Chapter 727 The former 'Blue Peacock Mask'
As night falls, the traffic continues.
If you have to work during the day to survive, then you can only be yourself at night. This is a common problem for modern urbanites.
In the quiet floating car, the lights are off, and only the colorful advertising license plates that keep passing by outside enter the car, reflecting the tired and closed face, colorful and changing.
The personal terminal in the hand lights up a small floating projection, and a line of small words slowly moves, showing the song name and other information.
The hazy music like bubble soda sounds in the headphones. This music that is neither exciting nor dull is like a massage with just the right strength, relieving the listener's stress, allowing him to slowly break away from the highly tense work state of the day and enter a relatively soft and relaxing environment.
The lyrics of Green Lemon, like the rhythm of the fingertips, make people gradually enter that distant and virtual world, as if sinking into the seabed where the water light sways, completely isolated from the outside troubles.
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The neon lights outside the car window were still on, and the figure inside the car had already leaned back in the chair and fell asleep. The personal terminal in his hand gradually slipped, revealing the name of the singer of the song.
['Qing Moli' Xiang Ke'er]
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After Tilan graduated and left the Central Star Region, Brilliant Star Alanna also started her life again. She received a lot of help, and her friends around her gradually returned. The past time of publicity seemed to be forgotten, until one day, a well-dressed man came to her.
"I was entrusted by the singer Miss 'Qing Moli' Xiang Ke'er to discuss some cooperation matters with Miss Alanna."
Alanna was quite surprised by this sudden visitor, but she was no longer the young and impulsive girl in the past. After getting to know singers such as Heshia and Elukelu, she gradually understood the special identity and powerful power of such people.
"What do you want to talk to me about?" She had a vague guess.
"Do you still remember the past of the 'Z' group?" The other party mentioned a name that Alanna missed a little.
"Well..." Alanna hesitated for a moment. After all, she no longer organized any special groups.
"I know you have doubts and vigilance, but I am here on behalf of Lady 'Qing Moli' Xiang Ke'er. I am not here to accuse or threaten you, but I am here with great goodwill and hope to cooperate with you."
"But..." Alanna knew that what happened back then had entered the field of vision of the Tribunal. If it were not for the guarantee of the two singers, she would have been imprisoned long ago.
"Regarding the ban of the Tribunal, we have applied for the lifting of it for you. Please take a look." As he said this, the man showed an electronic notice with the Tribunal's exclusive key imprint below, which could be verified online.
At this time, Lady Eluklu was far away in the northern star region, and Heshia had not replied to her messages online for a long time. It was said that she was in seclusion. In this case, she really had no better reason to refuse.
"I understand." Alanna knew that she could not escape, and I am afraid that the friends around her were also unable to escape.
Sure enough, not long after, those people from that year gathered again, and even a few unfamiliar faces appeared. Afterwards, 'Qing Moli' Xiang Ke'er warmly received her. Just as the man said, Xiang Ke'er was very friendly and enthusiastic to her, and did not deliberately make things difficult for her, nor did she overly inquire into her privacy. Perhaps for those big shots, everything about her was no longer a secret, and there was really no need to do these little tricks.
In the years that followed, Xiang Ke'er contacted many extraordinary factions and large companies in succession. With the efforts of a group of masters and research technicians, the previously immature 'connector' technology was quickly improved, and with the help of newly developed instruments, people without 'connector' qualifications could also gain similar abilities.
With the blessing of this technology and product, 'Qing Moli' Xiang Ke'er stood out among the singers in the Central Star Region, and defeated many predecessors and juniors in succession, entering the top five in popularity. Currently, she is in the first echelon after 'White Rose Harp' Ewen Qilin.
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"Have you ever used the instrument recommended by Xiang Ke'er? It is said to be similar to the Aijika immersion cabin, but a simplified version. It can only sense some partners with the same frequency, and can also make friends through it. It is very magical." Occasionally, people on the Internet discuss this new product.
"I have used it. It is really an extremely fresh and different experience. This may be the way people communicate in the future. It is simply revolutionary."
"It is a completely different new technology, but it has just been released not long ago, and not many people know about it."
"Is it really as amazing as it is said?"
"It can't be another advertisement."
"With the official endorsement of the song girl, it shouldn't be that bad."
Some people are skeptical, but some rich people or those who like new things on the Internet have already started to buy and experience it.
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In the Aijika network space, a square blue box floats in the unknown void. Its shape keeps shrinking and changing, and then becomes a cube again.
Inside, there are seven seats at the black round table, but now only six of the seven seats are occupied.
