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Chapter nine hundred and fifty fifth bizarre dream

Chapter 955 Bizarre Dream

The two people coming from the other side of the landing platform had been in contact with us for a short time before. They were the young soldier and his partner.

These two came to see us off. Although there may be orders from superiors, this is still a bit surprising. I didn't expect that Jin's receptive ability was really strong, and I didn't expect that Toululu, an insect star, was still shy.

Shy guy: He wanted to apologize to Miss Lin for indiscriminately killing people with a light knife, but he was too embarrassed to say it and had to ask Jin to help him say it out.

I had to comfort him and make him feel at ease. After all, although it was Tuolulu who took the initiative to attack, the result was that Miss Lin slapped him in the face with a frying pan without saying a word...

"The Toberu tribe is a race with great potential."

Looking at the psionic saber on Tolulu's forelimbs, Sandora suddenly said to the other party seriously, "Although you may not be able to accept this now, I personally look forward to the day in the future when the Toberu people can appear.

In the empire's laboratory, you are the first life form that can directly utilize psionic energy by relying on individual strength. At present, you are the first except for the Xiling Apostle. I hope that in the future the two races can put aside their past grievances."

By the way, I didn't think of it before, but now I think of it, this insect star seems to be the Toberu tribe, and the Toberu tribe is a perverted civilization that relied on military strength to resist the empire for three years, and is now in exile.

All the spaceships in the fleet and the ten planetary fortresses including the one under our feet are their achievements. Such a super-powerful civilization is not ordinary. Even the arrogant Sandora must regard them as potential stocks that can cooperate.

, thinking of this, I looked at Brother Insect with admiration - people should not be judged by their appearance. Who said that aliens from the Zerg race can only take the biceps route? Isn't this guy in front of me taking the high-tech route?

Hearing Sandora's words, before Torulu had time to react, Jin quickly became nervous and asked hurriedly: "Aren't you going to be tied up in the laboratory for slice studies?"

...You can imagine what is written in the textbooks of the elementary school students of the Exiled Fleet. I don't know if their elementary school students' reading materials say whether the imperial soldiers can eat human flesh...

"One day, you will use your own glasses to determine with your own eyes what the new empire will look like."

Lilina said something old-fashioned, then took out a handful of small leaves, pulled out two and stuffed them into the hands of Jin and Tuolulu: "This is my business card. If you take this to join the Life God Cult, you can skip the line and the registration fee.

From now on, if you have a minor illness or disaster, you don’t need to ask for help. You can be cured by praying at home. When praying, state your name and address clearly. Even if there is a voice from the sky saying that the line is busy, just ignore it. Recently, the temple is upgrading the server.

That’s a false alarm…”

I was sweating profusely as I watched from the side. She was able to do missionary work as well as sell psoriasis medicine. Lilina was considered a talent.

Jin and Toululu were both stunned. I guess they had never heard of prayer when they were so old. Looking at the exile fleet like this, it seemed that they had no history of religion - they were originally from the Empire and the Star Territory.

Even if the "foreign people" on the two borders have faith, they are not the Star Territory Gods. Otherwise, after so many years, they should have contacted the living Lei Feng in the Star Territory by dialing randomly. As for how embarrassed they are?

When I asked, it turned out to be true. Jin didn’t know what prayer was, and Torulu didn’t know what religion was at all...

So Lilina was instantly treated as a child talking nonsense by them.

Onee-sama is smiling, and the smile on her face has not faded since she reached an agreement with the "Parliament." Now she patted Lilina on the head, turned her head and said to me: "Every time after something sad ends,

, this girl is really good at adjusting the atmosphere."

I thought about it and felt that this was mainly due to Lilina's lack of heart and lungs.

"The United Fleet is about to dock. Is this true?"

Jin seems to have a lot to say, but he is not very familiar with us, so he only said this sentence after holding it in for a long time, still cautiously. It can be seen that the bad image of the imperial soldiers is still deeply rooted in his mind, and in the end

At least there are probably not many people of his generation who can make friends with the Imperial people.

