Him and their stars

At 15:00 on February 25, 833 in the Common Calendar, the Marauder Army officially entered the borders of the Community's New Continent Sector. Of course, since it was a rapid march, there was no time left for the subordinates to plunder. They just destroyed the gravitational wave beacons between the stars and a small number of unmanned sentry guns along the way, leaving the orbital mining stations and scientific research stations in the distance behind, and continued to rush towards New Lushun.

Because of this, the predators didn't realize that all the staff on those space stations had evacuated in advance.

The predators didn't know that the main force of the Earth's fleet had already known that they were coming. The main force of the Earth's fleet had to pretend not to know that they were coming. As for the soldiers and civilians of Xin Yumen, hundreds of light years away from New Lushun, it was naturally even more difficult. Don't know anything about it anymore.

At most they knew there was going to be a war.

Naturally, the gentlemen were crowded in Tulon Port and busy evacuating. But the problem is that most of the equipment in the port is now used to transfer a steady stream of military supplies. Passenger ships and civilian cargo ships can only be squeezed into a small area.

As a result, this sea and air port, which had an average throughput, fell into congestion. No, even Governor Jiang and his family were blocked in the port, making it difficult to evacuate for a while.

"Didn't you say you want to expand the port? Why hasn't it been done before?" Mr. Governor looked at the crowded airport and couldn't help but get furious.

"There is indeed a plan in this regard. It's just that the finances of the Governor's Mansion are limited. We finally decided to expand the office building and parliament hall first, and then increase administrative expenses. You see, now everyone's offices have constant temperature equipment and dome gardens. The civil servants’ canteen can occasionally serve imperial court dishes,” said Mr. Bernard Wood, Secretary-General.

"Me, so why did I approve this in the first place?"

Mr. Wood couldn't help showing a knowing smile: "Because you want to grant a special administrative allowance to senior officials in the sector! But before that, you also said that happiness alone is not as good as happiness for everyone, and the benefits cannot be yours. One person has it all. In the past two years, haven’t everyone been particularly supportive of you?”

Yes, if the marauders hadn't come here, Mr. Jiang would have been the most popular governor among legislators and civil servants since the founding of the New World Sector.

"Don't worry, we only need to wait another 24 hours at most." The Secretary-General said.

Compared with the panic-stricken men who want to retreat, the mood of ordinary people is actually relatively stable. Perhaps it was because the Marines and Volunteers who arrived from the mainland, and the Sand Soldiers who were already training outside the city every day, gave the citizens a sense of security. However, the factories that were under construction in the suburbs outside the city, and the light rail foundation that was extending to Mount Kiliro in the far south, gave ordinary people hope.

As long as people have these two points, they will not leave their hometown casually.

The hopeful people are not only the citizens of Tulon, but also the miners and farmers living in the vast wilderness. Anyway, there is no chaos among the sand people, and their lives have indeed become a lot more peaceful in the past two years. When big companies like Zixinhui and Hongfeng came here to build construction projects, their income was already enough just from delivering meals or occasionally doing odd jobs. It's gone up a lot.

Tom Kelvin, who has moved his family to Twin Peaks, feels that his life is very promising. At least for the past two years, he has lived a very happy life.

Because of the feeling of sharing weal and woe, Mr. Cowboy successfully married the single mother with her daughter and became a father in one step. Although he is not related by blood, he enjoys the feeling of having a family very much. Now, my wife opens a dessert shop and a literacy class in the town. Although the family of three is not living well off, they are still very hopeful.

…And, if nothing else happens, by the second half of the year, there will be a family of four.

That’s why we need to work harder! Kelvin thought.

At 17:30 pm on February 25th, Xinyumen time, Tom Kelvin, the deputy manager of Uncle Wang Agricultural Reclamation Company, finally confirmed that all the livestock had been put into the pen. He breathed a sigh of relief and asked the owner and owner of the reclamation company. Manager Wang Yougui said goodbye.

"Xiao Kaizi, are you going to work the night shift at the factory today?" Wang Yougui held up his pipe and looked at him sideways.

This cowboy is now a hard-working and busy man. During the day on weekdays, he still worked as a cowboy on Mr. Wang Yougui's farm. At night or during his free time, he would find odd jobs in Shuangfeng Town.

Not far from the town is the first high-end food processing factory and nutrition laboratory built by Zixinhui Group. There are often temporary night shift security jobs. If you work for 12 or 3 days a month, your income can be as high as those in the factory. Where are the workers?

