This star is Titan, and it has had many names. They have either been simply forgotten or slept in the memory of history, and today it is known as Eurostar.

At this moment, Moorbai, a city located in the northern hemisphere of the European star, is bathed in the golden light sprinkled by the huge mother star, and a long arc of light that reaches the sky can be faintly seen above the brightly lit city, which is the night and starlight blending in the sky. In those memories that fade with the passage of time, even in the wartime Southern Reservation, there has never been such a clear dawn: the air is fresh, the night sky is clear, and Saturn above his head is like a shining scimitar, and the rings of Saturn cast a clear and distinct shadow on the edge of the scimitar.

Lanchova has always been active in two time zones, but gets up in one time zone. This was a habit he had developed when he was a soldier. Now that he is approaching the age of sixteen and has retired, the two hours a day that he has more than others has become a happy time to enjoy life.

The retirement of the Moorbains was too early after all. At first glance, this kind of life no longer requires hard work and leisure, but in fact, it almost declares to the world that it is okay to live without yourself from now on. At this time, the children who lived with him became the new focus of Lanchuwa's life. He was accustomed to waking up early, lighting a cigarette by the window, looking at the fireworks in the sky of the time zone, humming and humming a simple breakfast for the child while listening to soft music, and when the city fell silent, he began to wander around the house again with nothing to do. This kind of behavior usually causes disgust among the neighbors: they do not understand why the eccentric old man insists on getting up every day and making regular noise with his sonorous steps - which directly causes their fragile nerves to involuntarily follow the old man's footsteps and jump and jump. After a few misunderstandings and impatient negotiations, Lanchova found a quieter and healthier way to pass the time: his old friend Moonlight Luke lives in the Time Zone, but he is too old to think he can adapt to the thrilling pace of life in the Time Zone. So when Lanchuva approached him and proposed the idea of going fishing in the wild, the two hit it off.

Lanchova walked to the door of Jacob's room, and his steps were suddenly much lighter, almost tiptoeing. Through the crack in the hidden door, he could see Jacob huddled in a ball on the bed. What dreams does a child have? Lanchuva couldn't help but think.

It is said that the Shenyue No. 5 community was built by the Sun Moon Ming Company for the moonlight: when Yueguang was young, he was the mayor of Moorbay City, and he almost covered the sky with his hands in the city. But after retirement, the founder of this great city, like ordinary old people, has some of his own little hobbies, preparing two meals a day by himself - the ethereal aura of great men is still there, but the great power that the world fears has long since disappeared.

Despite being so illustrious in the past, Moonshine's life was not as extravagant as most retired high-ranking officials. This is also very different from the old man - Moonlight Luke was never bound by material problems, and outside of work, he lived a very drunken life: he often took different young girls in and out of various social situations, and some people called him "Don Juan of the High Hills". Women, luxury, and politics, Lanchuva remembered, and Moonlight loved these.

He sat on a bench in the garden in front of the moonlight gate, and a floating lamp floated by, silently accompanying him like an elf. In the soft light, Lanchuva was able to take a closer look at the flowers and plants that he had never paid much attention to. Scented lavender and golden irises grow along the trapezoidal flower beds, dotted with unknown green grasses. Lanchova didn't know the grass, but he knew that the greenery that could grow in the stars was valuable. He knew that growing vegetables was one of the great joys of Moonlight's retirement life, but now that he saw these flowers, he suddenly felt that Moonlight-sama was doing everything in a good way. Maybe getting everything in order is his way of passing the time.

The levitation light flashed a few times, and Moonlight strode out with a slender package, casually pushing the levitation lamp away, and then found Lanchuva sitting in the doorway.

Velvet jackets, fluffy scarves and loose-fitting indoor pajama pants designed for comfort are all the equipment that the diplomat's master has at bay with the cool breeze. These cozy plush wrapped around the somewhat sloppy body, and although he always tried to maintain his pride and erection, it was the years that robbed him of his uprightness. His spirit remained, but forever lost the support of his strong body.

Rumor has it that officials above the vice president level of the Avengers are invited to military fortifications outside the city shortly after retirement, and when they come out of there, they often become different personalities: they no longer talk about the secrets of the group's upper echelons, and when asked, they often avoid them on the grounds of old age and forgetfulness. Lanchova didn't know what was going on with the rumored others, but in his opinion, Moonlight Luke's memories of many things really didn't exist. Carrying the fishing gear, his eyes were gone, and the shrewdness of the past was gone, replaced by childlike peace and peace. Lanchova couldn't help but wonder what magic the Avengers had used to replace the old man's deep-seated ambitions inherited from his family.

