The fast-traveling girl has no feelings for her

Chapter 528 The Number One Evil Woman in the Star Circle ([-])
Under the evening sky, the rising night wind blew across the bleak urban green.

On the terrace on the top floor of a building behind the green space, a middle-aged woman with curly hair wearing a black suit was silently smoking a cigarette in her hand.

The burning cigarette butt glowed fiery red, and the layers of smoke rings spit out from the woman's mouth wrapped around the coming night.

Two tall and sturdy bodyguards in black stood not far behind the woman, watching all this silently.

The woman smoking a cigarette looked up at the alien spaceship lying like a black monster in the sky of her home planet, her eyes revealing extreme coldness.

In her opinion, the purpose of this group of uninvited alien visitors is definitely not as simple as helping the people on their planet with good intentions.

At this very moment, in the huge conference room at her feet, senior leaders from all over the world are still arguing and debating fiercely about this sudden crisis.

Some people think that they should find a way to make friendly contact with these alien visitors, who may be enemies rather than friends.

Some people also believe that since the aliens first found their planet and chose to show up in public, it means that the technological level and strength of the other party are definitely above the development level of the parent planet, otherwise the former would not have such confidence.

On the premise of not being able to figure out the opponent's strength, it is extremely necessary to maintain caution and non-active contact.

Some people even think that if these alien visitors want to destroy the mother planet, the other party can do so without notifying them, but the other party has not done so.

This shows that the other party also wants to cooperate with them, so the two parties should find a way to contact each other first to understand the origin and purpose of the other party.

In the huge conference room, this group of leaders from all over the world, relying on the translators around them, had a debate with the heads of state of other countries, and couldn't come up with a final idea for a while.

As a high-level middle-aged female official in a certain country, she couldn't bear the oppressive atmosphere in the hall, so she chose to leave the venue and come to the top floor to get some air.

She didn't know what's the use of those people arguing.

Obviously, it is the most important thing to figure out the purpose of these aliens as quickly as possible, but everyone is considering the pros and cons of their own country, and no one is willing to reach compromises and concessions.

But even though the wind on the top floor was strong and cold, the heavy pressure on her heart still couldn't dissipate.

Before she knew it, the cigarette in the woman's hand was exhausted.

She brushed off the dust on her fingers, turned and went back to the meeting room downstairs.

And the two bodyguards behind her followed her every step of the way until she entered the conference hall.

In the next few days, as expected by the woman, this large-scale meeting that gathered the high-level elites of all mankind still failed to come up with a decent discussion result.

Probably even they themselves realized that it would be impossible to procrastinate any longer, and finally dispatched a negotiating team to make contact with the alien spaceship from an unknown civilization in front of them.

The middle-aged female official who volunteered to participate in this negotiation was also in this negotiation team.

But when the small spaceship carrying them finally arrived in front of the other party's giant spaceship, the latter opened a hatch on the spaceship for them as if they had expected them to come.

Looking at the square entrance in front of him that could just accommodate the entry of his own spaceship, the main pilot in charge of driving the spaceship couldn't help turning his head to look at the negotiating team behind him.

"Leaders, the other side opened the hatch, should we go in now or not?"

A male leader who had been tense since boarding the spaceship subconsciously loosened the tie knot on his neck, and asked the others, "Do you think this is a trap set by the other party?"

To be honest, people tend to be uncontrollably afraid of things that are too unknown.

When the male leader was speaking, he had already thought of the aliens in the spacecraft. This move was to capture them so that they could be used to threaten other people on the surface.

Or maybe these aliens want to use some high-tech means to implant things in their bodies to control them.

After hearing his question, the other people sitting in the small spaceship were all lost in thought and didn't make a sound.

Without receiving instructions from the leader, the pilot in the flight cabin could only keep the ship steady and did not dare to enter the passage in front of him without authorization.

Seeing that the time was passing by these few people, the middle-aged female official, one of the members of the negotiating team, couldn't bear it any longer.

She directly shouted to the pilot in front, "Private Yang, please drive our spaceship directly in!"

In her opinion, instead of staying outside and constantly hesitating and missing the opportunity to negotiate with the other party, it is better to meet face-to-face and find out the other party's intentions.

Anyway, from the moment she boarded this spaceship, she was ready to sacrifice for the mission.

Her sudden utterance really startled the other people beside her.

An older official stared at the female officer with wide eyes and asked, "Dacht, you... are you crazy? How could you make such an impulsive decision alone?!"

The middle-aged female officer Dachter, who was called by her first name, folded her hands on her knees with a calm expression.

"Have you forgotten what we are doing here?"

"Since we are going to negotiate, we must see the other party's face. Now the other party has opened the hatch to welcome us, but we are still outside and are afraid to go in. What does it look like?"

"Are you guys still hesitating here until tomorrow? Do you want to give up the mission we carry?!"

When she said this, the high-ranking official who questioned her just now looked a little ugly.

And the other people present were also stunned at the moment, but they didn't say anything to refute.

Seeing that the people behind him had reached a consensus by default, the pilot in front immediately drove the small spaceship into the huge spaceship in front of him.

In fact, in Dachter's mind, she still had nothing to say.

That is the piece of land they are standing at the moment belongs to the land of the mother star, and this piece of sky is also the sky of the mother star.

Therefore, whether it is the sky or the earth, this is the home of their dwarfs. Therefore, she will never allow herself, as a dwarf, to lose her dignity as a master in front of visitors from outside the sky.

As the small spaceship belonging to the dwarf star entered the interior of the giant spaceship, on the ground below, countless people who looked up at this scene couldn't help but clenched their hands crossed on their chests.

Will this negotiation, which is very likely to determine the future of mankind on this planet, succeed or fail?

