The Marshal's Lady of the Actor [Interstellar]

How long does it take to go from obscurity to fame?

one year, two years?

How long does it take to go from empty-handed to world domination?

Ten years, 20 years?

It doesn't take that long.

Wearing his ill-fitting shirt, Xiao Wutong walked into the palace of Xueming Empire.

This is a small country on the border of two superpowers, still under the rule of the monarch, with luxurious palaces and magical technological products, forming a desolate contrast with the mediocre and even desolate scenes outside.

The guards of the palace stopped him and asked in a formulaic voice: "No entry ahead."

Xiao Wutong smiled sweetly: "But Wutong is going to find the king~"

"Do you have a reservation."

"No~"

"No Entry."

"What if I have to go in~"

The child who was not as tall as the guard's calf acted like a baby.

"Let Wutong go in~"

The color of the pupils continued to deepen, and mysterious fluctuations filled the child's eyes, and he giggled, sweet and penetrating.

"Indus is in a hurry~"

The ferocious beast grinned grinningly in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, slowly opened its blood-red eyes, staring at everything within its sight.

The guard's body was stiff, and his eyes gradually became numb.

Giggling and laughing, the voice was as cheerful as a lark, through the fortified gate of the palace, through the luxurious gardens and palaces, and finally found the king of this country.

"King King~"

He sat on the guard's shoulder and waved his hands. Behind him were all the creatures he encountered along the way, like an army.

"Wutong came to ask you to borrow something~~"

Surrounded by concubines, the king shook his hands and looked horrified.

"Wutong wants to borrow your entire country~"

"Don't worry~"

"Find senior brother, Wutong will return the country to you~"

"Soldier!!! Soldier!!!"

The monarch notified his generals in a panic.

The mighty army rushed to the palace, and the cold muzzle was aimed at the sweetly smiling child.

Xiao Wutong tilted his head, his smile remained unchanged.

"Everyone is here to help Wutong~"

"That's really—"

With a distorted smile, the blood pupils of the Sea of ​​Consciousness were filled with an ominous black, overwhelmingly attacking the army and the entire planet.

"That's great~~"

The news of the disappearance of the Xueming Empire spread across the entire interstellar in an instant. Just when everyone was wondering, the citizens of Xueming had already started to flee from this planet frantically.

It's like escaping from a beast.

This country seems to have lost all control, and everything is in extreme chaos. In this chaos, the outside world can't get any definite news.

And on a certain day, all the confusion disappears.

A certain cute child appeared in front of the world.

"Hi everyone, my name is Xiao Wutong, and I'm looking for a senior now~"

"If you want to find your brother, you must rule the world."

"Xueming's king is very kind and very cooperative with Wutong."

He raised his bloody head and showed it to the world.

"Now Wutong has searched for all the Xueming planets, but I haven't seen my brother."

"Brother must have hidden in your country!"

"No, Wutong wants to be with senior brother very, very much!"

"So I want everyone to help~"

"Give up your country."

"If everyone is willing to help, Wutong will be very happy."

"But what if you don't want to help~"

The cute smile instantly turned into a ferocious devil.

"Indus will let you come to help."

Only one Xiao Wutong can do such things as □□ nakedly asking the leaders of other countries to abdicate, return to their own feet, and accept the rule.

No one bought it.

This would just piss off any normal human being.

The superpowers assembled a crusade to make this arrogant and ignorant child pay the price.

But when their army pushed outside the Xueming Empire, and the chill came out from the airship's muzzle, they saw a small figure slowly appearing in the universe.

Tiny to the size of a one-year-old child.

The child smiled happily, stretched out his hand happily, and clenched it into a fist happily.

squeak-

The steel is like white paper, easily squeezed into a ball, and more than a thousand airships are usurped together by invisible hands, like pinching a snowball, pinching it into an extremely huge and distant iron ball.

