The Star Knight - 24. Chapter Twenty Four

Nanmen 2 is a pair of binary stars. In fact, more than half of the stars in the universe are binary stars—two stars that emit light and heat slowly revolve around each other, and there is a center point on their line. The gravitational force is like a line connecting two billiard balls. They face each other in the space and move in a circle around the midpoint of the gravitational line.

In addition to binary stars, there is a balance system composed of multiple stars that rotate with each other-a star revolves around another star, and a third star revolves around the first and second stars. This is called a triad. They have reached a bizarre balance, and even quadruple stars, quintuple stars and other celestial systems called “multi-stars”.

Gravity is everywhere, and the Star of Everlasting Day is a planet of the Nanmen Double Star. It moves celestial bodies around the main star, and its rotation cycle happens to be when the first sun is far away from it, and the light of the second sun is smoothly connected to it. Two stars illuminate the front and back of the planet from different angles, and the light is everywhere.

Therefore, this planet will never have night. The distance between the two stars of the South Gate is close and time far away, so that the angle of illumination has reached a perfect balance. The temperature of the eternal day star is constant, and the climate evolved over hundreds of millions of years has reached 20. °C cosmic temperature scale.

This is a planet full of light. When two suns appear in the sky at the same time, dawn and evening come at the same time, dyeing the sky a magnificent fiery red.

The flame flower of the Star of Eternal Day is thriving. The Republic bought it in 18903. After changing hands several times, the right to use it for two thousand four hundred years fell into the hands of an organization called the Pune Chamber of Commerce, where they opened it. Charity fundraisers for the entire galaxy, including some archaeological relics, a small number of high-end robots, clothing, souvenirs and artworks.

This is a grand event. Opal has parked his spacecraft between countless magnificent and luxurious empires and the private airships of the Republic, and suddenly there is a sense of powerlessness.

“You should spend three thousand yuan to scrub your era-VI.” Raymond said with his suit jacket.

Opal said: “It’s a pity that this part is not included in the allowance, so forget it.”

“Do you have tickets? Mrs. Anta.” Raymond said: “This kind of occasion seems to need…”

“No tickets needed.” Mrs. Anta said: “I am the ticket.”

She got into the car with her entourage, and the maglev car flew high up and parked outside a huge suspended building. This is an integrated building. The magnificent and magnificent tower is like the medieval building seen by Opal in the textbook. .

“This is called the Tempura pastoral style. The designers restored an ancient ruin to the building.” Mrs. Anta seemed to have guessed what he was thinking. Opal was looking up at the nearly thousand stories tall, bathed in clouds. In the city of gold, a rainbow straddles the sky, and the waterfall slopes down from the city at five levels.

“True art has died out as early as the wisdom revolution.” Mrs. Anta led the crowd slowly walking along the spacious Baishi Road. The opal was attracted by all the luxurious decorations. The street lamp was like a calyx, exuding gold. Powder.

Even Raymond couldn’t help but be moved, and asked, “Is this a restoration of the ruins ten thousand years ago?”

“Yes, in the next ten thousand years.” Mrs. Anta said lightly: “The so-called artists are just repeating the ideas of the ancients. Art and poetry are dead in this era, and there is no love for creation. They will become vassals that show society. They are obscure and boring. Designers boast that they are seeking the ultimate beauty of the universe, but they are actually gadgets that no one can understand.”

Opal didn’t understand at all, he nodded slowly, and followed Mrs. Anta to the glorious gate.

“Lefina!” A middle-aged man hurriedly greeted him and exclaimed: “My God! You will come here! I recently heard that you are recuperating, how is your health?”

“Hello, Bondes.” Mrs. Anta smiled slightly. “My old friend, we meet again.”

Bondes welcomed Mrs. Anta into the building: “I thought you would no longer be willing to serve as an antique consultant for a charity fundraiser…”

Opal exchanged glances with Raymond, and it seemed that this lady deserved to know the mercenary king.

Mrs. Anta: “I really don’t want to do that laborious work anymore, this time I just come to see it with curiosity…Is Parker here?”

