Blessings to the beautiful stars

191 Empty City
Zuo Wu's hobbies are actually quite mixed.

The ferry starship is still descending, and finally tends to hover after invading the warning airspace a lot, not knowing how to advance or retreat for a while;

Occasionally, cleaning creatures without intelligence will pass by at this height, sending polite greetings to them hanging in the air.

"Everything is silent" is just compared to the cannons they imagined in their minds. If the location of the ferry starship is already deep into the warning area, it should have been shot down long ago. It should be a peaceful and quiet normal scene.

Shi Wener should still sit quietly in the compressed space,
This made Zuo Wu's mind suddenly flash a few passages of Beijing operas from the ancient earth, which have become extinct cultural heritage just like the 10,000+ novels:

"I was looking at the mountain scenery from the city tower, and I heard the commotion outside the city. The flags were flying, but it turned out to be soldiers sent by Sima."

This is the libretto of "Empty City Strategies", and its entire text has long been lost along with the original work and even the TV series.

Just these few melodies were extracted from a broken mobile phone ringtone by the Imperial Union archaeological team, but they can still vaguely glimpse the ethereal feather fan scarf 2000 years ago and the heroism contained in it.

It's just that the ferry starship Zuo Wu was riding on was in a dilemma, and suddenly became the one who was looked down upon by such arrogance.

Liang Guling suddenly remembered that Xi Martyr and King Li'e had clearly killed people at the gate of the court before attacking their respective subordinates, but all the security creations looked away as if nothing had happened.

Just like this time the ferry starship invaded the absolutely forbidden airspace, but all the air defense forces chose to turn a blind eye.

The lawyer inhaled lightly, and wiped off the sweat dripping from his forehead: "What should we do? Is it... fraudulent? Do you want to come back next time and discuss it in the long run?"

"No, just leave like this, isn't it really the same as Sima Yi who was deceived by an empty city? I don't want to admit that the starfish below is the current Wuhou," Zuo Wu grinned:
"Everything is as usual. I hope Shi Wener will not regret not attacking us with empty fire."

As he spoke, Zuo Wu turned his head and gestured towards Ai Shanshan and Guhua Qingkong.

The hatch of the ferry starship opens.

Creatures that could easily destroy a small regime floated down like willow leaves.

Although Dilian has not yet mastered the technology of compressing space, it does not mean that the technology is far behind the Star Sea Alliance, at least it will not be helpless in this space.

The ancient painting drifted slower and slower in the clear sky, and finally at a certain just right time, under the control of Ai Shanshan, the blade glowing with blue light was drawn.

The blade cut through nothingness, drawing a deeper darkness under the night, and the completely different physical laws in the compressed space rushed out, but bumped into the more powerful "outside".

The fierce conflict between the laws of physics lasted less than a nanosecond, and a wonderful balance was reached.

It’s just that the creation that maintains the existence of the compressed space has suddenly increased the load, otherwise the man-made rules will not be able to shrink in the broken compressed space and "resistance".

The ancient painting Qingkong beckoned below, and it was time for Liangguling next.

Each compression space has different "laws".

What Gou Yi died was slowing down the pace of light; while the court of justice was every "straight road" in it, which was like a maze, and it was impossible for non-professionals to find a direct way to Shi Wener.

The ferry starship descends and enters through the gap.

Armed mobs invaded the courtroom, a symbol of reason and rules.

The mecha took the lead in falling, and with its silvery white color, it almost became the first hazy moon rising in this space; it scanned the surrounding environment, and continuously transmitted data back to the ferry starship through the physical wiring.

Zuo Wu clicked his tongue.

Observation data shows that the tribunal is still bustling with people coming and going, as usual, with their own expectations or the heavy exhortations of the civilization they belong to, and they come here to seek justice that does not know whether it exists or not.

Some lucky ones saw the slowly descending hazy moon in the clear sky in the ancient painting, and thought it was because the court finally felt that the eternal night here was more monotonous than the outside world, and added some refreshing decorations.

of course.

There are also quite a few knowledgeable people, at least they can recognize the fact that the ancient painting Qingkong is a creation of war, but they don't feel flustered.

Because the creations around them responsible for guidance and security did not issue any alarms, let alone do any drastic things or guide the people to evacuate.

It's as if the arrival of Warcraft is official.

Naturally, visitors here will not raise more objections.

Lianggu Ling's face sank like water: "...The chief referee took the people here as hostages?"