"The game is very interesting~" The child giggled, and the bright smile spread to all countries, "Welcome everyone to play with Wutong~"

The Xueming Empire, no, it should be called the Empire now.

Xiao Wutong didn't want to put any energy on this.

Soul Conjuring controls everything through singing, and manages the world according to Xueming's laws.

Anyone who is found to have done something illegal by the instigator will commit suicide.

Kill someone or run a red light, all of them will die.

If you don't follow the rules, you will die.

Those who survive in this way are good people who abide by the rules.

This country does not need him to worry about.

Isn't it great.

The harsh and brutal rule, the irrational yet powerful and terrifying king made everyone under the rule of the empire seem to be living in hell.

Where there is oppression, there will naturally be resistance.

One day, humans finally formed their resistance army.

Assassinations began to emerge one after another.

Xiao Wutong never refuses anyone who comes.

In this extremely boring situation, what he likes to do most is to let those assassins rush to his eyes, gather together, and play a game.

Tell them to run away in panic in this palace, or desperately assassinate, or cry bitterly for mercy.

But no matter what he did, he would play the game seriously, find out all the hidden humans, and then crush them to death.

It's like crushing a bug.

One day, he found a familiar person from the bug.

The hasty face, the youthful face, is quite different from when we first met.

But the boy called out the bug's name in one gulp: "Krom~"

He promised to thank the person who helped him pay attention!

Xiao Wutong smiled sweetly, and stretched out his hand to that person: "Help me find my senior brother~Brother Crom~"

In an instant, the companions next to the man twisted and fell to the ground one by one.

The bones were shattered, and the skin was completely destroyed, as if someone had pressed his fingers on the ground, dead like a bug.

"Brother Crom~ Do you want to help Wutong~"

The blood of his companion splashed on his face, and Crom knelt tremblingly at the tyrant's feet.

Xiao Wutong wiped his fingers, hummed a cheerful song, and continued his next game.

There are fewer and fewer countries remaining in the interstellar world, and the former assassin has become the most famous general under the tyrant, and the title of the tyrant has begun to replace the boy's real name.

Xiao Wutong's singing voice shrouded the whole star like a shadow. Wherever the singing voice touched, human beings lost themselves in an instant.

The so-called rebel army was gradually wiped out by means of ghosts and gods.

Man cannot fight against God, let alone a crazy God.

A soaring cultivator is equivalent to a god.

The human world launched a final counterattack, and the remaining countries gathered all their forces in an attempt to directly destroy the planet where the tyrant was located.

Destroying planets is something humans have done countless times in the interstellar era.

But not this time.

The spirits in the void watched with cold eyes.

The planet trembled under the rumbling fire.

Countless meteorites were destroyed.

But when the dazzling light reached the planet, the phantom of a slender hand appeared in the sky.

Open up and grab that terrifying attack.

Countless screens interrupted the original program, the boy's sweet smile occupied everyone's attention, and his greasy voice kept drilling into his ears.

"Don't throw things away~"

Qi Chen stretched out his hand and held the boy.

"Give it back to you~"

The light suddenly rises, illuminating the entire universe.

Tens of thousands of warships and airships disappeared in the bright light.

There are no more rebels.

This world is full of tyrants.

The soul sighed and embraced the boy on the throne.

Indus...

He holds in the palm of his hand, raising the child little by little.

Qi Chen vainly stroked the face of the boy he loved, his brown eyes sparkled with hope.

The teenager is waiting, waiting for a satisfactory result.

He was looking for him, but he could never be found.

One day, he will find out about it.

And this day has finally arrived.

"My lord." Krom, who was nearly [-] years old at that time, knelt at the tyrant's feet tremblingly, lowered his head and said, "No, I didn't find the person you want."

The light of the stars suddenly went out.

Xiao Wutong sat on the icy throne, and the cold air continued to penetrate into his bones.

As if an invisible weight had pressed down, his upright body bent and hunched a little bit. In this short moment, he changed from a vigorous young man to a dull old man.

