heavy fog

Taking advantage of the chaotic time when the welcome reception was about to end, Wen Luan quietly left the Morvia embassy with a group of guests who were leaving.

There is no need to worry about the people in the embassy finding out, because this kind of horrible life where life is not guaranteed for a long time has made all diplomats learn to pretend to be deaf and dumb, let alone suddenly discovering that Wen Luan is missing, even if Wen Luan is in front of them In front of them, they sneaked away, but they also turned a blind eye.

The advantage of this approach is that even if something happens, you will not be involved. The more you know, the faster you will die.

The urban area is filled with thick fog, and the street lamps with frosted crystal glass shades, which are dim in color, extend along the street.A beautifully decorated carriage came out from the gate of the embassy—these diplomats who spent their lives and courage on the Deep Blue Star every day probably learned the extravagant and flashy lifestyle of the Deep Blue Kingdom.

The wheels were rolling slowly on the street, Wen Luan skillfully swayed past several tall buildings one after another under the cover of the carriage.Those beautifully carved columns were blurred in the mist.

Those who can dress well, dance and enjoy delicious food at the reception are all official diplomats with a letter of appointment.Those entourages could only squat aside and gossip. The cowardly entourages went back behind the carriage of their ambassadors, and some of them offended powerful people in the country, even if they returned to the motherland after ten years, they would not survive. Prepare to go to the underground city together.

Wen Luan just wanted to blend in with them.

"Look at their appearance, they are dazed, their eyes full of resentment..." Seier, who had turned into a silver round helmet, was pressing Wen Luan's forehead and said, "Master, your expression is too inappropriate!"

Wen Luan had no choice but to put on a frowning look. Obviously, his talent in this area was not very good, and after tossing for a long time, his face became stiff.

"Think about this damned fate! You should have lived comfortably 2000 years ago. After eating simple and delicious food every morning, you just--" Shi Er followed the persuasion, and it suddenly got stuck at this point.

"Driving the bus."

"Okay, a peaceful day in the bus, as it should be! Shouldn't we be outraged at fate?"

Wen Luan successfully felt a kind of dissatisfaction with itching teeth, seeing nothing in front of him was happy, this nasty fog, this damn city, this crazy experience!

"That's the look, perfect!" Xier played the sound of applause in Wen Luan's spiritual link.

"..."

"However, what is a bus?" Shier began to look up the missing population data. This mecha had been destroyed by the ups and downs of the blood clan, excitedly looking forward to Wen Luan's unusual occupation.

Soon someone discovered Wen Luan, a strange face.

"Hi, who are you?" A guy patted Wen Luan on the shoulder.

Wen Luan instinctively stepped aside, then quickly pretended to turn around just in time, and glanced over with impatient eyes.

Sure enough, the other party didn't care, they had seen this expression too much, every unlucky person who just arrived at Deep Blue Star was like this, as time passed, the sharp hostility turned into numbness and resentment.

"Come on, buddy, you can have some psychotropic tonight, new stuff, overdose can shorten your lifespan, but to us, what does that matter, the damn life is going to go on. "

"Sounds good." Wen Luan said in a broken lingua franca.

"That's right." The guy stroked his stubble, and suddenly tilted his head and asked, "Are you from Morvia? The colonel's entourage who just came?"

Wen Luan nodded.

The other party showed a schadenfreude smile, everyone had heard the bad luck stories of Colonel Zhang Sen and his entourage.He came to strike up a conversation with Wen Luan, it was more like watching a joke.

"What are you wearing on your forehead? God, I never heard of anyone going out to enjoy the nightlife with an optical brain."

"No, this is not an optical brain." Wen Luan deliberately raised his voice, "This is a helmet in the pirate's warehouse, which is used to prevent accidental injuries to the head."

A group of people laughed loudly. This naive newcomer thought that wearing an extra helmet would save his life!God, even if you go out in an armored armor, you will still die. Poor guy, he really doesn't know anything.

"I bet I can attend his funeral tomorrow!"

"Hey, don't be so mean, since he doesn't know anything, he will outlive those arrogant good agents, I bet a week."

These sneering voices were carefully translated into common language by Se Er and told Wen Luan, and Se Er added: "Good job, master! I will give you [-] points for your impromptu performance."

The corners of Wen Luan's eyes twitched, and when he was about to complain, a domed building appeared in front of him.

