Him and their stars

As a very subjective intelligent robot from the Age of Enlightenment, Golden Whistle has actually integrated Yu Lian's telekinetic magic eye. In this way, it can move freely in a more concealed and flexible manner.

Usually in the "safe zone", Yu Lian allows it to move freely, which can not only form a certain security monitoring effect, but also collect various detailed information of this era. As for whether this information would be passed directly to Xiao Hui who was wandering around the universe, Yu Lian said he didn't care.

Of course, Golden Whistle is the tool robot of the Gray Fog Ruins after all. It is a good hand in assisting in research and terminal cracking. It can occasionally serve as a combat assistant, but it is not professional in terms of wide-area reconnaissance and range surveillance. But even so, it still gave a warning message, which may indicate that these uninvited guests are not experts and did not hide their weapons in any way.

But even so, there are already more than 40,000 people gathered here. As long as you sneak in, it is the best natural cover.

"I feel it too, and even vaguely feel some spiritual fluctuations." Yu Lian silently ordered: "Send a letter to the internal team outside to guide them in the direction of action!"

The nine-member team seemed to be all down-to-earth people, but after all, the team was led by active guerrillas and extraordinary inspectors, and the rest were all serious employees of the Security Bureau. Overall, their combat effectiveness was not a problem. . It should be possible to take down these armed people without alerting everyone.

"Understood, let's give them a target. In your name?"

"approve."

It is quite reasonable for a six-ring "saint" to find a few murderous emotions among tens of thousands of excited spectators.

Yu Lian looked at the Black Sails band in the stands again, held his breath, and allowed his body to completely switch to the state of etheric body. He passed through the boiling crowd bit by bit and moved towards the source of the spirituality he felt. past.

This psychic reaction is actually very weak, and its fluctuations are not even comparable to the fiery emotions of the audience gathered around it. Even if there are other psychics with outstanding perception present, they will most likely ignore them. Even Yu Lian himself was wondering if it was his delusion, or maybe it was PTSD from hearing that an armed thug was approaching.

However, the spiritual fluctuations that appeared at that moment but were immediately hidden among the crowd made Yu Lian's heart lift. He thought about what happened in the Big Apple.

Facts have proved that the giant psychic array that can include hundreds of thousands of people marching throughout the city and continuously amplify the negative emotions in their hearts is his beloved relative and friend--the leader of Flores Wanda's life. The most gorgeous operation. But in fact, if he hadn't also had many close relatives and friends among the top officials of the Earth Government, he might not have had the opportunity to make these preparations in advance in the Big Apple City.

The spiritual fluctuation just now is naturally far from comparable to the one in the Big Apple in terms of scale, but its concealment is several orders of magnitude higher. More importantly, it vaguely exudes a similar smell.

This was of course Yu Lian's proof of freedom, but it was indeed enough for him to react.

Now tens of thousands of people have gathered in the square. Once a riot breaks out, it may cause a very tragic stampede. Therefore, even with Yu Lian's ability, the speed of movement is limited without alerting others.

At this time, there was already a burst of ridiculous rapping on the stage.

"Hey, Chike, here's a set of kerosene fruits! The most shining one in Luhuai City!"

The one who sang was not the handsome lead singer, but the young black man next to him who looked familiar.

However, after this almost off-key rap sounded, the audience did not get excited, but they all laughed, and some even started to cheer.

"Look, let me tell you, this newcomer is here to talk about cross talk." Yu Lian heard someone saying next to him.

But no matter what, the atmosphere at the scene seemed to be relaxed. Although the audience's laughter was loud and hearty, it always seemed to have a hint of self-deprecating bitterness.

You must know that the so-called "kerosene fruit" is the traditional factory "delicacy" in the Turanka Galaxy Industrial Zone. It is the noon working meal provided to workers in major orbital factories and asteroid belt mining and metallurgical factories.

