Chapter 34: The Palm Prints of the Evil Night Trick 5
Suddenly, she noticed that Butozila, who was sitting diagonally opposite, looked very unusual, her haggard face could not hide her suspicion and anger, and her frightened eyes emitted a pang of pain. She was a little concerned, remembering the middle school life when the two of them were always arguing and loving. She flicked an ultra-thin piece of aluminum over and crossed out a line of words: "Would you like to have dinner together after the meeting?" Little Blue. β
Butozilla looked at the aluminum sheet in amazement, and looked at Lan Serge's concerned smile. He hesitated and nodded.
At this time, Krauss's supporter Lanno was refuting the remarks of Endesir and the gray-haired young Glenman: "You are probably not so ignorant as to remember the 'Treaty of Never Interfere' that Lucidi the Great made with the Dark Star when the Federation was first established, right? In fact, under the strict definition of the Dark Star Rim, it cannot be regarded as the official domain of the Multistar Federation at all. β
Glenman said sharply, "So, isn't our star field map a mistake?" What's the deal with regular annual inspections and tax payments? Those security warships shouldn't be sent, right? Even those revolutions that are not under our jurisdiction, what do we care? β
The scene was suddenly filled with all kinds of verbal battles and competitions. Lan Serge still couldn't get into the situation, and only smiled bitterly at the equally listless Butozira, and suddenly saw that his life so far was full of huge and confused questions.
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Van Oelin Ryan sat quietly in the dark interior of the "prayer room" of the White Palace, patiently waiting.
At last, the sound of her waiting footsteps came familiarly, and a clear, stern man's voice sounded behind her: "You will always come before me." β
"I know, you don't like to wait for people."
"It was so quiet. Even a cave that is as cold as a stalactite does not have the omnidirectional escapism effect here. β
"That's why I chose this place for our private meeting, the leader of the Freedom Alliance."
"Looks like you don't know much about me?"
"Even if I know a lot, I won't reveal it in front of you."
"Are we too for tat? This is not a good attitude towards cooperation. β
"Talking to people in the literary world, especially well-known writers, tends to provoke my desire to argue."
"Youβ"
"Ah, don't worry. I have no idea who you are. β
"Enough!"
"Well, let's get down to business. How is the divisive operation going? β
"Very well, doubt is the easiest seed to sow, let alone a factual doubt."
"Regina is very difficult to deal with, you have to be careful."
"Will you care about me?"
"I care about you who work with me."
"Aha!' As long as you are good for me, even if you are a broken skeleton, I will kiss you.'" β
"Do you want me to say this is a sentence from that book?"
"No need. I know, you know, that we know each other's intentions. β
"Treasure, Mr. Dante."
"When is the next contact?"
"Three days later, at midnight, I will communicate with you by code."
"You know who Perslin Rhaeggar's father is, right?"
"Bellig Reggar. Founder of the Red Cult and leader of the revolution. β
"So, don't you think it's strange that Rhaegar can be part of the political elite where the federal center belongs?" β
Lucifer suddenly slapped the wall hard and cried out, "That's right! β
He said to Leora, "Don't you remember when we looked at his stats, didn't I always find it weird? β
Leora said, "yes, what do you think of now?" β
Lucifer's eyes lit up, and he replied with the triumph of playing a board game and getting a powerful summon: "The contradiction is that his place of origin is Nicoo, and the first letter of the biological serial number is S, which meansβ"
Leola seemed to try to stop him from speaking, and glanced at him meaningfully, but Lucifer froze for a moment, tilting his head to look back at him, not knowing what it meant.
"Don't mind, it means he's a slave too. There is a hidden secret in the fact that the son of a slave on the planet "Dark Star", and even the son of a revolutionary, can climb the crystal staircase and become the first chairman of the second party of the Federation. β
Leora and Lucifer listened intently to her slow narration in a flat voice, and she was clearly trying to keep her composure.
"Rhaegar used extremely despicable methods to get everything he has now. When he was seventeen years old, he reported to Duke Nicoo, including the leaders of the Red Cult and the Iron Cross, who were arrested at the secret base. Nearly eighty people were executed in that informant, and his father was the first to enter the gasification chamber. And my father, a member of the Iron Cross, was sentenced to twenty-four years of hard labor. It is a little reassuring that he died in less than a month. They didn't manage to humiliate him for long. β
"I see," Leola said. More than 10 years ago, Metis once corresponded with me about a child from the Dark Star Rim who was able to enter the First University of the Empire because of some delicate political wrangling. She was a little wary of Perslin Rhaegar at the time, but she didn't expect that after all, it would be..."
He asked Babant, "What about Regina Yara?" I don't know much about her, I just know that she's a very clever killer. β
"Five years ago, I was the vice-captain of the Iron Cross, using disguise and skill to infiltrate the planet Castor in the Ba'on system, where he, Rhaeggar, was on a lecture tour.
"I infiltrated his hotel, and was about to kill him, but I was attacked by Regina, and this hand was given to me."
Leora heard a lot of unspeakable emotions: "That's it? β
Avoiding his keen gaze, he said, "Isn't it enough?" β
Leora stopped talking and sighed softly, "I think she may have hurt you more than that. Otherwise you wouldn't have such a deep hatred for her, and, your tattoosβ"
Babon interrupted Leola almost rudely: "Don't ask me about tattoos!" β
Leora is unaware that he is receiving a report from the Wanderer AI "Dust and Stardust". After a long while, he said: "Actually, all grievances and hatreds can be dealt with immediately." β
"You mean..."
"In another twenty minutes, we will reach the Feon system."
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Crossing the intersection of media and coming to a gravityless, lifeless, pure and cold "vacuum zone", Savant felt unprecedented joy for himself with his feet dangling in nothingness.
She looked at Leola beside her, who was leisurely and seemed to assimilate into the pure and clear environment.
After a moment, Leola opened her eyes.
"How? Still used to it? β
"Comfortable, comfortable, just not safe.
"Don't worry, I'll extradite you unscathed to Khor."
He pondered for a moment and said resolutely: "It's not that I feel insecure about my life, but that this empty, psychic sense of nothingness makes me wonder: after death, can the soul remain complete and not be divided?" β
Leora was silent for a moment, not answering.
"Lucifer will probably arrive at the predetermined coordinates in an instant!" β
"Hmm."
"I think he has a strong impatience with me."
"This is an eternal supergod that even I can't even imagine, and although he is vague, this little intergalactic opera is too pediatric for him. It really has nothing to do with you. β
"Not only that, but he is clearly unhappy that you have divided your mind into a human who is strange, unlikable, and prefers to stab you with harsh words."
"If you think so, then be whatever you want."
After a moment of silence, Leora suddenly said, "Are you ready?" β
"Huh?"
"Take my hand and don't be afraid."
"What are you going to do now?"
"Instantaneous particle movement."
"I have a question: you can do everything, so why rely on the Wanderer spaceship?"
Leora twitched the corners of her mouth: "Because, that makes me feel like I can rely on it and relate to it." β
With that, he squeezed Cavant's hand tightly. In an instant, the form turned into two high-speed light particles, breaking through the silent resistance and rushing towards the star Kell.
As soon as he looked up, Rhaegar saw two fluent and fast streaks of light passing from his sight. He stretched his stiff legs, and for a moment he felt an inexplicable revulsion at what he was doing.
"In the dark night sky, Nicoo's meteor always seems cold, resolute, and arbitrary, though it is so noble and white...
He slapped the bundles of papers on his desk, agitated by the sudden memories he had. At one point, he asked Jerna Hellaart to make him a drug that could freely manipulate his memories, but...