"Yes, the empire will make arrangements as soon as possible, and you will settle down in a new universe," I nodded affirmatively, my tone unquestionable, "I assure you, everything will be fine, and all fleet members will have a stable life.

House's."

Jin probably didn't feel much about the "comforting home", just like the tribes in the ruined world couldn't imagine the sky with the sun, moon and stars, but he still smiled. After all, he was still a young man, even a child.

Even if he doesn't know how to spend his real childhood, it doesn't stop children of his age from yearning for novel things, and he is full of expectations for the new world I call him.

"They all taught me that the Imperial people are very cruel, but you are all different, not at all the same as what the books say," Jin said happily, "I am still afraid of those Imperial spaceships, but I am not afraid of you...

…Are you really that kind of emperor? I heard that the emperor is the most powerful person in the entire empire, smarter than everyone else, and never makes mistakes - the book writes Emperor Xiling as such a terrible guy."

No matter how I answered this question, I felt a little guilty, so I simply didn’t answer it.

The high-level Zerg Torulu, who looks like a mantis, doesn't like talking to outsiders very much, and it kept silent while we were talking. After a while, when we were all about to leave, it finally said something:

"It's good to live a stable life. Many people voted in favor. The Toberu people don't like fighting. I have something to say and we have no other choice but to accept it."

This is another word that sounds confusing, but it is not difficult to understand. There is no way, this seems to be the racial characteristics of the Toberu tribe.

As a species with extraordinary intelligence and evolution, the Toberu people have a very special thinking process. When a Toberu people think about a problem, several threads are carried out at the same time. They are born with the ability to divide an extremely complex matter into hundreds of

The ability to think in simple threads at the same time, and this ability becomes when they speak: they usually organize everything they want to express in an instant, and then say it in a random order...

This will of course cause inconvenience to the other party in normal communication. In fact, the Toberu people use skills similar to psychic communication to communicate with each other. However, compared with the Xiling Apostles, this kind of psychic communication has limitations.

It can be used on the same race, and the communication distance is limited, so they can only use their somewhat degraded language organs when communicating with foreigners. This process is a torture for both parties. The Toberu people have to find a way to make themselves speak

Things can be understood, while the person standing opposite them has to spend twice as much time coding every sentence he hears - I can't imagine a Toberu man reading an argumentative essay to himself.

What a terrible thing. Maybe it would be better to read prose, because it is very loose in the first place...

"I understand the general meaning," I extended my hand to Torulu in a friendly manner, "I also like peaceful days, so I understand how you feel."

Tuolulu looked at my outstretched hand and hesitated for a moment, then carefully touched me with her smaller right forelimb: "I've never seen such etiquette before. It's incredible. Emperor Xiling likes peace. The energy reaction in your body is not

Psionic energy?"

I touched my nose. The Toberu race is indeed extraordinary. I don’t know how they evolved the racial talent for psionic energy (according to the example of the empire, they may have consciously transformed their lives after developing to a certain extent.

form), but Brother Insect in front of me can actually "see" at a glance that the energy response on my body is different from that of the Xiling Apostles. This reminds me of the group of Xiling Apostles who have double-digit sensors on at all times.

"Vega? What are you looking at?" I noticed that there was a line of sight beside me that kept scanning around. I couldn't help turning my head and took a look, only to find that it was Vega standing behind me, and Sister Scorpion was looking curiously.

Sweep it around Torulu's body.

I seriously reminded Weijia: "Although I also have shells, I'm probably not a relative of yours..."

No, they are also arthropods, and the beautiful Vega is much prettier than the triangular-headed Tollulu.

Weijia ignored my objection, but moved his tail and took small steps in place and looked at Tolulu for a long time. He stared at the latter with horror before he said: "Hey, you have four legs. Which one does you walk on first?"

"

My tiger body suddenly trembled, and then I saw Tuolulu twisting awkwardly for a long time, and then turned sideways beautifully.

