Everyone thinks I have a crush on Boss

"Wood, have you planned the route yet?" Yan Xiong checked the Star News, relished watching the explosive communications on the Star Network and the accounts whose speeches were frequently controlled, and he couldn't wait to applaud the fine comments under the topic of "S1 Planet Riot". , There are so many talents on the star network, and the words are nice, I really want to make friends with them.

Obviously, although the current chaos on planet S1 is only aimed at nobles and the Star Alliance Council, ordinary civilians are not eligible to live on planet S1, and naturally they are not affected by the chaos. Publish the gossip crowd's speculation about this sudden event.

Yan Xiong clicked likes one by one, then turned off Xingxun, and listened intently to Mu Mu's voice.

"In the process of re-planning, in view of the difficulty of the other party's security and the internal environment..." Mu Mu's voice sounded weak, as if he was very tired: "The probability of taking K away and leaving here smoothly is too low, which requires a lot of calculations and efforts. A little luck."

Yan Xiong was not in a hurry, considering his guess about K's identity in his heart, he could even say to Mu Mu earnestly: "Then you remember to adjust the intensity of the Zhong family's reaction to the highest..." The state of mind that I can't even explain, to be precise, is probably the disillusionment of idols and the feeling of shock, Yan Xiong silently changed the subject: "How long can you hold on?"

He looked up at the calm sky, and added: "What about the shielding status of their weapons?"

Wood's voice sounded more feeble: "Up to an hour."

Zuo You froze his hand on the screen and confirmed, "Time is a little tight."

Yan Xiong crossed his legs, and his heart was peaceful: "Don't forget that our ultimate goal is to take K away, not to attack the nobles and the parliament." He laughed lazily: "And I think the humanoids did a good job, Damn it's all dead."

Zuo You quickly called up a screen, glanced at the humanoid creatures fighting fiercely on the front line, and contacted Bian Yun without paying attention to Yan Xiong's words.

Bian Yun was very busy. Judging from his shaky video and the bloody scene, the other party could be said to be strong and vigorous, taking the lead, showing no sign of weakness, at least the fighting power can beat normal human beings.

"what's up?"

Zuo You quickly told him the deadline.

The other party didn't seem to care about this matter... He seemed to be having a good time fighting, and after being mixed with blood, he seemed to be a little closer to the cold and unkind temperament in the past. Of course, it refers to another level It means very close.

Bian Yun raised his bone spurs and finished off the people behind him. Just as he was about to reach out to turn off the screen, he suddenly heard another weak voice.

Mu Mu: "What did Bian Wu do to Zhongyu City?"

Yan Xiong paused with his crossed legs, and moved closer: "Wait? What happened?"

Zuo You was busy communicating with humanoid creatures and preventing them from dying meaninglessly, so he couldn't care about this matter at all, so he could only give a look to Bian Yun who looked messed up on the screen in his busy schedule.

Bian Yun took out the energy blaster in his hand. After the initial pause, he didn't seem to care about this topic. He squinted his eyes, fired two blasters into the distance, and then said vaguely: "Did it succeed?"

"No." There was no voice from Wood, but the degree of busyness could be heard from his short reply: "And, it failed completely."

"Oh." Bian Yun rushed forward, raised his bone spurs slightly, and took away the opponent's life, and then lightly wrote on the violently shaking screen: "It's just trying to control him." He shook his body slightly, and suddenly In the intense voice of the impactor, he continued: "It seems that your real partner is Zhong Yucheng."

Yan Xiong adjusted the video, trying to see what the other party was doing.

Mu Mu had no doubts: "He is the best choice." He didn't know what he was doing, paused for a moment, and then hurriedly said: "Since you already have the will to die, then, for the sake of what you and K have agreed to Ideal, can I trouble you to tell us what will happen to Zhong Yucheng?" He didn't sound very anxious or concerned, but it seemed like a routine: "After all, after you lose everything, someone must continue."

Bian Yun's fierce handover of weapons almost covered up his words: "ideal?" There was a smile in his voice: "shit ideal."

There was the sound of weapons firing and clashing, and he was silent for a long time.

Yan Xiong also fell into silence.

Zuo You was still busy making those humanoid creatures not lose their lives because of meaningless deaths, at least they had to take away enough enemies to be considered a return.

However, Yan Xiong had already predicted what Bian Yun was doing. It sounded like what a dead end hero would do. Even if they had different positions, pursued different things, and even had different ideas, it was still worth a cigarette. A glass of wine, a farewell.