Moonlight seemed to be in high spirits, and he patted Lanchuva on the shoulder, "Hey, go over there." Then he sat down beside him and handed over a cigarette instead.

"You're going to smoke this now?" Lanchuva was unbelievable.

"This brand tastes good, almost like a real cigar." Moonlight told him, "Change the taste." ”

Lanchova took a tentative sip. "A real cigar? It's obviously apple-flavored. ”

Moonlight patted Lanchuva on the shoulder and laughed, "You still lack a sense of humor as always, Alain. It doesn't matter, it's fine for me anyway. ”

Lanchuva snorted, "What's wrong with your nose?" ”

"Nose?" Moonlight smiled, "No, not the nose, old friend. Last Wednesday the doctor said I had lung cancer and that I had half an hour of carbon mist every morning and evening. I also need to be out of nicotine for a month. ”

"That's uncomfortable enough."

"It's easy for you to say, but it's not just uncomfortable." Moonlight grimaced: "It's killing me." ”

Lanchuva took another sip, feeling that it was really difficult to smoke, so he stood up and threw it aside, and the levitating lamp hurriedly floated over to clean up.

"Why are you in such a hurry today? It's not like you. Moonlight seemed thoughtful, "Grandson's things ready?" ”

"I don't need to prepare today." Lanchuva said unhappily, "He was suspended from school. ”

"Hahaha, by the way, the 'little prank of youth' that left Lord Lanchuva at a loss. You see, that's the bad thing about going to school. "Moonlight was just about to stand up, and when he heard this, he sat back solemnly, as if to impart an important lesson." Classes will be suspended. When I was in school, I was suspended from school all day, and it was embarrassing for everyone. ”

"Somebody has to come and tell him how to follow the rules. I mean, Jacob said he didn't desert himself when he got the reproductive vaccine, but that girl couldn't have gotten pregnant on her own, right? ”

Moonlight looked as if she wanted to laugh. "Oh, come on." Have fun in time, kids. We sing to them like this because we encourage them to take those little blue pills that are good for their bodies and minds, and we let them have fun as if the end is coming—why don't you count them when you go to your own grandchildren?' ”

"School life is not easy, and it is normal for two children to be in the movie room or game room at school. But when the children were vaccinated against the reproduction when they entered school, how could the little girl get pregnant? Did the vaccines for both children fail at the same time? ”

"Oh? Interesting. "Although Moonlight is old, her interest in this kind of thing is still the same." But not to the point of sensationalism. You can't blame the kids. I don't know if they signed the contract according to the regulations......"

"Don't worry about the contract, you had so many lovers when you were young, how many of them signed a contract?"

Moonlight laughed. Thankfully, he looked like he was finally ready to go.

The drone made them wait for a while, but finally got them to breakfast before Moonlight started complaining. Complaining is Moonlight Luke's unique art of language, and he can complain about bleak years, bad predicaments, and difficult choices, and Lanchova likes to hear him complain. Moonlight had been a staff member for Ranchuva for eighteen months when he was in town hall, and everyone wanted to come to the zone to work with him, and Mayor Luke's witty words and chirps were the lubricant for tension between people.

"Lu Ji is a fool, he spends all his money on hotels and TV shows, causing us to eat badly every time we come out." Moonlight stared at the touchpad in front of him and hesitated, looking like he didn't find what he wanted to eat.

"I think it's okay." Lanchova looked at the pan-fried fish, cheese, and mashed potatoes on his left plate, bread bouncing off the wall.

"Your fish is all fried." "I guess they've cut back on drones, and no one maintains these cooking machines." ”

"We're coming back and eating the fish we caught." Lanchuva proposed.

Suddenly a heavy fog filled the window, a sign of a flight to the suburbs. Their drone traveled through Saturn's glow, and for a few minutes it seemed as if they were about to embrace the universe.

