Blessings to the beautiful stars

Chapter 403 Goodwill
Malicious views are like muddy swamps that entwine each other, dragging the object of malicious intent into a deeper abyss.

Fang Nuolu could hear the whispers in the auditorium. At the beginning, what he said was well-founded, with many facts in it, but it soon became outrageous.Rumors and facts spun around in the auditorium a few times, rolling bigger and bigger like a muddy snowball, and the content became all rumors, mixed with vicious swear words.

A regime that is too young for the Xindilian seems to have done evil deeds that would take thousands of years to complete in a short life, too numerous to write down.

But the imagination of living beings is limited, and the auditorium assembled in a hurry is not very educated, and no more bad deeds and deeds can be found to fill this snowball made of rumors.Soon, the "swear words" became like a virus strain that had the advantage of spreading, killing the "rumors" to the brim and driving them all away.

Fang Nuolu could only hear swear words now, and he was actually a little hungry.

——The people in the auditorium come from different civilizations, and the swear words of each civilization are very different, and the names of animals representing lowly animals in their respective hometowns take up a lot of weight, just like "chicken crowing dog thief" and "pig and dog are inferior" on the earth like words.

A lowly animal on one planet is a delicacy elsewhere.Let’s take an example of what happened on the earth thousands of years ago. In the southwestern part of a certain developing country, it was called "sigsacrum fungus". Only then can we enjoy the precious truffles.

Because of this, Fang Nuolu, who was originally relaxed, didn't react for a moment when he heard the words of the grassroots personnel of the alliance. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the skeleton lawyers over there all stretching out their white, tender and delicate fingers to the chief referee. Ideas drifted to the horizon.

Canned starfish, bone man sashimi, and the head of Chudan Angel.The combination of the three things turned into a rare and peerless delicacy in Fang Nuolu's mind.Perhaps there were not many heads of government in this galaxy throughout the ages who could enjoy these three things at the same time, but I surpassed these countless people, and also got the honor of His Majesty, sitting at the table full of these three things.

just.

In my imagination, when I was about to enjoy it, the angel of Chudan poured out from the ancient star gate, and the horror of piercing through the defense line of the old Imperial Alliance in the blink of an eye came to my mind again, and the head that was placed on the dining table in my imagination suddenly opened His eyes were closed, and his eyes were cruel and terrifying.

He was originally a bureaucrat of the old Dilian, and the psychological shadow left by the angels on all Dilian people was too deep.

Fang Nuolu woke up with a start, feeling his back was drenched in cold sweat. He carefully looked at the person in front of him who claimed to be a grassroots member of the alliance. He thought about his words and wanted to suppress the fear of Chudan Angel in his heart. He asked the first question But still a little faint: "... Is that head still alive?"

"There is indeed extraordinary vitality, and it is also very dangerous," the grassroots staff smiled bitterly: "The biggest problem when we started researching it was actually to inactivate this head."

Relieved a little, Fang Nuolu recalled the materials he had read and the information he got from Levina, and asked again: "Chudan angels can repair their bodies with their high-dimensional avatars. Is it? Even if there is only one head left, the whole body can be repaired."

listen.

There was a look of expression on the faces of the grassroots staff: "That's right! But because of the actions of Your Excellency Xindilian, almost all the high-dimensional incarnations of the Chudan angels were broken. That head does have the ability to regenerate, and it can be used as an atlas. After the avatar is shattered, the regenerated tissue is a mess, and there shouldn't be many chances to return to human form."

It turned out to be the case.

The hanging heart relaxed a bit, Fang Nuolu finally regained the state of being able to think calmly, and remembered that he had neglected the most important issue.

That is, what kind of organization do the grassroots personnel in front of them belong to?
"The Old Imperial Union Accident Countermeasure and Analysis Team? We have never heard of this organization before." Fang Nuolu asked, "What are you responsible for?"

Asking questions, mixed with some noisy abuse from around; now the auditorium not only uses the lowly animals in their respective hometowns to compare the Xindilian, but also begins to add filth that is absolutely unacceptable for living beings. Just hearing the names of these things You will feel that your ears are going to be poisoned, and the image of Xindilian has also fallen to a new valley, and it has become a monster filled with filth.