The sound of the weapon weakened, and Bian Yun spoke again: "We are not humanoid creatures, nor are we the so-called Shadow Clan." His voice sounded weak, but his words flowed as if he had thought about it countless times: "We yes*&……%"

It sounds like the other party uttered a gibberish in their own language...

The atmosphere suddenly fell into silence. Yan Xiong touched the cigarette in his pocket, lowered his head and lit it, took a deep breath, and swallowed all the acrimony back into his throat. Cigarettes are a specialty of the land of chaos, so they are rough, inferior, and choking And it's hard to draw.But compared to this terrible reality, it can still be tolerated.

Mu Mu seemed to have finished his work, and finally got out of his body and interjected: "If you were the ones who were powerful at that time, then we should be the ones who say this now."

He sounded calm and devoid of empathy: "Winners losers."

"So, what will happen to Zhongyu City?"

Yan Xiong was almost choked, Mu Mu had always been well-behaved and reticent in front of them, so that at this moment he suddenly found that the other party was so similar to K, which made him a little hard to accept, where is my soft and cute Mu Mu?How did it become like this in the blink of an eye?Calm utilitarian?

K is not a good thing, and learning from him will not end well. Yan Xiong thought about it, and swallowed this sentence in view of the fact that they had to rely on wood when they went back.

"What else?" Bian Yun didn't sound like he cared about Mu Mu's aggression, but said indifferently: "Either he is influenced by Bian Wu and becomes another person, or he is not affected and continues his arbitrary rule."

Bian Yun lowered his voice a lot: "The sky of planet S1 looks no different from that of the edge area."

The voice came intermittently, but Bian Yun's voice was gone.

Yan Xiong stubbed out the cigarette, and glanced at Zuo You.

Zuo You reached out and turned off the video, and continued to immerse himself in directing the attack of the communicating humanoids.

He didn't seem to have any feedback of being touched, Yan Xiong moved his gaze to the other side, not to mention Cang Xu, he was still staring at the Zhongjia logo in the distance, dumbfounded.

Yan Xiong unexpectedly felt a bit of sadness in this calm atmosphere where everyone was calm.

"Don't you have anything to say?"

……

In the silence, Zuo You thought for a while and said, "Don't worry, humanoid creatures' hatred for nobles makes them unable to stop at all."

Yan Xiong looked at him for a few seconds, with his desolate and sentimental eyes, Zuo You suddenly realized: "You mean, Bian Yun's death?"

Yan Xiong looked at him: "A hero at the end of the road, a hero who died on the battlefield for the freedom of the race!"

Zuo You nodded, and continued his words: "Don't worry, we won't be much better than him."

Ok?

Yan Xiong stared at Zuo You with wide eyes.

"At least he is fighting against other races, we are fighting against our own race." Zuo You was busy with his work, his tone was flat: "At least he can be called a hero in his own race. Can be called a traitor."

Yan Xiong thought for a while, and instantly lost the feeling of being sad for Bian Yun, he might as well just pray for himself.

Although he is dead, the living... may die sometime.In this way, everyone is equal.

After finishing his busy work, Mu Mu interjected: "He still has some backup players, including his most promising youngest son, who is probably already prepared for failure."

Yan Xiong touched the remaining cigarettes in his pocket, took out one, took a slow puff, and then said: "It's not easy for them."

Zuo You nodded: "It's not easy for anyone. In this terrible world, except for the ignorant citizens of the Star Alliance, who is not struggling to survive?" He seemed to say casually: "Yan Xiong, your sympathy Always showing up when it shouldn't be."

Yan Xiong was a little puzzled: "Then why have I never seen your sympathy?"

Zuo You glanced at him, Yan Xiong touched his nose, and apologized first: "I'm in a bad mood, don't bother with me."

"According to the data, different individuals will have different stress responses in the face of different tragedies, but it cannot be assumed that the individual has not had a stress response because it has not shown it." Wood interrupted the somewhat stagnant The atmosphere naturally interjected: "All life has the right to choose to express its stress response in its own way, head, it seems that you are too weak, and we didn't look down on you..."

"Wait?" Yan Xiong pinched his eyes: "What do you mean being too weak?"

……

After the sudden silence, Mu Mu solemnly changed the topic, saving some dignity for Yan Xiong: "The re-planned route has come out, give the headset to Cang Xu."

Zuo You stretched out his hand to help Cang Xu fasten the communicator, Cang Xu looked into the distance without any response, with a hint of a poet, as if his soul was floating in the distance.

Yan Xiong's tone was somewhat serious: "Cang Xu going alone?"

Mu Mu's tone was more serious: "We don't need to burden him more, do we?"

