"Sha, sha, sha" put down the communicator, Mu Lishi stared blankly at the communicator in his hand that only kept making noise. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Sarah......" Mu Lishi raised his head and looked at the blue sky outside the window. Raised his hand

"Oops, don't be angry with things"

(However, this communicator is no longer useful.) ）

"Oh, that's it, then throw it away." It's good to vent"

And then the next moment, a soft sound of broken glass sounded.

Looking at the shattered glass window, the corners of Mu Lishi's mouth twitched

"Sarah, she's right, we brought it all. It's all our fault."

But then he said it right away

(Four questions.) ）

(One, did you know that the psionic launcher has a remote control permission)

"I don't know,"

(Second, do you know why there is a more advanced remote control authority than on-site control)

"I don't know"

(3. Do you know who started the psionic launcher)

"I don't know"

(Fourth, can you destroy such a large facility within three seconds of activation)

"Can't"

A series of self-talk. It makes Mu Lishi look extremely weird

"But...... If it weren't for us, how could it be ...... here."

(If it weren't for this, then the scene in front of us would have played out in Keha.) Is that what we want to see? ）

"Not ............"

But at the end of the day, it's not something we can avoid through hard work, is it? 》

(Agreed.) Now it doesn't matter if you don't have to blame yourself. Next...... ）

"Wait a minute," Mu Lishi said and stood up directly

"I'm going to wash my face and calm down."

Slowly walking into the bathroom, Mu Lishi looked at his own face in the mirror. It was an Oriental man, with black hair and black eyes, handsome but showing decadence, and a sparse beard on the side of his mouth because of lack of care. Oh no, maybe not just handsome, even a little beautiful.

"By the way, why do you have such a dense beard?" That's how I remember myself complaining to Monsk and Renaud.

"Nonsense, because people are different, and what do you want to do with your beard. When you grow a beard, we can't imagine what will happen. And ......"

"And what?"

"And you shave me quickly, look at the circle around your mouth!"

"Damn, you think I like my face, a pseudo-mother with my uncle. Destroy the three views! ”

Sighing, Mu Lishi stopped his memories, slowly picked up the razor that the hotel put aside, shaved off his beard little by little, and then washed his face, cleaning up his face that he had not been able to take care of for several months.

Looking at the feminine face in front of him, Mu Lishi's attention was not focused on this face that usually made him criticize as a pseudo-mother.

"Counting the time, the outer sector should be lost. And if the outer zone is lost, then the air defense equipment should also be scrapped. Maybe it won't be long before the allosaurus and the jumping worm should arrive. “

Wiped his hands and hung the towel back on the shelf. Mu Lishi's actions were unusually calm and calm. In a desperate situation, Mu Lishi changed his previous style and was elegant, like a nobleman who was about to go to a banquet.

"The elegance of manners is not for others to see, but for one's own respect."

This sentence is the words that the teacher who specialized in teaching the etiquette of high society during the training of federal agents back then, hung on his lips again and again.

But others just understand, but Mu Lishi practices it.

"This cloud hotel, although it is called a cloud hotel, is still far from the clouds. The height of the entire hotel is only 2,000 meters. A total of 350 floors. I'm at the very top of the place right now. According to the speed of the jumping worm, the time to get here should be -- fifteen minutes later. Thinking of this, Mu Lishi laughed again,

"Sarah, Sarah, each of us is like this, so thoughtful. It's just that you've made us miserable this time. ”

"The strategy that I originally planned to rely on the room together to defend as long as it could last, and how many kills it could have, is no longer working."

(There is no battery life, and the efficiency is too low.) ）

"So ............" bent down and opened the backpack that had been hidden under the couch at first.

“******。 Assembled"

"Sniper rifle, assembled."

"Explosives, ready,

"Drop booster, ready"

Having everything ready, Mu Lishi raised his head and looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the plaza below, below which were three spheres made of steel

"One of the most important landmarks of the three-star statue of Tassanis and a symbol of the unity of the Federation, but ......," Mu Lishi smiled at the thought of this

"Don't mind me, do something with the landmark."

At this moment, a cloud of sand and dust rose in the distance.

"Oh, here we are." Seeing the dust, Mu Lishi completely relaxed

"Thirty years." He said.

"We, almost everything is spent fighting, or preparing for battle. Over the past 30 years, we have been through hundreds of battles. Killed thousands of people. But what are we fighting for? Before we defected from the Federation, we fought for orders. Fight for the rule of the Federation. We carry out orders, we kill people who resist, or people who have different reasons. After defecting from the Federation, we, fighting for liberation. Fight to overthrow the rotten Commonwealth. But now, what are we fighting for? We are in a desperate situation, with no purpose, no value, no hope. But in this case, why do we still have to fight? Why do you have to make these senseless rebellions? “

"If I say that we are just idle, do you think this reason is sufficient? 》

"Well, it seems, this is the first and last one, and we're just fighting for ourselves. So, let's get started. “

"The old driver is driving, is there anyone willing to go to hell with me?"

There was a click, and the bolt was pulled. Mu Lishi's figure slowly disappeared at the door of the room, but when he left, in the bedroom on the side of the sofa, Time silently walked out of it, walked to the broken floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the remote control in his hand for the last time, and then raised his hand and threw the remote control out of the hole. Turning around, he stepped into a crack.

"The psionic launcher has been activated. Psionic launchers, already ......"

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This paragraph............ Atmosphere, atmosphere, atmosphere............ Sure enough, I'm still good at writing dialogues?

I played all afternoon in the afternoon.,It's only now written.,But the big plot of the fall of Tasanis.,I didn't plan to finish it now.,If the opening of the second volume before.,What needs to be written is a weirdness.,What needs to be written now is calmness and courage in the face of despair.,So the atmosphere of this chapter.,Frankly speaking,It's still a little insufficient.,The atmosphere is not strong enough.。 But fortunately, this is a memory kill, and it won't affect the plot of the monster hunt (I've been pit once, how can I be pit a second time!) ）