About ten minutes later, a huge starship full of technological beauty landed in front of the Qingshan Sect. Two women in gold led the way and showed the token given by the master of Jinbao Pavilion. The door of the starship opened automatically, and the invisible stairs unfolded all the way to Su Yu.
One woman in gold took Su Yu on the starship, and the other left.
Su Yu glanced in the direction of departure, the person left in front of him said kindly: "She is going to pick up your companions. Contestant Su Yu, follow me into the starship. Wait a moment, and people will come."
The internal configuration of the starship of Jinbao Pavilion and the starship sent by the Interstellar Alliance is completely different, just like an ordinary passenger plane and a luxury private plane equipped by the rich. The former is simply equipped with spacious space and enough seats, while the latter, everything is for the highest enjoyment.
"Fog..." A Chinese contestant entered the starship and was about to exclaim, but was hit by his companion. He swallowed the words 'fog grass' again, rubbed his waist, and hissed. He complained to his companion: "Is he really a wood system superpower ma? Why do I feel like he is a enchantment system ne?"
His companion looked away: "Don't make a fuss, hurry up and go find Su Yu."
Sitting on the sofa that was as clear as crystal but as soft as cotton, he couldn't help but say a few words of surprise: "This is really different from the starship sent by the Interstellar Alliance."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" The companion: "Have you ever seen a bus that looks the same as a supercar ma?"
The woman in gold was walking over with tea and snacks, and placed them in front of everyone one by one. Hearing this conversation, she kindly took out a translucent crystal card and put it down: "Starships can be specially customized. The starships of each civilization are different. If your Earth civilization wants, here is the contact information."
The crystal card shone with an invisible noble light, the Chinese contestants laughed awkwardly.
Wen Renye accepted the crystal card and thanked politely.
"It's just a small matter." The woman in gold stepped back and said before leaving: "If you have any questions, you can call me directly."
When the woman in gold walked away completely and her figure disappeared from sight, everyone relaxed. This emotion was not nervousness or defensiveness, but with an outsider standing here, they felt that they couldn't let go.
"Su Yu, so what happened?" They thought they would know everything when returning to Earth, but couldn't help their curiosity and asked.
Su Yu, who was studying the white book in his hand, raised his head. He thought about it and told about the attack.
"There is this thing?" He is okay ba? The contestants looked at Su Yu nervously and found that there was no change at all. His clothes were neat and clean, their mood returned to calm. Maybe this is how big shots are ba. He was so calm after an attack.
"Do you know the reason for the attack ma?" Wen Renye grasped the key point.
Su Yu didn't really pay much attention to this kind of thing, but from the known information revealed, he could see some clues: "Sect secrets, I saved the daughter of the sect master of Qingshan Sect in the secret realm, and several other disciples of high status."
He nodded thoughtfully. If so, Wen Renye understood. It was almost the same as he thought. Su Yuzhi's words 'saving their disciples' were definitely not simple, which could make a major sect of immortals act like this.
Knowing the most critical information, the rest is not important, they can find out by casual speculation. At this time, other Chinese contestants were still blinking their eyes and eagerly waiting for Su Yu's next story. Wen Renye glanced at them and all became honest. They swallowed more. What's wrong with wanting to hear a story!
A peaceful and quiet environment is conducive to sleep, especially when all the companions are around, which makes people calm down and relax their tense nerves. The tired contestants fell asleep one after another. Don't look at them laughing and playing, looking so happy. In fact, how relaxed can they be after just coming out of the game map ne? Everyone present is a top superpower user in China, their strength is real, but among the many strong people in interstellar civilization, they are only of medium level at most. For the sake of the country and Earth, they cannot retreat. They are extremely tired, but could only use smiles to cover up.
Among the sober people, only Su Yu and Wen Renye are there. The former continues to study the wordless heavenly book in his hand, while the latter opens the star network to see what has happened recently. The two do not interfere with each other.
After a while, the former's expression did not change much, but the latter's expression gradually became weird.
[See what Interstellar Tournament, everyone comes to see love!]
[The young patriarch of the Feather Clan cryptically confesses: Why do I always miss you.]
[On the possibility of marriage between Zerg civilization and Earth civilization]
[Northfield x Su Yu, a clip of getting along, click me to watch!]
Wen Renye: ? ? ?
The amount of information was too huge, he fell into silence for a long time.
Wen Renye was still in shock until the starship of Jinbao Pavilion landed on Earth. They got off the starship and boarded the special plane sent by China. Su Yu was going to Congshui Mountain Range, his destination was different from others. Everyone separated. The contestants waved their hands enthusiastically, asking Su Yu to come to their place when he was free. Only Wen Renye looked at Su Yu with a complicated and tangled expression.
Arriving at the base, the team members responsible for Wen Renye followed and noticed that Wen Renye's expression was wrong. A recorder asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell ma?"
