"A dozen wines, five barbecues." The leading man glanced around gloomily, and said to Ruoyi in a hoarse voice. He carried an old military shotgun of an unrecognizable model on his back, a hideous stab wound on his neck, and the white scar wriggled as he spoke, as if an eerie smiling face was smiling grimly at her. Ruoyi couldn't help but shudder, there was too strong blood in this group of people, so strong that even a girl like her could easily feel it. They silently passed past her, and sat down at two tables not far from the down-and-out man, not talking to each other or looking around, but hiding their faces in the dim light, their expressions stiffening, like cold machines.

She turned back to her boss with an inquiring gaze, and the amorous woman was no longer stunned by the barren starry sky, she leaned charmingly next to the empty bar, and looked at the group of fierce mercenaries with a slight smile. The woman waved her hand lightly, motioning for her to go and get the wine and ignore the guests. But before Ruoyi could move, the door of the bar slipped open again, and an old man who had long since passed the age of a sailor walked in with an entourage, his face full of friendly smiles, and his eyes flashed with shrewdness, and at first glance he looked like an old merchant who had run too many trade routes. And his entourage did his best to bury his face in the hood, as if he was a young man who had not seen much of the world. The old man politely instructed Ruoyi to prepare some mulled wine for them, and then took his entourage to choose a bright table and sit down to rest, and from time to time he joked with the surrounding merchants and exchanged views on the current situation.

At this time, Yin Chen had completely disappeared into artificial darkness, and the dilapidated partitions blocked the light of the stars. And in the Free Port, the restless agitation in the air is showing itself more and more intensely. Ruoyi could feel that under the idle atmosphere on the surface of the bar, the hidden undercurrent was slowly dissolving. Although the people were still talking casually, their words were becoming more and more guarded, and the hands they had placed under the table were more or less pressed on the guns they carried with them. Although the majesty of the shrine maidens does not allow them to challenge, the coldness of weapons can always bring people a little sense of emptiness in these chaotic years.

Outside the few filters that were still open, a dazzling burst of light suddenly erupted, and the golden magnetic pulse storm left a long afterimage on people's retina. Anyone with the slightest experience knew that it was the trail of the battleship's engines, and that there were people who had entered this hidden starport and that they were almost as numerous as a small fleet.

“…… Even the Gadari consortium is here, and this war may really end here. Ruoyi looked into the corner of the bar and found the down-and-out man muttering softly to the swaying chip.

His voice was low, as low as dust falling in the darkness. But there was no doubt that the sabre-rattling people present heard it. They exchanged grim glances, hesitating at the murderous intent that had already risen. Ruoyi felt an icy chill rising from the soles of her feet, and the eyes of those people were as sharp as the blades of knives that had been soaked in the blood of the dead for too long, the consciousness of a murderer who walked out of hundreds of corpses.

She had even seen the young man who had just come in with the kind old man half-stand, and saw the black mist that was surging uneasily under his slightly swaying robe. That man...... Ruoyi gasped, that person was a Jupiter and a nanowizard, or worse...... A nanobody host. Jupiter, the god of the lost mythology, a civilization beyond the races in the New Garden of Eden. Rumor has it that they have even touched the face of God, even at the cost of a curse. They can dry up a sea of information with a single gesture, or they can quietly play with the darkest hearts in the quiet of the night.

In this era of war and chaos, they are almost synonymous with incontagion.

Ruoyi sensed that she was trembling, and the men in the confrontation also looked at the terrible young man silently as if petrified. The eyes of the whole bar were focused on him, and even the old man, who had always looked kind, stopped, his face full of indescribable embarrassment. Only the dejected-looking man was still sipping the light wine in his glass, ignoring the primed nanowizard and its uncountable little black bugs.

Then, a flame suddenly rose and was extinguished in an instant, annihilating the nanodevils who were almost about to be released into a wandering orange spark.

"Ruoyi, this gentleman needs some ice fruits." The barmaid came to the young man's side at some point, and she put her hand on his shoulder and gently pressed him back into her humble chair. It was the majesty of the witch who belonged to Yin Chen, and although it was enchanting and gentle, it could not be resisted by anyone. She sneered, ignoring the pale men and the embarrassed old man. Instead, he bowed slightly, pointed to the still indifferent depressed man in the corner and said, "By the way, add a glass of spiced wine opposite that lonely ghost, you know what kind of taste I like." ”

- Reposted from: Federal Intelligence Agency

- To: Ian Aosta Theater Command

- BCC: Command of the 11th, 34th, 58th Fleets of the Falent Theater Command

- Classified: No copy of the top-secret original

The situation in Gadari is changing, and it is suspected that a large-scale invasion will be launched against us, so I ask your ministry to take a positive attitude to deal with it

General Staff of the Federal Navy.

The Ian-Aosta confrontation line on the border zone of the Federation of Gelent

The Ian-Aosta confrontation line is not a neat front, but a forest of steel. The Federation Navy deployed a dense network of sentry batteries, torpedo launchers, and jump deterrent positions around the Pyrmit Gate in the galaxy, completely transforming the 150-kilometer radius of the gate into a fortress floating in the void. Clearly, the General Staff of the Federal Navy was worried about a possible invasion by the Gadaries, and even though the smoke of Ian Aosta had been drifting away for almost two decades, they still could not wake up from the nightmare of the corvette group's charge. Even if in fact, the people who came out of the Gelent Federation were no longer able to fight because of the blood shed......

At this moment, the "Silky" is slowly cruising on the outer edge of this steel jungle, compared to the whale-like "Dominis" class battleship, this type of auxiliary warship designed and produced as a supplementary force is simply not noticeable, it is like more than a dozen other sister ships surrounded by five drones along the boring patrol route at a quarter speed. Commander of the Iain-Aosta Theater of the Federation of Galent. Vice Admiral Roland sat on the bridge, which was not considered a spacious battleship, calmly waiting for the scout's return.

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