Chapter 752: A Prophet From Outside the Group
The milk enemy was placed in solitary confinement, she was too strong, and she was an ascension body.
There is no high-energy brain, hundreds of millions of personalities are distributed in field states, and memories are stored in particles. After entering the era of unified force, the soul resides in countless unified particles, and this kind of transplantation is impossible at all.
Therefore, the milk enemy can only be sent to a certain place in Nebula Hell, and suppressed with a super unified field integrated restraint device.
And send more people to prevent accidents.
Zuomen handed over this kind of matter to his subordinates, and he personally escorted Huang Ji, Occasionally Strange, Rui Ji and Ura Tikh, crossed a wormhole again, and came to the center of the nebula.
Reki turned into the most primitive Draco, and Ura Tih was some kind of octopus-like creature.
They all obviously chose a race that was closer to their own body, and improved their compatibility as much as possible, which helped them control the little remaining power after the high-energy brain was weakened.
However, no matter how high the compatibility is, it is not as high as Huang Gao, because that is his body, with perfect adaptability.
Zuomen threw the others into a distant planet, and a cloud of energy protected them to land safely.
He personally took Huang Ji alone to fly to the highest judicial organ.
"Shua Shua!" Zuomen and Huang Ji landed on the huge cube with a faint red halo.
This is a cube with a side length of five billion kilometers, magnificent and cold.
Very cold, a large mass of condensed matter.
The two of them didn't enter, it was like sinking into a ball of jelly, they only felt a rapid descent, and finally came to a hall with the same square shape.
There are several staff here, each of them is only six to ten meters high, and they are quantum bodies without any additional matter, and they look like pure white figures.
Even Zuomen himself, after such a layer of "jelly" sifting, there is only such a little substance left.
This is the simplest appearance of the Taiwei Chinese. What kind of magnificent giants, bodies as huge as stars, are all based on this quantum body, wrapped with a large amount of assimilated matter.
At the beginning, Wanhuajing kept condensing matter to expand its body shape and fought with Huang Ji. In the end, Huang Ji said that your body is too big and exceeds your load.
Wanhua Mirror didn't listen, but was stunned by Huang Ji's spiritual power, and collapsed on the spot, all the absorbed substances fell off, leaving only a small body.
"Prepare the soul torture room, I will use it now, I want to dig out this guy's secret." Zuomen said, while performing soul verification.
He had already applied for it, and his colleagues immediately called up the relevant files: "A spy of a hostile civilization outside the group? A star group master who intends to subvert our civilization and rule this galaxy group? Do you have any evidence?"
"No, I guessed it." Zuomen said honestly.
"Ah?" The colleague was a little speechless. After reading the file, he found that it was full of doubts, but there was indeed no evidence.
"His suspicions are too serious. I don't believe he is a Galaxy person. Now that his body is weak and his high-energy brain is imprisoned, I can definitely find out his true identity by torture." Zuomen said firmly.
The colleague reminded: "His diplomatic status is very high. The attack on you can be big or small. It will be adjudicated by the Constellation Council. You take him into the soul torture room privately... If not, you know the consequences."
Zuomen smiled and said: "I know, I am willing to take full responsibility. If he is really that talented, maybe he can win a few more low-dimensional descending places for our star group..."
"I voluntarily put my life to calm the situation in exchange for their forgiveness."
The colleague said seriously: "It's good that you know it. If that's the case, you can just let it go."
Zuomen communicated with his colleagues using high-dimensional spiritual power communication, thinking that Huang Ji couldn't hear it.
Little did they know that Huang Ji knew it clearly even if they didn't tell them.
"Huang Ji, come with me, relax, it's just a routine inquiry, but you have to explain your attack on me." Zuomen said pretending to be relaxed.
Huang Ji ignored him, lowered his head and rubbed his arms and collarbone, as if he liked his body very much.
"Huang Ji? Can you hear me now?" Zuo Men suspected that Huang Ji was trying to save the energy of his high-energy brain.
The electromagnetic wave analysis organ was turned off, so sound waves were used instead.
Huang Ji looked like he had just heard it, covered his ears and said with a look of deafness: "Ah? What is it? It's so noisy!"
Zuomen does not doubt that there is him, after all, a high-level civilized individual who has just changed into a "shackle body" will be very uncomfortable.
Especially the Taiwei Chinese themselves, even just living, feel so painful that they want to die!
He only thought that Huang Ji couldn't adapt to such a weak body, so he said all the words just now with a softer voice.