Of course, not everyone can do this kind of "high-paying" job. If the foreman of that alliance hadn't heard that Mr. Kelvin had fought in the war and participated in the Battle of Tulon that year, it wouldn't have been so easy to admit him.

Of course, Mr. Wang Yougui is still very dissatisfied.

"Really, you are obviously a senior executive of our company, the dignified second-in-command! The second-in-command of our Uncle Wang Reclamation Company has to work the night shift in another company. If word spreads, he will be buried and killed. "

What kind of agricultural reclamation company is this? Isn’t it still our former pasture? Aren't the so-called senior executives, deputy managers, etc. just the cowboy boss? Kelvin thought.

"There is no way, Luna will be seven years old next year. I want her to go to the elementary school in Tulong, so I have to prepare the tuition fees in advance." Kelvin's "helpless" smile was full of distress, but also full of worry. Seven points of happiness, a typical father's smile.

She is not your biological daughter, but you really care about her. Wang Youde wanted to say this, but it was too unemotional to say it. The old man just snorted coldly: "You don't care about your wife?"

"Of course she wasn't happy about it. She said she could just go to the town primary school, but it's not a serious primary school there? What can she learn?" Kelvin shrugged: "Anyway, just listen to what our gentlemen say."

Do you dare to say this in front of your wife? Mr. Wang snorted coldly and simply said: "If you work like this day and night every day, be careful of sudden death."

"Haha, it won't happen in the future." Kelvin said.

Before the old man could react, the other party said again: "And this time I am not working the night shift in the factory, but working as a guide for Mr. Trend."

"Oh, that Mr. Engineer from a big local factory." The old man said, and then he felt relieved.

Mr. Trend has only been in Xinyumen for less than three months, and has only been in Shuangfeng Town for two weeks, but he has already become a celebrity in eight villages within ten miles and in Shuangfeng Town.

Three days ago, there were some problems with the food processing plant built by Zixinhui Company on the outskirts of the city. Except for the condition of the rough-processed meat cutting line. No matter how you fiddle with it, the machine that can cut thousands of cattle, sheep, pigs, and land lizards into pieces in one minute just makes a strange chirping sound, but it doesn't move, but you don't know that the equipment is in trouble. Sand or the pipe was bitten by a lizard.

When the technicians from the factory arrived, they were shocked to find that the casing of the cutter against the wall had been torn open, and many important parts were missing.

Everyone was immediately anxious.

You know, the residents of Shuangfeng Town and most of the nearby farmers work part-time in this factory. But because he is a part-time worker, he does not sign a labor contract to receive wages, but is paid on a piece-by-piece basis. If the machine can't spin, everyone's work will be in vain.

"It must be a thief." Someone said: "I heard that there are sand thieves who often steal important parts and then sell them as scrap metal in small hardware stores in the town."

"We didn't see any thieves yesterday!" The security director quickly said that it was not his responsibility.

"Well, he was actually eaten." Kelvin said cautiously.

"What?"

"Just, your parts were eaten, invisible ghosts, clicking, clicking, and then they were gone..."

Everyone felt that Mr. Kelvin really had a sense of humor. He must be telling jokes here to comfort everyone, and no one was responsible for it. I can definitely get along with such a colleague.

At this time, Mr. Trend, who happened to be passing by, appeared like a god. He readjusted and reassembled some spare parts, and in three strokes, he got the half-clicked machine running again. He then introduced to everyone that he was a member of the Engineers Guild and a representative of the Red Maple Factory. This time he was here to discuss the work meal supply contract for the new steel factory with the farmers.

He is a "savior" sent from heaven and a big benefactor. It's no wonder that he is not popular.

Mr. Wang Youde is also one of the farmers who signed a working meal contract. With this business alone, he could double the size of his livestock and farmland, so he naturally had a good impression of Mr. Trend.

"Has the supply contract been signed? Is he still here? He also wants to build a factory near us, right?" The old man said with a smile.

Kelvin put his cowboy hat on his chest and said carefully: "...Is it the haunted incident last time? He wanted to investigate it, so he hired me as a guide."

Mr. Wang was silent for a few seconds, and then forced out an awkward but polite smile: "...No, no matter what, Mr. Trend is still very generous, just think of it as a break, and you can still make money, not quite Okay?"

