About my super space sniper battle

[Daisy, daisy, give me your answer do. I'm half crazy all for the love about you...]

One night has passed since Marshal Aiden Scott was attacked, and the commander-in-chief of the armed forces is still under the highest level of medical surveillance; the leftovers of various media have dug up the marshal's military academy era, and various conspiracy theories are rampant. internal information and supporting evidence.The old king in a silk bathrobe uncharacteristically paid attention to the political commentary at breakfast time today, and glanced at it in a hurry, only to feel that the current news reports are becoming more and more unreadable:

"The commander-in-chief of the armed forces is on the verge of brain death?——All kinds of evidence show that Aiden Scott, who was assassinated yesterday, has no tendency to wake up. The military government is facing unprecedented challenges. Is Huo Dongxing's nearly 50 years of peaceful political situation facing any change?"——"Magic Ears" Highlights

"Sorrowful Daisy, a tourist ship destined to be recorded in the annals of history: It was not until yesterday that the Daisy came into public view as a sinner, that the people of Huo Dongxing knew for the first time that the prince's favorite tourist ship was named It originated from the girl whom the prince admired when he was young. Huo Dongban, this passionate prodigal son..."——"Huo Dongxing Current Review"

"The political wrestling behind the attack on the Daisy: A Jedi counterattack between kingship and military power? (Quick look, I suggest sharing it with everyone you care about)" - "Zhenhuangchuan Independent Radio"

"When you see Aiden miss his life, you don't know the life of the commander-in-chief of the armed forces: from the excellent students of the Imperial Military Academy (the full text of 7280 words takes about 15 minutes to read)" - "Endpoint News"

"Don't forget the colonial crisis! The sound of the cannons on the Amber Avenue, is it another call for battle from the star of the universe to the star of Huo Dong?" —— "Attitude of Civil Justice"

The old king glanced at it hastily, and the more he looked at it, the more bored he felt, and he wanted to throw the interactive screen aside anxiously.

Last night, he had secretly rushed to visit Scott at the Zixun Hospital of the Army. The always proud marshal was pale at that time, his whole body was covered with rubber tubes and monitoring instruments, and the electromagnetic brain image showed chaos.The king tried in vain to wake him up with soft tones, and even reached out to touch Marshal Scott's finger, but was pulled away by the doctor—and the faster-moving guards—in time.He turned off his personal terminal again, and asked Admiral Li privately if the marshal had any paper messages that could not be tracked.Admiral Lee looked back at the king suspiciously, and the king knew that he had received a negative answer.

——In this way, the assassination was indeed not part of the "plan", which made the old king, who had everything under control, restless.

He's temporarily lost an important (but slightly annoying) ally.Although the royal power has declined, at this time he more or less feels that a certain fate-like heavy responsibility is slowly being transferred to his shoulders.

The king who hastily bid farewell to General Li will lock himself in his study and meditate alone. No one knows what the head of state is thinking at this moment.Facing the floor-to-ceiling windows of the study, the king sat alone on the black leather sofa, tapping his fingers on the polished wooden armrests.He is old, and the young and healthy skin color has faded from his arms, only thin loose skin gently covers the veined and protruding hand bones.From this aging hand, it is hard to imagine that the king was as handsome as Prince Ban when he was young.His best years have passed, and his most arrogant character has been obliterated.

At this moment, he is wearing a pair of mechanical limbs, and his whole body reveals a sense of tiredness. Only the signet ring left by the prince's era on his little finger is still shining coldly, retaining the appearance of a hundred years ago.

The king took off the ring on his little finger silently, and turned over the round seal engraved with an eye and an olive branch. Inside the ring, a hole the size of a needle eye appeared.The king looked into the hole as if a pair of eyes were looking at him.

— Aiden, do you want me to open it now?He gently asked the other party, and also asked himself.

For a moment the king almost got up to get the keys.

No.He held back the urge to open Pandora's box.He promised that person that he would only open the ring on the day he saw the other person's body with his own eyes.

That person is still lying half dead in the intensive care unit of Zixun Hospital.

The king was very aware of the consequences of opening the ring, and he was unwilling to bear such a heavy responsibility.Being obsessed with calligraphy and painting and putting his love on the literary world is the unique way of the old king to evade responsibility.He quietly put back the ring, obeying the agreement to open the magic box after the other party's death.

Huo Dongqian, who has devoted himself to evading responsibility for 300 years, still struggled to get rid of the shackles of fate in the early morning of this day, and opened the homepage of "Magic Ear Forest Space Station" in his own way.

Hell, even the Forest Space Station was the subject of a lot of discussion about the Daisy.The old king pulled down impatiently, and found an interesting title among various conspiracy theories and intellectual arguments:

"Lian Ye conceived a few story outlines, please discuss rationally with Lin Lin, which theme is more in line with the current market trend?The Revenge of the Prince/The Story of the Stone/The Ups and Downs of a Small Town Family"

Several themes are a little bit familiar.

The king carefully read the three story outlines written by the user with the ID "tandem bicycle":

"Star calendar 4155, the respected and well-educated satellite clan prince, suddenly received the news of his father's death during Huo Dongxing's study abroad, and returned home urgently for the funeral. Unexpectedly, upon returning home, he faced his uncle inheriting the throne and his mother remarrying his uncle The heavy blow..." The king frowned—isn't this "Hamlet"?He continued to read: "...the old king's soul appeared, explaining that he was poisoned by his uncle, and asked the satellite prince to avenge himself..."

