Please Have a Cup of Green Tea

This planet called Sora, the sky is always gray, there is no obvious difference between day and night, and the biological clocks of the people living here are quite chaotic.

Most of the stores are open 24 hours a day, but fortunately there is Interstellar Daily. Whenever it is updated, it is a new day for the people of Sora.

From the blue-haired girl's mouth, Bi Ming also learned what she meant by "Mars Day" just now.

Twi's Day, which was actually the "Tuesday" in the ancient Blue Star era, was the day when the other party paid wages.

After drinking ice wine, the girl with dreadlocks in smoky makeup asked the bar manager to take time off and set off to her rented place with her new acquaintance.

In order to hide from the public, she also specially picked a "shortcut" - the back kitchen door of the bar.

When passing by the kitchen, Noah waved to the fat uncle wearing a chef's uniform, and walked out two pieces of dry bread and two cans of green-packaged drinks under the eyes of the other party.

Bi Ming hugged the can of drink that the girl threw into her arms, and gave her a surprised look: "This..."

"Today's dinner," Noya curled the corners of her mouth, "don't worry, it's all left over from the back kitchen, and it can be considered as the welfare of the bar's employees."

"No, this bread..." Bi Ming hesitated, "it seems to be moldy."

The blue-haired girl looked down and saw dark green spots on the tan crust, she couldn't help baring her teeth: "Hey... this must be left over from the past two days, and the uncle cheated on me again... Forget it, take it back and tear it up. You can still eat it with mildew spots removed.”

While the two were talking, they strode down the alley and walked very fast.

They passed a lot of men and women who were humming and fighting in the alley in broad daylight, and the scale was astonishingly large.

"Huh..." As the "unmanned" eldest lady, the blond girl's face was flushed, "Why don't these people open a hotel?"

Noah didn't understand what Bi Ming was saying at first, because these scenes were already commonplace to the people on this planet.

Like these ordinary low-level prostitutes and male prostitutes, they are all people who are so poor that they are about to die, and the "skin and flesh business" has become accustomed to everyone's eyes.

Sora Star has no social welfare and security, and the ruler never pays attention to how many worms die, so courtesy and integrity are not important to them at all.

So when Noah found the eldest lady with a blushing face and her eyes not knowing where to look, she raised her eyebrows in surprise: "Aren't you shy?"

"No... No, I just think the streets are very unclean and easy to get sick." Bi Ming cleared her throat. As an old driver, she was very calm in her heart, but she was just condescending.

Noah really believed it, staring at Bi Ming's beautiful rose-red face, she couldn't help sighing: "Oh, I said... What kind of family can raise you such a naive young lady?"

"what?"

"People who can afford a hotel or hotel will never choose these street prostitutes..." Although helpless, the blue-haired girl explained patiently, "Because if there is a need, the hotel will provide AI bed companions, these Humans simply can't **** those clean, playful and obedient robots."

Playful and obedient? A man with short silver hair and a mask appeared in Bi Ming's mind, and then he coughed a little embarrassingly: "Then—then you don't even have a tent when you do this, right?"

Noah patted her shoulder: "Do you know how much those guys we saw just now cost?"

The lady frowned and shook her head.

"Playing for three hours, the price is the cheapest nutrient solution, or a piece of moldy dry bread like this one in my hand." Noya twitched his lips, "Is it cheap enough?"

Bi Ming looked at the piece of bread with green spots, and pursed her lips: "Yeah."

After a while, Noya led her to a metal cabin with railings on the street. As soon as the two stood on it, the machine made an overwhelmed sound, but it still stably lifted the two and sent them to the air. Pedestrian bridge conveyor belt.

In the air, Bi Ming can better overlook the surrounding scenery.

But to her disappointment, the street was still dirty and smelly, and the visibility of the air was low, but there was a long glass passage with a silver-blue halo in the distance, which looked extraordinarily beautiful, but the style of the painting was a bit abrupt.

"What is that?" Bi Ming asked curiously.

Noah glanced in the direction she pointed, and then frowned in disgust: "Heh... the transportation track dedicated to the Tarian family."

