Star Dome: The opening made Black Tower regret for life

It was quiet in Natasha's clinic. The boiling water in the teapot was steaming thickly. Natasha stood up and poured the black tea into the ceramic cup in front of Jiang Fan. Her eyes gently glanced at the submissive man standing in front of him. Everyone had a faint smile on their lips.

"I really underestimated you." Jiang Fan drank the warm black tea with no unnecessary expression on his face.

Dan Heng opened his mouth to say something, but finally closed his mouth silently, with a look of helplessness deep in his eyes.

"Awesome, these new stars from Fight Club." Jiang Fan put the tea cup back on the table and said quietly.

"Cold-faced little green dragon? Cute girl? Galaxy baseball man?" Jiang Fan's eyes slowly swept across the people standing in front of him, and finally rested on a man with a flattering look on his face.

"Oh, and you, Sambo Corgi."

"Uh...it's Sambo Koski...hehe~ It's a Corgi, it's a Corgi." Sambo met Jiang Fan's cold gaze, quickly rubbed his hands and nodded flatteringly.

"I just drank tea with Nata, and you became the new star of the Fight Club. I think you are quite talented. Why don't you stay here to settle down and develop? A new force in the galaxy?" Jiang Fan resisted and wanted to kick Sang. Bo had the urge to kick him out and shook his head.

"We didn't do it on a whim. Think about it, the Fight Club is a mixed bag of good and bad, so it's a perfect place to get information." March 7 bit her lips lightly in defense.

"Did Sang Bo tell you that?" Jiang Fan glanced at her and then fixed his gaze on Xing, "You dug through the trash can at the door, right? There were also broken barrels on the street, and Those broken lampshades.”

"According to reliable information from the Mole Party, they saw a silver-haired elder sister wielding a bat and destroying barrels on the street."

"You have become popular. Almost most of the people in Panyan Town know that there are several silver-maned iron guards who participated in the Fight Club competition and even swept the opponents to be themselves. The iron guards in the lower area have already started to investigate. , The Silver Mane Iron Guard has clear rules, that is, it cannot participate in any activities related to gambling..."

"Shh." Xing suddenly interrupted Jiang Fan's words, with a smile on his lips. Under Jiang Fan's surprised gaze, he sat down next to him, then picked up the tea cup and smelled it for a long time with his eyes closed:

"As expected of black tea, it has the aroma of black tea and is even sweeter in the mouth. The taste of black tea permeates the entire taste buds."

Jiang Fan almost laughed out of anger at Xing. He didn't say anything and just stared at her to see if she had anything else to say.

"Do you think we are just here to fight? Do you think I dig through trash cans and break barrels just for personal hobbies?" Xing took a sip of black tea and said lightly.

March Qi and Dan Heng looked up at her. Of course, the purpose of their fight was not to simply fight, but to find out information. But Xing's digging through trash cans and breaking barrels should be just hobbies, so there's no need to worry about that. .

"Oh?" Jiang Fan nodded slightly and asked her to continue.

"We have received the latest first-hand news. The Silver Mane Iron Guards have gone to the mining area to station themselves. It is said that a mining team there has discovered a marrow vein. It is initially estimated to be the largest mineral deposit discovered in the past thirty years." Xing's lips curled up. Showing a little pride.

"But that mining area has been occupied by a group of robots, and the Silver Mane Iron Guards are confronting the robots there."

After Xing finished speaking, she sat there and smiled lightly. The corners of her mouth were so curved that they could hang clothes. She looked at Jiang Fan quietly, as if waiting for an apology and praise from him.

"Are you guys trying to find the Silver-maned Iron Guard?" Sambo suddenly shook his forehead, with a bright smile on his face, "Tell me earlier, my nickname is Sambo Koski. Got it, no one knows this place better than me.”

"The mining area...have all the iron guards been transferred there? Why is there no news from the upper area? Such a huge mineral vein is enough to attract the attention of the city builders in the upper area." Jiang Fan had no reason to come to Sang Bo , but frowned and thought.

"It means someone doesn't want the upper area to get the news, but what's the purpose? Does the silver-maned iron guard leading the team want to steal these earth marrow?" Natasha said softly.

