The officer's lounge was completely quiet, and Sylvia's soft and gentle breathing could be heard clearly. After a long time, my elder sister said with some sense of loss: "That girl, did she really leave this time?"
I was silent for a while, looked at the iǎ table next to me, and nodded slowly.
On the table next to it, bag of chips, orange peel, coke can, cake crumbs, chocolate, a Rubik's Cube twisted in half, and a...
My heart is heavy, she was almost able to hit +3 wind armor - it is not easy to send away the master who can last two and a half hours.
I just don’t know if there are similar dark histories in other farewell stories that have been handed down to this day, such as Jing Ke and Prince Dan who are windy and cold. In the half an hour after Kezi left, Prince Dan waited for the other party to disappear from the horizon with his entangled eyes. He couldn't turn his head and say to his subordinates: "It seems that he will have to wait for a long time to pass the toll booth." Shall we go back first?"...
How many shy people have been saved by this toll booth now.
"I think... Bella Villa seems to be a good person."
Seeing that we didn't speak much, Qianqian scratched his cheeks and muttered, "Although we were enemies before... But if we can meet again, maybe we can be friends."
Qianqian has a very good intuition about the relationship between people, and her sometimes seemingly naive way of judging has amazing accuracy. Regarding this girl's evaluation of Bella Villa, we more or less agree.
After recovering her original character, even if she still pretends to be indifferent, we can still feel her character in her bones, which is not bad. A very frank guy, maybe it has something to do with past experience, this kind of trying to hide the awkwardness of her original personality has also become her very short contact in a few hours. Gained a whole new understanding for the daughter of "Sister Bella Villa".
Perhaps in the age of the fallen apostles, she also had a little truth in her concern for Hueska
"It's a pity that she only woke up for such a short time, and we still have a lot of questions that we haven't figured out." Sandora's tone was a little disappointed, after finally finding a key person who might know all the truth, but so She was about to leave, which annoyed Sandora, who had a high sense of responsibility to the empire. During the tangled two hours of Bella Villa's "return to the light", she kept asking about the catastrophe and depravity. Regarding the matter of the apostle's actions, it's a pity that there is nothing more to say about the first question. The second question - Bella Villa has been a big boss for many years, where do you ask her to find first-hand information
To be honest, if it weren't for Sandora's interference, Bella Villa might really be able to play the Wind Armor, plus three.
"Don't be too demanding, we know enough today," I patted Sandora on the shoulder, "And the only few hours of real waking time in Bella Villa's millions of years have been used to confess to you In other words, it's not easy for her."
While we were talking, Sylvia, who was sleeping on the surface but was actually switching operating systems, woke up slowly, slowly opened her eyes, looked around us in confusion, and then said timidly: : "Everyone—why are you looking at me—"
Hearing this sloppy speech, Sylvia came back completely.
"How do you feel now?"
I hastily stopped the slow movement of wanting to sit up, and first confirmed that there is no problem with Yin, who had used his original energy in a daze.
Sylvia looked down at her body, stretched out her hand and slowly held it and then let go: "I'm fine—she fell asleep again?"
We were stunned at the same time, and half a dozen people said in unison: "Do you know what happened?"
Sylvia shrank her neck: "I know-I remember-"
But your expression doesn't mean that you just experienced a strong wind, does it? My face has collapsed several times in the past twenty-four hours, how dare you, a silver mole who suddenly knows everything, be so calm? !
The elder sister asked with concern: "Sylvia, do you understand those things? The Archives, Bella Villa, the Empire, and... everything in your mind right now."
Sylvia thought for a long time, then nodded slowly: "Understood, I understand."
The situation was a bit unexpected, the girl we had always wanted to keep out of the matter was finally involved, and she was able to understand what happened to her, that is to say, Sylvia already understood everything about the Xiling Empire!
So what's her plan
"Plan?" Sylvia looked at me without blinking, and then said naturally, "I want to go home—the dessert shop hasn't opened for a long time, and the children must be waiting impatiently."
That's it
We looked at each other and saw the absolute seriousness on Sylvia's face before we were finally convinced: that's all!
How should I put it... Sylvia, your brain is really a fortress! It is the logic of a sage to return to the basics to such an extent! How about saying that there is only one step between a saint and a fool, Sylvia, you are not the latter, right
"Okay, okay, go home," I didn't know whether to cry or laugh, I pressed Sylvia's head like comforting a child, with a strange expression, "We have settled the world in the past few days Just set sail and go home, don’t think about the affairs of the empire, now that you are honorably retired, just give us active duty headaches.”
Sylvia immediately showed a happy expression, then frowned suddenly, and said bitterly: "Also, there seems to be something wrong with my body: I feel my stomach is bloated!"
Everyone: "..."
I really don't know how to explain to her how much Bella Vila ate with this body just now... But Sylvia, take advantage of it, if you want a master like Sandora to control your body, At this time, you have been sent to rescue for several rounds.