It is said to be a high-protein and high-calorie delicacy made of compressed meat cakes wrapped in concentrated meat essence. The protein is six times that of beef, and it is rich in nutrients such as amino acids and calcium, iron, and zinc. It is healthy and delicious. Advanced Food Molecular Products.

When it was first sent to the factory, the media also used it as material for the welfare benefits of the union workers and publicized it.

However, it later turned out that this chewy compressed biscuit was actually made from leftovers from field compressed biscuits. A lot of these things were produced during the Seventh Galactic War, but because the war ended too quickly, the biscuits piled up in the military warehouses. The army alone would not be able to consume them all, so they were all disposed of at low prices to the labor of a large number of workers. Intensive factory.

As for the so-called compressed meat essence, to put it bluntly, it is a kind of cheap artificial meat. The raw materials are meat scraps and various chemical oils. Of course, the calories are high, and protein and fat are theoretically present. Of course, it’s unclear whether eating too much will lead to healthy bowel movements, but the possibility of causing cancer is too high.

Of course, with current medical technology, even if you do get cancer, it can theoretically be cured with gene therapy.

What, you said that the current cost of a visit to a genetic diagnosis and treatment chamber is higher than the pension for most workers who die on the job? That doesn't matter. Consumables must be consumable.

This thing is indeed a high-tech product of food molecules, but it's a pity that all the high-tech is reflected in saving money.

However, the most important problem is that the taste of this thing is really indescribable. Putting it in your mouth is like stuffing a piece of dried mud wrapped in a rag soaked in kerosene.

This is the origin of the famous traditional delicacy of Turanka Industrial Zone, "kerosene fruit".

To these workers, the joke was just the right amount of offense. In other words, it was precisely because the joke hit them right in the waist that they had to laugh so heartily.

Yu Lian also wanted to laugh a little. At this time, he had already recognized the other party's voice - it was not his old subordinate in Xinyumen, but Sergeant Yoyo Bock of the police force.

I remember that after this black brother received his own bounty of more than 600,000 yuan, he chose to retire and returned to his hometown with the money as he had planned. Then, he bought a fairly spacious house and a shop, settled his single mother and four younger siblings, and paid the tuition for his only eldest brother who was admitted to college, and then he He came to the League with what little money he had left, ready to pursue his musical dream.

When preparing to leave, he contacted Yu Lian via text message and said a formal farewell.

Yu Lian, who was busy with Navy Day at the time, did not reply immediately, but he still responded to a letter in his spare time and specifically informed the other party where he could get help.

Setting off with Yuyou was an old comrade, the Ursine Sergeant Major, who was taking his daughter for medical treatment. The two of them could also take care of each other on the road.

The Ursine Sergeant Major found a top hospital with a specialized factory in gene repair, and he also applied for a job as a security guard there.

Yoyo found a job as a truck driver on the surface, transporting goods while wandering around and singing. Later, after working as a freight forwarder for a year, I successfully joined a small band to do soundtrack, mixing and backup vocal work.

He is indeed moving steadily towards his dream. It is a very ordinary, but also very inspiring story.

However, after the expedition to the New World began, Yu Lian rushed to the Fairy Nebula and lost communication conditions with his friends on the Milky Way side. Indeed, he had no contact for more than a year.

...By the way, how did this black guy get into the Black Sail band?

Yu Lian was a little curious, but he also knew that now was not the time to reminisce about the past, so he continued walking in the direction of the psychic reaction just now. However, he had just taken a few steps forward when fluctuations appeared again within the scope of his wide-area perception, as if there were ripples on the calm, mirror-like surface of the lake.

Yu Lian frowned slightly. It was also a spiritual energy wave of the same nature, the same weak concealment, the same looming, but it swayed in another direction.

He didn't stop and accelerated towards his initial goal. The spectators who were rubbing shoulders around them already felt as if a strong wind was passing by them, but they couldn't care less about it at this time.

Yu Lian knew that at this time, he could no longer hesitate.

