Please stop kneeling, I'm really not an expert!

Chapter 197 The Pope
For lunch, Mo Sisi was full of praise again.

Both parties subconsciously did not mention the matter of moving.

It's just that during the meal, Liang Mu faintly noticed that the way Mo Sisi looked at him became a little different.

But exactly where it is different, I can't say.

However, the relationship between the two is not as tense as yesterday.

At least Mo Sisi won't be yelling like a stalker one after another.

The relationship with roommates has improved, which Liang Mu is happy to see.

And this is no ordinary roommate, but a returnee doctor with the attributes of a rich woman.

If the relationship between the two can develop in such a healthy way, Liang Mu might not have to work hard in the future.

Kyoto, Seventh People's Hospital.

After Wen Yuan's mother found out that she was unconscious, she was so scared that she called the emergency call.

At this moment, Wen Yuan was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, with her parents and a doctor standing beside her.

"Doctor, what happened to my daughter?"

It was Wen Yuan's father who asked the question.

A face with Chinese characters, short hair and beard, thick eyebrows and tiger eyes.

His resolute temperament is mixed with elegance.

He is Wen Hao, the current curator of the Peking University Library.

But this curator, who is usually majestic and majestic, now has a worried expression on his face.

"Mr. Wen, don't worry, after the inspection, no abnormalities were found in Ling Ai's body.

Preliminary speculation is that the fainting is caused by too much study pressure, just pay more attention to rest.

However, in order to check in detail whether there are other problems, I suggest that she stay in the hospital for observation for a few more days, so that a conclusion can be drawn. "

The doctor said this.

The couple breathed a sigh of relief, but the stone in their hearts could not be completely let go.

After all, Wen Yuan hasn't woken up yet!
So they all agreed with the doctor's suggestion and decided to let Wen Yuan continue to live in the hospital.

In the afternoon, Wen Hao went back to school first because of his busy schedule.

Only Wen Yuan's mother was left guarding beside the hospital bed.

But halfway through, a nurse came and called her away, leaving only Wen Yuan in the ward.

The afternoon sun shone into the ward, leaving a mottled spot on Wen Yuan's hospital bed.

The door of the ward was gently pushed open, and a doctor in a white coat came in silently.

He has a young and handsome face and wears black-rimmed glasses.

With the swing of the steps, one can see the leg of the beach pants appearing and disappearing.

If Mo Yan's people were here, they would recognize him immediately.

It is the number 99 of the Yongjie organization, the man in beach pants!
With his hands in his pockets, No. 99 stood beside Wen Yuan's bed, looking straight at Wen Yuan.

His eyes trembled, as if expecting something.

Then he suddenly knelt down beside the bed, and said respectfully, "My lord, the Pope!"

Wen Yuan seemed to hear the voice of No. 99, her eyelashes moved, and she slowly opened her eyes.

At that moment, there seemed to be a flash of starlight in her eyes.

It seemed that even the sunlight shining in became dim in an instant.

No. 99, who noticed this scene, became even more excited.

"Sure enough, it is His Excellency the Pope." He knelt down and saluted again, his voice more respectful than before, "Welcome to the Pope's awakening and return!"

Wen Yuan slowly sat up from the bed, quietly looking at No. 99 who was kneeling on the ground.

What surprised her was that she wasn't surprised or afraid of this stranger who suddenly appeared in front of her.

It was as if No. 99 knelt down and begged her, which was justified.

Especially hearing the words His Excellency the Pope made Wen Yuan's mind tremble even more, recalling the scene she saw before she fell into a coma.

And couldn't help but murmured the words of those fanatical believers in the dream: "He was born from the gap in time and space"

No. 99 trembled and continued excitedly:

"He is ever-changing, and it is hard to find ghosts."

"He ushered in a new era with great power."

"His prestige made the gods terrified, and the heavens and the earth trembled."

"His name...is called the Lord of Eternal Calamity!"

No. 99 looked at Wen Yuan uncontrollably: "You are indeed the reincarnation of the Pope!"

"The Pope?"

Wen Yuan muttered to herself, recalling that scene in her mind.

In front of the faceless statue, she was clearly the one at the front.

Behind her, there are countless fanatics.

Some familiar and unfamiliar memories began to slowly emerge in Wen Yuan's mind.

This is almost exactly the same as the description of the awakened person on the Internet.

Wen Yuan seems to be an awakened person.

And in her previous life, she should have been the leader of a sect that believed in the Lord of Eternal Calamity, that's why No. 99 called her His Majesty the Pope.

So this guy in front of him is also an awakener?
Wen Yuan was in a trance, her consciousness jumping back and forth between this life and the previous life.

"In ancient times, His Excellency the Pope led our Eternal Tribulation Cult to spread across the world!
Now the world has changed drastically, which means that the Lord of Eternal Calamity will come again and create a new era.

I also ask the Pope to lead the Eternal Tribulation organization again, to find the Lord, and to move towards the other side of the new era! "

No. 99 looked at Wen Yuan excitedly.

His fanatical face overlapped with the faces of those believers in Wen Yuan's memory.

"Why do you need me?"

Wen Yuan was silent for a long time, then suddenly asked.

"It seems that the Pope has not fully awakened his memory." No. 99 smiled bitterly: "If you are fully awakened, you will know how difficult it is to find the Lord.

Because the Lord is ever-changing and will appear in the world with different faces.

The elderly, children, men, women... are all possible.

Only you, the Pope, who has listened to the teachings of the Lord for countless ages, can recognize the Lord and lead Eternal Calamity into the arms of the Lord! "

"Kaleidoscopic."

Wen Yuan muttered a few words, but Liang Mu's figure flashed in her mind.

"Then you say, will he become a librarian?"

Wen Yuan suddenly looked at No. 99.

"Huh?" Number 99 didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

"It's okay, just talking casually."

Wen Yuan smiled, took out her phone, and silently looked at the "Ancient Mythology" app on it.

I said silently in my heart: "Teacher Liang Mu, I thought you were not simple, but I never thought you were so difficult."

Liang Mu, who returned to the ancient books library in the afternoon, started a repetitive life again.

But in today's campus forum, he made a new discovery.

[Alumni, have you heard of the organization 'Eternal Tribulation'? 】

——[I haven't heard of it, it seems to be a second-year student. 】

[I'll show you a picture. Someone sent it to me privately. I heard that it won't be disseminated. I'll delete it later. 】

As expected, the picture received a 404 not long after it was sent out, but Liang Mu, who has quick eyes and quick hands, still saved it.

(End of this chapter)