Blessings to the beautiful stars

Chapter 232 The Prisoner
Zuo Wu recalled the dark emotion that surged from the depths of his heart before——

At first, it came out when Levina seemed to show her belief in her hometown thousands of miles away. Now that I think about it, this kind of mood is just an extremely ugly desire for exclusiveness.

After all, Levina bought it by herself, and found her hands and feet by herself; if she still puts her heart on an illusory god, Zuo Wu feels that she will lose her mentality no matter what.

Of course, after finding out that what the maid was doing was blessing instead of praying, she forcibly suppressed this feeling.

It's just that the joyful feelings in the later getting along are overwhelming. With the maid, the wife, and the lover, the ugly desire for monopoly shrinks to a small corner and lingers on, and the breath gradually weakens.

But I didn't expect that today, the desire for monopolization poked out its little minions from the gap in hiding, and suddenly realized that the mind that it had been driven out had been facilitated by objective conditions into a world that could allow it to grow vigorously.

Whether it is to spread luck to Emperor Lian, or to make the two ladies connected to the ribbon on his wrist safer, Zuo Wu must make this desire for dominance stronger and stronger.

But possessiveness always has a limit.

Zuo Wu still didn't think his appetite could eat up the whole galaxy.

The change in his expression was reflected in the eyes of the man in gray. The man in gray tilted his head, and there was no expression on his blurred face: "Didn't you hear me? That's the whole galaxy."

"You told me not to be too arrogant just now, but now you want me to focus on the entire galaxy, don't you think it's a bit contradictory?" Zuo Wu just shook his head:
"Sorry, it seems that I can't look too far, and I can't have a mind that can hold the entire galaxy. I can only try my best to save what I can get;"

"As for the Milky Way? The majority of people think similarly to me, each sweeping the door and solving the problems in front of him."

"...Didn't your fallen country do the same?"

"You have closed yourself off, and only manage the few galaxies that you have confirmed to be absolutely safe, watching the vicissitudes of life around you with cold eyes, aren't you just sweeping the snow in front of your own door?"

listen.

The man in gray raised his head slightly:
"That's right, but we only want to stay in our own homeland. We have sold the Galaxy to you; even the Imperial Union is now considered to have a vast territory; occupying so many resources, shouldn't we be more responsible for the Galaxy?"

"I hope you don't tell us shameless words like 'with great power comes great responsibility'. The duty of civilization is only to survive, and everything else is vain."

"There is only 'the greater the benefit, the greater the responsibility'."

Zuo Wu grinned:

"You also said that I have nothing to do with Dilian before; I have no memory, and I have not received any benefits from Dilian... Being a law enforcement officer for a period of time does not count, except that I met Ai Shanshan and stayed in the dormitory. I didn't even get paid."

"I don't gain much from the Imperial Union."

"So, the discovery of the ancient star gate is not my business at all. I think saving the Emperor's Alliance is also my personal behavior, but for some reasons and I don't like those early alchemy angels like my maid;"

"You want someone to take responsibility? At least wait until I rescue Dilian."

He looked at the man in gray, his body became more and more relaxed:
"As for your feeling that the phrase 'greater power comes with greater responsibility' is shameless, I think so too; it is my ability to save the Emperor's Union; I don't have the energy to take care of the Galaxy, it is not my responsibility. "

"I don't think it's noble for you to choose to stay in your own homeland and watch the civilization around you like 'the bacteria don't know the dark'. It's noble not to take a step outside."

"Your fallen country is only responsible for your homeland, and I only want to be responsible for my things;"

"Yes, the Imperial Alliance is mine...!"

The gray-clothed man was silent, and then a trace of depression appeared on his face: "It seems that we didn't continue to observe you after we noticed you. It was really a mistake."

"It's easy for those females to explain, but since when did you become so obsessed with Dilian?"

This made Zuo Wuzhen stunned for a moment. He originally wanted to answer that the coronation ceremony and the like had a two-way influence on himself and the Imperial Union, but his subconscious mind had already denied this answer.

Suddenly, Yi Yisi's messy face after taking off his diving helmet appeared in front of Zuo Wu's eyes, but before he could think of the reason for recalling the general at this time, the man in gray raised his arm.

Still have to do it?
That's right, the weapon of criticism cannot replace the criticism of weapons after all. Since I can't agree with the man in gray, it is still a high probability to do it directly.

