Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

The high-top boots stepped on the steel steps, making a "bang bang" sound that echoed. Then the owner of the boots jumped up, jumped directly from the high platform, and walked towards the exit of the passage.

The short hair dyed light purple, the hands in the pockets of the jacket, and the denim shorts on the lower body all showed the girl's youthful and rebellious style. When passing by a store, her eyes paused for a few seconds and looked in the glass reflector. of yourself and then move on.

Walking on the road, there are gradually more and more shops on both sides of the street, with lights and signboards of various colors, and the ground reflected is also colorful. People come in and out from time to time, and occasionally you can hear the sounds of pedestrians talking and laughing on the street.

"Buzz--" The personal terminal in her pocket vibrated, and the girl took it out to answer it.

"Well, I understand. I'll be there soon. How about you, are you all here?"

…

"Okay, hang up first." Then she put down her personal terminal and looked at a tall building in the distance, where there was a bright sign of 'Diamond Wine Shop'

That's where it was. The girl walked in that direction and disappeared into the sea of ​​people after a while.

A room on the 14th floor of the hotel.

Colorful lights were rotating, and about 30 people gathered here. Some were sitting at the table, some were standing by the window sill chatting, and some were walking around holding wine glasses.

After a while, the door was pushed open, and a girl with short light purple hair walked in, attracting the attention of several people who had been waiting in the corner.

"Clara, this way~"

They waved to each other, then walked over, sat down together, and soon chatted about the changes and things in the past few years.

"Basically all the junior high school students are here, with a few exceptions." Someone counted.

"Which ones?" the girl next to her asked curiously.

"Hesia didn't come, Lina shouldn't dare to come, Jones is currently participating in special training to prepare for applying to the military academy, and the other two are also busy."

"With Heshia's current reputation and status, she will definitely not come to participate. Looking back, I really regret it. If I had established a good relationship with her back then, I might have been successful today." Someone said with regret.

"Ah, that's right, I often have dreams that I regret, alas." Someone echoed, to which Clara sat aside and played with her personal terminal, still not saying anything.

"By the way, Clara, you are not Heshia's elementary school classmate. Is she still in contact with her past friends?" Someone couldn't help but asked curiously.

Clara raised her head, glanced at the eager girl opposite and said, "I don't know."

"Hey, how could you not know, you..." She wanted to ask something else, but was quickly stopped by others.

In this regard, Clara just shook her head slightly and ignored it. If it weren't for a few junior high school classmates she was close to, she would have stopped coming to such a party like Hesia.

After all, this kind of gathering does not mean much about missing the friendship of classmates. It is more about everyone wanting to see how their former classmates are doing now and satisfy their own anxieties and uneasiness. If the relationship is really good, even if it is not a class reunion, it will Being able to get together and play.

I won’t come next time, Clara decided in her heart. Anyway, when they graduate next year, they will probably compare and show off with each other, who went to which good company, who got into college, who has a career arranged in their family, etc.

Everyone was chatting, and the topics ranged from Hesia, who is now the most popular in the star field, to the academy, and then to their current situation.

"I have reached Sequence 3, and I will probably reach Sequence 4 before graduation next year." A boy announced proudly, which attracted a burst of envy from everyone.

Most of the people here today are still in Sequence 2, and a small number will be able to enter Sequence 3 before graduating in fourth grade next year. As for those who will have Sequence 4 when they graduate, there are only 1-2 in the class.

For ordinary people, graduating from high school means entering the workforce, and most of their extraordinary strength will stay at the graduation stage, which is around Sequence 2. A few people will be promoted to Sequence 3 after a few years, but after that, as they age, Increase, gradual separation from learning, forgetting of knowledge, etc., making it difficult to move forward, and this is where it freezes.

Truly talented people have long been screened out in education. If they have Sequence 4 strength when they graduate, they can use their status as fresh graduates to enter large companies and work as backbone employees.

"Clara."

"Clara."

"What's wrong?" The girl regained consciousness and turned to look at her companions.

"I was talking to you just now and you didn't reply to me. Are you looking in a daze?" She grabbed Clara's hand, and then prepared to scratch it with her other hand.

"Have you fallen in love with Su Lun? Just now he said that he could reach Sequence 4 before graduation. Many girls are jealous." As he said this, the girl whispered in Clara's ear.

"Let me tell you, don't tell others. In fact, since this semester's vacation, Dudu has been interested in getting close to Su Lun. He always talks about Su Lun in group chats from time to time, and then asks him about various things in his life. His performance His concern, tsk tsk, that look, none of us girls can understand."

