I want to embrace the moon for nine days

In the fresh and spacious conference hall covering an area of ​​500 square meters, thirteen huge screens are hung in the air.

The technicians who were busy coming and going in the entire conference hall and the surrounding corridors and rooms all looked humble and insignificant against the backdrop of these screens.

It was still raining outside today. When a large group of people, still wet from the rain, rushed in, the busy employees couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Most of these intruders were wrapped in bandages. The sweet smell of blood mixed with the smell of rain, steel, and gunpowder mixed together to create a very uncomfortable feeling.

Even though their injuries had been treated urgently and were recovering rapidly, all of them looked very unhappy.

The leader of the intruders was a woman wearing a gray crow headdress and a black combat uniform, but with a row of pens on her waist.

When her thin, pale fingers stroked the pens, she looked like a veteran with three or four hundred years of combat experience, stroking her service pistol.

No one spoke, and five minutes passed in the entire hall as if dead.

Until the thirteen rectangular screens in the air lit up one after another, revealing figures of humans, vultures, white wolves, six-eyed people, and multi-armed people.

"Professor Bai Ya, you have repeatedly requested to meet with our thirteen decision-makers and used some inappropriate language to threaten our staff. Now that we have given you the face of the Yuejiu Branch of the Zhengshi Academy, we hope you will not make this meeting worthless."

These people are the current decision makers of thirteen large companies. Although they were born into different races and some of them have a reputation for brutality, their manners and dress are all decent.

When their upper bodies appeared on this huge screen, they expressed a sense of noble oppression, making people feel ashamed of themselves.

Professor Bai Ya looked at these people coldly. Although he had to look up, his slightly hoarse tone seemed very firm.

"I'm warning you all. The situation in the Xiangyang Metropolis is on the verge of getting out of control. If you continue to block the news and weaken the impact of this disaster, it is very likely to cause a disaster that affects the entire First Moon Continent."

"I represent the opinions of all action teams in the current metropolitan cluster and ask you to immediately notify the United Government Decision-making Office and dispatch the Dimension Corps to deal with this disaster."

Her first paragraph caused the thirteen decision-makers to express varying degrees of dissatisfaction.

The president of Changkong Group immediately said: "We invited people from all walks of life to come here to solve the problem, not to listen to your opinions that will make things worse."

"This city has cost us thirteen parties a lot of hard work. We must not let it be easily destroyed by the brutal artillery fire of the Dimension Legion."

The Xiangyang urban cluster in the first month of Lu is in a special location.

At the beginning, when the various forces in the Xuanyuan Dimension were preparing to develop the moon, the technology was not yet mature, and various spacecraft fleets not only needed to refuel in the middle of the journey, but also basically needed to be repaired.

Therefore, it is best to build the first space port in a place that has abundant resources and can be mined on-site to supply multiple large-scale repair plants.

Xiangyang Urban Agglomeration was selected and developed under such circumstances. It is an entire circular mountain range area.

However, over the past hundreds of years, with the advancement of technology, more and more forces have taken root directly on various moons, and they naturally prefer to build ports within their own territories.

With the increase of small and medium-sized ports, the status of Xiangyang Urban Agglomeration has gradually declined, and it has gradually become an old metropolitan area whose significance as a historical city is greater than its practical significance.

The people who still live here are basically the descendants of space workers, and they do not have the foundation to renovate the city and promote development.

However, as time went on, the fact that there were no aristocrats occupying land within the Xiangyang urban agglomeration actually became an advantage.

Thirteen companies, led by Changkong Group, set their sights on the Xiangyang urban agglomeration six years ago.

The basic facilities are relatively complete, there is an abundance of cheap labor, the local people are relatively easy to control, and there is no connection or background in the coalition government, so demolition planning is easy to complete.

Therefore, they vigorously attracted investment, started a large project here, constructed a park, and prepared to renovate it into a new den of money.

