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“What a beautiful scenery.”

Standing here and looking down, Yang Lin recalled the scenery of his hometown in the mountain village in his previous life.

At that time, the family was very poor and could not afford to buy food, so we had to go up the mountain to dig wild bones and sell them.

"Just meditate here. The scenery is great, and I believe your comprehension efficiency will be much faster."

In fact, the perception of efficiency is the same no matter where you are. In this situation, just treat it as psychological self-deception.

Yang Lin sat down cross-legged. The green grass was extremely soft, as soft as a Simmons mattress.

The thing that is most abundant at Yatou is wind.

A relatively strong breeze blew across his face. It was now close to the beginning of winter, and the wind felt cold on his face. Of course, for someone with Yang Lin's abnormal physique, this was normal as usual.

I closed my eyes and my heart gradually calmed down.

The roots of the bright red hair were stained with a hint of gold, and then one infected two, two infected four, and four infected the entire head.

In the blink of an eye, the long red hair turned golden.

The holy angel's eyes appeared under the eyelids, suppressing the devil's eyes and turning them into gold.

At the same time, Yang Lin's temperament underwent a drastic change. The murderous aura was transformed into a sacred aura, and the unopened flower buds around him slowly bloomed under the nourishment of this sacred aura.

Yang Lin named this form, Divine Judgment.

In this form, one's spatial perception is heightened, and one can clearly feel the tiny natural fluctuations in the surrounding space.

He smiled lightly, if he could maintain this state, promotion to the sixth realm would not be a dream.

............

At Qingzhou Port.

After Yang Lin left, the port executive officer planned to imprison Qingniu and six others on common charges.

But before the order was issued, it was rejected by the highest commander of the port army.

"Humph, Executive Officer Hatch, your behavior is really stupid. Don't you know that if those guys really start making trouble, it will be difficult for our military defense at the port to guarantee that they can all be wiped out in one breath?"

The blue-skinned Hama clan's Hachi executive had a serious expression on his face, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes when he heard the words coming from the other end of the intercom.

"Sir, with our port's defense capabilities, we can definitely kill a sixth-level warrior. The other side is only six fifth-level warriors. Besides, they may not dare to rebel."

"In the United Nations of All Races, the cost of rebellion is extremely high. I don't believe they have the courage to do so."

Executive Officer Hatch spoke righteously, and his conversation was like that of an upright and honest judge.

The other party was silent for a moment and said:

"This question can be simply solved by going through the procedures. Hatch, you are still young, it is normal that you don't understand some things."

Are they afraid of those six people?

Obviously, not afraid.

He was worried about the losses.

Being in a high position, he understood one thing: the most feared thing about the place you manage is an attack.

It’s not that he was afraid of not being able to win, but what he was afraid of was the questioning and investigation from above.

If the port's laser cannon is damaged or important cargo is lost, he will be the first person to be found when accountability comes.

As we all know, none of the officials have been investigated.

It's easy to get away with it, but if you can't, according to the laws of the United Nations of All Races, your family funds will be used as the national treasury, and your children will be sold to the Music Bureau.

Therefore, in this situation, all potential hidden losses must be eliminated first.

"Do as I say and don't ask any other questions."

After hearing the message from the other end, he exhaled, gritted his teeth and ended the call.

"Take the six of them to the interrogation room. I want to interrogate them individually."

five minutes later.

In the interrogation room.

This interrogation room is an iron cage room with two tables in the middle, and is specially used for interrogation.

"Bring the people up."

Hatch sat in the interrogator's chair, with soldiers in military uniforms standing on both sides of him. They had bulges around their waists, and it was obvious that they were carrying real weapons.

"Don't touch me, I can walk by myself."

Qingniu shook off the arm that was about to be placed on his shoulder, snorted coldly, walked into the interrogation room, took a quick glance, and tactfully sat down in the seat for the prisoner being interrogated.

As he sat down, the two soldiers who came in with him stood on both sides of him, with their hands on their waists. If the other party rioted, they could instantly draw their guns and shoot them in the head.

As qualified soldiers of all races, their speed in drawing guns is unquestionable, and even cowboys have to show them some courtesy when seeing them.

"Humph, you brought me to this place for no apparent reason."

Qingniu was very angry and wanted to beat them up.

But he knew he couldn't do that, as offending the military would result in dire consequences.

He is honest, not stupid.

Even a three-year-old child knows this.

Hatch stared at Qingniu, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

"Tell me, do you know Qi? What is your relationship with Qi? As you and he are in the same team, you must know something."

Qi, this name is one of the people on the task list.

After verification and investigation, the guy who killed someone in the cabin and escaped was Qi.

"What Qi? I don't know him."

Qing Newton felt puzzled.

Qi, he really didn’t know him.

The main reason might be that Yang Lin had anticipated this long ago, and he had never told Qingniu the code name Qi.

Yang Lin knew that Qingniu was an honest person and he estimated that he was not a good liar. For his own safety, he decided to just call himself Qi.

"No? Then do you know what Qi did during the voyage?"

Qingniu shook his head upon hearing this and said truthfully:

"I don't know. I've never seen him. I've been working out in my room. You've seen the muscles on my body. They can't be gained without constant exercise every day."

As he spoke, Qingniu glanced at Hatch's figure and snorted with disdain.

"Look at you. You obviously lack exercise. You should know that having a strong body is extremely important during a battle. Of course, in addition to exercise, you also need to control your diet. Look at me. I eat beef balls that I make myself every day. They are only seasoned with coarse salt. There are no additives and they are all rich in protein."

When Qingniu talked about this, it was like he had opened a chatterbox and couldn't stop.

"Hehe, that's why I never drink protein powder. Only muscles that are trained hard are the wildest."

"enough!"

Hutch slammed the table.

"I'm asking you what the other party is doing, not asking you to talk nonsense here. Who cares about your muscles? You're pretending to be a stupid cow."

What he wanted to say was big fool, but when the words came to his lips, he remembered his identity and changed his word.

"But, I am originally a cow, a member of the Qingniu clan, so what?"

Qingniu looked at Hatch, not understanding whether the other party was impotent and furious or just unable to speak.

Well, there are people in this world who are even worse at speaking than him.

Strange and strange.

"Humph, you are indeed a group of reckless men who only have muscles but no brains. Take them away."

Hutch pinched his brows and waved his hand to give orders.

It is harder than climbing to the sky to get any words out of this big fool's mouth.