Redcoat returned to his room. Unlike what he expected, since he brought it back, his daughter has been very well-behaved. It's not the kind of ordinary good girl.,It's a housegirl who almost stays at home.。 She lay in her room all day, tossing and turning to the pile of exotic music.

Of course, the red clothes are veritable native, otherwise, he would probably be able to hear that it is the very famous "wedding march" on earth. Luckily, the volume of the terminal is not particularly loud, so at least it doesn't make any noise. However, when the red clothes came in, the Stygian Warlock still subconsciously hid the terminal in his hand behind him. But in the same room, the music was soft, but it couldn't hide from the ears of others.

"You...... Seems interested in this?" These things were brought by that butterfly dream. She originally declared herself a scholar, and she came here to study this exotic technology. To carry out this experiment, she brought hundreds of tunes that came from unknown sources and played them around. These things were naturally copied by the Red Coat.

It must be said that this kind of thing still feels at first. For Hongyi, the blood is not boiling, but at least it can make people feel excited. But after listening to it too much, that's what it is. On the flip side, it's true that it doesn't have a major impact, let alone something that has a decisive force, but the good thing is that the cost is really low. At least the electronic technology of this world is not a problem at all to play music.

However, it is clear that Diemeng has forgotten (or does not care) about her original research plan. She left with the old woman, but everything was left behind. These things, these bizarre tunes played by exotic instruments, have been kept in the database of the Floating Fortress. Everyone thinks it's good, but no one cares (of course, this is normal, even its original owner doesn't care, how can anyone else care?) whether it should be kept secret.

With his own terminal, Zhu Hua should be able to get these pieces very easily.

"Very rare thing, it should be able to ......" she seemed to think about. "Give the brain a special stimulus. It's a fairly advanced civilization?"

"It boosts morale, drives away fear, and relieves stress," Redcoat said. However, it can only be said that it has a certain effect, not that it is very large, let alone decisive. It is said that the foreign civilization created a lot of these things. ”

This seemed to end there, and the father and daughter faced each other, but neither spoke again. They all seem to feel that there is nothing to say below.

"I'm going to take a break. After a long time, the red coat went inside. Leaving Zhu Hua alone, he took out his own terminal.

I shouldn't have just revealed the stuffing, right?

It must be said that the trick she listened to the music just now was indeed a coincidence, not intentional. But if she showed surprise, it could be understood as surprise at this wonderful melody. Redcoat didn't notice at all—or maybe he deliberately didn't notice.

On the terminal, the latest command came from the rear.

Not an ordinary order, but the one with the highest authority - which meant that spies, spies, scouts, and scouts who received the order could temporarily put aside the work at hand and prioritize the execution of the order. Moreover, it was not directed at a single person (as was the case with the antimatter furnace number that had been specifically issued to her), but for a wide range.

And the information revealed in this order is indeed worthy of such a authority. The language of the command is concise, not much. Through some channel, it is already known that Huiyue is about to obtain one, or a series of special technologies, one of which is the control of space-time disintegration. More information and details about this matter are needed now.

What it means to disintegrate space-time, everyone in this world knows. It is a devastating, irresistible catastrophe. According to the masters, the world-destroying level. Of course, there is no end to the hatred and cruelty of human beings, and even the harsh catastrophe of the world will be used as a weapon without mercy.

Since many years ago, both camps have been working on this aspect, and they have quickly seen it as a mass killer. The results of these studies have allowed the human beings in this world to initially grasp some of the laws of space-time disintegration, how to use them, and what consequences they will have.

Of course, it's much easier to destroy than to build. Just as there is no way to crack the nuclear weapons on the earth so far, and nuclear deterrence can only be used to counter them, the main role of space-time disintegration is still as a deterrent, at least for the time being. Occasionally, it is used once, but as a weapon, it has an inherent weakness - it creates uncontrollable aftermath. One artificially induced disintegration of space-time will cause multiple other space-time disintegrations, which are scattered in a fairly wide range without any regularity, causing huge losses.

Previously, it was the time and space collapse of the Banshee's Banshee Gate, causing the Huiyue camp to abandon all the defenses along the border and retreat all troops and civilians. It was during this transfer that he was attacked by the Crustskin Monster under the command of Kecha Goat, and suffered heavy losses. In fact, it would not be an exaggeration to blame Huiyue's failure at the Banshee Gate on this space-time disintegration.

The problem is that, according to some scientific tests, it has been proven that this space-time disintegration is not a natural disaster. Specifically, this was Katsuki's own doing—in a previous battle, Tetsuki's forces were defeated. In order to cover the retreat of the defeated army and avoid causing more casualties, they took the initiative to trigger a space-time disintegration. And the disintegration of time and space on the side of the Banshee Gate is the aftermath of the previous one. So this time it's a matter of shooting yourself in the foot.