Over the past six years, the construction progress of these development parks has been quite good, and the framework of the eastern half of the urban agglomeration's core area has been re-established.

The investment has already been made, and in two to three years, we will be able to open for business and collect profits.

It was at this time that a disaster like the hatred of creation occurred.

The president of Shisanfang has been very annoyed in recent days.

“This is not an opinion, but a notice.”

Professor Bai Ya pulled out a pen and flicked off the cap. At the same time, a new screen was projected in the air, with green analytical data flowing like a waterfall.

"This is our analysis report. If you continue to delay, in five days, you will be unable to contain the trend of the expansion of the Creator's hatred. By then, their power will form a closed encirclement, and all citizens within the encirclement will be stained with marks."

"If we wait until that day to call upon the Dimension Legion, it will be impossible to effectively relocate the citizens. The biggest possibility is that the buildings and the citizens will be destroyed together."

"When the time comes to hold you accountable, will you be able to bear the consequences?"

Not far behind Professor Bai Ya, there was a tall old tree man, leaning on a cane, with most of his beard burnt. He also said in a deep voice: "You'd better weigh which situation will cause greater losses."

Among the thirteen representatives, someone immediately recognized that this old tree man was not a volunteer like Professor Bai Ya and the others, but a disaster management expert hired by Changkong Group at a high price.

He clearly came here after receiving the money, but he was actually hanging out with Bai Ya!
Representative Changkong was secretly annoyed, but he was patient and read the analysis data in detail.

The representatives of the thirteen companies were able to reach such a position, so they naturally had the skills and abilities to be able to tell whether the data was falsified or not.

After reading it, they had to admit that although Bai Ya's words were harsh, his data analysis was very pertinent.

"In fact, we are also actively seeking the best solution."

The words of the Changkong representative softened a little, "You should know that our Changkong Group has a deep relationship with a god of the Fushou God System."

"We have been trying every possible way to contact the Lord God, and we have received a relatively positive response. In two months, he will have time to deal with this matter."

The old tree man paused vigorously with his cane, and the sound of hard wood hitting the floor echoed in the empty hall.

"Two months, two months!"

The few leaves on the old tree man's head trembled with anger. "Tell me how to extend five days into two months."

"You thirteen guys who escaped, are you going to come back and fight alongside us?"

The Changkong representative said unhappily: "We just have other things to deal with..."

"Then I withdraw from this matter."

Professor Bai Ya suddenly said, "I didn't take any benefits from you. My students still suffered losses here. I have the reasonable right to withdraw at any time and take the remaining students with me."

The blue-skinned six-eyed representative hummed, "How can the professor guarantee that you won't report this matter to the Decision-making Office in advance after you leave?"

There are no fools here. Bai Ya had been seriously injured many times before, but she never left. Now she suddenly wants to leave. Everyone knows what she is planning.

"Hehehehe!"

Professor Bai Ya glanced at these people and laughed, "Why, are you going to kill a professor who has met with the president of the Zhengshi College in order to eliminate hidden dangers?"

Representative Changkong quickly said: "The professor can recuperate here until the incident is over."

"As for how to delay the situation until two months later, I have my own plan."

He smiled calmly, "During this period of time, our thirteen families have been arguing with the local government and borrowing their security forces."

"We can make a joint commitment that within three days, a large number of members of the security forces will be transported to the Xiangyang Metropolis Group."

"As long as there are members of the security forces who continue to fight against the incited creatures and offset their hatred, the speed at which the hatred of the creatures spreads will be slowed down."

As soon as these words were spoken, some people in the crowd behind Bai Ya showed signs of being moved, as if they thought this was also a solution.

Bai Ya's expression turned cold: "You want them to die?"

The security forces and the Dimension Legion are not at the same level of troops at all.

Not only are the security forces much worse equipped, but among their members, there is hardly any one who has reached the fourth level of true cultivation.