However, what awaits them behind this fog is a wetland embedded in the blue forest hills, with a series of stone bridges connecting many delicate islands, which were once the exclusive fishing platform of the Moonlight Lord. One year Moonlight found it boring, so she opened the lake as a park, and you could stay in the entire time zone for a four-cent ticket. There was a fishing craze for a few months, and just when Moonlight was hesitating whether to charge for the fish, everyone suddenly lost their enthusiasm, and only a few diehards remained, so Moonlight entrusted the park to the care of the youngest of them.

Lanchova remembers that the kid named Kerry Yelan almost urinated when he learned about his great mission. Over the years, Ye Lan has managed Moonlight's lake well, and Moonlight even had the idea of giving it as a real estate gift to this lonely young man, and Lan Chuwa finally stopped his impulse.

Now that Kerry Yelan has grown into a thirty-year-old man, she is no longer so nervous that she can't speak when she sees the moonlight. He wore shabby jeans with varying lengths of his trouser legs, and rubbed his hair sleepily.

"Oh, the two gentlemen came so early." As he spoke, his upper body leaned symbolically. He didn't wear a hat, but for some reason, it seemed to Lanchova that he always seemed to wear a dirty, big-brimmed hat. Xu is used to watching when fishing.

"It's not early, it's not early, it's just right to fish." Moonlight smiled, "You don't understand, the fish in this lake have evolved an ability to fight with us, and if you want to harvest more, you have to take advantage of them not paying attention." ”

Ye Lan was dumbfounded, and it took a while to come to her senses. "You're right, you're right...... Oh, I think about it, it seems that there aren't too many fish caught by the guests lately. ”

"If the business is bad, the business is not good." Moonlight patted Ye Lan on the shoulder: "The money is earned for yourself, not for me." I wonder how to shoot sycophants every day, are you tired? ”

Lord Moonlight has a straightforward temperament, but now he has become even more moody. So Ye Lan shrugged: "It's still the same, handmade fake bait plus mountain green insects?" ”

"I doubt your bait will work." Moonlight said lazily, "I saw that krill on the Internet that it seems to work very well." ”

"There's nothing real about things on the Internet, and we all know that bugs are easy to use."

"Say whatever you want, I brought my own krill."

Ye Lan stumbled to move the big bucket of worms behind the bar counter and alarmed the sleeping puppy "Duoduo", who stood there for a moment, and then began to run around Lan Chuva and Moonlight excitedly, because as soon as the two of them came, it meant that the owner had to take him out to play - Kerry Ye Lan is an otaku who only does business for a few hours a day, and the rest of the time has been indulging in the virtual world "Rason", and his dog most often sees the image of the owner lying in a VR capsule sleeping, and has long learned to add his own dog food, Naturally, it is relatively unfamiliar with the outside world.

"Look how happy it is."

Moonlight snorted. "It's obviously suffocating." Then he frowned.

Lanchuva followed his gaze, and was shocked when he saw what the moonlight was focused on.

It was an open delivery box, filled with a pile of inconsequential miscellaneous items, the point being that the box had a pentagram painted on it, and the five corners were painted black.

This is the mark of the Sith Dynastic, representing the deepest desire of a part of the planet to return to Earth's civilization. Once the younger brother of the Guardian Summer Rain Optimus, the Sith was seen as the hope of leading the rise of the stars, but he went down the wrong path - the source of the sins of his life. Some say that the Sith used some unnatural force to achieve his political goals, single-handedly causing the unspeakable event, and he was banished and even killed for it.

For years, there has been a sensational legend circulating in Morbai: the power of the Sith Optimus will return on the "Day of Return" to cleanse the planet and return home with it.

"Zebra Star ......," Lanchuva said softly, "Lord Moonlight, how long have you not seen this?" ”

Ye Lan hurriedly ran over, and when she looked at the box, her face turned white with fright: "Lord Moonlight, this ...... I really didn't move here, it's a tool for a guest to return, I was almost asleep when he came, and these things have always been taken care of by Duoduo...... I didn't expect—"

"What virtues do you have that I don't know yet?" Moonlight interrupted his weak defense, "It's okay for you to watch the scene, but you don't have the courage to do it like this dog." ”

"We've got to find out." When Lanchuwa was the captain of the garrison, he was specifically responsible for this thought crime, and he had an indelible hatred for this mark. "The 'Day of Return' is approaching, and the little cubs of the underground gangs are starting to get restless."

"Is it possible that some kid didn't do it?"