"..." Yan Xiong glanced at Zuo You, then at himself, and finally at Cang Xu, still ashamed to say that they were not a burden.

"This is the only plan with a success rate of over 69%." Looking at the complicated map in front of him, Mu Mu fell into thought: "If we are lucky, we can even reach 69.9%."

Yan Xiong was caught up in thinking about the use of this 0.9 increase, but Zuo You seemed to have no doubts: "K must have a back move...Wood, have you contacted K yet?"

"Contacted, K said, no problem." His tone was a little weak, sounding unconfident, but in the end he didn't say that something seemed wrong with K, everyone was under a lot of pressure, there was no need Make them more on the brink of collapse.

"Okay, then we'll wait for you at another pick-up point."

Cang Xu tilted his head and listened to the words in the headset, his expression finally changed, from an erratic poet to a contemplative philosopher.

When everyone outside the Zhong family's ancestral house was preparing to rob the prison, Zhong Yucheng, who was about to undergo a comprehensive inspection in Wutong Xiaozhu, was too keenly aware of the strangeness.

He interrupted Jia Yi's narration: "Are you sure everything is normal in the ancestral house?"

Jia Yi paused for a moment, and said without hesitation: "There is nothing unusual, the hidden guards from other parts of the ancestral house have been transferred to Mr. Zheng's side..."

Zhong Yucheng's eyebrows twitched as if reminding him of something, which made him a little anxious.

A saw the abnormal mood of the Patriarch, and said in a low voice: "The treatment team is ready, Patriarch?"

Zhong Yucheng reached out and clicked on the screen, and initiated a communication with Zheng Xingzhou.

The connection was quickly connected, and Zheng Xingzhou was obviously not up yet. The background was the familiar master bedroom. Zheng Xingzhou was leaning on the pillow, wearing some loose pajamas, showing a few traces, from the neck to the chest to under the covered clothes, A large piece of gorgeous traces seems to highlight their daily love.

Instinctively yawned, and smiled cheerfully towards the opposite side of the video: "Are you okay?" He scanned Zhong Yucheng and the environment behind him, showing pure worry: "A Said you were going to have an inspection?"

Following his words, Zhong Yucheng's eyebrows twitched more and more intensely, as if something was about to break through the ground.

He rubbed between his brows, suppressing this feeling, and gently comforted Zheng Xingzhou: "I'm fine, they're too nervous."

Instinctively turned over and looked at Zhong Yucheng: "You don't look well." He squinted his eyes and repeated: "Not in a good spirit."

Because of the video conversation, he couldn't use his mental strength to see how Zhong Yucheng was doing, but seeing how Zhong Yucheng couldn't help rubbing his eyebrows, he intuitively sensed something: "Are you not feeling well?" ?”

The slightly beating eyebrows became more and more intense following Zheng Xingzhou's words.

Jiayi's expression became serious, he reached out to greet the medical team, and prepared to forcefully send the Patriarch to stabilize the situation.

His intuition paused, and his eyes fell on Zhong Yucheng's brows. Except for the redness from being pressed by him, there seemed to be no problem.

[Bad guy... isn't he about to wake up? 】 Intuition hesitated to ask rationality.

[Don't use this word. 】Sense corrects him 【His mental power has evolved. 】

His intuition didn't pay attention to the words he corrected [Sure enough, he's awakened!I want to help him! 】

Reason didn't talk to him, anyway, no matter what he said, the other party wouldn't listen, and if the plan went well, they wouldn't stay, so this kind of trivial matter doesn't matter.

Intuition made up his mind, and he looked at Zhong Yucheng more and more happily before reason stopped him.

Zhong Yucheng noticed his change.

Then, he heard a strange sound, coming from the opposite side, quietly passed into Zhong Yucheng's ears, passed through his brain, and finally converged on the gently beating eyebrows.

Something has changed.

It's as if the baby opened his eyes and saw the world, a new world beyond cognition.

Zhong Yucheng stopped, looked up at Jia Yi, Jia Yi didn't seem to hear the voice, and was whispering something, the picture was frozen at this second.

He turned to look at Zheng Xingzhou.

The wonder of this sound is that it is not received by the ears, but by something more wonderful, ubiquitous, expanding, expansive, spiritual power.

What did Zhong Yucheng see.

Between the slightly contracted mental strength, he saw Zheng Xingzhou and him, holding a soft child, smiling, looking at each other, flowing with warmth and love.

Zhong Yucheng was startled, and his mental power moved slightly. This picture dissipated like smoke, and a new picture appeared.

