmother, and was extremely surprised: "Grandma, why?! I obviously did everything right, there is no problem at all!"

Grandmother also raised her head slowly, without a trace of light in her eyes:
"No problem? Have you forgotten your recent state? Since Yue Dubiao and He Zhi, your state has been so wrong, and the cooperation with Mr. Zuo is also full of loopholes. It is simply a signboard for our family."

Liang Guling pursed his lips, glanced at Zuo Wu quickly, and stood on tiptoe again: "Zuo... Zuo Keguan obviously doesn't mind at all..."

Grandma's expression became more and more serious: "I have taught you many times, Xiao Ling, that people's hearts are far away from their belly, and other people's satisfaction may be because of their face. I have long secretly poked in my heart to dislike you."

"Nothing, Xiao Ling can still see this..."

"Maybe it's because of his good acting skills."

"Really do not have……"

"It's really ruined our family's signboard. I don't care about my old bones. You and many younger brothers and sisters also want to drink Northwest Wind."

Liangguling became more and more anxious, and all his usual eloquence and good words were wiped out in front of his grandmother; his tongue was knotted in the middle of Nene, and his taste buds actually tasted that he was full of panic.

Zuo Wu decided to help her: "No, Miss Grandmother, if you want to talk about your family's signboard, I'm afraid you almost smashed it down by yourself."

Grandma looked back coldly, Zuo Wu just shrugged and called up the official website of Sashimi Restaurant:

"You have not closed for a day for hundreds of years, and all lawyer inquiries will be answered within 10 minutes, but today you actually closed, and the backlog of unprocessed messages has piled up like a mountain."

Liangguling came to his senses, held down his panic, and stammered and asked:

"Grandma, are we running away? You also said that my younger brother and sister might drink the northwest wind. Why...you want to do this?"

Grandma still stared coldly.

The clock is ticking.

Until Liangguling was the first to lose the string, suddenly the duck sat on the ground, and tears fell down his cheeks:

"Grandmother! Tell Xiao Ling the truth, did I really do something wrong?! It's my brothers and sisters who killed me, and you want to give up hundreds of years of foundation and leave here like this?!"

"Is it all my fault!"

Liangguling like this, can't tell whether it's questioning or acting like a baby, but it's like targeting her grandmother, a special medicine that she usually doesn't want to use easily.

Suddenly, flashes of light came from the ramen shop, and the brothers and sisters had already recorded Liangguling's embarrassing appearance while snickering.

And the grandmother's stern posture melted instantly, she squatted down, took out a handkerchief to wipe Liang Guling's face, and immediately stood up when she remembered something, gritting her teeth:

"Xiaoling, look at yourself, how old are you? I don't want to explain some truths, but I hope you can understand them!"

"Xiaoling doesn't understand, Xiaoling wants grandma to explain to me clearly!"

Grandma gritted her teeth.

"Excuse me, we don't have much time; Miss Grandma, you can also talk to Liangguling. You have a good relationship with Tech Hunter, so you should be able to see the origin of the Fugitive," Zuo Wu pointed in a certain direction. :

"There is a brainwashing device on the starship."

The eyes of the grandmother, who was troubled by her granddaughter's acting like a baby, lit up: "Would you like to lend it to me?"

"of course."

The grandmother nodded, turned around and lowered her voice: "Xiao Ling, you heard me too. I told my reasons, but you couldn't convince me, so don't blame me for being rude."

Liang Guling wiped his nose and nodded.

The grandmother sighed deeply, and sat down on the floor, rubbing Liang Guling's face: "Little Ling, there are always some things that are more important than a full stomach."

"Lawyers are a profession that is often exposed to dirty things. I think there is only one reason why our big family can get together like this and not fall apart because of the various cases we have come into contact with."

"We trust each other and believe it's in our best interest to be with our families."

"We sell ourselves and still believe we are nobody's servants."

"We believe in the law and believe that we can always bring justice to others."

"We all know how naive it is to want to go on like this forever."

"...But I just hope that you will always be innocent."

Grandma suddenly sneered:

"At least I hope you can believe that, as lawyers, the basis for our assisted adjudication is indeed what the parties expect. I want you to believe that we are not slaves to power."

"But I'm about to reveal my truth. We can sell our own flesh and blood, and we can debate eloquently. It's all that the starfish chief referee needs."

"Shi Wener!"

"What's the difference between us and the starfish cans that are constantly produced in the slaughterhouse controlled by Chief Judge Shi Wener? It's just that the cans are not like us, and they have the need to speak for him."

Zuo Wu's pupils shrank slightly.

The slaughterhouse controlled by Shi Wener, the chief judge of starfish, used to slaughter starfish people to produce canned starfish?
The blunt phase report has been submitted again;
The storm in the void intensified.

　Happy birthday to me (and Vita, the protagonist of the previous book)!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)