Blessings to the beautiful stars

Chapter 404

Although, the auditorium that has been chattering is just a crowd of people, and the content of their speeches is not nutritious except for the insults that are falling below the lower limit.The content of the communication with the grassroots personnel belonging to the "Old Imperial Union Accident Countermeasures and Analysis Team" is obviously much higher-end, and the topic of Worms of Time is even more likely to be linked to the future of the entire galaxy.

But in the face of all living beings, Fang Nuolu and the grassroots staff are also people of another level who are soft-spoken.Through Fang Nuolu, Zuo Wu could feel that there were still people in the alliance who had goodwill towards his new Emperor Alliance. Unfortunately, this kindness was too small, and was soon drowned out by the sound of abuse and cursing.

Yes, now the voices from the gallery had changed from insults to curses, and there was anger brewing in it.

Fang Nuolu now knows why the chief referee dragged on the lawsuit that Xindilian must lose for so long. It is because he wants to guide the emotions of the audience in the process, bring the rhythm, and make Xindilian look even more angry. That's all.

He looked up again. Bai Nennen's skeleton lawyers were still struggling in this unfair lawsuit. Unfortunately, no matter what wonderful arguments they made, they would be rejected by unreasonable prejudice, and they all kept pointing to the mirror. The fingers of Fu Wenming's agent also began to wilt.

The referee this time is really a master of rhythm.

With just a few words, the bones, who were originally stubbornly resisting under unfair conditions, were played up like villains who continued to provoke the court without discipline.In the auditorium, the anger was also packaged into righteous indignation, like a pussy that was about to burst, and urgently needed a breakthrough to vent.

The referee is still fanning the flames.

The foul-smelling anger on the referee's bench finally broke out.

The Liang Gu Ling over there comforted her grandmother, convincing herself that the family's inevitable defeat this time would probably not have much impact on the sashimi business, and finally regained momentum, when she pointed her finger at Jingfu Wenming's defender.

"Crack" sound.

Some kind of soft tread ball that emits a very foul smell when it is broken, draws an arc from the auditorium, and lands in the hands of the good bone actor, flowing out bright red and bubbling juice.

Liang Guling was stunned for a moment, and glanced at her hands—for the sake of the sashimi business, these hands had to be cleaned meticulously every day.But now, this specially made stench can probably be combined with her flesh and blood, and last for dozens of hours without going away.

A few more unidentified objects were thrown from the auditorium, and one out of ten hit the skeleton men's side; the protective shield originally used to protect the defender in an emergency was raised belatedly.

Liang Guling looked at her hand, the bright red color almost eroded all the whiteness on it, and after smelling it again, she looked at Fang Nuolu with tears in her eyes.

The situation on Fang Nuolu's side was also not right, and the bureaucrats around him were originally full of people, but when the bad smell started to radiate, they ran away in an instant, leaving only a few people.

Only the low-level personnel remained beside Fang Nuolu and the bureaucrats, and the rest were all his colleagues.

Fang Nuolu shook his head, and heard a short order from Zuo Wu in the field of vision——

"You don't need to listen anymore, let Lianggu Ling and the others withdraw."

The Alliance wants to please the farce performed by Jingfu Civilization, why does it let its subordinates accompany it?Just because they're an alliance?
Even Fang Nuoluxuan and the bureaucrats stood up one after another, and opened their respective defense devices, which could block the flying foreign objects within a few meters away from themselves.

But obviously, the grassroots level of the alliance in front of them does not have this kind of equipment.The grassroots worker raised his hand and saw foreign objects falling one after another, and the foul smell came out, which made him feel a little miserable.

And the people in the auditorium obviously didn't stop because their attack targets were also members of the alliance. Filled with indignation, everyone who came into contact with Xindilian was unforgivable.

Righteous indignation is even growing—look, this is a majestic tribunal!You Xindilian leave the meeting as soon as you say you leave, and you are so arrogant and domineering, do you still take the Star Sea Alliance seriously? !

Even the chief referee in charge this time was a little shocked. He is good at bringing rhythm, and he has used this trick to beat countless dishonest regimes in the past decades, and the majesty of the Star Sea Alliance is here, and indeed no regime has dared to leave halfway. .

Now, with Fang Nuolu and the bureaucrats gone, the indignation aroused in the gallery was beyond his control.

