Chapter 1820 Tacit Understanding
Of course Mr. Prime Minister Konoe cannot understand what kind of mythical beast this spirit puppet is, but the rest of the content is very subtle.
snake? What is a snake? Is it the snake I know?
Mr. Prime Minister once again assured the spirit of the universe that this was by no means something he could listen to for free. He decisively took out a pencil-thick auto-injector from his pocket and stabbed it hard on his wrist without saying a word.
As a well-trained professional politician, Prime Minister Konoe certainly understands the principle that the more you know, the sooner you will die.
However, he was already old after all, and his spirit was certainly a little weakened after living in the evil world of the five turbidities for a lifetime, but he was not as good as those young people who died and slept whenever they wanted, so he still brought a sleeping needle. This potion takes effect quickly, tastes good and is not irritating. It has no other disadvantages except that it is a bit expensive. It is really friendly to an exhausted old man like me who is still living in the evil world of the five turbidities.
Sure enough, the slight tingling on the fingertips flashed by, and a soothing and heavy feeling of security came naturally to his mind.
...Then again, shouldn't I have done this a long time ago? This should have been done before the enemy was killed just now! Before completely losing consciousness, Prime Minister Konoe suddenly realized his stupidity and wanted to slap himself twice on the spot.
Of course Prime Minister Konoe didn't know that just after he completely lost consciousness while holding his head, the twin girls from the Spiritual Research Association chased a "Mao Yuanzuo" who was almost fifty years younger than the original version into the house.
Of course, he didn't even know that his injection was actually in vain.
Before the general could scream, the heavy pressure formed by spiritual energy pressed three inches on the neck of every person who was still awake in the hall. Everyone lost consciousness instantly and even fell asleep faster than the Prime Minister. They didn't even have time to hear words like "snake".
From this perspective, Mr. Mao Yuanzuo can actually be regarded as a kind person. He still has no intention of silencing everyone, he just hopes that no one will hear news they shouldn't hear.
This probably also shows that Mr. Mao is hiding the secret of being a psychic master, and there is no need to continue hiding it.
Of course, psychic fainting and compression are treated equally, but the mountains that the dust of the times has fallen on everyone are different after all. As a result, some people became vegetative on the spot, and some people had their necks broken and died on the spot, but this is probably life.
Mao Yuanzuo is a hidden master, but his control of spiritual energy is not precise enough for an individual. Of course, this doesn't rule out the possibility that he can do it, but it's completely unnecessary.
This meeting, which was supposed to be a joyful meeting where everyone held hands and cheered and announced that everyone was a traitor, was destined to end in a very bloody way.
Gan Jiang and Mo Xie stood at the door, taking in all the scenes in the messy living room. For these two trained psykers, the environment in the hall was completely different. They seemed to see a ghastly spider nest, with spider webs made of psychic energy covering all the space in the room.
The limbs of the dead and fainted people fell into the space, as if they were prey waiting to dry on the spider web.
As for Mao Yuanzuo, who stood calmly on the spot, he was not a spider, but a part of the spider web.
Of course, the same is true for the middle-aged version of Mao Yuanzuo. He jumped straight into the hall. It seemed as if he jumped into the room on his own initiative, but in fact he was pulled into the room by a spider web composed of spiritual beings.
Then, this strange being who seemed to be fifty years younger than the real Mao Yuanzuo had lost his previous agile aura and demeanor. He stood in the middle of the hall like a puppet, blocking the way between the twins and the elderly Mao Yuanzuo. between.
The twin girls' eyes swept across the corpses in the room, and finally landed on Marshal Ferragut. He slumped down and curled up on his chair, his eyes still wide open. The honest and warm smile in front of him could no longer be seen, but it looked like a King Kong statue with wide-eyed eyes.
The general showed a sad expression: "The fat marshal is actually a good man. Uncle Junior will be very sad."
Moye nodded: "He is trying every means to save the country. He actually doesn't want to hurt you, nor does he want to hurt other people, but he has the will to die."
When their eyes fell on Mao Yuanzuo, they felt evil spirits: "And you killed him."
"His biggest mistake was that he didn't plan to kill me until the end. He was indeed a good man, but of no use." Mao Yuanzuo sighed, with undisguised sadness in his eyes:
"Girls, this is the awakening of adults. We have different understandings of saving the country and different prospects for the future, so we are willing to pay everything for these. Our lives are really just the smallest price. Not only It’s me, your junior uncle, your great master, aren’t they all like this?”