Bi Ming looked at her hesitantly.

"The Tarian family is the current controller of the Sora star, um... that passage is exclusively for their family's power users to pass through."

"For power users?"

"In the eyes of those people, we untouchables don't deserve to breathe the same air as them." Noya broke off a two-color bubble gum and handed it to Bi Ming, "The passage is surrounded by air-purifying filters, and there are also air-purifying filters. The countless food and entertainment facilities shipped from other planets are exclusively for the power user soldiers stationed on the planet Sora."

Bi Ming frowned: "It's too much."

Noah laughed, with a bit of sarcasm: "No, Testai... The world is so unfair, some people are born extraordinary, some people are born humble, the privilege of superpowers has lasted for tens of thousands of years, fleeing from human beings At the moment of the mother planet, we ordinary people are destined to be ruled by them..."

Bi Ming didn't know if this was the truth or sarcasm of the other party.

"Speaking of which, you have to be extra careful about one thing." Noya seemed to have thought of something, and her face changed, "Those superpowers will come to every block regularly to 'collect taxes', don't go outside when they come, Just stay in the house and don't let them see your face."

Bi Ming: "...what will they do?"

The blue-haired girl took her shoulders and reminded her in a very serious ear: "I know you just came here from another planet, and I don't know how disgusting the power users on our side are... Everything you can imagine. They can all do it."

"Is it okay to kill?"

"Hehe," Noah sneered, "more than killing people? In their eyes, everyone here is a pig in captivity, livestock, what do you think they would do to livestock? But Testai, where you were originally It's also a family of superpowers, right?"

Bi Ming bit her lips nervously: "I... don't count... I have ordinary people in my family."

The Egbert family is about 64 to 60 percent of ordinary people and power users, which is in line with the overall proportion of the interstellar society.

But Noah obviously took this sentence as a girl's self-deception. She has seen too many "rubbish" from the family of superpowers like Bi Ming, who were silently discarded by the family, and they always hold the delusion of nothingness Comfort yourself, the family will take them back one day.

"Forget it, don't mention this," the blue-haired girl took Bi Ming's arm and decided to stop provoking the poor girl, "Returning to the original topic, the notorious family of Tarian is now in the power user alliance. The most extreme and powerful force, you should know this, there are thirty-two S-rank sentinels in their family alone, and they control different galaxies."

Bi Ming pinched a cold sweat, no, why are there so many S-classes now? In the federal era, in order to gather Phoenix and the others, the government used all its energy, and now there are so many senior sentries in one family, which is too unreasonable.

"I-I haven't heard of it before... Are the people of this Tarion family strong? Why are so many S-class sentries under its command?"

"Because Tarian is one of the top ten existing Blue Star families, with a heritage of tens of thousands of years." Noya pressed the landing button of the pedestrian passage and took Bi Ming into the underground passage, "They were originally An An An affiliate of the Dresser family, it's impossible for you not to have heard of Andresai, right?

Bi Ming's eyes blinked quickly, and Christian's self-introduction not long ago appeared in his mind, which seemed to have this surname in it.

"I know that the Ark belongs to the Andresay family, right?"

"Yes, Andresai once led the surviving humans out of the Blue Star, and was also a pioneer in exploring the universe outside the Milky Way. As rulers, they did not kill. They said before that they would introduce laws to restrict power users, but they were caught The affiliated family Tarian betrayed, and now his vitality is severely damaged, and even the ark has been taken away by Tarian."

Bi Ming: "It's so miserable?" Christian's ancestors were in a bad situation. How did they build an empire?

Noah has some doubts in her heart: the eldest lady in front of her has never heard any news, she seems to be isolated from the world, shouldn't she be locked up at her house all the time?

However, she thought about it, it is normal for those superpowers who are high above the world to do this to their incompetent descendants.

The two continued to walk in the dark underground passage until they stopped in front of a narrow circular iron door.

"It's here." The blue-haired girl pressed her finger on the iron door, and the biometric information was automatically recognized. Soon, the red-painted "B15" door slowly opened, revealing a long and narrow passage.