Zuo Wu shrugged: "Perhaps, but if Guhua Qingkong is really killing people here, how can the chief referee stop it?"

The lawyer couldn't help but laugh.

Although she didn't think Zuo Wu would be as barbaric as she said, if Shi Wen'er pinned everything on the "thug's conscience", that would be a disappointing way to deal with it.

Maybe there is still some conspiracy, Liang Guling points to the map to lead the way, the goal is to go straight to the computer room of Shi Wener's body.

Like the leader of Yinggesuo in the past, the chief referee of the starfish also placed his own body in a large computer to assist him in thinking and decision-making.

It's just that the leader completely gave up his physical body, leaving only a brain; while Shi Wen'er still has his own body, and he can leave the computer, just like clocking in to and from get off work every day.

The location of the computer is originally a secret. In this space where all roads are tortuous due to the laws of physics, it cannot be found by outsiders.

But with the good bone spirit leading the way, everything will be different.

Zuo Wu was also happy that no one would stop him, and sat with his arms folded in the ferry starship, imagining which of himself and the starfish referee looked more relaxed at this moment.

The clear sky in the ancient painting is like the moon opening up the way forward.

Except for the passage occupied by Zuo Wu and the others, the tribunal is still operating as usual.

Liang Guling suddenly felt that this scene was absurd.

The court is full of people, adjudicating the injustice within thousands of light years, but it is about to destroy another orc who has suffered injustice inside with the cursed weapon in the body.

The thugs swaggered through the streets, but they had the hope and will to save the alliance.

Fortunately, the "law" in Liangguling's heart has become quite big enough to accommodate everything, ruling such a scene as legal amidst contradictions.

She gradually became less nervous, and the fingers pointing the road on the map became quite imposing.

The ancient painting Qingkong is still advancing to the depths of the tribunal, receiving the silent gaze of all the security creations.

……

then.

It's like walking through hundreds of turns, or just walking on a long straight road.

Guhua Qingkong finally led the ferry starship to the center of the court; his fingers holding the knife finally made another movement, and Ai Shanshan in the cockpit had long since given up recording the distance traveled in the navigation.

Because the recorded data cannot be used at all, just like a mess.

Liang Guling pursed his lips, a small dark ball in front of him was the entrance to another layer of space, and it took hundreds of years for the bone man to gain Shi Wen'er's trust, so he knew where it was.

If it wasn't for the grandmother's firm belief that either the Alliance or Shi Wen'er would be finished this time, she would not have agreed to Liang Guling's keeping this secret in front of Zuo Wu and the others.

so smooth.

Let Levina poke her chin: "...Wow, if you open this small ball and find that Shi Wener is dead, and we are framed as murderers, it seems to be a very reasonable development."

Liangguling patted her chest: "Don't worry, Xiaoling, as a lawyer, is naturally collecting evidence all the way."

"Afterwards, you will be washed from terrorists to heroes with foresight. Clearing you of any suspicion of murder is as simple as it gets!"

Zuo Wu shook his head: "Don't talk about whether to wash or not, at least you have to see what's inside before talking about it."

talking.

Guhua Qingkong raised his knife towards the little black ball.

Liangguling hurriedly waved his hand to stop it: "Miss Ai, wait a moment! The space compression rate of this little black ball is outrageous, and a knife stabbing it in may smash everything inside! Including Shi Wener!"

Ai Shanshan let the mecha hang down the knife and clicked his tongue: "Then what should we do?"

"Originally Xiaoling wanted you to take this little ball away in your pocket, now... let me try it first."

As Liangguling said, he let the ancient painting Qingkong catch him and put him in front of the ball; he inhaled lightly, and rang the "doorbell", with his little hand behind his back, very well-behaved, like a junior neighbor who came to visit.

It's just that the greeting has been slightly modified. Liangguling wants to say the request straightforwardly after Shi Wener answers:
Give me a quick word, surrender or not? !

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

The passage of time is still within the normal range, just like an old man slowly put down the newspaper, slowly stood up from the chair, and hammered his back to open the door.

Liangguling also changed the tone of persuading surrender several times in his imagination, and finally found a version he was satisfied with.

It was a few seconds later.

The signal of the doorbell and the video screen connected to it was connected.

The lawyer stood on tiptoe and raised his eyebrows, as if he was going to say a long speech, in order to fit the name of the time bomb.

Who knows.

