The host of the female supporting role's counterattack must not be blackened

Chapter 932 On how to blacken the female supporting role of interstellar text 42
As the last puppet beast was swallowed by the flames, the war finally came to an end. The Fire Legion and the Alliance Army suffered heavy losses, and more than half of them remained in this starry sky.

Far from the plot, Kain is still alive, but Vera is dead.

Yun Niannian felt a little unreal, the protagonist actually just died like this, and the cannon fodder was lively and dancing. Could it be that the heaven of this world doesn't love its own son?

She stared unblinkingly at the flames behind Vera's self-destructing mech. She wondered if it was her illusion. It seemed that a silver light had passed by just now, and disappeared in the direction of Jazz...

Yun Niannian drooped her thick eyelashes, and after a moment of silence, turned the mech indifferently, went straight back to the spaceship, lay down in the repair cabin, drank the nutrient solution, and went to sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already 24 hours later.

The news of Vera's death was sent back to the Sierra planet alliance army station, and the old general Vera passed out on the spot.

Pity him for his good intentions to forge a lifelong regret. He wanted to train his grandson but ruined his grandson's life.

After Vera's death, all the living members of the Alliance army returned to their own camps. Kaine packed most of the nutrient solution for them and took them away, which was regarded as mourning for their dead boss.

Half of the members of the Fire Legion have not yet recovered. Except for a few members on guard, everyone is resting. The spaceship is silent at this moment. It is impossible to imagine how crazy it was a day ago.

After resting, it seemed that her chaotic mind had come to her senses. Thinking of the previous tangled and doubtful things, Yun Niannian finally had to admit that she had been an ostrich for a long time.

So useless!

Both of them are deluding themselves, thinking that they can maintain the surface calm without telling the truth, which is so stupid that it makes people laugh.

With a cold face, Yun Niannian boarded the golden mecha under the surprised gazes of the team members on duty, and resolutely left in the dust.

The location of the mother beast is clearly marked in the system monitoring, which is only a few thousand light-years away from the planet Sierra.

The reason why the Fire Legion has not been able to find its location is because it disguised itself as a deserted planet, and no matter whether it was energy detection or movement detection, there was no way to identify its real body.

After all, no one thought that the female beast would lie there motionless like a dead object, without even the signs of life.

With the speed of the golden mecha, it would take at least a week to find the mother beast. After setting the mecha to automatic mode, Yun Niannian lay on the ground in the main control room with her hands and feet spread out, letting her thoughts fly.

She has been doing missions for a long time, and met many people and things, interesting and boring, sad and happy, some of which are clearly remembered, and some of which have no memory, but no matter whether she remembers or forgets, those joys and sorrows, love and hatred It has nothing to do with her. When did she start to care?

It has nothing to do with the task, but she has changed.

She couldn't remember what she was like in the beginning.

Why the change is no longer important, she doesn't think there is anything wrong with it now, the road is hers to walk, and she is responsible for the outcome.

There is nothing she can't bear.

She takes what she wants, and never wastes her feelings on what she doesn't want, because she has the right choice, so she lives neatly.

Meeting resentment, parting from love, not getting what you want, these sufferings, she is unwilling to touch.

She is afraid of suffering.

She was terrified.

It's fine now, really.

Self-hypnosis is a very good method of psychological construction, but Yun Niannian did not expect that her first spiritual guidance was actually used on herself, which is really ironic.

(End of this chapter)