Quick Wear: Love still depends on two love brains

Quan Jiuxi's fingertips tapped lightly on the table.

Creatures that can interfere with mental power (sea of ​​consciousness) are called "soul-devouring beasts" in the world of cultivation. They feed on the spiritual thoughts of cultivators.

It is said that the inner elixir of the soul-devouring beast contains pure spiritual energy. If it can be refined, it can strengthen the sea of ​​consciousness.

Will the Zerg's crystal core have a similar effect?

Quan Jiuxi leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and the image of the Zerg emerged in his mind, overlapping with the soul-devouring beast in his memory.

Perhaps this interstellar world is much more interesting than she imagined.

Tang Qing, who was in the corner, happened to catch this ray of light.

Her heart skipped a beat, and an inexplicable sense of unease wrapped around her like a vine.

But soon, she clenched her fists again - no matter how strong Quan Jiuxi became, she would find a way to make her fall.

Two people with different thoughts were in the same classroom, surrounded by the same starlight.

Outside the window, starships shuttled by, leaving behind dazzling trails.

.....

As soon as the electronic sound of the get out of class bell exploded in the corridor, the communicator on Quan Jiuxi's wrist vibrated.

A light blue holographic projection unfolded in her palm, and Father Quan's face emerged, with the iconic circular dome of the Federal Parliament Hall as the background.

"We're hosting a celebration banquet for Pei Jin tonight," Father Quan's voice came through the sound wave converter. "It's at the Moon Viewing Terrace. Come dressed formally."

Quan Jiuxi was walking out of the mecha design classroom, and the holographic billboard in the corridor behind her was flashing advertisements for the latest mechas.

"understood."

Father Quan seemed to want to say something, but she simply hung up the communicator.

The last class was a practical class. Quan Jiuxi's combat uniform was still stained with the coolant from the simulation cabin, and it was faintly fluorescent.

She didn't go home, but asked Xiaoyi to deliver the dress to the locker room of the military academy.

It was a silver-gray star-patterned long skirt with a cross-collar design. It was made of the Federation's latest memory fiber. When the skirt unfolded with movement, dark patterns similar to star maps would emerge.

When he changed and walked out of the dressing room, Xiaoyi's electronic eyes lit up: "My Lord, you look ten times better than the holographic idols on the Star Network."

Its robotic arm held a pair of high heels, the heels inlaid with diamonds. Quan Jiuxi glanced at the ten-centimeter heels and frowned, "Change to a pair of flat heels."

When we arrived at the Moon Watching Platform, dusk had just fallen over the lighthouse of the Starport.

This banquet hall built on a synchronous orbit is like a suspended crystal ball. Its outer wall is a 360-degree viewing screen with no blind spots, embracing the brilliance of the entire star field.

When the waiter took her invitation, his gaze stayed on her face for half a second - not in amazement, but intimidated by the cold light in her eyes, as if he had suddenly encountered a snow fox on the Kunlun Glacier.

The banquet hall was already buzzing with activity. Men and women in various formal attire were walking around with wine glasses in hand, the light from the crystal chandeliers flowing across their faces.

Her eyes swept across the holographic projection in the center of the banquet hall - where the scene of Pei Jin exterminating the Zerg was playing in a loop: silver-gray mechas shuttled through the swarm of Zerg, and the light from the particle cannon explosion was brighter than a supernova explosion.

The light from the holographic projection danced on Quan Jiuxi's eyelashes. When Pei Jin's face filled the entire screen, her wrist holding the wine glass paused imperceptibly for half a second.

The man was wearing combat uniform, with some dark brown traces of Zerg fluid on his collar, but it did not diminish his fierceness in the slightest.

His brow bones were so high that they looked like they had been shaved by an interstellar wind, casting shadows that created a deep darkness under his eyes. His nose was a nearly perfect geometric line from the root of his nose to the tip of his nose.

The most striking thing is his tightly pursed lips.

Quan Jiuxi's fingertips stroked the crystal wall of the goblet, and the champagne in the glass began to bubble.

She had seen countless faces, some handsome, some bewitching - but none like Pei Jin's, with the word "killing" carved into his bones, yet he was also born with an extremely aggressive look, like a poisoned dagger. Even though she knew it was dangerous, she couldn't help but want to touch it.

Quan Jiuxi sat in his seat, watching the battle scene with interest.