Bi Ming smelled an irritating strange smell and couldn't help covering her nose: "This... what is it?"

"It's disinfectant water. The air quality of Sora Star is very bad. Irregular spraying of disinfectant water will make you get sick." Noya pulled the person inside, and then entered the elevator-like equipment, "Stand firmly, we're going up. "

…

Soon after, Bi Ming, who was sitting in Noah's house and looking around, saw a lot of green plants that are very rare on this planet. Music posters were posted on the walls, which were carefully arranged. There were also some experimental tools on the table. —

"Let's eat, the moldy parts are cut off, and some jam is applied. It's my last stock." The blue-haired girl put the plate with dry bread in front of Bi Ming, and picked up a beaker for her Pour the drink into it, "There is only one room here, I can give you a whole iron frame bed, just deal with it for one night, and I will take you to find a job tomorrow."

Bi Ming held the chemical glass beaker and smiled at Noah: "Thank you very much, but... Can I ask why you are so kind to me?"

No relatives and no reason, but she can help her to this step, and the other party does not look like the Virgin.

The blue-haired girl sat beside Bi Ming, and her makeup-removed face looked clean and beautiful: "There's no reason, if you have to ask, it's that you look good, I like it."

Bi Ming glanced at her awkwardly: "I... I'm heterosexual, sorry."

Noah turned her head, looked at the timid and lovely eldest lady, and couldn't help but hummed: "Hey, what are you thinking, I didn't mean that!"

The blonde girl's face turned red with a "bang", her golden brown eyelashes drooped down, and she blinked in a panic: "I'm sorry!"

"Tstedi, don't think too much," Noah rubbed her head, smiling unabated, "I just like you, that's all."

At this moment, the alarm clock on the wall ticked.

"Oh, it's so late, let's go to bed quickly." Noya looked at the wall clock, frowned, swallowed the food on her plate in three or two mouthfuls, and then urged Bi Ming, "I have to get up early tomorrow, eh?"

"it is good."

On the first night in the past, Bi Ming slept soundly, but when she woke up, the little pigeon she had kept as a guard told her—

Last night, Noah went out for a few hours.

Half a month later, Sora star.

Under the huge glass cover is a beautifully decorated building, and a streamlined private hovership is parked at the door.

Soon, a long ladder stretched out from the airship's exit, covered with a soft red carpet.

A slender, bluish-black middle-aged man in fancy clothes walked out from the inside, with lustful eyes, followed by two **** AI beauties, walking towards the interior of the building.

The greeter who has been waiting at the door for a long time is the governor of Sola, who usually treats his subordinate soldiers with extreme contempt, but at this moment he has become extremely attentive: "Lord Tax Officer, welcome to Sola! Come, come, I have already done it for you. I've prepared a dust-cleaning feast, please..."

The middle-aged man called the tax officer snorted coldly: "Don't do this, if you, Sora, don't pay the tax this year, you know the consequences, right?"

The Governor made a haha: "Why can't we pay them all? Our soldiers haven't finished collecting them in the past few days. Please wait another day or two."

The tax officer naturally knows that the other party is among the poor junk stars. It is not an easy task to search for oil and water: "Let's not talk about this, recently, an order has been issued in the family, asking to find someone."

"Find someone?"

"There is a big man who wants to find a woman he can't forget, you understand?"

The current governor of Sora Star was stunned for a moment, he did not expect that the "big man" in the tax officer's mouth would still lack women: "Sir, there is no beauty in this, this poor place, the beautiful ones have long been sent to the AI ​​transformation field. already."

The tax officer hugged an AI robot beauty behind him: "You mean this?"

Governor Nane nodded.

"What I asked you to find is not an ordinary consumable." The tax officer's fingers pinched the AI's soft neck. As a power user, he only exerted a little force, and the head was twisted. Hundred and eighty degrees, it fell to the ground with a clatter, "There are as many things as you want, the person you're looking for is very special—"

On the ground, the AI ​​beauty whose head had been twisted off her head was still open, with an obedient smile on her face.

"Clean up." The Governor ordered the waiter next to him, and then caught up with the tax officer who was walking in front. "Sir, can you give me some tips?"

