Although a quite vicious school shooting occurred in the morning, I was surprised that the school did not suspend classes because of this, and all teaching activities continued as usual. This is really puzzling, but the Canglan Private High School opposite is as
The place where the shooting occurred was quickly cordoned off, and the students inside were moved to a safe location in time. Compared with our school, where nothing seemed to have happened, it was like heaven and earth.
The courses in the third year of high school are quite boring. You have to cram all kinds of things into your brain that you think have nothing to do with the world throughout the year, just to write them down on a stack of paper every July, and then
Forget about all that stuff for the next four years.
The person who teaches us English is a very kind old lady. It is said that she used to teach Chinese to foreigners in a private school in the UK. This led to our lovely teacher having a very unique habit: she always spoke quickly every time in class.
Duan's English, and then when translating to Chinese for us, he slowed down the speed very slowly, and made each word with accented accents more pronounced, for fear that we would not understand.
In short, this is a very speechless thing.
I squinted my eyes slightly and tried to distinguish the parts I could understand from the authentic London accents around me and splice them into understandable sentences (this is really a very challenging thing, I guess it is no less difficult)
Yu analyzed what the ancient Egyptian pharaohs ate when they got up early based on half a stone tablet), a small paper ball suddenly jumped out from the side and hit him on the head accurately.
I took the paper ball and quickly calculated the elevation velocity of the direction in which the paper ball was flying and the wind speed and local acceleration at that time...Okay, let's open the paper ball and take a look.
A line of highly encrypted, suspected alien text appeared in front of me: "Ajun, how is your sister?"
This kind of Chinese handwriting that looks like Van Gogh wrote it with his left hand after drinking two pounds of Erguotou was undoubtedly written by Qian Qian. Only a few people in the world, including me, can write this bad handwriting in a short time.
This also means that every time Qian Qian and I pass notes during the exam, we don’t have to worry about being picked up by others and making it easier for outsiders - in a sense, Qian Qian’s words and the code book are the same.
functional.
"She is very good. Her classmates and teachers seem to take good care of her. I don't think anyone would bully a blind girl cruelly, right?" I wrote in a handwriting that is no less difficult to read than shallow handwriting.
"That's not necessarily the case. You have to take good care of your sister. She is very pitiful. I can't forgive you if you let her be bullied!"
...I never expected that Pandora's cute appearance and the unfortunate childhood I made up for her would have such a powerful destructive power, that Qian Qian, who is so nervous and carefree, would completely become her hardcore lover in such a short period of time.
protector……
Bullying Pandora? I thought about Pandora's terrifying fighting posture that morning, and then the corner of my mouth twitched.
How many heavily armed regular troops are needed to bully a war machine of that strategic level?
Just when I was still imagining the majestic appearance of Pandora in battle with an anti-phase cannon and a psionic siege cannon fighting against the United Human Legion, a strange feeling suddenly came from the depths of my spirit. This feeling...
Could it be Pandora contacting me?
No, it’s not Pandora. According to Pandora, as my chief assistant officer, she and I have a method of contact called an unlimited contact channel, so if she has any situation, she can directly have a mental dialogue with me, but now
This fluctuation in the depths of my psyche seemed to be a request for connection - Pandora had no need for this.
Although I don’t know who the other party is, I’m sure it’s related to the Xiling Empire.
I lowered my head and looked like I was reading seriously to hide the surprise that might appear for a while (according to my own experience, this Xiling Empire will always give me some surprises whenever it contacts me.), and then agreed to the connection.
"This is World Arbitration Organization Unit 2, Gaia, requesting direct communication rights with the Emperor." A message identifying myself appeared in my mind.
Gaia? I was stunned for a moment, and then I immediately realized - the other person was the translucent projection I had seen in my dream, um, the fairy sister.
In fact, I have always had a lot of doubts about the dream that day. For example, why there was only one air fortress in the sky at that time (now I know it is called the World Arbitration Agency), and where did the other two go? Why did it almost touch the ground? The so-called world
What exactly is the arbitration organ? More importantly, is the female projection named Gaia the consciousness of the huge fortress in the sky?
Although there are so many doubts, it is a pity that due to the relationship with the Xiling mother star (I learned from Pandora that the Xiling Empire has a vast territory and many mother stars, the world in my dreams has always been just a lot of Xiling mother stars)
The connection between them is intermittent, and those remaining signal fragments after a long journey in the time-difference space tunnel cannot synchronize the scenes of that world into my dreams again, just like online games due to
It was as if the Internet speed was too slow and it was stuck. The world in my dream always maintained the last scene I saw that night. The connection with the Xiling home star was almost completely interrupted. Even Pandora could only get some very vague signals.
.
What does this artificial intelligence from Xiling's home planet want to do with me now?
Out of curiosity, I agreed to the other party's request to have a direct conversation with me. At the same time, I felt that the spiritual connection from another frequency band was also transmitted. This was a spiritual signal belonging to Pandora, and it seemed that she was planning to listen in.
Although it is a signal transmission that is said to have no time difference, after all, the absolute distance is there, and it has been corrected and filtered by Pandora. Gaia's voice came after several seconds, with a calm tone that was very characteristic of Xiling.
, but the content shocked me directly.
"The First Legion of the Imperial Expeditionary Force has entered the space jump 1 hour ago your local time and is expected to arrive at your planet in 12 hours. Please prepare to receive it."
Just this sentence, and then there is no more.
What? What did you say? Wait, sister, did you make a mistake?
However, the series of questioning messages I sent were completely unanswered, and the spiritual connection has been interrupted.
It seems that the connection this time was also an unstable one that was forcibly established. The connection failed after only ten seconds, leaving me alone here with my head as big as a bucket.
Imperial Expeditionary Force?
What exactly are you planning on going on an expedition?
"Hey, Pandora, did you hear that? About the Imperial Expeditionary Force."
"Yes."
"Do you know what's going on? Why did such an army suddenly appear?"
"To put it simply, it is my direct unit, the Heavy Pandora Legion."
Pandora replied in a calm tone, even though we were only connected on a spiritual level, I can still easily imagine Pandora's calm and matter-of-fact expression when she answered this question.
Perhaps to her, sending an army somewhere is simply a trivial matter, right?
But to me, this is quite a big deal!
For just a moment, I seemed to see my peaceful life quickly leaving me...