They only deal with regional conflicts and provide disaster relief when faced with some small-scale natural disasters.

In many places, members of the security forces even serve as local security stations. What they do on a daily basis is just handling criminal cases and tracking down illegal smuggling.

Letting the security forces intervene in the current situation in the Xiangyang urban cluster would be like adding fuel to the fire and would be tantamount to committing suicide.

"Professor Bai Ya, you are being unreasonable."

Representative Changkong said, "As long as the security forces are mobilized, the number of their deaths will definitely be much smaller than the total number of deaths in the Xiangyang Metropolitan Area if they don't come." "This is the difference between hundreds of thousands and tens of millions. Moreover, given their status, it will be enough to give them some compensation afterwards. It will be much easier to handle public opinion. I will send people to portray those who participated in the war as heroes. The Hatred of Creation deserves death and should bear all the infamy, and everything else can be covered up."

As Representative Changkong was speaking, he became quite pleased with his ingenious idea and could not help but smile, before making a final comment.

"After all, they are members of the security forces, and they all have the obligation to die in battle."

Professor Bai Ya stared at the huge screen, and the pen in his hand was crushed on the spot.

She had long realized that the way professors and students in the college think is very different from those on the other side.

But she didn't expect that the knowledge she had gained from the Internet and books was still too superficial. Today she was able to witness the diversity of biological species with her own eyes.

These thirteen guys...

"Have you ever thought about how you are going to die, you thirteen guys?"

Professor Bai Ya almost thought she had spoken her true feelings, but she was cold-blooded by nature and would not vent her emotions uselessly.

Because the true bodies of these thirteen representatives are not here at all. What they see in front of them is just a screen and a signal. No matter how many harsh words they say, it is meaningless.

She turned around and found two more people standing at the door of the hall.

One of them was someone she was very familiar with, the dean of the Yuejiu Branch of the Zhengshi Academy, Haqishi.

But the dean of the branch was now half a body length behind, and the person who had just spoken was another person.

The man had white eyebrows and hair, and a robe as white as snow. He looked young, but his aura was extremely vicissitudes of life.

"Huh, Dean?"

One of the thirteen representatives recognized Hatzis and asked in a questioning tone, "You didn't submit a report to us, so how come you are in the meeting hall of our thirteen jointly certified companies?"

"And the person next to you actually said such rude words to our Thirteen Group."

"This is already a serious case of provoking disturbances. It is a serious crime, crime, crime, crime, crime..."

The multi-armed president who started the question suddenly became strange in his voice when he spoke the last part, and he kept repeating the last word.

The tone of his voice was stretched out very long, became extremely sharp, and finally turned into a scream of terror.

The other twelve representatives all saw that the large screen where the multi-armed president was located was distorted violently.

The colorful blocks suddenly expanded outwards, bulged crookedly, and then suddenly sank in without any regular pattern.

The large and small bumps converge into a colorful vortex that makes people want to vomit and feel extremely uncomfortable.

Every color in the vortex is extremely gorgeous and rich. At the bottom of the vortex, it seems to be stretched to a distant and immeasurable place.

But it is not trying to absorb people from outside the screen. On the contrary, this extremely narrow vortex channel is swallowing and dragging things from the distant end.

The speed of this dragging is so fast that it is almost unimaginable.

But when the other twelve representatives realized this, they no longer had to guess what had happened to the multi-armed president.

Sitting on a resort beach, sitting in your own manor, sitting by the window of a spaceship...

No matter where they sit at this moment, there is a screen in front of them showing the scene inside the meeting hall.

And now, they all felt that their faces were suddenly grabbed by a huge pulling force, pulled and deformed, and pulled into the screen.

Everyone felt like they had turned into a dough, or even a pile of mud, being squeezed and stirred at a very fast speed, and finally being stretched and stretched!

After the pain reached a certain extreme limit, they suddenly calmed down again.