“Not yet.” Bondes said: “I heard that he is dealing with an empire earl recently. Here is your rest card. Let me give you some rest cards for the distinguished guests. You beautiful beauty… I guarantee that you can see extraordinary things at the charity fundraiser, and maybe there are some things that can’t escape your eyes… If… I mean if there is any problem with the auction item, please be sure to tell me in advance, please. ”

“No problem.” Mrs. Anta agreed, “I’ll take the time to check it out in advance. But Bondes, please don’t tell Pike that I’m here, I want to surprise him.”

Bondes said: “Of course, my beauty, there is a commissioner in the warehouse to receive you, and there is a buffet on the fifth floor. These are…”

Mrs. Anta said: “The mercenary king Azeroth sent me an escort.”

Bondes shook hands with them one by one, each handed a pass, and Mrs. Anta said, “Children, let’s go.”

Bondes kissed Mrs. Anta’s cheek, and the maid motioned them to stand on a huge floor tile. After the four of them stood up, the floor tile glowed blue and rose slowly. What happened here was beyond the scope of Opal’s thinking. His curiosity has been completely numb, and Raymond still looks like a paralyzed face, looking at the huge three-dimensional pool without blinking his eyes.

In the pool, there are schools of fishes spreading their fins, and an aquamarine sea creature has hundreds of tentacles, each with a mouth, gently swaying its tentacles in the giant rhinestones, and singing softly. Madame Anta looked at the sea creatures among the rhinestones with sorrow in her eyes.

The floor tiles passed hundreds of meters of huge blue rhinestones. On the sixth floor, a young man was holding a goblet in the viewing hall and chatting with his female partner in a low voice. Suddenly he realized something and turned his head to the floor tiles where they were. Look.

Opal turned his head and looked at the young man.

The young man has short fiery red hair, dazzling like a flame, wearing a black suit, holding his female partner in his left hand, looking up at the floor tiles where Opal and them are on, and leaving them at once.

Opal: “Do you know that red hair?”

Raymond noticed it too, and replied, “I don’t know.”

The floor tiles are getting faster and faster, rising rapidly to the resting area hundreds of stories high, stopping slowly, and embedding on the edge of a platform with a radius of hundreds of miles. A lens-like skylight is embedded at the top of the central garden, which casts golden sunlight into the garden. There is a breeze, and the garden is full of unnamed flowers.

The maid opened the door of a small courtyard. Inside was a luxurious VIP room, which was divided into upper and lower floors, and warm sunlight poured in from the windows. The moment the door was opened, a dozen robots in the courtyard turned on their lights at the same time and started to get busy.

“We sleep downstairs.” Raymond opened the bedroom door and took a look, putting the luggage in.

Mrs. Anta nodded and did not speak. She glanced at the wall clock on the wall. The universal time is used here. The maid said: “Go to the reception hall on the fourth floor at 8 o’clock in the evening to attend the banquet. Go. Your identity is Madame Anta’s bodyguard.”

Opal nodded, and Raymond sat on the sofa, looking at the promotional page of the City of Gold in the holographic projection.

Opal looked at the furnishings in the luxurious hall and asked: “How much are these bottles? Tsk tsk, green Mercury sparkling wine…”

Raymond said casually: “It’s all free, you can try it.”

Opal: “Have you been to this kind of occasion? Damn, any company in the Chiyan Galaxy is not enough to look at.”

Raymond was very at a loss, shook his head, Opal asked again, and said: “Have you been to this kind of place?”

Raymond said: “No, never.”

Opal enters the room, sits on the side of the bed and plays. The retro soft mattress is very comfortable, and the crimson blanket on the floor looks very advanced.

He turned all the buttons on and looked at it once. A small hotel robot came over and waited for instructions, but was sent away by Opal. He lay on the bed and simply pressed a button on the bedside. I thought it was a bedside lamp or a TV, but a small box slowly slid out. Inside it was a high-end sex product “fantasy movement” produced by Heaven.

Raymond opened the door and came in as if to say something, Opal hurriedly put the box back, Raymond took a look and said, “You take your time to enjoy.”

“No, no,” Opal said: “What’s the matter?”

Raymond put one hand in his trouser pocket, and the edge of his dark red suit jacket was lifted up a little, and walked out of the private courtyard.

Opal stood up, and Raymond was no longer in the hall when he went out.