General Mo Xie showed a disgusted expression. They couldn't tolerate this old thief actually comparing themselves to their junior uncle and grand master. If it were the previous ones, they would have torn this guy's face to pieces.
And instead of using a sword, he used spiritual energy to control it into hooks and claws to tear it apart.
However, they knew that although this mysterious and weird old man did not show particularly terrifying spiritual pressure, he was probably the most powerful enemy they had ever faced (alone) in their lives.
Against this kind of enemy, the lightsaber is of little use. The sisters' hands were hidden behind their backs, but there was an ion salt bomb between each finger.
Mao Yuanzuo glanced at the twins, smiled, took a few steps back to avoid the dead body, and casually found a chair to sit down on. His movements are now very light and agile. Although he still has the face of an old man full of wrinkles, his pace is like that of a twenty-year-old young man who often participates in physical exercise.
As he walked, the spiritual energy stagnant in the room was absorbed into his body, like a terrifying spider retracting its dense web.
So, when the aura faded, the young Mao Yuanzuo, who was already forty, revealed his true form - as if he were a doll carved out of black wood.
"Finally you are not going to act anymore. Do your voters and your subordinates of the Co-Prosperity Party know that you are a saint?" the general asked.
"Your master, does the Galaxy Empire know about it?" Moye asked additionally.
Mao Yuanzuo smiled: "I am actually already in the seventh ring. According to your Grand Master's classification, I am actually a saint."
Can you still make progress at this age? Putting aside the character of the person involved, this is actually a very inspiring scene.
Gan Jiang and Mo Xie looked at each other, their shoulders sank slightly, and they took a few steps away. This way you can both attack and escape. Of course, just in case, they even prepared virtual orders - ever since the Spirit Research Institute became a partner of the Rainbow Rose Foundation, there was no shortage of such things.
"I'm not sure if the empire knows, but your grand master must know."
The twin girls looked doubtful. In this case, doubt is not absolute, which means that there is absolutely no doubt.
If you round up the numbers, some of the rumors are really credible.
"Are you really good friends with Grand Master and Marshal Li?" Mo Xie asked curiously, and then his twin sister hit him on the head with his fist.
Mao Yuanzuo smiled and acquiesced, saying nothing else. He probably really felt that there was no denying this kind of thing. "No matter what your past is, Mr. Mao Yuanzuo, you should be arrested for treason. At the same time..." The general's eyes swept over the dark puppet. This motionless doll has lost the appearance of Mao Yuanzuo, with a flat face and no facial features, but it looks inexplicably a bit more evil.
"I'm even more curious. You can actually recognize this as the Yuling Puppet... Oh, yes, the snake hole has been destroyed. All parties involved in this battle have gained a lot." Mao Yuanzuo showed a look of sudden realization.
"There is a difference between relying on spiritual energy and relying on entities. We have detailed spiritual fluctuation levels and understand all the data." I don't know when a goggle appeared on the general's face, and there were vague characters on the lens. beat.
"He is more effortless and stable than the outer body, and can rely on all breath, spirit, memory and skills, but it is easier to be seen through. However, for most psychics who cannot master the outer body in their lifetime , it’s good news,” Mo Xie said.
Mao Yuanzuo spread his hands with helplessness on his face: "That's why I said that when the Imperial Colossus began to attack the Abyss Nebula, all the struggles were meaningless. At that time, we should have chosen to destroy all the data. It's a pity, the ancestors In the past, I was a stubborn person, too stubborn to be a snake leader. I hope the new leader can be flexible and pragmatic.”
"Soon, we will be able to make our own puppets. My uncle said that psykers in the new era must not only have robot subordinates, but also psionic robots. However, this is all a matter for the future. Yes." Mo Xie said.
"So, you admitted it. We guessed that you were a psychic, and we also knew that you were a traitor, but we never expected that you hid it so deeply." Gan Jiang narrowed his eyes slightly.
The twin girls' hands hidden behind their backs were still holding the ion salt bomb tightly, and the spiritual light spread on their skin, forming a structure like dragon scales.
