Him and their stars

On a certain day in October of the year 832 of the Community, deep in the Milky Way, in a star field called the Spiral Cross Nebula, in an unknown space city, someone let out a long and sad sigh.

"It's so miserable. Are we really snakes? We were really pinned down and beaten by someone!" Now the lady's own hyper-beam communication projection is rolling around in a secret high-level conference room. Yelling loudly:

"Don't tell me again that we are playing a big game, and don't tell me that we have other plans. We just failed, and we just got beaten. The New World's plan is to lose everything, and all the cadres from the Thirteen Sides will be lost in one fell swoop. There are no more three! Even the conference room is full. Since the establishment of the organization, has there been such tragic casualties?"

"Yes. When it was first established, there were only three people left."

The person who answered could naturally only be the "past man" who was also one of the leaders of the alliance.

The Lord of Snakes was like a statue, sitting upright on a seat to the right of the main seat in the conference room. His whole person was shrouded in light and shadow that appeared from nowhere, and his body shape, appearance, and even... The races are all hidden in the shadows and cannot be seen at all. If he hadn't spoken, others wouldn't have even felt that his true body was here.

"There were also the era of change when the Alliance Kingship ended, the Nephi Unification War, and the Interstellar Age of Discovery. In these turbulent eras, the organization made every effort and sacrificed countless people to survive. The most tragic one was the Third Galaxy War. Well, even the 'future princes' of that generation were besieged to death by the Astral Knights. The base that had been in operation for thousands of years was turned into powder by the combined fleets of the Alliance and the Empire. This is how we changed the headquarters from the prosperous China The reason why Xu moved to this barren land."

His tone was full of patience and calmness, as if he was educating a preschooler.

"Haha, you really deserve to be called the 'past'. History is your specialty." Now the lady sneered: "So, we have an old relationship with the Elo people! No wonder we formed an alliance with them."

"It is Duke Future's intention to form an alliance with them, and this also follows the psychohistorical inference of the 'Great Prophet'." Duke Past continued in a serious tone of stating the facts.

"What a poor girl. She can predict history that has not happened yet, but she cannot predict her own destiny."

"Of course an individual's destiny will be affected by historical changes, but in many cases it also depends on personal struggle and the influence of clouds. This is impossible to infer. At least, I really can't imagine such a powerful force." Past public sighs He let out a sigh, seeming to be mourning the departure of an important member of the organization, but it was just a sigh.

However, he immediately changed the topic: "It's just that what I don't quite understand is why you want to help that little thing. This is not in line with what was agreed before."

"Because your approach is wrong. The 'little thing' you call is already the master of a special species. She already has countless possibilities. Your approach may kill her, but you will never be able to use her. Even It's more likely to promote her growth. By that time, we will have one less ally and one more enemy. 'In the past,' I was trying to fix the situation for you." The lady sneered.

"She can't control it." The past father-in-law's tone was calm, as if he was an emotionless robot.

"Count Salvin... no, the 'past' generation two hundred years ago left the swarm of insects and his daughter to us in the hope that we would protect her, educate her, and cooperate with her actions instead of controlling her."

"She can't control it." Past father-in-law repeated. However, although the content of the words is exactly the same, they seem to contain completely different meanings.

"Haha, can you control it? Since she was moisturized, the remaining bugs are more loyal than the officials and even those peripheral organizations if they are not executed."

When I think of this, the lady is now full of will-o'-the-wisps.

To be able to defect in the face of battle... Well, although he didn't actually defect, standing idly by means that his loyalty is not absolute, and naturally he is absolutely disloyal!

"I think you can give it a try." The old man's voice continued.

Now the lady looked at her colleague with a cold expression, took two deep breaths, and her tone became slightly calmer: "Yes, that's why the great dramatist died in the New World in such a confused way. He should have become a real artist. "

"This is his choice. I have warned him of the dangers." It was fair in the past.

"And the poor hunter, that gentleman's life is so inspiring! He should not have been fighting for the future of the Elor people in the unknown starry sky."

"He is not fighting for the Elo people, but for his own revenge." Gong Gong said again.

"However, he should obviously lead a real revenge in the empire instead of pretending to others. It is obvious that the Flemish people and the Sumi people are already rebelling, and even the Razakai people who have always just swallowed their anger after being bullied also held a The human rights march is clearly an era where he can do a lot."

"The Flemish and Sumi people are rebelling every day." In the past, Gongyi's pronunciation was always smooth and smooth: "And it's your fault."

"Now" the lady thinks, if I am not here, this is a communication projection, I will blow your head off now.

But at this time, a reminder bell rang in the conference room, and then the door to the scene opened directly.