"Dudu is so pretty and bratty. I used to hate it. But at that time, she and Lina were so close that I didn't dare to offend her. Now she is still like this. It's really annoying." Clara listened. Her companions told her about many conflicts between girls, and it was then that she realized that there were many secrets. In the past, she was used to being casual and unrestrained, and rarely paid attention to this. It seemed that she had missed a lot of gossip.

"How about we come up with some ideas and try to help you chase Su Lun and suppress that guy Dudu."

"Su Lun has changed in the past few years and is indeed more handsome than before. If he joins a big company in the future, he will almost cross the class. No wonder Dudu is so proactive." Another companion also said encouragingly.

In response, Clara did not answer immediately, but just opened a bottle of soda and took a sip first.

"Huh, this tastes pretty good." Clara commented.

"I'm here to give you some advice, Clara. Do you want to try chasing Su Lun? With your current figure, I don't think it's difficult to win over him."

"That is, if Su Lun is caught, marriage life will be easier in the future."

Clara shook her head as she listened, "You can go chase it yourself, I'm really not interested."

The classmates she was familiar with in the past now feel a little strange, as if there is a barrier between them. It is not easy for her to laugh at her friends' worldly ideas, because for them, this may indeed be a good choice.

But now, she has already escaped from this mundane prison. Although she is not extremely powerful or wealthy, she does feel that nothing can restrain her. She can go wherever she wants and try whatever she wants without any hesitation or confusion. .

Picking up the soda, Clara walked to the window, first took a breath of the refreshing cold air, then leaned against the window sill and continued to drink the soda. Occasionally she looked back at the crowd of people in the room, feeling that it would be refreshing and comfortable. .

"This is life." She sighed softly, her words drowned in the music and lights.

Thousands of miles above the North Fifth District, a gray aircraft shuttled through the night sky, with blue lights flashing and slowly crossing the sky.

Sitting next to the window, Heshia was wearing an elegant gray and white dress, looking down at the city clusters that were passing over the ground. Occasionally, she encountered a few sparks dotted among them, which were very conspicuous. However, most places were still dark. Can't see clearly.

On the personal terminal placed in front of her, one or two messages occasionally popped up. Some of them were from Edes Academy, some were from Gray Dust Crystal, and only one was an inquiry from Yilin.

Yilin: [When will you come back and go out for the holidays]

Heshia: [About mid-August, I’ve been a little busy lately]

Erin: [OK]

Speaking of which, among her childhood classmates, Yilin was the only one who often contacted her. Although other elementary school classmates also talked in the group, everyone would tacitly agree not to disturb Hexia. After all, the status gap is now huge, which makes Hexia Sia is also a little helpless. She really doesn't have as much time as she used to.

Life is like a shooting star. Many familiar things slowly fade away and can never be looked back.

There are no lights on in the cabin, only a small box placed on the table emits a faint light, vaguely reflecting the surroundings. Inside the box are time numbers, showing that it is night at this moment [21:27]

Just as Heshia leaned on her seat and closed her eyes to recall, a few tiny light spots rose from the dark earth below, and then quickly approached the shuttle aircraft.

These light spots gradually grew larger, allowing people to see clearly that they were the tail flames of the jet. Then a rapid siren sounded inside the aircraft, and all emergency lights were turned on.

[Warning, warning, unknown dangerous flying objects are approaching, please prepare for stress]

[Warning, warning, unknown dangerous flying object - boom!

A violent flash of light bloomed in the night sky, and then the shock wave of the explosion spread. The sturdy aircraft was blown apart, one wing broke and fell, and thick smoke billowed out of the torn gap.

Just as the aircraft was about to crash into the dark earth, several blue laser beams swept across the night sky, dismembering the remaining parts of the aircraft, and successive explosions also sounded in the night sky.

The burning flames rushed towards the earth carrying the debris, illuminating the approaching ground. This was the no-man's land of the North Fifth District. The ground was flat and desolate, with almost no place to hide.

The dark red debris hit the ground, splashing large sparks and debris, and then continued to roll forward, bringing with it scorched black marks and long ravines, and then slowly stopped. The remaining firelight scattered on the ground, reflecting the Debris all around.

In the light of the fire, a woman in blue uniform rushed out with Hesia in her arms. Soon after, several laser rays swept from the night sky, tearing apart the debris on the ground again, and the shining light briefly illuminated the earth.

