Him and their stars

The hovercraft had completely deviated from the road at this time, and was still moving forward at a constant speed. Then, when the beautiful buildings in the Capital of the Seven Seas slowly disappeared under the horizon, a small island hidden in the night appeared in the sight of Miss Frederica Wilbart.

However, what really touched Fleur was not the island itself, but the cold outline that dominated the skyline of this small land. It was a very tall tidal tower, but it had been abandoned long ago. In the era of the Alliance's home star, and even in the early days of the Age of Discovery, energy was collected through Nephi's spiritual sea breeze and tides and supplied to nearby cities and factories. In that pioneering and enterprising romantic era, this was a technology that was extremely fashionable.

Needless to say, under the tide tower is a factory that fills the entire island's surface and mountains, but it is a factory that has been abandoned for a long time, like an ancient city forgotten by time.

The roaring sea breeze blew the salty and wet breath to the wall surrounding the island, as if it was constantly coating the island with the coating of time. The wall should be made of some special material. Even after being baptized by history, no rust can be seen, but it has lost its luster after all, and is now covered with vines and moss.

Those salty wind sounds were blocked by the outer wall and echoed back through the gaps in the branches of the vines, turning into bursts of roaring sounds, like ancient giants roaring in the wilderness.

Occasionally there will be a few seabirds flying over, but perhaps it is the towering tidal tower, combined with the echo of the sea breeze, that really looks like some majestic giant, so they are even more afraid to land. It just left a series of miserable screams, flapping its wings and flying to the sky.

The purple-haired girl looked helpless and couldn't help but sigh: "So, since it is called Nanxia Island, I thought it was a small island with beautiful scenery, lush greenery, and clouds all over the sky. It was Mr. Qi who was there in his As described in the article "Ten Nights on the Cape"..."

"The text in "Ten Nights on the Cape" is too flashy. It looks like Mr. Qi's soft article to promote Bai Yujing's sea view villa." Gongsun Qing, who was sitting in the passenger seat, commented unceremoniously.

"You, you are going too far. How can you say this to Mr. Qi? This is his latest collection of essays. It is not easy for a writer to maintain such creative enthusiasm at this age."

"So, isn't Mr. Qi's latest work "Yuan"? This is the only one you won't read, right? Indeed, for people like you, the content of this book is indeed too rude." Gongsun Qing road.

"You underestimate me. Sister Qing, the more people like us, the more we have to read this book. However, I always think this is the work of the elder brother. No, this is the work of the elder brother. Sister Qing , You are so disloyal!" The purple-haired girl began to fight back.

Gongsun Qing was silent for a few seconds, and finally decided not to take this issue.

"Now you can lower the height and pull the car over." She said as she laid out her weapons one by one and began to arrange them.

A special pistol that can fire the Adventurer X12, which can be purchased at the weapons store with a license. Of course, the guerrilla license is one of those licensing conditions. Fleur never thought that Gongsun Qing, a realistic character in an interstellar martial arts drama, could actually use such a pragmatic weapon. However, having said that, this special pistol can fire short-range missiles. The missile is only as thick as a pencil and can even be equipped with an ion salt explosive warhead, so its power is never lacking.

Next, there is a blaster cannon, the kind that can be mounted on the roof of a vehicle to support suppressive firepower. Of course, since he is a psyker, he can of course lift this heavy machine gun with one hand and use it as a submachine gun. However, Fleur still felt that this weapon was completely different from Gongsun Qing's painting style. More importantly, she always felt that this machine gun seemed a little different, and it must have undergone some modifications.

However, even a girl as smart as Fleur can be blinded by areas she is unfamiliar with. She knew that this machine gun must not be an ordinary blaster weapon, but she couldn't tell what was extraordinary about it.

She swallowed, and just when she was about to say something else, she saw the other person beside her again, with four lightsabers arranged in a row.

As we all know, the Guerrilla Association and the Supernatural Administration will grant such psychic weapons to newcomers. However, although it is said to be a "Noble Phantasm", it must also be the most produced and most industrial weapon in the history of alchemy. Even official and authentic products of superior quality can be purchased on the black market.