"Blonde hair, blue eyes, and a legendary beauty." The tax officer's eyes were a little dazed, as if he was remembering something, "The big man is still looking for someone near the Sora star now, you send more soldiers to help, it's best to stay on the side. While collecting taxes, you can check, if you find someone, you will gain the favor of a top-level power user... Is this deal worth it?"

After hearing this, the Governor couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions: "That lord... is he really so favored?"

"The family has tested his ability, and five S-rank sentinels can't last for half a minute under his hands. It can be said that he is the most powerful power user in tens of thousands of years."

"What? Five S-levels can't beat-" The governor's feet are going to soften. In this world where power users respect their level and strength, S-level is already the pinnacle they can imagine, and above this The ... par excellence.

"Including us, several major families are at all costs to win over the strongest sentinel in history, and the other party has only one request - to help him find his partner." The tax officer said impatiently, "So, hurry up Look, the lord said that it should be in Sora, you'd better seize this opportunity to soar."

There is no need to rush now, the Governor himself is also anxious.

He decided to add an instruction to find someone for the soldiers who went to different neighborhoods to collect their taxes.

However, before that, something big happened to Sora.

…

"This year's tax rate has increased by 20% compared with previous years. Is this forcing us to die?"

"Andri and Mani's shops were closed by power users because they couldn't pay taxes... Damn—"

"Those bastards, it's a big deal for me to quit, and fight them with this cheap life!"

"Come on, what about your wife and daughter? Being transformed into crawling around, I don't think you have a place to cry!"

In an underground restaurant, there were men and women gathered together, spittle splashing everywhere when they spoke.

Bi Ming was silently wiping the wine bottle at the checkout counter of the restaurant, watching his eyes, nose, nose and heart, without saying a word.

In the past half month, with the help of Noah, she found a job in a restaurant - in essence, this was originally the job of an AI robot, but Noya and the restaurant owner were acquaintances. Let her share part of the robot's work.

The daily income is about 18 credits, which can buy a piece of dry bread.

This was probably the poorest moment in Bi Ming's experience, especially when she was eating dry bread every day. She had never experienced hardship and could only think of a way to go back, while secretly trying to use the communicator to connect to the signal here, trying to Get in touch with acquaintances.

Although she ate less, it was fortunate that there was Noah, who occasionally brought some biscuits or meat from the bar, and even though she shared the rent with Bi Ming, she never talked about the rent.

Overall a nice guy, despite a bit of a cryptic demeanor.

Bi Ming let the pigeons follow Noah, who always left in the middle of the night. After finding out that the other party was just going to join a small group called "Citizens' Mutual Aid Society" to comfort those poor people who were mutilated or transformed by power users, they canceled it. Dove surveillance.

This kind girl with a cold heart...is still trustworthy.

Moreover, she will help Bi Ming with makeup, darken her skin, put on freckles, and even tie her blond hair into punk-style dreadlocks like hers, scaring the eldest lady to wave her hands again and again: "I'd better cut my hair."

"It's so beautiful, you can't bear it, I can't bear it." Noah couldn't get rid of the scissors, and finally decided to let her close it up and cover it with a hat.

And now, the eldest lady who has been blacked out a few shades doesn't look so eye-catching, as long as you don't take a closer look—

However, she is still welcomed by many customers because she looks very gentle and polite, and she is never impatient when serving dishes, which is much cuter than a cold robot.

The people of Sora Star do not have the opportunity to receive basic education, and the upbringing and demeanor of the eldest lady make her seem to have a unique charm. For example, many people do not know why she even lifts the cup, nods and smiles nice.

Because of her existence, the underground restaurant has attracted a lot of business, and the boss is planning to give her a salary increase, but when he received the notice of paying taxes, the smile on the face of the usually smiling boss disappeared.

"You stay inside first, don't come out." When the gendarmerie entered the restaurant, the boss instructed Bi Ming, and asked several AI robots to hide her in the middle.

Bi Ming felt an impending storm, and couldn't help but pursed her lips, obediently not uttering a word.

