Whistle Xiangzhi is Born Wrong [Interstellar]

Oswald felt a line of sight sticking tightly to his back, and turned his head to look at Caesar: "?"

His hair, which had been sparse and meticulous in the past, was in a mess at this moment, and there was still fine sweat on the tips of the drooping hair, soaking the corners of his eyes.

Caesar felt that he was being shocked, and there was never a moment like this, and he urgently felt that the five senses were too good to be a troublesome thing.

He looked away with his heart beating a little faster, just in time to find a communication request popping up on the personal terminal, and seeing that it was the name of an acquaintance, he immediately pressed the connection.

"Andre?"

Andre paused for two or three seconds. After confirming that it was Caesar himself who answered the phone, his voice became excited: "Boss, you, you, you... nothing happened, right?"

Caesar: "It's okay, what can I do... Yes, I'll be there tomorrow." He heard Andre's boiling voice, and remembered that he was at the opening ceremony, so he opened the light curtain and switched to the real-time live broadcast of the opening ceremony .

I don't know when it will start, but the contestants are already seated on the sidelines, and various standard performances will take turns.

Knowing that his boss arrived before the official competition, Andre was somewhat relieved. After hanging up the communication, he returned his attention to the opening ceremony. Wiping off the sweat on his face, he felt his throat was a little dry, so he casually took the drink handed over by the service robot, and took a big gulp. When the heat in his throat dissipated, he found that all the scattered spotlights around him were turned off. Leave the biggest overhead light on the main stage.

Under the light, a huge phantom of a lark emerged. Everyone took a closer look and saw a person sitting sideways on the back of the phantom. High and shaking with gentle ripples.

Graf didn't deliberately greet everyone, she just waved with a smile and sang to the sound of music.

The singing is tactful and hits people's hearts directly.

The music surrounding the audience was very loud. Everyone was so immersed in the atmosphere of the scene that no one noticed a slight buzz in the music. It spread into the world with the spiritual power that Graf tried his best to spread. In the minds of the 50 selected spectators at the scene, it was as if a tiny pebble was thrown into their calm spiritual waters. Although it was inconspicuous, it could stir up circles of ripples—the ripples spread, Little by little, unknown changes were activated.

Caesar and Oswald, who were far away on the honeymoon, knew nothing about it. Caesar's eyelids twitched slightly when the song sounded, but he didn't feel anything. The real-time live broadcast can only restore the sound and picture, there is no way He could not hear the humming sound when he transmitted his mental power. If he was at the opening ceremony, he would definitely find that this sound was the same as the sound of spiritual radiation he had heard a few times before.

At the end of the song, Graf, who was dripping with sweat on her forehead, was smiling like a flower. Her mental strength was almost exhausted, but she looked at the faces that flashed by at the scene, and finally her eyes fixed on someone standing upright on the sidelines. The smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

In the crowd, Andre shouted and cheered together with the people around him. He felt his heart surge, and his whole body seemed to be beaten with chicken blood. It wasn't until the opening ceremony was over and the venue was cleared that he realized that he had accidentally pinched the armrest on the seat. .

The robot in charge of clearing the arena looked at him with a flashing red light. He blushed and obediently paid the fine. When he came out, the excitement was still there. He thought that his recent training in Star Hunter was still effective. With a pinch, it's actually quite powerful.

He was humming, but he didn't realize that many of the 50 seats in the venue had been damaged to varying degrees.

And he didn't know that on the outside of his elbow joint, a very faint imprint was slowly revealed.

*****

Due to the strong signal interference in the dead zone, the spaceship couldn't make a direct transition near it, so Caesar and the others had to drive in cruise mode and head towards the time-light star at full speed.

The spaceship has been cleaned once, and the disordered pheromones and shocking spirits of the two have calmed down.

The best news is that after completing the complete spiritual binding, their respective abilities have been improved to varying degrees. The personal terminal shows that the ratings of Caesar and Oswald as sentries have risen to A-level. Quasi-S or even S-class will not be difficult.As for Nishizawa's ability to guide, he has improved even faster, jumping directly from the initial E-level to B-level, basically stepping into the queue of advanced guides with half a foot.

It has been ten years, and it has been too long since they last felt a qualitative change in their abilities. The "unmatched" restriction shackles on their heads were finally removed. Caesar breathed a sigh of relief, watching the gradually Getting closer to the target point, can't wait to flex its muscles.

At night, the stars are full of excitement, and the people who come to watch the game revel all night. When the artificial sun rises again, tens of thousands of cameras inside and outside the stadium are ready.

"Are you there yet?" In the packed arena, the host Dylan was rarely nervous. He looked at the referee who was already in place, and couldn't help checking the time repeatedly.

At this time, there were still two vacant seats on the player bench. Just like him, the audience's eyes would always sweep to it from time to time, and everyone was nervously waiting for the arrival of the last two players.

Just as the comments in the live broadcast room reached tens of billions, a voice stuttering with excitement finally sounded on Dylan's terminal.

"Yes, a spaceship has landed!"

Dylan's eyes lit up: "Quickly cut the live broadcast to the sending and receiving port!"