[Call the survivors, come to me quickly and protect the singer Hesia]

The woman in blue uniform carried Hesia and sent out signals while walking around. Then several surviving combatants rushed out of the wreckage and approached her.

The combatants accompanying these aircraft wore gray exoskeleton armor, which looked very solid and made people feel reliable. In fact, they could have survived the crash and explosion just now, as long as they were not directly hit by the laser beam.

It seemed that people escaping from the ground were observed, and several laser rays were shot out in the night sky again, but because the distance was too far and the people on the ground kept wandering around, it was difficult to aim accurately.

After that, a blue flying disk quickly flew up, and then bloomed in the air, forming a hemispherical blue round cover, covering the people below. In this way, even if the laser light shines, it will be blocked by the round cover and cannot penetrate.

The 'Sykne Defense System', the signature product of the giant company Sykne Security Provider, is well-known in the Federation. Even the laser beam of the mecha is difficult to penetrate in a short time.

Seeing that it was safe for the time being, the woman in blue put Heshia on the ground and carefully checked the singer girl to see if she was injured.

"I'm fine." Heshia looked at the investigator who was touching her body, and waved her hands quickly with some embarrassment, saying that she was really fine and there was no problem.

"Yes, your own strength is not bad."

Perhaps because of concern, the woman in blue also reacted. She let go of Heshia and introduced herself against the backdrop of the exciting shield light behind her.

"My name is Cootia, and I am the patrol officer of the Diva Supervision Office under the Tribunal. I am responsible for protecting your safety at the moment." After she finished speaking, she stood at attention and then pulled out the saber she carried with her. The straight silver blade was infused with magic power. , a striking blue light blade appeared on the edge, which was particularly conspicuous in the dark night.

This patrol officer wears the cobalt blue Star Tears logo, and the uniforms and equipment on her body all indicate that she is the backbone of the Tribunal, a follower of Amularin's legacy, and her own strength is among the top in Sequence 6. , even in a sudden explosion, he can rush to Hesia and save her for protection.

"Thank you." Hesia leaned over to express her gratitude, blinking slightly as she observed the patrol officer she had never seen before.

There are members of the Tribunal permanently stationed on the aircraft. Heshia has known this for a long time. She has even noticed the presence of plainclothes people in her life, but out of politeness, she usually does not point them out. This is also the first time she has seen them face-to-face. To this backbone of the Tribunal.

While the two were talking, a soldier wearing gray exoskeleton armor approached to report.

"Report to the patrol officer, a distress message has been sent out, and support will arrive soon."

"Very good, now we just need to hold on." After hearing the report, Cootia calmed down a bit, then looked back at the shield that was constantly illuminated by laser light.

"With the strength of this defense system, it can probably last for 3-5 minutes." She estimated, and then took out another palm-sized Frisbee from her waist.

"There are spare ones here." After saying that, she put the Frisbee in Hesia's hand.

"If the situation is critical, just turn the knob in the middle of the Frisbee and throw it out, and it will automatically form a defensive shield."

"Thank you, but the situation may not be that simple." The girl took the Frisbee and pointed to the night sky behind everyone. Several black figures were approaching, and the laser light reflected their outlines.

With its thick and solid body, gray-green mecha shell, and right-angled outer armor, the overall look is like that of a heavy armored infantryman.

'Linxi-b1 type' was once deployed as a sixth-level military mecha. It is famous for its strong armor and fierce firepower. It is the main force on the frontal battlefield. It requires a sequence 6 driver with extremely strong physical fitness to operate it. It has been withdrawn. Mainstream combat forces, but some military districts are still retained.

The six mechas swooped down and landed on the ground, splashing a lot of dust and shaking the ground. Then the mechas unfolded their cold and dark ring-shaped gun barrels under their arms and aimed them at the shield in front of them.

In an instant, the fire lit up, and countless crimson and hot enchanted bullets passed through the night and hit the shield. The high-speed rotating metal barrel was like an afterimage, and the sound of the continuous shooting was too dense, like a scream, which was inaudible. to any interlude.

In just 8 seconds, tens of thousands of enchanted bullets were poured on the shield, smashing it into pieces and exploding. The torrent of crimson bullets swept across the open space inside the shield like a plow.

The red-hot ground was steaming, the smoke slowly dissipated, and there was no longer a standing figure inside.

[Report, the target figure has been lost, and it is initially determined to be eliminated]