Therapy Planet No. 13

"Come here everyone... This is one of our most unique clouds, known as the 'Joshua Character' because it looks like the iconic mustache of the current Federal Minister of Finance, Mr. Joshua..."

The voice of the volunteer guide from the front came, and Dong Yang, who had rubbed the words countless times, looked back curiously at the two people who were "on a date" and muttered in a low voice: "It's really weird. fetal!"

Other people will listen to the explanation more or less when visiting tourist attractions. As a result, these two people seem to have no interest in this place, and they are still so far behind... They can't hear it at all!

"can hear."

Lu Yi calmly pierced Dong Yang's doubts.

"You don't understand, the point of a date is not to listen to the explanation."

Angel took Lui's arm and raised it ostentatiously: "Here it is."

She kissed Lu Yi on the side of the face again, "Hey", and added, "And this!"

Along the way, they have become accustomed to the daily life of these two people showing their affection every second. Dongyang is indifferent and even can change the topic naturally.

"Speaking of which, I have a problem."

She eagerly verified: "You two can be chased by so many big people, so you should know a lot of big people, right? I heard that Minister Qiao started out in logistics and transportation in his early years, right?"

"I heard that he would go on a date with a local woman before reaching a planet when he was on a long-distance interplanetary transportation. He could go to bed at night when he met during the day, and then he left on a starship before dawn the next day..."

Dongyang shared his gossip with brows: "It is said that the number of his descendants is as many as the number of mustaches on his mouth! God, so many descendants, you say... even if he has more money, it is not enough to divide these people. Bar?"

Angel also showed an excited look: "Oh? Really?"

Lu Yi frowned and asked, "Where did you hear these rumors?"

"...Everyone said that..." Dongyang sniffed, unable to contain his curiosity.

"It's true that he started in the transportation industry, but as far as I know, he hasn't married yet." Lu Yi recalled the documents he had memorized when he was in the army, and affirmed.

Dongyang shook his head: "Oh, not getting married doesn't mean you won't have a one-night stand! You are too old-fashioned, and you are still so conservative in what age!"

Lui: "…"

Suddenly, I felt that I was ridiculed by the yin and yang of the kid.

"I'm just saying what I know."

"…"

Just as Dongyang was about to refute, he heard the voice of the instructor in front suddenly become excited: "And this! It is a new shape in recent years! What can you think of it? Can anyone guess it?"

There was a voice eager to try: "Tower? No... This piece looks like a tower, and the extra piece doesn't know what it looks like."

Another said, "You're talking about the Leaning Tower of Babel, right? It's very similar. I think it's a bit like that on the other side...Is it a mount?"

"A mount?" Another voice came out, "Isn't it a horse? It looks like it."

"The tower and the horse? What's so strange about this, it's not all over the street."

Someone stood up to show off his knowledge: "You don't look like a believer in the Tower of Babel, right? I wrote a dissertation when I was in "Introduction to Contemporary Theology" in college, and this sign looks like—"

"Holy Knights!"

Suddenly hearing that his answer was rushed, the show-off person was slightly surprised: "How do you know?"

This should be considered a relatively unpopular knowledge point.

Looking for the source of the sound, I found that the one who revealed the answer was a stunned volunteer lecturer.

However, the commentator's eyes were no longer above the clouds.

Dongyang followed the eyes of everyone suspiciously and forgot about the past, but found a large number of "black clouds" floating far away from the crowd on the opposite side.

Quickly, violently, with an unstoppable toughness.

"...I always thought it was the legend of those conspiracy theorists targeting the Tower of Babel..." The previous show-off man muttered to himself, "I didn't expect it to be true..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw the "black cloud" - oh no - after approaching, everyone realized that it was a crowd of black people - neatly "protruding" a corner, and when you looked carefully, everyone raised a line arm.

The arm also stretched out, and a little blue light slowly condensed in the black cloud, getting bigger and stronger...

There is no gun ban in this space port. Many people recognized what it was, and a loud roar came from nowhere, which woke up the curious crowd: "It's a high-energy particle gun! Everyone, run! "

However, at this time, the particle bombs that were brushed in unison were fired.

Countless cyan flames bounced off the clouds, landed on the ground, on the human body, and instantly turned into orange-red flames. For a time, there were many cloud layers that had never existed on this land.

The "Capital of Clouds" immediately became the "Capital of Colorful Clouds".

"Get out of the way!"

At the moment of accumulating energy, Lu Yi shoved Dongyang to the side, and he and Angel spread out from left to right in tacit understanding.

The particle gun pinned to his wrist changed shape in an instant, and before the shot was fired, it was another round of merciless strafing.

"Twenty people!" Angel shouted beside him, "I've never seen that type of gun! Have you seen it?"

From the intermittent smoke of gunpowder, the figure of the coming person became clearer and clearer.

If it is said that the representative color of the Tower of Babel in the hearts of the people is pure and sacred "white", then this is obviously the naked "black" that stands on the opposite side.

They all wore black trench coats and leather boots. The stand-up collar was obviously longer than the standard length. The zipper was pulled to the top, which just covered most of their faces, revealing only a pair of narrow, stern eyes under the dark hood.

