Chasing Corpse Trail [Interstellar]

The prince stayed at the No. [-] administrative star of Fabourg, socialized with the great nobles of Faburg who came to welcome him, and soon talked about the issue of compensation.

Shahe had a big quarrel at the Branford star port, and it was not enough to dispel the public's anger without killing a few of the principals. Even if Faubau was an imperial country, it could not completely ignore the sentiment of the masses.

Sha He's identity is a well-known 'secret' among the upper-class nobles in Fabao. The officials sent by Fabao to investigate the matter, after knowing that the perpetrator was Sha He, immediately suppressed the matter, and in the After consulting His Majesty the King, the survivors of the Branford Starport incident were compensated one by one and sealed.

Of course, these losses will eventually be made up for ten times by Prince Anhe, including the reconstruction of Branford Starport.

The aristocrats who received Prince Anhe had a friendly attitude and a tactful tone, telling all the last resorts slowly.

An He rubbed his brows, the compensation to Fabao was not enough to make his heart ache, but it was enough to give him a headache.

What troubled him the most was Sha He's actions. He was so unscrupulous in messing around in the second-level civilization. Although he had his own father as his backing, he was too careless.An and helpless.

Shahe is the child of him and the daughter of the duke of Fubao. The duke's daughter had an affair with him when she was studying in the Anta Empire, but Anhe finally sent the girl away, but unexpectedly, This woman will bear him a child.

Due to his own problems and his heir's difficulties, An He valued his only son very much, but he did not bring the child back with his wife's permission.Undoubtedly, he loves Sha He very much, but unexpectedly, because of his status, Sha He has low self-esteem and arrogance. The older he grows, the more extreme his personality becomes, and the more unreliable he does.

An He sighed, and said: "I understand everything you said, give the detailed list of compensation to my secretary, and he will solve the matter for me."

"Thank you for your understanding."

An He nodded his fingers on the table, and suddenly mentioned something, "By the way, you seem to be holding a competition recently?"

The noble who received him smiled all over his face when he heard this, and said, "Yes, it is a competition for the indigenous civilization affiliated to our galaxy to be promoted to a star civilization. His Excellency is also interested in this? I can take His Excellency to visit the site."

An He said arrogantly: "There is no rush for this matter. I have received information that my son Sha He is still unconscious, and his coma seems to be related to the indigenous people who came to participate in the competition. Apart from the issue of compensation, I think I Still need to explain."

The noble didn't panic when he heard the words, but let a subordinate behind him who was holding a three-dimensional projector come forward, and said at the same time: "This is indeed a bit strange. According to the memory of the person at the scene of the incident, the young master used a spaceship to communicate. During a video conversation with an aborigine, he suddenly fell into a coma. Our investigators used tools to extract the memory imaging of the subject..."

The noble pointed to the person who flashed in the light and shadow of the projector, "This is the native. He is currently on the fifth administrative planet. If you want, we can arrest him at any time."

The three-dimensional and multi-dimensional human figure that gradually became clear in front of him was not exquisitely made, and his facial features and eyes were relatively dull, and he was only half-imagined with Fang Yushui himself.

If you have actually seen Fang Shanshui's real body, you can still see some similarities between the two.

However, An He never really met Fang Shanshui. All the Anta people who had seen Fang Shanshui were dead. The Anta Empire sent troops to attack Qingyue Mountain, but the last one did not come back.Because of the disappearance of their souls, the physical bodies of these people have begun to decline, and now they are all relying on instruments to maintain their vitality. If one day the country is no longer willing to bear their huge consumption, then they will immediately receive a death notice and be sent to be buried.

In addition, because Fang Shanshui's civilization is only an indigenous civilization, the Second Universe only announced Fang Shanshui's name, but did not disclose Fang Shanshui's image, and prohibited others from investigating Fang Shanshui's relevant information, which undoubtedly made it more difficult for the Anta Empire to find Fang Shanshui.

Fang Shanshui is a great man in the second universe. In any place in the second universe, the Anta Empire would not dare Fang Shanshui to be the real killer in the water. Not to mention that he can do it, even if he can do it, the killers, and even the motherland behind them As well as civilization, they will be hit by the devastating punishment of the second universe.

But if it is outside the second universe, even if the opponent Shanshui does it with real swords and guns, there are still many ways to escape the punishment of the second universe.

