Tianguanzhi

Chapter 128 Undercurrent
Solongova disconnected the connector of her body, leaned most of her body out of the cabin, and punched the engine of the dreadnought again and again, muttering curses like "bastard".

The whole place fell into silence for a moment.

Tactical Dreadnought malfunctioning?

"How does this count? Is it a draw?"

The audience who was speaking turned pale.

"Fuck you!"

A man waving a ticket shouted at the top of his lungs: "Double spend wins, tactics are fearless!"

The audience suddenly exploded.

The host calmed down and turned up the volume of the microphone to the maximum: "No one expected it! No one expected it!"

The shrill whistling of the microphone slightly suppressed the excited audience.

"At the critical moment when the duel was becoming increasingly intense, contestant Sorongova's imitation dreadnought machine actually malfunctioned! What a twist of fate."

It is obvious that weapons welded from garbage races have a high rate of accidental failures. After all, weapons are welded with a pile of scrap that needs to be remelted. There are too many places where accidents may occur, such as metal fatigue, aging of lines, expired fuel in poor working condition and clogging of pipelines...

These are not problems that can be solved by a core welding expert. If you encounter them, you can only consider yourself unlucky and blame yourself for having poor taste in picking.

"The match is fake. How can Shuanghua win against Tactical Fearless? It must be a fake match."

"The referee tampered with Sorongova's components!"

Some people are trying to confuse public opinion.

"That's about it. Even if the dreadnought didn't have any unexpected malfunction, it's true that the maneuvering tracks and wheels were all destroyed, right?"

"That's right. If you didn't know, you would have thought Sorongova was going to win right away."

Someone retorted in a sarcastic tone.

"What did you say?"

"What do you say about you?!"

The situation was difficult to control for a while, and many people started pushing and shoving each other.

"I lost."

Solongova found it difficult to accept at first, but gradually calmed down. She admitted defeat to the referee, opened the cockpit, declined the doctor's bandage, and walked off the field without looking back.

Gu Jianqiu also undid the buckle and jumped down from the double flower machine. He quickly stepped over the surrounding cameras and wanted to chase after Solong Gaowa first, but the doctor stopped him. The bruise on Gu Jianqiu's forehead was much more serious than Solong Gaowa's, and the possibility of concussion could not be ruled out. Hearing the doctor's warning, Gu Jianqiu had to go and treat the wound first.

After returning to the backstage, Solong Gaowa first cleaned the wound herself and simply applied some white medicine. Her wound was not deep and had actually formed a scab by now, so it was not a big deal.

Gudong~gudong~
Solong Gaowa drank a whole pot of boiling water before she finally breathed a sigh of relief. She raised her head and saw Gu Jianqiu standing at the door with a bloated bandage wrapped around his face.

"Sir."

Gu Jianqiu walked in and stood in front of Suolong Gaowa.

Seeing Gu Jianqiu like this, Solong Gaowa scratched her head, feeling somewhat embarrassed. After all, she had never thought that Gu Jianqiu was so difficult to deal with. When she realized that the tracks and wheels of the Dreadnought had been broken by Shuanghua's attack, and she felt that she was about to fall into a tough battle, her desire to win clouded her mind.
When she calmed down, she came to her senses. She actually tried to use "that" on her servant. If she accidentally killed him, not only would she have a hard time explaining to the chief, she would also feel guilty for several days.

But then, she narrowed her eyes: "Who are you, anyway?"

"What? Sir, what did you say?"

"Shuanghua, guerrillas? You? Yanwuhe? And more."

Suolong Gaowa couldn't find the right common language to express her meaning, but she believed that Gu Jianqiu could understand her. After spending these days together, Gu Jianqiu could always understand her words.

Gu Jianqiu replied calmly, "Sir, my background is clean and can withstand any investigation. I can swear that I have nothing to do with Yanwuhe in this life."

Solongova was silent for a while. She still couldn't accept that she lost to a servant, even though it was a rubbish game and it was due to an unexpected malfunction.

"I am truthful, have long eyes, and will not hide anything."

"Of course." Gu Jianqiu nodded slightly.

Suolong Gaowa raised the kettle and found that there was no water in it. Seeing that Gu Jianqiu was still staring at her, she stuffed the kettle into Gu Jianqiu's arms unhappily: "Help me, water."

"Yes."

Gu Jianqiu turned around and was about to leave, but he seemed to have thought of something and turned back: "Sir. Our destination is Baidi Ring, right?"

Solong Gaowa was stunned when he heard this.

