Ninth class citizen

Chapter 87 She Must Die in an Accident

Nan Rong did not touch the envelope with her hands immediately. She covered it with her spiritual power, slowly penetrating it bit by bit, but she found that there was really only an ordinary natural cotton letter paper inside.

She put on a pair of synthetic isolation gloves, carefully opened the envelope, and took out the thin piece of letter paper.

In the middle of the letter paper, there is a clear stamp.

Nan Rong read out the circle of words on the steel seal: Special seal for the Pan-Shilo Star Inter-school League.

Apart from the seal, there was only a name: Florent Dantes.

Nan Rong stared at the signature in a daze, especially the surname in the second half.

The Dantes family is not a well-known family in the Federation, but on the fifth-magnitude planet where it is located, it is also considered a prominent family.

One night in a different world, in order to ease the panic of his teammates, Florent told everyone his life story for the first time.

An illegitimate child who was not recognized by his family since childhood, awakened his extraordinary abilities when he was about to be exiled to the ninth-magnitude star. He was then taken back to the family and was tamed and disciplined like a dog.

If he hadn't faced a major crisis like the invasion of another world, he would probably never have been able to get rid of that family.

"I hate this last name." Florent said very seriously at that time: "If I can go back, I will definitely abandon it and never let them have the opportunity to control me again."

But now, the surname was clearly written on the letter in Nan Rong's hand.

She had never seen Florent's handwriting and could not tell whether it was his.

But the person who sent this letter seemed to have insight into her relationship with Florent.

Obviously, those three years have disappeared from everyone's memory.

All the comrades, including Florent, have died in another world.

But she happened to meet him in the dream space.

Moreover, he received this letter in reality, and the signature was still the surname that Florent himself hated so much.

There is also the Jade Gate in the spiritual sea, which pops up every few days to show its presence.
Nan Rong sat on the bed and stroked his forehead with his hand.

Maybe many things are not what she thought before.

Maybe she should go to the planet's capital and meet the person who wrote the letter.

Or, continue to stay on Shiloh Star and lie down and become a salted fish.

Nan Rong quickly denied the latter.

During her time in the other world, she had seen countless cunning tricks and conspiracies.

Now you are in the light and the other party is in the dark. The more fearful and retreat you are, the faster you will die.

Offense is the best defense, but it is definitely not a reckless attack without preparation.

Nan Rong pondered it carefully for a long time before lying down with his clothes on.

Before going to bed, she had been using the Campbell family's mental training method to practice controlling the light golden mist.

After she fell asleep completely, the mist did not stop. Instead, it continued to move automatically and spontaneously along an extremely complex route.

The colorful vortex surrounding the white jade gate became more and more active with the movement of the light golden mist. From time to time, one or several colorful stars flew out from it with long tails of light and dissipated outside the sky of the spiritual sea.

Nan Rong had no idea about all this.

At the same time, outside the vast uninhabited star field in the northwest of the Federation, a wave of fluctuations suddenly appeared in the Cordova Black Hole. A very strange-looking starship, which was completely covered by thick green vines, poked its head out of the black hole.

It ignored the huge suction force of the black hole, maintained a stable speed, and soon escaped from the gravitational range of the black hole.

The spacecraft then began to accelerate and entered warp flight in an instant, leaving only a ripple of energy invisible to the naked eye.

Two days later, on an unnamed asteroid.

The man in black robe who had previously had a holographic conversation with Fred prostrated himself on the ground, reverently kissing the shoes of the man in white in front of him.

If the ardent equality fighters across the federation had seen this, they would have been shocked.

Because the man who behaves humbly like a servant is the leader of their great cause and the father of equality who is loved and even worshipped by all fighters.

The man in white had a complexion whiter than snow, with black hair falling to his waist, sharp eyebrows, and narrow eyes that were always closed.

"I already know everything." The man in white opened his thin lips, and his voice was as clear and pleasant as an icy spring in the snow.

"Yes, it's our fault. We underestimated the power of that 'variable' and failed to live up to your expectations." The Father of Equality's forehead hit the ground heavily with a thud.

"This is all to be expected." The man in white said calmly, "It has nothing to do with you. You don't need to admit your mistake."

"Thank you very much for your kindness." The Father of Equality's voice was hoarse and choked: "But there is still one thing I don't understand. The power of 'Variable' is indeed very strong, but if we gather our strength, we can kill her in the first place. Why do we have to go through so much trouble?"

"No." The white-clothed man's calm voice finally added a hint of annoyance: "I said, she must die in an accident. There can't be any trace of human intervention in the whole process."

"Yes, we did that. But whether it was the Dukin brothers or the Deep Silver Star, she escaped. So I think..."

"Everything has just begun." The man in white interrupted him.

"Don't be in a hurry. You handled it well before, so just let it go. Remember, it's better to fail again than to let anyone notice any clues."

"I will follow your teachings." The Father of Equality responded and bowed his head again.

"I know you have doubts in your heart." The man in white stood in front of him with his hands behind his back and said lightly.

"Yes. Even Tian Zhengze was buried by your own hands. I really can't imagine how that 'variable' could have deserved such trouble from you."

"What you can see is just a tiny corner of this world." The man in white said indifferently, "So naturally you don't know how powerful they are."

"They?" It was the first time that the Father of Equality heard such words from the man in white, and he raised his head in shock.

The man in white didn't look at him. He looked up at the endless stars in the night sky and sighed leisurely: "Do you know Tian Sheng?"

Anyone in the Delin Federation knows the name Tiansheng.

He is not only the founder of the Delin Federation, the controller of the ninth-level space, and the only special citizen in the history of the Federation who is above nine levels, but also the one who single-handedly defended the backbone of the Federation for hundreds of years.

Even though the Father of Equality was the leader of an anti-government organization, he still looked up to that man and respected him.

"He was once one of them." The man in white said shockingly, "Moreover, he was just a loser who did not pass the trial."

"What. Trial?" As soon as the Father of Equality asked, he knew he had overstepped the mark.

Sure enough, the man in white lowered his head and stared at him for a long time, until his vest was soaked with sweat, and then he looked away.

"Six thousand years." The man in white spoke again, with a hint of harshness in his voice: "The trial has finally begun again."

(End of this chapter)