"This is just a national thief or an old thief. This traitor has gone too far." Mao Yuanzuo smiled bitterly and shook his head, then poured himself a glass of wine slowly: "Girls, let's be more mature. Whether it's an ion salt bomb, or you The dragon scale gauntlets combined with the interceptor can't do anything to me. I know that the interceptor has a special attack on "control", but you don't think that if I operate a puppet and use it as a wide-area gravity trap, it is really a control. ?”
The twin girls looked solemn. They felt that they were teased by the elders of the division during actual combat training, which is how they feel now.
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"Including your Tiantu Sword, I understand many secrets of the Spirit Research Association. Even better than your master and most of your uncles."
Maybe what this old thief said is true.
Gan Jiang and Mo Xie could use spiritual perception and sensed his calmness, and suddenly felt that the situation was a bit dangerous. However, as disciples of the Spirit Research Society, they could not lose others even if they lost a battle, let alone lose others after a battle, so they calmly revealed the hands hidden behind their backs.
"We are no match for you. We can neither arrest nor execute you. However, we have at least confirmed your multiple identities. All of your faces have been sent to Senior Brother." Gan Jiang said.
"The whole universe will know your true identity." Mo Xie said.
"Will he?"
"..."
"Your senior brother? You are talking about the young man Yang Mingzhao. Hahaha, even if he is not a psychic, he might be able to be prime minister in the future. He won't." Mao Yuanzuo said in a determined tone.
Gan Jiang and Mo Xie were unable to answer. Their psychic abilities could still sense the other party's undisguised emotions.
"Little Ling'er and her parents boarded the Alliance's July luxury cruise ship yesterday. The empire will not take action against the Poseidon Fleet's ultra-luxury cruise ship. The child was still talking about you when she boarded the ship. ”
General Mo Xie looked at each other. If there was anyone they felt sorry for, it was this classmate they knew in public school. There is a saying that although she is Mao Yuanzuo's granddaughter, she is at most the eldest lady's coquettish and naive character. She really has no bad intentions, and she really treats the twins as best friends.
What they originally meant was that it was very cool and cool to have a third-generation member of the Spiritual Research Society as your best friend. Regardless of the motivation, at least the feelings are sincere.
They also immediately realized that the other party might be well aware of their arrival today.
"The password for the robot passage from the beach to the underground garage was not given by you, was it?" Moye asked.
Mao Yuanzuo smiled slightly: "This is a tacit understanding between me and the Spirit Research Association. Girls, please leave now. You can tell your elders everything today, especially Lan Jiufeng and Yu Lian, but please Don’t take matters into your own hands. I believe you are good boys.”
Gan Jiang and Mo Xie looked at each other, then calmly put away their weapons, bowed slightly to say hello to Mao Yuanzuo, and then disappeared behind the dust and smoke.
As for Mao Yuanzuo himself, he waited until the girl from the spiritual research group had completely left before gently knocking on the table.
Prime Minister Konoe, who had received a hypnotic needle, and Vice President Hierro, who still smelled of burnt body, suddenly jumped up from the ground like middle school students who heard the alarm clock.
Prime Minister Konoe hit his head on the table, and Vice President Hierro stepped on a stray bullet and both fell down in confusion. But they still hurriedly crawled to the ground and stood up again, still in high spirits.
However, when they saw the deformed corpses all over the ground, they inevitably turned pale and trembled like chaff. Especially Vice President Hierro, the look on his uncle's face no longer held the admiration he had before, as if he was looking at a terrible natural enemy.
He probably didn't know that his uncle was a psychic, and perhaps that was why he showed such panic.
"In your name, declare unconditional surrender on behalf of the Blue Star Community Government." Mao Yuanzuo repeated his arrangement: "A prime minister and vice president should be able to represent the Blue Star Community Government."
Mr. Vice President nodded in agreement.
"...But, the president." Prime Minister Konoe still had some doubts, but when he met Mao Yuanzuo's eyes, he quickly nodded and said: "Ming, I understand. I understand."
"In addition, you can notify someone to come and clean the floor."
He ordered so, but he had already walked to the body of Marshal Ferragut.
He looked directly into the marshal's eyes that had lost focus, but seemed to be looking directly at his own reflection reflected in the pupils.
"Of course you will feel sorry. But, I also have a mission that I must complete. Hahaha, don't worry, Paul, I won't be much later than you." He murmured in a tone that only he could hear. , until the marshal really closed his eyelids.