The Anta Empire, which never gave up on Prince Xijia, naturally never gave up looking for Fang Shanshui. If you can find Fang Shanshui in the real world, even if you can’t find Prince Xijia’s soul, you can still avenge Prince Xijia and the Anta Army avenge.

An He squinted his eyes and looked at the multi-dimensional projection for a while, not sure if this was the Qingyue Mountain boss he was looking for, but in order not to overwhelm the enemy, he quickly rejected the nobleman's proposal, "No, I will personally deal with this matter." Solve it, just when necessary, I hope your country can provide me with some help."

"Of course, Your Excellency."

After chatting for a while, and making an appointment to visit the indigenous competition, An He saw off the guests on the pretext of being tired.

An He pondered for a while, and told the people around him: "Send someone to watch this native first, and please invite Master Lamos over here. I want to see Sha He."

"Yes."

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The young man who had just been fished out of the vital nutrient solution lay pale and decrepit on the bed, like a corpse.

A man dressed in strange clothes and covered in bright and strange ornaments held a drum-like scepter in his hand that kept ringing non-stop. The scepter was tapped on the young man's head, mouth, and chest. Shimmer, seeing that An He and the others kept secret.

"This is... the disease of leaving the soul... and the soul... has been taken away."

This Master Ramos is not old, but his exposed face and skin are as dry, dark and fragile as charred carbon.

His intermittent hoarse voice was more like a bone-scraping steel knife, scraping the eardrums of the listeners one after another.

"Master, is there a way to get it back?" Prince Anhe, who was enduring Lamos's voice, his eyes suddenly lit up. He has found that his son's symptoms are similar to those of Prince Xijia. If Master Lamos can save him Son, he can also save Prince Xijia, and even those Anta soldiers who will be notified of death at any time.

Lamos glanced at An He with bulbous eyes, and nodded slowly.

Ann and happy.

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In the huge and spacious arena, noisy spectators filled the viewing platform.

Above the center of the arena, there are sixteen huge screens, showing the details of the arena to audiences in sixteen directions. On the screens, there is an enlarged stereoscopic projection of the center of the arena.

In the stands, Fang Shanshui and the others sat in seats dedicated to the earth.

Their area is the indigenous stand area, and they are surrounded by their competitors. They glanced at each other with vigilance and hostility, but every time they glanced at Fang Shanshui, they would become dumbfounded in disbelief.

Fang Shanshui had released all three of his corpse pets and occupied the three positions beside him. While he was free now, he sat on the stand, took a strong needle and thread, and sewed up Xijia's broken arm again.

Mu Qing sat motionless next to Fang Shanshui, like a little wooden man, at some point stretched out a small hand to rest on Fang Shanshui's lap, and occasionally glanced at Xi Jia's eyes, extremely sharp.

Yuan Pei kicked his little feet that couldn't reach the ground very boringly. He liked cheers and applause, but if these were not aimed at him, it would be too boring.

Amidst the passionate music, reporters from various channels are live broadcasting the opening of the competition for the audience in Faburg.

[FBTV-5: Viewers, friends, what you are seeing now is the scene of the 245th Indigenous Civilization Promotion Competition.The opening ceremony this time is very simple. The indigenous civilizations who came to participate have all entered the arena. What is passing on the screen now is the array of Earth civilizations from the solar system at the edge of the third cantilever of the Milky Way. Their civilization only started about 6000 years ago. It is still a young civilization, but its development is still very rapid...]

Fang Shanshui saw Fang Mushui in the Earth team at a glance, and Fang Mushui, who appeared wearing a second universe helmet, was very eye-catching, causing many second-level civilization audiences to laugh and embarrassing the compatriots around Fang Mushui.

After covering the quilts for his younger brothers last night, Fang Mushui went back to study the helmet of the second universe. I don’t know what he found. He spent a whole night researching. This morning, he almost forgot about his game. He was immersed in the online world and didn’t want to come out. , even if he came out now, he would come out with a helmet in his arms.

Fang Mushui was wearing the helmet of the second universe on his head, and walked in the queue on the earth with dark circles under his eyes. At this time, he could not enter the second universe holographically, and could only use the remote reading mode of the helmet. cosmic network.

