Double Moon

After a while, we came to a not too broad and cozy room with beautiful wall art. It was full of game accessories. There were different game consoles in this room; high-end monitors, helmets (head-mounted display devices) used in playing a virtual game, and other things. There were also optically head-mounted display devices (OHMD). All these game equipment or accessories were majestic and majestic. The gaming recliner chair was clothing to the broken soul. The room's lighting was dim (RGB) light. The speakers there were all high-end without cords. Furthermore, they soundproofed the room beautifully.

Even when we entered the room, Jin Feng was busy with a racing game. I don't know if people gave him his licenses through games or model driving? At this moment, Chang Jiao picked up a little red remote control. She effortlessly struck the button to bring the spirit of Jin Feng back. The oblivious virtual world had finally eaten his suffering spirit. At the same time, the lighting became clear. Everything in the room became as clear as the sun.

"Madam?"Jin Feng called out, confused and surprised. In fact, he wanted to erupt with God's fury for his short-driven fun; however, where did he get the chance to breathe when he saw her lord. He panicked slightly as he quickly got out of his recliner chair.

"You say—my father has a mini spaceship, right?" Chang Jiao asked directly.

However, Jin Feng frowned upon hearing this (Ching Yanay frowned too). It was either a conspiracy or a piece of high-profile information that Chang Jiao was not supposed to know. In fact, it was a chunk of information that I was not allowed to hear. After all, I was not with them, albeit not against them for now. So it was understandable to be cautious around me. Of course, Chang Jiao didn't think so.

"My lady, where did you get such unreliable information?" Jin Feng deceitfully feigned ignorance with a shallow smile that covered his eyes all the way. He originally had small eyes and was fat. So if he smiled deeply and sharply, his eyes would automatically close.

"Oh? I see; my father is now unreliable." Chang Jiao teased. However, this joke was a ghost—it struck Jin Feng like lightning as his back began to heave sweat. He was cold, albeit in the warm house.

"Please don't interpret it that way. We indeed have such a thing." Jin Feng finally admitted. He was about to be choked dead—only God helped him.

"What things," Chang Jiao kept pumping him—she was relentless.

"The rocket spaceship that you speak of." Whether he was a nail on the door or door on the spike—there was no different; she had manipulated him.

At this moment, Chang Jiao smiled widely like an elegant demon. She was satisfied with stirring the mind of that fellow. Anyway, (in reality) he was also the one that gave that unreliable information—but saying that now was like nailing myself on the cross. After all, that guy can directly deny it. "prepare yourself. We will need your help in the future to pick up someone at a critical moment. Remember, I am speaking for my father, and you don't need to be bothered. In addition, this should be a secret.

(With all things set) I began to explain everything to the fat Jin Feng. I directly gave up on some of the details to be given at the right moment. After we had arranged everything, we left. Just outside, I reminded: "Junior sister, go inform your dad about it. So that he will know what to do and the resources he would give to me. Also, I kept hearing you say, we. There is no we (I don't want you hurt). So I will either go alone or with other people so arrange the things I asked you and await my good news."

Even if Chang Jiao was unwilling, she still nodded (at least in front of me). But what she would do in my absence was still unclear. She might even sneakily enter the ship in order to hug the fun. Well, this was barely a concern now.

Hefei's town became busy: movement to and fro. Preparation became immense, secretly and openly. At the same time, shadows began to move to and fro: good and terrible; betrayal and responsibility, and finally, love and hate—everyone's watchful.

Northern death.

In a large mountainous area, the insect sang loudly. There was a blood formation covering the whole expanse of the mountain. (Apart from the humming insects) there was a shadow that sat motionless and expressionless. This person was Hiu Ning. She showed her cold demeanor in her quietness. In fact, looking at that profile with a red dress, anyone would understand she was proud and high class. Previously, Hui Ning went crazy, and she became more temperamental because (of the death) of his partner, Deiwei Cheng. Then, Chi An killed Deiwei Cheng on the pedestal of survival—he must succeed or take more people with him to his grave; however, during those grave moments, Hiu Ning (lost control, lost her mind, and lost her bearing). She began to disturb the neighborhood. No, it was, in fact, the whole country—this person went wild. She wanted to make anything related to Chi An go extinct. But obviously, she was not enough to make it happen. So, in her wildness, her father felt a bad premonition. He locked her up. Even now, the remnant of that madness still lingered. After all, she had not succeeded in killing people, but she lost a lot, and the most annoying part for her was that those people were living well and cozy. She knew she would make them pay one day, but she had not been allowed to do so.

Hui Ning didn't want to be bothered with anything except something that would make her excel in her revenge. Obviously, she had not thought far as to how she would grab this strength with her bare hand and cover the shining sun with nothing but her breath. It must be possible, she knew, but the fatal reality was that the chances of gaining such strength rarely exist. At this moment, the wind whizzed and stopped. In fact, after that short-lived noise came many noises like the chirping of insects. They won't just shut up. No one understood whether the 'they' were the buzzing insects around her or her wild thoughts.. While she was in deep thinking about her rancor—the last thing she wanted was a useless thing that won't either add value to her life or give her the benefit of peace.