But the chief referee was not angry, but a little lonely. Just like his understanding, no one dared to leave the seat before because of the strength of the alliance. What about now?If the alliance is not decaying, why bother to make such a farce in order to please Jingfu civilization?
The chief referee could only send a message to the grassroots staff, asking him to convey his thoughts on his behalf.

The grassroots staff listened, barely wiped off the red stench on their faces, and smiled wryly at Fang Nuolu: "The chief referee said that you should not misunderstand, this is just a play based on Jingfu Wenming's requirements, even if the Xindilian's The territory has been assigned to them, and the judgment has little effect and can be revoked at any time."

Zuo Wu also asked Fang Nuolu to convey his words: "What you think has nothing to do with me withdrawing my subordinates."

"The league has never treated you badly," said the chief referee this time.

Zuo Wu also replied:
"We didn't feel sorry for the alliance either—it's true that you opened the vault for us, but that was because you couldn't pay the interest on the deposits of pure-blooded humans up to today; it's true that you gave us a large compressed space, but then we Prevented the explosion of the Genesis Message caused by the starfish factory, and prevented all the planets of the alliance from being destroyed; and you did give us preferential treatment in diplomacy, but isn't that what you want to use our power to rely on to deter other alliance members? At best, it’s just mutual benefit.”

This time the chief referee was silent for a while: "...It is a pity that our mutual benefit has been shattered. But as the old saying on Earth, there is no righteousness in business."

"If you really want business to fail, let the people in the gallery stop throwing those stinky capsules at my lawyer. You should know that their family runs a sashimi shop," Zuo Wu said.

This time, the chief referee became more and more lonely: "Sorry, I... can't do it. Acting according to Jingfu Wenming's request, and arousing the righteous indignation of the auditorium towards you is my higher request."

The grassroots personnel in charge of conveying this sentence also glanced at their mouths, stretched out their index fingers and pointed to the sky, and raised their fingers again and again.

But Fang Nuolu smiled, sincerely, because what Zuo Wu said was also his heartfelt voice: "Your internal twists and turns, what's the matter with our Xindilian?"

He waved, and the bureaucrats filed out.There were maids pretending to be insects who had heard the news waiting outside, ready to hand clean towels to the skeleton lawyers.

Fang Nuolu stayed at the end, because this time the chief referee still had a last resort to retain his side.Didn't this grassroots person have a good chat with himself and His Majesty?The referee may let him use this pleasant friendship as a bargaining chip.

really.

The grassroots personnel kept wiping their faces, and the bitterness gradually gained the upper hand in the battle with the smile: "Because of work, I have to convey—the referee is asking me to use my personal name to ask you to stay, Of course, you don’t have to stay here as the head of the bureaucrats of the Imperial Union anymore, but also in your own name.”

Very tempting.

At least Fang Nuolu himself hoped to chat with this grassroots staff more and ask some more information about Worms of Time, so he turned to him and asked, "You said it was because of work? What about your own thoughts? "

The grassroots personnel shook their heads, quickly glanced at the chief referee, and then reached out to press the corner of his own eye—this is a method of physically blocking the world to record his own voice, which is similar to the principle of pressing and holding the collected microphone thousands of years ago :
"How should I put it? The place is very stinky. There's no need to hurry up about the bugs in the communication. You can find a safe and stable environment to chat slowly. As well as the chief referee and the league, a small person like me must There is no way to apologize to you on behalf of the alliance, and there is no way to comment on the problem of your new emperor and Jingfu civilization. I only know one thing—”

"I won't advise you to be generous."

Fang Nuolu was surprised: "But the chief referee obviously told us to endure this time and forget it."

"So I also feel that this alliance is extremely embarrassing."

As the grassroots staff said this, the righteous indignation in the auditorium became more intense. They seemed unwilling to let the foreign objects they threw be resisted by the bureaucrats' defensive creations. The things they threw became more and more fancy. None of them penetrated the defenses, and most of them fell on the grassroots personnel.

This seems to have become a carnival.

The stench of dark red is dripping from the grassroots personnel.

Zuo Wu and Fang Nuolu watched, equally curious: "Let me ask you, even if this is the case, do you still want to deal with the worms of time, do you want to look into the distant future for these mortal beings?"

