Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

I don't know how many light years away from Song Qiao, the silver cosmic galaxy flows here. This is the dazzling place of human civilization and the center of the known world.

In a small planet on the edge of this galaxy, there is a tall building that is dark and colorless. The top of the building is covered by a piece of high-purity crystal, and the stars are rippling on it.

In the room, the old man with white beard and hair stared at the crystal ball in front of him. His cloudy eyes were as clear as water at this moment, as clear as a baby.

"The gears of fate have begun to turn. The person you are waiting for has appeared. Go, in the place where the stars shine, the star pendulum will guide you to find her." The old man spoke slowly, with a low voice.

In the darkness opposite him, the face of the person sitting in the wheelchair was hidden in the darkness, with only a section of robe and light blue hair beside the armrest of the wheelchair exposed.

In the silence, the man in the wheelchair chuckled. The sound was more moving than the clear spring, with a hint of laziness. "In that case, Nineteen, go find her. If she is willing to come with you, bring her to see me."

The woman's voice paused, then continued: "If she doesn't want to, kill her."

After saying this, the nineteen did not respond to her, and the room fell into silence again.

"Thank you, Astropath. For the safety of your people, please don't leave here until I find that person." The woman said politely.

The Astropath stared at her silently, piercing the darkness and looking directly into the woman's eyes. "Don't be afraid of the unknown, everything is destined. Killing her won't solve everything, it will only push everything into the fog."

The wheelchair rolled backwards and disappeared into the darkness. The Astropath only heard a laugh that sounded like mockery and relief, "Ah...it's destined..."

Soon, a silver shuttle-shaped spacecraft flew out from this small planet and disappeared into the dark universe after a few jumps.

The construction of West Street is changing with each passing day, and Galaxy Network added a new advertisement overnight, "Are you still tired of the quiet and boring life? Do you still want to pursue the true meaning of life? Do you want to have a special event that only warriors can participate in?" Are you adventurous? Join us, join our expedition team!" After clicking in, you can see the specific adventure introduction.

The endless red desert, the blue ocean, abandoned human buildings, hideous alien species, soldiers holding guns and cannons flying through the firelight, and the back of a slender woman with slightly damaged clothes standing on countless alien corpses , she stood against the light, her white shirt with an armed belt outlining her perfect figure, her dark gray hair scattered behind her, not very long, just below the shoulders, holding a slender knife in her hand, with the tip still Drops of blood.

This is a picture with a strong impact. Regardless of male or female, whether Alpha, Omega or Beta, their adrenal glands will accelerate for the person in the picture, even if there is only a silhouette.

People who watched the advertisement immediately looked for ways to participate, only to find that there was only one reservation button and no specific address was even provided!

Home star, Dongdi City West Street, West District Industrial Co., Ltd. office building.

A new building with a height of about 30 floors has been put into use. Song Qiao's office occupies an entire floor. On the same floor is Xia's secretarial department. Xia herself has been upgraded to the secretary-general of the secretarial department.

But so far, she is the only one who can really come in handy.

Even though Song Qiao opened a night school for middle-level and above-level cadres in the West District and ordered them to work during the day and go to school at night, those stick sticks have only barely increased their literacy numbers now, hoping to make them catch up with the elites in Dongcheng District. You can’t expect it in eight or eight years.

Fortunately, Song Qiao didn't expect them to rush out of Dongdi City, out of their home planet, and into the universe. They just had to help her manage West Street.

Xia took the time to look at the Galaxy Network backend advertising page and found that the number of reservations had exceeded 2,000. She actually didn't understand the significance of Song Qiao spending money to place this advertisement. For this reason, she even went to the battle in person to take a promotional photo, which is really surprising...well, she actually secretly saved that photo.

At this time, Song Qiao was leading a team to hunt the alien species. She was responsible for attracting the alien species, pulling them into the designated ambush circle, and then letting the people from the Discovery Company attack. The purpose of this was to eliminate their inner fear of the alien species.

Only by killing alien species with your own hands can you understand that they are just living creatures and prey. There is no need to be afraid. As long as the firepower is enough, carbon-based life forms will turn into dregs.

The results are gratifying. At least the hundred people who have joined the Discovery Company and are eligible to go out into the field have all taken turns.

Just as she was about to lead the team back, Song Qiao suddenly felt frightened. "Quiet," she said.

The fifty-man team fell silent instantly. Tang looked at Song Qiao nervously and tightened his grip on the gun in his hand.

Song Qiao looked at the abandoned nuclear power plant not far away and felt a slight vibration on the ground.

"Someone big is coming," she murmured.

Sure enough, in the next second, a huge head poked out from behind the nuclear power plant. Water dripped down the head of the giant alien. Its violent eyes stared at Song Qiao. It stood up, and its body, which was about ten meters high, projected a layer of shadow.

"Disperse!" Song Qiao shouted, without hesitation, the dark feather flew out and attacked the giant alien's eyes. Unexpectedly, it reacted so quickly and turned its head to avoid it in an instant. The next second, its tail swept over, bringing it with it. There was a splash of gravel!

Song Qiao jumped up, picked up a long knife on the ground, and slashed hard at the alien's tail.

Sonorous! Sparks fly! The long knife broke into two pieces!

"Fuck, it seems that only Dark Ling can cause harm to him." Song Qiao cursed, and she set up a mental shield to protect Tang and the others, while she climbed along the tail of the alien towards its head.

While the dark feathers were flying, they had caused a lot of damage to the alien species, but unfortunately, they didn't find a chance to kill them with one blow. This guy's skin was too thick, and he was more flexible than expected!

Below the atmosphere on the east coast of the home star, there is a huge circular spacecraft suspended. At this time, the spacecraft is invisible. If it is completely exposed, it will block the sky and the sun.

In the main control room of the spacecraft, the front, rear, left, and right windows are all hidden at this time and are in a transparent state. Everything in the outside world can be clearly seen, and the battle where Song Qiao is located is being displayed at the front through monitoring in real time.

Gwen, the general manager of the offshore company Dongdi City who arrived here at unknown time, was standing respectfully behind President Salo, his eyes falling on the battle scene displayed in front of him.

Soon, she couldn't help but exert a little force on her folded hands in front of her. In the picture, the black weapon originally used to attack the alien species suddenly became soft, like silk thread, while Song Qiao attacked the alien species with all his strength, and his white fists continued to attack the alien species. Hit the alien on the head.

The black silk thread quickly wrapped around the alien species, getting faster and faster, and Song Qiao flew backwards after a hard blow, landing lightly on the ground, raising his right hand.

On the other end of the black thread wrapped around the five fingers of her right hand, she slowly tightened her fingers and clenched them into a fist.

High in the sky, Gwen seemed to hear the taut creaking of silk threads.

Maybe not, because the thread was so sharp that the alien only had time to let out a scream before it was torn into countless pieces!