Of course, even if it doesn't hit your own feet, it hurts the other person's feet, which is actually not a good thing. Everyone can laugh at each other's bad luck at the same time, but also deeply jealous. No one wants the world to be destroyed (although scientists agree that the world is not that easy to destroy, but the sense of crisis is still widespread). Using disintegration as a weapon, those who make up their minds will be under pressure from all sides. Just like the atomic bomb on Earth, in the end it is used more for deterrence, and no one dares to abuse it.

However, if this news is true, Hui Yue is about to master the key technology in this area - it can unleash space-time disintegration without causing aftermath, or even more closely, if it can directly remove the catastrophe of space-time disintegration. Anyone can guess what an advantage they will have.

When the time comes, unilateral weapon deterrence will be formed. The Bright Moon will become unscrupulous, and the Stygian Moon will inevitably be restrained. If Lu Wu were to say so, he would probably compare it to a country that has nuclear weapons and a country that does not have nuclear weapons - the confidence of both sides will be completely different. The former must have an absolute advantage over the latter.

If you can get relevant information...... That's it. She couldn't help but think so.

She doesn't dare to go back for a while now, after all, because what she did crossed the line. Although she did it very secretively, no third party knew about it. However, there is an unscientific power of "magic" in this world. As long as you are willing to invest resources in pursuing it, no crime, no matter how secretive, can be hidden. She didn't know if her relatives, friends, and supporters with severed fingers had the strength and desire, but she couldn't take the risk. After all, it was an existence at the top of the entire warlock society, and the potential it possessed was really hard to guess.

If she wasn't a Ranger, then her right choice would have been to simply go to Huiyue's side. Anyway, there are many examples of this, and it is nothing more than that life may not be so smooth in the future. However, even if it is for the effect of "buying horse bones for a thousand dollars", it will not kill her. It's a pity that being a Ranger is completely impossible.

If she could get this information, she would be able to go back without fear. The reason behind it is very simple, it can be used in every world: a goose that can lay golden eggs will tolerate it no matter how noisy it is at night. A Stygian Warlock who can perform critical tasks and achieve results over and over again is as valuable as a goose that can lay golden eggs, and even if there is any behavior of "stepping on the line", the boss will turn a blind eye. It can even be said that even if it is attacked by those who "disregard the overall situation", there will definitely be someone who can protect them in private, and there must be no accidents for the goose that lays golden eggs.

More than that, there are many more reasons.

He lost most of his natural strength, but he was a high-level warlock. This is her luck and her misfortune. Luckily, because she's a high-level warlock, she still has at least abilities that people don't dare to covet easily. Unfortunately, her power is too low, and as long as the paper tiger's disguise is debunked, she has nothing to say.

When she was a child, she entered the academy of high-level warlocks, but was thrown into the lowest group. The lowest rank means that they are valued the least, and not only are those who are gifted with great talent see them as inferior or even trash, but even those teachers have little patience for them. Whatever they do, they are the last warlocks. They have little to do with all the rewards and glory, and are even treated as a bunch of garbage who eat and wait to die. After graduation, they did not even have the freedom to choose for themselves, and were thrown directly into the army. The greatest achievement is nothing more than killing a few enemies on the battlefield and making a small contribution to regain a little bit of freedom.

She was unwilling, really unwilling. If that was the ruling of the Stygian Moon, it would be good that she was born only to this extent. But she used to have a lot of talent. She had seen records of warlocks whose strength had been impaired and who had been regained through rigorous training. In the academy, she once put all her hopes on that, just like all those who could not see their future and could only hold on to the last glimmer of hope, they braved the hardships and dangers, and trekked.

She's exercising when others are playing, she's exercising when others are starting to pay attention to their grooming and dressing up nicely, and she's still exercising when others go out on dates and feasts. In order to change her fate, she struggled with all her might, enduring pain and loneliness day after day.

The more painful and lonely she became, the more she clinged to the things she had not enjoyed, and the more she longed to regain her strength. Restore what she had, and rightfully should, have. Then, she finally learned to "devour".

The original hope was too elusive to be reached. So she quickly learned cunning, deceit, lies, betrayal, and murder, just like most moonmanlocks. It's just that she's more cunning, bolder, and luckier. She was also extra bold when the opportunity reached out to her. Be willing to take risks that others don't dare to take.

In the underground city of Kecha Goat, she slain Averu under the guidance of that being, not just to get the chance to devour a powerful warlock, but more. Now, perhaps, it's time to take advantage of that deal.

She took out the terminal again, and after making sure that the red coat would not come here again, she took out the wooden badge again. A crude craft of almost no value, and then, crush it.

"Did you hear my call?" she typed on the terminal. To be clear, she didn't communicate with anyone, but was just unilaterally using her own terminal and typing text into it.

"Yes, I'm always waiting. In the terminal, such a line appeared. It's not that she typed, but that it just appeared inexplicably. It's as if there's another person here. It is a mysterious creature similar to Kecha Goat, which does not exist but is omnipresent. Even now, it's still surprising.

"Then, I ask you to fulfill your promise to me. ”

"Don't worry, don't compare me to you Stygian Warlocks. I value my promises and never break them. ”