Opal poured some sparkling wine from Green Mercury. When I entered it, countless small bubbles melted on the tongue. The fresh breath went along the throat to the nose, esophagus, stomach, and the whole body seemed to be immersed in fresh water vapor, as if breathing green The distant natural breath of Mercury.

He sighed comfortably and went out with a wine glass. Mrs. Anta sat quietly outside the courtyard, watching the bright sunshine outside the garden, Binzhou Jinlan gently swaying in the breeze.

The lens at the top of the ceiling slowly turned over and put it away, without any blocking sunlight shining down.

Opal squinted her eyes, the power of faith covered her, and he felt that she was nervous, perhaps because she was about to face a fork in her life.

She sits dreamily, motionless, as if staying in a colorful painting.

Opal turned his head and heard the laughter of the children chasing in the wind and the boy’s heavy voice, earnestly “I love you”.

Mrs. Anta noticed something and glanced at Opal.

Opal immediately recovered his mental strength and raised a toast to her, saying, “Nice weather.”

Mrs. Anta nodded and said, “Do me a favor, boy, go down and see if Parker is here. He is the manager of the Glorious Company. I think he is now with his lover.”

Opal nodded, walked through the central garden, stood on the flying board, the holographic projection spread out in front of him, and the electronic female voice asked the destination floor.

The third floor is the banquet hall, the fourth floor is the art display room, the fifth floor is the lounge, and the sixth floor is the entertainment and multimedia hall.

Opal said: “Six floors.”

The slate flew down to the sixth floor, and Raymond’s voice rang in his ears, saying, “Is the problem solved?”

Opal hurriedly said: “No, there is a new commission, looking for her husband Parker, I am in charge of the sixth floor, which floor are you on?”

Raymond adjusted his communication earrings and replied: “Fourth floor, art gallery. I don’t think her husband will be here.”

Raymond faced a painting, the scene in the painting was a gloomy cosmic space, with broken limbs spreading towards the horizon, and a bloody moon on the horizon.

“A commemorative work of the wisdom revolution.” The voice of the boy sounded beside him.

Raymond turned around and stared at the red hair in front of him. The boy was wearing a dark brown suit and crouched on his left shoulder with a yawning little furball pet.

Raymond nodded, and the machine waiter came over with a plate. Raymond chose two wine glasses, handed him one, and said, “A massacre.”

“Consequences caused by human beings.” The red-haired boy said: “I have created hundreds of billions of artificial lives and drove them to extinction… I don’t like the performance of this theme very much, it’s too barbaric.”

Raymond nodded slightly: “How do you call it?”

The red-haired boy said: “Jamie.”

Raymond: “Raymond.”

Jamie stretched out his hand and shook Raymond’s hand, took a sip of the Nirvana, and said, “What are you doing here?”

Raymond was silent for a moment, then cleverly avoided his question, and replied: “Come and see the painting.”

Jamie smiled and said, “Yes, please enjoy yourself.”

He turned and left with the wine glass, Raymond walked to another exit of the art gallery, scanned the masterpieces of the silver period painter along the way, and whispered: “Opal.”

“Hey.” Opal replied. At the moment, he is projecting brilliant lights on the six-story, one-hundred-meter circular three-dimensional screen, converging towards the central stage, forming a white band of light.

The actress of the Republic wore a white cloth, sitting on the roots of the towering tree, singing loudly, and the green tree shakes thousands of fluorescent leaves and slowly rotates around the venue.

“Excuse me.” Opal bowed to a lady and asked politely: “Do you know the manager of Glory Company, Mr. Parker?”

“Ah.” The woman said softly: “Pike, what do you want to do with him? I seem to have seen him in the recreation room just now—with the theological master of the Star Church.”

Opal thanked him politely and walked quickly to the entertainment room. Raymond’s voice echoed in his ears and passed directly through the ear cartilage to the eardrum, and the people around could not hear their conversation.

Raymond: “The red hair asked what we were here for.”

Opal walked through the entertainment room, where hundreds of people gathered, and there were many transparent private rooms. Simulated billiards and Gemini spin games jumped numbers on the central scoreboard, and the bizarre private rooms flashed rainbow lights.

The light transmission track of the interstellar Internet lights up the lights of information exchange, and Opal said: “How do you answer him?”

Raymond: “I think that person is not easy.”

