Ten minutes back in time, the capital of the home planet of Tule, Central Street.

Puran is hiding in a small shop she has found, which has no cameras and is not connected to the official network of Tulle, and is a hapless little shop that is about to close down. But the environment of the small shop is good, and the owner looks like a retired technician from the tattoo on his arm, and his mushrooms are well received by Puran.

Puran grabs a mushroom and eats it with one hand, and touches the fish puppet on his knee with the other.

I don't know why, when Puran touched this fish puppet, he felt a sense of comfort, as if his whole body had been released.

It's a pleasure to fish!

Dense groups of technicians gathered in the streets, holding aloft a red-background flag made of wrenches and screwdrivers, holding hands and sticking flags on the equipment behind them, singing songs as they marched towards the security forces that were already in battle.

Puran frowned, and then she stood up and moved to the inside of the hotel, for fear that the commotion in the street would affect her fishing.

At this time, the owner of the hotel, the old man of the technician class, said, "Miss, you are a human being, right?" ”

"Hmm." Puran nodded.

"I'll just say, I touched your hand when I handed you food, and it was obviously not a purely organic matter, only humans have such characteristics."

"Just touch it and you'll know?"

"I'm a technician." The old man smiled, then turned to look out the window.

Puran doesn't usually like to talk, but this time she didn't know why she asked, "It's all technicians marching outside?" “

"Yes, for equal rights. These children are influenced by foreign ideas. In order to gain the opportunity to sit on an equal footing with the Taran class, the emphasis is on equality and dedication in life. That's right. The song they sing seems to be the song of your human race. ”

Puran frowned. She had actually recognized the melody from the beginning, and with the current human brain ability, it was strange that she couldn't recognize it.

The Thurites are singing: "Arise, hungry slaves!" Rise up all the people who are suffering! ”

The shopkeeper continued: "I really hope there won't be any big trouble, and many of the people on the street are my regular customers. Something happened to them, I'm going to close my door here. ”

Puran turned his head to look out the window, and by this time the demonstrators had already scuffled with the security forces, and the crowd was shouting slogans. Trying to break through the defenses of the vigilantes, who were constantly using the whip against the crowd, Puran noticed that the whip's output was set to be quite high, and the Turler technicians who were hit were all foaming at the mouth, looking rather bad.

But that has nothing to do with Puran.

She touched her fish and watched as the Tulhurs followed suit, convulsing under the spur of the vigilante whip of the security forces. Suddenly, Poran's eyes widened a little, for she saw a portrait of a great man from more than two hundred years ago in the crowd of Tul. There were also things offered in front of the portrait, and they were braised pork and fish by all looks—yes, fish, exactly the same fish that Puran was now in his arms. Fish from the earth.

Puran opened his mouth wide, wondering how this value output came to be? There must be something wrong with this.

But it also had nothing to do with Ta Puran, and she continued to eat noodles and fish at the same time.

Suddenly. Someone had shot outside, and Puran relied on the enhanced human vision and the "machine" nature of the "machine" that recorded everything in sight and archived it in detail. It was immediately recognized that the person who fired the shot was in the crowd of marchers, and that he was using a single-shot weapon that he wanted to fire. Directly penetrated the personal shield of the soldier of the security force, but fortunately, after penetrating the shield, the projectile also lost its power, and the soldier only staggered back a few steps.

But it stabbed the hornet's nest, and the soldiers began to shoot, and at first the technicians' personal shields were of some use, but when the land opened fire with the heavy weapons equipped on the powered exoskeleton, the crowd began to stagger like bowling pins huddled together.

Someone in the crowd took out weapons to fight back, and various bottles infused with psionic energy were thrown at the front line of the security forces, and the technicians took out a variety of weapons that they had assembled, and exchanged fierce fire with the security forces.

Puran continued to eat calmly, and then a flaming flying car smashed into the storefront where she was, instantly smashing the boss into meat sauce. It doesn't matter if there are customers coming to eat after the commotion, because the owner and chef of the shop has returned to the West.

Puran sensed that something was wrong and immediately reached for the inside of the storefront.

She has an ability that she can't explain, and when she needs to escape, she can always find repair tunnels, sewers, and garbage collection channels nearby that can be drilled.

This time, Puran really touched the door of something, she opened the door and jumped in, moving forward with her hands and feet, wanting to leave this place as soon as possible.

**

Go back to Lin Youde's side.

