Night Sky (Medium)

Chapter 1358 Night Sky (Part 2)

The moment he heard this sentence, Fangran's footsteps froze.

I didn't expect that she would suddenly ask this.

Why European companies easily agreed, what they went through after disappearing, and the reasons why gangs attacked the energy field.

There were so many things going on this time, but she only cared about this kind of detail. I felt her terrifying sensitivity inexplicably.

You can't reveal any information about [Chuangpai]. Your brain flashes with sparks, and you use your best ability to show the most impeccable expression and give the best answer you can think of.

Fangran just responded casually with his steps and expression as usual:

"Relying on my ability to 'find lost things'."

Yes, this is enough. If you lie completely, it will be difficult to deceive her eyes, and the more you tell, the greater the chance of revealing the truth.

Just respond to it as if it was a small thing.

"Yeah, that's really a good ability."

After hearing this answer, Veronica looked at his charming smile with bright eyes and looked away.

The extremely expensive carpets and gold-red flashy walls,

Follow the Queen as she walks through her maze of luxurious collections,

‘. One-sixth of the Amber Room passed through the hands of Frederick I and Catherine II, and its whereabouts during World War II remain an unsolved mystery.’

'Fiseld ended up buying four boxes of its parts from a participant.'

‘The main statue of the Parthenon, a masterpiece of Phidias in ancient Greece, was destroyed in the wars of the Byzantine Empire. The head of the O’Brien family decades ago searched all over the world,’

‘Only the remains of Athena’s head were found, with neither the gold nor the ivory missing’

‘You must know this green stone with only one corner left. What is it called in your Chinese history books? ’

‘.I remember it was the Imperial Seal? ’

Listening to Veronica occasionally stopping, pointing to one or two of them to introduce to herself, watching the legendary treasures passing by on both sides,

'All the works of art you can see are blessings of history and are just a drop in the ocean of human heritage.'

When I hear this sentence, I feel as if I am walking in the long winding river of human history.

Then finally, Fangran followed her to the end of this 'maze',

A huge room the size of a small square,

In the open space with nothing but a table and chair in the center,

He saw the last collection.

A very large painting.

The height is more than ten stories high, and the length is probably close to one hundred meters? It takes up an entire huge wall facing the entrance,

A large painting of the mysterious and vast starry sky appears in front of you!

The moment I saw this scene, I just felt a surge of emotion.

Not with painting skills or deep meaning, but with pure specifications, size and subject matter that shock people.

"Is this also a collection you bought?"

Looking up at the huge starry sky at the door, Fangran felt that it was beyond imagination.

"No, unfortunately, this is something that Fiseld's owner spent money to build during the space race era. It's the only piece of modern craftsmanship here,"

"In terms of price alone, it's probably the cheapest here,"

With another chuckle introduction, Veronica led him to the only table and chair in the center to sit down, and then pressed a golden flower button on the table.

The light in the entire space suddenly dimmed, and it fell into darkness where only the surroundings and the painting could be clearly seen.

"If you don't count the money the owner spent on supporting facilities including this room in order to see this kind of atmosphere."

The moment the light disappeared, I looked at the giant picture of the starry sky again. Mars, Jupiter, the solar system, and countless planets were just points of light.

And what’s more is just the endlessly deep, mysterious, and endlessly distant dark starry sky.

In a close range where the whole picture cannot be seen at a glance, in a huge dark environment with nothing but the table and chairs around it,

The giant painting looks like a window into the starry sky, creating the illusion of being in space!

Fangran felt that compared to the many masterpieces handed down along the way, this was the most expensive collection she owned.

With the "starry sky" as the background, there is a dark environment with nothing but each other and tables and chairs. It is another fantasy style compared to the huge library last time.

"So, you look like you are in a trance with something on your mind. What do you want to ask me this time?"

Finally coming to the place where they sat face to face, Veronica looked at the young man looking up at the stars and asked with a smile,

"No, I just understood what you said last time."

Fangran just looked away and sighed softly.

After hearing this answer and smiling softly, Veronica stretched out her long fingers to fiddle with a galaxy model on the table.

"Since something happened in the energy field, it means that the association must be doing something related to this field just like the medical treatment last time."

"Having been exposed to this more or less in dealing with this crisis, through energy, the most involved industry in the world,"

"You will always understand that it is not as simple as introducing night combat technology into reality for the sake of developing medical treatment."

Hearing her explanation with a smile and recalling those thoughts on the edge of the roof,

Fangran found that everything was just as she said. As the empress of the empire, her foresight allowed her to foresee everything before she started.

After casually explaining what she said last time, Veronica raised her gaze and looked at Fangran:

"Do you know why some insiders in Fiseld are hostile to your identity as a participant?"

"Isn't it because a certain person is good at making decisions and makes me feel like I want to be the heir?"

Hearing Fangran's silent answer, he seemed to be amused,

"Maybe there is a part of the reason,"

Veronica smiled happily and did not deny it. Then she stopped laughing and looked at Fangran in front of her and said:

"But they're really just scared."

Fear.

Seeing the look on Fangran's face when she heard these words, Veronica looked at the 'starry sky' beside her.

"No matter how much money you have, no matter how high your power status, no matter how much you hold an army in your hands, from a biological point of view,"

She turned her eyes and looked directly at Fangran.

"He's just an ordinary guy."

When he heard this sentence, Fangran's breath stopped inexplicably.

"He will be hungry, he will get sick, he will age, he will be killed simply by a pistol, and he will die after less than a hundred years of life."

Randomly counting the characteristics of ordinary people, Veronica asked with a smile after naming a few:

“But what about the attendees?”

"With a strong physique, almost no illness, the pistol is like a slightly dangerous toy, with a longer lifespan and slower aging. A powerful A-level can even maintain youth and easily live for a century."

"The most important thing is that the various abilities that can reach heaven and earth allow you to transcend all levels,"

"So they get scared."

Silent and silent, I was still an ordinary person half a year ago,

Fangran knew only too well the gap she was talking about at this moment.

After saying this, looking at his silence, Veronica chuckled as if chatting:

"Fangran, did you know that in the Olympic Games, there will be special people to detect whether there are any participants mixed in among the contestants,"

"Because even based on their physical fitness after awakening, the participants can crush those athletes who have trained hard for several years."

This is the first time I have heard of such a thing, but I am not surprised at all.

Fangran recalled that summer vacation and any random movements in the battle. No matter which one, it was beyond the reach of ordinary people even if they trained hard.

"So in the final analysis, it is not a social problem that will cause 'advanced humans', nor is it a danger factor that may be associated with night combat technology,"

"The real root cause that prevents night fighting from entering reality"

Veronica's silver-grey eyes stared at Fangran and smiled softly.

"It is the transcendence of 'reality' by 'night fighting'."

Alas, I was put in centralized quarantine. I could have updated it a few days ago, but ended up being sent to a hotel for seven days. There was not even a place in the room where I could sit comfortably for a while. The tables and chairs here were extremely uncomfortable, and the medicine and shoulders were so uncomfortable to sit on. It hurts when I open it, and the window is dark, and I can’t see the sun. I’m alone in the house and can’t tell the difference between black and white clothes during the day. I’m so depressed that I’ve been updating for so many days.