"I don't think it's likely." "What's the man's name?" ”

Ye Lan looked even more at a loss. "I don't really remember, but that guy is so tall, like a little giant."

"You're all retired, Alain." Moonlight lazily reminded him, "Besides, it's only the three of us who see it, if you don't say it, I won't say it, no one knows." Do you dare to say it? He asked Yelan.

The other party waved his hand again and again: "Don't make me happy, don't say that you don't have to do business, you may not even be able to save your life, how dare I?" ”

"Look." Moonlight waved her hand at Lanchuva, as if the problem was solved. "Why bother with a broken box?"

"This is your fishing ground, your business." Lanchuva reminded him, "Aren't you afraid that you will not be able to protect yourself in the evening?" ”

Moonlight smiled. "Don't be so pessimistic, Alain." He said, "Xia Yu Qingtian lived to be 170 years old, even if I can only live to be 100 years old, there is still time. How long has it been since the Sith affair, a century, right? The institution that specialized in the management of ideological crimes has long since been disbanded, and since it is a thing of the past, why bother to hold on to it? ”

"It's a loophole." "If this behavior goes unchecked, it won't be long before a lot of these markers pop up from all corners of the planet." ”

Moonlight's face began to look unsightly. "Follow you." He picked up his things and left, "Use your own people, don't get to the garrison." ”

"Where are you going?"

"Fishing, you old fool, forgot what we're here for?" Lanchuva was about to say something, but Moonlight stood still and waved at him: "Fish first, then talk about anything else." ”

They walked deep and shallow across the shallow pond reflected in the golden morning light in their boots, the moonlit trousers tucked into the boots, making his bulging pajamas look as if they were filled with strong muscles that he didn't actually have. When Moonlight was a politician, he liked to put on a show and make everything dramatic, just like his father. It's just that Lanchuva can't imagine that the demonic figure of Plunder Luke would calmly let go of something like this. Many of Moonshine's thoughts seem to be different from before, is this the consequence of some kind of brainwashing?

After they sat down, Moonlight saw that Lan Chuwa was still strained, so he leaned over and asked, "Hey, you're afraid you don't have an occupational disease, right?" ”

Lanchova thought that Moonlight was using this to make fun of his former status as a Gestapo, so he smiled awkwardly. But Moonlight stretched out his hand, and Lanchuva thought at first that he was trying to comfort himself, but then realized that Moonlight wanted to show him what was on his wrist.

A watch, with a hollowed-out mechanism that forms a delicate leopard's head, whose eyes move back and forth with the movement of the clock.

"It's beautiful." Lanchova knew that Moonlight was acting perversely, and it was not uncommon for him to suddenly discuss watches at this moment.

"This is the work of 'Three Questions from the Spring Palace' by Gorit Welling."

Lanchuva was stunned. The name Wellin was a spell to him, and the mere mention of it was enough to plunge him into a deep hazy past. The man's ostensible identity was that of a watch shop owner and one of the most skilled watchmakers. He rose to fame with the invention of the technique of attaching a astrolabe to a mechanical watch, thus accurately displaying the positions of Saturn and the Earth in the sky with images of gears and puppets. His work could easily fetch thousands of dollars, but his true identity was a spy planted in Morbay during the war waged by Luke Luke and Sith Optimus against the Syndicate. Coupled with his loyalty and humorous speech, the gentlemen and celebrities of high society and even some high-ranking officials of Moorbai have become his regular customers. He stole a lot of information through a huge social network. In retrospect, when he was so keen to incorporate earth elements into the design of his watches, he should have known that he should have been suspicious of Gorit Welling at the latest after the spy, codenamed "Spring Palace Sanwen", uprooted the Falling Night City intelligence network. In fact, it was precisely because the code name was so obvious that Lanchova never wanted to set his sights on the most prominent parts of the watch industry. It wasn't until the end of the war that he imprisoned Wellin in the "Tengu's Fang" tower.

At this moment, the leopard head on Moonlight's wrist was extremely similar to the mocking look of Welling when he was arrested.

"What do you mean by that?" Lanchova asked slightly unpleasantly.