No matter from which point of view, it is a very ordinary passerby dress.

The only thing that can connect people with the so-called "religious knight" in ancient books and legends is the zipper puller in the shape of a hollow tower.

I don't know what material it was made of, the light passed through the hollowed-out shape, casting giant tower-shaped shadows under their advancing feet.

Because they move with them, no matter how they walk, they step on the top of the tower with every step, as if the next step will be able to take a step up. You can think of the alias of the Tower of Babel - Tongtian.

"No."

Lu Yi answered Angel's question in a deep voice.

She hid behind a cart selling handmade souvenirs, and the gun stopped for a second on the head of the stall owner, "Get out of the way."

The owner of the car who wanted to run away with only his property was immediately frightened and ran away from the crime scene.

Pulling the bolt, Lui aimed at one of the men in black and pulled the trigger.

Seeing that the bullet was about to penetrate the opponent's chest, a thin black tower-shaped light and shadow instantly bounced off in front of that person.

Moths to the fire.

The bullet sank into the darkness and gave a matte finish, and the light and shadow disappeared together with the object.

"It's a protective shield."

Lui immediately said, "Instant! The number of times the energy that can withstand the attack and the level of a single attack are unknown! There is a risk."

If Louie could say the word "risky", it would prove "the risk is very high".

Angel immediately understood: "Withdraw!"

This is the case everywhere. The more powerful the place, the more luxurious the area is. Maybe these forces will be hidden when the crowd is dense, but as long as they reach the base camp, their arrogance will become arrogant.

In the "Hive", a news distribution center composed of strongholds, in an alley on the edge, all gatherings are naturally a group of small groups with little influence.

There was no popularity, most of the houses closed their doors, and even the spider webs and weeds began to spread wildly.

At this time, at the end of the street, there was a sound.

Tuk Tuk Tuk.

There was a quick knock on the door.

"Please come in—"

boom!

The invitation and the door breaking sounded at the same time, followed by an urgent and excited male voice: "Miss Zong! Something big has happened!"

Zong Shili, who was sitting at the desk, was quite helpless: "Huo Wen, how many times have I said it, we didn't just know each other for a day, just call me the editor-in-chief while working in the 'theatre'."

"Zong... Editor-in-chief." Huo Wen turned on the projection on his watch as he walked, "Don't worry about this, you look first."

A 1:1 isobody beam is projected on the concentrator in front of Zong Shili's desk.

"There's a shooting over there in Yundu." Huo Wen's tone was very urgent.

Zong Shili turned the electronic pen in his hand: "A shooting case? Isn't it normal here? Let other newspapers go, this is not our main report..."

Before the words were finished, a huge explosion sounded in the office, which almost shook the two people present from tinnitus.

Countless firelights in the beam filled Zong Shili's eyeballs.

"...This is my newly installed live broadcast equipment." Huo Wen explained apologetically, "The simulation degree of the live effect has reached 89.7324%... I turned the sound down..."

"-look at this."

Huo Wen suddenly froze the screen, the infrared light on the watch pointed to a black corner in the cloud and mist, and the button for adjusting the pointer was opened for three sections to zoom in and out, and the screen gradually zoomed in to the black part.

"This sign, horse, leaning tower, black."

The screen zooms out again, and freezes on the human face.

"It's from the Tower of Babel."

Huo Wenyan succinctly said: "This level of killing and longevity is absolutely impossible for civilian-made weapons. It is only possible that they have undergone a lot of experiments and have been repeatedly processed to produce fine products... I have also asked Miss Yue to check the weapons. It's not an officially released legal weapon, and it's not a high-level secret within the Armi Army. At present, I can only think of one possibility..."

The young boy raised his head, his eyes glowing: "The rumors about the independent armed forces of the Tower of Babel..."

"it is true!"

Zong Shili immediately stood up from the chair: "Do you know why it appeared?"

Drop drop —

There was another hurried sound from Huo Wen's wrist.

The boy glanced at it and his tone was trembling: "Zongzongzongzongzong - editor-in-chief! It's the Federal Army! The Federal Army also appeared on the scene! The weapons are new equipment that was just announced this summer... I remember that the government promised that this batch of weapons would used in…"

"New Army."

Zong Shili reacted immediately, she unscrewed the coat hanging on the hanger, and strode out: "Go to the scene."

"Hey!" Huo Wen responded quickly, he hurriedly turned off the projection on his watch, "Do you want to call Miss Shangyue!"

"Call."

The door was slammed open, and there was a long-wasted smell of dust.

While contacting "Miss Yue", Huo Wen trotted to catch up, and the shadows of the two were pulled by the sun.

When he touched the main door of the house, he turned up a corner, covering the old house number above:

Colosseum & Flavi Colosseum.

The author has something to say: Thank you:

Hukou escaped and threw 1 mine

Death threw 1 grenade

Reader "fat flower", irrigation nutrient solution +3.

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Friends who are interested in characters can click into the column and find the book of "Live Room" to see the protagonist's name... However, it is not the same person [x.

And the next chapter update is not at 13:13:13, it will be postponed to the evening, don't squat