Interstellar Tattered Queen

With one hand, Shen Changqing directly held down Yue Qiguang who was about to violently beat someone up, Yue Qiguang struggled a bit: "These guys are obviously bewitched, don't interfere any more—"

Shen Changqing said: "I know."

Yue Qiguang was stunned.

then.

Yue Qiguang chose to believe in Shen Changqing, so he gave up struggling and became completely quiet.

Shen Changqing let go of him, looked at the people of the Red Race, and said, "So what if the Lifeline Man made it? Since it can't kill us in one go, then it's nothing to worry about."

These words are both arrogant and conceited.

The leader of the Red Tribe opened his mouth, wanting to refute a few words, but Shen Changqing grabbed his shoulders all of a sudden, it trembled and struggled.

But Shen Changqing's hands, like a copper wall and iron wall, pressed it tightly, and it couldn't move. Moreover, after looking at Shen Changqing's quiet eyes for a while, the leader of the Red Race was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly realized that he was disturbed by some unknown force and magnified his bad emotions. everything.

It's completely quiet.

Shen Changqing didn't let go of the hands holding it, but raised his eyes slightly, looking at the other red people present.

He didn't speak anymore, but his dark, deep eyes have been watching them quietly, and the red people who have been negative, restless, and restless since just now have calmed down little by little.

It was extremely quiet.

Needle drop can be heard.

clatter

clatter

clatter

In the ear, the sound of Liu Fufeng's stepping footsteps sounded again, different from just now, this time, Shen Changqing released all his mental power as a comfort, and none of the red people present made a sound, and no one moved, everyone was quiet Listen, watch Liu Fufeng keep moving forward.

finally……

Liu Fufeng stopped.

He raised his eyes and looked at the cocoons in front of him. There was a solemn look in his dark and beautiful eyes.

Where no one can see, what Liu Fufeng sees in his eyes is a virtual world, a virtual world made of countless silk threads.

There, there are countless silk threads, densely packed, countless...

It was a huge, terrifying, and confusing world.

and--

The cocoon in front of Liu Fufeng's eyes, through the 'big banyan tree', and the world made of silk threads, are now closely connected with each other, inextricably linked...it cannot be easily cut off.

And what about the 'big banyan tree'?

In the world constructed by the whole world, the so-called supercomputer of the Red Race, that is, the "big banyan tree" is nothing more than a small knot formed by gathering countless silk threads. Compared with the whole silk thread world, Not worth mentioning.

Liu Fufeng stood quietly, his thin and thin body, in front of the huge cocoon, was as small as an ant, and it was not worth mentioning at all.

He is observing and watching.

This thread world is so huge and vast that it not only fills the information processing center of the entire Red Race, but also extends far away. At a glance, it is impossible to see where the end is at all...

What exactly is this?

Liu Fufeng didn't know.

He feels that it is unnecessary to pursue this issue at this time. The most important issue right now is-how to completely cut the cocoon ball from these silk threads?

He observed it carefully, and felt that in order to cut off the connection between the silk thread and the cocoon, he still had to start from the lump, that is, the 'big banyan tree'.

Liu Fufeng's body stood upright in front of the cocoon, and the distance between him and the 'big banyan tree' was less than 5 meters.

very close.

It's also dangerous.

What the red race people call a 'supercomputer', and has always been proud of, is now completely integrated with the world of silk threads, and the silk threads are not always standing still, but are constantly moving at a very slow speed. flowing...

The direction of their flow is that distant, endless place.

Liu Fufeng looked at the cocoon again, and the cocoon was also made of densely packed silk threads, and these threads were also constantly flowing.

The direction of their flow is very simple and clear, they flow to the 'big banyan tree', and then flow to further places through the 'big banyan tree'.

In this scene, it looks as if something is being transported.

There was a trace of confusion in Liu Fufeng's beautiful eyes, but they suddenly lit up, but soon, he frowned again.

Because, the origin of these continuously flowing silk threads is not all cocoon balls, they are in all directions, front, back, left, and right, directly encompassing the entire soul pool.

That is to say——

The silk threads provided by the cocoon group are actually just a part of the whole silk thread world. What if the cocoon group is not as important as I imagined?

Liu Fufeng hesitated a little.

Can--

In the next second, he quickly made a decision, no matter what, he must cut off the connection between the cocoon group and the entire silk thread world!

He believes that even if the things provided by the cocoon group are not all in the world of silk threads, they must still play a very important role.

Liu Fufeng suddenly raised his hand and grabbed one of the silk threads.

This scene, in the eyes of other people, was as if Liu Fufeng suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the air in the air. It looked very strange, and it would definitely look very stupid to change someone else.

But Liu Fufeng is so beautiful, he is so fragile, and he has a cool, clean, and elegant aura. Therefore, his behavior of gently raising his hand and grabbing the air is not only not stupid, but also a kind of reserved beauty.

Although the people of the Red Race didn't understand why, they didn't have any other distracting thoughts in their heads. With Shen Changqing's spiritual comfort, each of them was so calm both emotionally and spiritually.

Yue Qiguang frowned, looking worried.

Shen Changqing stood quietly, his eyes were as calm as before, but there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, cheeks, and neck. Obviously, with his own power, he was responsible for the emotional stability of so many red people. It's still stressful for him.

Shen Changqing, who was calm all over his body, was actually on the verge of collapse every minute and every second, but he still held on tightly.

Although he can't see the world that Liu Fufeng can see, Shen Changqing also understands a truth very well, he can't fall down.

Never fall down.

Once he can't maintain the stability within the Red Clan, it will have a very bad impact on Liu Fufeng's next actions.

Even, everything may be over.

Must be steady.

Shen Changqing's entire spiritual world was under tremendous pressure, but his face remained as calm as before, and it seemed that he was only sweating because the surrounding was too hot.

the other side.

After Liu Fufeng reached out and grabbed a silk thread, he didn't cut it off abruptly, but paused for a while, feeling the thread carefully.

It's very strange - Liu Fufeng didn't feel any energy from this silk thread, it just looked like an ordinary silk thread.

Could it be that he really thought wrong?

It is not a kind of energy that is continuously transmitted to the distance through the silk thread?

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The second update, good night everyone, see you tomorrow\\(^o^)/