"It's not hard to guess. The news has already spread among the servants and soldiers."

Solongova could only remain silent. According to regulations, she could not disclose military affairs to servants.

"Sir, I just want to survive. You're the one who told me that I can only survive if I have value."

Suolong Gaowa was about to say something, but stopped herself. She stared into Gu Jianqiu's eyes, feeling a little dazed for a moment. Why did she say this to Gu Jianqiu at that time? Subconsciously, she also felt that once these servants went to the battlefield, it would be difficult for them to survive.

Sauron suddenly remembered that she had looked through Gu Jianqiu's file.

This kid is only twenty-one years old this year, six years younger than me.

"I'm going to get some water."

Gu Jianqiu turned and left. But the moment he turned his back to Suolong Gaowa, the disguise in his dark eyes gradually faded away.

Family background often restricts Gu Jianqiu. He dares not contact Yan Wuhe openly, and dares not get involved in the "Ten Sins" that will affect his family. Before the rotten ship of the empire capsizes, before his wings are not strong enough, he must handle his official identity more carefully.

But his family background also brought him benefits. The 21-year-old Gu Jianqiu had a transparent life experience, so transparent that even though the Shenlong Imperial Guards turned Jiangning upside down, they never paid any attention to him, a second-year student at Jiangning Normal School.

What's more, this heavenly soldier is now in a state of panic and probably has no energy to care about himself.

……

Rustle, rustle, rustle~
In the open-air unfinished building, the baby-faced man was fiddling with the antenna. The radio screen was broadcasting the Fanqi Cup which was starting today.

In the early 19th century, Baird from Jili invented the three-gun shadow mask color cathode ray tube, and the visible radio screen came into being.

Like artificial space radio, the technology of this color radio screen was still relatively primitive at the time. Although it could project high-definition color images, viewers must have twenty standard electrocardiograms to accurately receive the color signal of the radio screen. Otherwise, they could only see a gray background with white grid ribbon circle and could not watch the program normally.

Because of this limitation, this kind of visual radio screen is generally only purchased by genuine astronomical officials, and the market is not large. At first, it was only spread among the Ji Li Sequence Army, and later it became popular in America, which had a similar culture and was once a Ji Li colony.

After the reorganization of Jintaihua shares, the board of directors took over the McDonald Space Station. The wealthy Citigroup executives purchased a huge number of visible radio screens and laid out an unparalleled blonde naked woman in space as a commercial advertisement. From then on, visible radio became popular in Jintaihua.

"Huh~ Sea-supporting Sky-lifting Style? This monk has some skills."

Gao Liuhun was reeking of alcohol, sitting cross-legged on a crude wooden bar with a pair of thick-soled riding boots beside him. He was enjoying the broadcast of the Brahma Cup with great interest.

"Zhen Ding seems to be the seed to win the Fanqi Cup this year. Mars Leap spent a lot of effort to invite him to come out, what a pity."

The tall man standing next to Gao Liushen snorted coldly when he heard this.

Gao Liuhun took out a red wine bottle with a skull on it from the wine boxes piled on the table with a smile, uncorked it and handed it to the other party. Then he turned around and responded to the baby-faced man: "There won't even be a champion in this Fanqi Cup, where did the seeds come from?"

The tall man looked at the curl of white mist overflowing from the bottle, took the bottle without saying a word, raised his neck and took a few big gulps.

Because he was sitting at the table, Gao Liuhun had to look up to see the man's expression. He smiled with a tiger's teeth: "I am a man of my words. I will let you go when the Tianbingji arrives at Hualongzao. All the business along the way will be divided equally according to the number of people. I will clean up the mess. Just think of it as a nightmare. When you wake up, you are still the star of the war."

The man glanced at Gao Liuhun coldly: "Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?"

He wiped his lips, and his pupils were covered with many horrible bloodshot. "I know I have no way out. I'm joining them."

Gao Liuhun didn't care, he just tilted his head and said, "Have you thought it through?"

The man looked down at the logo on the bottle in his hand, expressionless: "I've thought it through, I'm joining."

Gao Liuhun patted the man on the shoulder, jumped off the bar barefoot, and asked without looking back: "How long will it take to finish?"

Out of Gao Liuhun's sight, the tall man finally swallowed his saliva unnoticeably and tried hard to control his trembling voice: "Including debugging, it will be done in 20 hours at the latest."

Gao Liuhun raised his head, the sunlight shone on his face, and the Yaksha evil spirit printed on the body of the machine was looking down at him with squinted eyes.