The building of the military headquarters was indeed a battleship.
General Li's office was located at the highest point of the battleship, but it was not the most important place on the battleship.
The commanding office of the captain was usually located at the head of the battleship.
There was also a large office at the head of the military headquarters. Different from General Li's office, it was decorated with art pieces and all kinds of flowers and green trees. It looked like a garden, devoid of any trace of metal.
A brook was flowing slowly in the deep end of the garden-like hall.
There was a small pavilion at the source of the brook, in which a zither was placed.
The zither was played by an elegant young master wearing a white robe.
It was really unimaginable to see such a scene in the building of the military headquarters.
That young master was very handsome, with a pair of eyes and brows. His slightly puckered lips were a bit thin, but they didn't look mean; instead, he looked quite charming.
His fingers were as long and slender as scallions, and they fell on the strings of the zither. It seemed that he was born to be an artist.
It was quiet in the courtyard. A few subordinates in military uniforms stood by the brook and looked at the scene in the pavilion. They were so nervous that they didn't dare speak, for fear that they would disturb the young master's interest in playing the zither.
However, the zither didn't make any sound in the end. The young master sighed and pulled back his fingers, saying, "Three battleships were sent there. One was cut by a broadsword, and the other was pierced by a sword … It doesn't sound like a battleship at all; it's more like a pig."
Those soldiers were all generals with different numbers of golden stars on their shoulder badges. They didn't dare retort after being reprimanded by the young master.
"Has the remote monitoring been repaired?" The young master took out a soft handkerchief and wiped his hands carefully. Then he nodded satisfactorily while comparing the handkerchief with the sunlight outside the window.
A general came forward hastily and played the video on the light screen.
The seventh warped passageway of the Yinhai Nebula was far away from the Main Planet, and the battleship had been severely damaged. As a result, the restored video was not three-dimensional and a bit blurry, but it was enough to see many things clearly. For instance, the scene in which dozens of sword lights passed through the window and the middle-aged man's body.
"I didn't expect Chi Song to have such a pitiful day." “
Looking at the human figures condensed by the sword lights, the young master said with raised eyebrows, "This guy is indeed very strong."
"Those who might have met him in the Mingsheng Community of the Stargate Base have all been arrested. The investigation by the Twirling Rain Company has also started, but there are no clues for the time being."
The general asked, "Should we stop the game first?"
That young master ignored them and suddenly asked, "Who do you think is better looking, him or me?"
This was a deadly question.
The courtyard was silent.
"How boring." The young master looked at the light screen and said, "Just like this face, beautiful as it is, it is a porcelain doll."
The scene changed from remote surveillance to the spaceport from a few days ago.
The blue-clothed youth stood at the exit of the battleship. He lifted his hat and revealed his face.
"He's using this face in exchange for a good reputation in the Alliance. He thinks that he'll be safer this way and that he won't be able to touch you as he pleases … This guy must've read some historical novels before. He's just a little too naive." The Young Master said, "But he's one of us. Just ignore him and let him be immersed in his own imagination."
The generals were very surprised, thinking that this cocoon breaker had dared to resist the inspection and kill an important figure in the organization. Logically speaking, he should be dead. Why would the young master let him go? This was not in line with his temperament, and what did he mean by "one of us"?
"As for the investigation … there's nothing to investigate."
The young master lifted both of his legs and placed them on the ancient zither. The strings of the zither gave off a buzzing sound.
The generals were startled, and stood up straight hastily.
"It's just that the priest sect is up to no good again … History always repeats itself like this. It's really boring. Let's kill all those people we've captured."
The young master suddenly heard something and got up, heading toward the outside of the courtyard.
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There were a few dining rooms and a teahouse on each floor of the building of the military headquarters.
Ran Handong was waiting in the teahouse.
Many military officers sat not too far from her, trying to talk to her or just look at her.
A white cloud suddenly drifted over from the other side of the passageway.
It was a young master in a white robe.
The military officers got up hastily and left as quickly as they could.
Seeing the newcomer, the expression on Ran Handong's face changed slightly.
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Shen Yunmai.
His talent in martial arts was the best in the world.
His knowledge was the best.
His beauty was the best.
So was his narcissism.
When he was sixteen, he was specially recruited by the Alliance Academy of Science to join the Frontier Research Core Group. However, he only stayed for half a year before he felt bored and went to the First Fleet.