Because now, they have been stretched to the limits of their consciousness, and the speed of movement is so fast that they can hardly react.

Every thought that makes up the mind seems to be separated by a very long distance, and cannot be connected at all, and cannot perceive any changes in the outside world.

In the meeting hall of Xiangyang Urban Cluster.

Su Hanshan's brows were grim. He raised his hands, bent his fingers, and reached into the air.

The thirteen large screens in the air all turned into violently shaking colorful whirlpools, and screams of pain like ghosts and wolves howling came from them.

The screams were long and lasted for more than sixty seconds.

When all the staff were in panic, they felt that they were somewhat adapted to the situation.

Su Hanshan pulled his hands downwards, and thirteen large screens tilted at the same time.

Boom boom boom boom boom! ! !

Thirteen figures rushed out from the screen one after another and smashed fiercely to the ground.

Large pieces of material on the ground were smashed into pieces, and dust rose everywhere.

Behind every figure that fell into the pit, there were layers of afterimages, which were clinging to them and merging into one.

But, even after the final fusion, these thirteen figures were still in a somewhat transparent state, lying on the ground twitching and twisting, unable to get up.

"It's the soul!"

The old tree man was horrified. "Their souls were all sucked here. But if they are souls, why didn't they penetrate through when they hit the ground? Instead, they suffered secondary damage like a physical body?"

The experts next to him were also so frightened that their pupils were trembling.

Someone's lips trembled again and again, and he said in a dreamy voice: "God, these thirteen representatives are not on the moon at all. This person was able to capture them all at once."

"You still care, why can he allow these souls to be hurt a second time?!!"

Professor Bai Ya looked at the thirteen souls for a long time in silence.

Both of Haqishi's ears stood up, and he was obviously a little surprised.

"Your Excellency Bai Hai, you are... you have just gathered a little bit of the concept of God, but you actually have such a method?"

"It's just a trick. Although they are not on the moon, they are still in the Xuanyuan dimension."

Su Hanshan said calmly, "I am only influencing their souls through the screen, so that their souls will be transformed into a form similar to electrical signals and extracted along the signal of the previous video contact."

"If you tell it bluntly, it's not worth mentioning."

God, it's not worth mentioning!
Haqishi couldn't help but pull his dog mouth.

These thirteen presidents are by no means weaklings. Five of them have fifth-level cultivation, and the rest are mostly at the peak of fourth level.

Although they did not activate the colonial suits, such a large group's video communication would definitely be protected by layers of spiritual technology to filter the signals and prevent mental intrusion from other spiritual practitioners.

Su Hanshan raised his hand and grabbed it across the screen.

It tore apart the spiritual signal protection methods of thirteen large groups targeting their decision makers.

It tore apart the stress-type protective equipment they were wearing, and tore apart all the protective nets at the soul and spirit level!
The principle that Su Hanshan mentioned just now is just a step after tearing all this apart.

Xuan means whirlpool and distant.

The so-called mysterious ancient times means that it is unfathomable deep, and the swirling force is irresistible, just like a huge whirlpool that leads directly to ancient times!
Su Hanshan's Xuan Gu Yong Shou Zhengang contains the seven stars of Xuanwu, which is the symbol of the heaviest and best swallowing among the four symbols and twenty-eight stars.

Xuan Gu was furious, and he searched the heaven and earth extensively, devouring all the bandit chiefs, leaving them with no place to stand and nowhere to escape!
"Just now, I heard this unjust person talking about his duty here. He is really shameless."

Su Hanshan folded his hands into his sleeves, his demeanor was noble, indifferent and calm, but the words he said could not be disobeyed.

"I think these thirteen parties have missed the opportunity to fight, and their crimes are extremely serious. In terms of duty, we really have the obligation to make sure that the thirteen of them are cut into pieces."

"Just capture them and make them serve as cannon fodder. Use them to death. Use them until they die. Let me see how deep the hatred of creation here is!"

(End of this chapter)