"No, he is not qualified yet. He will be choked to death by these earth marrow." Jiang Fan paused, "The earth marrow is the blood of Beloberg. It means survival for everyone, especially the residents of the lower areas. That means whether they can eat well and whether they can sleep well.”

"Could they..." Natasha frowned slightly.

"In fact, the lower area is like an old-fashioned bomb. Although it looks inconspicuous, and it even makes people wonder whether it is a dumb bomb, there is no doubt that as long as the bomb is ignited, even this old-fashioned bomb can be destroyed What..." Jiang Fan said softly, a faint golden light appeared in his pupils, as if they contained flames.

.......

In the dark room between the ignorance of the space station, a shadow hugged his legs and huddled on the sofa, with his chin on his knees. Only the dim light from the screen illuminated the place. The gauze curtain was half-draped, and the ground was covered with purple roses. Projection, her face was hidden in the shadows, she just looked down at the blooming purple roses, falling into a kind of quiet state.

Blue light flickered and slowly lit up in the room, like a ignited flame. The rose projection on the ground was extinguished, leaving it completely black. Looking beyond, there was only a white floor.

The person hiding in the shadow slowly raised his head and looked at the disappearing roses. His eyes were blank for a moment, and then endless loss rushed over.

Suddenly, a beam of light fell from directly above the roof and fell in front of the sofa. Fluorescent fragments fell leisurely in the beam of light, like butterflies.

These light beams gathered together to form some kind of 3D three-dimensional picture. With a burst of electric current, a basement filled with various parts appeared in the picture. The room was extremely quiet, except for the 3D three-dimensional picture. As it continues to play, the man in the picture sometimes frowns and sometimes sighs. Everything is very real, as if he is right in front of you.

"Jiang Fan..." The person on the sofa slowly reached out and touched the man's face in the projection.

"Ms. Black Tower, I want to remind you again that what you see is only the picture recorded in my system. From a certain perspective, what you touch is just the air and the projection beam."

"Ancestor, please don't project it again next time, okay?" Heita shook his head and whispered.

Her hand passed through the beam and gently covered the man's face with her palm, but without any touch. She carefully stroked the man's translucent face, as if she was really stroking his chin.

"In the past two hundred and thirty-one years, you have said this sentence two hundred and forty-three thousand one hundred and twenty-one times." The ancestor said.

"Tch...your master is a virtuous and straight man. You remind me all the time that I am an old woman over two hundred years old." Heita curled his lips.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Black Tower. According to the records in the record database, your personality is arrogant. It seems impossible to assess the master's personality." The ancestor's eyes sparkled.

"True Protector, have you forgotten who gave you the engine oil?" Heita looked at the profile of the man in his palm, his eyes blurred.

The ancestor was silent for a while, and the light in his blue compound eyes shone brightly, but then faded away rapidly: "Ms. Black Tower, my system detected the vital signs of the suspected owner three days ago."

"...This is the 1,700th time you have detected his vital signs. But every time the space station reaches its destination, there is only nothingness, a piece of nothingness, and maybe meteorite fragments. I have to wonder if it is... Your system is rusty." Heita suddenly stood up and smiled helplessly.

The Ancestor was silent and did not respond to her. To be honest, if you just look at the system, he is indeed behind the latest models of Gundam by several versions.

It's probably like the difference between a computer and a computer. Even he has never sent out any mission in the past two hundred years. His gear joints are well maintained and even brightly reflective, but he feels He was rusty, like a Gundam who was about to use a cane.

"Send me the location. There are some things that you can't regret anymore... the ancestor." Heita's back gradually faded away. I don't know if the last words were meant for the ancestor... or for himself.

[Disappointment is a very depressing emotion. The kind of disappointment brought about by you giving strong hope is more terrifying and depressing. It will make you breathless and make you feel that your heart can't beat. But I I have experienced more desperate emotions, that kind of regret and powerlessness... I don’t want to regret anymore, even if it is disappointment again and again, even if it is a piece of nothingness, even if it is the end of the universe, the end of all things, I will Look for your traces in the vast universe, and finally meet you on the planet... No matter where you are, I will find you - Black Tower]