Except that Fang Mushui waved his hand expressionlessly when he saw Fang Shanshui on the stage, he seemed to pay no attention to everything else.

Seeing them, Fang Shanshui immediately picked up the small flag representing China and the earth, and waved it towards the earth array.

Naturally, Mu Qing, Yuan Pei, and Xi Jia did not dare to lag behind. While waving small flags, one of them activated the flower spray prepared by Fubao for the distinguished guests, making the place where the earth procession passed by suddenly colorful and full of fireworks; The mental power confuses the people around, and those people suddenly jumped up and applauded enthusiastically as if they saw the president of their own country; the last one, grabbed the broken arm that was only half sewn, and knocked on the front of him. He yelled loudly, almost deafening his surroundings.

The competition started. Compared to the excitement at the front stage, the backstage of the organizer was plunged into a gloomy mist.

Yesterday these people heard that there was a supernatural event in Landi's shopping, but they didn't pay much attention to it while being surprised. This morning, they found that almost all the leaders were late and couldn't wait for a long time.

After contacting left and right, they hooked up the disappearance of the leaders and the mysterious magnetic field of Landi's shopping, and they wanted to cry without tears.

The opening ceremony was underway, and the audience and envoys from various countries were already in place. At this time, it was too late to report to the higher-ups, and the staff who were entangled and wanted to go crazy were confused and didn't know what to do.

"Hurry up, go up and push it up, and say a few words casually."

"Say, say what?"

"Welcome, and then go directly to the topic and start the game!"

The staff who were pushed to the front desk by the ducks put on the shelves showed a cry-like smile in front of millions of viewers, pretending to be passionate, but actually said a little unsteadily: "First, gentlemen and ladies, welcome! Come to participate in the 245th Indigenous Civilization Promotion Contest. Military strength is the basis for testing the qualification level of a civilization. This promotion contest is still a competition for the military strength of the indigenous civilizations. They will use the cutting-edge weapons developed by their respective civilizations to compete with other civilizations. Contestants, compete for the promotion quota this time. Now, the individual competition is about to begin! Please pay attention.”

Except for the nobles and high-level officials in Faubau, not many people seemed to care about the host's gaffe, and the cheers suddenly burst out!

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"It's here... here, the summoning of souls is blocked..."

Ramos's thin fingers pointed to Landi Shopping Building.

The Landi Shopping Building, which is usually prosperous and grand, and everyone yearns for, has become like a plague at this time. Pedestrians who pass by start to walk around it from a long distance.

Landi's shopping, which seems to be far away, is only a one-night effort, but it exudes a strong sense of ominousness. Looking at it from a distance, it makes people feel cold and weird.

An He frowned.

The person assigned to be An He's guide saw this and persuaded: "Your Excellency, this place is covered by an abnormal magnetic field and cannot be approached from the outside. You can see that it is about 100 body lengths away from us, but if we continue to move forward, Even when we walked up to a Nalan, it was still more than 100 body lengths away from us. This place is very weird, to prevent accidents, it is better not to get close."

An He: "What's going on here, when did it start?"

"It was past four o'clock yesterday afternoon."

Lamos said hoarsely and with a long voice: "Array..., barrier..."

An He looked at Lamos, "Master, do you have a solution?"

Lamos nodded stiffly, holding his rotating cane in his hand, and began to circle around Landi's shopping. He walked in a strange pace, and every time he took a step, the seemingly weightless cane would come to the ground heavily. An He, who was standing not far away, and the group of people he brought felt a slight tremor from the soles of their feet.

Lamos walked around outside Landi shopping for about half an hour, and his walking stick made a hundred or eighty small pits on the ground. Finally, he tremblingly raised his walking stick, and with the sound of the rotating drum, he knocked hard on the ground. to the blank space ahead.

"Crash!" There was a sound of shattering glass.

In front of An He and the others, the Landi Building, which was more than 100 meters away from them, shattered like a picture in a mirror. Ten steps away is the entrance of the building.

However, the blood dripping down from the steps and the ominous atmosphere that suddenly darkened the sky shocked everyone.

"Ghost!" Master Lamos, who had been trembling on the verge of death, suddenly yelled as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and quickly took a big step away.

"call--!"

The ornate and heavy door of the commercial building was suddenly pushed open by the dark wind from inside, and the disgusting bloody smell was smoked out.

"Ahhh-!"