But the grassroots staff seemed not to be affected at all, but Chao Fang Nuolu nodded his head:

"The matters that our team is responsible for are literal. Although the upper echelon of the alliance has become corrupt like this, some people still look to the future. Although the matter of the old Emperor Alliance seems to be a random accident, once again the birth of the first alchemy angel, Or the probability that a piece of cosmic debris will replace all the galaxies in a range is too small, but we must be careful;”

"Our team is responsible for collecting relevant information, and intends to distribute the compiled report to all civilizations joining the alliance when the time is right, so that they can prevent such risks."

Fang Nuolu raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand suddenly, and caught the shoe that was only thrown over from the auditorium. He tossed it up and caught it amidst a burst of hissing, a little playful: "... distributed to all civilizations? Yours?" The findings will be sent for free?"

"Yes."

"Even if this may be your efforts for several years or even ten years; even if you have received an early warning, most civilizations in the Star Sea today still do not have the ability to deal with such risks, so there is a high probability that your efforts will be useless?"

"Yes."

Fang Nuolu became more and more interested: "Then what is the significance of your work?"

The grassroots staff smiled: "Even if it doesn't make sense, someone has to do it. Besides, this is a future-oriented job? Mr. Fang Nuolu, I don't agree with your point of view. After all, according to your statement, is the 'future' important to everyone?" Most civilizations and creatures are meaningless?"

"No, I'm sorry," Fang Nuolu shook his head, a little embarrassed: "It's just that my Majesty has been handling the matter of Chudan Angel. This kind of enemy from ancient times, in my impression, the Star Sea Alliance seems to have no way to deal with them. No."

There was a bit of bitterness in the other party's smile:
"I don't deny that the current alliance is somewhat insufficient to deter ordinary regimes, and it is even more... even more stretched against this kind of enemy that has existed from ancient times to the present. Most of our team are dissatisfied with this status quo, Wanted to do my part. Too bad there are a lot of people at the top of the league who share your views, and our budget has been running low."

Fang Nuolu clapped his hands: "Report your request to my Majesty, I think he is willing to give you a considerable loan."

"It's very tempting, but it can't be done," the grassroots staff shook their heads: "This is the same reason as your Excellency has never heard of us - our team is looking for the commonality of this kind of disaster, we must be objective, and we must not be affected by you too much. much impact."

Fang Nuolu was puzzled: "But you came to us to seek cooperation."

"Yes, it's just that the content of the cooperation should have nothing to do with the disaster suffered by the old Imperial Alliance. It's not the Chudan Angel, and it won't involve cosmic debris." The other party replied.

"What the hell is that?"

Fang Nuolu asked, and dialed Zuo Wu's vision.Although he is the head of the bureaucracy, matters related to such ancient enemies still need Zuo Wu to decide.

On the other side, Zuo Wu is planning to go to the deep layer of the void and visit the front line of the Great Wall of the Void again.He was surprised that the boring meeting on Fang Nuolu's side actually yielded something.

The grassroots staff began to play a video, and the beginning of the video made Zuo Wu feel very familiar——

It is the video of Zuo Wu meeting the white angel for the first time in the dead planet of the Imperial Union, and starting to fight with her.

At that time, the white angel pressed herself to fight. After she escaped from the ancient star gate, she found that there was such a surviving patron as Zuo Wu.
"We are the Chudan Spirit Race protected by Master Tool! Millions of years ago, we fought against time worms, gray Gu, dimension demons and mechanical corpses! But they all disappeared one by one, and we have been waiting They, waiting too long, too boring! We exile ourselves, trying to wait for the world to catch up with us!"

Zuo Wu himself has this video, so of course he recorded it as No.1 when he was facing the white angel.However, what the grassroots personnel broadcast is in the third person, which is quite vague, as if someone observed from a distant place, barely recorded the shape of the white angel's mouth, and then restored the voice of the white angel by analyzing his skull and the content of the speech.

The grassroots staff directly explained: "It is the image recorded by the observation creation bought from the Jingfu civilization. Although the failure rate of the creation they sell is high, the performance is very good, and it can capture optical signals several light-years away; After the investigation by Chudan Angel, we started to collect relevant information, your Majesty's heroic fighting posture is of inestimable importance."