Weijia shook his head in disappointment: "There are two less than me. It seems that the situation is different... I haven't thought about this problem until now... Which one is more suitable..."

My tiger body continued to tremble, and I said to myself, "I love you. Weijia is still thinking about this problem. She didn't understand it last time and made herself roll over once. This time, she found her balance on the four-legged interstellar friend."

.

Torulu climbed up with difficulty at this time, looking at Weijia who looked a little embarrassed. Out of politeness of an arthropod, he also asked: "How do you usually walk? You have six legs?"

I feel like my tiger body has to be set to vibration mode today: these two are planning to compete!

But Weijia is an experienced person after all. As soon as Tuolulu finished speaking, she turned into a human form, turned around and walked away with two long legs that could almost walk on the catwalk.

As he walked, he muttered: "You won't fall into the same trap twice. You are not His Majesty the Emperor..."

She walked away neatly, but Tuolulu and Jin were watching from behind but gradually became messy. I don't know how Sister Scorpion, who used to be so serious and serious, could still have a dark side, so she had no choice but to become messy too, but Raven was beside her.

An explanation made me understand what was going on: Scorpions are not smart, and Weijia didn't mean to show off to others. Her reflex arc was simply too straight.

"The Scorpion Soldier's nerves are so short that she can't even reach the end unless she stretches them straight. If you ask her again later, she will have forgotten who Torulu is." Raven 001 whispered.

I cast a sidelong glance at this guy. Raven 001 is the first batch of strongest clones of Sylvia. I have every reason to believe that this weird guy has the longest nerves and can go around the equator without counting the ends.

The kind of circle...

Because we took over a mess all at once, the things we had to deal with piled up in an instant. Not only Shandora and I, but also my sister, Lilina and even Lin Xue were probably all busy (mainly because this matter belongs to history)

The remaining issues also involve the dark history of the empire. The Xiling Apostles are really not good at this aspect. They are used to murder and arson, but they are not used to post-war compensation and demolition subsidies), so everyone did not stay too much in the Ghost Fleet, and the young man

After the soldier duo said goodbye and exchanged the last batch of navigation data with the "Parliament" (this was mainly to prevent them from hitting the macro world again before migrating to the new universe), the family boarded the return shuttle.

In fact, Qianqian and I are still a little regretful. Qianqian is full of interest in exploring any place she has never been to, while I feel that the dim world under the steel sky of the planet fortress is fascinating - although it is not suitable for permanent residence.

But as an occasional tourist attraction, such a confined space covered in interstellar alloy has a unique charm.

...I probably don’t have agoraphobia or anything like that.

Regarding the ghosts - well, it should be renamed the Exile Fleet now. There must be many details to consider regarding the placement of the Exile Fleet, and it will also take time to prepare a livable universe for them that is habitable and less subject to imperial interference.

However, these can be handled according to regular affairs. What really consumes energy and makes the Xiling apostles feel troublesome is the relationship between the exile fleet and the emperor: it is true that the misunderstanding between the new empire and the exile fleet has been resolved.

But the latter's vigilance and rejection of the Xiling Apostle has now almost evolved with the evolution of the species into something engraved in DNA, just like humans will feel creepy when they hear the ear-piercing scream, just like some Attars on the earth.

The pure-blooded descendants of Landis will become excited after being exposed to psionic energy for the first time. This biological instinct is almost impossible to resist through personal will, so now the empire is faced with an unprecedented proposition:

How to support a group of veteran soldiers who need to be resettled after the war, but who are extremely repulsive to themselves, and who can't hit, scold or even speak and try not to let themselves appear directly...

Anyway, after the topic was brought to Pandora, the girl overloaded it in front of me without saying a word, and Viska decisively ran to the yard to count ants: she was afraid that like her twin sister, she would fall down in the fish tank while smoking.



