Whistle Xiangzhi is Born Wrong [Interstellar]

As soon as Dylan's interview was released that night, it sparked a big discussion, and the names of Caesar and Oswald both appeared on the hot searches on Xingyun.com.

After the show started, fans of Nishizawa first came up to lick their faces, then checked in daily "The tenth year and one hundred and one day of Nishizawa's failure to match", and finally criticized the league's single sentinel guide rating standard.

When the discussion was in full swing, Oswald's appearance could be said to have stirred up a thousand waves with one stone, but before everyone was excited for two seconds, they were caught off guard by the amount of information interviewed.

--What? !Captain Hill actually matched with the guide? !

It didn't take a moment to be stunned, and then the howls came like snowflakes, and the discussion area was almost paralyzed. When the show was broadcast to Oswald and Caesar discussing the identity of the matching partner, the fans listened with bated breath, and finally changed their howls Law.

--who is it? !Who is this match? ! !

The discussion forum exploded, and Oswald’s matching check-in club announced its disbandment. Bored netizens began to join the queue of guessing matching partners. dazzled.

Among the huge and complicated information, occasionally a few weak discussions flashed:

——Don't you think...the words between Oswald and Caesar are very meaningful?

——+1, although you have always said that the two of them are at odds, but... Caesar knows what the rhythm is, right?

The two at the center of the storm knew nothing about it.Oswald never browsed these gossip messages, and at this time, Caesar was having a headache with the gradually rising body temperature, trying to find the legendary binding heat inhibitor, and had no time to be distracted by other chores.

After the interview, the two disappeared from the public eye by coincidence, waiting for the follow-up netizens to be very itchy, and began to look forward to the final game of the Nebula Cup preliminaries in two days - Nishizawa and Osway, who are the seed players of this year Germany will meet with the players who have qualified in the first ten knockout rounds, and will compete for the last ten qualifying places in the Capital Star Division.

Two days later, the preliminaries of the Capital Star Division.

The auditorium was full of people, and there were no empty seats.

Today, with advanced technology, in fact, as long as you wear a virtual empathy device at home, you can directly integrate into the game scene, not to mention watching the game at close range, even the environment and atmosphere of the scene are part of the simulation of the virtual device. There is no need to go to the scene to watch the game in person.

But having said that, the nature of wanting to join in the fun is engraved in human genes, and the passionate atmosphere of the game scene still has a great attraction for them, so the [-] live tickets for the final preliminaries were sold out as soon as they were released.

Andre got a brief pardon from Caesar because he also wanted to participate in the competition. He rushed back from the other side yesterday. He learned from the pain and felt that he could not suffer from the boss again. When he saw Caesar walking into the waiting area for the competition, he waved vigorously to greet him .

Since Caesar had called him back, he didn't care about it, but Andre moved his nose and said with a smile, "Boss, you are so handsome and fragrant today, and you even wear perfume."

Caesar: "...shut up."

The low-grade fever on his body could not be dissipated, the sentinel pheromone could not completely cover the guide pheromone, and the combination of heat inhibitors could not be done in a hurry, so to avoid trouble, he simply sprayed some men's perfume before going out, and Andre When he shouted loudly, the star hunters who surrounded him looked at him in amazement as if they had discovered something new.

"Cesar?" A voice cut in at this moment.

Caesar was being made a little helpless by his subordinates. Following the sound, he saw a guy with a shiny face leading a few people past him, and stopped when he saw him.

He raised his eyebrows, and had some impressions of this person. This person was called Rick, and he entered the military headquarters at the same time. He was a B-level sentinel with some abilities, but he had an incomprehensible aura of nouveau riche. From the beginning of Starhunting, there was always the intention of going against him. Unfortunately, Caesar was beaten by Caesar in every internal competition of Starhunting. In the last Nebula Cup, he was directly defeated in the first round of the preliminaries. Caesar sent home.

However, this person was promoted to major a while ago, and his military rank overwhelmed Caesar, and he returned to that arrogant state.

For example, he didn't mean to be low-key at all at this time, the sensory field spread randomly, and some players around him who lacked concentration frowned, aroused by this impolite prying into resistance.But the anger had only just surfaced, and a gentle mental force suddenly enveloped him, and the tense atmosphere immediately eased, and everyone's guns fell silent in an instant.

Caesar looked over to Rick, and he understood a little bit - the Nebula Core had matched this man with a good guide.Rick's guide stood quietly beside him. At first glance, he was very inconspicuous, but he was full of mental power, which spread continuously, and actually calmed down the agitated spirits of the surrounding sentries.

Seeing everyone's surprised expressions, Lectra proudly said to Caesar: "I read the interview the day before yesterday. If you want me to say that the lack of a match is actually a matter of personal strength, you can only blame yourself if you can't get promoted to A-level. Don't think that the last You won the second place in the preliminaries last year, and you have secured your status as a seeded player this year, and I am waiting for the next final game, how about playing with you as the first one?"

"not so good."

Caesar was unmoved by this kind of provocation that was not nutritious. Because of his low fever, he was a little depressed, and he looked more casual than usual. The guide girl was taken aback for a moment, her cheeks turned red.

The dense mental network around her suddenly became loose because of her distraction, and the guide was obviously startled, trying to refocus.This force was too strong, and the gentle atmosphere changed in vain. The few people who were soothed by this spiritual power in the last second, immediately felt out of breath, and their expressions changed dramatically.