Zheng Xingzhou was sitting on a high place, under which was the boundless army, surging, rushing towards a small point, and he saw that he was sitting on the lower head of Zheng Xingzhou, with an indifferent expression, overlooking the earth, exactly the same as Zheng Xingzhou above expression.

Zhong Yucheng frowned, the picture in front of him disappeared again, and a new picture appeared.

Zheng Xingzhou was in his arms, with a familiar dagger stuck in his heart, with a penetrating wound, killing him with one blow.The blood flowed through his hand holding the handle of the knife and spread to the unfamiliar yellow ground below him, as if bright flowers had bloomed on the ground.There seemed to be many people around them, but they were obscured by the faint smoke and could not be seen clearly.

The severe pain burst in his mind, and was soothed by the wonderful singing. Zhong Yucheng closed his eyes and realized that the world had resumed its flow.

He heard the panicked voice of A Yi, the orderly shouts of the medical team, and the sound of strong breathing in the distance, as if some powerful creature was watching him quietly from a distance.

The illusion disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Zhong Yucheng opened his eyes again, looking at the screen in front of him.

Intuition showed a happy smile, as if he was relieved: "Zhong Yucheng, you are fine!"

No, I think you have something to do now.Zhong Yucheng's eyebrows are no longer swollen, but his mood has become a mess. Something is obvious, but he blocked this choice because of feelings and other factors.

"K?" He raised his hand, stifling the loud background voices.

His intuition was not in a hurry to answer, he glanced to the left abruptly, got up slowly and put on his clothes, and his voice came out leisurely on the screen that was naturally dark because he felt that it was not suitable for the picture , Smart and natural: "It's me."

As soon as the screen lit up, he instinctively rolled up his cuffs and cast a glance into the video. Zhong Yucheng's expression looked a bit grim.

He scratched his head subconsciously: "I thought you would know earlier than now, but I didn't expect..." He swallowed back, feeling that Zhong Yucheng's expression was even worse, and changed the subject: "You know, we To complete the obsession, I will give you a complete Zheng Xingzhou."

"His obsession is to create a new world?" When Zhong Yucheng said it, he didn't even know which one the "new world" in this sentence was referring to.

Instinctively nodded, looked to the left again, sat on the edge of the bed shaking his feet, still said sweetly as last night: "You have to remember to help us." His tone was relaxed, without feeling that he was He said something extraordinary: "Now I feel that reason is a bit unreliable..."

Maybe Zhong Yucheng didn't think about it, but once the film was pierced, everything became obvious. He hated his personality, never fell in love with his absolute calm, and criticized the entire Star Alliance. , what obsession would he have?

What other obsessions does he have?

In this somewhat bad atmosphere (referring to the unilateral badness of the Patriarch), Jia Yi interjected weakly: "Arrange the secret guards to protect Mr. Zheng..." Do you need to adjust the mission?

He didn't finish speaking, and looked at the Patriarch cautiously.

Zhong Yucheng didn't pick up on it, his newly activated ability made him aware of the places where the overly powerful spiritual powers were, lying abruptly in the world that no one knew about.

But compared to that huge monster whose mere breathing was enough to drive the entire mental force field beside him, those mental powers can only be regarded as existences that have just broken their shells, or even haven't broken their shells yet.

In this new world, he confirmed the existence of the other party, as if he confirmed the identity of the other party.

He doesn't know what this ability can do. Although the few pictures that appeared just now are full of some kind of ominous premonition and the call of the future, but other than that, except for the sharper perception, he doesn't think he can rely on this new ability. Ability to kill others.

but……

He looked at the smiling Zheng Xingzhou, and asked: "I saw you, you look..." He swallowed some words back, and changed to other words: "It's amazing."

Intuition really boasted without any scheming: "Yes! I'm super good! I don't even know how good I am rationally!"

"Then how good are you?" Zhong Yucheng said in a low tone.

After thinking about it instinctively, he turned his head to look at the door, then turned his head again as if asking for credit: "I'm so good."

A glanced at the room where nothing happened, not knowing why.

Zhong Yucheng didn't speak, he sensed another kind of horror, which came from a new world he didn't understand.

Intuition continued: "Little baby, wait for me, and when reason fulfills his obsession, he promises to let me sleep with you at that time!" His eyes were shining with a star that never changed: "Although reason is abominable , It’s bad, but we all like you.” He looked like a young boy in Huaichun, innocent and cute, and he didn’t even look like he could hold a weapon.

Zhong Yucheng couldn't help but rubbed his eyebrows. The huge amount of information he had learned rashly, coupled with the picture full of foresight, was enough to make him feel so complicated that he couldn't look at him with the eyes he had yesterday.