The matter of the exile fleet made everyone feel a little heavy in their hearts. We discussed a lot of things after dinner. This time it was very rare that the entire first family was discussing business. Sandora and I tried to find a way to escape from the world that the empire has already registered.

Looking for a blank universe suitable for exiles to settle in, my sister was discussing in a low voice with Lin Xue how to slowly change the survivors' impression of the Xiling apostles: they are actually very powerful in this aspect, and my sister is thoughtful and delicate.

, the eldest lady has an unparalleled ability to deduce the future. Even without any basis, she can directly see clearly the impact of each stage of a plan from the beginning to the end. This talent

It is as useful as cheating when making n-year plans. Even Qianqian is not idle. She is discussing with Lilina how to use love to influence the exiles and make them feel the warmth of home... At present, their

The initial plan is to show the news network to the exile fleet at 7:30 every night, so that they can happily drown in the beautiful world of the news network. I have to say that this plan is simply too cruel and inhumane. I have to continue to ignore these two people and not cause trouble.

The first living treasure.

We kept discussing until nearly eleven o'clock, but there was not much progress. After all, this is a big project. If a plan can be come up with a few hours of discussion, then it would be too big. Shandora and I initially decided to take the second step.

Tian Tian began to search all the void coordinates currently controlled by the empire, trying to find a world where the exile fleet could immigrate within three days. My sister and Lin Xue denied each other for several hours, and the only result was to break out more than three kilograms of melon seed peels. In fact, I

What's even more worrying is that Miss Lin stayed out all night long and didn't even come back until late at night. Her father didn't even care. Could this girl be given away by her parents as a free phone bill...

The discussion between Qianqian and Lilina has produced preliminary results: they decided to follow Xiling's news broadcast every night with an hour-long talk legal program to accuse the fallen apostles of their inhumane crimes against humanity - this plan

I think it's relatively reliable, as long as they can really interview the suspect when the show starts.

Then the whole family went to bed - Anwenna should sing in an hour or so, The Life of the Little Ghost Maid... This is my hobby after death, and the whole family is too embarrassed to interfere, so I have to sing it before then

Just make yourself unconscious.

Maybe many people didn't have a good rest that night, but I was like this anyway. Even the mercury lamp could tell that everyone was in a bad mood. It was rare that they didn't pester me to continue telling her the story of Alibaba and the forty Tmalls in the evening——

In fact, I really can’t make up this story anymore, because it’s hard for me to explain to Mercury Lamp why Alibaba changed from a bearded Arab digging into the basement to a seller of household appliances. This is all Qianqian’s fault, she has no idea

I shouldn't have told the Mercury Lamp the first story. Now that she's no longer interested, I have to be responsible for making up the entire series until the Mercury Lamp believes that Holmes's assistant Watson has a twin brother named Edison - then she won't pester her.

Then I asked why it was an apple and not a durian that hit Newton on the head.

Speaking of which, do you dare to know how cruel the first story Qian Qian told Mercury Lamp was?

Cherish life, let us change the topic...

I slept very deeply that night. This is my greatest advantage, that is, no matter how big things happen, I can sleep as carelessly as a pig. Anweina's distant and resentful singing was after automated brain augmentation.

The murmur of becoming a young girl echoed in my ears, and I had an amazing dream: I dreamed that I and Miss Lin were walking on the streets of Shadow City. The two of them were holding a little girl. This little girl had a quirky little face.

She looked at me, giggled coquettishly, and then turned to call the eldest lady: "Mom..."

What was even more cruel was that she immediately turned her head to look at me and called Dad...

Then I woke up with a fright. The sun was shining brightly outside the window. I was sweating all over my forehead because of this bizarre dream. But the next second I discovered the culprit of this nightmare: Little Bubble was lying like an octopus.

On my chest, I opened my big bright eyes to observe my father's sleeping state. When I opened my eyes, the little girl cried out in a sweet voice: "Daddy!"

...I mean, why did the little girl call her daddy so clearly in the dream? I bet someone was really calling her!

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