The three people walked into the conference room one after another, saluted slightly to the real body of the "past man" and the projection of the "present lady", and then walked to their respective seats. When they had just sat down, holographic projections of the same height also appeared on the other seats. Naturally, these companions could not arrive in time, so they had to go online remotely.

As a result, the top leaders of the interstellar terrorist organization, the oldest interstellar terrorist organization in the history of the entire galaxy, even older than the Alliance Unified Government and the Imperial Dawn Dynasty, "arrived" again. Even if the person is not there, at least the communication is there.

Of course, Shenlong's "Future Lord" has always had to maintain his own persona, so he was naturally not present, and everyone is used to this.

However, what made the people present feel a little sad and sad was that there were still three vacancies in the chairs in the conference room. I remember this was the first time in thirty years.

Of course, the "past" father and the "present" lady have also stopped arguing, and both have returned to sitting upright and dignified. In front of their subordinates, they should still maintain the dignity of mentors and leaders.

"All things have animism, and all spirits are real. All things..." The "Past Master", whose figure was covered by hazy light and shadow, nodded slightly to everyone and recited aloud the final poem about the appearance of the snake heads.

"It's all a circle!" Everyone said the last sentence in unison.

I don’t know how many people rolled their eyes when the last slogan was said, but no matter what, everyone read it out.

In the past, Mr. He Yan said cheerfully: "Okay, it's rare that we all come together like this, so let's have a meeting."

When he was attacking "Ms. Now", he was extremely snarky, but he has always been a kind-hearted teacher to his colleagues.

"Everyone has seen the current situation. There are three vacancies on the Thirteen Sides, and they need to be filled by outstanding executive officers."

"The dramatist and the hunter are actually easy to deal with." The "Red King" wearing a red crown, half mask, and an unmarked imperial marshal uniform said quietly: "But what about the prophet? She is the most indispensable."

"Just pretend that there has never been any prophet. Anyway, the organization did not have such power when it was first established." Miss "Magician" wearing a silver windbreaker said with a smile.

"In comparison, I do know a candidate who can fill the position of hunter." "Fuohuo" dressed as a mercenary said.

"I know the candidate you are talking about, but his brain is stupider than yours." The dark-skinned handsome boy "Xue Jian" spread his hands.

"Who are you calling stupid?" the mercenary was furious: "I just don't want to use my brain, it doesn't mean I don't have one."

"It's not important. Isn't there anyone talking about avenging those three people?" Zigong, who looked more like a white-collar elite in business attire, sighed: "The three companions all died at the hands of the same person. Are we, the snakes around the world, just going to ignore it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of crying like an oriole weeping blood. Everyone took a closer look and saw that it was Ms. Lingyu wearing a grass-green blouse.

"Woooooooo~~"

This lady was crying so hard that I felt pity for her. A sad atmosphere immediately enveloped the whole place, making even "Zigong" feel depressed, even though she had never met her before (in real life). The three dead colleagues sighed with emotion.

No matter what, you still have such good friends.

Ms. "Lingyu" cried for nearly a minute, and after attracting everyone's attention, she said in a tearful tone: "Gentlemen and ladies, shouldn't I cry? You and these people only think about new colleagues. But they never thought that after they died, Miss Tomitelli's country of hope would no longer be able to defend itself against the enemy. Her people would want to be slaves! Don't they? Will he be massacred by the empire? The empire will definitely do such a thing. Wuwuwuwu, why do you only pay attention to the endless starry sky and the grand history? Wuwuwuwu, don’t you know that a period of time A grain of dust that falls on an ordinary person becomes a mountain?"

Everyone looked at each other, speechless. But "Zigong" hesitated for a moment and asked carefully: "So, what should we do?"

"I don't know." The lady said matter-of-factly, and then she started crying again.

"No, don't know?"

"I don't know, wuwuwuwu, at this time, who can do anything but cry? This is the mountain of the times!"

"Zigong" decided to ignore this sentimental girl for the time being, just like other colleagues.

At this time, Miss Magician smiled and explained:

"You have only been promoted to the thirteenth level, so you may not understand much. This is how our organization is. The biggest benefit after joining is to exchange what you need, exchange resources, and eat big things that are difficult to meet outside. Inside the organization It is true that there is no discipline, but in the general direction of action, you still need to follow the instructions of your mentors."

She waved to the two alliance leaders, and the "past man" nodded expressionlessly in return, while the "present lady" responded with an ugly smile.

"If there is no general direction of retaliation, you can't retaliate."

"Of course, you can also go for revenge, but you can only organize it yourself and provide money and effort to organize manpower. I asked you to publish task orders on the intranet, and there are still many executive sergeants and peripheral organizations willing to help." Dressed in a suit "Jiang Zuo", who looked like an ordinary craftsman wearing light work clothes, suggested patiently.