Obviously, he has no idea what the person he likes looks like, and he even began to wonder if his perception of Zheng Xingzhou has some strange filters. It is obvious that not only is he not as white and soft as he knew, but The little bunny with fried fur was not even the innocent and innocent look he thought later.

A person who is at the forefront of everyone's evolution and possesses power beyond ordinary people... a patient with split personality?

"It's a little too late." Intuition said something to himself, and he didn't hang up the video, but smiled at Zhong Yucheng and walked out.

A judged the situation in the first trial, and finally decided to ask the Patriarch again: "Patriarch, those hidden guards..."

He didn't finish his sentence, and after Zheng Xingzhou opened the door, revealing the group of hidden guards behind the door, he closed his mouth.

The situation of the other party looked very bad. It seemed that he was attacked by an unknown enemy, and he seemed to be being targeted by some kind of terrifying creature. He was sweating profusely. Although he maintained a vigilant posture, no matter his slightly shaking hands His face was still pale, showing his tension and stiffness.

He wasn't the only one, A glanced at them one by one, and saw many familiar figures, they gathered outside the master bedroom abruptly, all of them seemed to be frozen in place, not daring to move, lowering their breath, with a kind of Feeling strangely out of place, staying in a vigilant posture.

This scene seems absurd, even beyond common sense. What are they afraid of?What makes them so frightened?

So much so that they didn't even dare to change their posture under that inexplicable force.

Zhong Yucheng sighed softly, compared to Jiayi's suddenly serious face, he looked much more relaxed than before: "Why don't you just kill the person you want to kill?" If you have the power?Why bother to use other people's lives to carry out your plans?

Instinctively walking past the guards of different shapes, there was some regret in the voice: "Because the bad guy won't let me do this."

"A single person can never change the world." Intuition is always off, even when repeating rational words, he is not as calm as he: "Absolute force will only lead to endless conspiracy, only the strength of a group of people, It is the relative level in the true sense. And one person cannot represent a class, which means..."

Intuition stopped, leaning against the wall and said to the serious Zhong Yucheng on the other side of the video: "Individual strength is not worth advocating, and should even be covered up."

It's K's style, Zhong Yucheng thought so, and still asked: "But you can use it to promote the implementation of the plan, isn't it simpler?"

Intuition showed the appearance of listening, and then repeated the words of reason: "The bad guy said, you asked a question that does not match the level." Intuition laughed without any psychological barriers, and then continued: "When a group is used to combining expectations and After the problem is thrown at a specific person, the group is only one step away from extinction."

His intuition didn't speak out more rational words, but instead said in his own words: "People who are used to shortcuts will never think about self-struggle. This is not a good habit." He looked at Zhong Yucheng with a worried expression : "I don't know what your mental power is like, but you have to remember to use it carefully."

Although Zhong Yucheng didn't even know how to use this new ability, it didn't stop him from inquiring about the news naturally: "Use it carefully?"

Scratching his head instinctively, his voice lowered a bit: "Aren't you still good at using it?"

Zhong Yucheng waited for a moment, then laughed instinctively, and said slyly: "I can't say, but... welcome to the new world."

"In a sense, we are ahead of humanity."

"The cutting edge of evolution."

This doesn't sound like a good word. Zhong Yucheng closed his eyes and looked at the giant breathing in an orderly manner. The mental force field around him was assimilated into the same frequency by him, which in turn affected those weak and weak people around him. Individuals, that is, those hidden guards who are immobile when they are facing an enemy.

"Do you think this is a new direction for evolution?"

"It's not what I think, but the future is like this." Intuition leaned against the wall, looking as if he was waiting for someone, or saying goodbye to him for the last time, entangled with Zhong Yucheng's words with a relaxed expression: "I just Walking at the forefront." He laughed, and repeated softly: "I remember Zheng Xingzhou told you, our biggest secret."

Zhong Yucheng's expression showed a bit of sudden realization, and he said with a tone almost sighing: "Fate has already planned everything for its trajectory."

Intuition is not interested in this kind of fate-like topic, and he thinks that Zhong Yucheng should not be interested either. In fact, he is very sure that they are the same kind of people.

The unyielding challenger, the eager predator, the superior who denies all order.

So, he laughed, with a bit of mystery in his tone: "It's not so much fate, it's better to say..." He turned his head and looked behind him, as if he saw someone through the wall: "The inevitability of the development of things. "

"From the moment I came into this world, from the moment I survived." He stood up straight and greeted the slowly approaching figure: "Hi, idiot."