It is said that the lightsabers were sold by bankrupt guerrillas on the black market.

Don't think it's weird that psykers are bankrupt. Since it is a capitalist society, naturally anyone can go bankrupt. Only a society in which psychics can go bankrupt is a fair society with free trade.

In short, it is not surprising that an association poster girl like Gongsun Qing has a few weapons in her hands. However, the question is, what is she doing with all those lightsabers? How are you going to use it?

Fleur knew that although Gongsun Qing was a descendant of the famous Sword Saint family, his main weapon was not a lightsaber at all, but... Then, he saw the latter taking out four more walnut-sized weapons from his waist. The metal sphere flipped a switch on the smooth surface of the sphere. They suddenly glowed red.

Fleur's hands trembled, and she smiled bitterly and said, "Speak well if you have anything to say, Sister Qing. We don't need to go to such extremes."

That's the vacuum pole bomb, the individual soldier version. The diffusion range is not large, but the power is extremely powerful. To put it bluntly, it creates an annihilation vacuum within the range. To be honest, even with the alliance's technology, it is unrealistic to use individual weapons to achieve such a devastating effect. Naturally, highly sophisticated alchemy methods must be used. Its power is definitely overpowering for ordinary technological targets. It is self-evident who they are aimed at.

Moreover, once the safety device of this weapon is opened, it will fall into a sensitive state and may explode on the spot at any time due to a slight collision or drastic temperature change.

"Don't worry, I didn't mean to make things end badly. We can talk about it properly." Gongsun Qing pursed his lips and smiled, and then opened the bomb's safety without saying a word.

"..."

The purple-haired girl felt like she was going numb. Then, she allowed the other party to hang two of the bombs around her waist.

"Don't make such an expression. Fleur, all the weapons you don't need are actually pendants." Gongsun Qing showed a thumbs up and hung the other two vacuum pole bombs on the back of his armed belt.

There is a saying that this smooth and round metal sphere looks like a bell made of precious metal. It is really high-end when used as a hanging ornament. If you put it in a luxury store and sell it for upwards of 10,000 Xinxing, it is also There must be a lot of rich people paying for it.

But then, Fleur no longer had the time to think about the vacuum bomb. She saw with her own eyes that Gongsun Qing took out a metal can about the same size as a 600 ml mineral water bottle from the space bag, inspected it carefully, and then put it back.

This metal can looks ordinary, with no markings on it. However, due to the intuition of a psychic, Fleur believed that this jar that exuded cold air must be the most dangerous prop on the scene.

"Sister Qing, can I ask, this thing..."

"An antimatter fuel rod." Gongsun Qing replied in a calm voice.

The girl, whose scalp was already numb, decided not to think about it any further. She really doesn't know how to keep the conversation going normally now.

At this time, the flying car finally descended slowly. The on-board AI automatically received a certain navigation program, entered semi-autonomous driving mode, and landed on an empty platform on the east side of the island.

This platform is hidden behind the undulating rock walls of the island. It is inconspicuous at first glance, but it is not small in size. Its space is enough to take off and land some medium-sized rail tenders. Of course, the tarmac at this time seemed particularly empty because there were no visitors. Apart from the 911 driven by Fleur, there were only a gray shuttle spacecraft and a black off-road vehicle.

Fleur knew that it was a small spacecraft produced by Naguang Shipyard. It was equipped with the engine of an expedition ship. It was considered to have relatively strong survivability among spacecrafts of the same size. In addition, because the boat is small and easy to turn around, it can indeed travel through most of the starry skies in the universe as if nothing has happened.

Guerrillas who often go out in the field are the favorite means of transportation. And because Naguang Transportation System Company has a cooperative relationship with the association, senior guerrillas can even get one for free.

