Chapter 894 New Life

Ran Handong took Zhao Layue into Yinwang, but did not enter that room, and had a secret conversation in the Ferris wheel.

Zhong Lizi stood behind Zhao Layue holding Ah Da in his arms, watching the whole conversation from the sidelines.

Combined with the information from both sides, Jing Jiu's current situation has a general and vague shape.

In order to avoid being traced by the other party, the conversation ended quickly.

Zhao Layue called up the star map, found the Scorpion Tail Nebula, looked at it carefully for a while, and finally landed on the asteroid belt at the edge of the foggy galaxy.

The information provided by Ran Handong only goes so far, there is no more.

"It's blocked over there, no one can go there," Zhong Lizi reminded.

That's right, even if Zhao Layue is an ascended immortal who can cross the galaxy with Liu Ada in his arms, he still can't pass through the twist hole.

The military only needs to close the torsion hole entrance of the Scorpion Tail Nebula to isolate the two sides. The impact of closing the entrance of the twist rate hole is very large. This kind of major event has only happened a few times in the history of the Galaxy Alliance. Those are dangerous moments when the sea of ​​​​dark matter monsters surge. There is no recent news about the invasion of the Sea of ​​Dark Things, which means that Jing Jiu must be there.

Zhao Layue said, "I'll wait for him here."

Zhong Lizi looked at her expression and asked curiously, "Aren't you worried?"

Zhao Layue said, "It's okay."

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Zhao Layue and Ah Da lived in the apartment like this. If you think about this matter carefully, you will actually have a lot of interesting associations. For example, will this apartment become another station for those who ascended from the Chaotian Continent like the bamboo chair in the future?

On the second day, Zhong Lizi was no longer as nervous as he was at the beginning, he could hug the cat freely, and he could look directly at Zhao Layue, so he observed more things.

Zhao Layue is very similar to Jing Jiu, but there are still many differences. For example, she doesn't like reading so much. After grasping the general outline of the world through computers and TVs, she didn't go deeper. She didn't ask to die in the library of the New College, and she didn't have any interest in studying astrophysics and number theory.

She doesn't like to talk too much, but she still talks more than Jing Jiu, and even occasionally chats with Zhong Lizi about meaningless things, such as romance novels, movies, and love games.

The biggest difference between her and Jing Jiu is that although she doesn't need it, she still knows how to eat, and she clearly shows her curiosity about the food in this world.

Sensing her gaze, Zhong Lizi couldn't help laughing, put the food plate in front of her, and went to get a new one.

These are the food distributed by the government every day. According to the regulations, there is a certain amount of floating room. It is nothing to eat an extra serving.

Looking at the paste-like, rubber-like food on the plate, Zhao Layue frowned slightly.

She first gave these foods a zero score in terms of color and aroma, picked up a plastic spoon and scraped some into her mouth to taste, and then gave a negative score in terms of taste.

"This civilization is relatively low." Zhao Layue turned to look at Ah Da and said seriously.

No matter how naturally Zhong Lizi was close to Jing Jiu's people, he was also a person who grew up in this civilization. Hearing these words, he still felt a little uncomfortable, and said, "Let's go to supper!"

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On the way from the apartment to the black market grill stand, there was a corner electronics store with a rolling door that lived on the corner with a weirdo named Mr. Dan.

Zhong Lizi knew that people like Zhao Layue didn't need permission, and Ada didn't need a pet chip, but thinking of convenience, he took them into the rolling door and installed a new bracelet and a new chip.

Leaving the electronic store, passing the game hall, we arrived at a bustling market where we couldn't tell whether it was a black market or a night market. The aroma from the electronic oven permeated both sides of the street.

The two girls and the cat sat down at the stall, ordered a jelly mix, and waited for the roasted eggplant to be born. As a celebrity in the Minsheng community, Zhong Lizi unsurprisingly attracted a lot of attention, and Zhao Layue, who was obviously extraordinary, and the long-haired white cat also aroused a lot of speculation and imagination.

The night market gradually became quieter. Except for Zhao Layue and Ada, no one knew that in the deepest part of the night sky like a small slit above their heads, in the space of the Stargate base, there were a few specially launched synchronous satellites monitoring all the details of the night market, and no one knew that the long-range weapon systems of two battleships had been activated, aimed at the center of the earth, and ready to launch terrifying ray weapons at any time.

The light brown ale was brought up, as was the unappealing roasted green pepper, and the king of barbecue—grilled eggplant. The unique aroma formed by the mixture of carbon and meat, organic matter and inorganic matter drifted across the streets of the night market, was absorbed by the molecular capture instrument, and was sent to the laboratory of the distant space battleship. In the end, no alarm was triggered.

Zhao Layue deftly picked up a piece of eggplant meat with chopsticks and ate it, and fed another piece to Ah Da. Ah Da bit the eggplant meat into his mouth, and felt that the grilled eggplant was a little too old without chewing. He smacked his mouth twice, spit the eggplant meat under the table, and looked at Zhao Layue and meowed seriously.

——This civilization is indeed relatively low.

Suffering two blows in a row, Zhong Lizi was unwilling and annoyed. He didn't care so much. On the way back to the apartment, he used the most powerful weapon and took Zhao Layue to dye his hair.

For some unknown reason, Zhao Layue did not refuse her proposal. After sitting in the barber shop for a long time, she looked at the chestnut-like red in the mirror and felt more satisfied. Every color has its own beauty. The reason why she likes this newly dyed hair color is that the color of chestnut red is somewhat similar to that of Furth Sword.