"You don't want to torture me, do you? Now that I'm so weak, you can simply fiddle with my brain." Huang Ji said.
Zuomen said calmly: "Of course not. No matter how you fiddle with your brain, your thinking energy body will notice it. I can't afford to sue you in front of many galaxy masters afterwards."
Huang Ji smiled and said nothing.
Seeing that he was still dawdling, Zuomen grabbed him with the unified field and forcibly pulled him away: "I just want to ask you a few questions, record them, and use them at the conference."
At this time, a Taiwei Chinese suddenly came out from a corner of the hall. He was Yinlan, dragging a bird in his hand. Through the fluctuation of spiritual power, he could recognize that it was Jiawen!
Jiawen killed Wanhuajing and was still alive, and he thought so from the bottom of his heart. The case could not be accepted, and the investigation needed to be continued.
Ming Rong didn't come back, so the task of bringing Jia Wen here for interrogation was given to Yin Lan.
"Huh? Isn't this Huang Ji?" Yin Lan recognized Huang Ji at a glance, even though his body changed, his soul characteristics remained the same.
"What happened after I left? How did Huang Ji be arrested? The crime is serious enough to use the soul torture room?"
Zuo Men didn't expect to meet Yin Lan by chance, and when he saw him speak directly, he was speechless.
Huang Ji took the opportunity to say: "What soul torture? Where are you taking me?"
Yinlan has been reminded of this matter, so she shut up.
Zuomen didn't bother to explain, and directly dragged Huang Ji into the wall.
In a short time, the two came to a secret room again, and there was a dark giant egg in front of them.
As soon as Huang Ji's soul came in, he became entangled with it, as if they had merged into one. For a moment, everything was silent, all senses were lost, and only the giant egg was in sight.
His thinking was suppressed to the minimum, unable to think about multiple things at the same time.
Suddenly, Zuomen's voice appeared in his mind: "Which civilization are you from?"
"Chinese civilization." Huang Ji said without thinking.
The so-called soul torture is actually to suppress the activity of the soul, so that the model of spiritual power tends to be simpler, so that it can't think too much', and can only think about one thing at the same time.
In this case, when someone asks something, the mind will instinctively think about it, and think of the answer uncontrollably.
The less you want to think, the easier it is to think. Just like when you are eager to forget something, you have already thought of something first, and you can't control your thinking.
At this time, Huang Ji can't feel his own body, so he only needs to do a little tricks on the connection between the physical brain and the soul, and Huang Ji can tell the most concerned about the current attention. Stuff, words with the most vigorous ideas.
Huang Ji couldn't hear his own voice at all. To him, he was just thinking. In theory, he didn't know that he had spoken.
"Sure enough, it's not Ziwei civilization!" Zuomen was overjoyed, under the torture of his soul, he asked a question as soon as he asked!
"Ziwei is not a civilization, but a faction." Huang Ji's thoughts resurfaced again.
Zuomen didn't care about Ziwei civilization, he immediately asked: "What is the purpose of your Chinese civilization!"
"The journey of civilization is the sea of stars."
Zuomen hummed in his heart, actually want to conquer the sea of stars? While letting the system record, he shouted: "Is your first target the Milky Way?"
"Of course, Han means the Milky Way?" Huang Ji said.
Zuomen was at a loss, but soul torture is like this, and it may not be a serious answer. No one can control what Huang Ji's soul thinks first.
Facing his question, the first reaction that comes to mind is not necessarily the answer. The answer may be irrelevant to the question, it may be a complaint, or the mind may jump out of the question to derivative related issues in an instant.
However, the word "of course" still indicates that the first target is the Milky Way.
Zuomen continued to ask: "After ruling the Milky Way, is it necessary to attack my Taiweihua civilization?"
"Why should I destroy it? Your civilization is sick, and I'm just here to cure her." Huang Ji said.
Zuomen was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "As expected of a different civilization, the war is so grandiose."
"Your prophets are the family members ruled by the Straw Hat Star Group. If there is no interference from outside forces, they will eventually self-destruct and there is no need for war." Huang Ji said.
Zuomen was startled, what is this talking about? The Prophet was sent by the Master of the Straw Hat Constellations?
What the hell? He is here to investigate Huang Ji, a foreign spy, but Huang Ji confessed that the prophet is also a foreign spy?
Good guy, one pull out a bunch? Got the ruling class?
"Who? Which prophet? Is he... your superior?" Zuomen immediately erased the record, his soul trembling.
Huang Ji complained: "The prophet Sora, the creation ruled by the straw hat stars, is also worthy of being my superior?"
