Whenever the vast and boundless universe slowly unfolds before human beings, it always makes people feel awe.
It is life's respect for its creator, and the fear of the insignificant for the unknown.
But at the same time, it also makes people yearn for it.
That kind of breadth and breadth seems to be able to accommodate everything and makes people feel heroic.
That feeling was nothing but shock.
In the morning, on Apuda's civilian spacecraft.
Ye Feng, who was on his first interstellar journey, withdrew his curious gaze from the window and continued to read.
There are quite a few books on the small floating table in front of me, some open and some closed.
He is frantically inputting the knowledge of this world and quickly building a knowledge system that belongs to this place.
Apuda has always had a good reputation, with affordable fares, spacious cabins and thoughtful service, so there are many passengers on the ship, including many real people.
After all, when traveling long distances across planets, some people are afraid of the trouble of not being able to complete tasks within the maximum period, so most of them will choose to travel in person and then connect with the robot when the opportunity is right.
The aisle is not wide, and there are always people passing by. Occasionally, someone would glance at Ye Feng and secretly praise him, saying that he is such a quiet and beautiful boy.
Ye Feng had no time to pay attention to anything else. He looked at the time on the terminal and took out a bottle of mental recovery potion and drank it.
He drank a bottle every hour and then closed his eyes and practiced breathing for half an hour.
The two found that this rhythm was most conducive to Long Sa's recovery of his mental strength.
The two were concentrating on practicing when suddenly a rapid and shrill alarm sounded in the cabin.
Then the crowd began to panic and become agitated.
The "buzzing" sound came like wave after wave, each wave higher than the last, like a exploded fish pond.
Some news spread rapidly from front to back, surging among the crowd.
The crowd was in a panic and tried desperately to squeeze towards the exit, forming a crowd. Many people were swept and pushed to the ground.
Something happened!
Ye Feng had just stood up when he heard a shrill female voice, both crying and shouting, coming from not far from the door: "Xiao Lang! Xiao Lang! Don't step on——!"
Amidst the noise and chaos, there were intermittent helpless "whimpering" sounds, so weak that they seemed like they could disappear at any time.
But the people behind just stretched their necks and rushed forward, as if only there was hope of survival.
Ye Feng touched the ground with his toes, and with the help of his combat boots, he flipped neatly into the air, released his mental power, and carefully identified the sound.
The sound began to become clearer and clearer.
He heard the child crying in fear for his mother, the suppressed screams of struggle, and the sobs that escaped his throat.
Weak and desperate.
He could even hear the sound of tears flowing down his nose and dripping onto the ground.
Ye Feng twisted his body and landed precisely above the crowded crowd.
The mental power was released, generating energy waves that forced the crowd back and forcibly separated a circular area, revealing the people stacked like a pyramid below.
Half of a person's head was exposed at the waist, and his panicked gaze just happened to meet Ye Feng in mid-air.
After a while, his face turned blue and purple.
Ye Feng fell down, his hands moving non-stop, picking up layers of people and putting them aside like unpacking a package.
"Xiao Lang! Mom is here--" the woman cried with joy.
The sound was like pressing a button, and the crowd that had been stagnant for a moment began to flow madly again.
The person who had fallen to the ground in a mess was instantly awakened, and tried to get up in a daze as if he had survived a disaster.
Ye Feng picked up the boy and held him in his arms.
He leaped up again, going against the flow of people, squeezed next to the woman, and pulled them both onto a nearby suspended chair.
"Don't follow the crowd, hide under a chair first, you will be fine!"
The woman hugged the child tightly and nodded obediently.
Suddenly, the holographic display screens around the cabin switched to the same picture at the same time.
In the picture, a man is strolling leisurely, his figure hidden under a black cloak, only appearing to be very tall.
The black half-face mask was inlaid with delicate golden cloud patterns, which made the pair of pale grey eyes look evil, wild, cold and lonely, as if there was nothing in them.
The corners of his mouth curved up, and he spoke lazily, "Sorry to bother you all. I just wanted to rob you on a whim."
After lightly throwing a bomb into the crowd, the man stopped talking and just admired everyone's reaction.
Everyone did not disappoint his expectations.
The entire hall was in turmoil like a pot of porridge. Some of the brave ones even started to cry, and the crowd became more and more panicked.
The man just watched.
The more anxious and panicked those people were, the happier he was.
"How did I run into this person?"
"Why, do you know each other?"
Ye Feng was a little surprised. Long Sa rarely showed any emotion when mentioning anyone. This was the first time he had a slightly different tone.
"Um."
"who?"
"Yan Xiao."
"Yan Xiao?!"
This name is very recognizable. Ye Feng suddenly remembered the Star Network news he had casually browsed before and said in surprise:
"Is he the leader of the assassination organization known for its ruthlessness and efficiency? He's also the son of a government official whose bloodthirsty brutality nearly drove his congressman father to death?"
"Yes, that's the leader of the Charm Blood Organization. He's moody, violent, and has a perverse penchant for torturing others.
“Moreover, he is the best at understanding people’s hearts and playing with human nature.
"In short, his reputation is very bad. No one wants to deal with him. Unless necessary, they would rather avoid him than provoke him."
Ye Feng stared at the screen and asked in his mind: "Is he in the control room?"
As soon as Long Sa heard it, he knew what this person wanted to do and felt a headache.
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