The grayish-white square rock was simple and unadorned, like the muddy stone on the roadside. At this moment, this large square rock sat in the middle seat, and a human face vaguely appeared on it.
"It's been a long time since I saw you all." His heavy virtual image turned in this special space, his eyes swept across, and finally stopped at the vacant seat.
"I have to tell you a very unfortunate news. 'Blue Peacock Mask' has left us forever. I will find a new candidate to replace her vacant position."
The other five people present had some subtle changes in expression and movements at this moment, but they did not speak.
The 'Old Skeleton' holding a bone staff sat at the table, motionless as if in meditation. The 'Long-Handed Monkey' who used to be impetuous and jumpy is now a little decadent, and his fingers are bored and stroking the armrest.
On the other side, the purple plaid 'toy bear' has now been replaced by a brown 'teddy bear', and the previously fierce 'red scimitar' has now become a serious 'silver cross sword'. Only the silver mechanical doll sitting at the end is still quietly turning the gears, with a pale blue metallic reflection on the surface.
"Over the years, the 'Seven Sages Council' has been led by the 'Blue Peacock Mask'. She has done a lot of things on my behalf, and she has made a lot of sacrifices. In fact, we are friends who have known each other for a long time." Although it is just a virtual image, Hui Fangyan also reveals some nostalgia and sadness. Perhaps he and the other party do have a long-term emotional connection.
"However, the dead are gone, and we still have to move on. I believe everyone realizes that the Federation is now at a crossroads of rapid change. The stagnant situation in the past is evolving rapidly, and our organization is also facing important choices."
"Here, I must mention the original intention of establishing the 'Council of Seven Sages', which is to rely on 'technology' to change the ecology of the entire civilization and to create a pure space for those idealists."
"We will continue to pursue 'advanced' technology, and use this 'advanced' technology to arm ourselves and guide the entire society towards our ideal goals."
After saying this, he paused, as if he was recalling or preparing something.
"To achieve this goal, I have gone through many things. Over the long years, I have encountered countless setbacks, the departure of friends, separation, and even betrayal."
"I was sad for a long time because of these things, and I was also very depressed. Fortunately, I finally came out and realized my previous ideals again. I established this organization with a group of like-minded people."
"I am sure that this is the common ideal of mine and everyone. It is a goal worth spending a lifetime to achieve. Even if I leave this world one day, I hope that one of you will inherit these ideas and continue to move forward."
"Now that I have explained the goal, let me start to talk about the goal that I have sorted out and negotiated with everyone."
"First of all, our organization will no longer be as loose as in the past, because this is a dangerous era, an era of ever-changing opportunities, and the lax attitude of the past cannot continue."
"Various strict frameworks will be gradually established in the future, the rules and division of authority will become clearer and clearer, and the efficiency of execution will also be gradually improved."
"Secondly, our tentacles will no longer be limited to the Internet and the indirect interference and control of the past, but we will establish bases, research institutes, and defense forces that belong to us completely and exist in reality. Of course, these organizational structures will be separated to a certain extent and will not easily expose the existence of the organization."
"Then, we will establish a new talent recruitment and training system. In this rapidly changing era, relying on mercenaries and casual geek companions can no longer meet the ever-expanding needs."
"Finally, we will make the most of the organization's intelligence and resources, expand rapidly, obtain a large number of personnel assets, and expand our reach both online and offline, rather than shrinking and concealing as the main goal in the past."
"These decisions are very different from the past. Perhaps it is difficult for everyone to accept them for a while, but I want to tell you that continuing with the past strategies will only make us gradually abandoned and eliminated by the times. The current situation in the federation requires us to adapt to the times and become stronger quickly."
"The main goal has been explained. Now I will assign tasks. First, adjust the organizational framework to make it tight and clear in authority. This task will be handed over to 'Old Skeleton' to execute."
The sound of bones creaking sounded, and 'Old Skeleton' broke away from the static state, bowed his head and clasped his hands towards Hui Fangyan, expressing his response.
"Secondly, the construction of the real base and defense force will be entrusted to 'Silver Cross Sword'. You are a person worthy of trust."
"I understand." A steady male voice sounded from the silver sword blade inserted into the seat.
"Then, the recruitment and training of newcomers will be troubled by 'Silver Blue Work'." Hui Fangyan looked at the precision mechanical puppet beside him.
"Yes." The mechanically synthesized female voice answered, and a light blue light also flowed in the eye sockets of the mechanical puppet.
"Finally, the rapid expansion of the peripheral organization and the funding issues will be entrusted to 'Teddy Bear' and 'Long-Handed Monkey'."