People walked in excitedly, took out their ID cards, swiped them on the sensing device, and the two gray robots let them through. The passage was automatic, and they could enjoy the landscape paintings on both sides of the corridor while standing on them.

Wen Luan nervously took out his ID card, which was processed when he entered the country, because the consumption of diplomats was too high, especially since he was an inconspicuous follower.The port registry just scanned his iris casually, without recording any information, and gave him this thing.

The sensing device for swiping the card was on the robot's chest, and when they were staring at Wen Luan, Seir emitted a light white light, and Wen Luan's face scanned by the robot had been replaced by another blurred and deformed face.

"A member of the Morvia embassy, ​​correct, let me go." The robot said dully.

Wen Luan took the card back silently, and he found that it was a mechanical sound, but he could hear the emotion in Xier's voice.The smart mecha is really powerful. It is a headache for him to think about making an enemy of the people in power in the Deep Blue Kingdom who have created such high-tech weapons.

The corridor that slides automatically extends underground at fifteen degrees. The paintings on the walls on both sides have also changed from brightly colored landscapes to dark-toned themes. There are wars and deaths, and more ambiguous and indulgent aristocratic banquets. Oil paintings The lustrous and plump arms and body, as well as the alluring eyes, are like magic, deeply attracting those who look at the oil painting.

Just when people were most addicted, the long corridor finally came to an end.

Wen Luan, who was so bored that he was about to yawn, cheered up. He has no sense of art. If you show him the beautiful lady in the oil painting, he will look at the decorations on the clothes, and comment that the painting of gems and pearls is very beautiful. good.

A deafening din sounded around the corner.

The people who were still nostalgic for the oil painting didn't look back. They knew that a better place was ahead, and they all excitedly took out their ID cards and rushed out to enjoy the nightlife.

This swiping of the card was like taking the subway - Wen Luan complained, although he had never taken the subway before, he had heard it from foreign students.

Xier once again helped Wen Luan get rid of the armed robot for the exit inspection. When Wen Luan stood at the exit, the oncoming carnival atmosphere almost made Wen Luan fall backwards. world.

The snow is so bright that even a needle lying at the foot can be clearly seen.

The tall buildings surrounding this exit are at least 30 meters high, and the top cannot be seen from above. It seems that the upper half of the floor has been swallowed by endless night. The spotlights are constantly rotating and projecting downwards, and at the same time, they are constantly changing colors. .

There is a flying saucer sightseeing channel with transparent walls in the sky, and the complex track is like a large-scale facility in an amusement park.

There are people wearing feather masks and big cloaks everywhere. Beautifully decorated floats are driving down the street, as if they are in a large carnival. On the floats are beautiful musicians and actors in different costumes, throwing flower petals and Confetti, but when these things fall to the ground, they are gone, obviously virtual, but they really have a fragrance, and there are water droplets rolling on the petals.

A long river runs through this square, and there are boats on the river with various boats. They are also dressed as if they are participating in an 18th century masquerade ball, and they leisurely lead those tourists through stone bridges.

"Uh." Wen Luan touched his pocket subconsciously.

Whoever comes to such a place, the first reaction is to worry about whether they have enough money.

"Don't worry, my master." Syer's voice also sounded very excited, it was completely intoxicated by the piece of pathetic opera sung by an actress on a nearby float, and muttered, "I guarantee we have enough on our card money."

Well, looted from pirates.

The armed robot guarding the exit rudely stuffed a cloak and a feather mask to Wen Luan, just like the staff who voluntarily distributed disposable raincoats at the subway entrance.

Wen Luan took it straightforwardly. Everyone here dresses up like this, and it will be conspicuous if they don't wear it.

He also turned up the cap of the cloak, just to cover Shier who was disguised as a light brain, and then Wen Luan encountered a problem, he didn't know how to wear this mask, and the thin strap made him flustered.

"I'll grab it!" Shier was impatient, and the optical brain deformed two metal buckles to fix the position of the mask from above.

Wen Luan's black line, he hurriedly followed the crowd to the bridge, and reminded Shier in the spiritual link that their death-deception plan has not yet been implemented, so they must be serious, today is not for fun.

"You are also very happy." Seir pointed out.

"..."

Wen Luan was speechless.

He really felt indescribably happy, more excited than riding a bus on a bumpy mountain road, happier than seeing the sign of a sandwich shop right in front of his eyes when he was extremely hungry, and even his breathing became disordered for several beats, but Wen Luan thought it was normal Yes, he has only seen this kind of carnival like carnival on TV. The grand and jubilant atmosphere will make people laugh involuntarily.