Caesar frowned slightly, and quickly built a mental barrier. The chief sentinel has never been a person with a reputation. After the solid barrier was established, those who were affected by the spiritual power of the guide immediately felt relieved.

It was like a sudden gust of wind on the flat ground, blowing away the dull air all at once.Where the wind passed by, the guide's expression changed drastically, he staggered forward a few steps, and was immediately supported by a pair of warm hands.

Caesar looked down at her with a deep smile in his eyes: "Be careful."

The guide's face turned red and white, white and red again, he stared at him blankly, completely forgot to move, and was finally pulled back by his own sentinel.

Rick pointed at Caesar angrily, and shouted, "Wait!"

The farce stopped here, and after Rick left angrily, Caesar looked back at a few subordinates with drooping eyebrows, a little angrily said: "Admit it? I'll give you some mental strength, and you forget about it." Be vigilant, show your belly one by one, and die unjustly."

He put away his mental barrier, frowned, and vaguely felt that his body temperature seemed to rise a little more.

Andre didn't notice his strangeness, and spat unhappily: "I'll take him down first when I see the opening."

Caesar shook his head: "His guide is an A-level guide. You can't win. Although you will be the last one this time, the overall qualification is still ranked according to the points. You get more points and avoid him." .”

When Andre heard that he was an A-level guide, his shoulders were a little slumped. He sat down and sighed: "Why is Daisy going to the planetary archaeology at this time? If she is here, I don't care about any A-level guide. "

Daisy is the guide bound by Andre and an archaeologist. Caesar has always held an attitude of admiration for Daisy's promise to marry Andre. I don't know how this quiet scholar endured Andre. Lie is a good gossip.

But Andre didn't sigh for too long, the announcement reminding him to enter the arena resounded in every corner, and Caesar made a gesture to signal the star hunters to follow him into the arena.

There is an open space in front of the entrance of the arena. At this time, dozens of people are already standing. They are all left over from the ten rounds of knockout rounds yesterday. They are basically the elite of the capital star competition area. In terms of strength alone, there is no mediocrity.

At this point, Caesar's expression finally became serious. He noticed a camera floating down and landed obliquely above him, so he smiled generously in the direction of the camera. After cutting to the main screen, Nishizawa heard screams coming and going from above the arena.

Dylan's voice was almost buried in it: "You do need to scream for him, No. [-] seed Cesar Dawson, I know you all love him."

Caesar raised his eyebrows and smiled at the camera: "I think I love you too, Mr. Dylan."

How Dylan responded to his words, Caesar couldn't hear it, because the sound in the auditorium was a mess, and Andre giggled when he heard it next to him, as if thinking of something, he hesitated and lowered his voice Leaning over to Caesar: "Speaking of which, Boss, Nebula is guessing that you know the matching result, do you really know?"

Caesar was puzzled: "What matching result?"

Andre opened his mouth, glanced at Caesar's back from the corner of his eye, and immediately widened his eyes: "Say Cao Cao Cao Cao is here."

Caesar turned his head sideways, and saw a dozen guys in military uniforms filing in, causing a commotion.

The cameras flying all over the sky responded quickly, and several of them flew over. Andre was dumbfounded, and whispered: "These little white faces, do they think this is a T station?"

Caesar looked at the pair of long legs with great interest, his eyes fell on his face, and sighed: "To be honest, it is really pleasing to the eye, much more eye-catching than you gangsters. I have never understood, why? The good-looking people all went to the Guards Corps, and those who came to hunt for stars were all substandard products."

Those who came were from the Guards Corps. If the Starhunter Corps of the Alliance is a rogue group that relies on Nishizawa to carry the lowest appearance, then the Guards Corps can be regarded as the pinnacle of the Capital Star's appearance-the whole team can be dragged at will. All of them are handsome when they come out, with a perfect smile and perfect appearance, and they are loved as the model team of the alliance.

Of course, they are still a strong model team.

It's a pity that the captain is a serious and indifferent ghost. In Caesar's view, Oswald is completely the only failure in the beauty fortress of the Guards.

However, the audience and fans were clearly not on the same side as him. When the last figure in the team appeared by the door, as the gray eyes swept coldly, Caesar heard a sharp sound coming from the sky above the arena that almost broke the dome. cry.

Fine.He frowned.

Let's see who stays last this time.

Caesar quietly looked back, but felt the person passing by him suddenly stop.

He raised his head in doubt, and met Oswald's indifferent eyes. The latter was thoughtful, and a trace of uncertainty flashed in his eyes: "What... is this smell?"

"It's none of your business." Caesar reflexively said, "Why, are you so bored that you want to comment on the smell of perfume on others?"

Oswald frowned slightly: "That's not what I meant."

Caesar shrugged: "Whatever it means."

Oswald wanted to explain at first. When he passed by Caesar, for a moment, besides the smell of perfume, he also smelled a faint smell. The smell made him feel familiar, but it was fleeting. Can't smell it anymore.

At this time, seeing Caesar's conflicted attitude and stinging words, he obviously didn't want to talk to him more, the doubts in his heart instantly lost the thought of inquiring, and he even swallowed back the words he was about to remind when he realized that Caesar was still having a low fever.

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[Spiritual Barrier]: A mental protection barrier that isolates mental attacks and sensory attacks. The firmness and isolation ability vary from person to person.