"It's not..." Wen Renye paused and said what he saw on the Star Network in a hesitant tone.
After hearing this, the recorder couldn't help laughing. Compared with Wen Renye, who had just been exposed to the Star Network, Chinese netizens were already well-informed, experienced, and immune to all poisons. From the initial confusion of eating melons, to now, netizens can join these topics without changing their faces.
What about the marriage between two civilizations, what about stealing love, etc., whether it is the Star Network or the Chinese netizens, not many people take it seriously, they all think it is interesting, just playing a joke.
"I thought it was true." Wen Renye.
The recorder coughed and got to the point, asking them about the matter of being taken away by the Qingshan Sect.
Wen Renye did not want to hide, and simply described everything he saw and heard during the process. This information will be integrated and sent to a dedicated person for research, regardless of whether it is useful or not, it is just a process.
On the other side, a meeting is being held in the mountain base of the Zerg civilization.
At the conference table, several high-level Zergs sat upright, all of them had the same expressionless face, only the secretly clenched palms revealed their nervousness... What followed, what Northfield will say, was about their fate.
Northfield, who was in the first seat, looked the most relaxed, with a usual smile on his face.
Maybe it took a long time, maybe only a few seconds, the torment in the heart made the Zerg unable to tell the passage of time, they only knew to wait silently.
"If you want to serve beside the King, this state is unacceptable."
Northfield finally spoke, the light words were like thunder, exploding in the ears of all Zergs, their pupils shrank. The next moment, the ink color spread from the pupils and quickly covered the whites of the eyes. The eyes of all Zergs turned dark black, which looked quite strange. Only Zergs understood that this was a symbol of their out-of-control emotions.
A tear slid down silently and splashed on the back of her hand. The girl-like Zerg General lowered her head and raised her hand blankly, unable to recover: "This is... tears? Am I crying ma?"
No high-level Zerg answered her, because she was not the only one crying.
Zergs should not have weak emotions. From the moment they were born, high-level Zergs clearly understood their responsibilities. They should be strong and fearless, protect the Queen, be brave and unafraid of death. Tears do not belong to them. Only blood can flow out of their bodies.
Until this moment, they realized that it was not like this. They would cry too.
Too long.
It's really too long.
They have been waiting for too long.
Born from the Zerg Tree, they eagerly waited for the Queen's summons, but they didn't get anything... No, it can't be said that, they still waited for a message, the message that the Queen didn't exist, they would rather not know this message.
Even if it was a false lie, it was better than the painful reality for them.
And now, the cold nothingness that penetrated into their bones can finally be filled.
"Cry for what? Shouldn't you smile at this time ma?" Northfield said lightly.
The girl wiped her tears casually and raised the corner of her mouth: "You're right, I'm just too happy."
After this sentence, silence continued to spread in the conference room. After an unknown period of time, the emotionally out-of-control Zergs gradually returned to normal, the dark color faded, and their eyes returned to normal.
"When will we take the King back?" The tall Zerg suddenly stood up. In stark contrast to his sadness, he rubbed his hands and said excitedly: "I will go to train the army, mobilize the warships, and prepare a grand welcoming ceremony for the King!"
"Anas, the army is so rude and violent, how can it be suitable for the King?" A female Zerg General said indifferently, then smiled again, holding her face, and said with longing: "What is suitable for the King should be a beautiful singing voice and graceful dancing! King only needs to have fun in the palace."
"Palace?" Another female Zerg General's face turned black, and heavy pressure spread. She said in a heavy tone: "It's over! Was only busy watching the live broadcast! We forgot to build the palace!"
"Build it now!" The Zerg General in charge of finance immediately made a decision: "What style does the King like? Luxurious? Technological? Wait, I remember I collected King's information, let me find it...
"What's wrong with the army? Only with strong strength can the King do whatever he wants! "Anas gritted his teeth and said, but he began to struggle in his heart. On one hand, he wanted to show himself, on the other hand, he thought painfully that the iron-blooded and rough army seemed to be unsuitable to appear in front of the King.
"Open the high-level energy warehouse now! Use high-level energy stones to build a palace for the King!"
"I am only good at killing people with illusions~ Is it too difficult for me to perform songs and dances with illusions? But... for the King, it is not impossible. I can start learning now."
The high-level Zergs who were originally sitting upright gradually became confused. The subtle thing is that everyone was talking about their own things, but it didn't seem to be out of place at all.
Northfield didn't say anything, just smiled and watched. When the emotions of the high-level Zergs became more and more excited, he calmly poured a basin of cold water to cool down the Zergs present.
"The King has his own Zerg clan."
This basin of cold water is very effective, it chilled everyone present.
All the sounds stopped abruptly, the smiles also solidified on the faces of all Zergs.