"Hamlet"!The king's scalp tightened, and he couldn't help but look at the posting ID: tandem bicycle.

"Story of the Stone: In the barbaric ancient times, there was a spiritual stone that was carried down to the earth by a real person; a baby boy was born with this psychic gem in his mouth..." The old king was no longer in the mood to read, he quickly jumped to The third story, "Many years later, facing the firing squad, the colonel will recall that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover ice..."

The old king clicked on the interactive screen as if facing an enemy, and nervously glanced at the silent waiter beside him to make sure that the other party didn't notice what he was looking at.

He is very sure that at this moment on Huo Dong Xing, apart from himself, there is probably only one person who may be familiar with these "story outlines".He thought that those ignorant research specialists of the Earth Bureau were impatient to read through the shopping list he listed—to take a step back, even if there were, according to the confidentiality system, that person should not make such a big deal about it Write it out and post it on the public forum.

Was it who he thought he was?The king was lost in thought, wondering if he should interact with the poster.

"Tandem bicycle"—he couldn't help but notice the poster again, what's the point?The king got up in silence, quickly went back to his room to change out of his bathrobe, and headed to his study with the interactive screen in his hands.

His palms were slightly sweating along the way, and the mechanical limbs also creaked.He walked faster and faster, because he was afraid that the guards along the way would notice his abnormality, and even greeted one or two of them with a smile.After walking through the long [-]-meter corridor, he finally came to the front of the study, his heart pounding.

The king walked into the huge study room, took the electric chair lift on one side of the bookshelf, and came to the top floor of the Tongtian bookshelf.In the Sutra Library, which the old king couldn't fill anymore, a "Earth Literature Area" was miraculously vacated in the past two years.He looked along a row of spines of varying thickness, hoping to find some clues.

"Bike Around the Galaxy" - no, this one is from the post-stellar era.

The Bicycle Thief - No clue.

"Handsome Guy on a Bicycle" - oh, this one is etheric literature.

The Old King puts the etheric literature back where it should be.Just as he pulled his finger away from the bookshelf, he glanced at a copy of "2001: A Space Odyssey" out of the corner of his eye.

ah.His mind was suddenly knocked by this book.He reached out to take out the book, and turned all the way to the scene where the artificial intelligence HAL was pulled out of the memory stick. HAL9000, which was on the verge of collapse, began to sing the first song in its memory:

Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer, do. I'm half crazy all for the love about you.

The old king couldn't help humming this nursery rhyme:

Itwon'tbeastylishmarriage. Ican'taffordacarriage, butyou'dlook sweetupontheseatofabicyclebuiltfortwo.

Oh, daisy, daisy.At this time, he finally confirmed that the person who posted the post was from Daisy.Knowing that the Daisy had been attacked by an electromagnetic pulse, he could receive such a reminder on the public forum the next day, which inevitably made the king smile a little proudly.

Not knowing whose idea it was, he couldn't help thinking, is it the prince?Or that person?

The king turned on the interactive screen, logged in to his own forum account, thought for a long time, and carefully posted a reply under the tandem bicycle post: The three stories are very interesting, and the author will definitely join in when he plans to write and publish.

A second later, someone replied to the king: The first two settings are extremely boring, and the audience is really limited. I advise the author to think of some other popular themes.The third story is also too confusing and lengthy, and I believe it will disappear soon after publication.I don't understand why you find such stories interesting.

You know shit.The old king was so angry that he suppressed the urge to quarrel with the other party.

The king refreshed and saw the tandem's reply to himself: If you have readers' support, you can start writing today.Creation is not easy and requires a lot of spiritual support, thank you for your support.

What is moral support?The king broke out in a cold sweat.He almost wanted to send a private email to inquire, but he knew that at this critical juncture, any one-on-one contact he had with anyone would undoubtedly increase the other party's monitoring level.

The king refreshed the post a few more times and found that the tandem bicycle was arguing with someone below.

"Tandem Bicycle" replied to ID "William Cao Marquez": If you feel bored, you can directly exit the topic. Why bother to attack the author and dampen the enthusiasm for creation.

ID "William Cao Marquez": You were the one who posted the post to ask for comments.The background of your story is set in 4155 on Huo Dongxing, the era when fighting beasts were most popular. The protagonist is a prince and noble. When taking revenge, he does not choose fighting beasts but tends to poison, just like attacking the ether star with a bow and arrow. , the plot is really incredible.

"Double Bicycle" replied to ID "William Cao Marquez": It seems that you still need to increase your historical knowledge. In 4155, the captivity of the fighting beast has long been owned by Huo Dongxing's royal family (in bold), His Majesty the King (in bold) ) has the highest scheduling right.The small clan nobles on the satellite have long since lost the qualifications to keep fighting beasts in captivity.It is recommended that you read the main post carefully.

ID "William Cao Marquez": blacklist warning.

"Tandem Bicycle" replied to ID "William Cao Marquez": Goodbye, Your Excellency.

The old king carefully studied the name structure of "William Cao Marquez", and couldn't help laughing out loud, feeling that the double reed sang wonderfully.But in the next second, he realized that he needed to do something with a huge risk, which was so big that it was almost beyond his fragile tolerance; the king scratched his head, a little unable to laugh.

well.The head of state sighed and prayed silently once in 24 hours: Aiden Scott, wake up quickly.