Chapter 225 Praise the jellyfish for teaching them to call this "starting a new life...
【land】
This signature is somewhat intriguing. Lu, Lu what? Land, the “Lu” in land, or... I accidentally wrote my own last name.
Regarding this issue, everyone gave different opinions during daily meetings.
Seibu Tsukasa believes that this is because the input method was not selected properly.
Bai Ling felt that it didn't matter what the signature was, he could just call and find out.
Sava came online relatively late. When he saw the message, he blurted out, "Lu, it can't be that Lu Hang, Xiao Baige's mistress."
Little White Dove was the nickname he gave to Huo Yuan. The Huo Yuan is a small bird of prey with white feathers and red eyes. It looks more delicate than ordinary eagles such as buzzards and falcons.
Under normal circumstances, Huo Yuan would have been so angry that he would have had a quarrel with Sava.
But today, he was absent-minded throughout the meeting. Normally he was the one who made the summary of the battle, but today he only reacted after Bai Ling called him three times. He stuttered and said a few words before ending it hastily.
Land stands for Army Aviation.
...?
Huo Yuan recalled all his past communications with Land, but could not find any clues. He usually only talks about business with the other party, and the format of his replies is rigid and has no personal characteristics.
But he remembered that incident.
Last time on the Wild Star, he thought Land was also locked up with Jin Jing and the others, so he asked Land to give Lu Hang a baked potato.
Land must know Luhang.
As to whether the two people were the same person, Huo Yuan was not sure.
He remembered the potato that fell out of Lu Hang's arms that day, and he was reluctant to eat it even though the butter had solidified.
He really couldn't believe it and couldn't bear it.
Lu Hang, who had a good family, a smooth life, and a bright future, would one day rebel against the life his parents had arranged for him.
Become the Land with whom he has late night conversations.
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Lu Hang wanted to pass the message on.
He had envisioned a series of solutions. For example, secretly make a hole in the roof, use a pole to prop up the terminal to receive the satellite planetary chain's WiFi, or bribe a staff member who is about to go on vacation and ask them to take the message out.
However, these methods are not only difficult to implement, but also very dangerous if they fail.
At this time, No. 8, who was leaning against the cage, suddenly said, "Boy, are you confused? You are now a major general, and you have the right to come and go freely like those nobles. They will not reveal the location here to you, but if you make a report and tell them to go out and contact your family, they will definitely not stop you."
Lu Hang suddenly woke up.
Yes, he has power now and doesn't have to act as cautiously as before.
So, he settled the omegas down, found a random excuse, and swaggered onto the aircraft leaving the Colosseum.
The porthole was still dark and no view outside could be seen. But Lu Hang was sitting next to the co-pilot, watching the data running on the dashboard, and openly memorized the latitude and longitude before takeoff.
About three and a half hours later, the journey changed from a small aircraft to an extraterrestrial spaceship, and finally arrived at a space station floating in the universe.
This is the transit station for all the nobles before going to the Colosseum.
Lu Hang observed and found that there were more than ten people who came out to surf the Internet like him. They all found a place, connected to the quantum network, and chatted.
It seems that there are only a few people like him who live there permanently. Most nobles only treated it as an amusement park where they went once a week and left when they had enough fun.
Lu Hang also took out his terminal to surf the Internet.
He is not in a good mental state now and his memory has declined. He tried the wrong password twice when logging into his secret mailbox, but fortunately he got it right the third time.
The email interface popped up, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then hid in a deserted place to edit it word by word.
However, at this moment, uniformed guards walked towards him.
The veins on Lu Hang's forehead jumped. He glanced at the content, pressed the send button instantly, and then deleted the interface.
He turned around as if nothing had happened and found that the guard was just holding a business card and trying to get close to him, but was not targeting him at all.
"You're too jumpy." A joking and elegant voice said behind him.
Lu Hang took a quick glance and found that the person who was speaking was dressed in a suit and had the signature gelled hair of a government clerk. It turned out to be Heinz's secretary.
"Are you here alone?" Lu Hang leaned back against the pillar and took a glass of wine from the plate of a passing android. "Where's Heinz?"
"Master Heinz has gone to the Colosseum for something." With the boss away, the secretary relaxed a lot. He loosened his tie and held a glass of shrimp paste juice, which was very popular among the sea tribe, in his hand. "Our people were found in there and are going to be sent to the factory for execution. Lord Heinz heard about it and went to negotiate. We should be able to get the confused little jellyfish back in a while."
"Factory?" Lu Hang caught a strange word.
"Huh? You didn't know?" The secretary looked a little surprised, but soon relieved. "That's right. The nobles you hang out with don't care about this at all. No one must have told you."
Lu Hang raised his glass towards him and smiled, "I'd like to hear more about it."