As for the latter, it is an armored off-road vehicle with a very simple appearance, but the outer frame is clearly made of military materials. This is an iron-footed camel off-road vehicle from Polaris Company. Not only can it travel over mountains and ridges, but it can also travel on polar regions and lava. Of course, since it is an off-road vehicle, it is also capable of low-altitude flight and maglev sea crossing.

Needless to say, this is the vehicle of the inspector of the Supernatural Bureau.

Fleur knew that someone had arrived early, and they should be Lanster, the vice president of the Guerrilla Association, and Shi Xin, the first-level inspector of the Extraordinary Management Bureau, whom Gongsun Qing mentioned.

It was only then that the purple-haired girl suddenly discovered that the scale of this abandoned factory was much larger than she had imagined. The outlines of those factories stood quietly under the starlight at night, adding a bit of mottled mystery and depressing weirdness. It really looked like a castle.

Yes, in RPG games, castles are very suitable for boss battle scenes.

"So, why is it called Nanxia Island?" This is the only point that Fleur said she found difficult to accept.

"Who knew, that's what they were called before." Gongsun Qing gestured to the other party to continue walking: "When I first came here for training, it was hard to accept it. It was like a dancing bear wearing a silk suspender skirt. "

"So you're not curious at all?"

"I'm curious! So I asked around carefully, and found at least seven more statements." Gongsun Qing explained seriously: "The statement I found in the ancient database in the Capital of the Seven Seas is that this This factory is called Nanxia Alchemy Workshop, which is the nickname of Durandal Berenkeist, who was also the president of the Guerrilla Association 1,000 years ago. In other words, this alchemy workshop was originally owned by the Rainbow Rose family. Of course, after it was abandoned, it was given to the Guerrilla Association as a training camp.”

"Sister Qing, you might be very suitable to become an archaeologist."

"Hey, I only recently discovered that I have this talent." Gongsun Qing showed a shy and even innocent smile, and shook his head sheepishly: "However, I still want to be a qualified actress. If I can star in The next generation of Dr. Jones will have no regrets in this life.”

This is really an enviable dream. Fleur laughed twice.

She didn't continue talking. Directly in front of her, two figures had appeared. They are a tall and majestic middle-aged man wearing a travel windbreaker, with piercing eyes that seem to be shining with light; and a taller and more powerful man, wrapped in the uniform of an inspector of the Extraordinary Administration and wearing a crimson dragon. Scale, a Nedia dragon with a ferocious appearance but firm eyes.

Needless to say, one was naturally one of the leaders of the Guerrilla Association, Vice-President Lanster, nicknamed "Aurora Eyes". The other one is Mr. Shi Xin, who has just returned from injury and has become the first-level inspector of the Extraordinary Administration. Of course, he can now be called "Your Excellency, Assistant Director."

In theory, these two are both upright and positive figures. They do not pop up from the top of a tower to show off like some villain bosses. Of course, they have to sneak attacks without martial ethics. They stood at the gate leading to the factory facilities from the tarmac, waiting for the arrival of the two men.

The eyes of the two bosses passed over Fleur's body at the first moment. The purple-haired girl had no choice but to lower her head and try her best to disguise herself as an accessory.

"Sorry, Vice President, and Mr. Shi Xin, I'm sorry for keeping everyone waiting." Gongsun Qing nodded to the two of them.

"We didn't wait too long." The Nedia dragon grinned and nodded, looking very talkative: "We have already agreed before that we cannot disturb the normal business of Ronghui Building, let alone Mr. Liu and the others. Life. In this way, there are not many time windows in which you can choose to act.”

Mr. Lanster, the vice president of the Guerrilla Association, clasped his hands with a straight face and said in a well-educated Nephi accent: "In any case, C-level guerrilla Gongsun Qing, I hope to get a reasonable explanation. Now, there is too much evidence pointing to you in the association regarding the death of Ethan Peel. The reason why we have not issued a wanted order is because we have also found that some of Peel's actions are indeed suspicious, and you yourself are also suspicious. The whereabouts are unknown. The council cannot come to a conclusion at this time.”

I just got home in the afternoon after being exhausted. I rushed out casually. Let's make do with it.