Girls are more concerned about this aspect, such as the relationship between hair color and bag, such as the relationship between shoes and certain accessories, it seems to be called color matching or something.

"I've dyed red too, but it's very ordinary, not as good-looking as yours." Zhong Lizi looked at Zhao Layue's red hair and said enviously.

Before Zhao Layue ascended, she stepped out of the cave and came to the cliff of Shenmo Peak. Hearing the cries of apes all over the mountain, she suddenly thought of someone hundreds of years ago who cut short the black hair like a waterfall again, painted the shortened waterfall into blooming wild flowers, and then painted it in chestnut red at this time.

Such a chestnut red, naturally eye-catching, but still a little less flavorful compared to something.

Such a thing is hot pot red soup.

The red and green peppers float and sink in the soup, like reefs that are sometimes submerged by the tide and sometimes exposed to the sea.

Fresh tofu, frozen tofu and tofu skin, mutton with skin and hand-cut fresh mutton, snowflake beef and spicy coriander beef, large pieces of hairy tripe and flower tripe, lettuce heads and sliced ​​green bamboo shoots, mushroom platter and pine mushrooms, all kinds of fresh ingredients are dropped into the soup one by one or casually, and they are picked up by chopsticks just after cooking, perfectly realizing their value.

Zhong Lizi has never met someone who can eat and is good at eating hot pot like Zhao Layue.

Holding a big bowl and chopsticks, she was dumbfounded. She didn't wake up until the ingredients in the pot were almost exhausted, and began to look for the remaining value.

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After seven or eight hot pot meals, Zhao Layue learned the general common sense and so-called knowledge of the Galaxy Alliance, and then hastily ended her course, roughly confirming the current situation. Even if Jing Jiu could come back from the Scorpion Tail Nebula alive, he would not go back to the apartment at the Stargate Base to ensure safety, because the military would definitely send many people to watch here.

If she wanted to find Jing Jiu, she should first find people like Dao Sheng Cao Yuan, Tan Zhenren and Xi Lai.

"Let's eat Mala Tang tonight." She stood by the window, looking at the rain-like sewage dripping from some pipe in the distance, and said, "Go to the main star tomorrow."

Whether it's Tan Zhenren, Cao Yuan, or Xi Lai, they haven't left any traces in this universe. Since they can't be found, it's better to go to that one directly.

There is no connection between Malatang and going to the main star, and it can even be said that they are very different.

But Zhao Layue said, it will definitely come true, whether it is going to the main star or eating Malatang.

Not long after noon, the occasional star that revealed its true face quickly drifted away from the gap in the sky, leaving a dark place. Zhao Layue was going to the vegetable market to buy some vegetables and offal, preferably to get some blood.

Whether it is pig blood or duck blood, as long as it is blood, it can be used for hot pot, and if it can be used for hot pot, it can be used for Mala Tang. The difference between hot pot and malatang is actually only in the utensils and eating methods. It’s like a road facing the sky, and each side goes to the other side, but no matter what the road is, it’s actually the same at the end, and they all lead to the same goal.

The dim light illuminates the long street and the recycled energy paper swaying in the wind. The clattering sound is full of desolation and coldness. The Stargate base has natural four seasons, comfortable winter and summer, and it is deep underground, so extreme weather rarely occurs. The so-called cold and bleak are actually more psychological feelings.

Accompanied by the dancing of waste paper, an officer appeared on the street, holding a wooden sign, and blocked Zhao Layue's way.

"General Chen is rushing over, please wait for a while."

A sword is engraved on that wooden sign, which is the Mountain Gate Sword Talisman of the Qingshan Sect.

Zhao Layue didn't care about the wooden sign. What she cared about was that the other party knew that she told Zhong Lizi that she was going to leave, which meant that the other party was still monitoring her.

She told those people with her eyes that day, don't bother yourself.

This is annoying.

She ignored the officer and continued walking towards the vegetable market.

The officer didn't mean to get out of the way, and asked, "Are you sure you choose that?"

Zhao Layue stopped and tilted her head to look at him.

It's not cute because she doesn't have any expression on her face, it's like looking at a dead person.

There was a soft snap.

A tiny faint blue spark burst out from the alloy cliff several kilometers high, which is a unique phenomenon of electromagnetic acceleration rings.

That kind of ultra-long-range electromagnetically enhanced firearm was used by the cloth killer in tooling at the beginning.

This kind of firearm is extremely powerful. After Jing Jiu caught a bullet with his bare hands, he judged it to be similar to the Feijian of the Breaking Sea Realm.

In the building in the distance, at least a dozen faint blue sparks flickered in the dark sky, indicating that a dozen long-range electromagnetic guns fired at Zhao Layue at the same time.

The slight crackling sound came to the street and turned into a roaring thunder, and more than a dozen white turbulent flowers bloomed around her body like a dozen cotton candy.

The bullets fired by long-range electromagnetic firearms cannot pass through the sword array at all.

In the past few days, she has been studying the weapon system of this world in the apartment, and now it seems that there is no problem with the calculation.

There was no shock on the officer's face, he looked at her and said, "Sorry."

Suddenly, somewhere in the quiet street, a cat meowed.

A white beam of light fell from the sky, passed through the crack hundreds of kilometers long with incomparable precision, landed on the street, and enveloped Zhao Layue's body.

Zhao Layue turned her right hand, and an ancient bronze mirror appeared in her hand, facing the beam of light to meet it.