This was not a big secret, and the secretary had nothing to do anyway, so he told him, "The Colosseum is actually just an additional entertainment facility. Right outside it, where you can't see it, there is a huge military factory. It produces thousands of weapons every day, all of which are sent to the front line to fight the revolutionary army."
"However, such a large factory cannot be operated by robots alone. After all, mechanical operation will have bugs, and some small loading tasks are more efficient and cheaper to be done by humans."
The secretary took a sip of juice and smiled meaningfully: "When I say cheap, I mean the labor is free."
Lu Hang frowned: "They don't pay wages?"
"Of course not," the secretary said matter-of-factly. "The workers are either captured revolutionary soldiers or disobedient civilians. They are locked up, working day and night, without food or water. If they die, they are rolled up in straw mats and thrown into the incinerator to be burned."
"Oh, they also deal with spies," the secretary recalled. "Several of our people have disappeared. They may have turned into ashes. One of them even borrowed my sunglasses and didn't return them. As a result, when I went on vacation to the beach, only 22 of my 24 eyes were covered. The remaining two were sunburned."
As he spoke, he touched his chest uncomfortably. Apparently, there were two sun-damaged eyes underneath the suits.
For some reason, when Lu Hang heard these descriptions, a vague picture unconsciously emerged in his mind.
Factories... beds... dirty water...
Rats... rot... dead people's shoes filling the shower...
Also, there were spiders crawling all over the wall... I was so hungry that I just grabbed them and stuffed them into my mouth...
In addition to the fragmentary images, there was also a faint, very unpleasant smell at the tip of my nose, like the smell of a severed hand from the bed next door that had been rotting in the gutter for a whole summer.
Lu Hang's breathing and heartbeat became abnormal.
He quickly shook his head, getting rid of those thoughts, and attributed all the foul and creepy feelings to the side effects of his declining mental stability.
The secretary glanced at Lu Hang and found that his eyes were severely dark blue, so he said casually: "You should pay attention to rest, conserve your energy, and prepare to escape."
Lu Hang was confused: "Escape?"
"Yes," the secretary turned his head and glanced at the news scrolling on the big screen, "At the current rate, the revolutionary army will attack us in less than two weeks. Do you think they will keep the Colosseum and the military factory by then?"
"Of course not."
"They will blow it up, destroy the bodies and all traces, and put an end to it all. Nothing will be left for Bai Ling."
"So, listen to my advice. You'd better find a way to get out as soon as possible. After all, there are no spies of ours in the Colosseum now. You are the last undercover agent, and no one can help you."
Lu Hang felt like a basin of cold water was poured over him from head to toe, and his hands and feet trembled unconsciously.
What... Blow up the Colosseum. Even if Bai Ling rushes over, he will only see a scorched earth... And those omegas will never let the remaining slaves get out alive! Something must be done to stop...
Lu Hang grabbed the secretary all of a sudden, scaring the secretary so much that the juice in her hand spilled.
"What are you doing!" the secretary was furious, and dangerous poisonous tentacles rose up behind him.
Lu Hang gritted his trembling teeth and said in a nervous tone:
"Give me weapons... or something else, anything will do... If you don't, I will reveal myself as a spy sent by Heinz to spy on the Duke, and drag all of you jellyfish into the water!"
The secretary looked on in shock, so surprised that big, blinking eyes popped out on his forehead, neck, and wrists.
24 eyes turned 180 degrees vigilantly at the same time. The secretary fiercely covered his mouth with his tentacles and dragged him aside. "I think you are crazy, Major General Lu!"
"Just tell me whether you will give it to me or not?" Lu Hang asked numbly.
The secretary angrily threw him aside, circled around him anxiously twice, and was finally forced to say, "I have to ask Master Heinz. You wait here. If you dare to talk nonsense, I will poison you to death right now."
Lu Hang, with his unshaven beard, leaned against the wall and chuckled twice with a forced smile. He casually stretched out his long legs and tripped a passing bionic man carrying wine, then he lay on the ground and took two sips of the wine.
I don’t know how long it took, but the secretary came back with a cold look on his face.
The secretary was obviously still unhappy and aggrieved about being threatened, and said in a hard tone: "You should thank Lord Heinz for his mercy. The well-educated and jelly-like Lord decided to forgive you for your offense against the jellyfish tribe."
Lu Hang raised his glass: "Praise the Jellyfish Cult."
secretary:"……"
"Here you go," the secretary said coldly, with a typical beta-like face of an elite man with glasses, and threw a small bottle of potion over. "Weapons cannot be brought in, only poison."
Lu Hang slowly got up, picked up the poison bottle, played with it in his palm for a while, and said nonchalantly: "How effective is this thing? Does it work? Don't give me expired stock."