What would the man in gray do?According to him, he prefers to use technology that is only 100 years ahead of the current world and not much beyond the understanding of various regimes.

Even a small unintentional action by too powerful a force will interfere with everything in the galaxy, and then affect the stability that this fallen empire expects——

Everything is developing slowly and naturally, with the occasional reward of digging up something usable from dumps and graves, which is the bottom line.

That's why Zuo Wu was able to beat one of the gray-clothed men to ashes with a single punch, but this doesn't mean that the other gray-clothed man didn't have something for self-defense in an emergency.

Zuo Wu was looking forward to it. At present, he has seen three survivors from the lost era, a white angel, a great wall in the void, and Gray Wind, each of which gave him an extremely strong sense of oppression.

What new tricks will the messenger of this fallen country give himself?

Unexpectedly, the man in gray just snapped his fingers, like a top tailor fiddling with the thread of his clothes.

He moved the space lightly.

This piece of world, which is essentially the ribbon on Zuo Wu's wrist, shrinks rapidly.

The fibers of the silk thread pressed down overwhelmingly, expelling the air inside, entangled Zuo Wu's feet, and pushed him and the man in gray closer and closer.

And Zuo Wu's wrist seemed to be strangled, the ribbon was tightening, getting tighter and tighter, until it reached the limit, and the fibers inside it were also stretched to the limit, as long as Zuo Wu released the absorption switch, it would lightly crack.

The shrinking fiber world is squeezing and binding, making the man in gray and Zuo Wu face each other in every way.

Zuo Wu was not used to being so close to men, so he tilted his head and grinned:
"Then what? Your strategy is not to take advantage of me not wanting the ribbon to break, so you stick to my cheek, trying to make me ashamed enough to admit defeat, right? A child will use such a shameless move, hey, you kiss me I wouldn't mind a little."

In fact, I mind very much, but I have to say harsh words.

And the face of the man in gray seems to be covered with a thick layer of fog, every molecule of the fog records the vicissitudes of the Milky Way: "No, I just want to take a good look at you."

"See where you, who do not belong to this world, will lead this world."

Zuo Wu raised his eyebrows: "Don't pretend to be a ghost, just speak directly if you have something to say, do you know my origin?"

Know where the hibernation pod I woke up from?

The man in gray didn't answer, nodded, shook his head again, and smiled happily, as if he had seen a good show that had never happened in so many cycles of civilization.

then.

He suddenly said to Zuo Wu: "I remember you said two words, 'your lover' and 'your maid'."

Zuo Wu raised his eyebrows, unexpectedly understood the words of the man in gray in an instant, and directly pointed his finger at him.

The strong impact condensed into a line was released directly, tearing the body of the man in gray and tearing up the world of fibers.

The ribbon on Zuo Wu's hand also broke, and the space that was warped into a Mobius ring was rapidly recovering.

The man in gray was reminding Zuo Wu that since Zuo Wu had already regarded the two ladies on the other end of the ribbon as his own property, why should he be afraid that he could really hurt them after it broke?
really.

After the world in front of him returned to normal, Zuo Wu immediately turned his head, saw Levina and Ji Zhi standing there, and was extremely surprised at his sudden disappearance.

As for the gray-clothed man who was slowly disintegrating in front of him, after all, even tech hunters could dig out fake bodies similar to photon puppets, and he didn't believe that the gray-clothed man was their real body.

"Why did you remind me?" Zuo Wu asked.

The man in gray just shrugged his shoulders, and then his arm broke and dissipated due to the severe injury just now: "You will notice sooner or later, the equipment I am currently carrying can't help you."

"It's better to complete my responsibility as soon as possible, and you can also deal with Chudan Angel as soon as possible, and minimize the consequences of the matter in the process of taking the lesser of power and harm."

"Of course, what you do is destined to cause disasters, which are natural disasters caused by your abuse of luck, so you can no longer say things that have nothing to do with you."

"And if you really can't handle it."

"You can come to our country and be a comfortable prisoner."

……

As the man in gray said, he slowly dissipated into the air; the strict self-destruction procedure has been activated, and he will not leave even a single quark of valid information in the Star Sea Alliance.

As for his prisoner of comfort?
Zuo Wu grinned, meaning that I was doing trouble outside, and I really couldn't stand it, and when the fallen country couldn't sit idly by anymore, they would still come out of their den, at least take myself back and stay there honestly?