"From the day we joined the organization, didn't we all have the consciousness of being killed by the court's hawks and dogs? This is a business matter, not a personal vendetta." The "Black General" with his hands folded hid his feathers in his wide sleeves. Seems very stable.

"Yes, revenge doesn't count at all. Even the little genius who really wants to kill the Earthling is still part of the organization." The Red King said with a smile: "If he can join us, there will be no hatred. . I originally wanted to find an opportunity to talk to that little genius about life and the future, but unfortunately he didn’t know whether he was too busy, so he ran away on his own.”

Having said this, the Red King sighed quietly: "Am I really not as strong as my niece?"

"Black General" and "Magician" glanced at this guy at the same time, and then exchanged glances, and each could see the disgust in the other's eyes.

"This guy is disgusting."

"Seconded."

On the other hand, "Zigong" who was dressed like a business elite showed an expression of admiration: "It turns out that all the seniors are such open-minded sages! Sure enough, to become a qualified member of the Thirteen Faces, you need to I have the mentality to look down on life and death! I still need to study hard."

If it were anyone else, some people might think that this guy is being arrogant, but he seems to have the ability to make everyone feel no malice at all, as if there is no skill in every smile, it is all emotion.

"Okay, colleagues, please don't go off topic!" Now the lady slapped the table angrily: "In short, the predator country we supported has been torn apart by the empire and the community, and we have lost three people in the New World. colleagues, and seven executive officers.”

"There is another ship." Shosaku said: "The ship I made with my own hands is a ship that can be invisible. One of them was broken last time in the far shore nebula. Are you coming again this time? This thing is difficult to make. Use glue. It’s not easy to fight.”

"There is also a team of biochemically genetically modified enhanced human soldiers." Wearing a white coat and a monocle, "Forbidden Library" said, looking like a typical scientist.

"It's a good thing you didn't send a prosthetic person." The Red King said, "Otherwise, in order to avoid suspicion, I wouldn't be able to keep him."

"It sounds like you just held back when you didn't need to avoid suspicion." Taboo Library retorted: "Why didn't you help me when my Fourteenth Workshop was raided by the Empire? My Fourteenth Workshop is gone, did you hear that? ?My money and my company are gone!”

"Okay, okay, gentlemen and ladies, you have already said that you should not go off topic!" Now the lady continued to pound the table and said loudly: "You are not children, you want me to say the same thing? Is it because I was Do you no longer respect me after I was beaten by the old monster from the Belenkester family? Ah ha, at least I met that old monster and escaped. If it were all of you here, how could it be the same? Can it be solved with just a beating?"

The snakes present felt that what Ms. "Now" said was quite reasonable, so they all stopped talking.

Of course, "Fuhuo", who was said to have a brain but didn't want to use it, blinked and subconsciously pointed at "Red King" and said: "...He was beaten by the emperor."

"Hey, I'm so grumpy!" the lady jumped up.

Although both of them are communication projections, and their real bodies may be tens of thousands of light years apart, when the five-big and three-thick "Fuhuo" saw the other person rushing toward him, he still subconsciously squatted down with his head in his hands and cried: " Yes, sorry."

As a result, the scene was bustling and noisy for a while, and then Mr. Past concluded: "In any case, our efforts have failed. After all, an era of chaos has arrived. This is not in line with the plans set for us by Mr. Future." planning."

"Where's the conclusion?" Now the lady said angrily: "Every time I have a meeting with these guys, they always go off topic. It's better to just tell the conclusion."

"Tomiteli Khan and her empire of raiders, let her be. We do whatever we can."

Everyone present nodded, even the "Linghe" lady also nodded while crying.

"Second, continue to trace the whereabouts of the Mother of Insects. However, all the Leviathan's nests and the insects under our control are all silent."

Many snake heads looked at "Ms. Now", but she did not raise any objection this time.

"Don't say it behind your back without saying it to my face." It's fair in the past.

"You all heard it, it's an investigation, not a chase!" the woman now added loudly.

The snake heads nodded quickly to indicate that they probably understood. Even if they didn't understand, they would definitely understand through action.

The past master looked at everyone and pondered for a moment. At this moment, he seemed to be a little shy, and then he said like a long aria: "The dark sun is dim, the gray rhyme is the early sun, the cold stars are reflected, and the floating life is still young. "

"...I really don't know, but you have recently become interested in studying limericks?" said the lady now.

"This is the motto left by the future father. Hasn't the future father said similar words to you recently?"

"What He said to me is: the silver sail is sharpened, the dawn cries from the dead silence; the dragon of dawn, you descend from the sky like this." The lady said: "When combined, it sounds like a very magnificent event. But, Without Miss Prophet, we’d be doing charades right now. I hate charades!”