Shi Wener actually spoke first, and his cute starfish face with some wrinkles was still extremely kind:
"It took you a little longer than expected. Did you accidentally take a long detour? Xiaoling, this is your fault. We all know that time is precious."

Liangguling got stuck, but Shi Wener moved his fingers a few times.

The black ball began to crack, releasing the space inside.

Like an ordinary office—

A varnished table, a small bench; on the table are some holographic documents that are being signed by the starfish. In one corner of the room is a bed connected to a large computer that assists in thinking, and a pair of pajamas are neatly stacked at the foot of the bed.

On the other hand, Shi Wener's body, which he hadn't used for a long time, was changed into a neat overalls, and his two starfish feet were wearing sneakers, as if he was about to start a busy business trip.

Even the salute was ready, in an open box ready for final inspection, containing only a few clothes and a spare pair of shoes.

It's just that the starfish is still writing hard on the table.

Liang Guling was extremely puzzled in the silence: "Master Shi Wener... Chief referee, what are you doing?"

Shi Wen'er raised his eyes slightly, and nodded at the table:

"As you can see, I left the computer cabin, which means that all work must be suspended; this will waste a lot of time, and you are here later than scheduled, so I am hurrying to do a few more jobs and process more Some documents."

Levina listened, with a sneer on her face; she saw one of the main messengers of the canning business, and the disgust in her heart rose, and she just wanted to reach out and tear off the benevolent disguise of this starfish:

"Hurry up and handle a few more jobs? I think it's to hurry up and be greedy for your power... Ugh."

She suddenly saw a cylindrical object on Shi Wener's table, which was a can; the starfish on the can still had a thumbs up, showing its white teeth.

The referee is tasting his own countrymen at work?The elf suddenly felt extremely nauseous.

Zuo Wu shook his head, not thinking that Shi Wen'er had really eaten the same kind.

He checked the information on canned starfish out of interest, and the characteristic is that the smell is extremely delicious and long-lasting, and it can't even be easily cleaned by a high-power exhaust fan.

There is no such smell in the room, and it is impossible for the smell to dissipate because it has been too long since the can was opened last time; it is impossible for people who have eaten cans to be indifferent to a brand new can.

immediately.

Shi Wener sighed: "Greed for power? Maybe; but there are some things that can only be done with power, especially what I want to do."

"And, I'm still helping your friends."

Zuo Wu raised his eyebrows: "Helping our friends?"

Shi Wener nodded, and after completing the last signature on the holographic document, he silently lifted the document and showed it to everyone.

The cover reads "Golden Township Project Authorization Letter".

Professor Marika has been busy in the tribunal aiming at the golden land he dreamed of. On the Fugitive, I haven't seen those dead for a while, and the professor alone is not capable of running the process.

In fact, Zuo Wu has always been a little hopeless about the professor's actions. He cut off the waterway with a tailor's gold cutter, and created a closed world with an insurmountable distance.

Such a plan is tantamount to cracking the soil and sealing the border, turning the galaxy that could have been used by all civilizations into private land that cannot be set foot on.

Due to emotion and reason, it is difficult to get the approval of the alliance.

But Shi Wener signed his name on the power of attorney.

This power of attorney will allow Marika's plans to be adjudicated to be legal across the galaxy, and all civilizations to take advantage of them.

Zuo Wu almost thought that his own face was causing trouble again, but he still shook his head and asked, "Why?"

Shi Wener did not answer directly.

Instead, he looked at the Liangguling next to him, as if after a while, he finally wanted to ask the same question to his students again because he didn't get a satisfactory answer last time, in order to test the school's achievements during this period of time. :

"Let me ask you, is Professor Marika's thinking right or wrong?"

Levina sneered: "Undoubtedly correct, the dead will never eat their own compatriots."

But the chief referee shook his head: "Ghosts devour each other, undead suck the souls of their own kind, and there are many legends about ghouls eating corpses. Xiaoling, what do you think?"

Liangguling pursed her lips: "Xiaoling also thinks this is irrefutable and correct, and there is no law to prohibit it. Marika can do this, can really isolate the world, and other regimes can't reach the golden land, so it proves that the professor The idea is doable.”

Shi Wener nodded, looking quite happy: "Yes, I think so too, this is indeed the right thing, but my reason is a little different from yours."

"I think this golden town can be a precious breeding ground for preserving life in the future."

Zuo Wu tilted his head: "Will the world of the dead preserve life?"

The referee nodded to the cans on the table and asked, "What is life?"

(End of this chapter)