Chapter 1651: Landing on the beach! (1/2)

Tianyuanjie, the capital of the Federation of Stars, Tiandu City.

Building of the Federal Ministry of Equality and Development.

Jin Xinyue looked far away from the window, just in time to see the magnificent sea of ​​clouds in the sky.

The setting sun shone, and the cloud of anger was tumbling, as if two armies were clashing, one gold and one red, killing heads and blood flowing into a river, until the darkness was swallowed up in the end.

This scene reminded her inexplicably more than a hundred years ago.

She remembered the blood demon world more than a hundred years ago. Above the eye of the blood demon, there was also such a sea of ​​bleeding clouds, and she was on the **** clouds, quietly listening to her father slowly revealing the truth about the ”Red Tide Project” , I also understood bit by bit, what kind of person my father is and what kind of thing he is doing.

One hundred years later, now, it's her turn.

”Uh, uh, keep talking.”

She was still dressed in a black suit and high heels, but the waterfall-like blue silk was **** with a hairpin. The hairpin was still in the shape of the Federation ”Nine-Star Rising Dragon”, looking neat and aggressive.

Under the dim sunlight, her face was frosty, and her voice was colder than the wind and snow on the Arctic ice ocean, and even her anger was frozen. She listened intently to the voice from afar, and responded calmly from time to time. sentence.

”The immortal cultivator's rebellion failed. Cui Lingfeng and Tang Dingyuan had known everything a long time ago, what else... The Red Lotus team simply solved everything neatly?

”Hehe, it really deserves to be the Xinghai Republic. As the saying goes,'bad ships also have three-point nails.' This kind of ancient country with thousands of years of age will arrange some plans for the bottom of the box to ambush one or two secret forces composed of old monsters. , What's so strange?

”Speaking of which, a few days ago, in Yulong City, we were the first to go ahead and rescue Tang Xiaoxing in front of us, so that she finally fell into the hands of the secret police. It was this'Red Lotus Squad'?

”Lin Jiu? Okay, I remember this name.

”What, Cheng Xuansu is dead, but Ding Zhengyang is not dead?

”...Of course it's serious.

”Ding Zhengyang knows too much, and the person in the government in exile seems to have a sharper sense of smell than we thought. Now, during the election for the presidency, in case the other party is involved in us along the way, and the whole matter is completely exposed, It is definitely a big scandal that cannot be concealed. The public will not accept our treatment of our ”allies”, and the Patriot Front will hold on to this matter.

”Forget it, this is the end of the matter, you don't have to worry about everything in the future, I will take over, do your own thing!”

Jin Xinyue cut off the communication and continued to embrace her arms, watching the final struggle of the sunset intently.

Seeing the dim red sinking into the swamp of night, the original cold and severe face gradually revealed a smile.

”The first phase of the Dark Moon Project was successfully completed.”

She turned her head and smiled at the old and rusty archivist in the archives room, ”I didn't expect that the government-in-exile also had a very elite secret force that actively suppressed the rebellion of the immortal cultivators. The Great White Fleet needed to intervene, and even Ding Zhengyang was captured alive by their own people, the Red Lotus Team.

”They should have doubted me. The first stage was more successful than expected!”

While talking, Jin Xinyue walked lightly over, helping the archivist to complete half of the work that was interrupted by Linghe's biography.

The archivist sits on a special metal chair. Many components of the psychic prosthesis are connected to the magic unit on the metal chair. There are also dozens of translucent hoses wrapped around him, seeming to help him. He fills with psychic energy, nourishes the soul, and lubricates the rusty components, but it is slightly different from the maintenance of ordinary ghost repair.

Jin Xinyue walked behind the archivist, gently fixed the opponent's metal head with a bracket, and carefully untied the sealing talisman array on the opponent's skull, forming a whole curved metal cover made of the skull of a living person. After it was peeled off, there was a clear and transparent arc-shaped container made of crystal.

But what is soaked in a crystal container and moisturized by the light green nutrient solution is a...brain!

Judging from the trembling peristalsis, this brain is still alive, and the artificial nerve refined from a large amount of biochemical materials spreads all the way, controlling every part of this psychic prosthesis.

Therefore, the archivist is not a ghost repairer with only a remnant soul at all, but a person, a living person, except that most of the body is replaced by artificial organs, and those who have lost limbs and replaced them with prosthetic limbs. People are just the difference in replacement ratio, there is no difference in essence!

Jin Xinyue buckled a huge crystal cover on top of the seat and killed all the germs in the crystal cover with the mysterious light, then put his hands in through the rubber cover on the side of the crystal cover, and managed a syringe and files. The small holes next to the member's crystal skull were connected together, and a tube of dark golden spiritual liquid was slowly injected.