"Leave it to me, you can rest assured." 'Teddy Bear' held a cigar in the corner of his mouth, emitting a light smoke.
"It's still the same old tasks. Okay, I'll do it. Gray old man, you're still so boring." 'Long-handed monkey' touched his neck and complained.
Seeing that everyone present had no problem, Hui Fangyan's flat face showed a kind smile.
"I have said everything I should say. Let's work hard together in the future."
After that, in this secret space, the outlines of figures disappeared one by one, and finally only Hui Fangyan was left alone in this quiet space.
After everyone left, he did not rush to log off or leave, but continued to sit in that position, looking at the table, his eyes seemed to be stagnant.
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I don't know how long it took before he woke up again, raised his eyes, and looked at the empty seat next to him.
"You left too, Idlia..." Perhaps only he knew that the relationship between the two was complicated, entangled and heavy.
When he was young, the beautiful elf on the TV screen, singing in a blue star gauze dress, was the object of his dream.
I still remember that the first time they met was in an alley in a city.
He walked through the passage under the street in a panic, avoiding the mercenaries from the agency who were chasing him that day. His body was covered with stains and scratches, and his hair was messy and in a mess.
After finding a rented house that was temporarily unoccupied, he used the hacking program he made to quickly open the door, went in to take a shower, removed the smell on his body, and then changed into a set of old clothes of the original owner of the rented house. After that, he threw the discarded clothes into the trash can and left quickly.
As long as he walked out of this alley, he could find a suitable means of transportation and then quickly transfer. After that, he must take the express train in the city and enter the safe and prosperous area, where the mercenaries in the gray area dare not mess around, so he has time to breathe and find a way to get rid of it.
While jogging, he quickly thought about the problems he was facing now.
Since the gradual establishment of the Aijieka network, the organization he and his companions had formed had faced an unprecedented crisis. One by one, the familiar IDs gradually turned gray and dimmed forever, and he was not immune. Because of the huge interests involved, he was hunted down and searched by some professional agency members.
Just as he was watching the alley getting closer and closer, and outside was a crowded street, two men in black suddenly walked out from the corner and put their hands on his shoulders. The force from their knuckles made his bones ache, and he was frightened and nervous.
He just opened his mouth and before he could shout, he was covered by a special black glove. This special glove had a muffler function, and the voice that was about to shout immediately became extremely muffled, and even he couldn't hear it clearly.
Then a slap on the back of his head made his brain dizzy instantly, and he almost fell to his knees and fainted. Fortunately, he had been entrenched in the Aijika network for a long time, and his mental toughness was far beyond that of ordinary people, so he didn't fall down immediately.
However, no matter how hard he struggled at this time, it became useless. The two hands suppressed him like iron clamps, and then a dose of cold medicine was injected from his neck. He suddenly became fuzzy and his vision gradually fell.
It was obviously less than ten meters away.
His head fell to the ground with his body. He looked at the exit not far away with the only vision he had. Sad remorse, regret and unwillingness spread like cold stone, making his heart sink into darkness step by step.
At that time, it was a scene he would never forget in his life. Just when he thought everything was over and he would become a certain ID that disappeared on the Internet like his former companions, the toes of black leather shoes appeared in front of him.
The sound of knocking on the floor was so beautiful and light, and the slender legs were so beautiful.
After that, his eyes were completely dark. When he woke up again, it was several hours later.
He was still leaning against the exit of the road, but this time no one forced him to stay. Only a blonde and slender elf girl stood in front of him. The other party wore a large white summer hat, as if she had just returned from vacation.
"La la la, Mr. Cube is awake." The other party joked in a nightingale-like voice, and then waved her hand. Two tall followers came out from nowhere and helped him stand up.
"It's not polite to keep looking down at a girl's legs. You should introduce yourself. I've been looking for you for a long time." The other person put his hands slightly behind his back and looked at the young man with wounds on his face.
"My name is..." He reluctantly said his real name, and that name has never been used since then. Perhaps only the other person still calls him by this name.
"Thank you for saving me. Can you tell me your name?" The young man asked in a restrained manner, not daring to look at the beautiful blue peacock-like girl in front of him.
"As for me, I can't tell you my real name yet, but if you insist, I'll call you Blue Peacock Mask."
"The masked man who fights for justice, the chivalrous man in the legend, isn't he handsome." The other party was lively, gesturing with his hands and turning around in a circle.
"Okay, Blue Peacock Mask."
He murmured the name until time flew by and a hundred years passed in a hurry.
(End of this chapter)
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