The grassroots staff just pointed to their noses:

"Your Majesty of the Imperial Union, don't forget that I am also one of the 'all beings'. And, who stipulates that all beings cannot plan the future for the galaxy? Rather, the original intention of the establishment of the Star Sea Alliance is to pave a better life for the creatures of the galaxy. The future. Some people forget now...but as long as we are here, someone remembers."

Fang Nuolu sighed, took a step in front of him, and included the grassroots personnel in his defense: "Even if you are the grassroots of the alliance, your investigation will not have the slightest effect on the future probability?"

The grassroots staff were distressed, and some were greedy for Fang Nuolu's defensive creations: "This is what I said, we have been investigating the demise of the old Imperial Alliance, and there have always been many difficulties. Didn't we also get the head of a Chudan elf in the end?"

"...To tell you the truth," Zuo Wu felt like he had met a bosom friend: "My dream is also to build a paradise in the Milky Way. I don't know if you believe it or not."

"Why don't you believe it? Anyone who is a little bit ideal wants to make the Galaxy better and better. Isn't this something closely related to ourselves?" The grassroots staff said, looking at the agent of Jingfu Civilization.

Zuo Wu also looked at Jingfu Wenming, and the name of the circle repeated in his mind: "It's hard to say, what's your name?"

"The abbreviation of the organization I belong to is 'Dui Di Te', and my number in it is No. 7, so let's call me 'Dai Di Qi'."

Fang Nuolu nodded: "Then when I meet your colleagues in the future, tell them to tell the emperor one, two, three, four, five, six?"

"No problem," said Di Qi: "Although I will mostly be the one who will hand over to you in the future."
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The Skeleton Family couldn't open a shop for the time being, and they couldn't serve customers with sashimi after being contaminated with the special stench. Even the tableware that they didn't have time to put down due to the rush of business was scrapped.

Every tableware is an old buddy of the skeleton people, and the family is a little lost, as if their old buddy has passed away.

The skeleton grandmother also wanted to take the opportunity to rip off, hoping to show her family a close look at the moment when Zuo Wu opened the passage deep in the void.In the meeting just now, as if Longchang had realized the Tao, all the skeleton people gradually came to a consensus in their hearts——

In an alliance that is at risk due to decay, the legal knowledge I have learned so hard is useless, isn't it still powerless to fight back under the rhythm specially provoked by the chief referee?

Why don't you participate more in such mysterious and important events, the more you participate, the deeper your qualifications will be, even if it may be useless, it will be very face-saving to say it later.

Face is a synonym for right to speak.

Of course, Zuo Wu agreed to this request, and he couldn't be so stingy that in order to save a ferry starship, the heroes of this family had to wait until the smell on their bodies was cleaned before they could visit the moment when the void passage opened.

The court is going to play a one-man show by itself.The same is true for the auditorium, without someone to vent to, it feels like everything is in a state of depression.

Zuo Wu didn't care about these things.Having already arrived at the test site, he counted the heads and felt as if all his acquaintances were leaning in here, wondering if he should just have a party or something, as a celebration after everyone finally got together.

This also includes the death of Gou Yi.

As a natural god, he has been doing nothing in his compressed space for a long time, and Zuo Wu specially sent a few maids pretending to be insects to take care of him, stretching out his hands for food and opening his mouth.

It's time to take a good look at him.

The Sumeru-type protozoa was produced by the scientific research team in cooperation with Xiaohui's machine group, and it was about to pierce the space. Ai Shanshan dragged out the ancient painting Qingkong that had been hiding in the hangar, and took the machine out. Jia Haosheng comforted him a lot.

The same is true for Xi's martyrdom. After settling his two daughters, he and Zuo Wu wanted to walk in front of Gou Yisheng.

Zuo Wu kept a little distance from Xi Martyr: "Do you want to go to the depths of the void with me?"

"Yes," Xi martyrdom nodded: "After making sure it's safe, I still want to bring Li Si and Xi Yang together. It's time for them to learn more."

Zuo Wu didn't believe this kind of statement at all: "Nonsense, I don't believe that you would be willing to let Li Si and Xi Yang enter the dangerous situation of the void. Normally, you would definitely keep them far away."

Martyr Xi was silent for a moment, and suddenly felt a little discouraged: "...That's right, because I think something bad will happen if I stay in the alliance, very bad things. This premonition makes my hairs dance."

(End of this chapter)