Chapter 1820 Tacit understanding

Of course Mr. Prime Minister Konoe cannot understand what kind of mythical beast this spirit puppet is, but the rest of the content is very subtle.

Snake? What is a snake? Is it the snake I know?

Mr. Prime Minister once again assured the spirit of the universe that this was by no means something he could listen to for free. He decisively took out a pencil-thick auto-injector from his pocket and stabbed it hard on his wrist without saying a word.

As a well-trained professional politician, Prime Minister Konoe certainly understands the principle that the more you know, the sooner you will die.

However, he was already old after all. After living in the evil world of the five turbidities for a lifetime, his spirit was certainly a little weak, but he was not as good as those young people who died and slept whenever they wanted, so he still brought a sleeping needle. This

This medicine is quick to take effect, tastes good, and is not irritating. It has no other disadvantages except that it is a bit expensive. It is really friendly to an exhausted old man like me who is still living in the evil world of the five turbidities.

Sure enough, the slight tingling on the fingertips flashed by, and a soothing and heavy feeling of security naturally came to my mind.

...Then again, shouldn't I have done this a long time ago? I should have done this before the enemy was killed! Before completely losing consciousness, Prime Minister Konoe suddenly realized his stupidity

, I wanted to slap myself twice on the spot.

Of course, Prime Minister Konoe didn't know that just after he completely lost consciousness while holding his head, the twin girls from the Spiritual Research Association chased a "Mao Yuanzuo" who was almost fifty years younger than the original version into the house.

Of course, he didn't even know that his injection was actually in vain.

Before the general could scream, the heavy pressure formed by spiritual energy pressed three inches on the neck of every person who was still awake in the hall. Everyone lost consciousness instantly, and even fell asleep faster than the Prime Minister, and it was not even late.

Hear words like "snake".

From this perspective, Mr. Mao Yuanzuo can actually be regarded as a kind person. He has not yet thought of silencing everyone, but he just hopes that everyone will not hear news that they should not hear.

This probably also shows that Mr. Mao is hiding the secret of being a psychic master, and there is no need to continue hiding it.

Of course, psychic fainting compressions are treated equally, but the dust of the times falls on everyone is different after all. Therefore, there are people who become vegetative on the spot, and there are still people who have their necks broken and die on the spot.

Yes, but this is probably life.

Mao Yuanzuo is a hidden master, but his control of spiritual energy is not yet precise enough for an individual. Of course, this does not rule out the possibility that he can do it, but it is completely unnecessary.

This meeting, which was supposed to be a joyful meeting where everyone held hands and cheered and announced that everyone was a traitor, was destined to end in a very bloody way.

Gan Jiang and Mo Xie stood at the door, taking in the scene in the messy living room. For these two well-trained psychics, the environment in the hall was completely different. They seemed to see

A ghastly spider lair, with spider webs made of psychic energy covering all the space in the room.

The limbs of the dead and fainted people fell into the space, as if they were prey waiting to dry on the spider web.

As for Mao Yuanzuo, who stood calmly on the spot, he was not a spider, but a part of the spider web.

Of course, the same was true for the middle-aged version of Mao Yuanzuo. He jumped straight into the hall. It seemed as if he jumped into the room on his own initiative, but in fact he was pulled into the room by a spider web composed of spiritual beings.

Then, this strange being who seemed to be fifty years younger than the real Mao Yuanzuo had lost his previous agile aura and demeanor. He stood in the middle of the hall like a puppet, blocking the way between the twins and the elderly Mao Yuanzuo.

between.

The eyes of the twin girls swept across the corpses in the room, and finally fell on Marshal Ferragut. He slumped down and curled up on his chair, his eyes still wide open, with a simple and warm smile in front of him.

It can no longer be seen, but it looks like a Vajra statue with angry eyes.

The general showed a sad expression: "The fat marshal is actually a good man. Junior uncle will be very sad."

Moye nodded: "He is trying every means to save the country. He actually doesn't want to hurt you, nor does he want to hurt other people, but he has the will to die."

When their eyes fell on Mao Yuanzuo, they felt evil spirits: "And you killed him."

"His biggest mistake was that he didn't plan to kill me until the end. He was indeed a good person, but of no use." Mao Yuanzuo sighed, with undisguised sadness in his eyes:

"Girls, this is the awakening of adults. We have different understandings of saving the country and different prospects for the future, so we are willing to pay everything for this. Our lives are actually just the smallest price. Not only

It’s me, your junior uncle, your great master, aren’t they all like this?”

General Mo Xie showed a disgusted expression. They could not tolerate this old thief actually comparing themselves to his junior uncle and grand master. If it had been them before, they would have torn this guy's face to pieces.

And instead of using a sword, he used spiritual energy to control it into hooks and claws to tear it apart.

However, they knew that although this mysterious and weird old man did not show particularly terrifying spiritual pressure, he was probably the most powerful enemy they had ever faced (alone) in their lives.

Against this kind of enemy, commonplace items like lightsabers were meaningless. The two sisters hid their hands behind their backs, but there was an ion salt bomb sandwiched between each finger.

Mao Yuanzuo glanced at the twins, smiled, took a few steps back to avoid the dead body, and casually found a chair to sit down. His movements now were very light and agile, although they were still those of a wrinkled old man.

His face is like that of a twenty-year-old who regularly participates in physical exercise.

As he walked, the spiritual energy stagnant in the room was absorbed into his body, like a terrifying spider retracting its dense web.

