GBP Chapter 173 Ontology
Chapter 173 Ontology
Zheng Qian: "It has not been reviewed yet."
Ning Che's pupils gradually focused as he looked at the people in the room, who were so confused that they seemed to have lost their language system. He couldn't utter a complete sentence.
The marshal was at the head, followed by two rows of men, all dressed in neat military uniforms or all-black combat fatigues, their eyes lowered.
The overwhelming sense of oppression wiped out all the brilliance he had displayed on stage in the past few days.
Although he was still wearing expensive clothes, in front of these people, he seemed to have turned back into the poor guy with a poor family background, wet every day, and living from hand to mouth.
He huddled there in dejection and inferiority, not daring to raise his eyes, trying to hide himself as much as possible.
At the Marshal's signal, Zheng Qian spoke: "Ning Che, do you know any clues about the disappearance of Dr. Han Jiefei?"
Doctor Han Jiefei? Ning Che didn't know who Doctor Han Jiefei was. But when he saw the image on Zheng Xixing's brain, some fragments flashed through his mind.
He seemed to have seen such a woman here before.
In the fragmented memories, she came hurriedly, heading straight for someone, her face anxious, her mouth opening and closing as she spoke something.
No matter how he adjusted the angle, he could not see the person opposite him in the memory fragments.
She was missing? How did she leave? He desperately searched for fragments in his mind. She seemed to be struggling with someone and fell to the ground, but who was that person?
Ning Che's mind was in a mess. The more fragments he turned over, the more his head hurt. His whole body was shaking and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"She, she was kidnapped. I, I can't see who it was." Ning Che held his head and trembled as he spoke incoherently.
"Why are you here?" Zheng Qian continued to ask.
"I, why am I here..." Yes, why is he here?
He tried desperately to recall how he ended up here.
Ning Che suddenly looked up. Marshal! Yes, he appeared in the Marshal's box, and then was suddenly knocked out. When he woke up, he was in the dormitory behind the venue.
"It's He Mo!" he remembered.
"He said he knows a very good doctor. He's a very good person. If I want, he can help introduce me..."
He was badly injured, so the manager dragged him back and left him on the bed in the dormitory to die.
In the chaos, He Mo came to see him with makeup on. He Mo was the best looking and most talented among them, so the manager had to be nice to him.
Later, He Mo secretly took him on an aircraft without any markings and appeared here.
But those dark and big hands were not He Mo's.
"That aircraft belonged to Dr. Han, and it is now scrapped at the foot of the mountain in Longjiao District. There is no one inside, and there is currently no official record of a spacecraft taking off nearby. A search is already underway in the nearby mountains." Zheng Qian reported on their actions half an hour ago.
Tianjiu's mind began to wander.
What did he mean by "introducing" someone if he was willing? What kind of introduction? It couldn't be the "kind" of introduction she understood.
Tianjiu looked at the people around her with a puzzled and complicated look, but the Marshal only showed her his back and she could not see anything.
But the helpless expressions of Hancheng and Chizhou have already said too much.
Li Nuo sighed in his heart but there was nothing he could do.
They all knew about Old Han's hobbies. But most of the time, she just played around outside, and not just anyone could come into her house. What was so special about He Mo that she could send her own aircraft to pick him up?
"He Mo, Yun Rouxing, a member of the Shaoshen tribe."
Zheng Qian sent He Mo's message to everyone.
Everyone gasped.
The Marshal turned around and walked over, holding Tianjiu's eyes to prevent her from looking.
"Ahhh, I want to see, I want to see too!" Tianjiu was pinned to the Marshal's abdomen. Apart from being able to smell the clean scent of his clothes and a little bit of pheromones, he could not see anything.
"There is such a race?" Lian Jingtian had never seen or heard of it.
Yuan Xu and the others only knew their names. This tribe was so small and nearly extinct that most of their information was just hearsay.
"This Liu Ming is quite capable." The Bai family, like him, was in a semi-hidden, aloof state within the empire. They were almost invisible when they stepped onto the stage, yet their presence was felt everywhere in the vast world.
The Liu family was also gradually developing in this direction, but their foundation was still insufficient.
"I want to see it!" Everyone saw it except herself, and she felt itchy inside.
"The Young Gods have the gift of being able to transform into a thousand different faces, fulfilling everyone's fantasies. The key point is that their skin glows like a gemstone under natural light."
It still has to be Lian Jingtian. Tianjiu can't see, so he reads it to her.
“It shines!!!” Isn’t that a walking diamond?
"This was Liu Ming's trump card for this year. But for some unknown reason, the program was canceled very early. Later, due to hemoptysis, he didn't appear in many programs. But the true form of the Shaoshen tribe..."
Why He Mo’s show was cancelled? Others don’t know, but they know.
Isn’t it just that Liu Ming wants to introduce him to the Marshal!
Tianjiu: "This race has a true form? What does it look like?"
If that’s the case, then isn’t that a real-life monster?
"Send people to Yunrou Star immediately." Although it is difficult to exterminate this race, since it has appeared, it must be under the control of the empire.
Yuan Xu doesn't want such evildoers who can confuse people's minds to appear again.
"How much do you know about this He Mo?"
Ning Che was deeply troubled by Zheng Qian's question. He also regained some clarity of mind at this moment.
"He is always so exquisite, beautiful, noble, and considerate. He always encourages me, telling me to be confident, to show my strengths, and to seize opportunities."
Ning Che's face was intoxicated and his eyes were blurred, as if he was trapped in endless tenderness.
Obviously, he is not normal.
Zheng Qian gave him another shot, and he regained consciousness. He felt even more ashamed of his previous intoxication and loss of control.
This young god tribe really can confuse people. Even if they are not in front of them, as long as they are recalled, they can still have an attack.
"How much do you know about the relationship between him and Dr. Han?"
"I, I don't know."
"You were at the scene when the crime happened. What did you see?"
He, what did he see? Was it He Mo he saw?
"I just saw a man and a woman fighting. I didn't see his face. He..." Ning Che closed his eyes, carefully observing every detail of the memory fragment, but the more he looked, the more blurred his memory became. If he didn't look at it soon, it would be gone.
"He must have been very tall, and the lady had to look up to talk to him. His hands were very black, rough, and large. He grabbed her shoulders, and she fell to the ground."
"Maybe it's someone else, who came with He Mo. Maybe..."
Yuan Xu: "Maybe that's He Mo's true form."
"What does the true form of the Young God Clan look like?" Tianjiu was curious. Could it be some kind of shameful monster?
Yuan Xu let go of Tianjiu and patted her little head, then turned to look at Ning Che who was lying on the ground like a rag.
"Why can you see his true form?"