"Yes, that's it."

So, after saying goodbye to his boss, Kelvin drove back to the town in such a depressed manner.

It’s not haunted! I really saw it with my own eyes. Invisible ghosts chewed up the machinery in the food factory! It didn't disappear, it just chewed up. There was no "click-click" at all! Although Kelvin thought so in his heart, he had explained it many times and no one believed him.

At this time, perhaps only your family can comfort yourself physically and mentally. So, Kelvin went home and had dinner with his wife and daughter. At 8:30 in the evening, he arrived at the tavern in the town that he had made an appointment with beforehand.

This is a tavern for public consumption, and its main customers are nearby farmers and workers. By this time, the place was already full of guests. For these ordinary workers, drinking cheap bad wine and unhealthy fried food in this pub and bragging with their co-workers is the happiest life.

At this time, the only big-screen TV in the tavern was playing the news about Turon.

Mr. Jiang, the governor-general on the screen, with a long queue at the port as the background, once again told everyone that the community army will definitely protect everyone, and please don't believe the rumors.

The drinkers started shouting about bad luck noisily and asked the boss to cut it off immediately.

So, the boss followed suit and replaced it with everyone's most popular video, which was the classic scene at the Imperial God of War Festival last year.

This is the New World, and there are no live broadcasts of any major local sports events. This actually gives everyone the opportunity to choose freely. However, precisely because of this kind of free choice, a certain classmate who was selected as the champion has become the most beautiful boy in the eyes of the people of New Yumen.

"This is coming from our new Yumen." They praised the merchants passing by, as if they were showing off their soldiers.

When Kelvin discovered Mr. Trend, the screen was showing the scene of Yulian riding a fog-stepping dragon and charging towards the imperial knights. The young engineer was crowding into the crowd, cheering with everyone. This elegant and knowledgeable intellectual completely blended in with the rude workers and farmers around him, and it was impossible to tell them apart.

After such a wonderful scene came to an end and everyone calmed down a little, Trend took Kelvin back to the booth that he had wrapped.

Kelvin was surprised to find that there were already two people on the seat.

Both of them are Gaborians from the Alliance, one man and one woman, young people in their twenties. Although they are dressed in simple traveling attire, their appearance and temperament are incompatible with this environment. Just like a flamingo crawling into a chicken coop, even if it is hung with chicken feathers, it still cannot hide its majestic aura.

Kelvin subconsciously felt a little ashamed of himself, but thinking that he had chatted and laughed with the invincible divine champion on the screen, he immediately held his head high again, smiling and nodding to the two distinguished guests from the alliance without being humble.

Only then did he realize that this young man seemed to be an acquaintance of his! Strictly speaking, we are even considered comrades-in-arms.

Obviously, the young people in the alliance also recognized themselves and smiled brightly.

Before the two of them could say hello, the beauty from the alliance had already spoken: "Mr. Trend, you are actually star-struck!"

"Whether I chase it or not, the brightest star in the night sky is right there." The young engineer showed a magnanimous smile.

"This is no longer star chasing, it's only one step away from religion..." The lady from the alliance couldn't help but gasp.

"Isn't it very common for young people my age to chase stars and become a cult? Especially in the league." Trend said with a smile. He has an elegant and delicate appearance, with a medium height and a thin build. He looks like a freshly graduated college student.

But for some reason, Kelvin always felt that the other party was mocking the alliance.

...As expected, I was forced by my wife to read a few books, so my mind became more and more confused.

The cowboy felt that this conversation was too unfriendly to him. Just when he was thinking about running outside the tavern to take a breather, Trend had already changed the subject: "Mr. Kelvin, let me introduce it first. This is The investigative reporter from the Alliance, Miss Taina Moen, this is..."

Kelvin quickly said: "We have met before. Long time no see, Mr. Ash."

"Mr. Kelvin, hahahaha, I can see that you must have been very happy these past two years." Ash's smile was extremely bright. Although it seems a bit deliberate, it does make the environment at the scene much more soothing.

"These two are here for the same purpose as me. They are all to investigate the incident you mentioned." Trend said.

"Yes, it's the truth about the legendary invisible ghost that devours machines." Miss Taina Mohn stretched out her hand and shook Kelvin's hand: "So you are the person involved! Please give me some advice!"

Kelvin only felt ashamed.

He lived to be in his thirties, but he never thought that the club would die until the alliance.