When he was twenty, the First Fleet encountered an undercurrent outbreak when they were carrying out a Star Chain mission. They were almost wiped out, and it was thanks to him that most of their strength was preserved.
At the age of twenty-two, he led the First Fleet to complete the closed-loop Star Chain. He made a special contribution and was awarded the Galaxy Medal.
During that war, he was seriously wounded and had to recuperate on Planet Tianpu for ten months. During that time, he was bored and tried to convert the nuclear power furnace into super-particles, and he made a breakthrough. With this success, he won the Supernova Prize without a doubt. At that time, he was only twenty-three.
He was twenty-five years old now, and he was the highest advisor in the military headquarters of the Federation of the Milky Way, having the authority of a general.
Many people speculated that he might be General Li's younger brother who had been lost to the outside world. The reason why he wasn't an illegitimate son was because he didn't respect General Li at all.
Shen Yunmai asked Ran Handong with a faint smile, "Are you waiting for someone?"
"Yes," said Ran Handong.
Shen Yunmai suddenly reached out his hand and pinched her face.
Ran Handong was a swordsman of the young generation in the military, and she was in the Star State; but she couldn't evade his hand.
Shen Yunmai rubbed her face slowly, as if he were rubbing a ball of mud or a toy, a faint smile on his handsome face.
"After your father dies, I'll come and rape you. You must remember to resist me then."
Combined with what he had just said, the scene looked rather disgusting.
All of a sudden, his fingers grew stiff, and then they slowly left Ran Handong's face one by one.
He turned around and looked at the upper deck of the battleship.
There was an office there.
There was a window in the office.
A youth in blue clothing stood by the window.
The youth looked at him expressionlessly.
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Jing Jiu followed Colonel Chen into the long corridor. The long metal corridor seemed to be a single entity, devoid of any gaps or welding spots. However, he saw the generator of the gravitational field behind the metal walls, the high-energy laser grates and some weapon systems he had never seen before. It would be troublesome for him to barge into this place.
"Did you know I would come?" asked Jing Jiu.
As soon as Jing Jiu and Ran Handong walked out of the elevator, Colonel Chen recognized Jing Jiu and invited him. It was obvious that he had come prepared.
Colonel Chen said, "The general is very busy every day. He wasn't sure if he could come back to the Main Planet to meet you, so he gave us some instructions."
There was an ordinary office at the end of the long corridor, but it was very large. The bookshelves on three sides of the wall were full of books. Paper books were not rare in the Federation of the Milky Way, but it was inappropriate for a human leader to use so many paper books to decorate the office. It meant that these books were meant for reading.
"I'd like to take a look around," said Jing Jiu.
Colonel Chen said, "It's the general's intention."
Jing Jiu walked to the front of the bookshelf and started reading.
He read the books at a fast speed, and he didn't stop reading the covers of the books at all.
It didn't take long for him to finish reading the entire wall and make a judgment.
These books didn't contain the combination of the Cultivation methods and the technology of the Milky Way, nor did they contain the analysis of gene modification and Cultivation. They were merely some common history books and a great deal of information on the Internet.
However, Jing Jiu was very familiar with the arrangement of these books.
It was the arrangement of books on Shiyue Peak.
There was also a book on the desk.
Jing Jiu walked over to take a look and found it was "The Path Toward Heaven". The pages of the book were flipped to the chapter titled "The Wind Blows Over Aoyama". It was not an ordinary paperweight that was pressed on the page, but an ornament made of two round blue gems.
The two gems could be described as two circles, growing and multiplying endlessly.
They could also be described as limitless.
And they looked like the wings of a butterfly.
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"Don't investigate me," Jing Jiu suddenly said.
General Li shouldn't investigate him, but it wasn't guaranteed that this organization wouldn't investigate him.
He wasn't afraid of being investigated, but the thousands of officers and soldiers on that battleship and those on the Stargate shouldn't be investigated as well.
If he could meet General Li that day, nobody could tell what would happen next.
Since he didn't meet General Li, Jing Jiu took care of this matter.
Colonel Chen didn't expect Jing Jiu to make such a request. After a moment of silence, he said, "This is not my job; I don't have the right to do it."
"Who has the right to do it?" asked Jing Jiu.
It was then that he heard a noise coming from downstairs.
Jing Jiu came to the window and saw the scene.
Ran Handong's face was pinched by someone.
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