The little pigeon was nestled in her arms, and she didn't dare to fly around like usual.

Outside are sentinels with five sensitive senses, you can see it.

"I'm sorry for you, why don't you go back first?" She thought about it, and felt that she still had to send the pigeons back to avoid accidents later.

The little pigeon did not agree as before, it leaned on Bi Ming's side and stared at her nervously.

Bi Ming sighed and nodded its head: as long as this stupid pigeon could fly, she wouldn't be so embarrassed.

At the same time, outside the restaurant, the head of the military police who was counting the money suddenly frowned. He smelled a very slight, but very attractive fragrance.

"Is there a woman in it?" He suddenly stopped, staring straight at the door behind the boss leading to the back kitchen of the restaurant, "The waiter in your store?"

"No, no..." Before the boss could finish his words, he saw the cold gun in front of him resting on his head.

"Hey, your taxes aren't enough. Do you know the consequences of tax evasion? AI-renovated factories, human fuels, or... alien feedlots, do you want to choose one?" The military police looked coldly at the "little bug" in front of him. It's like looking at a piece of rotten meat.

"No no no..." The boss was already shaking like chaff, his stock was wet with fright, "I, I pay taxes, take this restaurant as collateral, please don't send me to those places—"

The head of the gendarmerie was an A-level sentinel. At this moment, he naturally smelled the stench of incontinence on the boss's body. He couldn't help frowning in disgust, and made a gesture to the soldier behind him.

"Bang!" The electromagnetic laser hit the boss in an instant, turning the smelly place into charred black.

"Ah ah ah-" The boss clutched his vitals, screaming and wailing on the ground.

"If it wasn't for you to send me the gift inside, I really didn't have the patience to chat with you for so long." The sentinel looked at the "bedbug" rolling under his feet, and said impatiently, "Hurry up and make way, or the next explosion will be yours. Brain!"

The boss, who was speechless in pain, looked at the electromagnetic gun aimed at his head, and did not dare to show a look of hatred. He could only control the restaurant robot to open the door tremblingly.

It is difficult for ordinary people to detect, but the sentinels are very sensitive, and the fragrance is transmitted from the inside.

The head of the military police was unbelievable at first, and then ecstatic: This... This seems to be the taste of a guide?

How could there be a precious guide in this ghost place? It looks like a wild little guy who can't even hide his breath.

In this era when the superpowers are respected, the number of sentries and guides is much larger than that of later generations, but the proportion is still unbalanced, especially the high-level guides, who are not only small in number, but also very picky. Jade food is provided in the central area. It is difficult for ordinary sentries to obtain a guide without military merit. When combined with heat, they can only rely on drugs and the hard top of the isolation cabin.

But now, this sentinel who had just been promoted to A-level found that he seemed to have a chance to get a little guide that was completely his own and did not need to be handed in, and the whole person was instantly excited.

He carefully screened back some doubtful subordinates behind him, and walked in slowly.

However, the next second, a sudden change occurred, a large bag of flour was thrown towards his head, and the sound of pots and pans ping-pong appeared in the air.

The sentry's vision was blocked, but his keen perception was fine. He took a few steps and grabbed the slender wrist—smooth, tender, and oily... eh? !

When he threw off the flour that was covering his eyes and took a closer look, he realized that he was actually holding a piece of marinated chicken thigh, and on the other side of the kitchen, the side window had been pushed open, and there was a corridor leading to the outside of the restaurant. .

"It's kind of interesting, I actually thought of running away in front of the sentinel." This A-level sentinel was originally impatient to come here to collect taxes. The spiritual beast - the gray hound has turned into a substance, and there is a low whimper of excitement in his throat.

On the other side, Bi Ming, who jumped out of the window and ran towards the door, was also speechless. She knew that it must be the smell of the gonads that exposed her. Although it was not in estrus, the sentinels were all dog noses and were very sensitive to the smell of pheromones.

Since there are power users in the neighborhood who collect taxes, she knows she has to find a way to hide her smell.

"It would be nice to have tape to block the smell." Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel annoyed, because at the celebration at that time, her backpack and all the emergency items prepared in it were not brought.