But at this time, what suddenly sounded from the direction of the stage was a drum sound as dense as raindrops. Following this exciting prelude, there is an electronic music melody with great ups and downs. Then there was a burst of ghostly cries and howls that were almost halfway between singing and roaring, which shocked Yu Lian, who had experienced a lot, and his heart trembled.

The person who sang at this time was not Youyou, but the handsome home boy.

This can't be called country rock music, it already tastes a bit like death heavy metal. One thing to say is that the lead singer looks like a newly graduated college student, born in a middle-class family, highly educated, and has never been beaten up by society, but his current singing skills are really impressive. At least this lung capacity is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Yu Lian still had to confess frankly to the spirit of the universe that he really could not appreciate this kind of music.

But, then again, those who were jumping on the stage just now were from the Sunset Red Chorus and the Children's Choir, and finally there was a light music group composed of a group of soft girls. As the finale approaches, the style suddenly switches to another extreme. Aren’t you worried that everyone will suffer from indigestion?

Of course, he also had to admit that death heavy metal represented deconstruction and disorder, praising fragmented violence and resistance. Because I am rebellious, I can only deconstruct it. However, because they don’t know how to rebel, they can only choose disorderly violence. However, if the world were peaceful and peaceful, this kind of music would actually not become popular.

Just as this thought flashed through Yu Lian's mind, he suddenly felt that he had caught the blind spot. But at this time, along with the singing, those looming spiritual reactions were like the extinguished candle being covered with paper soaked in gunpowder, and the violent occult fluctuations were already burning like a strong fire. got up.

So, he saw with his own eyes that the audience around him were waving their hands and swaying their limbs excitedly, and their rationality seemed to be slowly disappearing.

"Indeed... it is a type of spiritual will array." Yu Lian bared his teeth: "I really didn't expect that the will array can also have a big speaker!"

He really didn't expect that the spiritual array would be amplified by this kind of death rock and spread to the entire square. However, looking back at the history of the Alliance and the Empire, there are many examples of ancient psykers using solemn and somber tunes to release their psychic powers and boost the morale of the army. Since this can be established, practicing magic skills in reverse is also true.

At this time, Yu Lian's headset jumped, and the next sound was the voice of the uncle guerrilla from the nine-man security team: "Your Excellency, we have captured thirteen armed suspects here. There are currently three more Mixed in the middle of the crowd. It is certain that they carry shotguns and powerful Yu's crystal bombs."

"Yu's crystal bomb?" Yu Lian trembled subconsciously.

"This kind of bomb is made of ore crystals and can evade all current security monitoring equipment. It was made during the Empire's 250th God of War Festival... Uh, sorry, Your Excellency." The guerrilla uncle seemed to be at this time Only then did he realize something was wrong, and he quickly said: "We have called for support. Sir, please evacuate the scene immediately. Please evacuate the scene immediately and meet us at the entrance of Square A."

Yu Lian could hear the pleading in his tone. He should be ready to drag Yu Lian and run away once he reconciles with Hui Hui. But this is understandable. Their duty is to protect dignitaries, and they have no obligation to commotion or even bloodshed that may occur here.

You know, it was their team members who encouraged Yu Lian to come to this concert. If something went wrong, the pressure that a group of nine of them would bear would be more than just taking off their uniforms.

However, Yu Lian was not prepared to understand them at all, but said in a commanding tone as a matter of course: "I will find a way to kill the other three suspects with bombs. As for you, you are the locals, consider escaping." It’s about the passage.”

He continued to approach the psychic wave, and at the same time gave orders to the golden whistle. This tool robot from the Age of Enlightenment has acquired the ability to actively attack since it was fused with Fafuer's telekinetic dragon eye.

At this time, the psychic energy fluctuation closest to him had gradually expanded to a critical point.

At the same time, the roaring melody that invaded Yu Lian's ears formed an extremely crazy declaration.

"Killing is our answer, violence is our life, pick up your hammer, don't use it to smash the wooden piles, use it to smash their heads!"

"Smash their heads!" the audience cheered in unison.

At that moment, the torch in Yu Lian's perception had turned into the eye of the storm.