Zuomen's head is about to explode, the prophet Kongwei is also a spy?
"In addition to Kongwei, there are four other prophets infected with Flu particles..." Huang Ji continued.
Zuomen felt that his soul was cold, there were only nine prophets in total, and one spies and four were addicted to drugs, and it was already more than half.
Coupled with the fact that Huang Ji is in charge of the galaxy, even if it is exposed now, under the attack from inside and outside, even if Tai Weihua survives the disaster successfully, he will probably suffer heavy losses to the extreme.
"Flu particles...was actually launched by the Straw Hat Constellation?" Zuomen gritted his teeth.
They paid too much price to ban this thing. The sky police was originally a small organization, but it gradually expanded. The root cause is this thing. Almost all crimes are related to it, originally they were a civilization with a relatively low crime rate.
Next, Zuo Men followed the line and kept asking, Huang Ji answered in various ways.
For some questions, Huang Ji would jump out of his mind, occasionally answer irrelevant questions or even complain, but this is a normal phenomenon.
As long as Zuomen asks repeatedly and asks from another angle, he can always get the answer he wants to know.
According to his understanding, the Straw Hat Star Group has sent two latent lines, one in the Milky Way, which is the Huangji Ziwei lineage.
The other one started as early as 100,000 years ago, inside Taiweihua, right in the Nine Great Oceans! And it has penetrated into every aspect.
Looking at the interrogation records and the list of Straw Hat Constellation spies, Zuomen's heart sank, just as Huang Ji complained, dying.
What's the matter? In the first trial, he heard a shocking case.
This internal problem is much more serious than the external problem. Compared with the threat from the Galaxy, Ziwei has just risen and has not yet unified the Galaxy. Even if it proposes to deal with Taiweihua, the Tianxin civilization will not agree.
"Fortunately, fortunately, I tried it myself first, and didn't report it to the empty tail prophet."
Zuomen's brain fell into a storm of thinking. His original plan was to cut first and then play. If he got the evidence, then whatever he did was right.
If you can't find out, let the prophet come to judge. After all, his soul torture egg here is not the best. The one connected by the nine great seas is the strongest, and even the prophet himself cannot resist it.
Unexpectedly, he came out of the trial here, and even found out such a big problem.
"Kongwei can consult the data of the Supreme Judiciary at any time, and the prophet can know everything that happens here at any time..."
"I deleted the records only to make it impossible for my colleagues to check. The authority of the prophet cannot be concealed."
Zuomen wanted to slap himself a few times, and he brought Huang Ji to torture him with great fanfare.
For the current plan, he can only conceal it first, throw Huang Ji first into hell for normal detention, and then hope that the prophet will not check here for the time being.
Immediately after that, notify the Ghost Horse Prophet who is not on the list to come over and take over the data, and then make a long-term plan.
He did what he thought, and left with Huang Ji.
Along the way, I met colleagues asking each other, and they all said: "Oh, don't mention it, Huang Ji's soul information is very high, I can't suppress it, and I didn't ask anything..."
"Yeah, this machine is a bit tasteless... Where is Xuehai? Well, I will apply to the Ghost Horse Prophet, so don't be greedy."
While perfunctory, Zuomen flew out of the judicial organ and quickly teleported over a certain planet.
Huang Ji was surprisingly silent, and did not ask him what happened to the torture just now.
Zuomen sneered: "You stay here well! Spy."
"My identity is not what you think, it's a misunderstanding." Huang Ji raised the corner of his mouth.
Zuomen didn't believe it, Huang Ji in his current state could lie. He only believed in Huang Ji under torture.
"Okay, there's nothing to misunderstand, I don't have time to care about you now!" Zuomen said coldly.
Huang Ji said: "You won't be able to hide it for long, Kong Wei, as a prophet, will soon know everything I said."
"Shouldn't you protect me well? He will send someone to kill me soon."
Zuomen said indifferently: "You bastard, it's better to die!"
Where did he believe Huang Ji's nonsense? In his opinion, Huang Ji and Kongwei Prophet are both spies. In the future, they will cooperate with each other to destroy Taiweihua. How can they kill their own people? Even if it is not directly under the superior and subordinate, but two parallel lurking lines, it must be rescued, not killed.
After all, Huang Ji knew the list of so many people on Kongwei's side, so Kongwei should also know Huang Ji.
As for the rescue, he was worried that the Kongwei Prophet would not make a mistake...
Thinking of this, he casually threw Huang Ji onto the planet.
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