She didn't know the way very much at first, and at this time, she had run to the vicinity of Noya's house. She wanted to hide in and find a place such as a bathtub to soak herself in, but not far away, a familiar shout made her pause. stopped.

"Tesla, hurry, hurry," the blue-haired girl rushed over in a hurry, her eyes full of anxiety, "the tax is being collected everywhere now, you go back and hide immediately."

"They have already come to the restaurant... The boss was made by them... It seems that he is about to die," Bi Ming was staggered a few steps by the girl, "and then someone wanted to arrest me, and I ran away—"

"**!" Noya sprayed a dirty word, but not at Bi Ming, but at those jackals, "Come on!"

She took Bi Ming around and went back to the place where she lived, then dragged the bookshelf out, revealing a small square entrance below: "This is a hidden storage room, you hide in it, don't move, absolutely Don't come out."

"Wait, what about you?" Bi Ming tugged at her hand.

"Me? I'm not as good-looking as you are, it's alright." Noah blinked and pushed her down, "and they don't know we've met."

Bi Ming couldn't think of a better way in a short time, so he accepted this arrangement.

This storage room is not big, and it is full of books, video discs, old musical instruments and drums in various disorder, and it is covered with dust, as if no one has touched it for a long time.

However, the other corner is very clean. It is a desk with a few pots of plants, and a lot of chemical reagents, with formulas written on them... Bi Ming can't read the words, and doesn't plan to mess with the other party's things, just I thought to myself: Noah seems to have a lot of secrets.

There are no educational resources in this backward place, and she can actually do experiments by herself.

Because she was bored, she turned her eyes and saw another old photo on the wall—a family portrait.

The little blue-haired girl was flanked by two well-dressed men and women who looked like her parents, except that part of her face had been gouged out and replaced with an "X" sticker.

Bi Ming smelled the gossip.

She raised her hand and found that the photo could be lifted up, and there were very small characters written on the back, in another Chinese character, and it looked familiar.

After thinking for a moment, Bi Ming widened his eyes, as if this was the indigenous language he had seen in the primitive tribe.

She scanned it immediately, and the translator showed:

[Atlantean language, period of use: the last era of the Milky Way (unverifiable) - now. 】

At the same time, she also learned the meaning of that sentence—

"Why did you leave me, I hate you!"

Bi Ming took a shallow breath, and finally realized in her heart: No wonder Noah would take care of herself so much, it turned out to be the same disease.

The other party should not be the aborigines of Suoya, but the "waste" thrown here.

That's why I know how to write, how to decorate my home with plants, and how to do seemingly dangerous chemical experiments.

And Atlantis... Bi Ming's eyes suddenly lit up, and she finally thought of a way to go back:

Find temples and statues and ask the natives there to perform the ceremony again.

I don't know if it will work, but I have to try it.

Bi Ming took a deep breath, and just as he was about to smile, he heard a loud noise from the outside space—

"Bang", like the sound of a door flying out.

Her heart suddenly tightened, and she stuck a sticker on the top door of the storage room with a little worry, trying to find out what was going on outside.

"What are you doing by smashing my door? If you want to collect resident tax, I have already paid it!"

It was Noah who suppressed his anger.

"We understand that you have a stowaways hidden here, so hurry up and hand him over."

It was a man's sneering voice, and Bi Ming could hear it. It was the sentinel who was going to catch him in the restaurant.

She couldn't help rubbing the back of her neck, which was covered with a Band-Aid, and remembered the boss in the restaurant who was beaten up because of a disagreement... If they did something too bad to Noah...

"Stowaways? I don't have any of them here. If you're talking about the girl who borrowed from my house before, she left after she found a job, and I haven't seen her..." Noah was still lying calmly, but The next moment, the sentinel's hand moved slightly, and she slammed into the wall as if she had been hit hard.

When Bi Ming heard the sound of the collision, she knew that she could no longer hide, so she frantically wanted to open the door at the top, but found that the door was locked from the outside and could not be pushed at all.

"Is she an idiot?"