Opal said: “But we only took an escort mission, which should have nothing to do with him.”

Raymond didn’t speak any more, Opal grabbed a human waiter and asked a few words in a low voice. The waiter shook his head, and the answer was unclear.

Opal walked to the corner, circled his arms, closed his eyes, exuded the power of faith to meditate, and observed every corner of the hall.

The red-haired boy in the transparent compartment in the distance put down his pool cue, squinted at the opal, and then walked towards him.

The golden energy wind flows in every inch of space pervasively, that is the planetary consciousness of the land of eternity-the light of the two stars of the South Gate is intertwined like a spreading streamer.

Opal’s thinking follows the energy wind. There is a large terrace outside the entertainment area. On the east side of the terrace, a middle-aged man has his left arm wrapped around the waist of a young man. The young man turns around, and the necklace pendant under his neck flashes. With the light, a powerful force struck in an instant, making a reverse impact on Opal’s exploration.

Opal’s heart shuddered, withdrawing his meditative power, and when he opened his eyes he saw the red hair in front of him.

He was wearing a dark brown suit and a lazy little furball pet squatting on his shoulders.

“Hello.” Opal said.

“Hello.” The red-haired boy said, “What are you doing?”

Opal said: “Very cute little pet…”

He stretched out his hand to tease the little hairy ball on the boy’s shoulder. Its two tentacles stretched out, and the humans and animals waved harmlessly at the opal. The red-haired boy moved his eyebrows and said coldly: “You’d better not touch it. It can bite off your whole hand.”

Opal immediately withdrew his hand, and the red-haired boy said: “Listen, I don’t care where you come from, now warn you and your companions.”

Opal frowned slightly, feeling a sense of danger, and the red-haired boy said: “Don’t act rashly here. They are all well-known figures, and don’t make us difficult.”

Opal said: “I think you must have admitted the wrong person, I’m just a mercenary.”

“Mercenary?” the red-haired boy said.

Opal watched him quietly, and the red-haired boy said, “Let me see the diary of the mercenary. What are you doing here? My name is Jimmyson.”

Opal said: “Are you looking for someone?”

The red-haired boy’s tone was calm and cold, and said, “No, I think you are looking for someone—”

“Hey, warn you, don’t touch my companion.” Raymond’s voice sounded just right.

Raymond stood in front of Opal. The red-haired boy squinted at them. Raymond said, “Jamie, we don’t even know you. Did you make a mistake?”

Jimison said: “No, you are the ones who admitted the wrong. Mercenaries, let me see the diary. I promise I won’t trouble you again.”

Opal was about to dig out his diary, but Raymond put his hand on his shoulder and said: “Article 6 of the Mercenary Code, it is not allowed to disclose any information about employers to unrelated persons. You will deduct points for us. .”

“It’s Azeroth’s one again.” Jimmyson said: “pedantic, stubborn, not flexible…”

“Brother.” Another red-haired boy came over and smiled: “What are you talking about?”

Raymond and Opal discovered that they were twins!

They look exactly the same, except for the difference between the fur ball pet on the shoulder squatting on the left shoulder and the right shoulder.

Jimmyson motioned to his twin brother to take a moment, looked at Opal’s eyes, and asked, “Do you have the descent of the Phantom Star?”

Opal said: “No.” He took out the diary of the mercenary and took a compromise method, saying: “This is our diary of the mercenary. We accepted a commission, but I can’t tell you the details.”

Jamie came over and draped his brother’s shoulders, raised a glass of wine, his eyes rested on the opal diary.

Jimmyson understood what he saw when he saw the diary, and asked: “Guard? Investigate the case? E-class mercenaries, mostly guards. I can’t think of anyone here who would be too poor to hire a mercenary.”

“Let’s stop here.” Raymond said: “What does this have to do with you?”

Jamie laughed, and took out a mercenary diary, and said: “It’s a little bit related, I think we are our own.”

The mercenary diary is burned with silver iris flower pattern, and in the middle is a flame-like golden letter-“S”.

S-class twin mercenary.

Raymond: “…”

Opal: “…”

Jimison said: “Go over there and talk about it. I hope I won’t run into the same opposing mission. I don’t want to be away from the home star for so many years and be issued a disciplinary order by the union.”