All living beings in hell

Chapter 95 The Queen Bee and Her Captain
I don’t know if it’s my illusion, but the sickle was snoring evenly on my knees, and I felt that the time around me seemed to be slowing down...very slowly...very slow...almost condensed into a solid state, and stopped there .

Time slowed down, but the thoughts in my head did not slow down at all, and the whole world played in front of my eyes like a slow motion movie.

The woman standing at the window closed the curtains and returned to the room.

I watched the curtains fluttering slowly, as if the curtains were caressing the tip of my nose.

I don't know what happened, but looking at the dozing kitten on my lap, I couldn't bear to wake him up.The afternoon passed so long that it almost seemed to me endless.I was squeezed out by the time here, and it seemed that only the purr of the kitten and the wind in my head were left in this empty city.

"Hello, are you writing?"

The moment of exclusivity was broken, and I turned to see a humanoid creature in a bizarre space suit watching me from the deserted street.

"I am writing, you are...?"

The humanoid bowed deeply, drew a "T" shape on its chest, and pointed to the sky.As soon as I looked up to the sky, I felt a strong gravitational force that forced my whole body to vacate.The sickle on the knee woke up, meowed twice, and moved its limbs as if swimming in the air.

"My lord, I have offended you so much, please forgive me."

"What? What are you?"

Before we finished speaking, a strong push back came suddenly, and Lian and I screamed and sprinted towards the sky.

When I opened my eyes again, I was in a blue and white rotunda surrounded by transparent floor-to-ceiling windows.There is no dizziness in the head, and no discomfort in the body.

Time resumed its normal flow, and the world before my eyes no longer played in slow motion.

"Oh my god, the writer, come and see!"

Sickle has turned into the appearance of a boy with cat ears, lying on the side of the floor-to-ceiling window watching the meteorite floating outside.

Wait, meteorite?I'm... I'm in outer space?
I was lying next to the sickle, the earth was under our feet, the beautiful azure planet was wrapped in white clouds, emitting a layer of purple halo under the sun's shroud.

The automatic door behind him opened, and two waiters in spacesuits came in and bowed respectfully. They bowed at the same time and said in unison: "My lord, the captain has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Captain? Who is the captain? Where is this place?"

The two waiters are like programmed robots, their tone of voice, movements, and gestures are all exactly the same.People can't help but question why two people should do what one person can do at the same time?

"Please come with us." The waiter turned around and left after saying that. Lian and I glanced at each other and followed quickly.

Outside the hall is a long corridor, two waiters are walking on the left and right sides of me and Lianze, only one step ahead of us.More like a bodyguard than a guide.

"This is an exploration spacecraft from the planet Abraca. We have been on the periphery of the earth for a long time." The two waiters began to answer my question in unison, like the left and right voices.

"Who is your captain?"

"Pioneer Special Agent of the Intelligence Bureau of Planet Abraca."

As I asked, I looked at this corridor. The corners of the walls were all treated with the same arc as the shadowless wall, and they were made of non-reflective pure white material, which made me hallucinate for a moment, thinking that I was walking in the void.

"What are you doing on the outskirts of the Earth?"

"That question will be better answered by M. Jean Rivester himself."

"Jean? Is Jean your captain?"

"We're here, two adults."

The front was still white, and no door could be seen.The waiter drew a "T" on his chest, and the two put their palms on the white wall in front of them at the same time.The white wall melted like water, and the melted edge glowed blue.

"Writing, I finally see you."

The figure in the gold-rimmed long white robe turned around. His figure was very tall, his silver-white skin was covered with tattoo-like runes, his eyes had no distinction between pupils and whites, they were completely green, like a whole Emerald.

"Are you the captain?"

"Welcome to the 'Queen Bee', I'm Jean Riveste, nice to meet you," Jean took my hand hard, his hand was huge, one hand was big enough to wrap two of my fists , "And the kid next to you is also welcome."

"I'm not a child! My name is Lian Ze, meow."

Kale turned his ears back somewhat dissatisfied.

"I don't know, Mr. Writer, you still have cats?" Jean asked.

"I'm not raised by him! I got here out of nowhere! I was just taking a nap!"

"That's it," Jean looked at the sickle, and stroked his strong chin, "It seems that my subordinates made a mistake, and this will send you back to Earth."

"It's all here, let your subordinates take me around!" Lian Ze's tone was also unceremonious.

Jean looked at the kitten and became interested: "Okay, then I will take you around the universe for fun, how about kitten?"

"That's almost it!"

I looked at Kamazaru's willful appearance and felt a little admirable.The cat demon who made such a bold request with the aliens probably belongs to the first place.

Jean gave the sickle to an attendant, and then sat down with me at the tea table in his office—actually it was not a tea table, but just sitting on the floor. There was a raised cube on the ground, and a cube was placed on it. A small plate similar to an ashtray.

Jean took out a slender vaporizer like an electronic cigarette from his pocket, and began to puff.

"You must have a lot of confusion in writing, but we have limited time, so I allow you to ask a question."

"Why are you in such a hurry to see me?"

"The earth is changing dramatically, you know it."

"Yes."

"Every dimension is paying attention to this matter, and you know this matter."

"Yes."

"We need some... people working like you, as many as possible, to send a signal to Earth."

"Let me understand that workers like me as 'communication bridges' between the two dimensions use our work to send certain messages to Earth that will serve your purposes."

Jean took a big puff of smoke and smiled: "Yes, you are very smart to write, and you didn't ask any more questions."

"Next step, I need to know your next step."

"This is something we are still deciding on, and this matter requires your participation."

His thin smoke stopped in the air, as if waiting for my reply.I didn't know what to say, so I kept my mouth shut.

"Of course you have the right to refuse this matter, but I want you to take a look before making a decision."

"Since you don't have much time, don't waste it."

Jean smiled and put the thin cigarette back inside his coat, stood up, and drew a "T" in the air.

A white latex paint-like liquid suddenly gushed out from the originally empty office floor. The liquid piled up and solidified, forming a huge round conference table.There are twelve high-back chairs around the conference table.

"Stand behind me and watch, once you sit in this chair, you join the meeting."

I paced around the round table observing.

Jean sat on a chair, and holographic images of eleven different human figures appeared on the remaining eleven chairs.

(End of this chapter)