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Hearing the cracking sounds of the crystal suits in the communication channel, Li Yao smiled, knowing that with the abilities of Long Yangjun and the rest of them, he did not need to worry about what they would do next.
"What do we do, Mr. Speaker?"
Li Yao looked back at Cui Lingfeng, who had gathered the crystal processors of the few Immortal Cultivators and studied the 3D map of the area carefully.
"Cheng Xuansu hasn't contacted Ding Zhengyang for a long time. Ding Zhengyang must've realized that something is wrong and will send someone over soon."
Pointing at a point on the map, Cui Lingfeng said, "We are now in the middle of a forsaken starship that is waiting to be dismantled. It is very far from here to parliament, the No. 1 Fortress, or the cabins of other garrisons. Once Ding Zhengyang discovers that I am not dead, he will certainly try his best to stop us.
"Therefore, we cannot go to the central area of Firefly. The closest and most reliable place to us is here — the Third Military Academy of the Republic Guards!
"This is a military academy for the 'spiritual roots waiting to be developed'. It is designed to raise the bottom-level officers of the Republic Guards. It is impossible for the Immortal Cultivators to infiltrate the soldiers of the bottom-level military academy. Except for the few tutors and the leadership of the military academy, most of the soldiers must still be loyal to parliament, the Speaker, and the Star Ocean Republic!
"Also, the Third Military Academy boasts a fairly large arsenal that stores a lot of attack magical equipment. After the soldiers are armed, the situation will be under control. Therefore, this is where we will go!"
"Spiritual roots waiting to be developed?"
Li Yao was slightly dazed. Then he realized what was going on. "Ordinary people?"
"In the official context, there is no such thing as' ordinary people 'in the Star Ocean Republic," Cui Lingfeng said solemnly.
Cui Lingfeng said solemnly. "By calling those who do not have spiritual roots' ordinary people ', you are implying that only Cultivators are' extraordinary 'and can accomplish great feats? That is politically incorrect. Anybody, regardless of whether their spiritual roots are developed or not, can achieve great things and become 'extraordinary' as long as they work hard. [Love ↑ Go △ Small ↑ Say △ w
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Li Yao said, "Well, I understand, but the name 'Spiritual Roots Waiting to Be Developed' is a bit of a mouthful. Why don't we call them … people without spiritual roots, unawakened, or something like that?"
"What do you mean by 'unawakened'?" Cui Lingfeng asked. "Are those who are 'awakened' because they have one spiritual root, and those who are ignorant and can never be woken up without a spiritual root? This is even more politically incorrect! As for the 'soulless', this statement isn't accurate either, because everyone has a chance to awaken their spirit root. Just because they don't have a spirit root now doesn't mean that they won't have one in the future. This statement is equivalent to determining the possibility of hard work. Overall, the statement 'spirit root waiting to be developed' is the most accurate. It can best describe the relationship between cultivators and non-cultivators, and it can best represent 99% of the Republic's citizens. "
Li Yao: "… So complicated? We've just woken up from the Red Lotus Domain, no, we've just woken up from a few hundred years of hibernation. We're still not used to the newest form of address. "
"It's fine," Cui Lingfeng said.
"However, when you visit the Xing Yao Federation on behalf of the Speaker, you must watch your words and actions. Right now, the Xing Yao Federation believes in 'political correctness', too. It doesn't matter if you call them 'ordinary people' in private, but when you speak in public as the Speaker's Special Envoy, 'ordinary people' will only bring you trouble. You can only choose one of the three titles: 'Spiritual Roots Waiting to Be Developed', 'Spiritual Roots Waiting to Be Developed', or 'Spiritual Roots About to Be Developed'.
Li Yao scratched his head hard.
Fine. A hundred years had passed. A lot of things had changed in the world of Cultivators. As' Monster Li ', he had to learn more and adapt to the brand-new world as soon as possible.
"This is where the Third Military Academy is located."
Cui Lingfeng waved his hands in midair, unfolding, connecting, and condensing translucent maps in midair. Then, he retrieved the complicated, secret tubes that were as thin as hair. They were much more detailed than the tubes that Li Yao had secretly scanned with the probe magical equipment. "Captain Lin, study them. How are we going to get there?"
Li Yao narrowed his eyes and observed the zigzagging, complicated ventilation tubes, maintenance tubes, spiritual energy tubes, toxic waste tubes, and exhaust tubes carefully. Almost a hundred secret routes of infiltration popped up in his head immediately. A moment later, he shook his head hard and grinned. "The study is done, Mr. Speaker. We will swagger over. If we encounter any obstacles on our way, we will reveal your identity as the Speaker. If they are Cultivators, they will certainly listen to your command, obey you, protect you, and follow you. If they refuse to obey you or even accuse you of being a fake, they will certainly be Immortal Cultivators. All we need to do is take them down."
Cui Lingfeng was slightly dazed. "So simple?"
Li Yao nodded. "For Team Red Lotus, it is as simple as that!"