Taking a deep breath, Bi Ming immediately started hammering the door, shouting: "I'm here, let me out! Hey, is there anyone?"

However, it seemed that her voice was not heard at all outside.

This storage room was originally built for refuge. It was made of super soundproof material. Bi Ming could hear the sound from the radio hole at the door, but there was no way to find out the clues here.

At the door, the military policeman with arms crossed looked at the blue-haired girl whose lips were bleeding from the smash, and smiled cruelly: "If you don't hand her over today, you will be the one who suffers—"

In the eyes of these power users, ordinary women are nothing but fragile consumables.

And Noah must know the hidden warning of the other party's words. Soraxing has too many men and women who have been played badly over the years. Don't be afraid that's fake.

However, when I think that if I let go of my mouth, the one who suffers from these encounters will become innocent Tessei...

"I really don't know." The moment she said this, she raised her arm to aim at the sentinel, and threw the poisonous gas capsule hidden in her palm towards the other side in the sight of the other side.

This is the secret weapon she has been hiding. As long as one microgram can kill anyone who smells it, she is the only one in the room who takes the antidote.

Although doing so is equivalent to exposing herself, Noah has no choice.

However, after the purple poisonous mist dissipated, she suddenly felt like she was being grabbed by a hand twisting her neck: "Uh..."

The gendarmerie looked at the sly bug with a distorted expression: "How dare you do something to a power user? You son of a bitch, are you tired of living?"

Noya's thin body hangs in mid-air, her feet are struggling desperately, her fingers desperately trying to open the palm between her throat: "Why...why..." Why doesn't it work? !

The military police showed a wicked smile: "Do you really think your poison can deal with an A-level sentinel, pariah?"

The sentinels behind all sneered.

"Every time I collect taxes, I have to encounter these livestock that think they can resist the power user-"

"Boss, hurry up, I can't wait to see this ** transformed into a **!"

"I'm going to **** her to death and watch her howl like a dog..."

They even started discussing what to do with this bold woman who offended them.

Noah closed her eyes in despair and gritted her teeth, but she still didn't look at the bookshelf under the pressure of the power user.

The gendarmerie threw her to the ground and looked around with a cruel taste: "Let's just start here, it will be a waste of our time to bring it back to the factory. You all brought a toolbox, right?"

"No, I'm here... Hey!" Bi Ming's hammer was swollen, and his voice became hoarse, but he still couldn't attract the attention of the outside world.

When the sound of cloth being torn came from outside, the eldest lady only felt that her head was getting hotter and hotter, as if it was about to explode—

[Go to die, die, die, these scum! ! 】

Bang-!

In the air, invisible mental fluctuations exploded like a nuclear explosion centered on the storage room.

The military police pressing on Noah only felt that something in his head shattered, making him unable to move, and his gray hound also turned into pieces after another...

The death of a spirit beast means that its owner's spirit is completely broken.

This is... the spirit attack of the wizard!

The vast spiritual power swept through all the sentries like a tsunami, and everyone was sluggish in place, and the mental picture seemed to be polluted by something, turning into dead silence and desolation.

These sentries are already in a state of brain death.

And this disaster for the Sentinels has only just begun.

With Noah's home as the center, the soldiers who were collecting taxes in all the blocks seemed to have a premonition that something fearful was coming towards them, so they began to run wildly around.

But how can man fight against natural disasters?

On the continent of Sora, a nightmare that belongs to the Sentinel begins today.

Everything is out of control.

The blonde girl walked on the street unconsciously, her azure blue eyes staring blankly ahead, no matter how Noah shouted behind her, there was no response.

Her head hurts a lot, and her mental fluctuations are like a disordered turbulent flow, rampaging in a radius of a hundred miles, unscrupulously unleashing power on all sentries, destroying their mental barriers, and smashing their brains.

【Go to die—】

The remaining anger of the eldest lady left her with only this thought.

The power users who sensed that something was wrong threw away their taxes and everything they looted, trying to escape the hurricane like bereaved dogs.

Hundreds of troops already at the center of the hurricane were paralyzed.

The message was conveyed to the sky above the glass