Just when I was still silently feeling how a former imperial queen who was so energetic before disappearing could cause trouble, I suddenly felt a slight movement in my chest pocket, and then, a certain person who was leaving the archives I had eaten enough candies when I fell asleep, and now the iǎ not a bit nv god poked her head out from the inside, looked at the surrounding atmosphere, and iǎ carefully grabbed the button of my neckline: "Ah Jun, the atmosphere is so strange , but Ding Dong is hungry, when will we eat?"
Where did all those candies you ate earlier go? !
Looking at the iǎ thing in front of me, which is spreading the wrinkled wings of sleep on the table one by one, and carefully flattening it with my hands, I immediately remembered Sandora's emotion just now, about treating the wisdom accumulated in the endless years of the Protoss as Apart from dullness, what I want to say is that I don't know when the dullness accumulated in the endless years of this iǎ thing will turn into wisdom...
"Speaking of which, Ding Dong, are you a god?"
Elder Sister reached out to hold the iǎnv God up, and asked thoughtfully.
"Of course! Ding Dong is very powerful! Don't look at the majesty of the gods!"
I say this sentence with more credibility than you, you know? And the wings on your back are curled up again, idiot!
My elder sister didn't care about Ding Dong's imposing manner that was seriously inconsistent with her speech, but turned her eyes to us: "Bella Villa asked us to ask the Protoss for help, what do you think?"
I glanced at Ding Dong, and then trembled all over: "For the future of the empire, I think we should work hard on our own!"
"I know she's unreliable, but it's okay to pass on a message," the elder sister dangled Ding Dong's wings in front of her eyes, making the latter giggle, "With the time concept of those gods, wait for them to take the initiative Contact us, I'm afraid it may be many years later, Ding, don't you still have a headache a few days ago, how to write this year's work report, why not write this discovery as a report, just like what Bella Villa said, I'm afraid Star Those great powers in the Void are the only true friends of the Empire in the Endless Void, and although they will not rely entirely on external forces, it is better to ask them to help investigate the remnants of the Empire in other places in the Void than to bury our heads like this?"
"This is a good idea," Sandora also nodded in agreement, "It now appears that the disaster that caused the empire to sleep was more serious than we expected, and the Xiling Empire, which was originally the most powerful force in the abyss, has become The former is the biggest maker, and the entire race has been transformed into an abyss. God knows how much harm such an event has caused. I am afraid that the gods are also confused by those sudden catastrophic events. After all, although the power of the gods is vast, due to the peace agreement between the top civilizations, they have little understanding of the situation in the empire's ruled area, and due to the special nature of the abyss, the world polluted by it will soon self-destruct. The remnants of the empire may have disappeared in the years after the catastrophe, and even if the Protoss conducts investigations, they will not be able to find the truth of the year... It’s just that it’s a bit embarrassing to tell such a truth.”
"The iǎpo boy who caused a catastrophe needs to ask his elder sister to admit his mistakes. Before I was ten years old, I often felt similar struggles."
"Ah Jun, you summed it up very well." Sandora sighed sincerely.
The elder sister covered her lips and smiled softly: "Hehe, it seems that my sister's strict family education back then has left a deep memory on my precious brother."
How fast I reacted. At that time, my expression was as if I was reporting to the chief: "That is a precious memory for my whole life!"
Fortunately, my elder sister just gave me a sideways glance, and then started to get down to business. She grabbed Ding Dong and explained the current situation to the iǎ things who were still confused, such as the reason why the empire fell asleep, and we needed the help of the Protoss to investigate the subsequent impact of that incident The situation, but looking at iǎ thing with a confused face and desperately taking notes in an iǎ notebook, I am afraid that the workload of my elder sister will be very heavy.
"Okay, you can just send this note up intact." After more than ten minutes, the older sister waved her hand dryly, "Remember to add this sentence: about the disaster caused by the disaster. For the consequences, the empire will take responsibility on its own, and the only thing that needs the help of the gods is to investigate the world that was affected at that time, well, that's enough."
"'... that's it,' that's it! Jingle has it all written down!"
iǎthing proudly announced holding a notebook.
This idiot definitely remembers too much!
Speaking from the bottom of my heart, I am now full of doubts about whether Ding Dong can take on the responsibility of this communication, but since this guy is the only Protoss spokesperson on our side, we can only make do with it.
At this moment, the radio on the ship suddenly rang. It turned out that the Admiral Empire and its escort team had left the FTL state, and now they were about to join the rebel army. All of us had to go to the bridge to prepare to meet with the rebels. We communicated face to face.
The Admiral of the Empire came back early, and the Death Star fleet is still slowly recharging for the space jump on the way. Anyway, the war is over, so let the big guy take it slow.
When I came to the bridge of the Admiral Empire, it was already in the state of preparation for the fleet to stop pushing. Although it still looked busy, a relaxed atmosphere still lingered in the hall. Since it was a ceremony to declare victory, West Weiss has already changed into a military uniform specially prepared for this kind of scene, even Raven 001 and Vega are no exception, and next to the three of them, I saw a new face.
"Aura, are you still used to it?"