Stepping on the slippery river with thick shoes, the boatman shouting a long chant, and the petals falling all over the sky, Wen Luan couldn't help but turn around to make sure that the two tall armed robots were still in place.

If the surface city of Dark Blue Star has an exquisite and cold retro style, the dungeon looks like a time travel, as if stepping on the wrong time and falling into Venice in the 18th century.

——This is like a large stage that has been arranged. The builder of the dark blue star is an opera lover?

Wen Luan thought strangely, he looked up at the high-altitude UFO sightseeing passage, and finally found some sense of modernity, when a picture on the light-screen billboard on the top of the passage attracted his attention.

A tall, thin man with messy hair was smiling and talking on the light screen.

"It looks familiar." Wen Luan said to himself as he walked.

Ser glanced casually, and continued to act as a data provider: "That's the current head of the Red Planet, another planet famous for tourism in the Deep Blue Kingdom. This is a travel advertisement."

Wen Luan stopped to take a closer look, but the crowded crowd quickly pushed him aside, and the advertisement passed.

The projection point of the high-altitude spotlight happened to be on the side of Wen Luan Station, and the female singer on the float sang a song that Wen Luan sounded like No One Sleeps Tonight, but the words were incomprehensible.

On the second floor of a building five or six meters away from Wen Luan, there was a single-sided light-transmitting glass window, and his slender fingers moved slowly.

In the shadows, a few strands of golden hair slipped to the ears.

"I feel that there is a surprise tonight." A deep and elegant voice.

Behind Cyrus was a black-armored knight with a stiff expression and messy electronic eye data. It knelt down on one knee and said seriously: "Your Excellency, I really hope that you will reconsider. This is too reckless, too weird, too... It's not normal!"

"Why isn't it normal?" said Cyrus, standing in the shadows. "Put on a cloak, put on a mask, and walk into the Sharks Club, where there is no visual existence. Who can know who I am? Dan Tallinn agrees with me." idea."

Andos knelt down to the prime minister every day, but he really wanted to kneel down recently, so as not to think about these issues that violated the principle for him.

"One, a one-night stand is an immoral indulgence, Your Excellency."

"I didn't find that person on the list, which already made me very angry." Cyrus slid his fingers leisurely through the window, as if picking his target.

His face was reflected on the opaque glass, looking cold and alluring.

"I then found more than a dozen guys who were not on the list. They were all secretly cultivated by the remnants of the family, trying to lurk into the army. Before anything happened to my body, they began to prepare." The slender five fingers suddenly retracted. Tightly, he closed the curtains heavily.

Cyrus said coldly: "How exciting, after a few decades, Deep Blue Star will launch a coup d'état! But——I am going to die, and the time of death comes too early, and they are caught off guard."

"But..." Andos thought stiffly, is it because of this that he gave up on himself and went to have a one-night stand?

Cyrus put his hand on the helmet of the black-armored knight, half bent over, and said meaningfully: "Now, I want to test how long their hands can be stretched. I will start tonight and find them in the dungeon. A suitable bed partner for a wonderful night. You say, will they get news? Maybe, I can have a surprise."

Andos Kaka turned his neck: "What if no one takes the bait!"

"Andos, I've said it many times, I'm going to die." Cyrus let go with a smile. If he really met a person with feelings like that on the lonely ice field, why not?

"..."

It is really difficult for human beings to understand, what is the necessary connection between dying and one-night stand? !

Andos said with difficulty: "I sincerely don't recommend this. You have already used the excuse of dying to spend all your time on making more powerful Raymond Gayton series. You fainted from exhaustion yesterday, and today you still have to do it." ?”

—Could Cyrus intend to die on the bed?

A certain mech found that his thinking module was smoking, so he simply closed the program without first aid.Strike protest, whatever Cyrus was doing tonight, had nothing to do with it.

The author has something to say: During the two months that Wen Luan disappeared, Cyrus investigated the list and found out about political enemies. At the same time, Wen Luan's background was also brought up by this coincidence. He didn't pay attention, and then studied the final stage of the mecha [ 72 mechs haven’t been built at this time], arrange the funeral ╮(╯_╰)╭ and he fainted yesterday because Wen Luan entered the city, not because Andos thought he was too tired...nor Sailu In the end, what Si thought was a relapse, the protagonist hooked up with 419 in this way.