Hehe. Right now, he was a warrior of the Red Lotus Sect who had the highest permission to fire on board the secret armed force that the Supreme Speaker of the Star Ocean Republic had buried more than two hundred years ago. Why would he need to sneak into the ventilation tubes?
Five minutes later …
With complicated feelings, Li Yao dragged the bodies of Cheng Xuansu and the other Immortal Cultivators to a corner and hid them. Then, he really marched toward the Third Military Academy of the Republic Guards through the central pathway of the forsaken starship with Cui Lingfeng!
Shua! Shua! Shua!
The gates that were previously closed were opened obediently under Cui Lingfeng's telepathic thoughts.
He was the Speaker. Unless his physical body was destroyed, neither Ding Zhengyang nor Cheng Xuansu could revoke his control. Unless they broke into the mainframe crystal processor of the starship by brute force, the only way to revoke his highest control was to propose an impeachment in parliament and dismiss the Speaker.
That was obviously impossible.
Only a few gates had been cut off from the Spiritual Nexus, sealed, or even welded. They could not be opened by the Speaker's authority.
However, no matter how thick and indestructible the gates were, it was impossible for them to resist Li Yao's bombardment.
BOOM!
Every gate that could not be opened was blown up neatly by Li Yao with a punch or a kick.
It was not until they reached a gate made of superalloys more than five meters thick made of more than ten super materials such as Heavenly River Copper Mother and Diamond that Li Yao finally had some trouble.
"Mr. Speaker, please take a step back."
Looking at the gate that had only been dented by two meters but was still not blown up after taking two punches from him, Li Yao frowned and reminded Cui Lingfeng. Putting on the Mystic Skeleton Battlesuit, he stood on one side with his legs slightly apart as a support. He put his left hand behind his back and raised his right hand horizontally with his fingers apart. Bright green flames of spiritual energy surged out of the gaps of the arm guard like ghostly fire. They entangled and revolved on his entire right arm, gradually turning into a drill of spiritual energy made of green ghostly fire.
Zi! Zi! Zi! Zi! Zi!
Zi! Zi! Zi! Li Yao suddenly shook his right arm. The drill of spiritual energy rushed toward the gate of superalloys, raising sparks that were even more dazzling than a supernova outbreak. Deafening explosions were echoing, and the entire pathway was soaked in his explosive spiritual energy, burning, tearing apart, and drilling through the gate brutally!
Five seconds later, a hole two meters in diameter where molten iron and copper were still dripping appeared on the gate of superalloys that was five meters thick!
"That's enough, Mr. Speaker. Please. Be careful. It's hot."
Li Yao extended his index finger and blew out the last green flame that was still dancing on his fingertip. He turned around and made a gesture of 'please' at Cui Lingfeng. But when he saw the latter's face, he was slightly dazed. "Mr. Speaker, why do you look so pale and frightened? Even your spiritual shield has been riddled with holes and is on the verge of collapse?"
"You …" Cui Lingfeng spat.
"Didn't I say just now that I would ask Mr. Speaker to retreat eight hundred meters away?" Li Yao asked. "You didn't go?"
Looking at the channel two meters in diameter and five meters long, as well as the molten iron and copper that were flowing chaotically on the ground like magma, and then at the Mystic Skeleton Battlesuit on Li Yao's body, which was definitely not an advanced MP model, Cui Lingfeng was rendered speechless.
He finally understood why Cheng Xuansu would rather commit suicide than have a duel with the mysterious Red Lotus Cultivator 'Lin Jiu' and why she did not even have the thought of running away. It was not necessarily because she really hated running away, but because Cheng Xuansu, as a battle Yuanying, was very clear that it was impossible for her to run away from 'Lin Jiu'!
The people on the other side of the gate were as dumbfounded and shocked as Cui Lingfeng.
On the other side of the gate, a troop of 122 Exos had arrived in a hurry.
Hardly had they arrived, and before they had the time to open the gate, they saw that two bulges suddenly protruded out of the gate of super alloys that looked like plasticine. Then, in blood-freezing sounds of metal rubbing, a tiny hole was burnt on the gate. The tiny hole was expanding at a visible speed. In only a few seconds, it had expanded to around two meters wide.
Many Exos craned their necks to the limits of their Crystal Suit. Through the burnt hole, they happened to see an Exo wearing a MP model Mystic Skeleton Battlesuit blowing out the last flame on his fingertip softly.
Li Yao and Cui Lingfeng, enhanced by their spiritual shields, floated slowly through the scorching hole and appeared in front of the 122 Exos.
The 122 Exos stared at Li Yao and Cui Lingfeng in silence like 122 iron statues.
Cui Lingfeng was not wearing a facial cover. Naturally, the regular policemen and soldiers knew who he was.
"Which troop are you from? Where is your commander?"
Li Yao stared at them. In fact, he had locked onto the commander a long time ago. "The Speaker has just been attacked. The situation on Firefly is very perilous. Whatever mission you are carrying out, abort it immediately and follow my command to protect the Speaker!"
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