"Inventory? Don't insult me with that word." The secretary coldly showed the stinging cells on his tentacles:
“This is what I just squeezed.”
Hearing this, Lu Hang turned the small brown glass bottle over. There is a note on the back:
[Ingredients: Box jellyfish toxin (energy 0, protein 6.2g, fat 0, carbohydrate 0)
Manufacturer: Box Jellyfish
Production date: 3 minutes ago
Instructions: Unscrew the bottle cap and eat immediately. One bottle can be used by 60 people. It is recommended to eat small amounts frequently.
Lu Hang: ...and it's marked as zero calories, it looks very healthy.
The box jellyfish is known as the king of toxins and is one of the most poisonous species on ancient Earth.
No wonder Heinz keeps his secretary here all day. With such a rare box jellyfish secretary, he would have a chance of winning even if he were besieged by the army.
When the scheduled time arrived, Lu Hang hid the poison in his boots and boarded the return spacecraft.
In the minute he watched the space station shrink, what he thought about was not that he had lost another chance to escape, but the scene of meeting Huo Yuan.
Will he come along too?
I think so.
Maybe he'll shoot himself twice.
Lu Hang secretly hoped that dying at the hands of Huo Yuan would be a worthy death.
Back at the Colosseum, he began to devise his plan.
He wanted to poison all of these nobles before they packed up and fled.
Thirteenth day to go.
The banquet was being held in the Colosseum as normal, and since the usual delicacies had already been eaten, Lu Hang suggested killing two lions. This suggestion was quickly passed with a high vote, and they ate heartily at the long table, their faces turning red.
Lu Hang counted the chairs one by one, No. 1, No. 2... No. 27, No. 31... No. 100, No. 110, No. 114...
The number of absentees is increasing. The names that disappear from the Colosseum seats will be updated synchronously on Commander Bai’s death list.
Ninth day countdown.
The situation is not good. Everyone became visibly anxious, asking for help from connections everywhere, trying to find out where was safer.
Bad news came one after another. When they learned that 70% of the territory had been occupied by the revolutionary army, they finally became crazy and said, "Think of a solution quickly!"
Sixth day to last.
The delicious food becomes tasteless, and the exciting performances become boring. The Duke got angry at Lu Hang and scolded him for leading the army ineffectively, which was unable to resist the attack of the Savoy Night Raid Group and was completely wiped out.
The third last day.
The nobles decided to evacuate all at once after three days, and then blow up the Colosseum and the nearby military-industrial concentration camp.
Last day.
The Duke suggested that we meet again before leaving.
Unlike what Lu Hang had imagined, everyone had a look of relief on their face, as if everything was finally over - in an hour, everyone in this room would escape with huge amounts of money.
They call this "starting a new life."
They would buy property in the Commonwealth, the Land of Cattle and Sheep, or the Land of Tuna, and act as if nothing had happened.
They will live with their beautiful wives and lovely children, find a decent job like a university professor or a lawyer, and become "well-born and well-educated" neighbors near their new homes.
What if the revolutionary army attacks us?
Throughout the dynasties, the ruling class has always been the fastest to flee when war breaks out. The only ones who can't escape are civilians who can't afford a private starship.
They drank loudly, ate meat with big mouthfuls, and talked excitedly about how their new lives would begin.
until--
"Bang!" The Duke of Devouring's body slid from the dining table to the chair, and then fell sideways from the chair to the ground.
A scream blew the roof off.
Lu Hang looked straight ahead, calmly drinking the lion's blood in the cup, waiting for the revolutionary army's artillery fire to arrive.
Six hours later, the entire Silver Diamond Star sounded the alarm.
The ground was shaking. Civilians who were unaware of the situation rushed to the basement with their children and drinking water. The moment they closed the door, an earth-shattering explosion was heard above their heads.
A curious child turned his head to take a look as his parents ran. His small black eyes were illuminated by the halo that was tearing the sky apart. He shouted happily:
"Mom! It's a meteor shower!"
His mother turned around and was horrified: "Silly boy! The planet's high-altitude particle defense network has been breached! - They have arrived."
"who are they?"
“They, they are…”
Before he could finish his sentence, the basement door had already closed. Grandma, who had entered earlier, turned on the quantum radio and changed channels eagerly, hoping to hear some news from the planet's central channel.
But that channel was soon invaded, and the original AI broadcast voice was replaced by a cold baritone.
"Good evening, residents of Silver Diamond."
When my mother recognized who it was, she opened her eyes wide and exclaimed "Ah", but my grandmother shushed her.
"I'm sorry to interrupt your dinner. But from today on, the bread on your table will be my responsibility."
Grandma said excitedly and with a bit of criticism of her younger generation, "This Commander Xiaobai, this is the first time I've seen someone describe invading a planet in such a refreshing and refined way... I like this style!"
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