Chapter 260: Her Weapon
Anno saw the Firefly Whale for the first time, which came to life under Brightman's control.
But she was preoccupied with her own thoughts and had no time to appreciate it.
Are you happy?
Brightman suddenly asked her.
Anno couldn't bring herself to laugh; all she could think about was Sitar.
When she and Sitar got tired of studying at the palace, they would ride Baobao to the mining plains. The main planet was full of beautiful and strange minerals, and the starry sky hung low like a curtain studded with gems. No matter how many years she lived on the main planet, she would never get tired of looking at it.
There is no place better than home.
Feeling that Brightman's gaze was fixed on her face, Anno simply smiled faintly and reached out to touch the Firefly Whale.
As soon as she reached out her hand, the fireflies scattered and then gathered again.
"I still prefer the big whale."
Brightman lowered his eyes and simply said, "Okay." His tone was devoid of emotion.
"After a while, I'll take you wherever you want to go."
After hearing this, Anuo looked away, pretending to go to see the firefly whale. She could go wherever she wanted without anyone taking her.
After enjoying the night breeze on the lookout tower for a while, Anno started yawning, so Brightman prepared to take her back to sleep.
When Anuo saw that he was about to take her back to her room, she rolled her eyes and refused to leave. "I don't want to go back to that room. I want to be all alone."
Brightman: "Dine will be with you."
Anuo just looked at him. She had never acted coquettishly in front of anyone before. But ever since she had used this trick in front of her mother and father, she had started to learn how to act coquettishly.
But in front of others, one feels a chill from the bottom of their heart.
She cried out in her heart, "Spare me! I'd rather fight!"
More often than not, she would stare at Brightman with her eyes wide open. The boy in front of her was always like a robot, expressionless, neither smiling nor frowning, making it impossible to understand his thoughts at that moment.
All she could control was the fact that she knew he was obsessed with her from the very first time she met him.
She couldn't understand this obsession, and she found it repulsive.
She was a queen insect, how could she tolerate being controlled by others? Her past experiences also made her deeply resent this kind of control.
Her Zerg genes mean she only feels affection for her own kin and overlords, emotions that outsiders cannot understand.
Pure loyalty, pure love.
I will never betray you, not even in death.
Brightman saw Anno standing there stubbornly refusing to leave, unwilling to go back to the ground, looking very aggrieved with his eyes downcast.
He wondered if she would still act like this, being coquettish and unreasonable, after she sobered up.
Of course not.
Even now, he's deceiving himself that it's true.
Just like in the past, he was always indulging in dreams and deceiving himself that they were real.
He was always good at deceiving himself. In the end, he could hardly distinguish between truth and falsehood anymore. He only knew that as long as the girl in front of him was there, the world was real.
He ignored Dennis, who kept calling his name in his mind, and reached out to Anno, "Come with me, stay with me."
Anno smiled at him and placed her hand in his palm.
Brightman didn't miss a single expression of hers, whether real or fake. He just wanted to look at her, and he wanted her to express any emotion only to him.
Brightman led Anno into a room in the manor villa.
“This is my room,” Brightman said, opening the door and turning to Anno.
Anno glanced around the room. The right wall was covered with various weapons, while the left wall was filled with cute dolls, creating a stark contrast in style.
She looked at the wall full of weapons and saw familiar weapon shadows.
She couldn't help but walk over and pick up a knife from the shelf. It was the same style of knife she had used in the apocalypse. The scabbard was black, and the blade was very thin yet very sharp.
It was given to her by the leader of the West District at the time. Although she did not have any superpowers, she was skilled in combat, and no one in the West District could surpass her.
The West District leader will not waste any talent who can contribute to the West District.
That knife was forged from special synthetic steel, capable of cutting through iron like mud.
The knife in her hand was exactly the same as her original knife, from the scabbard to the blade. Even the name Anunu that she had carved in Zerg script on the scabbard was there, in the same position.
Besides her knife, there were also the gun and dagger she had used.
In today's interstellar age, these loaded pistols and automatic rifles are ancient relics.
These weapons were the ones she used to risk her life for in the past, and she remembers every detail vividly.
She was astonished. Why would Brightman have the weapon she had used?
Back when she was still the Spark, Eve and the others had seen her memories, and those memories also spread when she reclaimed her core on the floating island.
Brightman was also present at the time.
These memories only cover a general outline, without detailing what weapons she used or even the markings on those weapons.
Even her father and mother had to specifically connect with her consciousness to examine things slowly to know such details.
She was puzzled, but remained calm and drew the knife from its sheath.
A crisp ringing sound rang out from the knife, reminding her of the days when she fought with a knife in the apocalypse.
This is not a good memory. She will no longer run away from the past, but she also doesn't want to deliberately reminisce, lest she add to her melancholy.
She suppressed the agitation in her eyes, smiled, pointed the knife at Brightman, her eyes glistening with a hazy light, and said with a slightly confused expression, "I remember it, it was my old partner."
She twirled the knife in her hand twice, the blade narrowly missing Brightman. He stood still, seemingly unconcerned that Anno might suddenly pull out the knife and slash at him.
Anno did have that thought at the time, but killing him would be useless; the real madman was Dennis.
Moreover, Brightman's current abilities are truly extraordinary; she can sense the powerful energy within his body, which is almost overflowing.
Everything has its pros and cons. Brightman's body simply cannot contain such a powerful superpower, and he is bound to suffer some backlash.
With Brightman's current abilities, he would detect her the moment she made a move.
Holding a weapon so close to him, she always had the illusion that she could plunge the knife into his chest.
She had fought her way through countless battles in the past, and this feeling of being able to take action was instinct, not an illusion.
Brightman was not wary of her.
Thinking of this, she gripped the knife in her hand tighter, and after stroking the blade, she sheathed it again.
He picked up a small pistol and released the safety.
The pistol was the same weight and style as the ones she used to use. She held it in her hand and weighed it in her hand, a look of doubt in her eyes.
Brightman asked, "Do you like it?"
Anno pointed the gun at him, looking drunk, and said, "Do you think this gun can shoot you through the head?"
Brightman grasped her hand and pressed the gun against his head: "You can try."
He then added, "The gun is loaded."
Anno knew, of course, that there were bullets in the gun.
She used to sleep with her gun almost every night, and she knew the weight of the gun and the bullets very well.
Finally, she let go, and the gun fell onto the carpet.
"I don't like it."
This is the truth she told.
This was the weapon she used to rely on for survival, but she wouldn't like it.
She looked tired and lay down on the sofa, facing inside, not wanting to communicate with Brightman anymore.
A slight noise was heard as Brightman sat down on the single sofa next to her.
She didn't feel particularly tired; in unfamiliar environments, her mind would be highly tense.
She deliberately came to Brightman's room, probably because she wouldn't be able to get a good night's sleep for the next few days.
Her thoughts were in turmoil when suddenly, Sitar's energy emanated from her core.
Anno was startled and immediately contacted Sitar through the consciousness network.
Sitar did not respond; this was simply the energy Sitar had previously covered her core with. However, Sitar could use this energy to establish a very weak connection with her. They could not communicate consciously, but Sitar could mobilize the core energy to protect and comfort her.
Anno could sense the distance between her and Sitar, as well as his presence, from this faint connection.
Although Sitar couldn't see it, he could roughly guess where Anunu was and who she was with.
That little tool man developed some special emotional attachment to Anunu because of the core fragment. Anunu is with him now because she wants to use him to let Dennis control her.
Anunu wanted to see herself as soon as possible.
He also wanted to see her soon.
But now is not the time. He needs to obtain the core fragment of Anunu before Dennis leaves.
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