The staff of the broadcasting center responded quickly, and the real-time picture of the sending and receiving port immediately appeared on the super-large light curtain at the scene.

People looked at the slowly landing spacecraft with a heart in their hearts, but after a few seconds, everyone was stunned.

【Um?right?This is the honeymoon spaceship, which belated spectator is it? 】

[Yeah, shit, which big guy is so novel, and came to watch the game in a honeymoon? 】

[Tut, it made me so excited. 】

Dylan also immediately realized that something was wrong, coughed and was about to signal the director center to cut the camera and come to the venue, but suddenly heard an exclamation from the terminal.

The staff waiting at the sending and receiving port stammered: "The landing request at the receiving and sending port shows that it seems that the people on this spaceship are really, really... them!"

Dylan almost choked on his own saliva when he heard the words. He stared dumbfounded at the small spaceship that landed smoothly on the receiving and receiving orbit, checked the cool appearance repeatedly, and finally swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling a little lost. Kai Mai said:

"Uh... let's welcome the last two contestants of this Nebula Cup! Captain Caesar Dawson and Captain Oswald Hill!"

The auditorium was quiet for a few seconds, and the sound in the live broadcast room disappeared.

At the beginning, everyone felt that they were hallucinating, until the hatch of the spaceship in the live broadcast screen opened, and Caesar and Oswald came out one after the other, and they woke up like a dream.

There were 1 exclamation marks in the hearts of the audience, and everyone stared wide-eyed. After a long while, someone took the lead and said--

[Take the honeymoon to compete! 6666666]

[Mom!who I am?Where am I? 】

[This CP fan has died in battle_(:з」∠)_]

Caesar and Oswald could hear the sky-shattering noise from the venue from a long distance away. The two exchanged a glance, and directly got on the track car of the competition. The car was so fast that it sent them to At the scene, when their figures finally appeared on the field, there were whistles and cheers from the audience.

Dylan walked over quickly and led them all the way to the players' bench.

"Don't think I'm talking too much." He said excitedly, "I believe everyone is quite curious--Honeymoon, is that a Honeymoon spaceship, or the latest model on the market! Let me make a bold guess, this is why the two Is there a reason for being late?"

Caesar looked up at the auditorium, and those who watched the live broadcast at the same time heard him smile meaningfully: "Guess?"

After he finished speaking, he waved to Dylan and sat down with Oswald.

After sitting down, he controlled his five senses to ignore those noisy voices, and inadvertently swept across the contestants' bench, and saw a pair of eyes like falcons.

Caesar didn't avoid that gaze, remembering the provocation of this person at the opening ceremony, he was immediately aroused with a bit of competition, and his expression became serious.

The lottery panel on the referee's seat rose at this moment, and the live broadcast camera cut to it.

Upon seeing this, Dylan cleared his throat, and said loudly, "Now that a hundred contestants have arrived, we will immediately start the first round of event selection."

There are various competitions in the Nebula Cup, all of which are randomly selected before each competition, and they will be compared with whatever is drawn. For example, the ones drawn in the capital star preliminaries before belong to the mech operation category.

The contestants and spectators all looked over. The head referee of the competition stepped forward and pressed confirmation on the controller. Countless names flashed past on the light curtain, and finally stopped on one name.

——The death arena.

As the name spread throughout the league through the live broadcast, there was a silent sound from the open space in the center of the venue, and a huge ring rose up, standing abruptly in the middle of the venue, waiting for the players to come on stage.

The rules of the death arena are very simple. Players only need to defeat 3 people in total in the arena to advance. The defeated players will be eliminated immediately. According to the tradition of the game, it is absolutely unacceptable to injure human life. When the injury reaches the bottom line standard of the robot referee, they will stop immediately.

This event mainly examines the personal strength of the contestants. In the absence of mechas and weapons, it returns to the essence of the competition. Sentinel contestants can show their strength in fighting to the fullest, while guide contestants are at a disadvantage in this event. , you must try your best to win the chance for yourself through mental power.

Nishizawa is quite confident in his fighting skills, and when he saw this project, he was a little eager to try it.

Apart from him, many players on the field tensed their muscles inadvertently, and the atmosphere immediately became tense.

The word "death ring competition" disappeared from the light screen, and the referee pressed the draw button again to confirm, and the system began to draw the first contestant of the day, and the chosen contestant had the right to designate an opponent.

The flashing names on the light curtain stopped again, everyone's eyes fell on it, and Dylan's voice sounded immediately——

"Ymir player of the Calais galaxy in the third quadrant!"

The spotlight fell on the smiling Ymir in an instant, and Bijia, who was sitting next to him, frowned immediately, with a bad heart. Sure enough, when Dylan asked Ymir who he wanted to choose as the first opponent, Ymir grieved Stretched out his hand and pointed to the middle of the contestant's seat——

"Just him."

The spotlight swept over with his fingers, Caesar raised his eyebrows in the light, and there was no sign of flinching on his face. Under the gaze of tens of billions of eyes, he paused word by word:

"Extremely happy."

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Caesar: Oh, don’t worry, my hands have been itchy for a long time