-

In the living room of the simple and elegant house, on the warm and comfortable soft chair, the young man who turned the comic book in his hand to the last page stood up with some unfinished business, and stuffed the "Legend of Dachter" in his hand. Back to the bookshelf beside him.

During the whole process, his movements were very light when he walked and inserted the book.

Because on every soft chair scattered in the living room, there is a person sitting quietly with his head down reading a book.

As soon as they walk in, young people know that this place is not the same as those pleasure areas or knowledge bases outside.

It's just because there is not even a special intubation tube used to transmit data, and there is no specific data terminal interface.

This means that people who come here to read the story can only see it with their own eyes, or enter the story room with surround sound and listen with their own ears.

Although these methods are still a bit too primitive in the eyes of young people, they are undoubtedly the most suitable way for him to relax at the moment.

After putting down the "Legend of Dachter", the young man thought about Dachter in his mind, and found that he knew almost nothing about him.

According to the story background in the comic book, this female officer should be a character hundreds of years ago, when the Star Alliance's exploration fleet just arrived at Planet Y, which is the dwarf star.

This person may be real, but it may also be fake and created by the author.

But to be honest, he was really curious about what happened to the small spaceship after it entered the spaceship of the Star Alliance.

If that Dacht had survived, would she have left anything behind in this world?
Thinking of this, the young man couldn't help but take back the comic book and read the information of the comic author.

But after turning over and over again, he only found the name "Lin Qiu" on the first page of the comic book.

Finding himself unable to find any more information here, the young man started wandering around.

Soon, he curiously walked to the corner of the first floor of the house.

There is a staircase leading to the second floor.

But there is a tight door at the top of the stairs, blocking the possibility of people on the first floor from going to the second floor.

The young man speculated that maybe the creator of the comics here lived on the second floor.

In fact, his guess was right. Lin Shu, dressed in home clothes, was sitting in the studio on the second floor, busy working on a new volume of "Legend of Dacht" comics.

She now spends an average of half of her day offline.

Except for three meals a day, she spends the rest of her time creating.

After she finished creating the original comics, she had to scan and upload the data into the virtual world and turn them into a picture book that readers who came here could pick up and read.

She has to work hard to do these things, and secondly, she has to spend money in it in the early stage.

In the first month before she opened "Manga Dream Factory", she barely earned a single star.

From the second month on, there were only a few regular readers in her hut.

Readers and users who read comic books here are charged according to the time and number of books.

This level of charging is actually very low compared to the cost of inserting a tube and experiencing the blissful world.

Maybe the total cost of reading comics for a month is equal to the cost of inserting a happy tube.

Now Lin Shu can barely make ends meet with the meager job in her hand.

She knew that if she could persist in this line of work, she might have to work hard for a year or two, or even three to five years, before she could get the chance to make her mark.

But in fact, she didn't intend to make a living from this line of work.

Lin Shu has her own plan in mind, but some people who know her don't think so.

The first person to know about this was Director Dai Si who had been secretly following Lin Shu's news.

When he knew that Lin Shu would not act as a star performer, filming, accepting commercials, or serving as an escort, but ran to open a comic shop instead, he almost really thought that this woman had been stimulated by something. broken.

With the passage of time, after the name of fur sweater, which was once a hot search on the official website of the simulation world, gradually faded from people's sight, Daiss finally realized that the woman seemed to have really given up on the career of star hunters.

When someone asked about him, he should have ridiculed this woman's innocence and stupidity to his heart's content, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say anything.

Perhaps in the depths of his heart, the woman who resolutely abandoned fame and wealth and turned her head to do what she wanted to do...the light of freedom shining on the latter was something he would never be able to obtain.

When he was a fledgling young man, he also had freedom and dreams, and he also fantasized about beauties and golden mountains.

But with the polishing of time and the infestation of the world, he eventually became a failed pickled cowpea in the big sauce tank of today's society, dry and shriveled, black and sour, and he will never return to the past.

He knew his situation, but he had to accept it until the day he died.

Compared with the sentimentality in the heart of Dai Si, who is engaged in the director industry, Jin Pingmei, who is an investment manager of a large company, scoffed at the news he heard that Qiu Sweater had changed his career to become a cartoonist.

In his eyes, a woman like Qiu Maoyi who doesn't know how to invest at all doesn't know where to make money.

On Star Y today, there are as many cultural production companies as a cow's hair, and as many star directors as dogs.

On the surface, these people appear to be prosperous and make a lot of money.

But in fact, the money they worked hard to earn eventually flowed to the pleasure zone in the virtual world.

Relying on the trick of exchanging virtual currency and real currency in proportion, many capital parties behind the scenes in the virtual world invented a more convenient way of intubation and enjoyment, so as to extract huge sums of money from everyone on this planet. wealth.

As long as this person is a user of the virtual world, as long as he uses paid services in the virtual world, all his money will flow to the capital that is manipulating the world behind the scenes.

Even some well-known directors and stars are just high-level workers who earn more money than lower-level workers.

Jin Pingmei, who is well versed in the principles of economic operation, is standing leisurely by the window of his office at a height of [-] meters, overlooking the natives of Planet Y who are busy like ants below.

Look at these poor natives!

Even if they finish their whole life of hardship, they don't know that there will be a steady stream of new people who will be bred from the breeding bases to take their place.

The only thing they should be thankful for is that the successors of those generations are not their descendants.

As long as the capital side behind the scenes is still there, as long as the cultural industry on this planet does not fail and can bring benefits, the indigenous people on this planet still have the value of existence.

And when he thought that he would soon be able to get rid of this place and emigrate to an alien planet, he couldn't help but feel a sense of superiority in his heart.

But the world is always not as expected, and an unknown great change is quietly coming to this world.

　Thanks to the book friends... Nanke's monthly ticket support!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)