Zuo Wu nodded, and asked his own question through Fang Nuolu's mouth: "Do you have any questions about this video?"

"We are very concerned about the names mentioned by this angel individual - 'Worm of Time', 'Grey Gu', 'Dimension Demon', 'Mechanical Corpse Tide'. We would like to ask your Majesty what he thinks of them."

Zuo Wu was a little puzzled: "No, I am also very unfamiliar with these names. Each of them has been passed down for at least several million years. How can I have anything to do with them?"

Fang Nuolu embellished Zuo Wu's words and conveyed them.

The grassroots staff just twitched their cheeks: "Your Majesty, why are you so humble? Two of the four have already been involved with you. We just follow your ass by observing creations, and we get the knowledge that other groups have had for decades. There is no result, so... I think, Your Majesty, you are the person who has the most right to speak to them in the galaxy."

Zuo Wu was speechless.

Xiao Hui, who is a gray Gu, is standing beside her at this moment, patting her own cheek, and doing stretching gymnastics, ready to bump into Renlian at any time; and the dimension demon has also planted a hint in her heart before, From the moment when I wanted to build a paradise to when I made up my mind to fight against Renrenlian, God knows how much push they have played in it.

The things in Bai Shi's mouth were really bumped into by him one by one.With "again and again", that "again and again" seems to be a certainty.

Zuo Wu could only say: "Insect of Time, I have a little clue here, but I have never heard of the wave of mechanical corpses."

There was a look of anticipation in the eyes of the grassroots staff: "Excuse me, can you share with us a little bit about the clues of the Worm of Time?"

Zuo Wu thought for a while, there is no point in holding this kind of information and cherishing it with a broom, only by sharing it can we get more rewards: "It's very simple, there is a natural god who eats and drinks with me, and his mind is a bit confused , can’t tell what happened in each parallel time and space.”

"I previously suspected that the amnesia of this natural god was affected by the worm of time, and Gou Yizhan also vaguely remembered that he had been in contact with the worm of time, but it was later proved that his amnesia should be related to another matter. some."

Zuo Wu is talking about Gou Yizhu, the creator of Taowumu. 'Another thing' refers to all the efforts he's put in over the ages to save Tower Worm.

After recovering the cane that symbolizes his authority, he only recovered part of his memory, and still couldn't remember the specific details of his amnesia, so he temporarily put aside the matter of the Insect of Time.

Looking at it now, is there another secret?

After Zuo Wu finished talking about the information he had, he only used a few words. After all, he didn't know much at all.

But the grass-roots staff fell into a subtle silence, and after a while they laughed at themselves: "Really... We thought we could get some opportunities from Your Majesty, but we didn't expect that we were His Majesty's opportunities."

Zuo Wu raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

"My colleague accidentally obtained some information about the Insect of Time from some ancient ruins, but unfortunately the age is too long, and a large amount of information has been lost. I originally wanted to get some evidence from your majesty, but I didn't expect... ...that we were the ones who informed His Majesty about the Worm of Time," he said.

Indeed, it was too much of a coincidence.

Gou Yisheng is the father of Taowumu, and he is about to open the door to visit Taowumu Void Great Wall again.If the Worm of Time and Gou Yisheng are really related, then everything will be connected in his visit.

The Worm of Time, The End of the Circle, Renlian, Towum.When making a plan to go to the depths of the void, Zuo Wu never thought that it would involve so many relationships.

Suddenly a little trembling, some kind of huge challenge lay before his eyes.And through the horizon, Zuo Wu could hear the abuse of Xindilian from the auditorium, but he couldn't feel any anger at all.

As the fallen kingdom said, they are just ordinary beings.

Zuo Wu raised his head, clenched his fists tightly, and asked, "What exactly was the worm at that time?"

The grassroots staff seemed to feel some kind of compelling courage, and their bodies sat up straight: "According to the relics, the worm of time is time itself."

Zuo Wu raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Ai Shanshan at the side. The sea monster said something to him before, and Zuo Wu repeated it: "Time is only a measure of the movement of matter, and it does not exist by itself. "

"Yeah," the grassroots staff nodded, as if talking about some kind of fantasy: "So we think that the Worm of Time may be the 'movement' itself, or something that recorded the 'movement' of the galaxy."

(End of this chapter)