He raised a nervous smile, and his cruel and cold laughter echoed in the hall.

"wrong!"

"You are looking for the wrong one!"

How could the senior brother not be here.

He was clearly in his arms.

Obviously disappeared in the space crack along with him.

Obviously...

He has already been resurrected, why is there no reason for senior brother not to be resurrected! ?

What a bunch of stupid, lazy, useless liars! !

Damn liar!

Crom shivered, bearing the tyrant's hysterical rage.

Under the pressure of death, he hurriedly opened his mouth.

"But now we are only looking for all the countries in the interstellar world. There are still many human beings who do not live in a certain country. There are also many human gathering places outside the boundaries of the country!"

"As long as you look for it, you will definitely find it!"

Yes.

Xiao Wutong thought.

This world is so big, maybe the brother lost his way and didn't land in this place where human civilization multiplies.

Then go ahead and find it.

Brother, it is impossible to leave.

He repeated it over and over again, but his eyes were still lifeless.

It's like a person who already knows that his efforts will have no results in the end, and keeps using pale and powerless reasons to justify, supporting himself to move on.

If senior brother is not in this world, why is he still alive in this world?

"Continue to look outside, Wutong believes that you will be able to find it, right~"

There was cold sweat on Crom's forehead. He bowed his head deeply in front of the tyrant, his voice trembling, "Our current technology...doesn't support the airship to reach such a distance, maybe it will take a little time..."

"Oh~"

He heard the tyrant's icy voice wrapped in a layer of sweet skin resounding above his head, as if the god of death was pinching his neck, unable to breathe.

"This is really a big problem~"

"Let Wutong think about it~"

"Well……"

"Indus thought of it!!"

From the corner of his eye, Crom saw that the young tyrant took a clear gem from his scepter and put it in his palm.

The bright stream of light spread in the depths of the gem in an instant, and the complicated and thick lines outlined one after another mysterious arcs, and then a stream of light began to appear in the gem, like a spring of water, slowly, slowly began to flow .

So from a cold and useless decoration, it turned into some kind of existence with terrifying power.

jingle~

The gem was thrown down by the tyrant at will, fell from the steps, and rolled into Crom's eyes.

"Use this~ This is super durable~"

The clear gems reflected the color of the eyes, and Crom looked at it obsessively, and asked in a daze.

"My lord, what is this?"

"It's a talisman~"

The young man smiled casually, as if he had no idea what this behavior would do to the world.

Maybe he knows it, but he just doesn't care about it.

What has become of the world, and what does it matter to him?

"Some kind of reliable energy~"

"If you use it, you can fly farther~"

"Want to learn? Crom."

Crom held the talisman piously, and he slowly raised his head, daring to face the king for the first time since he was an adult.

"I want to learn."

"My king, please teach me."

"Okay~" Xiao Wutong retracted himself into the throne, only showing a pair of cold eyes with a smile, "As long as you find your senior brother, you can learn anything you want~"

"Take it and make a new airship~"

"Make a super super big airship that can fly super far."

"Indus doesn't want to wait here anymore."

"Wu Tong is going to find senior brother in an airship."

The laws of the world are hopeless.

Everything has a definite number, and all causes and effects in the world have already been determined.

But a certain powerful hand tightly grasped the established trajectory, pinched it tightly, and destroyed everything after that.

Revise again.

Brother, my brother, where are you?

Are you really not in this world?

The soul sighed unwillingly, hugging the king curled up on the throne.

Indus, good boy.

Indus, don't be afraid.

It doesn't matter how many people you kill or how many mistakes you make.

As long as you are intact it is enough.

I will go wherever you go.

Brother is with you.

The author has something to say: Xiao Wutong's letter:

good morning mom and dad

go go go

I went to the back mountain

Alas!

Brother said you can't go here

But why did everyone go in?

hold head high……

Since everyone can go in

Then I can go in too!

Super curious what's in there!