"Don't worry about it, Alain...... Suffice it to say that Welling's arrest made his handmade mechanical watches out of print and their prices skyrocketed, which in turn made his watch career work. Did you know that politics is a wave, it is a wave, you can only do spring and autumn things, and you can't stick to the same principles forever? You can't cast a wide net and catch everyone on the planet who is silently drawing this mark at home...... In the same way, you can't arrest those who have this mark in their hearts. ”

"Really?" Lanchois wondered, he had his own principles, and he had secrets that he had vowed to take to the grave, and was Moonlight's words a relief, or another test? He wasn't sure.

"What are you going to do with that tricky matter for your grandson?" Once again, Moonlight shifted the subject.

"What else can I do?" Lanchuva had a headache, "Although it is the fault of the school medicine, it is indispensable to apologize and make a statement in my position." Maybe I'll have to sell one of my sales vans in Tsim Sha Tsui North District. You can't say it wasn't Jacob who did it, right? ”

Moonlight smiled evilly with some understanding. "Yes, Jacob's mulatto appearance has been quite popular lately, and sometimes even I am jealous of that kind of person. I wonder what that girl looks like——? ”

Before Lanchuva could answer, Moonlight suddenly waved her hand nonchalantly: "She's a lucky little guy anyway." It's just that I suddenly remembered another thing: Lanchuva, who practiced celibacy, actually came to pick up a grandson when he was old? Which affair did you owe when you were younger? Or ......" he lowered his voice with a wicked grin, "is he your son at all?" ”

Lanchuva did not answer. Fortunately, a fish bit the hook at the right time, and with a strong pull, a black fish that looked like it was forty centimeters long leaped out of the water, and Lanchuva took back the line to look closely, and found that the thing was black and shiny. The water quality of Eurostar is different from that of Earth, and the abdomen of the fish often has white spots formed by calcification of the skin, which this fish does not have at all.

"It's rare." He sighed.

"Nothing." Moonlight said mysteriously like a mischievous child, "I've recently gotten some lab-grown fish, which have the purest genes of the earth. I even got a couple of giant yellow snapper fish, which isn't particularly safe to swim in the lake right now. ”

"Earth fish?" Lanchowa was dumbfounded. "But restricting the entry and exit of biotechnology is your own policy!"

"Really? I don't remember. Moonlight thought for a moment, "That's right, restrict, restrict communication, glorious isolation." I said that. Our planet is going to be independent. ”

After an hour, the golden light on Saturn's surface melted into the deep universe, and the lake was dark. As the dazzling silver spherical lights lit up above their heads, Moonlight packed up her fishing gear and said goodbye to him as she weighed the modest gain.

The clear sky of the zone was filled with bewitching purple clouds, and the shadows of the clouds galloped away like migrating wild horses on the surface of the lake, as if to drown the moonlight. Lanchuva watched the thin, slightly slender figure walk back along the muddy embankment, and couldn't help but wonder what the essence of power really was. It can make a person have the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth, but when he has stripped off those coats, he looks so old and powerless.

When the man came from behind, he didn't notice it.

Suddenly, as if he had been hit with a blunt object, Lanchuva instinctively rolled on the spot, and a Japanese sword called "Fourteen Red Lotus" instantly appeared in his hand, but the sharp pain in his lower back made it difficult for him to maintain his balance.

The opponent launched a new round of attacks, and his movements were terrifyingly fast, reminding Lanchuva of an equally terrifying person.

This is impossible, the old guy is already dead, and even if he lives, he will be ninety years old, so it is impossible for him to have such skills.

There is not much room for him to make a knife, and with a move of "floating boat", the blade is bloody.

However, the subsequent split "Tang Zhu" was hollowed out. The shadows flashed, and Lanchuva felt a chill down his spine. In a flash of lightning, he had to turn around and neutralize his opponent's weapon, sending sparks flying in all directions.

That's a dagger.

And the owner of the dagger again melted into the shadows.

He tried to use the instinct of a samurai to discern the direction of the opponent's attack again, a skill that he had mastered in decades of swords, perception, refining qi, and slashing into the void in the darkness.

Robes chopped.

The shadows dissipated, the grit fell on the tip of the knife, and Lanchova's heart shuddered: there were two shadows in the darkness, one of which was gone, and the other was whiter than day.

A deadly samurai duel where life and death are only a sword.

The bitter blade pressed against his neck.

"No, don't come......," he pleaded in a low voice.

The warm liquid gushed out, and it was impossible to tell whether it was his own or the other's.