Facing Lin Youde's questioning, Bai Longgong nodded solemnly: "That's right, this makes my current position embarrassing, because everyone knows that I oppose the equal rights demands of the technicians, so no matter how this incident evolves to this point, I have to bear the black pot." So I tend to do it, it's my old opponent's hand. Mr. Human, I advise you, don't be fooled by my old rival's appearance, that guy is just as ruthless as I am, and loves to play yin. ”

"Lord Bailong, you may not know one thing," Lin Youde said with a smile, "I am also a ruthless master who likes to play with intrigues." ”

"Hahaha, remember, in front of me, a twenty-year-old hairy child like you is no different from a baby, and your little bit of intrigue is not enough to see."

Lin Youde really wanted to tell Bai Longgong that all the conspiracies and tricks he had revealed just now were similar to Yang conspiracy in Lin Youde's eyes. When I was still in the academy, in the classic battle case study class, the tutors explained to Lin Youde every classic plan implemented by ghost agents or the secret bureau, in terms of complexity and ingenuity of the tricks, it was far better than what Bai Longgong had just said.

Because of this, Xia Yongzhi muttered: "It's a miracle that the Tule people can still be in the ranks of the Big Ten without being kicked away." I'm leaning more and more towards human supremacy now, and if I hadn't come out with you, I might have defected over there. ”

"If you hadn't come out with me, you wouldn't have become inclined to human supremacy, would you?" Lin Youde asked rhetorically.

"That's right."

Bai Longgong was unaware of the communication between the two, and then said: "You think about what Heilonggong did, hmph, in order to defeat me, he did not hesitate to push the young man who was the future of Tule to the forefront, and let them call him his own marionette." I've always despised him. ”

"Yes, your approach is relatively high-end, find a powerful fighter to fight on your behalf, and from the point of view of reducing your own casualties, you have indeed won."

Bai Longgong stared at Lin Youde for a long time, and then he sighed heavily.

"Looks like there's no way I'm going to get you to change your mind and get out of here."

"You're looking for me to convince me to get out?" Lin Youde looked surprised, "I thought you would do something more 'turbulent' style, such as having a one-on-one duel with me, and the loser will get out of the way or something." ”

Bai Longgong smiled.

"If you don't leave, you'll meet me sooner or later, and I have no reason to rush to advance the duel, right? My goal is to reduce the enemy's strength without blood, and if I do it, what is it called bloodless. ”

"Makes sense." Lin Youde nodded, then turned around, "Although we haven't arrived at your mansion yet, can you please stop this ship?" I want to get off the ship. ”

"Are you sure?" Bai Longgong asked rhetorically, "The situation down there is quite chaotic now, because the security forces have opened fire, and the technicians who were originally preparing for an armed riot are now in action - at least that's what I got information." ”

In Lin Youde's mind, Noah is using his perception and the cameras in various places controlled by her to show Lin Youde the situation on the street. The security forces dispatched regular ground combat units, a large powered exoskeleton with a melee power saw, and a huge circular saw blade sweeping down unprotected technician class demonstrators in patches.

The technicians were also firing with their weapons, but they were clearly not as good as the regular army of the Taran class.

And the officer-level Taran's psionic ability also caused huge problems for the technicians, and the whole scene was obviously tilted in favor of Taran's vian forces.

The Taranvian forces even began to send heavy combat vehicles.

"Now all civilizations no longer use tracked chariots, all of them are hovering chariots, and only the Turian Taran Praetorian Guard is still equipped with such steel behemoths." Xia Yongzhi suddenly said in the communication channel, "Human military historians are very puzzled by this, but now, I finally understand the role of this weapon." ”

Just as the proud infernal paratroopers of mankind are actually dedicated to suppressing **** troops, the Turian Taran Janissaries and the weapons they are equipped with with with questionable combat efficiency are actually used to deter their own people - to be precise, to deter the technician class.

The crawler monster kept moving forward, and the technician who didn't have time to run away in the future and some of the hapless eggs Taran were crushed into meat sauce.

"It's pure slaughter." Xia Yongzhi muttered in a low voice, "It will cause a very bad impact on public opinion, right?" When the United Nations does something like this, it will at least get a fig leaf quickly. “

"The Tur people obviously have no concerns," Lin Youde observed the scene of the massacre, and was silent for a few moments before continuing, "because in the eyes of the Taran class, the technicians are only inferior pariahs. ”

(This time, it was updated so early, and today's three more and nine thousand words are stable, lala~ At the end of the chapter, the WeChat account was promoted as usual, and Noah's super powerful pinyin was recognized!) The author's old works will be pushed every week, so that everyone can see how young the writing of the moon more than ten years ago was (to be continued.) )