I went forward and greeted the girl I just picked up... Well, the leader bee, the other party still had the appearance of a machine girl, with a metallic battle uniform, six wings hanging down behind her back, and a mask that covered most of her face. A high-tech visor, she's dressed exactly the same as when she first met her, except that the logo on her shoulders has been replaced by our military insignia.
Aura, who has long hair almost as long as her body, didn't seem to expect that I would take the initiative to talk to her. She froze for a moment, then nodded slightly: "I have adapted to the situation well, and I have established a mental connection with other commanders and entered the working state."
The chief bee's way of speaking... Forget it, I'm used to it, so I can only get used to it.
I heard from Sandora that the chief bee is a very unique Xiling unit. She did not explain the reason clearly, but the way of thinking of this Xiling unit is indeed different from most apostles, and even many Xiling apostles have I don't know what these leader bees are thinking. They look mechanical and dull, just like the low-level i without personality templates, but in action, each leader bee can show extremely high intelligence. At the same time, they are fighting The comrades-in-arms also often show real caring feelings, which makes this group of bees the most maverick among the apostles of Xiling. Machinery and personality, indifference and concern are miraculously blended together. Shaoxiling Social Psychologist - I don't know if they have this profession.
"Your Majesty, establish a connection with the Rebel Command Channel, and they sent us a welcome message."
The intelligence officer’s voice interrupted my conversation with Ola. We straightened our expressions immediately, and stood in front of the officer’s platform. Our heights ranged from high to low. On my side was a standard spokesperson’s bust, to Pandora’s. When the sisters were with Lilina, there was only a black arc left in the camera... Well, these three girls decided to move the stool.
Although the battleship has not yet docked, the image of the leader of the rebel army has appeared on the holographic projection. They have been waiting for this moment for a long time.
The news of triumph has been communicated to these leaders through the high-level channel before, so most of those calm and vicissitudes of face have brought the joy of knowing the truth. The current communication should actually be regarded as a live broadcast. According to the plan, the empire and the resistance will The leaders of both the military and the military announced the good news of victory to the ordinary races all over the world, that is to say, hundreds of millions of eyes were actually watching this scene.
When iǎ I had dreamed about what I would look like on TV, but in the past two years, this dream has come true many times, thinking about my popular face and a group of real racial heroes on the same display On the screen, I read the announcement in front of an audience dozens of times the population of the earth, and I felt a pain in the ass. If popularity can be converted into combat power, I am afraid that I can defeat Long Aotian, who has thousands of army groups at this time. up.
But when Qianqian touched my arm secretly and muttered in a low voice: "Ah Jun, which TV station took advantage of this live broadcast?" After that, I immediately became less nervous.
This girl who is distracted anytime and anywhere is so good at adjusting the atmosphere.
Looking at the calm faces of the leaders of the rebel army who have gone through all kinds of hardships and hardships, imagining the hundreds of millions of expectant eyes watching this scene from places I can't see, I slightly closed my eyes, Opened again, it was peaceful, and Sandora and Sandra looked at each other, and the two spoke at the same time with the same heart:
"Heroes, it's time to cheer!"
Too many things have happened, and too many changes have been encountered. The mist on the road ahead of the empire has cleared, but more ruggedness has been revealed. If we want to tell these situations, I am afraid that we will not be able to tell them all day and night, but they are our own. The thing is, for those hard-nosed warriors who have lost everything but still hope, there is only one thing they care about, freedom, whether it has come or not.
Now you can cheer!
I don't know if the rebel warship erupted with carnival heat immediately after the communication was terminated, and whether the bonfires of celebration were immediately ignited in the colonies where the entire universe is still alive, and whether those admirable leaders I can finally show the smile that I haven’t seen for thousands of years. Those things have nothing to do with us. Now, what we have to think about is where the world should go, and where the rebels should go...
Time is cruel and the world is impermanent. Even the thousands of years in the eyes of Sandora are enough for these ordinary races to pass them down for generations. In this cage universe, only a small number of People are the unlucky ones who have just sailed in. They may have only stayed here for a few years. It is a very simple matter to send them back to their hometown, but what about the rest
Most of them have been stranded in this world for several generations, and even stayed here for tens of thousands of years like the Biberu family. Their entire concept of their hometown is only a word of mouth and some things that they don’t even understand. fragments of customs, and even the name of the hometown may have even dissipated into ashes with time long ago.
The Space-Time Administration has been preparing for today since a few days ago. The macro-world system allows us to locate the hometowns of these voyagers more easily, but the news gathered by the commissioners is not all good news. For example, the name left by the leader of an iǎ kingdom in the Southern Tian District when filling in the information of his hometown has been confirmed by the special commissioner of the Administration Bureau to be removed from the intelligent civilization as early as 237 years ago. Their entire race was destroyed in a battle Supernova—the kind of extinction that doesn't stir up even a little flower in a universe.
Now what we need to resettle is no longer a group of wanderers far away from their hometown, but a large group of homeless people. Aftermath, aftermath... The most complicated event in history, it really is not so easy to handle... A