Chapter 166: Hope for Feathers and Wings
"Boss!"
"explain."
The one-eyed man put his legs down from the table and played with advanced interstellar weapons in his hands.
For the entire universe, the level of this gun can only be regarded as ordinary, even slightly outdated, but in Kaspernyat it is undoubtedly the top level.
"The family has sent a new guy. What is he... a big star?"
The subordinates explained awkwardly. After all, it was hard to muster the desire to fight as long as they heard the song, and they subconsciously wanted to lay down their weapons.
The song was so magical that it could even bring a temporary halt to the war.
"Star?" Eski held the gun handle, with a bullet-shaped pendant hanging around his neck. The deep red crystal bullet was as beautiful as a work of art, and one could still feel the terrifying power contained in it.
【Philosopher's Stone-Prototype】
This is a bullet made of 97% liquid crystal, the ultimate purity that can be extracted with the most advanced technology of the rebels, but it is still a huge gap from the real Philosopher's Stone.
But it is enough to become the real confidence of the rebels. This small bullet can even easily blow the airships of those outsiders into pieces.
Even those guys who call themselves the Interstellar Peace Company no longer dare to be so arrogant after seeing the Philosopher's Stone. The feeling of having power is really wonderful.
Eski is immersed in the dream of the Philosopher's Stone and cannot extricate himself. Once he breaks through the last line of defense of the parliament, he will become the only king of this planet.
Relying on the liquid crystal mines, it will soon be possible to earn previously unimaginable wealth.
"Tell the men not to show mercy. No matter how big a star is, even if he is a god, it will be useless," Eski sneered. Within the range of firepower, there was nothing that could stop him from moving forward.
"Yes!"
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"You need to make a more careful assessment about that person. This is just a small personal suggestion."
In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, the girl with long white hair smiled and stared at the war-torn planet in front of her, tapping the ground with her toes in a rhythmic manner.
"Ms. Emerald, is this your personal opinion?"
"Just to advise you, that guy is much more dangerous than he looks."
"Thanks for telling me, but it doesn't matter..." She gently fiddled with the omnic watch on her wrist, marking the new time, "I am looking forward to the 'Garden of Eden' that person mentioned."
"If possible, I would also like to invest some money."
"I hope there will be a chance for us to meet again, Zhenzhu."
The communication ended, and a blue light screen flashed across Moodi. Zhenzhu sat back in the middle of the sofa with her chin in her hand, thinking that Kaspernyat was much more interesting than she had initially imagined.
"Lord Shinju!"
"Those barbarians...shot down another small work boat!"
Looking at the angry faces of the company employees, Zhenzhu understood that since coming to Kasberynayat, she had required all employees not to use violent means to mine.
And "appropriately" and "just right" reveal some information about liquid crystal to those people.
"I know."
The white hands slowly crossed, and Zhenzhu showed a gentle smile, "Isn't this great?"
Human beings are such creatures that they will lose their minds and become beasts with just a tiny bit of benefit... oh no, even just the tip of the iceberg.
People's ambitions will only continue to expand. For example, at the beginning, the purpose of these rebels was only to regain land within their territory.
So what now?
The left hand wrapped in the machine made a slight sound of gears turning. Zhenzhu pursed her lips and walked towards the employee like an elegant dancer, touching his cheek with her white palm.
"Go ahead and let them bomb a few more."
It seemed as if she had seen Kaspernyat's ending in her golden pupils. All she did was to reproduce the inevitability of history in advance.
"Yes...yes!" The company's employees only felt a cold breath spreading to their bones. This adult was an extremely terrifying existence even within the company.
Finally, Zhenzhu was the only one left in the room. The arc in his palm flipped, and a pale white foundation stone rose from it, quietly floating in the palm of his hand.
"So..."
"Let me see the Garden of Eden you speak of."
"Sons of Order."
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The air in Kaspernyat was always filled with the unaccustomed smell of gunpowder.
No matter how long you live here, you will not be able to easily accept such a living environment.
When breathing becomes a torture, the land is one step closer to withering.
An Ming didn't want Robin to come to the front line. As Sunday said, the battlefield was too dangerous for Robin and no one could predict what would happen.
But the robin insisted on coming to the front line, just to use his singing to soothe the pain of the land.
She didn't want to be a caged bird.
Coming to Kaspernyat is not a show, but a response to my inner voice.
In the afternoon, the scorching sun was burning the earth. A layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on the forehead of the robin. It sat on a wooden chair in the shade to rest.
Even she would feel tired after singing for a whole morning, and her voice would need a short rest before she could continue.
An Ming handed over a cup of warm water and felt a little distressed when he saw the robin's appearance.
I don’t know if this little bit of hope can really save anything.
"An Ming, when do you think the war will end?"
"Maybe tomorrow, or maybe it will never end, until there is no living person left in Kaspernyat," An Ming calmly told the truth.
"The top leaders of the Council are hiding in the safety of the underground, leaving ordinary civilians in the harsh environment on the surface."
The robin spoke softly, looking up at the sky with a dazed look in his eyes, as if his eyes were blurred by the dazzling sunlight and he could not see anything clearly.
"this is not your fault."
"..."
The robin gave a somewhat sad smile.
She knew that she was just a witness and perhaps could not change anything from the beginning.
Just when An Ming was about to say something, a violent explosion suddenly sounded not far away. The smoke instantly submerged the defense line, followed by a series of gunshots.
"Enemy attack!"
The alarm at the outpost was engulfed by the explosion just moments after it was sounded, and flames covered the entire front line.
The poorly armed defending soldiers began another round of firefight with the rebels. Such scenes happened every day, and the people's expressions were numb and indifferent.
Maybe you will panic at first, but when living becomes more painful than death, it won’t matter anymore.
The robin's pupils reflected the fallen people, the blood dyed the ground red, and it could not close its eyes until it died.
She wishes she had feathers and wings so she could shelter those who are displaced.
This is the path she should take.
The robin dragged his tired body to stand up again, his eyes determined.
The same harmonious music resounded across the battlefield once again.