So, when the aura faded, the young Mao Yuanzuo, who was already forty, revealed his true form - as if he were a doll carved out of black wood.

"Finally you are not going to act anymore. Do your voters, as well as the subordinates of your Co-Prosperity Party, know that you are a saint?" the general said.

"Your master, does the Galaxy Empire know about it?" Moye asked additionally.

Mao Yuanzuo showed a smile: "I am actually already in the seventh ring. According to your Grand Master's classification, I am actually a saint."

Can you still make progress at this age? Putting aside the character of the person involved, this is actually a very inspiring scene.

Gan Jiang and Mo Xie looked at each other, their shoulders sank slightly, and they moved a few steps away from their lunges. This way they could both attack and escape. Of course, just in case, they even prepared false orders - since Lingyan

After becoming a partner of the Rainbow Rose Foundation, there will no longer be a shortage of such things.

"I'm not sure if the empire knows, but your Grand Master must know."

The twin girls looked doubtful. In this case, doubt is not absolute, which means that there is absolutely no doubt.

If you round up the numbers, some of the rumors are really credible.

"Are you really good friends with Grand Master and Marshal Li?" Mo Xie asked curiously, and then his twin sister hit him on the head with his fist.

Mao Yuanzuo smiled and acquiesced without saying anything else. He probably really felt that there was no denying this kind of thing.

"No matter what your past is, Mr. Mao Yuanzuo, you should be arrested for treason. At the same time..." The general's eyes swept over the dark puppet. This motionless puppet has lost the appearance of Mao Yuanzuo.

His face was flat and his facial features were smooth, but he looked inexplicably a bit more sinister.

"I'm even more curious. You can actually recognize this as the Yuling Puppet... Oh, yes, the snake hole has been destroyed. All parties involved in this battle have gained a lot." Mao Yuanzuo showed an expression of sudden realization.

"There is a difference between relying on spiritual energy and relying on entities. We have detailed spiritual fluctuation levels and understand all the data." I don't know when a goggle appeared on the general's face, and there were vague characters on the lens.

beat.

"It takes less effort and is more stable than the outer body. It can also rely on all the breath, spirit, memory and skills, but it is easier to be seen through. However, for most psychics who cannot master the outer body in their entire life,

, it’s good news.” Mo Xie said.

Mao Yuanzuo spread his hands with helplessness on his face: "That's why I said that when the Imperial Colossus began to attack the Abyss Nebula, all the struggles were meaningless. At that time, we should have chosen to destroy all the data. It's a pity, the ancestors

In the past, I was a stubborn person, too stubborn to be a leader like a snake. I hope the new leader can be flexible and pragmatic."

"Soon, we will be able to make our own puppets. My uncle said that psykers in the new era must not only have robot subordinates, but also psionic robots. However, this is all a matter for the future.

Already." Mo Xie said.

"So, you admitted it. We guessed that you were a psychic, and we also knew that you were a traitor, but we never thought that you could hide it so deeply." Gan Jiang narrowed his eyes slightly.

The twin girls' hands hidden behind their backs were still holding the ion salt bomb tightly, and the spiritual light rubbed on their skin, condensing into a structure like dragon scales.

"This is nothing more than a national thief or an old thief. This traitor has gone too far." Mao Yuanzuo smiled bitterly and shook his head, then poured himself a glass of wine slowly: "Girls, let's be more mature. Whether it's an ion salt bomb, or

Your dragon scale gauntlets combined with the interceptor hand can't do anything to me. I know that the interceptor hand has a special attack on 'control', but you don't think that I operate a puppet and use it as a wide-area gravity trap, so that I am really a master.

Bar?"

The twin girls' faces were solemn. They felt that they were teased by their elders during actual combat training, and this is how they feel now.

"Including your Tiantu Sword, I understand many of the secret teachings of the Spirit Research Association. Even better than your master and most of your uncles."

Maybe what this old thief said is true.

Gan Jiang and Mo Xie could use spiritual perception and sensed his calmness, and suddenly felt that the situation was a bit dangerous. However, as disciples of the Spirit Research Association, they could not lose even if they lost a battle, let alone lose another after a battle. They

He also calmly revealed his hands hidden behind his back.

"We are no match for you. We can neither arrest nor execute you. However, we have at least confirmed your multiple identities. All your faces have been sent to Senior Brother." Gan Jiang said.

"The whole universe will know your true face." Mo Xie said.

"Will he?"

"..."

"Your senior brother? You are talking about the young man Yang Mingzhao. Hahaha, even if he is not a psychic, he might be able to be the prime minister in the future. He won't." Mao Yuanzuo said in a determined tone.

Gan Jiang and Mo Xie were unable to answer. Their spiritual powers could still sense the other party's undisguised emotions.

"Little Ling'er and her parents boarded the Alliance's July luxury cruise ship yesterday. The empire will not take action against the Poseidon Group's ultra-luxury cruise ship. The child was still talking about you when she boarded the ship.

Where’s his name?”

General Mo Xie looked at each other. If there was anyone they felt sorry for, it was only this classmate they knew in the public school. One thing is that although she is the granddaughter of Mao Yuanzuo, she is at best the eldest lady's coquettishness, which is really nothing.

She is evil-minded, and she really treats the twins as best friends.

My original intention was that it was very cool and cool to have a third generation member of the Spiritual Research Society as my best friend. But no matter what the motivation was, at least the feelings were sincere.

They also immediately realized that the other party might be well aware of their arrival today.

"The password for the robot passage from the beach to the underground garage was not given by you, was it?" Moye asked.
To be continued...