Is this their proclamation?

Also quite interesting

at this time.

Levina and Ji Zhifeng rushed over, shaking the broken ribbon in their hands, almost saying in unison: "What happened?"

"It's nothing, just a little confrontation with the people of the fallen country, and said some things."

"Fallen Kingdom?!"

Levina rubbed her face with her single arm, with a half smile on her face:

"Wow, your coronation is really full of twists and turns. Do you have to provoke all the big shots in the galaxy before you can stop?"

"I can't stop them from coming... How long have I been gone?"

According to the man in gray, when Zuo Wu was trapped in the center of the ribbon on his wrist, it seemed to the outside world that a section of ribbon stretched to a distance that could never be reached, and it was no different from disappearing.

Ji Zhi patted her tail: "I've been counting my heartbeats, and then the rhythm got a little out of order, and I counted a little faster... About 15 minutes, the error won't be too big."

Counting heartbeats?
Zuo Wu was surprised, and came back to his senses: "The communication has been interrupted?"

"Yes, just now, including the field of vision in our eyes, all failed; the entire planet seems to have been erased from the Internet world, and it has just been restored."

There is no doubt that this is the handwriting of the man in gray.

Zuo Wu Fu'er, 100 years of technological leadership can't make him surpass himself in single-player combat power, but it is more than enough to paralyze the Star Sea Alliance's network.

Its purpose must be to block the coronation reports that I entrusted to various TV stations to occupy a large piece of news during the prime time, so that the step of "declaring the world" will gradually become invalid.

So much so that it is only now connected.

Zuo Wu inhaled, the disconnected and resumed communication was not stable for a while, and one after another emails were returned to his mailbox in chronological order, most of which were sent by Sang Deya, reporting the progress of everything.

In the beginning, the emails were orderly, until the hairless tauren seemed to have received some economic contact, and the titles of the emails it sent began to become chaotic.

It seemed that under the sudden stimulation, he was completely at a loss.

When Zuo Wu called back, the signal was too crowded and could not be connected; when he called back again, the communication was transferred to the emergency AI of the Star Sea Alliance, who was soon given the highest authority—the authority that the original shareholders of the alliance should have.

"Beep, beep, beep."

Sang Deya didn't answer for the time being, but Zuo Wu couldn't stop; the envoys stationed in the Imperial Union rushed up after Levina and Ji Zhi. Everyone had a mission and scheduled things to be completed for the coronation.

Zuo Wu is still waiting for the call.

Until he was embraced into that magnificent compressed space and climbed up the high steps, the reporters below held up their photographic equipment one after another regardless of whether their creations were restored or not.

Someone was "buzzing" beside Zuo Wu and said something. This is a prayer that has been simplified countless times, but the skeleton is still passed down for thousands of years.

The photographic equipment was activated, and the stars shone like stars below the stage.

A ring-like crown was worn on Zuo Wu's head, reflecting back the star point of photography.

The sound of the optical creation suddenly intensified, almost covering the "beep" sound that Zuo Wu could hear; he made a pause gesture a little impatiently.

Suddenly.

There was silence in the audience, and the small hand gesture had been spread five steps away, becoming a solemn and majestic will.

Zuo Wu's eyes lit up, and the call was finally connected; but it was not only Sang Deya, but also the head of General Yi Yisi who got in.

And the hairless tauren's voice carried a hint of crying: "Commander...Your Majesty!"

"General, he...has started fighting with Chudan Angel, but he lost contact. He was fine just now, and now the general has lost contact!"

Zuo Wu nodded, looked around, and found that apart from Levina and Ji Zhi, no one dared to look him in the eyes, he knew that the coronation had been completed.

Zhilu should also spread his curse-like blessing to the regime thousands of miles away.

Zuo Wu exhaled lightly, and the whole person collapsed on the small throne, his posture became more and more wanton, but the golden crown did not slip down no matter what:
"Sang Deya, you are a soldier, what should you do?"

The tauren was startled, and subconsciously stood still: "I, I..."

And the protection of luck seems to be in effect.

Yi Yisi's call suddenly resumed. He was panting tens of thousands of light years away, and seemed to be letting the blood in his mouth pass through the incomplete teeth again and again.

He was peeling the splinters off the wetsuit with his hands.

at last.

The general said, "Thundercliff, I really envy you."

(End of this chapter)